Chapter 1052 This is the watershed between knights and cavalry! How can a few people be so brave? !
"High Bridge Saddle?" Ying Zheng chewed on the name and looked thoughtfully at the things tied to the horse's back: "Brother Wang, do you mean this is a saddle?"
"It's called the High Bridge Saddle because it's extremely high compared to today's saddles and looks like an upside-down bridge?"
Today's saddles are generally divided into two types. The low-lord cavalry sewed multiple layers of linen together to form a butt pad, and then tied the butt pad to the horse's back with a girdle to create a saddle.
The Gaojue cavalry use various animal leathers to make exquisite, luxurious and comfortable butt pads, which may be decorated with some hooks to temporarily place weapons and quivers, and then use belly straps to tie the butt pads to the horse's back. A saddle is formed on it.
Yes, today's saddle is just a butt pad. Although the style and shape are different from the butt pads commonly used in later generations, its main function is just to prevent the knight from being touched by the backbone of the war horse!
Although the high-bridge saddle presented in front of Ying Zheng was also covered with a layer of pig skin, just looking at the high upturned front and rear sides, Ying Zheng was sure that there must be a layer of pig skin covered under this layer of pig skin. It is supported by a large and solid wooden structure.
Ying Zheng looked at Ying Chengyu seriously and asked: "Everyone knows that the heavier the load on the war horse, the less durable the war horse will be."
"Therefore, our Qin army has always forbidden war horses to carry burdens and can only carry knights."
"Although Brother Nai has not weighed it himself, he knows that this high bridge saddle must be not light."
"If the war horse is forced to carry this high-bridge saddle all the time, the war horse will have to carry dozens of kilograms of weight for a long time, and its physical strength will definitely be inferior to that of a horse carrying an ordinary saddle."
"If you want to build up horsepower, this saddle must be carried by Changan vehicles on weekdays, which adds pressure to logistics."
"If we encounter an enemy suddenly, the time to assemble this high-bridge saddle may delay the fighter's opportunity!"
"What is the benefit of this thing?"
An old lady can carry an ordinary saddle everywhere, but it is as light as a weight to a war horse. There is no need to take it off or transport it, just let the war horse carry it all the time.
But just by looking at it with the naked eye, Ying Zheng knew that the Gaoqiao saddle weighed at least twenty (Qin) kilograms.
Is it called building up horsepower if a war horse is always carrying such a heavy object? That's called a waste of horsepower!
However, if the war horses are not allowed to carry such heavy objects during non-war times, equipping them before the battle may delay the opportunity to fight.
At a glance, Ying Zheng saw the many shortcomings of this high-bridge saddle, and then...
Ying Zheng is even more looking forward to it!
What huge advantages does this high-bridge saddle have that allow Brother Wang to ignore its many disadvantages!
Facing Ying Zheng's expectant gaze, Ying Chengyu did not explain. Instead, he looked at Ying Zheng with a smile and said, "Brother, you will know once you try."
Ying Zheng raised his eyebrows: "Oh??"
"Brother Nai will give it a try himself!"
As he spoke, Ying Zheng walked to the left side of the war horse and prepared to press the horse's back with both hands.
But as soon as Ying Zheng put his hands on the horse, he found an iron object falling under the saddle.
With a slight thought in his mind, Ying Zheng did not jump directly onto the horse's back as before. Instead, he supported the saddle on the horse's back with one hand, stepped on the iron object with one foot, and gave a little strength.
Hey! This thing is much easier to use than a meat stool!
Ying Chengyu took advantage of the situation and reminded him: "This is a stirrup."
"Mounting in stirrups takes longer than turning over, and the horse may move during this time."
"Brother, you can hold the high bridge with one hand and step on the stirrup with one foot. This is more convenient."
Ying Zheng followed Ying Chengyu's prompts, grabbed the front bridge of the saddle with his left hand, stepped into the stirrup with his left foot, and with a slight force in his waist core, he jumped up and climbed onto the horse's back easily.
