Three Kingdoms

  Chapter 361 Getting poorer is a problem

"Mr. Fei, the gun is there. You don't need to keep looking at it. The more you look at the head of the gun, the worse you will be at practicing." Although Ma Yan is still quite respectful to Fei Qian on weekdays, but when he should be serious Even after time, there is still no ambiguity at all.

  Huang Cheng uses a knife and knows a little bit about marksmanship, but if he compares it with Ma Yan, who uses a gun, there is indeed some gap.

  As the saying goes, the gun is a lifetime of guns, and it is not easy to practice a gun well.

  The marksmanship of a real individual on the battlefield with a gun and when confronting small soldiers are two completely different concepts, and these are two completely different systems.

  Pikemen have always been the choice of the vast majority of people. Just like when Fei Qian recruited soldiers, the number of pikemen was the largest. No one else, because the pikemen had the lowest requirements for equipment.

  One iron point, one iron nail, and one wooden handle, it is a pikeman. Feiqian is not bad, all the soldiers are equipped with armor, and when most people recruit pikemen, they are basically not equipped with armor, to save money.

  If the body is still strong, able to hold a shield, and has enough courage, then you can serve as a sword and shield soldier, wearing armor and carrying a sword and shield, as a brave fighter on the melee front.

  Those without night blindness, without myopia, and with fair arm strength can be trained as archers or crossbowmen.

   Only those who are well-proportioned, neither tall nor short, neither fat nor thin, agile and flexible, will be selected as cavalry reserve personnel for cavalry-related training.

  So in a sense, pikemen are the lowest and cheapest.

  It is easy to train a spearman well, but it is not easy to train a spearman well.

  Fei Qian has practiced gunshot for almost a year, but in Mayan's eyes, it is nothing at all.

  Because that is too rough, according to Ma Yan’s original words, no matter how familiar he is, he is still a proficient spearman, not a person with a gun, let alone the word “knowledge”.

  Although Ma Yan is also taking the aggressive route, it does not prevent him from giving some guidance to Fei Qian. The Majia gun is back to rigidity, but there are also some small changes in the subtleties.

   "Wen Yuan is the same. There is nothing wrong with teaching this Zhongping formula, but he didn't tell you some of the changes, so it doesn't take much thought..." Ma Yan said.

   "Brother Chengyuan recognizes Wenyuan?" Fei Qian was a little surprised.

  Ma Yan nodded and said: "When Wenyuan traveled to the North, he saw..."

   Just "seen"?

   Haven't played against each other, have you learned from each other?

  Fei Qian doesn't quite believe it, but he can probably guess this matter, but he doesn't know who wins and who loses, or whether he wins or loses?

   "By the way, brother Chengyuan, do you know that there is a child with the surname of marksman near Changshan in Beidi?"

"Tong's surname? Chang Shan?" Ma Yan was at a loss, "Where did you hear about it? I have been in the Northland for many years, and I have never heard of anyone with the surname Tong...Chang Shan is a good gun used by a family, but the surname is Zhao. , not Tong... By the way, the Zhao family's gun is quite suitable for the envoy to practice..."

   There is no Tong surname marksmanship everyone? !

   There is no need for Ma Yan to lie, that is to say, there is really no one like Tong Yuan in Beidi, so where is Tong Yuan?

   Or, to take it a step further, could there be no such character as Tong Yuan at all?

  But if there is no Tong Yuan, where does Zhao Yun's marksmanship come from?

  Hundred birds facing the phoenix spear!

  Seven Snake Guns!

  The next thing is, is there any relationship between Zhao Yun and Zhang Xiu?

   This is really a mess, which made Fei Qian feel a little confused...

   "Mr. Fei, you should regard yourself as writing with a pen. The tip of the gun is the tip of the pen. You need to practice until you are able to use it as easily as your arm, and you can do whatever you want. Once you are familiar with the habits of the gun, you can practice other things. Okay, let's take a rest..."

Fei Qian took a deep breath, and wanted to use the tip of the gun to write on the sand. This thing is really more difficult than practicing a single gun. Holding the gun, the wrist must always be finely controlled, with a little strength. If there is a deviation, the font will be damaged, and then the sand will be leveled with a gun head, and then rewritten...

Fei Qian just wanted to put down the spear and move his wrist, but was stopped by Ma Yan, saying that only when he worked harder, he would remember the weight and length of the spear more, so his hands could only take turns taking turns to rest. The rest of the hand, the long gun must always be held in the hand.

Ok…

In order to let Fei Qian get used to this training mode more quickly, Ma Yan asked a question to distract Fei Qian, "Why do you want to practice spears? Spears are easy in the early stage, but difficult in the later stage. It’s not as easy as a knife and stick.”

   "Ha, I didn't think much about it at the time..." Fei Qian briefly talked about drinking at Wen Hou Lu Bu's house at that time, and then asked, "Then brother Chengyuan also knows Wen Hou, right?"

   "I haven't met, but I heard about it..." Ma Yan was silent for a while, then suddenly glanced at Fei Qian, and said with a hint of meaning, "Wen Hou is very famous among the Hu people in the Northland..."

  Great reputation?

  What does this mean?

  Wen Hou Lu Bu's reputation among the Hu people is definitely not a friendly, friendly representative, most of it is a **** murder...

  Then what does Ma Yan mean by this?

  Fei Qian recalled some of Ma Yan's actions in the past two days, and suddenly his heart moved, and he said: "Brother Chengyuan thinks that my way of treating Hu people is inappropriate? Is it a little, um, too kind?"

After all, the main reason why Ma Yan lived in seclusion from Shangjun to Anyi was the invasion of the Hu people to the south. It can be said that Ma Yan himself did not have any good feelings for the Hu people. In the words of later generations, in the eyes of Ma Yan, only the dead Hu people Talent is a fool...

  Ma Yan didn't expect Fei Qian to be so keenly aware of what he wanted to express, so he couldn't help but froze for a moment, then nodded.

Fei Qian pondered for a moment, wondering how to explain this issue to Ma Yan in a simple and clear way, citing scriptures, I guess Ma Yan would not be interested, so why not talk more bluntly, "Brother Chengyuan, do you think the enemy's Is the enemy good or bad? Are the barbarians one person or a group of people? Will there be conflicts between barbarian men and barbarian men?"

   "This..." Ma Yan frowned, he really hadn't considered this question.

"Another very important point is..." Fei Qian smiled, and then said, "...we are poor now, if we don't take advantage of this opportunity to earn more, we won't be able to earn more when we really fight... Besides, I I have also been thinking about one thing, that is, why when we fight against the barbarians, even if we win, we still lose money..."

   Tong Yuan really didn't have...the one who shouted, "Forbidden ~ Thousand Two Hundred and Eleven Styles" and then performed a unique move, really didn't... By the way, does anyone know what this is? I think back then...

  (end of this chapter)