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Chapter 257 What is Yun Shu doing today?

The Battle of the Seven Rivers Bend was the dividing point between the Great Turn and the foreign strategy.

This complete massacre directly shattered the victorious military morale that Zhou had just gathered, making the soldiers of Zhou Dynasty always subconsciously fight timidly when facing foreign races.

But I can't blame these soldiers. If anyone had witnessed the devastating charge of the Vajra Cavalry, I believe they would have made the same choice.

The heavily armed Da Zhou heavy infantry was lifted high into the sky, and their bodies flew back dozens of meters. The blood and internal organs exploded in mid-air into a bloody mist, which sprinkled on everyone's face, and then gathered into a stream and flowed into the back. .

It was burning warmth, with the smell of rust coming from hell.

Although Fang Ganyi used his personal force to kill Tuoba Khan at the time, it was still useless to prevent the defeat of his own army.

After he returned to Youzhou City, he gathered his remaining soldiers, learned from the experience, and finally realized a cruel fact:

At that point in time, engaging in a wild encounter with a foreign race, no matter how large the numerical advantage Dazhou had, was seeking death.

At that time, it was in the wild era when destiny was recovering and reaching its peak, and the average cultivation level of soldiers was much higher than it is now.

Those [-] Vajra Cavalry have almost reached the terrifying cultivation level of Rank [-] for both men and horses, while the soldiers of the Great Zhou Dynasty at the same time can barely guarantee an average cultivation level of Rank [-].

In a battlefield of limited width, even if Fang Ganyi piles up more lives, it will be difficult to close the gap in cultivation that is like a chasm. On the contrary, one's own troops may collapse due to high casualty rate.

Fang Ganyi, the founding emperor of the Great Zhou Dynasty, understood this well. So he chose another path.

Use defense instead of attack, not giving up an inch of ground.

Relying on the Nine Towns Hub and the mountain and river barriers, the grand and majestic Changyuan Defense System rose from the ground. The hard iron stones from the handsome south of the Yangtze River and the powerful crossbows made by the master craftsmen of Middle-earth have firmly kept the foreign races outside the northern border of the Great Zhou Dynasty until now.

Fang Weihan came back from his silence.

He put his hands on the horse's back and turned over to dismount.

The horse was so tall that he even had to jump to keep himself from falling.

Fang Weihan frowned and looked at the horse's belly.

It was empty there, and there were no stirrups that he was familiar with.

When I usually ride a horse, I only have a saddle and no stirrups.

Tsk, I forgot... It seems like the stirrups haven't appeared yet?

I had received advanced Internet education and abuse in my previous life, so I naturally knew the importance of stirrups.

Before the invention of the stirrup, all riders' thighs hung empty on the horse's belly. The key to ensuring that they would not be thrown off the horse's back was the strength of their thighs.

In the violent jolts, they had to clamp the horse's back tightly with their thighs, lower their bodies at the same time, and grab the horse's mane with all their strength, otherwise they would fall under the horse's hooves and be trampled to pieces.

This is why the training requirements of cavalry are generally higher than those of infantry. Without strong physical support, it may not be easy to make horses run.

Because there was no support for their feet, the previous cavalrymen tried their best to lie as low as possible on their horses, which also greatly limited their ability to fight on horseback.

The only tactic they can perform is to hold their spears and rush forward at the same time, piercing the enemy's formation like sharp spines.

Actions such as slashing on horseback can only be done by the most skilled riders.

The emergence of stirrups provided a point of support for their feet, allowing them to control their horses without relying on the strength of their inner thighs.

From then on, the cavalry will be able to perform more complex attack movements, and the threshold for becoming a rider will be greatly reduced.

"There has never been an invention as simple as the stirrup, but with far-reaching impact..."

Fang Weihan murmured to himself.

But now, this great invention that pushed the cavalry to the throne of the king of war has not yet appeared.

Then the honor of inventing this thing... belongs to you.

Fang Weihan finally found an excuse to trick Tao Yan over.

This veteran general who has experienced hundreds of battles must be able to understand the huge value behind this thing.

Tao Yan can definitely be trusted... To a certain extent, his credibility with him is even higher than that of Fang Zun.

Fang Weihan believed that with Tao Yan's character, even if he showed this technology in front of him, he would not snatch it away arbitrarily.

