Ji Han Grand Commander

Chapter 8 8. Return to the City
At night, there was a sudden loud shouting and screaming in the camp of Feng Xi's troops, and it seemed that countless soldiers and horses were rushing into the tent.

The soldiers of Wang Jiqu's army did not panic at all. They immediately stood up calmly, put on the leather armor beside them, picked up the wooden weapons beside them, and slowly tried to gather together in units of five or ten.

Although the enemies in black had rushed into the camp and were shouting loudly, Wang Jiqu's troops did not panic at all and treated it calmly as if they were dealing with a fully armed encounter.

Led by the sergeants and squad leaders, the soldiers gradually divided and surrounded the few bandits who attacked the camp, and finally trapped them in an open space in the camp.

"Well done, your performance in this emergency drill was very good."

Feng Xi, Zhang Nan and two other Qu Changs who had been watching also came down from the slope that was specially used as an observation point.

This earthen slope was built by Feng Xi in imitation of the old Guandu incident. It has no other purpose except that it provides an excellent view from above during temporary exercises or training, allowing one to observe the situation below.

After more than ten days of organized training during the day and occasional surprise attacks at night, the 3,000 men under his command were well-trained, if not experts in night combat.

At first the soldiers were a little panicked, but gradually they remembered their daily training. When faced with such a crisis, they would first gather in units of five or ten, then form a formation and then meet up with other similar units to form a new formation.

Not only did Feng Xi order his soldiers to launch surprise attacks at night, he would even order them to launch raids during the day when they were eating. Zhang Nan was quite dissatisfied with this, but Feng Xi just rolled his eyes at him.

"Why, you made an agreement with the enemy general not to fight during meals? Which Spring and Autumn Period or Warring States Period tomb did you dig this out from?"

Zhang Nan was speechless for a while, but when he thought about it carefully, it made sense. Besides, Feng Xi was nominally his superior, so he had no choice but to obey his orders.

"Come to think of it, I haven't beaten you up in a while, how about we practice a little?"

Feng Xi couldn't say that he had mastered the Yang family spear by heart over the past ten days, but he had just gotten a glimpse of the basics, so he was itching to play with it. Just like a child who wanted to play with a toy, Feng Xi was eager to find someone to practice with.

It just so happened that his buddy Zhang Nan also used a spear in his memory, and his martial arts seemed to be even better than Feng Xi. In the past, when he competed with him, he lost more than he won.

"Oh? I can't say anything about military command and deployment, but do you want to learn martial arts? I'm always here to accompany you. Do you want to fight on foot or on horseback?"

Sure enough, when Zhang Nan heard the PK application sent by Feng Xi, he felt itchy. He was a little overwhelmed by Feng Xi's new ideas these days, and Zhang Nan wanted to vent his anger on Feng Xi. Who would have thought that Feng Xi would deliver a pillow to his door when he was sleepy.

The soldiers, who were resting after their meal, saw that their superiors were going to compete in martial arts, and they immediately formed a human wall at the edge of the training ground and started to make a fuss.

"My fellow brothers, watch out! Today I will vent your anger and give General Feng a good beating!"

"Kougua! General Zhang, we respect your mouth and teeth!"

The soldiers shouted meaningless words to cheer for Zhang Nan, but they saw Feng Xi coming to the parade ground and pulling out a spear from his arsenal.

"Hmm? Xiu Yuan, why did you use a gun today? Are you not going to let me see the power of your Feng family's nine-way swordsmanship?"

Zhang Nan's words were also a diversion. The Feng family's inherited swordsmanship was originally eighteen-stroke swordsmanship, but because Feng Xi's father died early, only nine strokes were passed down to Feng Xi, and the remaining nine strokes were missing, so Zhang Nan jokingly called it the nine-stroke swordsmanship.

"Haha, Wenjin, don't cry when you get knocked down and sit on the ground. Don't you think you are a hero with a gun? Today I will use the weapon you think you are proud of to defeat you."

The two of them were trash-talking before the battle, which was also a way to weaken the other party's spirit. Once one side was at a disadvantage in words, their morale would inevitably be lowered. "Then let me see your marksmanship, General Feng!"

After Zhang Nan finished speaking, he took a step forward, and his spear shot out like a dragon, and he used the move of a spirit snake exploring a hole to go straight to Feng Xi's face.

Feng Xi lightly flicked the tip of his spear, pushing Zhang Nan's sharp edge aside. Without stopping, he turned sideways and used the move of Chasing the Clouds and Stepping on the Moon. The spear, which originally seemed to be outdated, was injected with new vitality and stabbed back along Feng Xi's arm towards Zhang Nan's abdomen.

"Hiss...what a tricky shooting technique."

Zhang Nan did not dare to be careless. He let go of the gun handle with his left hand, shook his right wrist, and then took over the gun handle with his left hand. He used the rebound force of the spear and the strength of his left hand to deflect Feng Xi's tricky shot.

The moment Feng Xi saw the spear bounce off, he immediately retracted his left hand, and gripped the spear handle with both hands, swinging the spear sideways with great force as if it were a stick.

Zhang Nan had never seen such a way of using a spear before. He had already used up all his strength in the previous blocking and had no way to exert any more strength. Feng Xi swung his spear like a big stick, and the handle of the spear hit Zhang Nan straight, knocking him to the ground.

"Ahem...what kind of shooting skills are you using..."

Zhang Nan was speechless after being hit by Feng Xi's unconventional shooting skills.

"Want to learn? This is called the Defeat Spear Style, which is a spear technique combined with the copper stick moves."

This move is not really the Yang Family Spear technique, but the Yue Family Spear technique. Yue Fei had used this move before, and his opponent was caught off guard just like Zhang Nan.

"Quack! General Feng is mighty!"

The soldiers continued to cheer. They didn't care who won or lost. They just had fun watching the game and cheered for whoever won.

"Wenjin, please help with the afternoon drill. I have something important to go back to the city for."

When the two returned to the central army tent, Feng Xi changed back into his regular clothes and informed Zhang Nan. Zhang Nan knew that his friend seemed to have gained some new ideas since the last fall, so he nodded and said it was okay.

Feng Xi rode on his black-haired horse "Yanyun" and galloped directly into the city.

Feng Xi went there for no other reason, but he was still a little worried about Ji Han's current logistics. In addition to training in the past ten days, he also took time to paint on a roll of sheepskin with a brush every day.

As a child born in the countryside, Feng Tunan in his previous life had some knowledge of farm tools. Therefore, when he traveled between Chengdu and the military camp, he saw that the farm tools used in the fields were still extremely simple straight-beam plows, which not only consumed oxen and manpower, but also had poor results.

Relying on his photographic memory, which seemed to be acquired after traveling through time, for some unknown reason, he dug out the blueprint of the curved plow from the depths of his memory. Along with it, he also brought out some common precautions that seemed to be common sense in modern times but were a dimensionality reduction attack in ancient times.

For example, turning the soil in winter to dig out insect eggs and freeze them to death, thus preventing insect disasters next year; weeding and fertilizing to ensure soil fertility; raising chickens, ducks and other creatures appropriately, so that they can prey on pests and indirectly fertilize the soil, while also producing meat and eggs, etc.

Feng Xi spent several days sorting out these measures. Since the training had just started, he had to keep an eye on it and could not leave, so he only had some free time today.

He needs to send these measures to the pillar in charge of Ji Han's logistics.

(End of this chapter)