"In this way, the first squad is called the Xiao Cavalry, the second squad is called the Shooting Army, and the third squad is called the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry!" Xu Xingxia quickly chose the names of the three squads. Xiao Cavalry Army, Shooting Sound Army, and Tiger and Leopard Cavalry are all army names of the Han Dynasty, which are very classical. For military households, such a name is also the most familiar.

The commander of the Xiao cavalry army was served by Mao 13, and Wang Xia served as the deputy commander. The commander of the Shooting Army was served by Chi Hu, and Liu Heng served as the deputy commander. The commander of the tiger and leopard cavalry is Gao Meng, and Zhang Feng is the deputy commander. After the expansion, the number of white-clothed troops increased to about 150 people. In addition, there are also constant arrivals of rangers from all sides, successively adding to the ranks of the White Army, and the number of the White Army is increasing almost every day.

Ningxia Town is indeed a special place. This is the plugged Gangnam. Since it is plugged, there are many horses, cattle and sheep. The largest number is naturally the war horse. Here, the older boys will ride horses. The most proficient equestrian is naturally the so-called ranger. Not every one of these rangers is a good person, and they have done a lot of things like stealing chickens and dogs, and robbing houses.

Of course, most of the rangers are still good and evil, especially in dealing with the Tartars, no one will want to help the Tartars. Otherwise, they are Han Jian, traitors, not rangers. In the past, rangers often worked alone, looking for lone tartars, and chasing and killing, but the effect was not very good. Sometimes, after a few months, you don't necessarily get rid of a Tartar, but you put yourself in danger.

Now, Xu Xingxia's reputation has risen, killing Tartars is like killing chickens, and there is a unique white-clothed army under his command, which naturally attracts a lot of rangers to come over. Mao Thirteen, Chi Hu and others used to be rangers near Weizhen Fort. Now, with Xu Xingxia's fame, it has gradually spread far away, and some rangers from farther places have also taken refuge in him. The requirements of these rangers are actually very simple, as long as they can eat enough and have a chance to kill the Tartars.

Most of the rangers have a certain foundation in mounted archery, and they have some talent in mounted archery. If the level of riding and archery is too bad, you can't be a ranger. However, when it comes to playing against the Tartars, the level of these rangers is still a little worse. They still lack unified guidance and strict training, and there are certain deficiencies in basic skills.

Therefore, after they took refuge, Xu Xingxia arranged for them to be three months of hellish training, in order to improve their riding and archery level in the shortest possible time. Riding archers exchange experiences with each other, compete with each other, and improve together. Xu Xingxia spent most of his time immersed in them, learning from them and improving his archery skills. The level of his Lianzhu arrows has surpassed that of Wang Xia.

The only pity is that the research on rifled guns still has no results. This made Xu Xingxia's idea of a large-scale expansion of the army unable to be realized for the time being. Seriously, if the cavalry and archery skills are not up to par, even if the white-clothed army reluctantly expands its army, its combat effectiveness may not be improved, and it may even be held back. There are not many soldiers who are expensive, and soldiers who can't fight, Xu Xingxia would rather not.

During this time, Wang Qinian collected some diamonds. Unfortunately, the diamonds collected are of little use for the time being. Zhao Mengji's side had no clue at all. The flint sent from the Eagle Nest Peak has no chance to come in handy for the time being. It seems that the research of rifled guns has entered a bottleneck, and there is no chance of breaking through for the time being.

On this day, Xu Xingxia was training with the Shooting Army, when someone suddenly came to report that there was a guest outside the barracks who asked to see him. Xu Xingxia asked casually, "What person?" ”

Li Yanfei, who was on duty, said: "He didn't disclose his name, claiming to be from Qingwangfu. ”

Xu Xingxia said to himself suspiciously: "Qingwangfu? What did the people from King Qingfu do when they came to me? ”

He thought about it carefully, and found that he and Qingwangfu seemed to have never intersected! He had never even been to Ningxia City. Others are high-ranking vassal kings, and they are a humble little hundred, and the people of Qingwangfu take the initiative to come to him, what will happen? Is it a good thing or a bad thing?

"Let him in!" Xu Xingxia said slowly. Immediately, he felt that something was wrong with this approach. The others are from Qingwangfu, and they are waiting for the other party to come in here, which seems to be a little unruly. The power of Qingwangfu is still relatively strong in Ningxia Town, there is no need, it is better not to offend. Of course, there is no need to deliberately stutter. So he got up and walked to the door of the barracks.

When he was close to the door, he happened to see Li Yanfei coming in with an old man. This old man, with a white beard and hair, may be sixty or seventy years old. However, his body is still quite strong, which can be described as a tiger's back. When he walked, his hands swung vigorously, and he was vigorous. It can be vaguely seen that he should not be Han. His eyes are azure blue, and the eyes of the Han people don't seem to have such a color.

