There were many types of cavalry, but there was no detailed division of troops in this era. The types of troops were very simple.
For example, most of the cavalry in the North borderline were light cavalry.
They lacked mineral veins, so the armor of the soldiers was naturally not made of copper and iron. It was all woven with special rattan.
This was similar to their ancestors, the Qiangwu tribe.
The rattan armor of the Qiangwu tribe was repeatedly soaked in oil and supplemented with special craftsmanship. It was very tough and had a good defense. The key was that it was light.
However, looking at the outcome of the Qiangwu tribe, hundreds of thousands of cavalrymen were burned to death by Prime Minister Huangfu. The three tribes of the North borderline learned a lesson from their ancestors and changed the craftsmanship of rattan armor. It seemed that they were not afraid of fire anymore.
The situation of the infantry of the North borderline was similar to that of the cavalry. They wore rattan armor and held broadswords or spears.
As for the division of troops and cooperation in battle?
Oh, was there such a thing?
Jiang Pengji had fought with the Tsing Yi Army so far. The opponents were all unarmored soldiers. Their combat power was less than five percent.
The elite troops and infantry of the North borderline were not comparable to the third-rate troops like the Tsing Yi Army. Their numbers alone were enough to scare people.
To deal with such an enemy, she naturally had to show a serious attitude and let them see the art of war.
Therefore, it was very important to classify the troops.
It would be a nightmare for a single troop type to encounter a troop type that could restrain it.
Jiang Pengji explained her idea. She was prepared to divide the troops under her into different troops and carry out targeted training.
Feng Jin said, "Time is too tight. We don't have enough manpower. I'm afraid it will be difficult …"
"No matter how difficult it is, we have to give it a try. Otherwise, we can only sit and wait for death."
If the North borderline sent out troops, they would definitely need time to prepare. Jiang Pengji could seize the time to train the new troops.
In ancient times, many men were recruited into the military camp. After a few days of training, they could be pulled to the battlefield. However, the combat power and quality of those soldiers were not good. The training period for the new troops recruited by Jiang Pengji was at least half a year. The training time was concentrated in winter and summer.
The harsh weather could better temper one's will and body.
As for spring and autumn?
They helped with the spring plowing in spring, helped with the autumn harvest in autumn, and continued training in their free time. Anyway, they could not stop.
When he entered Jiang Pengji's military camp, he was given training periods throughout the year. He was only allowed one day off every month.
With this kind of training, the soldiers could definitely be considered as elite soldiers. Not to mention that most of them had participated in more than one battle. Their combat experience and quality were far stronger than those fresh recruits. They were not people who could be compared to the miscellaneous soldiers who were here to make up the numbers. They could easily take on five of them at once.
Almost the next day, the news of An Yina's sudden death spread to the other three districts of Fengyi County.
When Qiguan Rang received the news, the sky was dark. He was working on documents with an oil lamp. He was so sleepy that his eyelids were drooping. When he heard the news, it was as if a bolt of lightning had struck him from head to toe. He was so shocked that he immediately woke up.
Xu Ke's reaction was almost the same. He dropped the work at hand, wrote a letter, and sent it to Xiangyang district overnight.
The only ones who were calm and composed were Wei Ci and Yang Si of Chengan District.
To be precise, there was only Wei Ci.
Yang Si asked, "Why aren't you anxious? The North borderline has the ambition of wolves. When they send their troops this time, their military strength will definitely not be weak. How can the military strength of Chongzhou withstand their iron hooves? Once the borders are invaded, I'm afraid Dongqing will follow the same path as Nansheng … I'm afraid your lord's head will be in danger! "
Yang Si did not care who would be the Emperor of Dongqing, but it definitely could not be the foreign tribes of the North borderline!
Wei Ci was not anxious. Instead, he laughed. "Don't worry, don't worry. The North borderline probably won't be able to attack this time. They still have a head full of lawsuits."
Yang Si was surprised and hurriedly asked him, "You're such a torturous fox. If you have something to say, just say it. Aren't you afraid of being beaten up? Tell me in detail, why can't the North borderline attack this time? They've been coveting Dongqing for a long time. Now that the war in the north is endless and the war in the south is incessant, this is the best time for the North borderline to send their troops south. Could it be that the three tribes of the North borderline are in internal strife? "
Wei Ci shook his head. "The current King of the North borderline is extremely dignified. He's in his prime and has strong methods of ruling. he's already unified the forces of the North borderline since he became the King. Before he's in his twilight years or dies, the internal affairs of the North borderline won't be chaotic. "
Yang Si did not understand. If there was no internal strife in the North borderline, why couldn't they attack the south?
Wei Ci said, "Buddha says, it can't be said."
Yang Si said angrily, "Nonsense! You're just asking for a beating. "
He had made a bad friend by mistake!
Wei Ci had already sent a letter to Xiangyang District regarding this issue.
Others did not understand, but he believed that Jiang Pengji would definitely believe his words.
Qiguan Rang, Xu Ke, and Wei Ci's letters arrived almost one after another. The three messengers rushed over on horseback overnight.
Jiang Pengji tore open the seal and took out the neatly folded letter inside.
She first read Qiguan Rang's letter, which arrived first, then Xu Ke's, and finally Wei Ci's.
Unlike the previous two who asked about countermeasures, Wei Ci's letter contained only a few words.
It was these few words that made Jiang Pengji's brows relax. Her eyes were filled with joy.
"At the beginning of the eleventh month of the 20th year of Tianwu, there was a horse plague in the North borderline. The war horses contracted the disease and died suddenly.
She read the letter, took a flint, and burned it to ashes.
"If that's the case, it looks like I'll have to ask Uncle Gu to fish for the last sum of money in the North borderline. Fish harder!"
Her eyes seemed to sparkle. She spread out a piece of paper, ground it, picked up a brush, and wrote a letter.
"Guards, call the chief supervisor of the brick kiln here. I have something important to discuss with him."
Among the armies of the three tribes in the North borderline, the ratio of infantry to cavalry had reached a ratio of one to two. If a large number of war horses contracted the disease and died, it was tantamount to cutting off their right-hand men. They would not be able to recover their peak combat power in the next few years, let alone go south. This bought a lot of time for Jiang Pengji to grow.
Previously, she felt that there was not enough time, but now she was slightly relieved.
However, she did not completely believe the contents of the letter. It was not because she suspected Wei Ci, but because of the butterfly effect. Who knew if the horse plague in the North borderline would occur regularly? Perhaps it was swallowed by the butterfly's wings, or perhaps time had moved backward.
Before it was completely confirmed, Jiang Pengji would not let down her guard. She still had to make preparations.
However, regardless of whether the North borderline had the ability to send troops south, the business there would not last long.
Jiang Pengji planned to fish for the last sum of money and swindle millions of strings of coins.
The supervisor of the brick kiln rushed over overnight. Jiang Pengji ordered him to open the brick kiln again and fire a large batch of exquisite glassware.
Previously, when she swindled the North borderline, the amount of glassware fired was limited, and it was sold slowly, creating an illusion that glass was very valuable.
Almost every noble in the North borderline had a glass tea set as a fashion. Those noble ladies in the North borderline liked to collect glass jewelry. Wearing a set of glass would make them look good and make them the focus of banquets. More noble ladies could not buy it even if they had the money.
Now that Dongqing and the North borderline were about to go to war, Jiang Pengji planned to make a fortune before the relationship broke down.
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