I should marry the traitor

Chapter 51 Miss Yuan Shao's Regret
Generally speaking, elite soldiers are young and strong men who join the army. After training and multiple actual combats, and equipped with excellent weapons and leather armor, they can be considered elite.

That’s right, you don’t even need full body armor, just leather armor, and most importantly, an old soldier with some iron plates mixed in will be considered elite.

Even Dong Bai's Xiliang Cavalry and An Xinlin's Beishuo Cavalry mostly have only this configuration.

Iron cavalry with real armor on both horses and men like the Black Armor Army are not considered regular troops at all.

Just like in Mount & Blade, ordinary farmers can only be upgraded to level five soldiers at most. If you want to upgrade to level six, you must be a noble soldier from the beginning.

Whether it is infantry or cavalry, full body armor itself requires extremely high physical fitness of the soldiers, and only strong men with plenty of strength can wear it.

You have to know that most poor people can only eat half full, so how can they build up strength without eating greasy meals?

Secondly, the full body armor is too expensive. An Xinlin had been planning for many years, taking advantage of both Beidi and Daqian, and spending all his money to support these 3,000 black armor soldiers.

Even with the background of the Yuan family, which had three officials in four generations, and plenty of money, it was impossible to raise a complete armored force in a short period of time.

To be honest, Miss Yuan Shao's definition of elite soldiers at this stage is nothing more than those who are of the right age, tall and strong. Those who are considered good soldiers in Yuan Shao's army are considered good soldiers.

However, Jizhou had never been involved in war and was relatively prosperous, with many young and strong people of marriageable age.

Therefore, Miss Yuan never thought that eight hundred people were nothing. It was just asking Qu Yiyi to pick eight hundred people. No matter how many he picked, he could still do anything.

Then Qu Yiyi really went to heaven.

"You call these eight hundred elite soldiers?"

"Since you are in the military, why can't it be counted?"

"Can a lieutenant be considered a soldier?"

"My Lord, just tell me whether they are elite or not?"

"Why don't you pick Yan Liang and Wen Chou as well?"

"Hmm? Really?"

Looking at Yuan Shao's face, which couldn't be any darker, Qu Yiyi suddenly realized that she seemed to have gone a little too far, and said:

"My Lord, are you kidding me? How can there be a soldier with a higher rank than the commander? Are you kidding me?"

"You can just pick anyone with a lower official rank than you, right?"

"Isn't that what the Lord agreed to?"

"That's a warrior from the Eight Hundred Schools! A warrior from the Eight Hundred Schools!"

There is a reason why Yuan Shao lost his composure. Even if a martial artist of a school is only at the first level, he is still very different from an ordinary soldier.

Even the weakest warrior, as long as he is willing to join the army, can start as a sergeant or even a squad leader, and then with a little effort, it is not far-fetched to become a centurion.

With warriors from eight hundred schools, Qu Yiyi had basically drained out all the low-level officers in Yuan Shao's army, and even used her warrant to transfer away a few captains whose brains weren't working very well, which made Miss Yuan Shao a little frustrated.

Those were warriors from eight hundred schools, all treasures of major families. They were given to Yuan Shao after she started the rebellion. Now Qu Yiyi actually transferred all these young officers away in one go. No one could tolerate this.

"Huh!" Yuan Shao took a few deep breaths and tried hard to calm herself down to prevent her Xuanniao bloodline from going out of control and directly giving Qu Yiyi an Amaterasu buff.

Burn! This is a flame that never goes out!
"Listen to me, General Qu, this is impossible..."

"You promised to select 800 elite soldiers, my lord, you can't go back on your word!"

Yuan Shao froze. She had been a role model for the world promoted by the Yuan family since she was a child. Honesty was also her basic virtue. No matter what, the order to select 800 elite soldiers was written by her personally.

"I know, but this is outrageous."

"My lord, please listen to me." Qu Yiyi was well prepared for this. She had already made the response since she started planning this matter.

Qu Yiyi has already made up her mind. She wants to achieve extraordinary feats, and the prestigious Beishuo Black Armor Army is the best stepping stone.

But right now, she has to convince Yuan Shao, her somewhat stingy boss.

"My lord, you can only gain something if you sacrifice something! If you want to defeat An Xinlin, you must make some sacrifices."

"You dug up the roots of my army, and now you're telling me to make some trade-offs?"

"My lord, have you thought about how to deal with the black-armored cavalry of Beishuo?"

"I haven't thought about it, but I don't think a large army of disunited people can handle it."

"Qu can handle it!"

Qu Yiyi said with certainty that perhaps she was not as good as An Xinlin in terms of bloodline, but when it came to leading troops and fighting battles, which she had learned since childhood, Qu Yiyi believed that she was no inferior to anyone, even the awe-inspiring Jiedushi of Beishuo was no exception.

When Yuan Shao heard this, she couldn't help but look at Qu Yiyi.

Ever since I met Qu Yiyi, my impression of this woman is that she is always bragging and making promises.

It is the subordinates who make big promises to their leaders and it is the opposite of what they thought.

To be honest, Yuan Shao hated Qu Yiyi's indescribable arrogance, but deep down she admired her pride that seemed to come from the heart.

Confidence, pride, arrogance, in fact, each has its own way of describing it, but in the final analysis it is all a kind of quality.

Will such a person lose? Yuan Shao couldn't help but have this question in her heart. She couldn't imagine the scene where Qu Yiyi would lose.

"You want to use those 800 warriors to deal with the Black Armor Army? That's not very realistic."

After thinking about it, Yuan Shao gave Qu Yiyi a reminder that although the school of martial artists is good, it is not omnipotent.

Especially on the battlefield, facing the cavalry forming a military formation and charging, let alone ordinary warriors, even innate warriors have to avoid their sharp edge.

The three thousand black-armored cavalry were all monsters with heavy armor on both horses and men, and there must have been warriors mixed in with them. They were galloping across the plain battlefield with a force that was as overwhelming as a tidal wave.

The eight hundred warriors selected by Qu Yiyi were indeed warriors, but most of them were low-level warriors. Facing such a powerful force like a natural disaster, their abilities were limited.

To be honest, if Yuan Shao were to do it herself, she felt she wouldn't be able to win.

"I will win!" This was the first time that Qu Yiyi called herself "the last general" in front of Yuan Shao. She didn't like the self-deprecating titles such as "small", "low", "weak" and "last", but she still used them this time.

Before asking for funds, you have to pretend to be your grandson. This is common sense that will never change no matter how many years pass.

"How are you going to win?"

"We will win, but please keep me in suspense about the method."

"If I can't win, I won't be able to take my head... It doesn't seem to work."

"You can only issue half of a military order, right?"

Faced with Yuan Shao's speechless expression, Qu Yiyi just smiled faintly. She really enjoyed the feeling of showing off in front of others.

Especially since the audience was the world-famous Yuan Shao, this made Qu Yiyi feel extremely satisfied deep in her heart.

"What I mean is that I will join those eight hundred warriors. If we cannot stop the Xuantian Iron Cavalry, I will die in the chaos."

(End of this chapter)