"Not bad! I also think it's too ridiculous to hand over more than 200,000 troops to a seventeen-year-old boy in charge!"

"If something goes wrong, I'm afraid it will not only hurt the wise mind of the official family, but also destroy the future of Lord Xiaojiang. Please think twice!"

"Please think twice!"

Wang Fu, Bai Shizhong and others objected and made up their minds. No matter what, Jiang Chen could not arrange all the Xiang army.

Kong Duanyou resented Jiang Chen's distortion of the saint's words and said, "Jiang Chen is okay to do some craftsmanship, but he will start to command the army..."

As he said that, he shook his head with contempt and said, "I'm afraid it's another Shen Kuo who is talking on paper. It's better not to hurt the face of the official family!"

this……

Seeing that most people disagree, Song Huizong looked at Jiang Chen with a embarrassed look: "Liangchen, can you lead the troops in a lifetime? Is there a way to prove yourself?"

"As a disciple of the master, what is the difficulty of leading troops?"

Jiang Chen smiled confidently, took out a golden whistle and handed it to Song Huizong and said, "Official family, please go to the window to blew this whistle, and then you can see the Jimin Army trained by your disciples.

Whether it is good or bad, you can naturally see clearly with your wise eyes!"

"oh?"

Song Huizong walked to the large balcony by the window with a look of interest, and then blew the golden whistle according to the method Jiang Chen taught him.

Um?

"Where is the Jimin Army?"

Everyone surrounded Song Huizong curiously, holding the railings and looking around.

At this moment, a loud trumpet suddenly rang out.

Emperor Huizong of Song, Empress Zheng, Cai Jing and others looked in the voice.

I saw a large courtyard not far away, with a white hair and a majestic old man standing like a gun, while a young man around him was constantly blowing his horns.

With the sound of the horn, people kept coming out quickly in the two-story bungalows around, and nearly two thousand people gathered in the blink of an eye.

After less than a hundred breaths, a uniform team was listed!

"Is this the Jimin Army?"

"The speed of such a fast and neat array is even better than that of the Imperial Guards, right?"

"I don't want the good minister to have such skills in training!"

"What a talent for generals!"

Zhang Shangying, He Zhizhong, Zheng Juzhong and others laughed and praised, while glancing at Cai Jing with joking eyes.

"Hmph! Just a fancy!

What's the use of a fast and neat light queue?”

Cai Jing glared at him depressedly.

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhou Tong issued an order: "Turn left! Start and run!"

“One two one, one two one, one two three four!”

"Fight for the great Song Dynasty and for the sect leader!"

"I am the master of the sect, and I can move wherever I need it!"

“…”

With the sound of flattery slogans that shook the sky, the two thousand Jimin Army ran downstairs under Zhou Tong and Yang Bangyuan.

Listening to their uniform footsteps and looking at the formation that was still unremitting while running, Cai Jing and Lan Congxi's faces immediately changed.

Song Huizong was full of excitement and laughed: "Okay! OK! It's true that he is worthy of being the Jimin Army of my Limen. Just speaking of the military appearance is no less than that of the imperial guards! No wonder the imperial guards in the Xiang Dynasty are no match for them!

Good minister, you can actually train a group of soldiers to the ground in a short period of time, which really gave me a big surprise!”

"Disciples dare not take credit!

The method of training is taught by the master in the ancient Chinese classics, and the person who trains is the old hero Zhou Tong and Zhou, the number one hero of the Song Dynasty! The disciples just move their mouths and copy them!"

Jiang Chen looked modest.

"Zhou Tong, the number one hero of the Song Dynasty?

Why haven’t I heard of it before?”

Song Huizong narrowed his eyes and looked at Zhou Tong carefully from a high place.

"When I came back to my master, Zhou Dongren was called the Iron Arm. He was not only a master of martial arts, but also a master of military books and war strategies!

He had already lived in seclusion and taught his children. He heard that the country had a saint, and could not bear to have what he had learned, so he came to like each other..."
Chapter completed!