It was such a big deal. He could give out a million as a prize in the competition between the rivers and lakes. The guards from Dauchi couldn't help but marvel in their hearts. How many hearts would this have to win over?
Jiang Lie immediately turned around and ignored these officials from the Qing Dynasty. They turned to the monument masters Long Ye and Guo Yunshen and said, "Two of you, today's splitting technique, both of you have strengths, but they are different from our army." There is indeed a certain gap between Fang’s requirements…”
Anyway, the matter was made clear, so there was no need to hide Pang Chaoyun, Ye Qiu and the others, so they just started chatting openly and honestly here.
"It is still necessary to simplify and simplify again. The battlefield is different from the fighting between martial arts masters. On the battlefield, the fight often takes place in a split second..."
"For example, let's take a bayonet charge. Do you know the highest level of bayonet fighting? It's not just a back-and-forth fight. Those are tricks only used by cowardly troops..."
"We have fought with the foreign devils with bayonets. Austria, France, and old Tsarist Russia were all our enemies on the battlefield. Among these enemies, Rakshasa ghosts are the truly powerful masters with bayonets!"
"The French and Austro-Hungarian soldiers are not good at it. They are taller and stronger than us and have better physical strength, but they don't have enough murderous intent!"
"The Rakshasa ghosts are the most powerful. The bayonet technique in their eyes is actually just one move...charge!"
"That's right, hundreds of people are charging forward side by side with bayonets in hand. Opposite is a bright jungle of bayonets. You have no place to hide or hide, and no one will become a deserter!"
"You only have one chance to dodge, and it's just to dodge with your body. Serious injuries may be replaced by minor injuries, and minor injuries may be replaced by flesh wounds!"
"And you only have one chance to attack. Even if you don't have a chance, it's just the kinetic energy of your body charging forward that carries the bayonet through!"
"You are lucky if you stab the enemy, and unlucky if you are stabbed to death by the enemy. If you don't kill the opponent in a fight and miss him, you can never look back..."
"Your mission is to continue to rush forward to kill the second wave of enemies. Just rush forward wave after wave like this, as if you are not a human being, as if your life does not exist..."
"How long do you keep charging? There are no more enemies in front of you. At this time, you look back... it's a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood!"
"This is how Lao Maozi fights. We also suffered a hidden loss when we first fought with bayonets, but later we learned... isn't it just one life for another? Who is afraid of whom?"
"At this time, you can see that the fighting skills in the army are simple, lethal, and defenseless... Don't think about back moves, hidden hands, or dodges!"
"The thing you trust most on the battlefield should be the support of your comrades. Leave the defense on your shoulders to your comrades. All you have to do is improve your killing efficiency!"
Several Chinese veterans openly talked with the Jingwu heroes about how to kill people and how to fight, and they were not afraid of these Manchus stealing their skills.
The more Deng Shichang talked about this, the uglier their faces became, because they knew very well that few battalion commanders in the Qing Dynasty could withstand the brutality of the bloody battle described by these Chinese officers.
The troops who fought against the foreign devils and won, have this deep-rooted pride!
When distinguished guests arrived, the powerful figures in the Jingwu Heroes Association came out one after another. Many people gathered around to watch the excitement and listen to the Chinese explaining the battlefield. Many people kept nodding.
Lui Ye and Guo Yunshen, who opened the monument, sometimes frowned and thought about it, but in the end they alarmed a big shot, and everyone was convinced when he opened his mouth.
"Lao Lei, Lao Guo... you haven't figured it out! What these officers want is a pure killing move that goes forward without leaving any behind..."
"The distance of the attack must be short, the force must be sufficient, and the attack area must be a key point...if you don't hit it all the way, what you want is to kill!"
"You two have too many hidden potentials in your splitting moves. I know you want to guard against the opponent's counterattack after one move misses the mark... But my army doesn't want this. They are fighting in coordination!"
"When a military commander misses the mark with one move, his comrades will make up for it. Whether it's a last hit or a block, he doesn't have to think about what's going to happen next..."
"Change! The simpler the change, the better... It's best to tell them how to use your waist and horse to make moves. Saving energy is also the key to fighting hard on the battlefield!"
"That's right! This big brother is a sensible person!" Ye Qiu provoked Big Thumb, "The battlefield is not a fighting field. The enemies are boundless and endless. Sometimes the bloody battle lasts for twelve hours..."
"We may have to dance a simple move hundreds or thousands of times, and our physical strength will be exhausted in the end... The simpler it is, the less energy we have, and the longer we can survive!"
"This is the key... What is this old man's name?"
The elder smiled and clasped his fists, "No need to pay, I'm Dong Haichuan!"
"Ah! Could it be that you are the volleying eight-step Dong Daxia who once served in Prince Su's Mansion?" After all, the Ouchi guards from the capital are well-informed, and such experts are naturally familiar with them.
Huo Yuanjia trotted over and gave Dong Haichuan a thousand salutes, "My nephew gave me a discount for my uncle... When did he come back? Didn't uncle go to invite Yang Luchan, grandpa Yang? How is grandpa?"
Dong Haichuan sighed, "Hey... you don't have that kind of luck anymore, Yang Luchan, Mr. Yang... has already passed away!"
"Ah! Ouch..." Xiang Lang stomped his feet in distress, "I don't have this kind of fortune, I don't have this kind of fortune... If only the Jingwu Hero Sect had opened a few years earlier, I would also support Mr. Yang!"
None of the officials of the Qing Dynasty knew who Yang Luchan was. One of the guards secretly said, "Yang Luchan was born during the Jiaqing period. He is the founder of Yang Style Tai Chi. He was nicknamed Wu Chi! Yang Wudi, once Fight all over the capital without any opponent..."
The faces of everyone in the court are getting more and more ugly. The Xiang family's poaching is too obvious. They want to wipe out the world in one fell swoop!
But this is the Far East King's territory after all, and no one dares to say anything.
Jiang Lie had also heard of Dong Haichuan's name, and he bowed his hands and said, "The essence of boxing skills that Mr. Dong just mentioned is exactly what we want. If Dong Daxia deigns to condescend to me, the Chinese are willing to hire you as the chief editor of the new version of combat skills in the army." division!"
"With you, we don't need laymen like us to do our job!"
"Oh... isn't this position held by Lin Chong, the instructor of the 800,000-strong Forbidden Army? The chief editor of combat skills of the Chinese army?" All of a sudden, everyone in the crowd was drooling with envy.
Pang Chaoyun laughed at the side and said, "Don't worry, Daxia Dong, the head of state is never stingy with praise... If you can bring together the essence of Chinese fighting skills in the world, you can develop fighting skills that are better than any foreign army in the world!"
"I think the head of state has to give you a knighthood after all! I'm not kidding, the head of state once mentioned this idea in a military meeting!"
Oops... you're still being knighted? The eyes of these people in the world suddenly lit up!
