When they arrived at the training ground, the soldiers were demonstrating the firecrackers.
But seeing a row of targets facing forward, the soldiers pointed and fired with guns. The stone bullets in the tube sprayed out, some of the targets were pierced, some were missed, and then fell down in pieces, with impressive power.
Feng Jianping rushed to Feng Ye and said: "The effective distance of this firecracker is less than thirty feet, preferably more than twenty feet, the farther it is, the less accurate it will be."
When everyone saw Feng Jianping coming, they saluted one after another.
Yuan Mao wanted to kneel, but Feng Jianping waved his hand to stop him: "Yuan Mao, you are inconvenient, please forgive me."
"Thank you, Your Highness." Yuan Mao bowed and looked at Yuan Sikong with questioning eyes, Yuan Sikong grinned.
"Lord Li, General Han." Feng Jianping saluted Li Boyun and Han Zhaoxing.
"Why did your Highness go and come back?"
"My little one is clamoring to see the firecracker, so bring him to see it..." Feng Jianping said, "Let's see it again."
The soldiers were ordered to load the gunpowder, light the fire, aim at the newly erected target, and shoot again.
This time, when we got closer, the firecracker made a loud bang, which made people's eardrums tremble, and the soles of their feet trembled slightly. I saw those stone bullets hitting the target full of holes. Flesh and blood, after suffering such a severe blow, they may not die or be disabled.
Feng Jianping shook Feng Ye's slender shoulders with his big hand, and said with a smile, "Wolf, are you afraid?"
Feng Ye asked back: "Why are you afraid?"
Li Boyun stroked his beard, and complimented: "Your Highness is worthy of being a general. At such a young age, he has such courage. He is a natural gift."
Feng Jianping laughed loudly and said: "Master Li is too famous, he is just a child, and he doesn't know what it means to be afraid."
"It's good to be fearless." Han Zhaoxing quickly took over the conversation, "The brave are fearless."
Feng Jianping looked down at Feng Ye who was still ignorant, and smiled lightly: "A brave man can be fearless, but a general must not be fearless."
Han Zhaoxing sneered, a little embarrassed.
Yuan Sikong looked at Han Zhaoxing quietly, full of disdain in his heart. This is the person in front of him, who has lost Qingzhou, who is the gate of Liaobei, and can't get the point of flattering. As expected, he is as embarrassing as he imagined.
Feng Ye tugged at Feng Jianping's sleeve: "Father, can I try the firecracker?"
"No, it will hurt you."
Feng Ye let out an "oh", a little disappointed.
"We can let them demonstrate again. If Liaodong soldiers learn how to use firecrackers, they can stop Jinren's cavalry."
The soldiers demonstrated again.
Feng Jianping's subordinates explained to the Liaodong generals.
Yuan Sikong was engrossed in watching it, and suddenly added a sentence: "It takes too long to change the gunpowder."
Everyone was taken aback, Yuan Mao scolded in a low voice: "Ruolite."
Yuan Sikong hurriedly knelt down: "Caomin is reckless."
Feng Jianping smiled and said: "It's okay, it's cold, don't just kneel, get up."
Yuan Sikong just stood up.
Feng Jianping said: "Sikong, go on."
"The grassroots saw that it took half a minute for the soldiers to reload the gunpowder, and no matter how fast they were, they could only snap their fingers. The effective range of the gunpowder is 30 feet, and the soldiers can only shoot it twice at most, and the horseshoe is in front of them."
"Yes, you can see the disadvantages of the firecracker at a glance." Feng Jianping nodded with satisfaction, "so to use the firecracker, you must train the soldiers to refill the gunpowder. The firecracker can withstand the first wave of cavalry vanguards. To be able to defend against the enemy needs to be deployed flexibly."
Yuan Sikong looked at the swaying targets and fell into thinking, maybe there would be a more ingenious way to maximize the power of the firecracker.
Compared with the brave cavalry troops of the nomadic peoples, most of the Chinese people grew up in the plains. The army is dominated by infantry. primary obstacle.
Because of this, abandoning the seven prefectures in northern Liaoning was a disaster for thousands of years. The Liaodong soldiers who had no danger to defend had to face the impact of the Jurchen cavalry on the Qianli Plain.
Feng Ye quietly approached Yuan Sikong, and whispered, "Are you really a nine-year-old boy?"
Yuan Sikong nodded. At that time, his father made a bet with a Gongsheng from his hometown. It was just a joke during the banquet. He was seriously asked not to take the provincial examination for ten years.
"Then you will be an official from now on."
Yuan Sikong nodded again, his beautiful eyes were deep and lively, showing his great ambition.
Feng Ye bit his lips with those small white teeth like shellfish, and smiled: "You and I have a civil and a martial arts, wouldn't we be able to do a great job."
Yuan Sikong also laughed. He knew that he was talented, but ever since he was sent under the fence, he never dared to be arrogant, but Feng Ye dared, Feng Ye's noble background made him dare to think, speak, and act, and he was very envious.
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After that day, the relationship between the two became much closer. Feng Jianping's phrase "children's family" is absolutely correct, they have long forgotten the matter of fighting in the mud and dung.
