Sun Ce held the long halberd tightly, stabbed it out, then retracted it, and pulled it hard.

The halberd hyacinth struck the wooden man's stake, but it could not be cut. As long as the wooden man's stake was left with a deep scratch on the neck. If it was a real person, it would inevitably cause carotid artery injury and die of excessive blood loss.

The Sun family and his son all have the talent to practice martial arts. Sun Ce was able to conquer his country at a young age and was inseparable from his talent in this area. Although he was only sixteen years old, he was eight feet tall, with a bee waist and a little overwhelming back, and had a superior strength and a superior reaction. Even regardless of the martial arts he passed down from his family, he was a rare general based on his physical fitness alone.

The only regret is that the martial arts passed down by the Sun family are also great players, and they are nothing more than chopping and stabbing. There are no secrets such as the legendary soul-breaking sword and the Qimen gun. The only difference between them and ordinary people is that they have practiced since childhood and are more proficient, and are not comparable to farmers who only practice twice during the slack season.

Despite this, Sun Ce still practiced very carefully. In the chaotic times, it is always right to have a good martial arts, not to mention that he has such a good foundation and it is a pity to waste it. Although he doesn't want to be a reckless man of courage, who can guarantee that he will not be alone? After finally traveling through time, he is also a famous little overlord Sun Ce. If he is cut off by a passerby, it will be a joke.

As for martial arts, it is actually the simplest way. The good-looking ones are all fancy and only two tricks can kill people. Just like the so-called masters in later generations, the postures under the ring are well-placed. When they go on the ring, they either use turtle punches or are killed instantly, and they are beaten to the point of blueness and swollen eyes. In the Internet age, all kinds of masters emerge in endlessly, and countless people are beaten back to their original form. He has seen too many of them.

With a long halberd in his hand and a horse galloping, Sun Ce felt an inexplicable sense of heroism in his heart, as if the original Sun Ce was back. At this time, his third brother Sun Yi and his eighth sister Sun Shangxiang, who had just walked, were his most loyal cheerleaders. He stomped his feet and clapped his hands and never tired of it, which made Sun Ce feel very accomplished. If it weren't for changing his father's destiny to continue his decadent life as a rich second generation, he wouldn't want to go to Nanyang.

Sun Yi and Sun Shangxiang cheered loudly, and Sun Quan also showed envy. Sun Ce was not very satisfied. He was familiar with the history of war and weapons, and knew that with the innovation of iron smelting technology, the protection ability of armor was improved, and the function of side branches of halberds was weakened, and it would soon disappear from the battlefield, retaining the function of spears. In the future, it would be the era when the spears became king. However, the spears became the main weapon of cavalry warfare and needed another help: stirrups, without stirrups, maintaining balance, most people could not sit firmly on their legs and hold guns in their hands to charge.

But he doesn't plan to take out a magical tool like stirrup for the time being.

In the Three Kingdoms era, those who can fight on horseback with spears and halberds were masters. Sun Ce was such a master, but this was his talent and not everyone could have. One of the biggest shortcomings in fighting for the world with Jiangdong as the foundation was the lack of cavalry, there were not enough war horses, and there were no well-trained knights. Once you cross the Yangtze River, facing the northern iron cavalry that was riding horses, it would be difficult for the Jiangdong army, which was dominated by infantry, would it be difficult for you to win. At this time, let the stirrups appear in advance and cause trouble for yourself.

If the source of war horses cannot be solved, separating Jiangdong means waiting to die. Unless there is a major mistake in the north, there is no chance of a counterattack. Whether it is Zhang Hong's Guangling, Lu Su's couch, or even Zhuge Liang's Longzhong match, there is a premise: there is a change in the north. If the north does not change, then Jiangdong and Western Shu can only wait for death.

If you want to fight for the Central Plains, you must fight for the Jianghuai. If you want to fight for the Jianghuai, you have to face the cavalry in the north. After Sun Ce was assassinated, Sun Quan failed to successfully attack Hefei many times. Although because his military was not director of Sun Quan, he met Cao Cao, the most outstanding military strategist in the Three Kingdoms, in the final analysis, insufficient number of cavalry is also a key factor. Without enough cavalry, even if Sun Ce was not dead, the plan to attack Xu Du was not successful.

