vrcanaries Chapter 89 The Idea of Heavy Cavalry
Chapter 89 The Idea of Heavy Cavalry
Qin Xuan's arrow had reached the level of a top archer in the army, and even Pan Ruoan was shocked.
"As expected of the King of Chu."
Bai Mufeng nodded to himself and then began to arrange the subsequent assessments.
"Brother Pan, then I'll take my leave first."
Qin Xuan's next test will be on "riding," which requires him to go to a separate horse farm, while Pan Ruoan will be tested on "etiquette."
"Take care, Brother Jin."
Pan Ruoan bowed and saw them off. Qin Xuan returned the bow and then led Zhao Luoying and the others to the horse farm with the pageboy.
On the way, Zhao Luoying asked curiously, "Master Jin, you seem to value Pan Ruoan a lot?"
How can we not value it?
He was a great Confucian scholar of his time, the last disciple of the Confucian sage, and in this respect, he was even more esteemed than Qiu Xingzhi.
"Although Pan Ruoan is the Chancellor of the Imperial Academy, I discovered through yesterday's drink that he is also a man of great ambition and cares deeply about the world."
"If possible, I would indeed like to invite him to Beining City."
Beining City is desperately lacking in great Confucian scholars!
The improvement of an education system must start from the basics, such as educational hardware like classrooms and textbooks.
Ultimately, education is people-oriented. Only by improving the quality of teachers can we have a better future, and teachers are the most important and irreplaceable link.
"But he was personally appointed as the Grand Master of Ceremonies by the Emperor of Daqi. Would he be willing to accept that?"
Ning Yuanfeng felt that Pan Ruoan's status was too noble, and it was impossible for him to condescend to go to Beining City. This was indeed different from Qiu Xingzhi, after all, Qiu Xingzhi had offended the emperor by siding with Qin Xuan and had no place in the Imperial Academy.
"Let's take one step at a time."
Qin Xuan smiled. He was indeed eager to recruit talent, but he wasn't just desperately trying anything. His principle was to take a chance, no matter what.
Soon, the group arrived at the horse farm.
Qin Xuan's eyes lit up, and he smiled in surprise: "They are all Ferghana horses from the Khan Kingdom. As expected of the Confucian Sage's methods."
The Ferghana horses of the Khanate were enormous, with exceptional endurance and explosive power, making them the standard equipment for heavy cavalry.
However, it seems that no one has proposed the concept of heavy cavalry in this era.
"Looks like we'll have to find a way to get some Ferghana horses."
Qin Xuan's mind raced. The Shence Army's cavalry were light cavalry, as were the Jurchen Tulan Army. Even the Khanate, which was famous for its Ferghana horses, only had a small number of Ferghana horses in its army.
It's not that we don't want to increase it, but heavy cavalry, in addition to needing large warhorses, also requires heavy armor and armor, which is something that the forging level of weapons in various countries cannot yet achieve.
“Mr. Jin, the teacher said that he will not be coming to your horse riding assessment this time; I will observe from the side.”
The pageboy leading the way said respectfully.
Since Fang Lu, the pageboy, was expelled from the sect yesterday for offending Qin Xuan, now every pageboy in the bamboo house is exceptionally respectful when they see Qin Xuan.
Qin Xuan nodded, walked briskly into the horse farm, and then mounted his horse.
Although the horse had been domesticated, it immediately became somewhat agitated when a stranger suddenly mounted it.
The horse snorted in dissatisfaction, then reared up, its body upright, attempting to throw Qin Xuan to the ground.
"Haha, it's a fine horse."
Qin Xuan had fought on the battlefield for many years and had tamed countless warhorses.
He held the reins with one hand, and even took the time to pat the Ferghana horse's neck with the other, looking very excited.
"I really want to try out this warhorse! Little page, may I have a go?"
Ning Yuanfeng, also a soldier, gazed longingly at the Ferghana horses, his eyes shining. This was a common trait among most soldiers; upon seeing a superior warhorse or weapon, they always felt an itch to try it out.
The pageboy quickly shook his head in refusal, since only one person could participate in the assessment.
"Yuanfeng, don't be in a hurry. We'll get a batch of Ferghana horses later."
Qin Xuan had already taken control of the Ferghana horse and started galloping around the horse farm, but every now and then the Ferghana horse would still throw a little tantrum and try to throw Qin Xuan off its back.
Not far away, Yelü Huanxi, who had secretly followed, thought that Qin Xuan would embarrass himself at this hurdle, but she did not expect that she would witness such a scene that left her speechless when she arrived just a few minutes late.
Liaodong was skilled in mounted warfare, so Yelü Huanxi knew the explosive temper of the Ferghana horses better than ordinary people.
Even a Ferghana horse that has been tamed is still difficult to control if it is not its owner.
But before him, Qin Xuan galloped away on his horse, looking incredibly dashing.
"Damu, with your horse-taming skills, how long would it take you to reach his level?"
Yelü Huanxi asked the burly and fierce man beside him.
The latter hesitated for a moment: "At least half a quarter of an hour."
“But we’ve only been here for less than five minutes, and the other side arrived a little earlier than us, which means that Jin Xuan tamed the Ferghana horse right away.”
"It's not that he was completely tamed, but rather that he was so skilled at horsemanship that he could drive the Ferghana horse without needing to be completely tamed."
Damu was a cavalryman in the army, and his horsemanship was considered excellent among his peers.
But as he watched Qin Xuan in the riding arena, leaping and bounding on his horse, sometimes leaning to the side and sometimes crouching low, even performing dangerous maneuvers like turning on his back and landing like a swallow with ease, he knew that he was no match for Qin Xuan in horsemanship.
“Master, this man is so skilled in both riding and archery, he is definitely not an ordinary scholar. I advise you not to provoke him rashly.”
Damu could see that his master had already set his sights on recruiting Jin Xuan, but such people were not so easy to recruit.
"I don't need you to remind me of this; I know what I'm doing."
Yelü Huanxi gazed at Qin Xuan in the horse farm from afar, her black pearl-like eyes sparkling with admiration and anticipation.
Damu immediately knelt down: "I know I was wrong, please forgive me, Master."
"Let's go. I wonder if Yelü Changkong has passed the final test yet."
Seeing that Qin Xuan's party was almost over, Yelü Huanxi turned and left.
Damu got up and followed, but before leaving, he glanced at Qin Xuan with a solemn expression, as if he had made a decision.
"Congratulations, Mr. Jin, on passing the assessment."
The young page greeted Qin Xuan with a smile, but at the same time, he genuinely admired Qin Xuan, as this was the most skilled horseman he had ever seen since he took charge of the assessments.
"So, our next test will be on 'books'?"
Qin Xuan stretched his body and felt completely comfortable, which made Ning Yuanfeng extremely envious, after all, it was a Ferghana horse, an extremely rare warhorse.
"Little scholar, are there any specific requirements for the 'book' assessment?"
As they walked back, Qin Xuan casually asked a question.
"Poetry, lyrics, songs, and the Four Books and Five Classics are not limited to any particular genre."
The young page answered.
"That'll be easy."
Qin Xuan smiled slightly.
He has been guarding the border for a long time. If you really want him to write some cautionary articles or something else, Qin Xuan really needs to think about it carefully.
But if poetry and songs are also counted, then with his plagiarism skills, it would be as easy as drinking water for him.
The young page naturally couldn't understand the meaning of Qin Xuan's words, but he felt that Qin Xuan was being somewhat arrogant.
In his view, anyone with outstanding martial skills would inevitably be weaker in literary skills, since a person's energy is limited and how could they possibly excel in everything?