Beigong Chun felt that this order came in time: "It's good to go out and do activities. Once the soldiers are trained, you have to go to the battlefield to do the final training. Just relying on training will never become a strong force."

Li Rui shrank his neck and said, "I...I think these cavalry training is not enough and cannot be used."

Beigong Chun snorted: "The eight hundred Wuhuan cavalry under your command can maintain the formation of two hundred cavalry while running at high speed. This is called insufficient training? How much do you want to train them?"

Li Rui said: "At least one thousand cavalry teams need to be trained to be in a state of chaos in the running squadron."

Beigong Chun raised his hand and made a punch: "I think you are just a coward, so you deliberately made excuses to avoid the war! Hurry up and select soldiers, generals, and prepare to go to war, immediately, immediately!"

The chestnut seemed to hit the bone marrow, and it hurt that Li Rui took off in place. But even so, the guy who cherished his life still wanted to make a final struggle: "I am the commander of this cavalry. If I leave, who will take these remaining troops?"

Beigong Chun sneered: "You don't have to worry about this, right? Go and prepare!"

Li Rui said: "I think..."

Beigong Chun: "I count to three!"

Li Rui shivered and quickly went to prepare.

At this time, the Wuhuan cavalry had only been trained for more than three months. The training for more than three months was very effective. Most Wuhuan cavalry could maintain a neat formation of 100 people in a row and run for about a hundred meters at high speed. However, their understanding of orders and execution ability are far from enough. If they really fight, they will basically only rush without brains. Once they launch a charge, they will forget all the training they have received. They can truly strictly implement the general's orders, keep a clear mind in the fierce battle, and quickly gather the troops and reorganize the team and launch the charge again after the formation is dispersed. That is the eight hundred people that Beigong Chun handed him to him at the beginning. So Li Rui decided to take these eight hundred people south.

Of course, Fu Sheng's 170 cavalrymen also had to be brought with him. This is his guard, who is specifically responsible for protecting his life.

On February 17, Sima Fan and Beigong Jing arrived at Shouyang Mountain.

Li Rui greeted him happily at the foot of the mountain. When he saw Beigong Jing, he ran over enthusiastically and shouted: "Major General, long time no see! I miss you so much!"

That's right? After Sima Yue led the army out of Luoyang, Beigong Jing took on the burden of the defense line in the west of Luoyang. For three months, he has been traveling back and forth between Xincheng, Yiyang and Xin'an, and has fought with the Hu people in a series of small-scale but very frequent wars of attrition, so he had no time to come to Shouyang Mountain to play.

Beigong Jing's face turned slightly red and she said, "I haven't seen each other for a while." She pointed to Sima Fan: "This is the King of Xiangyang, hurry up and salute."

Li Rui bowed obediently: "Li Rui met King Xiangyang!"

Sima Fan said, "Li Zhengwei was exempted from courtesy." He helped Li Rui up with his own hands, looked at him with admiration: "Li Ruiwei is indeed heroic, strong and resolute, and has the style of being an ancestor!"

Li Rui felt that this person must be flattering him, because even he himself didn't know where he was heroic and strong. However, everyone was holding the flower sedan chair, and a prince took the initiative to flatter him. He was embarrassed to shy his face, so he smiled and said, "The prince is too honored, Li Rui dare not be accused of it. But the prince is really noble, suave, and handsome, and a handsome talent!"

The smile on Sima Fan's face suddenly froze...

If others praise him like this in normal times, he would definitely be very happy, but the problem is that now he is wearing military uniforms, wearing a helmet and armor to go on the battlefield to play hard. At this time, he is praised for being noble and handsome? Will he praise others? Shouldn't he be praised for his strong physique and extraordinary courage?

Li Rui didn't know that he had flattered the horse's hooves. Of course, even if he knew he didn't care, he had no good feelings for the Sima royal family. After saying hello to Sima Fan very perfunctorily, he chatted with Beigong Jing again: "Major General, why are you free to come here? Could it be that this southward operation was commanded by you?"

Beigong Jing sighed: "I think so, the question is where can I take off my body!"

He really thought. Luoyang is now fighting against the elite soldiers and generals of the entire Huns and Han Kingdom with a corner. It is extremely embarrassing, and often gives him a sense of powerlessness. If he can jump out of Luoyang, retreat to Jingzhou, which has not been destroyed by the war, with Jingzhou's manpower and material resources, he will definitely do more. But the problem is that Luoyang is the imperial capital. Once the imperial capital is lost, the Jin Dynasty can basically announce its downward line. Even if he knows that he can't defend it, he must defend it. As long as the emperor does not announce the relocation of the capital, the Jin army will have to bite the bullet and waste it with the Hu army on this deadly ground.

Li Rui was immediately disappointed: "It wasn't your own command? Then what else is there to do?"

