"Crown Prince, how dare you say what you just said again." Li Jing took a step forward, stared at Li Chengqian with his tiger eyes, and said word by word.

"The Prince's Right Guard leads the sixteen guards, three thousand against ten thousand." Li Chengqian refused to look at Li Jing in an instant.

The reason why Li Chengqian dared to challenge Li Jing was that he had to talk about the training led by the Prince's Right Guard.

Currently, the Right Guard Xuan has a total of 15,000 soldiers, including 5,000 elite combat soldiers, including 3,000 infantrymen and 2,000 Yue cavalry.

The military system added the smallest unit of the group based on the original Tang army, with five people in each group, including one team leader.

These five people include two sword and shield soldiers, two long sword soldiers, and one spear soldiers.

During close combat, several groups stood in a row, with long spearmen in the center, guarding the swords and shields on both sides, and behind the swords and soldiers.

Long-distance combat is mainly based on bows, with thirty arrows per person, and three-stage shooting as the main attack method.

In addition, each person is equipped with three javelins to use for throwing weapons during medium-range combat.

As for the cavalry, it is mainly a ranger, with each soldier supporting a bow, crossbow, horizontal sword and short spear.

Training projects include individual combat, group combat (five-man team), team combat (in team, fifty people) and corps (in team, three hundred people).

The most important thing is that the elites led by the Right Guard eat meat, and each person ensures a fixed amount of half a pound of meat every day, which is incomparable to all the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty.

Li Jing may not know these things, but Li Er knew very well. He also wanted to know how strong the Right Guard led this army that had been trained for two years, and whether it could be as strong as 3,000 to 10,000.

So when Li Chengqian and Li Jing were confronting each other, Li Er spoke: "I will send an order to practice military military affairs tomorrow, and the prince's right guard will lead the right guard against the right guard, three thousand to ten thousand."

"Here!" Everyone in the room bowed.

"Crown Prince, I will say it for the last time. The army has no joke. If you take back your words now, it will be too late, otherwise it will be too late to regret this decree." It seems that the discussion just now should have satisfied Li Er, and it is rare to give Li Chengqian another chance.

However, Li Chengqian has his own plans, so he will naturally not admit defeat at this time. Don’t say that victory or defeat is difficult, but you just know that you will lose and you will have to push it.

Moreover, in the martial Tang Dynasty, whether to fight or not or not is completely different from whether to fight or not. If you are afraid of challenges, even if this choice is wise, it will be looked down upon in the future.

Various reasons combined together prompted Li Chengqian to directly click on one knee: "Father, my son is willing to make a military order."

"Forget it, since you insist on doing this, then that's it." Li Er waved his hand casually and signaled Li Chengqian to get up.

In a battle, if Li Chengqian's right guard wins, he will naturally win the glory he deserves; if he loses, everything will be stopped, and he will even leave an impression of overestimating his abilities among the court officials, so it is completely meaningless to establish a military order.

After the meeting was over and everyone left Ganlu Hall, Li Jing solemnly said to the intercepting Li Chengqian: "Your Highness, are you really sure to perform martial arts tomorrow?"

Li Chengqian looked at Li Jing with a smile. He really didn't know what to say about this general who was cautious in adhering to the doctrine of the mean.

The military exercise has been decided and the imperial edict has been issued. What is the point of continuing to say whether you are sure of this? Can Li Chengqian still sit back after he is half apart?

"Brother Yao, everything will be done at noon tomorrow. It's useless to say too much!" Just as Li Chengqian was about to whisper Li Jing a few words, Changsun Wuji leaned over and pulled Li Jing away directly.

However, Sun Changwuji left, but Li Chengqian was confused. He was completely confused. He didn't understand what the inexplicable complex look when his uncle left. He didn't even understand it when he returned to "Lan Ruo Temple".

Three thousand to ten thousand, it was awesome, but no one knew what the result was. If Li Chengqian was not nervous, it was just nonsense.

So the next day, just dawn, Li Chengqian got up early, washed up and didn't eat after washing up, so he went out of the palace to go to the right guard station.

"Gao Ming, why did you get up so early today?" As soon as you arrived at the right guard, Li Chengqian saw a young man like a black iron tower standing at the gate of the camp, looking as if he was waiting for someone.

Li Chengqian smiled and didn't explain much. Instead, he asked the young man like the black iron tower: "Baolin, who are you waiting for?"

"Wait for my father, my father will give us a wooden knife for martial arts performance later." The young man named Baolin smiled silly: "I have been looking forward to Wu this time, but it's a pity that Your Majesty is not allowed to move real people. All weapons can only be made of wood, which is a pity."

"The wooden one is good. What's the matter with you who are afraid of death?" Li Chengqian teased the young man with a smile, but turned around and asked in surprise: "Is it you the leader this time?"

"Of course it's me. If Rengui takes action, he will bully people." The young man grinned and smiled even happier. It seemed that this time he was really bullying people against the 10,000 soldiers of the Right Martial Guard.

"Then you should be careful this time, be careful not to lose Jingzhou if you lose, be careful Uncle Yuchi goes back and sell your legs." Li Chengqian shook his head helplessly, knowing that this guy is the same as his brother Yuchi Gong, and he is just a donkey, so he just a brief reminder.

As the eldest of the Yuchi Gong family, Yuchi Baolin is much older than Li Chengqian, but he is a little silly and speaks very straightforwardly: "Don't worry, Gao Ming, the Right Wu Guard is from top to bottom, except for Uncle Cheng, I am really not afraid of anyone."

"It's good that you know it." Li Chengqian nodded, patted Yuchi Baolin's arm (not tall enough, not reaching his chest), and instructed: "After you go on stage, you must keep it a little bit, don't beat someone up."

"Yeah, I know!" Yuchi Baolin said with a silly smile.

As the two were talking, the sound of horse hooves sounded. Li Chengqian turned his head and looked, but saw another general like a black iron tower coming, and in an instant he had arrived with them.

"father!"

"Uncle Yuchi!"

When the person comes down immediately, take off his helmet, and look closely at who is not Yuchi's old man.

"What are you two doing here? Are you ready?" The old man Yuchi threw his helmet into Yuchi Baolin's arms and bowed to Li Chengqian as a gift.

"Dad, why did you throw your personal guard away again?" Yuchi Baolin hurriedly grabbed the helmet. He looked at the direction when Yuchi Gong came and muttered softly.

Old Man Yuchi snorted: "You don't have to worry about my affairs. Don't show mercy to the right martial arts guard later. If you lose, be careful of your legs when you go home."
Chapter completed!