It gets colder day by day. After the winter solstice, all things are dormant, farming in the fields gradually ceases, and the brigade for business becomes rarer.
However, the suburbs of Jinyang are not peaceful.
As soon as it was dawn, a team of soldiers and horses appeared in the valley. There are many formations of soldiers, star flags and electric halberds, making people unstoppable.
Today is the day when Duke Liangjun held his first winter hunt. Not only the three armies of Shangdang, but even Jinyang's soldiers and horses are all elites, and they want to compete for the edge.
Standing on a small hill not far away, Liang Feng nodded slightly as he looked at the army with strong armor and sharp blades and lined with flags and flags. A military parade is the best way to test your soldiers. However, this autumn has caught up with the death of the late emperor, and he has to worry about the system. How can there be time for the autumn reading? Therefore, the original military parade was postponed for winter and started in the name of field hunting.
In the Zhou Ritual, the emperor and princes hunted in the fields at four seasons, which were called Chunsou, Xiamiao, Autumn and Winter respectively. This is the way to worship at the ancestral temple and practice military formations. But this winter hunt is more than that simple.
"Go down and start the drill." Liang Feng led the way.
As soon as the order was given, the flag-bearer beside him immediately waved the flag, and the drums of war sounded. It was not the drum music to help the battle, the drums rumbled and resounded throughout the fields, and the army below also moved with the heavy drum sound. The soldiers in the front row raised their wooden shields. The half-person-height shields blocked all possible prying eyes. Then, there was a muffled sound of "Om", and the cold wind was torn apart. After the wooden shield, thousands of arrows swarmed out!
The movement was so fast that no one could see clearly how the soldiers below lifted their crossbows and obeyed orders. In the blink of an eye, the imaginary enemy formation in front of him was already full of arrow feathers. However, the array of arrows did not stop. The second and third rounds... 5 consecutive salvos, within three hundred steps in front of them, they could no longer find a place to stand.
What if the enemy was standing in front of the battle
No one had time to think about this problem, the arrow crossbow disappeared, and the bright spear tip appeared in the array.
"Kill! Kill! Kill!"
With bloody and intimidating shouts, they were uniform, and flocks of birds were soaring in the mountains and forests. The military formation began to advance, step by step, with the sound of drums, without any confusion. This is not one formation, but three formations. It is truly amazing to be able to maintain the formation of such a scale.
The intimidation did not end, however, and as the infantry advanced, a cavalry galloped out from the flanks. Thousands of war horses, their hoofs sounded like thunder, but their movements were unusually light, like a sickle wielded by a peasant, with a slight angle, piercing the enemy line. The horse lance flew over, and the long knife slashed, but in just a moment, the enemy line was swept away.
This is not an ordinary proofreading, there is not so much dazzling, fake-style fighting. However, in just a few short breaths, the formation changed three times, and it was so powerful that it would not be at a disadvantage in the face of any enemy. Such a real knife and real gun drill can better show the majesty of this army.
There was a ripple under Liang Feng's seat. This winter hunting, the civil and military are all out. The gentry accounted for the majority. How many people are seeing the strength of the three armies of Liangfu for the first time
Someone has already opened their mouths and praised: "With such an elite, it is truly invincible. The army of the county magistrate is strong and strong, which is the luck of Bingzhou!"
These words just started, and the sound of praise buzzed. Liang Feng didn't need more praise, the awe behind these voices was what he wanted.
After the seal of Shangdang County, I do not know how many noble nobles came to Bingzhou to join forces. Among these people, there are many speculators. Liang Feng knew very well that for many people, the military force in his hands was far more worthy of respect than the title of Duke. In this case, we must find an opportunity to shine our fists. Therefore, winter hunting is used to replace the original wax hunting. In troubled times, force will always be a backer worth relying on. The tougher it is, the more reassuring it is.
With a slight smile, Liang Feng said, "It's just an exercise. Today's hunting, you should also try the tactics of the various armies."
As soon as these words came out, Linghu Kuang and other young generals who were waiting on the side were all excited. The three armies of Shangdang were just performing. Since they have already set up the army, the hunting will definitely not participate. The field hunting that came down is the opportunity for these people to compete.
