My Red Mansion Career

Chapter 16
"Let me join the army?"

Jia Yu has been standing there for more than ten minutes, and this idea has been running through his mind more than ten times.

To be honest, he had never had this idea before.

As a soldier, he knew that this was not an easy profession. He had served in Western Xinjiang for several years before crossing over, and he knew the dangers involved.

He had a close brush with death several times, and several of his comrades were laid to rest on that land forever.

Now that I have resurrected my life, I still have the golden finger of the World Expo Center in my hand. Is it necessary to risk my life again?

Thinking of this, Jia Yu looked at the sun in the distance and couldn't help but feel crazy...

Feng Tang returned to General Shenwu's Mansion after taking off duty. Not long after he sat down, his disciples came to report that a young man named Jia Yu came to visit.

Not long after, Feng Tang met him in the study outside.

"Nephew Jia Xian, have you made up your mind?" Feng Tang asked playfully, looking at Jia Yu who had changed into a light blue gown and a square hat.

"Think about it!"

Jia Yu nodded and said seriously: "I don't want to live a mediocre life anymore. Life only lasts for a few decades.

You have to leave something in this world, otherwise this life will be boring. "

"Hahaha……"

Feng Tang burst out laughing.

"As expected of the descendants of Duke Dai Shan and Duke Dai Hua, they are stubborn at heart!"

Jia Yu touched her nose and said with some embarrassment: "Sir, I dare to interrupt. I am from the twelfth room of the Jia family in Jinling. I am not directly related to Rong Guo Gong and Ning Guo Gong."

"it's the same."

Feng Tang waved his hand, "You are all surnamed Jia, and you all have the same ancestors. This is definitely true."

"That's true, but...well...you can say whatever you like."

Jia Yu didn't want to argue with Feng Tang on this issue, so she could only acquiesce.

Feng Tang added: "Since you want to join the army and join my staff, I will take a good test now. You don't mind, right?"

"That's as it should be!"

Jia Yu didn't mind.

"I'm asking you, are you good at martial arts?"

"Know a thing or two."

"Have you ever learned the art of war?"

"Never used to it."

This is not because Jia Yu is modest. Although he served as a soldier for five or six years in later generations, it is simply overthinking if you want to use the experience of later generations to command the ancient army.

The difference between the army in the cold weapon era and the modern army is huge.

For example, the way troops marched, supplied materials, and conveyed orders in the cold weapon era was completely different from modern times.

Modern commanders can give orders to the officers below with a walkie-talkie, and a tablet can command troops hundreds or thousands of kilometers away. Is this possible in the era of cold weapons?

Just take the most basic two sides fighting in formation. Do you know how to distribute the infantry together?How to command the cavalry and how to protect the flanks of the troops and the safety of their food and fodder?
The knowledge here is so great. If you really think that after reading a few military books, you can command thousands of troops to attack and be invincible... Haha... Zhao Kuo is a lesson learned from the past.

Feng Tang took Jia Yu to a martial arts arena covering an area of ​​​​600 meters in the backyard, with various weapons placed in the surrounding frames.

"Nephew Jia Xian, what kind of weapons are you used to using? I usually have them here."

Jia Yu didn't say anything, walked to a weapons rack on the right and took down a ring-head knife.Seeing Jia Yu choosing this weapon and using it with one hand, Feng Tang, who had been watching, couldn't help but raise his eyebrows as he looked at my effortless look.

This ring-headed sword is three feet, seven inches and eight minutes long, has a thick back and weighs 22 kilograms, making it a heavy weapon.

To be honest, it would be difficult for an average person to even lift a weapon like this and swing it twice, let alone fight with it.

Even for Feng Tang himself, this knife was usually used to gain strength. If he really used it on the battlefield, he would probably exhaust all his strength in just three or five swings.

Jia Yu's right hand was seen holding the ring-shou knife flat along the shoulder and arm. His eyes first slowly moved from the shoulder to the tip of the knife, then he jumped, turned around, and slashed Huashan with all his strength, and then turned back and tilted his head.

For a moment, the cold light flashed, accompanied by bursts of sound breaking through the air, and the ring-shou knife emitted bursts of cold light as Jia Yu danced.

Through the light of the sword, Feng Tang discovered that Jia Yu's moves with the Huanshou Sword were extremely concise and ruthless.

This should be an extremely mature sword technique in the military, but why he has never seen it before is very interesting.

Jia Yu's sword skills are very long to talk about, but in fact they only last about 2 minutes.

When Jia Yu put away the sword, Feng Tang couldn't help but ask: "My dear nephew, your sword technique is simple and ruthless. It can be said that it is deadly. It is clearly a sword technique in our army, but why have I never seen it before?"

Jia Yu shook her head: "This sword technique was left behind by our ancestors. As for why it is not popular among the military, I don't know."

Feng Tang just asked casually. There are so many sword techniques in this world, how can you see them all?

And Jia Yu could only answer like this. He couldn't say that this was the "Eight Breaking Swords" written by Ma Fengtu, a famous martial arts master in Cangzhou, for the Northwest Army hundreds of years later. It was a sword technique specifically used to chop off the heads of little devils.

However, after learning this sword technique, Jia Yu did not chop off the little devil's head, but Jia Yu, the curry soldier, did chop off several heads.

As for why machine guns and cannons were not used, but cold weapons were used, well... I understand.

After seeing Jia Yu's sword skills, Feng Tang greatly appreciated his natural power and sword skills.

After thinking for a while, he said: "My dear nephew, thanks to your majesty's love, I am now serving as the chief military officer in the Selected Front Battalion.

The Xuanfeng Camp is one of the eight battalions of the Beijing Camp, stationed thirty miles west of Shenjing. After you enter the Beijing Camp, you have to stay in the military camp permanently. You are not allowed to leave the camp without military orders. Do you understand? "

"Don't worry, sir, I understand my humble position!"

Jia Yu entered the state quickly and immediately bowed to Feng Tang.

"Not bad……"

Seeing Jia Yu being so successful, Feng Tang stroked his beard with satisfaction. After all, who doesn't want his subordinates to know how to advance and retreat in a sensible manner.

"Dad...the baby is back."

At this moment, a young voice came from outside the study.

Soon, a tall young man wearing a black gauze sable hat rushed into the study room in a hurry.

But as soon as he entered the study, he froze when he saw Jia Yu sitting with Feng Tang, then stood up immediately and said something sarcastic.

"Hey...Father, there are still guests here."

"You bastard!"

Feng Tang shook his head helplessly: "What are you doing standing still? Why don't you hurry up and see Brother Jia Shi?"

After hearing this, Feng Ziying quickly straightened her figure, cupped her hands to Jia Yu and said, "Feng Ziying has met Brother Jia Shi."

Jia Yu did not dare to neglect and stood up: "Jia Yu, my younger brother, has met Brother Feng."

After both parties sat down, Feng Ziying stared at Jia Yu and asked curiously: "Brother Jia Shi, which one of Ning Rong's two houses are you?
Normally I should have met all the outstanding disciples in Ning Rong's second house, but why have I never met Brother Jia? "

(End of this chapter)