Thank you to the Nine Heavens Rune Brothers for the tip......

"I don't seem to see any projectors......"

Wen Fei didn't care about the whispers and even loud noises of these people. In this nine-colored light, the sea of immortal mountains and clouds appeared in it.

And above the sea of clouds, a bright heavenly palace slowly emerged. Then in the heavenly palace, a fairy, dressed in gauze clothes, holding a basket of flowers in their hands, began to scatter flowers outside.

Suddenly, everyone looks up at the sky, and countless petals can fall down colorfully.

The petals fell, and Old Jack caught one. As soon as he felt the palm of his hand heat, the petals seemed to turn into a cloud of heat and poured into his body.

Suddenly, he felt an incomparably beautiful and moving, rising from the depths of his heart. By the time he came back to his senses, he was already in tears.

In fact, he wasn't the only one who felt this way. Everyone feels the same way. Every petal just falls on a person's body, one is not more, and one is not less.

When the petals fall on the body, most people will feel an extremely refreshing coolness on their body, and there are very few cases of warmth like old Jack.

This cooling sensation spreads throughout the body, and it is much cooler than jumping into the ocean to swim on the hottest day. The cool feeling quickly spread throughout the body, making it seem as if the whole person had been bathed, and the sinful karma in the body and mind was removed. It seems that each of them feels as light as a swallow, and it seems that they can directly follow the air and float in the clouds.

For a long time, the crowd came back to their senses. He began to realize that the visions in the sky had long since disappeared.

Old Jack was also at this time, wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes. Suddenly waved his arms and shouted, "The Prophet is a great ......"

Suddenly, the crowd that had just woken up from the vision also began to boil and scream.

The crowd began to shout in a chaotic manner, and gradually became uniformly in a state of collective hypnosis.

A scene that is familiar to the Heavenly Master of Wenda arises spontaneously. Countless wills of faith. Born from the top of the heads of the people who were waving their arms and howling, they steamed out and floated towards the Wenda Heavenly Master.

This is the first time that the Great Celestial Master has been in modern time and space. With such an experience, I have collected such a large-scale incense wish. In the past, he preached on a small scale in modern time and space.

This kind of preaching was on the scale of nearly 20,000 people. The power of the incense that is generated. It is almost comparable to the scale of 40,000 or 50,000 people in the Northern Song Dynasty.

He could feel it, after the miracle had been unfolded. These beliefs in their own worship suddenly became extremely hot. One could even say fanaticism. It's like a volcanic eruption.

In an instant, he could feel that the distant time and space of the Northern Song Dynasty had a wonderful resonance. This feeling was so wonderful that Master Wen almost couldn't extricate himself.

Northern Song Dynasty time and space. The Great Celestial Master has been gone for a few months. It is winter and spring again, and even the frozen Jinming Pond in Kaifeng Mansion. The willows are beginning to sprout.

On the school ground, there were shouts of killing. Thousands of cavalry were practicing, and for a moment the sound of horses' hooves sounded like thunder, rolling up the loess dust on the ground for half a day. It makes people think it's a tornado.

"Good, good! He actually trained such a good soldier, the captain is really amazing!" Zhao Ji laughed and praised Wang Hou.

Wang Hou smiled modestly: "I have practiced these according to the art of war left by my father, and I don't have much credit!"

As he spoke, he saw the cavalry stop at the sound of gold. The rows of war horses are actually not chaotic, lined up in neat rows of twenty, looking black and pressed, all neat armor. It constitutes a kind of oppressive power like a mountain.

Although Zhao Ji doesn't know much about the art of war, he has seen a lot of drills. Naturally, I knew how difficult it was to train the cavalry to be as uniform as it was.

In the past, although the cavalry was extremely spectacular, it was absolutely impossible to send out such a dense and neat formation. It can even be said that after a few rounds of running, the previous cavalry became a mess, and there was no longer the slightest formation to speak of.

Although Zhao Ji didn't know which kind of combat effectiveness was the highest, he obviously thought that this kind of neat platoon was much better than the scattered cavalry.

Wang Hou showed a wry smile, in the Great Song Army, he was already the commander of the cavalry. I have fought with Western Xia for most of my life, and there are too many times when I have to use cavalry.

But he never dreamed that cavalry could be trained like this. Even when Master Wen proposed this method of training cavalry, he thought it was a fool's dream.

Of course, because of the consistent trust and support for the Heavenly Master of Wenda, the father. When Wang Hou was asked to train according to the training methods of modern cavalry that Wen Fei found from modern time and space, even many of his generals did not think so.

Especially Han Shizhong's house, he even shouted that this was nonsense. How can cavalry be trained in the same way as infantry?