When he got on the horse, Ying Zheng's shocked eyes were still looking down at the stirrups under his feet: "This thing! This thing!"
"It is truly a sacred object of knights!"
Ying Chengyu chuckled: "Is this amazing?"
"Brother, go on!"
While talking, Ying Chengyu took out a short bow from the box, and also took out a set of arrow baskets full of arrows, and threw them all at Ying Zheng.
Ying Zheng immediately retracted his thoughts, grabbed the short bow and arrow basket with both hands, and carried them behind his back with ease.
Then Ying Chengyu stepped aside, raised his right hand, raised his eyebrows and asked with a smile: "I haven't practiced in sparring for many years. I wonder how good my brother is in martial arts, but can he still ride a horse?"
Ying Zheng smiled and tapped Ying Chengyu with his fingers: "Don't underestimate Brother Nai!"
As he spoke, Ying Zheng's legs gently pinched the horse's belly.
The four hooves stepped slowly and the horse's body swayed slightly, but Ying Zheng's expression changed, and he looked at the high bridge saddle under him with a look of horror.
Xu Shi couldn't believe his guess. Regardless of the fact that he was not completely familiar with this harness, Ying Zheng shouted: "Drive~"
The horse didn't dare to hesitate, and immediately took off its four hooves and sped up.
On horseback, Ying Zheng's face became more solemn and he murmured softly: "The horse is running wildly, but I don't feel my body swaying?"
"Is this the reason why Brother Wang still wants to use this thing even though he knows its great disadvantages!"
The war horse does not advance at a uniform speed, but advances with a slight hesitation.
A knight on horseback is like standing on the roof of a truck that is traveling at high speed, turning frequently, and passing speed bumps. He may be thrown off his horse if he is not careful.
At that time, there was only one word waiting for the knight - death!
The knight must clamp the horse's belly tightly with his legs to stabilize his body, so as to avoid such tragedies.
However, it is only possible. Once the horse starts and stops suddenly, or the knight himself encounters an external force, the knight may still be thrown off the horse. More importantly, it takes a lot of strength to clamp the horse's body between the legs. After riding for a long time, the knight's legs will become tired, cramped, and even bloody from the friction!
This directly resulted in the cavalry long-distance attack tactics of this era being tactics that could only be used by nomadic tribes or Chinese elites.
But now, what does Ying Zheng feel? !
Heartbroken, Ying Zheng grabbed the reins with one hand and Gao Qiao with the other. His legs slightly relaxed, relaxed, and then relaxed again, until they completely left the horse!
Ying Zheng: (°Д°)
Ying Zheng's eyes widened with shock: "With this thing, the knight can control himself without having to clamp the horse's body with his legs?!"
"If this is the case, the knight's legs will not need to exert force all the time when running long distances. The time and distance of the knight's running will no longer depend on the knight himself, but on the horse under the knight's crotch!"
what does that mean?
As long as this high-bridge saddle is assembled in the army on a large scale, the tactics of knights running long distances in the future will no longer be special tactics that can only be used by a small group of elites, but a regular tactic that can be carried out by the entire army of knights.
Even though Ying Zheng can only be regarded as understanding but not proficient in the battle, Ying Zheng can still appreciate the strategic significance of the changes!
Suddenly, a loud shout came to Ying Zheng's ears on the wind: "Brother, don't let your feet go, keep your feet firmly in the stirrups!"
Ying Zheng came to his senses and immediately stepped into the stirrups as Ying Chengji said.
Upon seeing this, Ying Chengyu shouted again: "Stand up!"
Ying Zheng laughed: "Stand up?"
"How can a person get up again while riding on a horse?"
How can a person stand up when he is riding a horse and not standing on the ground?
Even the cavalrymen who can fight hand to hand and charge into battle on horseback cannot stand up!
Thinking like this, Ying Zheng stood up.
Ying Zheng: [_?]
He looked down at the distance between his lower body and the horse's back.
He turned his head and glanced at his feet firmly planted in the stirrups.
