Chapter 66 One Prodigal Can Be Worth 100,000 Scholars and 100,000 Sergeants!

Soon, a strong horse was brought in front of Qin Shihuang.

At this time, the horse only has a rein and a simple saddle.

Qin Shihuang immediately took those few things and walked towards the horse.

At this time, Zhao Gao hurriedly dissuaded,

"Your Majesty, you can tell this old servant to do whatever you want, and you must not take any risks."

Qin Shihuang frowned and said,

"Get out of the way, you don't know where you are when I go to battle to kill the enemy."

It's good that Qin Shihuang was very skilled, but Zhao Gao knew that Qin Shihuang's body was getting weaker and weaker.

Thinking about what Zhao Lang said before, Zhao Gao was always extremely uneasy.

So I dare not let Qin Shihuang do anything dangerous.

But at this time Qin Shihuang spoke, Zhao Gao could only retreat.

Before coming to the horses, Qin Shihuang thought about the words in the letter.

Said to an ordinary attendant next to him,

"You, get on the horse and try."

The ordinary attendant froze for a moment, then said in a low voice,

"Your Majesty, this old slave doesn't know how to ride a horse."

Qin Shihuang glanced at the other party coldly, and Zhao Gao said repeatedly,

"Your Majesty tells you to get on the horse, so why not talk!"

The attendant trembled all over, answered yes, and then walked towards the horse.

The horses in the camp are all tall and big, and the body of the attendants is only about the same size as the horses.

A lot of effort was wasted, and even the horses were a little impatient.

It was not easy to climb up.

Then he sat on the horse tremblingly, not daring to make any movements.

Qin Shihuang saw all these in his eyes and said,

"Come down."

The attendant on the horse immediately got off the horse as if he had received an amnesty.

I almost fell when I got off the horse.

Qin Shihuang took out the things that Uncle Fu had sent, and started to install these things according to the letter.

These things are not complicated, Qin Shihuang himself is also a man who is proficient in military and martial arts.

Even the installation is more solid and reliable.

Soon, these things will be installed.

"You go to the horse again."

Qin Shihuang said lightly.

Li Si on the side was completely confused.

Because the horse looks the same as before, except that there is a small iron piece on both sides.

This time the attendant didn't dare to hesitate, and directly prepared to mount the horse.

Qin Shihuang said,

"You step into it with your foot."

Following Qin Shihuang's instructions, the attendant put one foot in first.

Then, with a step on it, the whole person shook, and then got on the horse!

Although it is still a little unstable, it is because the stirrups are not matched with the saddle.

But compared with before, it is already a world of difference!

And after sitting on the horse, he put his feet on the stirrups, and his figure gradually stabilized.

When Qin Shihuang saw this scene, a gleam of light suddenly burst into his eyes, and he said repeatedly,

"Okay!"

The people around were also full of astonishment, just two small pieces of iron.

Can a person who can't ride a horse sit firmly on the horseback? !

You know, they have been trained for a long time before they can do it.

"No one is allowed to disclose what happened today."

Qin Shihuang said with a bit of warning.

Because the letter also said that before one's own side is not fully equipped and has an advantage.

Never let enemies outside the grassland get it.

Zhao Gao took a direct look around and kept these people in his heart.

He took off the stirrup himself and returned to the tent, Qin Shihuang made no secret of his joy.

"Your Majesty, what is this? It has such an effect!"

Li Si couldn't help asking at this moment.

Qin Shihuang said with a smile,

"This thing is called a stirrup. Who do you think created it?"

Li Si knew that Qin Shihuang was asking the question knowingly, and he was neither blind nor deaf, so he watched Zhao Gao deliver the letter.

Qin Shihuang just wanted to show off his son.

So he asked very cooperatively,

"I don't know which master created it?"

"Master? Hahaha,"

Qin Shihuang let out a smug laugh, and returned,

"This was created by Langer!"

Li Si showed a hint of surprise in time, and said,

"It was actually created by Gong Zilang, and it really is a genius!"

Zhao Gao on the side also said with interest,

"Young Master Lang has a sharp mind and is a blessing to Great Qin!"

Qin Shihuang was more comfortable hearing the two compliment Zhao Lang than they flattered himself, and said with a smile,

"That's true, Lang'er alone can be worth 100,000 scholars and 100,000 soldiers!"

Qin Shihuang knew that he was not exaggerating.

Papermaking and printing can wipe out all schools of thought.

This stirrup is more than enough for a hundred thousand soldiers.

Not to mention, there are still untested horseshoes.

When Li Si and Zhao Gao heard this, they both secretly glanced at each other.

They are close ministers of Qin Shihuang, and they have never heard that Qin Shihuang has such a high evaluation of any prince!

Even Fusu, who was left in Xianyang to supervise the country this time, was often scolded by Qin Shihuang.

It is said that what he was taught by Confucianism is only the benevolence of women.

It has been mentioned more than once that Fusu should be sent to the north to train.

Comparing the two, they already had some guesses in their hearts.

"Send the order, the camp will move out immediately! I want to meet Meng Tian and Meng Yi as soon as possible!"

When Qin Shihuang gave an order, everyone began to act.

Seven days later.

At this time, the Zhuangzi was extremely lively.

Today is the day when the teenagers compete with the foreign princes.

The competition is on the flat ground in front of Zhuangzi.

Everyone in the village gathered together excitedly, ready to see the commotion.

Zhao Lang and Wang Jian stood on a high place, and Kong Jia, the great son of the Mo family, was also in the crowd.

"Lang'er, who do you think will win this time?"

Wang Jian asked with a smile.

Zhao Lang looked at the situation in the field and said,

"Of course they will win if they die."

Wang Jian didn't comment first, but asked Wang Li,

"Li'er, what do you think?"

Wang Li frowned and said,

"Go to hell, although they train hard."

"But after all, the foundation is too weak. Meng Zhi and the others have been strong and strong since childhood, and they have a lot of training, which is not comparable to these peasant boys."

"So, I think Meng Zhi and the others will win."

Zhao Lang knew that Wang Li was telling the truth.

You can tell just by looking at the body shape, the age difference between the two parties is actually not much different.

But the height and weight are much worse.

Wang Jian also nodded, and asked Zhao Lang again,

"Lang'er, what do you think now?"

This question is a bit wordy.

But Wang Jian's purpose is to guide Zhao Lang and Wang Li to think on their own and get their own way of leading the army.

Zhao Lang said without any hesitation,

"I still think they'll win if they die."

"Oh?"

Wang Jian let out a cry of surprise.

"Because hell they have something these guys don't,"

Zhao Lang looked at the thin, but extremely neat and orderly teenagers off the field, and said lightly,

"They are full of vigor and hope."

"Of course, more importantly, they have seen blood."

Wang Jian narrowed his eyes slightly.

Before I had time to say anything, roars erupted from the ground!

The competition begins!