It was Sun Ce's regret that he failed to compete in the Central Plains. In this regard, his record was not as valuable as Sun Jian, who once defeated the Western Liang Army, but from another perspective, it was not his luck. Facing the Tiger and Leopard Cavalry under Cao Cao and the later famous Wuhuan Cavalry, Sun Ce was not sure of victory. This was determined by objective conditions and was not diverted by someone's will. Not to mention the little overlord Sun Ce, even the real overlord Xiang Yu could not sweep away the army with one force. It is precisely because of this that Sun Ce now urgently hopes to save Sun Jian's life and at least a few years of buffering time so that he can find a countermeasure against the cavalry.

Practicing martial arts hard does not mean superstitious about personal force, these are two different things.

As a time traveler, Sun Ce is very calm.

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Zhou Yu politely declined the plan to go to Chang'an. Lu Kang was very disappointed, but he still referred Zhou Yu as a filial piety and entrusted him and Sun Ce to escort the plotter to Nanyang.

A few days later, news came from the prefect's house that the scheming officer was ready and could set off. Sun Ce said goodbye to his mother and younger siblings, went out with Zhou Yu, and came to the door of the prefect's house. Not long after, Lu Kang came out and looked at Sun Ce from a distance, and wanted to speak but stopped. Sun Ce bowed slightly. Seeing this, Lu Kang replied with embarrassment.

Sun Ce felt that although Lu Kang was a little self-righteous and sometimes too naive, he was not a bad person strictly speaking, at least he was much better than the hypocritical and magnanimous gentlemen in later generations. The Han people were also honest, and later they only pretended to be crazy and stupid, taking drugs and fruits to run for the Wei and Jin dynasties, and then there was the Southern and Northern Dynasties where the aristocratic families were dominating. Countless children of aristocratic families talked about benevolence, righteousness and morality, but they held the rice bowls that the Hu tribe rewarded.

It’s good to stay at home for a thousand days, but it’s hard to go out for a while. For Sun Ce, a modern person who came from a long journey, traveling far away in the Han Dynasty was definitely a difficult challenge. Because there were no stirrups, it was too tiring to maintain balance with just two legs and hold the saddle. He wanted to keep his car with Zhou Yu all the time. However, after less than a minute of sitting in the car, he changed his mind and decided to ride a horse, which is a beautiful name for practicing riding.

There is no way, it’s too uncomfortable to ride a car. First, he has to kneel and his knees hurt; second, the cars in the Han Dynasty did not have a shock absorption system, and the road was uneven, which made him feel a headache when he hit the bus. Sun Ce felt that if he took the bus to Nanyang, not only would his legs be ruined, but his bones would be crushed into powder.

It's better to ride a horse.

The clerk was cold in his face when he saw Sun Ce's decision, but Zhou Yu disagreed. The car was not only a means of transportation, but also a symbol of identity. Not everyone can ride a car, and it is very shameful to ride a horse. Even the general who led the army to fight could ride a car as much as possible when marching, and he would ride a horse if he had no choice but to ride a horse. Those who rode a horse were low-ranking people, such as the cavalry officer who accompanied the entourage. The ten divisions of the Zhou family were riding horses and rushing on horseback. Isn't it with them?

Sun Ce refused to accept Zhou Yu's opinion, and he even asked Zhou Yu to ride a horse, but of course Zhou Yu refused without hesitation. The two of them had their own opinions, and in the end they had to take their own things. Zhou Yu took a car and Sun Ce rode a horse.

"This is your own voluntary." Zhou Yu leaned on the carriage and smiled wickedly.

Sun Ce immediately responded to the color. "Gongjin, although you are smart, you are a prisoner for painting and psychologically surrendering to the world. It is difficult to have real insight. If you want to be different, you must first be superior and jump out of the inherent level. Only the eagle flying high can you summarize the overall situation. It is impossible for the chicken pecking in the grass to understand what the eagle is thinking."

Zhou Yu was very depressed, but he had to admit that Sun Ce was right.

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