In the end, it is likely to turn into a situation where you negotiate terms with him.

At that time, the initiative will be entirely in your own hands, whether to give it to him for free or to ask for some benefits from him.

Fang Weihan patted the horse next to him on the head and couldn't help laughing.

When Yinghuo fights, great things can be planned!

"You did a good job, take this reward."

Fang Weihan threw him a piece of silver and pointed at the horse he had just ridden.

"This horse must be well taken care of. I have taken a liking to it."

"Thank you, Your Highness! Don't worry, Your Highness, I guarantee that this horse will not lose a hair!"

The groom took the silver as if he had found a treasure, patted his chest and promised.

"Ah."

Fang Weihan walked out of the stable, feeling very good.

The plan has been perfected one more step. Next, all he needs to do is get rid of the eye staring at him, and then everything will be fine.

He found Xiao Fuwei where he was just now.

Groups of Xuan Zhongwei walked around the vast countryside in small groups, seemingly surveying the terrain.

"Uncle Xiao, how's the investigation going? Is it to your liking?"

Fang Weihan stepped forward and asked.

"This is a river bend and tidal flat, with water on both sides. It is an excellent ambush location."

Xiao Fuwei nodded slightly, his black cloak rustling in the hot summer wind.

“The location was chosen well.”

Naturally, spiritual pressure exists in mountains and rivers, and the combat power of practitioners in famous mountains and rivers will be extremely suppressed. Therefore, practitioners will not easily get involved in these places.

The city walls of Changming City are made of old stones from famous mountains in the world, and are extremely immune to all kinds of spiritual attacks.

And the Ming River that passes through the city is naturally a river with a name, and it also has spiritual pressure.

If the person chasing him jumped into the fast-flowing Ming River, he would undoubtedly jump into a place of death, but he would not do so if he still had any sense of survival.

But Fang Weihan's face stiffened slightly when he heard Xiao Fuwei's praise.

He didn't worry so much when choosing his position.

The main reason is... the Guangling Prince's property outside the city only has this Zhuangzi. If he doesn't find someone to ambush here, he will have to invite Tao Yan to have dinner on the official road.

Although the old general was informal, he still wanted to face himself.

"When will we return to Changming?"

Fang Weihan smiled wryly.

"After all... without the protection of my second uncle, I would not dare to go back."

What he said was very high-sounding and confident.

Xiao Fuwei glanced at him.

"His Royal Highness Prince Guangling, are you sometimes afraid?"

Fang Weihan: "..."

So what does this sentence mean?

Is he kidding himself again?

Fang Weihan felt like crying but had no tears.

He really couldn't figure out what Xiao Fuwei's way of speaking was.

"There is no time in the world when people are not afraid... Fear is the inevitable result in a certain period of time, but I will change it in a shorter time."

Fang Weihan said with his hands raised, neither humble nor arrogant.

He carefully selected the most flawless answer. There should finally be nothing wrong with this sentence, right?

But Xiao Fuwei's reaction was beyond his expectation.

Fang Weihan looked at the cold-faced Lord Shura and curled his lips again, seeming a little unhappy.

He seemed to...sigh?

Fang Weihan is not sure.     “Let’s go.”

Xiao Fuwei waved his hand, regained his usual paralyzed look, and took the lead in walking towards the main road outside the village.

Fang Weihan had no choice but to follow him with Fat Bird.

"Ow."

Yu Mo yelled lazily, changed her position, and lay on top of Fang Weihan's head, looking a little funny.

Fang Weihan didn't dare to touch it yet.

This thing is a phoenix. Who knows if touching it will cause any side effects.

In this way, Fang Weihan returned to Changming City under the protection of Xuan Zhongwei.

It was already afternoon. After having a quick meal at a stall, it was already evening time.

"Sigh... I didn't do anything today, why did it just pass by again?"

Fang Weihan sighed.

"How come? I feel like you had a very fulfilling day today."

Yun Shu, whom he hadn't seen for a day, suddenly said.

Fang Weihan: "?"

"You haven't spoken much all day today, why do you suddenly show up now?"

Fang Weihan was a little worried while asking.

Could it be that Yun Shu consumed too much energy and slept all day?

"What did you do today? Report to me."

Hearing this, Yun Shu was instantly unhappy.