Xu Xingxia stopped, clasped his fists and saluted, and said without humility or arrogance: "This old man, are you going to come to see me?" ”

The old man glanced at Xu Xingxia up and down, accepted the salute in a big way, and replied loudly: "The old slave is proud of himself!" He is the steward of the Qingwang Mansion. ”

His voice was really full of energy, not at all like an old man in his sixties and seventies. Xu Xingxia couldn't help but wonder if he looked old on the outside, but in fact he was only forty years old. However, if you look closely, you can't see any flaws.

Xu Xingxia said in a deep voice: "Welcome to Mr. Huyan." ”

Huyan Aobo looked around and said to himself: "Xu Baihu's military camp is indeed unique!" The rules are strict, and outsiders are not allowed to enter. For this alone, there are not many military camps in Ningxia Town that can do it. If the army is not strictly unified and the army is not governed, how can the three armies fight? Even if it was plundered by the Tartars, it was normal! ”

This is typical of words. It seems that the relationship between the two bigwigs in Qingwangfu and Ningxia Town is not very good. It's no wonder that the two bigwigs are tasked with monitoring King Qing's mansion, and King Qing's heart will certainly not be comfortable. Now, the two bigwigs are making a fool of themselves, and Qingwangfu is naturally gloating. It's a pity that these high-level struggles are too far away from Xu Xingxia. He said quietly: "The old gentleman has won the prize, but his archery skills are just a little more prominent." There is still a lot to learn in other aspects. ”

Although Huyan Aobo is the housekeeper of Qingwangfu, he should be a servant according to the regulations, but it seems that he has no appearance of a servant at all, but looks like a general commanding thousands of troops and horses to fight. Between behaviors and behaviors, domineering and old-fashioned. I don't know if I was born like this, or if I deliberately behaved like this in front of Xu Xingxia. If you look closely, it seems that it should be the former. If it's the latter, it's too much of a resemblance.

After listening to Xu Xingxia's answer, Huyan Aobo sneered disapprovingly, and said with a golden knife: "Seeing the micro-knowledge and peeping at the leopard in the tube are completely different things. Xu Baihu, the old slave's opinion of you is a subtle knowledge, but you must think that the old slave is a leopard in the tube, so there is no need for the old slave to say anything. People are valuable in self-knowledge. Too much pride and too much modesty, you can't do it! ”

Xu Xingxia thought to himself, your old man came from Ningxia City to teach me a lesson today? It's really straightforward. However, the old man spoke straightforwardly, but he didn't feel aggrieved in his heart. It is the rarest thing for others to speak out. If you have a bad stomach and don't know how many calculations you have behind it, but you are really depressed if you smile on the surface. He laughed dryly, and said unhurriedly: "The old gentleman is serious, please." ”

Huyan Aobo walked towards the inside of the barracks, his eyes kept looking around, as if he didn't let go of every detail, and he didn't know what he was observing. After walking for a while, the old man rubbed his palms and said loudly: "Xu Baihu, I heard that your archery skills are quite perverted, and it just so happens that the old slave also knows a little bit about archery, and when I see you, I can't help but feel a little itchy." Don't know where the shooting range is? Let's have a contest? ”

Xu Xingxia's heart moved slightly, and he thought, you old man, do you still know how to shoot arrows? With his body, if he really knows how to shoot arrows, he must be a master of archery. He came to Weizhen Fort from Ningxia City, was it just to find himself to compete in archery? It's quirky. Anyway, just show the newly learned arrows to open the old man's eyes. Don't think that if you are the housekeeper of Qingwangfu, there is something great. Hmph, the masters are all in the folk! He immediately said: "Since the old gentleman has Yaxing who shoots arrows, please come here!" ”

After that, he took Huyan Aobo to the bow and arrow training ground next to him. At this time, there were no white-clothed sergeants in the bow and arrow training ground, and the empty ones such as bows and arrows were all neatly placed on the weapon racks next to them. At the other end of the range, about twenty feet from the archery position, there were fifteen targets. The distance of 20 zhang is the standard shooting distance. If the target continues to move backwards, it can also be expanded to 30 zhang.

For the vast majority of archers, the distance of thirty zhang is already the limit. To shoot an arrow at a distance of thirty zhang, you need at least one stone with a hard bow. A hard bow with one stone, pulling the bowstring once with all your might, is equivalent to lifting a stone weighing 200 catties. Ordinary soldiers can't do it at all. Not even a tartar.

After Huyan Aobo came in, he glanced at the shooting range, obviously quite satisfied. Although it is only a small training ground, and there are no soldiers training here, the placement of equipment can also show some level. The various curved bows of different strength on the weapon rack are arranged in order and in an orderly manner. The wild goose arrows next to it are also very neatly organized. The so-called seeing the subtleties is quite satisfied with Xu Xingxia's way of commanding the army.

(To be continued)