Beigong Jing was in a complicated mood when he saw him dejected. On the one hand, he was happy that he was dependent on him, but on the other hand, he felt a little disappointed. He looked at Li Rui and said helplessly with a few shots: "Li Rui, you are already a captain with thousands of troops now. You have to learn to stand alone!"

Li Rui said: "I don't care. Without you personally commanding, I feel unsure!"

Beigong Jing said: "The King of Xiangyang is quite talented, calm and resolute, and familiar with the situation in Jingzhou. You will not be wrong if you obey his command."

Li Rui looked at Sima Fan and didn't say anything, but Sima Fan clearly saw a little disgusted in his eyes.

Sima Fan: “…”

His grandmother, a little lieutenant dares to dislike him? He has long lived, right?

Beigong Jing said: "By the way, my father said that your military training has been quite effective over the past few months, isn't it true?"

As soon as he mentioned this, Li Rui immediately became proud: "That's it! I have been practicing those thorns day and night for the past few months, and I have not dared to relax for a moment. I have used all the energy to eat, so I have trained them to look like!"

Beigong Jing said: "Is that so? Can you let me see the results of your military training?"

Li Rui was full of fighting spirit: "Of course!" He took Beigong Jing straight to the military camp located at the plain at the foot of the mountain. In that way, he was like a child who bought his beloved toy and couldn't wait to show off to his best friends.

Zhuge Hui looked at Lianlian and shook her head.

At the training camp at the foot of the mountain, the Wuhuan cavalry are undergoing daily training.

After more than three months of hard work, the Wuhuan cavalry finally completed the unification of equipment, including double stirrups, spurs, high bridge saddles, Jin army standard armor... all available, and the equipment was so exquisite. Of course, the equipment was thanks to Beigong Jing for being so exquisite. Without him, it would be a dream to have such luxurious equipment.

The weapons and equipment of this cavalry are also quite complete. In addition to the traditional four-meter spear and horse bow of the Wuhuan Tuqi, they are also equipped with sabers, cavalry swords and throwing spears. The cavalry swords are the single-edged swords made by Li Rui, which are three and a half feet long. Whether it is chopping or stabbing, they have extremely strong lethality. The sabers were also made by Li Rui, which are processed, reforged and quenched by scrapped swords collected on the battlefield. The swords are three feet long and have obvious outer arcs. They are very sharp and can easily cut an adult goat into two pieces. Such a cavalry, whether it is a bow and arrow shooting, spear rushing, or close-fitting, everything is perfect. It is simply omnipotent.

Beigong Jing and Sima Fan saw that many cavalry used their unblack sabers to charge and slash against the wooden stakes on the ground. Although the sabers did not cut, they also cut the wooden sabers to make wood chips splash. Li Rui explained: "They have to ride horses and slash at the wooden sabers eight hundred times a day so that their arms and even their entire bodies can adapt to the powerful recoil force when they charge at high speed and slash the enemy with their armor."

Sima Fan was shocked: "Slaying eight hundred times a day? You can't exhaust the war horse to death?"

Li Rui looked at him with an idiot: "Who asked you to ride a war horse for such boring training? Are you dead when you are a slow horse?"

Sima Fan: “…”

Well, I'm despised again.

Some cavalry may have completed the training task and started to make some fun. Beigong Jing saw with his own eyes that several Wuhuan cavalry rushed into an open space with many bamboo poles standing upright, and in the high-speed charge, they kept stabbing the bamboo poles with spears. The hit rate was quite high. Wherever they went, the bamboo poles were stabbed and fell down. Some were staring at the side with wide eyes. When they saw the body of war horses or cavalry touching the bamboo poles, they immediately stopped and drove him out of the arena. Some guys were even more exaggerated, wielding the sabers that could not be opened, and the cavalry swords rushed towards the hanging stones, slashing and stabbing. The stones hanging in the air were the size of chess, and the galloping horses were extremely fast, so it was not easy to hit, but for them, this seemed to be a very easy thing. The sword light and sword shadows flashed by, and the stone chips splashed everywhere, which made Sima Fan look dumbfounded.

Beigong Jing smiled and said to Li Rui: "You have indeed trained a rare elite soldier."

Li Rui waved his hand and said, "This is not my credit, I have never taught them these."

Sima Fan asked: "What did Captain Li teach them?"

Li Rui said: "Oh, I only teach them how to line up and charge."

Sima Fan frowned: "What's the use of just teaching these?"

Li Rui smiled and said nothing. He picked up a swan whistle and blew it hard. The loud and sharp whistle went straight into the sky. No matter what he heard the whistle, the Wuhuan cavalry immediately put down their work and gathered in line. In a short while, the training ground, which was originally very noisy, was already silent. More than 3,000 Wuhuan cavalry scattered everywhere for training, lined up in nine rows, with a tight array, making people twitch their eyes!

A hint of admiration flashed through Beigong Jing's eyes. In his opinion, just by this rapid gathering, this Wuhuan cavalry was already qualified to be included in the elite category.

This guy hasn't wasted more than three months!
Chapter completed!