In the original cavalry, the distance between the two horses was not three or five meters away. It's all about impact and speed, and you don't need any formation at all.

Some people divide the cavalry into classical cavalry and modern cavalry, the difference is that the classical cavalry does not strictly rely on dense formation charges, and the classical cavalry is often a unit with strong personal martial arts and discipline, which is a high-cost unit.

But after the advent of modern cavalry, for example, the cuirassiers of Napo were able to put an apple between the legs of the two cavalrymen without falling off when they marched, and the actual charge was carried out at this density.

The kind of cavalry that relied on personal martial arts and bravery has been in decline ever since.

The most famous example of this is the collision between the Turkish cavalry and the Russian cavalry. Turkey is a traditional military aristocracy, and cavalry can be seen as a very formal style of classical cavalry, with strong personal martial arts and discipline, which requires a relatively long period of training.

As a result, they are also good at martial arts. But the undisciplined Cossack cavalry was stronger and could often defeat the Cossacks, but it was no match for the regular Russian cavalry with a dense formation.

Although there is a clear advantage in this kind of battle on a small scale, when there are more than 10 people, or even dozens of people, they will be at a disadvantage, and when fighting, each scimitar will often touch several cavalry knives, and individual martial arts will not play a role at all.

This is basically the transplantation of the strict array of infantry to the cavalry with a loose nature, which is the most important reform of cavalry.

Regular cavalry did not rely on individual horsemanship and martial arts, was relatively low in cost, simpler in training, and was often used for breakthroughs and frontal combat. It is precisely what the Heavenly Master of Wenda felt that the only way for the cavalry of agricultural civilization to defeat those cavalry who grew on horseback by nature.

With such 100,000 cavalry, don't say that it is the Jurchen of Liao. Even if the Mongolian Iron Cavalry came out a hundred years earlier, it would not be in the eyes of Master Wen at all.

"Okay, Father Shang has come down from heaven to assist me. The same is true for Wang Taiwei," Zhao Ji laughed triumphantly.

Wang Hou shook his head with some apprehension and said, "Official, these cavalrymen have not yet been trained to reach home. I think it really has to be trained to what Father Shang said, if an apple is sandwiched between two cavalrymen and does not fall, I am afraid that there will be no one who will not be able to train for a year and a half. ”

Zhao Ji was a little dumbfounded: "What do you want to do so intensively?" But then he waved his hand and said, "Since it is what Father Shang said, there must be a reason for him." It's just that this Shang Father has returned, and seeing that this is already spring, don't delay the time to send troops!"

His heart is burning like fire now, and now the news of the Liao Kingdom is constantly coming. No one thought that such a powerful Liao State would really be defeated.

The Great Liao Kingdom, which had millions of iron horses and had been pressing on the neck of the Great Song Dynasty, was actually defeated by that small tribe with only a thousand people when it started its army, which was really a big surprise.

Miao Lei said: "Actually, it's not a big deal if you don't send troops this year." This kind of cavalry will take at least a year to train to be effective, and the most important thing is to train such cavalry, but the Hetao horses in the original Western Xia hometown are not enough. ”

"That's it, Father. Sending people to Huangzhou and other places to breed new horse breeds is not a one-time and one-place effort. If my Great Song can be like the Tang Dynasty, there are hundreds of thousands of warlike horses. It is as easy as a finger to wipe out the Liao Kingdom and the Jurchens!" Han Shizhong said.

As soon as the two of them spoke, the others had no scruples, and they picked out all kinds of reasons for the difficulty of sending troops, but none of them were willing to send troops.

Wang Hou's eyes flashed, and he knew in his heart that these cutting-edge generals in the army were all drawn by the Heavenly Master of Wenda. It's not that they are reluctant to send troops, but now that they see that Shang's father hasn't come back for several months, I'm afraid they're all a little anxious. I don't want to send troops under the command of others.

To put it bluntly, they all stood on Wen Fei's side. I'm afraid that someone else will have the military power. All kinds of excuses made now, although objectively they are all in existence, but if the Wenda Heavenly Master comes back, he will give an order. Make sure these guys are screaming and rushing to send troops first.

Zhao Ji is not a fool, how can he not understand this truth? It's just that his ambition has long been worn out.

He is not a young man with strong blood now, but an emperor who has exhausted too much energy in the gentle country and the art world.

Over the years, there has been a great master of Wenda. He can spend a lot of energy on a woman's belly and the paintbrush in his hand. The war in the imperial court, without him having to worry about it at all, has already wiped out the two countries in a row.

And now, the merits of the Human Emperor seem to be not far away, waiting for him to pick them. At this time, Zhao Ji already had too much dependence on Wenda Heavenly Master. I don't want to cause some other troubles at all. (To be continued......)