Frontier Army Warrior

Chapter 627: Guard Battalion

Just when everyone agreed with this result, someone among the Royal Guards suddenly shouted.

Everyone looked over and saw that it was the captain of the third team, Li Yixiong.

This person has a strong family background and dares to speak out in the army.

Everyone also knew that this person was indeed a martial arts expert, and almost no one in the 11th Battalion could defeat him.

Lin Feng glanced at everyone.

"The battlefield does require exceptional martial arts skills, but that's not paramount. Unity and cooperation are the most important fighting methods. No matter how skilled you are, can you face ten, a hundred, or even a thousand men on your own?"

He paused and said, "Of course, martial arts skills are indispensable. A strong physique and coordinated movements must also meet the standards."

After saying that, he turned to face Li Yixiong.

"What do you want to compare to?"

Li Yixiong clasped his fists and said, "Deputy Commander, I, Li Yixiong, admire heroes the most. You are a god of war, that's for sure, but when it comes to martial arts..."

He glanced around.

"I'm afraid no one can suppress Li."

Lin Feng smiled: "Qiao Jushan, why don't you come forward and learn from me?"

Upon hearing this, Qiao Jushan chuckled, picked up the iron rod, and strode out of the guard team.

He walked to that station in public and poked the ground with the iron rod in his hand.

It was as if the ground shook, and everyone could feel its heaviness.

Li Yixiong was a little dumbfounded. He estimated that this big guy was three times heavier than him just by weight.

I was nervous, but I couldn't admit defeat in public.

Maybe this big fool is just strong but not as flexible as himself. It would be nice to give it a try and win back some face for the Royal Guards.

Li Yixiong gritted his teeth and took a lance from another officer.

They strode into the center of the field and stood five or six steps apart.

"Brother, swords and guns have no eyes, be careful."

Qiao Jushan chuckled and said, "Just come over here."

The two men said no more, each holding a weapon, staring at each other, looking for their opponent's flaws.

Li Yixiong took alternating steps and swayed his body to attract the other person's attention.

Qiao Jushan stood still, slowly turning the iron rod in his hand.

There was a moment of silence in the field, and then Qiao Jushan roared wildly, and the iron rod, accompanied by a dull whistle, smashed towards Li Yixiong.

If he didn't move, it would be fine. But if he moved, it would be like a mountain collapsing, and Li Yixiong felt like he was being crushed by a mountain, and it was almost impossible for him to breathe.

His body swayed, and he stabbed out with his lance, finding an opening.

Both of them were armed with heavy weapons, but their weapons did not collide with each other. Only the whistling of the wind and the clatter of footsteps could be heard.

In just a dozen breaths, Li Yixiong's horse spear finally hit Qiao Jushan's iron stick.

He had prepared himself mentally and knew that the other party was very strong.

But he didn't expect it to be so big. He couldn't hold the spear with both hands at all, even if he gritted his teeth.

Not only was his body knocked flying, but the lance in his hand also flew out of his hand.

Li Yixiong's body rolled on the ground to relieve the force, and after three or four circles, he stopped falling.

And the horse lance had already flown away to who knows where.

His face flushed, and he stood up and clasped his fists.

"The Zhenxi Army is indeed full of talented people. I am convinced."

This time there is really nothing to say. I can't beat him in a fight, and I can't run away from him either. Do I still have to compete with him in poetry and songs?

They are all soldiers, reckless soldiers, if they lose, they lose.

There is no reason not to acknowledge it.

After that, Wang Qian's work became much easier. Once he accepted the responsibility, he had to obey orders and follow instructions.

This time, Ju Chaoyue also brought two thousand imperial guards, and they were reorganized by Lin Feng together.

Wang Qian led one team, and Li Donglai took over another, with 7,000 people each.

Seeing that everyone was taken away, Ju Chaoyue approached Lin Feng.

"Sir, the 11th Battalion still has 6,000 men. Can you bring them along?"

"Where are they?"

"We have occupied two of the eight David Cities, and the others are all in Xun City."

Lin Feng frowned and said, "Well, you take them to the meeting. Make sure your men obey orders and don't question them."

"Don't worry, sir. I will kill anyone who dares to say anything more."

Ju Chaoyue has been leading the team for many years, so he is confident about this.

Lin Feng raised a finger and said, "I only have one request. Follow my orders in all actions. You understand this, so I won't repeat it three times."

"Understood, my lord, don't worry."

Ju Chaoyue knew that to fight back against the rebels, they had to rely entirely on the Zhenxi Army.

Lin Feng paused: "What did Wei Ming's Ninth Battalion say?"

Ju Chaoyue hesitated and said with embarrassment.

"Wei Ming has already made it clear that he will only obey the orders of King Rui. If the deputy commander wants to reorganize his troops, it will probably be difficult."

Lin Feng turned and walked towards the Kancheng Command Center. The problems here had been resolved, and the only thing left was how to train the team.

Then there is nothing for him to do.

"Does King Rui know that I'm in Cannes?"

Ju Chaoyue nodded: "When I came, I sent someone to report to Prince Rui."

"How is the entire Royal Guard distributed?"

"Sir, Grand Tutor Wan and General Zhao Wenqi are stationed in Licheng. General Jiao Sanqiang's Seventh Battalion is stationed in Duicheng and Qiancheng."

Lin Feng led everyone back to the command center and figured out some solutions on the way.

"Well, go discuss with Prince Rui and see if he can redeploy his Imperial Guards in Kyoto City with Wei Ming's Ninth Battalion."

Ju Chaoyue frowned and asked, "What do you mean, sir..."

"Since Wei Ming will not obey the reorganization, let Prince Rui command his Ninth Battalion, and let me reorganize Prince Rui's Guard Battalion."

Ju Chaoyue grinned.

"Well... I wonder what Prince Rui would think..."

Lin Feng patted his shoulder.

"Don't worry, Prince Rui won't object. It was he who insisted that the Zhenxi Army march south to defend the king. Now that we're here, he should agree to all my requests."

"Well, I'll go ask, just in case..."

"There's no chance of an emergency. This is the only way to arrange it. Otherwise, we won't be able to fight this battle."

Ju Chaoyue cupped his hands and said, "Okay, let me go and have a good talk with Prince Rui. This war cannot be fought without the Zhenxi Army."

"That's good to know. Go and come back soon."

After receiving the order, Ju Chaoyue took Lin Qiaomei, Xie Chong, Chu Jiao, Xi Niang and others to Xuncheng.

The others were going to take over the Imperial Guards, while Xi Niang was going to select some navy troops, which can now only be called water forces.

Her requirements are also high. One of them is that you must be able to swim, and a strong physique is the foundation.

Xi Niang also listed some rules and regulations for selecting talents.

With Ju Chaoyue's suppression, the acceptance of the 11th Battalion of the Imperial Guard was basically smooth, and all units have started training and grouping tasks as soon as possible.

Lin Feng was stationed in Kancheng, waiting for the arrival of King Rui's Kyoto Guard.

After Ju Chaoyue handed over his troops to Lin Qiaomei and others, he immediately rode his horse towards Kyoto City.

After entering the city, he went straight to Prince Rui's mansion without asking his servants to inform him, and strode to Prince Rui's study.

Prince Rui was talking to his direct subordinate, the leader of the Kyoto Imperial Guard, General Zhao Gui.

The Imperial Guards were divided into two parts. Although Grand Tutor Wan was the commander of the Imperial Guards, he could not control the 20,000-strong personal guard battalion of Prince Rui.

General Zhao Gui is also one rank higher than other battalions.