My brother Ying Zheng, who dares to kill me?

"Gaoqiao Saddle?" Ying Zheng chewed on the name, looking at the thing tied to the horse's back thoughtfully: "My brother, do you mean, this is a saddle?"

"It is named Gaoqiao Saddle because it is extremely high compared to the saddles of today and looks like an upside-down bridge?"

There are generally two types of saddles in the world today. The low-ranking cavalry sews multiple layers of linen together to form a butt pad, and then ties the butt pad to the horse's back with a belly band to form a saddle.

The high-ranking cavalry uses various animal leathers to make exquisite, luxurious and comfortable butt pads, which may be decorated with hooks to temporarily place weapon quivers, and then use belly bands to tie the butt pad to the horse's back to form a saddle.

Yes, the saddle in the world today is just a butt pad. Although the style and shape are different from the butt pads commonly used in later generations, their main function is to prevent the knight from being hit on the butt by the spine of the warhorse!

Although the Gaoqiao saddle in front of Ying Zheng was also covered with a layer of pig skin, just by looking at the high raised front and back sides, Ying Zheng was certain that there must be a large and solid wooden structure under the pig skin.

Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengjiao seriously and asked, "Everyone knows that the heavier the load a warhorse carries, the less durable it will be."

"Therefore, our Great Qin army has always prohibited warhorses from carrying loads and can only carry knights."

"Although my brother has not weighed it personally, I know that this high-bridge saddle must be heavy."

"If the warhorse is always carrying this high-bridge saddle, the warhorse will need to carry dozens of kilograms of heavy objects for a long time, and its physical strength must be inferior to that of a horse carrying an ordinary saddle."

"If you want to accumulate horsepower, this saddle must be carried by a Chang'an carriage on weekdays, adding pressure to logistics."

"If you suddenly encounter an enemy, the time to equip this high-bridge saddle may delay the opportunity to fight!"

"Where is the benefit of this thing?"

The old lady can carry an ordinary saddle everywhere, and it is even lighter for the warhorse. There is no need to take it off or transport it. The warhorse can just carry it all the time.

But just by visual estimation, Ying Zheng knew that this Gaoqiao saddle weighed at least 20 (Qin) jin.

Is it called accumulating horsepower to let the warhorse carry such a heavy object all the time? That's called wasting horsepower!

But if the warhorse is not allowed to carry such a heavy object in peacetime, it may miss the opportunity to equip it when the war is about to start.

At a glance, Ying Zheng saw many shortcomings of this Gaoqiao saddle, and then...

Ying Zheng was even more looking forward to it!

What huge advantages does this Gaoqiao saddle have that can make the prince ignore so many of its disadvantages!

Facing Ying Zheng's expectant eyes, Ying Chengjiao did not explain, but looked at Ying Zheng with a smile and said: "Brother, you will know after trying it."

Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh??"

"Then I will try it myself!"

As he spoke, Ying Zheng walked to the left side of the warhorse, ready to put his hands on the horse's back to get on the horse.

But as soon as Ying Zheng put his hands on the horse's back, he found an iron object under the saddle.

With a slight change of mind, Ying Zheng did not directly climb onto the horse's back as he had done in the past. Instead, he supported the saddle on the horse's back with one hand, stepped on the iron object with one foot, and tried it with a little force.

Hey! This thing is much more useful than a meat stool!

Ying Chengjiao reminded him: "This is a stirrup."

"It takes longer to climb onto the horse with a stirrup than to climb onto the horse, and the warhorse may move during this time."

"Brother, you can hold the high bridge with one hand and step on the stirrup with one foot, which is more convenient."

Ying Zheng followed Ying Chengjiao's instructions, grabbed the front bridge of the saddle with his left hand, stepped into the stirrup with his left foot, and with a slight force on his waist core, he jumped up and easily climbed onto the horse's back.

When he got on the horse, Ying Zheng's shocked eyes were still looking down at the stirrup under his feet: "This thing! This thing!"

"It is really a knight's magic item!"

Ying Chengjiao chuckled: "Is it so magical?"

"Brother, take it!"

While speaking, Ying Chengjiao took out a short bow from the box, and then took out a quiver full of arrows, and threw them at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng immediately retracted his thoughts, stretched out his hands and grabbed the short bow and quiver in his hands, and put them on his back easily.

Then Ying Chengjiao made way, raised his right hand, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "I haven't practiced for many years, I don't know how good your martial arts are, are you still used to riding a horse?"

Ying Zheng smiled and pointed at Ying Chengjiao with his fingers: "Don't underestimate me!"

While speaking, Ying Zheng lightly clamped his legs around the horse's belly.

The four hooves stepped slowly and the horse's body swayed slightly, but Ying Zheng's face had changed, and he looked at the high bridge saddle under him with horror.

Perhaps he could not believe his own guess, and despite the fact that he was not yet fully familiar with the harness, Ying Zheng shouted: "Go~"

The horse did not dare to hesitate, and immediately stepped forward and accelerated.

On the horse's back, Ying Zheng's face became more and more solemn, and he murmured softly: "The fierce horse is running wildly, but I don't feel my body shaking?"

"Is this the reason why my brother wants to use this thing even though he knows the great disadvantages of this thing!"

The warhorse is not moving at a constant speed, but moving forward with a slight pause.

The knight on the horse's back is like standing on the roof of a truck that is moving at high speed, turning frequently, and passing over speed bumps. If he is not careful, he may fall off the horse.

At that time, there is only one word waiting for the knight-death!

The knight must use his legs to clamp the horse's belly tightly and stabilize his body to avoid such a tragedy.

But, it is only a possibility. Once the warhorse stops suddenly, or the knight himself encounters external force, the knight may still be thrown off the horse.

