In the morning light, the array of more than 300 people was silhouetted and looked cunning.

With the spear in your hand, your breathing gradually stabilized.

Guo Qian felt that such a scene should not appear in the Imperial College, but in the military camp.

He looked at Chen An who was walking forward, not knowing how he should deal with the future changes.

Chen Ben whispered: "Sacrificial wine, now Chen An is in power. If you want to be literary, you can only be literary, and if you want to be martial, you can only be martial, and the Imperial College... has changed! I am not afraid of changing now, but if this continues, what should we do?"

Guo Qian shook his head, the goatee swayed slightly in the morning breeze, and said helplessly: "Look at it first, if it doesn't work... the students can say that at least they have to have a number."

This is a way to save the country by taking a curve, so that students should be wary of some remarks and not follow the crowd.

Before Chen Ben saw Chen An walk to the array, he said, "This competition must be a sure loss. He used the students and the Imperial College as his ladder to achieve his goal. The public and private sacrificial wine must be clearly distinguished!"

"Silence, hear what he says."

"What else can he say, nothing to say."

The students were a little panicked. They felt that they were going to perform martial arts with the village soldiers to give them their heads. And no one knew whether the martial arts performance would be dangerous. Facing the unknown front, they were timid.

"Are you scared?"

Chen An directly exposed their disguise with just one sentence.

Chen An said coldly: "Do you know what scholars from the Han and Tang dynasties were like?"

"They hold a pen in one hand and a sword in the other. When the beacon smoke rises, they don't hide at home and recite any sage books, nor do they crouch in the classroom to write any articles. They will carry three-foot swords and get on the horse to kill the enemy!"

"Are you scared?"

Chen An raised his voice, "Have you shrunk? Touch your crotch, is the bird still there? Is it still there?"

This is humiliation, and no man with a handle will be calm.

A group of young students shouted: "Here!"

In the atmosphere was warm, someone suddenly shouted: "It's still big!"

Grass mud horse!

Amidst a burst of laughter, Chen An cursed: "A bunch of idiots, do you know? Outside... no, the entire Bianliang City, including the officials, think that the Imperial College will lose, do you know? Your opponent was drunk last night, why? Because they look down on you."

The students began to get impatient.

The entire Bianliang City was not optimistic about them, and they actually knew the news.

But it is known that it is one thing, but it is another to motivate it.

No one came out to take the lead in agitation, so everyone was pretending to be stupid.

"They said you have no eggs!"

Chen An shouted angrily: "Do you have them?"

"have!"

The anger has risen to the highest point. If you bewitch it, these students will definitely riot.

Chen An praised: "It's true that he is a student of the Imperial College."

He said confidently: "In fact, the battle formation is just like that, swords, guns, swords, sticks, and war horses gallop. But what you are going to face is just wooden swords and wooden guns. They only have more than one hundred people, and our number is three times theirs. As long as we keep our array and believe me, we will win!"

If you have no worries about life and fear, you are really not a man.

The students gradually became excited and Chen An said with a reserved attitude: "My teacher is a hermit in Mangshan, with unparalleled military tactics. Believe in me, follow me, and you will win glory."

This trick is amazing!

According to rumors from the outside world, Chen An's teacher was respectful and had always lived in seclusion in the graves deep in the Mang Mountains, with the corpses.

This hermit was versatile in astronomy and geography. If he had not been moved by Chen Bian's sincerity, he would have stayed in Mangshan.

As his disciple, Chen An has made his mark many times, which is enviable.

Unparalleled military tactics!

The students gradually felt relieved.

"After the way!"

Chen An waved his hand and walked quickly with a sloping siege on his body.

He was wearing armor, and the sound of his movements was loud as he walked, and a solemn aura gradually spread.

"When it comes to personal force, the students are all scumbags, but they gather together, use long spears and arrays to push flat. Do you understand? They can't win!"

...

There had never been a large number of literati in the Song Dynasty to practice martial arts, so the practice of the Imperial College in the past few days has become particularly eye-catching.

Three days later, many people came from outside the village in Shen'an outside the city.

There were more and more people, and the entire farm was surrounded.

Huang Chun was a little panicked and blinked his little eyes and said, "Will something happen?"

Yan Baoyu shook his head and said, "The students of Imperial College cannot win us, so be at ease."

Huang Chun nodded and suppressed all the uneasiness.

"The official family is here!"

After a burst of shouting, a team of cavalry came from outside the village.

The cavalry escorted the carriage into the farm, and then Chen An appeared.

Zhao Zhen was placed outside the main house, with a large umbrella, a ring chair and a table, and the tea was fragrant...

The emperor has to serve him wherever he goes.

The prime ministers also came, and the chiefs of the Third Yai came.

Chen An bowed his hand and greeted them with a smile. Bao Zheng came over alone and asked in a low voice: "I heard that you humiliated the students of the Imperial College, and they all said that you were deliberately trying to make the students lose."

Chen An said lightly: "Mr. Bao, wait and see, let's wait and see!"

The village soldiers had already begun to assemble beside each other.

One hundred and three people lined up, holding wooden swords and guns in their hands, looking a little nervous.

"They panicked?"

Zhao Zhen asked with some dissatisfaction, and he felt that these rural soldiers were a bit over-name.

Gu Zuosun explained: "The official family, those people are old soldiers, but they are not afraid of the battle formation. But they were a little panicked when they saw you."

People are panicked when they see the emperor, and even soldiers are panicked when they see you...

This made Zhao Zhen satisfied, and then asked: "Can the students of the Imperial College have a chance to win today?"

Gu Zuoshun had just seen the military power of the village soldiers, and at this moment he said confidently: "Officials, these village soldiers are strong in their aura, and the Imperial College is not the opponent."

Seeing that Zhao Zhen was a little puzzled, he explained again: "The old soldiers and the fierce soldiers are the most cherished people in the army. They can serve ten people, and when their opponents are students, the government will be fine. As long as the fierce spirit is together, those students who have never seen blood will panic, and then..."

He suddenly felt that this was wrong, so he quickly apologized to the prime ministers.

"The official spoke quickly and said nonsense. Please forgive me for your sins."

What do you say will make students panic? What do you think of one?

Are we literati so unbearable?

Zhao Zhen also felt that this was too much and was about to smooth things over, but Chen An spoke.

"Gu Dianshuai's words are right."

Chen An said: "When students and those who have never seen a battle formation, when facing a fierce soldier, even a hundred people could not stop one."

Is this guy crazy?

We are saying good things for the students of the Imperial College, but you actually ruined the situation?

Literary people have a characteristic: they can fight internally, but when faced with warriors, everyone will abandon their grudges and first lie down these thieves and soldiers.

The civil servants felt that Chen An should know this, but in the end he stabbed him.

"The people from the Imperial College are here!"

Just as the civil servants were about to kill Chen An with their eyes, a big gap was cracked in the crowd outside.

"The white horse is adorning the golden ban, and it is flying northwest. I want to ask who the family is, the You and the Ranger..."

The singing suddenly rose and the students came in line.

Their steps are not neat, but they are amazing.

Zhao Zhen said in surprise: "It turns out to be a white horse chapter?"

The White Horse Chapter was written by Cao Zhi, also known as the Ranger Chapter, which is the most inspiring young people.

"The feathered edict came from the north, and the horse climbed the high embankment. He drove the Xiongnu and looked at the left of the Xianbei..."

The students came in with wooden guns, singing excitedly.
To be continued...