Seeing that the crowd was eager to try, Liang Feng did not stop him and announced the official start of the hunt. Since the pre-Qin period, field hunting has been a very popular aristocratic sport. Since the Wei and Jin Dynasties, it has been even more booming. However, this time the comparison was based on the coordination of the formations of the various armies, so they did not lead the hounds and goshawks that were used by the next family, and only depended on the formation of soldiers. This difficulty is great.
However, this is the case, and everyone's interest remains undiminished. Not to mention the generals who lead the troops, even the civil servants in the governor's mansion, there are also many cross-horse hunting. Bingzhou's martial spirit has never been weak, not to mention this opportunity to show his face in front of the county magistrate.
Not long after, there was a roar of tigers and bears from below. This is Longshan outside Jinyang City, and there is no shortage of beasts. Liang Feng also specifically ordered the hunting grounds to be surrounded by three and one, which not only followed the ancient etiquette, but also prevented these wild animals from being harmed too much.
Sitting next to his father, Liang Rong was also a little excited. He has participated in field hunting many times, but this is the first time on such a large scale. Seeing the little guy probe his brain, Liang Feng couldn't help laughing and said, "Would Rong'er want to hunt some wild animals for his father?"
This kind of large-scale hunting, Liang Feng is not good to end the game in person. Stealing the limelight of the subordinates is the second, and more important is the safety hazard. The scene was too big, and his riding and shooting were mediocre. How could those close officials dare to let him take risks
But Liang Rong is different. After all, he was the only son of the county magistrate. If Liang Rong could show his horsemanship and archery skills at this moment, it would also be a strong political signal. The health and bravery of the heir represents the future prosperity of the group and is a good stage.
When Liang Rong heard this, he stood up happily: "The boy is willing to hunt for his father!"
He had been practicing archery for so long, how could he miss the opportunity
Liang Feng smiled and said, "Bo Yuan, you can go with Rong'er."
The county magistrate is so trustworthy, which is something that many people can't ask for, but Yi Yan just handed over to answer: "The last general will lead the order."
Liang Rong looked at the long and healthy Jie general and felt a little dejected. Does my father not trust his hunting skills? Secretly making up his mind, Liang Rong got on the horse, escorted by Yi Yan and a dozen of his personal attendants, and drove to the mountains and forests.
Field hunting is different from ordinary hunting. There will be soldiers constantly driving wild animals and sending them to the dignitaries. Therefore, after running for a short distance, Liang Rong's eyes lit up and he restrained the horse's reins. I saw a deer parked in front of me, not too far away. I don't know if it was frightened, but it didn't move.
Liang Rong hurriedly took off the soft bow, ready to shoot. Unexpectedly, a hand pressed on his bow: "Master Rong, let this deer be spared."
Why? Liang Rong turned his head blankly and looked at Yi Yan.
"Deer get pregnant in autumn and winter, and give birth the following summer. Therefore, when hunting in winter, doe cannot be shot." Yiyan explained.
And this one? Liang Rong hurriedly lowered his bow. He is also polite. In field hunting, the net is open, not catching young beasts, not killing pregnant beasts, which is a rule that has existed since ancient times.
Seeing Liang Rong's persuasion, Yi Yan raised his lips slightly and gave a whistle. A few personal soldiers beside him immediately drove out, and the deer was frightened, and fled in the direction where the net was not set up.
Without the prey, Liang Rong calmed down and continued to ride his horse forward. Not long after, I encountered a group of wild rabbits. This time, he didn't miss the opportunity, and immediately bent the bow and shot it out. The first two arrows didn't rub the rabbit's hair at all, and it was only the third arrow that hit the front foot of a gray rabbit. The soldiers around him immediately stood up and shouted, "Young Master Rong is mighty!"
Liang Rong was overjoyed, this was the first prey he had hunted. The rabbit, who was still struggling, had his feet tied and hung behind the horse. With this opening lottery, going down is more and more smooth. Not long after, I encountered a group of golden pheasants again. Liang Rong naturally flew arrows again and again and won the battle.
Another golden pheasant hit, Liang Rong suddenly woke up: "General Yi, why don't you shoot?"