"What did you say! Why do I need to report to you?"

The girl in the blue skirt slowly formed her figure beside Fang Weihan, stretched out her little feet wrapped in white silk and kicked him.

"Master Linyuan Pavilion is a junior here, who are you?"

Yun Shu crossed his arms and stared at him angrily.

As if she found this demeanor of a lost sacred weapon, she silently levitated for a while, keeping her sight level with Fang Weihan's eyes.

"So what did you do today?"

Fang Weihan asked again.

This time his expression was serious, with a hint of concern in it.

Yun Shu's original aggressive aura instantly weakened a bit.

The words that the arrogant Sacred Art Lady is least good at dealing with are this kind of open concern.

It's like the feeling that a person who is used to drinking ice water feels when he drinks sweet and soft hot coffee for the first time. He is obviously not used to it, but he is still reluctant to leave; even though it is boiling hot, he still wants to get close to it with a sip.

"It's time to go to sleep, what else can you do..."

Yun Shu said with some guilt.

The girl did not look at Fang Weihan, but moved her eyes away as if nothing had happened, as if admiring the scenery behind him.

Fang Weihan narrowed his eyes and stared at her silently.

"There are... dark circles around your eyes."

he said in a low voice.

"what?!"

Yun Shu hurriedly conjured up a small mirror and hurriedly looked into his own eyes.

"It's impossible... isn't this my artificial body? How can there be such a thing as dark circles under my eyes?"

After a brief moment of panic, the girl immediately discovered something was wrong.

Sure enough, when she raised her head, she saw Fang Weihan's expression that looked like a smile but not a smile.

"Rainbow, it's not right that you have such a big reaction... What's going on?"

Fang Weihan stared at her.

"You must not be sleeping today...tell me, what on earth did you go to do?"

Yun Shu froze, his big eyes met Fang Weihan's, and his cute baby face was a little at a loss.

It's over, it's been discovered.

"I……"

She opened her mouth and was speechless for a moment, but no words came out.

Fang Weihan looked at her quietly and said nothing.

Fang Weihan really didn't know what Yun Shu was doing today, but he had a vague guess.

Yun Shu's hesitant appearance confirmed Fang Weihan's suspicion from the side.

Is she...like she did before, using up her life force to predict the future?

Yun Shu once said that his encounter with her was due to the power of fate and cause and effect, and he chose the one he and she were destined to meet among countless possible future directions.

In order to make this prophecy, her best friend sacrificed his life, and she herself lost all power and was forced into a complete sleep for five hundred years.

Yun Shu's current state of lethargy, in Fang Weihan's opinion, is very similar to the sign before falling asleep.

Did she want to...do the last thing she could do before her life completely disappeared?

Fang Weihan wanted to ask her whether it was worth doing all this, and whether it was worth sacrificing his own life to gain a possible survival outcome for this world.

But he didn't say it in the end.

He cannot dictate the lives of people whose behavior is far more valuable than his own.

If Fang Weihan could put himself in Yun Shu's shoes and transfer everything he experienced to himself.

I sacrificed the lives of my relatives and friends, sacrificed my own destiny, and sacrificed endless loneliness, but still got no recompense...

Fang Weihan asked himself and finally came to the conclusion:

He can't.

If saving the world requires paying this kind of price, then let's just let the world be completely destroyed.

Fang Weihan cannot force Yun Shu to follow his own values, but he can rely on his own behavior to change Yun Shu's life.

She wanted to die, so I wanted her to live.

Yun Shu's expression will be very interesting when the time comes.

Fang Weihan thought silently.

He succeeded in moving himself.

"Okay, okay... don't show it to me with a dead face, I'll just tell you..."

Yun Shu really couldn't stand Fang Weihan's current behavior.

She felt a little blocked in her heart, and a thorny irritation surged up for no reason, and she simply broke the jar.

"Isn't it just... I watched a series in your memory... I was so fascinated by it that I accidentally forgot the time..."

Yun Shuchao whispered softly.

Seeing that Fang Weihan had no reaction, she poked Fang Weihan's waist with a slender finger.

"Why don't you speak? Are you cold-blooded and violent to me..."

Fang Weihan: "..."

He looked at Yun Shu, he wanted to say something but stopped talking, he stopped talking but wanted to, he really didn't know what to say.

(End of this chapter)