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Chapter 937 General
The Asian shooting contest became a complete military shock in the eyes of the Duke of Alva.

Before the start of the competition, the old Duke’s mentality was still very relaxed. Although the small card room between him and Acosta and others did not have any gorgeous furnishings and the space was not too spacious, it was still much better than the bullfighting performance environment in Madrid.

They just kept sighing, how could there be so many people in Changsheng!

When Spain ruled here in the past, no one paid attention to the fact that there would be so many people, because most of them did not belong to "human beings". It would be great if there were hundreds of people in those banquets and dances. Boundless people sat on the terraced fields built by the Indians, and there was a din of voices.

Spanish bullfighting originated from Roman bullfighting. The Roman Caesar who once ruled them liked bullfighting on horseback. Later, this tradition was continued by the royal family and nobles.

Fei Lao Er didn't like it very much, and his father didn't like it either. After all, the Spanish King of Habsburg was tricked by handsome men. To be honest, the royal family were all outsiders, but the Duke of Alva, a former nobleman, was different. I have been passionate about bullfighting since I was a child.

But Spain's game has nothing to do with civilians.

The old duke was full of curiosity about the true strength of the Ming army, even though he had been observing the soldiers of the Ming army from a distance on the border for some time, so that the officers under his permanent staff didn't know when the Ming army would change their defenses on the border. He knew it well, but he had never seen the Ming army shoot or fight.

Everyone who actually saw it died.

The lucky ones who were lucky enough to recover a life from the fiasco were more keen to infinitely exaggerate the strength of the Ming army than to describe the actual situation, as if this would make their fiasco look more glorious.

After an unknown amount of time, when Duke Alva was about to drink up the wine he had brought with his wine glass, Brother Acosta beside him reminded, "Someone has come out of the command room!"

The so-called command room is Chen Mu's small house.

Two soldiers in bright armor were on the left and two on the right, accompanied by the low sound of horns, and the huge red sun flag inlaid with dragons was fluttering, followed by the flag soldiers guarding all over the terraced fields around the school grounds blowing their horns, In front of the huge battle drums on all sides of the school field, several strong and vigorous shirtless wrestlers stepped forward, and the drumsticks slammed heavily on the drums.

Boom!
dong dong!

Then the drums continued, accompanied by the rhythmic and vigorous sound of war drums, and the sound of horseshoes came from afar.

Three teams of Ming army cavalry slowly entered the arena in a phalanx, but turned around hastily for a look, and Alva's old heart seemed to shout angrily, that's it!
This is what he wants from his subordinates!
They were three hundred-man phalanxes. They all wore red military uniforms, with a red-dyed ponytail on the top of their helmets hanging down to their backs. The legs were covered with armor skirts painted with dragon patterns, and each of them raised their heads slightly, undulating slowly with the bouncing footsteps of a steed.

They carried cavalry guns on their shoulders, and cavalry swords on their waists. On the side of each phalanx, an officer with a breastplate carved with a pattern of beasts was walking on horseback. The officer's waist saber was drawn in his hand; The pattern, but it looks slightly different from that of the outer officers, who have a small flag on their helmets.

The top ten and last ten cavalrymen in the entire phalanx had a flag on their backs. They also looked like officers, and the sixth row of ten cavalrymen in the team had no flags on their heads and backs, but they also had beast patterns on their breastplates.

Duke Alva narrowed his eyes, turned his head and whispered to Acosta, "110 three-man cavalry phalanx, with 33 officers."

Speaking of which, Alva was a little puzzled, and turned to Almansa, the old governor who lived with the Ming army, and asked: "It seems that the battle report did not mention that the Ming army had cavalry with long muskets. In Taxco, they used pistols. , bows, sabers, and very long knives, with which they charged our knights with spears at the Battle of the Canyon."

Almansa will also be confused by this question, shaking his head and saying: "I have never seen these people before!"

In fact, the people are still the same people, and the cavalry is still the same cavalry, only the weapons have been changed.

Almansa may never know that every Beiyang cavalry is an excellent infantry before becoming a cavalry, and then he can become a cavalry.

In Beiyang, there are no infantry who do not have proficient shooting skills. They can use various weapons on horseback. Although the skills may not be so professional, the discipline is enough for them to destroy everything.

The Spanish nobles were talking, their uniform cavalry had stepped into the school field, their ranks changed, starting from the No.1 officer, everyone quickened their pace a little, marched along the edge of the circular school field, lined up long snakes, war horses Still stepping on the war drum, he walked around half of the school field and shot at Taniguchi's giant wooden targets with white paint and circles at intervals of [-] steps.

The sound of the drums was very slow, the footsteps of the war horses were very slow, and the continuous sound of gunfire was also very slow.

But the sound of drums, hooves, and guns always sounded at the same time.

While people were still watching intently the cavalry team walking out of the gunpowder smoke and slowly reloading their ammunition on horseback, the same three hundred Beiyang infantrymen from the same three hundred households at the entrance on the other side had already marched to the sound of war drums in almost the same attire and organization. Enter the school grounds.

The only difference is that their uniforms are dark blue, and they don't ride horses.

The silent infantry walked slowly towards the middle of the school grounds. This time, voices finally came from the school grounds. The chief banner officer of the infantry phalanx was shouting the password. When they were about to walk to the middle of the school field, the suona also rang, followed by an exciting music together with the drums, which made the whole school field excited amidst the continuous sound of guns.

"What kind of military music is that, so loud?"

The old prince felt that after the strange thing rang, he could not hear the sound of such a big war drum. He suspected that there was something wrong with his ears. He just wanted to touch his ears, but found that Almansa's hand was faster than his, so he simply stopped his action.

Acosta replied: "Suona, they are called Suona. Mr. Fu Zongbing, who likes to gamble, said that the passage just now was the prelude before they started the war. This instrument can blow people from life to grave. What else can I say? It seems that I don’t know the song when I hear it for the first time... Anyway, the meaning is that I didn’t know what it meant when I first heard it, and when I understood it, I was already in the coffin.”

"It is said that in the Battle of Baima River, the phalanx of the legion was defeated in this kind of military music."

The momentum is too majestic, the part where the infantry phalanx plays the suona was chosen by Chen Mu himself, and the ancient song of the Tang Dynasty was changed by the order of the general, and it is called Tianxia Datong.

Not to mention how proud Chen Mu next door was when he heard this sound.

As long as the suona in Laozi's formation is not broken, who dares to fight with me?
Guotai Minan!

Accompanied by the formation of the infantry, Duke Alva, who knew the ins and outs of the song, sighed: "After I leave, let the garrison in the New World stop thinking about going to war with the Ming army."

"Perhaps, in Spain, we can invite some officers of the Ming army to train soldiers for the king, maintain a few more large trades, and make the relationship between the two sides closer. Try to talk to Chen Mu."

(End of this chapter)