Yuan Sikong was going to work at the racecourse, and Feng Ye also liked the racecourse, so the two of them played at the racecourse every day. Of course, Yuan Sikong knew very well that playing with Fengye was more important than seeing horses.
On this day, Yuan Sikong took Feng Ye to a stable, and said mysteriously: "We have some fun today."
Feng Ye's eyes lit up: "What's so fun?"
"The mare is going to give birth to a pony, do you want to see?" Yuan Sikong looked excited.
"Look!" Feng Ye said happily, "How did it happen?"
"How to say it, you will know it at a glance." Yuan Sikong led Feng Ye into the stable.
I saw a mare lying on the ground, humming continuously from its nose, and its limbs were restlessly pulling the haystack. Two people from the racecourse were surrounding the mare to deliver the baby.
The two moved closer together, Feng Ye was a little nervous.
Yuan Sikong watched carefully: "The gestation period of a mare is about the same as that of a human. Usually, it can only give birth to one calf a year. It is not easy to meet one."
Just as they were talking, one of the midwives helped, and the other began to take out the bag.
Feng Ye suddenly remembered what he did when Yuan Si took his horse to the doctor's office. He frowned and said in disgust, "Going out of there too? It's disgusting."
Yuan Sikong froze for a moment, then burst out laughing.
Feng Ye was a little embarrassed: "Yuan Sikong, why are you laughing!"
Yuan Sikong pulled Feng Ye aside: "That place is different from this place."
Feng Ye was puzzled: "What's the difference?"
"Stales are not the same as mares."
Feng Ye frowned: "What's the difference?"
Yuan Sikong didn't expect Feng Ye to chase after him, and he immediately became embarrassed. He was still young, and he was ashamed to talk about the difference between men and women, even if he was talking about horses.
The midwife naturally understood, and couldn't help laughing, Feng Ye said angrily, "Don't laugh!"
Yuan Sikong blushed: "Mares can give birth to cubs, but male horses cannot, so it's different."
Feng Ye seemed to understand but half understood: "So when you marry a wife, you always marry a woman."
A midwife was vulgar and bold. Seeing that Feng Ye was young and had no guards by his side, he teased and said: "Your Highness, although men cannot give birth, it's not impossible..." After speaking, he laughed softly.
Feng Ye was stunned, and a little angry: "I'll ask my elder brother."
"No way." Yuan Sikong said anxiously, "You must not ask."
"Why?"
"Anyway, don't ask. If you ask, I won't take you to play."
Feng Ye curled his lips: "If you don't ask, then don't ask."
Yuan Sikong didn't dare to take Fengye to watch it any longer, fearing that he would be asked more difficult questions, so he took Fengye to a horse race.
After running around the horses, Feng Ye really forgot all about the mare giving birth, and happened to meet Feng Xue who came to the racecourse for training.
Feng Lie led several of his own soldiers to compete on horseback. They each held long spears and rode horses to fight. The rattling of horseshoes, the low growls of men, and the sound of clashing blades interweaved a small scene of fighting on the battlefield.
Yuan Sikong and Feng Ye squatted aside, watching intently.
When Feng Lie was resting, he sat next to Feng Ye, drank rice wine to dispel the cold, and said with a smile: "Ye'er, how is the big brother playing?"
"Brother is really majestic." Feng Ye said sincerely.
"When I go back this time, my father asked me to lead the army myself." The young man's eyes were full of arrogance and heroism, and his tone was full of ambition and pride.
Feng Ye was even more excited than Feng Lie: "Really, big brother can lead the army by himself!"
"En." Feng Lie nodded vigorously.
Feng Ye blinked and said enviously, "Brother, when will I be able to fight the enemy like you?"
Feng Lie smiled: "Wait for you... taller than this horse." He pampered Feng Ye's head.
"When will I be taller than this horse?"
"Don't be picky eaters, eat more vegetables."
Feng Ye was displeased, jumped up, puffed out his small chest, and said loudly: "The man eats the meat of the barbarians and drinks the blood of the Huns, and the rabbit only eats vegetables!"
Yuan Sikong couldn't hold back, and burst out laughing.
Feng Ye became angry from embarrassment: "Bold!"
Yuan Sikong had already called Fengye by his first name, and now he was not afraid of him at all.
Feng Lie also laughed out loud.
"Brother laughed at me too!" Feng Ye was really angry, "Won't Ye'er grow up, can't Ye'er grow up, and can't lead troops to kill the enemy!"
Feng Lie grabbed Feng Ye, let him sit on his lap, and said with a smile: "Of course Ye'er will grow up, and when he grows up, he will of course lead troops to kill the enemy like his father and elder brother, and he will definitely become a generation Famous general. But now, you should grow up well, study the art of war and practice martial arts diligently, right?"
Feng Ye nodded vigorously: "Yes!"
Yuan Sikong was actually very moved when he saw that although he was young, he was extremely firm and earnest in closing the wilderness. The two sons of King Jingyuan are so deeply aware of righteousness and have a heart for the world. It is indeed a blessing for all people to have the Feng family army around.