Ying Zheng: 0ДQ
Ying Zheng exclaimed: "I have really stood up?!"
How is it possible?
How is this possible!
The fact that a person can stand up on a horse is directly beyond Ying Zheng's cognitive scope and imagination!
But Ying Chengyu did not give Ying Zheng a chance to express his shock, and asked loudly: "Can the eldest brother still hold a sword?!"
Ying Zheng was forced out of his shocked mood by Ying Chengyu's cry. When he turned around, he saw Ying Chengyu standing on the spot with his sword raised high.
The shock in Ying Zheng's heart grew stronger: "Is it that Brother Wang wants to have a close fight with Brother Nai?"
Ying Chengyu spread his legs slightly to stabilize his lower body, smiled at Ying Zheng and nodded.
Ying Zheng pursed his lips, tightened the reins, turned around and charged back, and at the same time drew the sword from his waist.
A series of shocks left Ying Zheng with no time to think carefully.
However, his long-term subconsciousness drove Ying Zheng to loudly warn: "If Brother Nai is defeated, Brother Nai's life will depend on Brother Wang!"
Ying Chengyu laughed loudly: "Brother, if you don't want to fall off your horse, you should put your stirrup firmly on!"
"Remember, toes are up, heels are down, don't step too deep!"
When the cry fell, the two swords had already collided!
“Dang~~~”
The sound of gold and iron clashing exploded, and broken copper pieces flew into the air. All the ministers, guards, eunuchs, eunuchs and soldiers all felt their hearts tightening, and they even tightened their grip on the weapons in their hands, but under the strict orders Don't dare to do anything without permission.
At the core of Wangyuan, Ying Zheng's wrist was sore, but he had no time to pay attention to the discomfort in his wrist. Instead, he stared at the gap in his sword and murmured in shock: "I have endured such a huge force that the sword body was broken, but Still not dead? ”
Ying Zheng could feel that at the last moment, Ying Chengyu's wrist softened and he lost his strength.
But even so, the power of Ying Chengyu's sword just now is not something that ordinary people can bear.
More importantly, Ying Zheng is riding a horse!
Carrying such a huge force, Ying Zheng fell off the horse, and even the shaking of his body was limited to the high bridge saddle!
How brave I am! ! !
No, it's not that I suddenly became brave.
The high-bridge saddle and stirrups developed by Brother Wang are too terrifying!
Ying Chengyu's voice sounded like fairy music again behind Ying Zheng: "Brother, take the bow!"
This time, Ying Zheng simply gave up thinking and took out the short bow from his back, along with an arrow.
Upon seeing this, Ying Chengyu suddenly exerted force with his arms, threw the wooden box into the sky, and shouted: "Reverse, shoot!"
Ying Zheng followed his muscle memory and drew his bow to turn left, only to find that the wooden box was located directly behind him!
Ying Zheng immediately used his legs to give instructions to the horse on his crotch, asking it to turn to the left so that the wooden box could enter the range of Ying Zheng's bow and arrow.
However, Ying Chengyu shouted again: "Half stand up! Turn your hips! Shoot!"
Upon hearing this, Ying Zheng no longer waited for the war horse, but stepped on the stirrups with both feet as Ying Chengyu said, supporting himself to stand up in a half-squat, and at the same time, he turned his hips to the extreme left and turned his upper body accordingly. The wooden box appeared in the arrow Right in front of!
Ying Zheng didn't hesitate at all and suddenly let go of his bowstring.
“Dong~~~”
With a muffled sound, the wooden box fell to the ground under the influence of gravity.
Looking back at the arrow firmly inserted on the side of the wooden box, Ying Zheng's pupils diverged slightly: "It can be shot from such a position!"
"I am already in a dream?"
First, he went through ten hours of brainstorming and galloping to consume his energy, and then he encountered so many, so big, and shocking shocks that exceeded the limits of imagination.
Ying Zheng's brain already wants to go on strike!
(End of chapter)