Chapter 2421: Old 7, Kill Him

"Marquis of Baoding, the Xinghe family hasn't made any move yet!"

Someone shouted, and Meng Ying said with a straight face: "You can take action or not, Your Majesty will make your own decision."

Xu Jingchang smiled and said, "Does Dehua want to hide his clumsiness?"

With the emperor away, everyone finally felt more relaxed.

Fang Xing said, "Hide your ass! Potatoes are firearms, and it's not easy for Your Majesty to practice."

Sure enough, Tudou below raised his hand.

Someone brought a musket, Tudou mounted his horse, loaded the gun skillfully, and moved forward slowly.

This is not a shooting. According to Fang Xing, if you shoot on a galloping horse, you will be lucky to hit anyone.

So when Tudou drove his horse to about fifty paces from the target, he reined in his horse and stopped.

The horse cannot stop completely, it is constantly moving, slightly moving.

Potato began to aim in this slightly trembling environment.

"Bang!"

The sound of muskets sounded, and the smoke dispersed slightly.

Potato began to reload, then took aim again.

"Bang!"

"When he fired one shot, at least three or four arrows were shot out."

After Tudou finished shooting three times, the person who had marked the target went over to take a look and said, "One red heart, two misses."

This result was far worse than that of an archery expert. Tudou came back calmly, and there were intermittent boos in the school grounds.

Is this the method and ability of Xing Hebo in the future?

Those people were secretly laughing, thinking that Tudou was incompetent on getting on the horse and showed no ability on dismounting. Could it be that he would just hang around in the capital with the title of uncle in the future?

"Array up!"

At this time, there was a sharp shout from the right, and everyone looked around, only to realize that at some point, the students were all wearing armor, and they also had muskets in their hands.

The targets were densely packed in front, and the array moved forward.

"volley!"

"Bang bang bang bang!"

After three rounds of volleys, the target in front was changed beyond recognition.

Meng Ying asked people to wave the flag, and the array began to withdraw.

"A sharpshooter is amazing!"

Fang Xing walked to the front and said like a sermon: "How long does it take to train a reliable archer?"

Everyone who practices archery knows this problem, so some people are thinking about it.

Fang Xing continued: "As for the musketeers, it only takes one month. If it is urgent, it can take ten days and a half. In comparison, do you think the faster bows and arrows are more powerful, or the muskets? And one more thing, a bow and arrow How many arrows can you shoot continuously with your hands? But the gun is different. You only need to reload it without spending any energy."

Xu Jingchang suddenly had a guess after listening to Fang Xing's words.

Is the so-called proofreading really just a formality?

The emperor's purpose was just to tell everyone that in the future, Ming's army would mainly use firearms, supplemented by some spearmen and cavalry.

If this is the case, then one of the purposes of today is to tell these honorable relatives that you are falling behind.

Some smart people thought of this, and then a sense of crisis immediately filled their hearts.

Those who were laughing at the difficulty of martial arts training before now wish they were one of those students.

But from the beginning to the present, martial arts has never recruited any disciples except for a few.

My dear brother is about to be abandoned!

The sense of crisis was like a whip waving behind him, making all the relatives present blush.

"Servants! Do any of the servants from each family want to take action?"

Meng Ying's voice was a little hoarse. After he finished shouting, someone below probably despaired of his family's future, so he shouted: "Then Xin Laoqi is here! Are you going to be a target for him?"

"And that little knife. The flying knife in one hand is amazing. Who can guard against it?"

Gu Qi couldn't help but glance at the servants standing next to Tudou and Ping An, feeling envious in her heart.

Xiao Dao's flying knives are very famous in the capital, so anyone who recognizes him can't help but nod slightly when they see him appear. But this is not polite, but a subconscious attempt to block the vital part of the throat with the chin.

Since that rainy night in Shandong, Xin Laoqi

Behind his back, those people called him the God of Killing, which really complemented Fang Xing's Demon God.

After complaining for a while, Meng Ying didn't take it seriously and said: "I don't want to take action, so don't blame His Majesty for not giving me a chance. Let's leave!"

After a while of commotion, everyone stayed together and gathered together in twos and threes.

"They are afraid that if they catch up with His Majesty, they will really get whipped when they get home. And if they don't get whipped for a month or two, it won't count."

Xu Xianzong came over, and Xu Jingchang pretended to be a father and asked him to take a detour home quickly, saying that he would treat Fang Xing to dinner at noon.

Before Fang Xing could refuse, Gu Qi said with a smile that he was treating him to lunch.

"Is there any good food?"

Everyone is a powerful person, and there is no shortage of money to treat guests. All they care about is who they eat with.

Gu Qi smiled and said, "It's an unknown family. It looks like a residential house from the outside... but inside..."

What the hell!

Fang Xing cursed secretly and said, "You are young, so be careful about injuring your kidneys."

Gu Qi quickly said: "Uncle, he misunderstood. There are all entertainers there."

Seeing him pretending to be shy, Fang Xing couldn't help but sigh that the sons of powerful men were all human beings. Then he compared his two sons with him and felt that they were not at a disadvantage. Then he said calmly: "But isn't it true that you are selling your body when you are an artist?"

Gu Qi looked at Fang Xing in surprise, "Uncle actually... actually knows this too?"

"roll!"

When Fang Xing saw Tudou and Ping An coming back from the hut, he yelled and cursed, "They are all unlearned. When Marquis Zhenyuan comes back and finds out, I will have to break your legs."

When Gu Qi saw Tudou, she remembered the story of Qin Lou.

He was about to apologize to Fang Xing, but Fang Xing strode past him.

"Xin Laoqi, how dare you fight a certain family! No matter life or death!"

Right in front, a big man with a terrifying height stood there calling for formation.

This big man had a burly build. Fang Xing estimated his height and found that he must be at least 1.9 meters tall.

This big man is still shirtless in the cold weather, and his thick arms remind people of the harsh words of the green men: You can run horses on your arms.

No one asked him whose servant he was. Fang Xing looked a little strange, as if he was worried.

"It's Ma Detian!"

Xiaodao quietly squeezed over and said: "Master, Ma Detian is the servant Chen Zhongcai will recruit. It is said that he is just a hire, considered as a tribute, and the treatment is very good."

"What is he good at?"

The servants came out to perform martial arts. This was just Zhu Zhanji's bad taste.

"wrestling."

Xiaodao said with some worry: "Ma Detian is extremely powerful. He used to lead more than a dozen of his men to escort valuable things and their families on long journeys for wealthy businessmen and nobles in the capital. The thieves along the way were frightened by the news!"

Xin Laoqi had already come out. He walked three steps in front of Ma Detian and then remained silent.

"Kill him!"

I don't know who shouted in the crowd. Just when Meng Ying was about to warn, someone said: "Marquis Baoding, what are the rules of this servant competition? Is it a fake trick or something?"

Meng Ying turned around expressionlessly and glanced at Fang Xing.

Fang Xing smiled slightly but said nothing.

Then there was a moment of silence on the campus.

Very eerie silence.

Everyone was looking at Fang Xing, and Ma Detian didn't dare to take action until Fang Xing nodded.

Fang Xing saw his daughter standing on the shaft of the car outside. She was waving her fists and shouting with a flushed face.

This is so much like a sports meeting in a college!

Fang Xing smiled and said, "I never worry that Lao Qi will lose!"

He turned around slowly and nodded to Chen Zhong when he saw that momentum was building between the two. Then he said very warmly: "Old Seven, kill him!"

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