He had seen Yi Yan's arrows, and he had personally seen his feat of fighting the golden leopard alone. But today when he was hunting, the other party didn't even draw a bow, as if he didn't want to steal his limelight.
"Today is the first time for Young Master Nairong to hunt." Yi Yan only said half a sentence, but the meaning of the words was clear. If it was him, it would not be surprising to hunt tigers and leopards. But in this case, who would believe that other prey were obtained by Liang Rong himself? More people would only think that the Duke sent Yiyan to accompany him in order to save face for his son.
Liang Rong was stunned for a moment, but he didn't expect Yi Yan to think so carefully. So he came with himself, didn't he have no chance to show off
"General Yi can hunt by himself, don't care about me..." Liang Rong bit his lip and said stubbornly.
Seeing Liang Rong's appearance, Yi Yan had a little smile in his eyes: "They are all ignorant beasts, no matter how ferocious and cunning they are, they can't compare to the enemies in the battle."
what! Liang Rong reflected. Yes, everyone cares about the results of the winter hunt, but this person in front of him doesn't. His military exploits have long been outstanding, where do you need one or two beasts to decorate? It's just that this indifference made Liang Rong's excitement colder.
Seemingly seeing it, Yi Yan said, "The hunting is no better than others. If Young Master Rong is interested, you might as well try the method of the army formation. It's also fun."
These words awakened Liang Rong and cheered him up again. That's right, wasn't Tian hunting originally just to exercise military formations? Since I brought so many people with me, it seems that it can also be used.
With the goal in mind, this time Liang Rong no longer thought about shooting and hunting himself, but commanded his personal soldiers and began to contain the prey. How can the one who can follow him be a fool
More than half an hour later, two wild foxes and a stag also hung behind the horse.
"Maybe there are tigers and leopards in the forest..." Liang Rong's eyes lit up with excitement. If he can personally command people to hunt down beasts, wouldn't he be honoring his father
He couldn't help but squeeze the horse's belly, trying to make the mount go faster. Unexpectedly, Yiyan suddenly flew like an arrow. Hearing a swoosh, the arrow was impartial and nailed to the feet of Liang Rong's mount.
The horse neighed and almost jumped up, but a hand had grabbed the bit and pinned it in place. Liang Rong didn't react at all and grabbed the reins.
"Young Master Rong, be careful!" At this moment, a voice came from his ear.
He turned his head and looked to his side, only to see Yi Yan frowning. Looking at the foot again, at the end of the long arrow feather, there is a black snake more than a foot long. The triangular head has been shot through by the arrow, and he died simply.
This time, cold sweat broke out on Liang Rong's back. Who would have thought there would be snakes in winter? If the snake accidentally jumped up and bit the horse's leg, it would be a shock to the horse.
However, at this moment, his mount was firmly controlled, and the snake had already died and could no longer die. Apart from my father, who else can take care of me so hard
"Thank you General Yi..." Liang Rong whispered.
Yi Yan let go of his hand and gently stroked the horse's mane: "You don't have to worry about Young Master Rong as there is an end."
His voice was still as steady as usual. And that comfort seemed to be in Liang Rong's heart. This is the person chosen by my father.
Suppressing the emotions in his heart, Liang Rong nodded vigorously and continued to ride on the horse.
Half an hour later, Liang Rong returned to the camp with his prey.
"Rong'er got a lot. What did he hunt?" Liang Feng asked with a smile.
"The boy shot a hare and two golden pheasants with his own hands. He also hunted two foxes, a lynx, and a deer." Liang Rong replied loudly.
Such an answer is even more delightful than the prey that comes. This means that the heirs of the Duke have been able to mount and shoot, and can use soldiers. This is more valuable than pure bravery.
"Good boy, let's taste the wild things you hunted today." Liang Feng smiled and hugged the little guy on his lap, and said to Yi Yan, "Could Bo Yuan be able to roast wild things?"
Yi Yan's lips curved slightly, looking up, "I would like to cook for the master."
In that voice, there was a smile that others could not hear. Looking at the glued eyes of the two, Liang Rong tightened his hands and held his father's robe. But soon, that little hand was released. Liang Rong relaxed his body and leaned into his father's arms.