More importantly, it takes a lot of strength to clamp the horse's body with both legs. After riding for a while, the knight's legs will be tired, cramped, or even bloody!

This directly led to the fact that the long-distance cavalry raid tactics of this era were unique to nomadic tribes or the elite of China.

But now, what did Ying Zheng feel? !

With a ruthless heart, Ying Zheng grabbed the reins with one hand and the high bridge with the other, and relaxed his legs slightly, relaxed, and relaxed again until they were completely off the horse!

Ying Zheng: (°Д°)

Ying Zheng's eyes widened, and his pupils were full of shock: "With this thing, the knight does not need to clamp the horse's body with his legs to control himself?!"

"If so, the knight's legs do not need to exert force all the time during the long-distance raid. The time and distance of the knight's raid will no longer depend on the knight himself, but on the horse under the knight's crotch!"

What does this mean?

As long as this Gaoqiao saddle is equipped on a large scale in the army, the tactics of long-distance knights in the future will no longer be a special tactic that can only be adopted by a small group of elites, but a conventional tactic that can be jointly implemented by the knights of the entire army.

Even if Ying Zheng can only be regarded as an understanding of the way of war but not a mastery, Ying Zheng can still perceive the strategic significance of the change!

Suddenly, a loud shout came into Ying Zheng's ears with the wind: "Brother, don't let your feet go empty, step on the stirrups firmly!"

Ying Zheng came back to his senses and immediately stepped his feet into the stirrups as Ying Chengjiao said.

Ying Chengjiao shouted again when he saw this: "Stand up!"

Ying Zheng laughed: "Stand up?"

"How can a person stand up again when he is on a horse?"

How can a person stand up when he is on a horse, not on the ground?

Even the cavalrymen who can fight hand-to-hand and charge on horseback cannot stand up!

Thinking of this, Ying Zheng stood up.

Ying Zheng: [_?]

He looked down at the distance between his lower body and the horse's back.

He looked sideways at his feet firmly planted in the stirrups.

Ying Zheng: 0ДQ

Ying Zheng cried out in shock: "I really stood up?!"

How is that possible?

How is that possible!

The fact that a person can stand up on a horse is beyond Ying Zheng's cognition and imagination!

But Ying Chengjiao did not give Ying Zheng a chance to express his shock, and asked loudly: "Brother, can you still hold the sword?!"

Ying Zheng was forcibly pulled out of his shock by Ying Chengjiao's shout, and when he turned around, he saw Ying Chengjiao holding up his sword and standing in place.

The shock in Ying Zheng's heart became stronger: "Brother, are you going to fight me in close combat?"

Ying Chengjiao spread his legs slightly to stabilize his lower body, and smiled and nodded at Ying Zheng.

Ying Zheng pursed his lips, pulled the reins and turned back, and at the same time drew the sword from his waist.

A series of shocks made Ying Zheng unable to think carefully.

But his long-standing subconsciousness drove Ying Zheng to warn loudly: "If you fall off the horse, your life will depend on me!"

Ying Chengjiao laughed loudly: "If you don't want to fall off the horse, you should step on the stirrup firmly!"

"Remember, toes up, heels down, don't step too deep!"

When the shout fell, the two long swords had already collided!

"Dang~~~"

The sound of metal clashing exploded, broken copper pieces flew, and all the ministers, guards, eunuchs, eunuchs and family soldiers were all nervous, and they tightly grasped the weapons in their hands, but they did not dare to move at all under the strict order.

At the core of the Royal Garden, Ying Zheng's wrist ached, but he had no time to pay attention to the discomfort of his wrist. Instead, he stared at the gap of his sword and murmured in shock: "I have taken on such a huge force that the sword blade was damaged, but I still didn't fall off the horse?!"

Ying Zheng could feel that Ying Chengjiao's wrist softened at the last moment and he lost his strength.

But even so, the power of Ying Chengjiao's sword just now was not something that ordinary people could withstand.

More importantly, Ying Zheng was riding on a horse!

Withstanding such a huge force, Ying Zheng fell off the horse, and even the shaking of his body was restricted in the high-bridge saddle!

I am so brave! ! !

No, it's not that I suddenly became brave.

It's that the high-bridge saddle and stirrup developed by my brother are too terrifying!

Ying Chengjiao's voice sounded like heavenly music behind Ying Zheng again: "Brother, take the bow!"

This time, Ying Zheng simply gave up thinking and took out the short bow behind him, and also pulled out an arrow.

Seeing this, Ying Chengjiao suddenly exerted force with both arms, threw the wooden box into the sky, and shouted: "Turn around and shoot!"

Ying Zheng pulled the bow and turned left according to muscle memory, but found that the wooden box was right behind him!

Ying Zheng immediately gave orders to the horse under his crotch with his legs, asking it to turn left to let the wooden box enter the range of Ying Zheng's bow and arrow.

However, Ying Chengjiao shouted again: "Half stand up! Turn your hips! Shoot!"

Ying Zheng heard that and no longer waited for the warhorse, but as Ying Chengjiao said, he stepped firmly on the stirrups with both feet, supported himself to stand up half squatting, and at the same time turned his hips to the left as much as possible, and his upper body turned along with the trend, and the wooden box appeared right in front of the arrow!

Ying Zheng did not hesitate at all and released the bowstring in an instant.

"Dong~~~"

With a muffled sound, the wooden box fell to the ground under the action of gravity.

Looking back at the arrow firmly inserted into the side of the wooden box, Ying Zheng's pupils slightly dilated: "It can be shot at such a position!"

"Am I dreaming?"

First, he experienced a brainstorming session for ten hours, then galloped on horseback to consume his physical strength, and then encountered so many, so big, and so beyond the limits of imagination. Shock.

Ying Zheng’s brain is about to go on strike!