Drilling is about polishing and refining the skills you use every day, while drills are an exercise component that requires both choreography and performance.
In addition to daily drills, the team usually needs to practice some arrays and the like, so that they can be easily used on the battlefield and can also be used for performances during inspections.
But the personal guards rarely come, especially Chang Yu's personal guards. In battle, they are responsible for following the general and guarding him through all obstacles. On a daily basis, they are responsible for peripheral security. So at this time, Ma Wannian proposed to let Chang Yu's personal guards come up. During the rehearsal, they really didn’t know what to perform at the moment.
But if you want to fight, you can do it.
Each side picks ten men in single shirts and shirts, and uses short sticks and shields to fight in groups to determine the outcome.
Twenty people stood in two teams on the school field, and the atmosphere was tense. Ma Wannian was sitting on the general stage, looking a little excited and a little nervous. The ten people under him were all strong and burly men, and they were all gearing up and grinning, thinking To overwhelm the opponent with momentum now.
On the other hand, the ten people on Chang Yu's side had indifferent expressions.
Yes, he just looked at the other person indifferently, baring his teeth and claws, without any trouble.
"Since it's a competition, how about we add some bonuses? All the winners will receive silver rewards," Ma Wannian suggested. He looked sideways at Qin Liangyu next to him and smiled, then looked at Chang Yu.
"Brother, these words have won the hearts of my brothers. Although it is a competition, I will inevitably be hurt, but I will still give some silver rewards." Chang Yu said and also glanced at Qin Liangyu.
Qin Liangyu chuckled: "Very good, I will give you a hundred taels."
"My grandson also gives me a hundred taels." Ma Wannian's face kept smiling. Chang Yu also agreed. Qin Liangyu gently patted Ma Wannian and said, "I hope you can still smile later."
"What grandma said..." Ma Wannian was startled. Qin Liangyu smiled and waved slightly: "We will know after they compete..." Then he suddenly looked to the side, where Li Muchian and his generals were whispering: "Hurry up and place your bet. Hurry up and place your bet. One pays ten, one pays ten..."
Uh...Chang Yu suddenly felt ashamed and ashamed. Qin Liangyu was startled and laughed happily: "Daochang Li is an outsider, but he doesn't stick to the conventional." The implication is, why do you, a Taoist, do such things? But having this thing in this kind of occasion adds a lot of fun.
Qin Liangyu is also a soldier. He knows the joys of military soldiers and never stops them.
So the two fierce soldiers in the audience were at war with each other. The generals on the stage were shouting and busy placing bets. Even Ma Wannian couldn't help but bet a hundred taels. Of course, he was betting on his own soldiers to win.
"Yu'er isn't going to play?" Qin Liangyu looked at Chang Yu who was sitting still and asked curiously.
Chang Yu smiled lightly: "Brother has already spent too much, why bother...hehe."
"You, you" Qin Liangyu raised his hand and tapped Chang Yu's forehead: "Since you want him to gain knowledge, why not take the opportunity to let him have a memory."
Chang Yu smiled and said nothing. Ma Wannian was still shouting with Li Muxian, Tu Yuan and other generals over there, not knowing what would happen next.
Boom, as soon as the drum beat fell, two groups of people on the school field roared at the same time, swung their sticks and hit each other. Some even knocked each other directly into the air and then fell heavily to the ground. Before they could get up, they were hit by someone. He was knocked unconscious by the stick...
Although it is not a battlefield, although it is not a battle of lives, but the moment the battle begins, blood is immediately seen and people are injured!
This is real! Not a drill!
Although it is a competition, who wants to lose, who doesn't want to make himself and his master look good, and who doesn't want to show off his strength.
There is a saying that scholars should look down on each other, but martial arts should not be second to each other. Scholars all think they are good at literature, martial arts practitioners and soldiers all think they are awesome, and they are the best at fighting, so go ahead and do it.
Punches and kicks were exchanged on the school field, sticks were flying around, and two groups of people were fighting in single combat or in groups. There were shouts and shouts everywhere, and there were even all kinds of filthy words and curses. Thousands of soldiers were standing around, looking at their feet and shouting cheers. , on the general ordering stage, Ma Wannian stood up nervously and clenched his fists, his face becoming more solemn, while Chang Yu beside him, who was always calm and calm, was holding a tea cup and tasting it slowly.
How long does it take to make a cup of tea?
ten minutes?
Then just take half a cup of tea, the shouting and shouting will stop, and the competition is over.
Ma Wannian's ten soldiers lay on the ground and no one stood up. They lay on the ground and endured the pain without wailing. Chang Yu was standing there supporting each other. Almost everyone saw blood and was injured.
Total defeat!
Ma Wannian's face was not ashen as death, but it was beyond his expectation. His own soldiers were all young men carefully selected by him. It was trained by him, but he didn't know that even though he was not weak enough to be vulnerable in the previous battle, it was still difficult for him to accept that he had lost all his strength in half a cup of tea.
"Tiger generals and wolf soldiers, my brother's eyes have been opened today." Ban Xiang Ma Wannian let out a long sigh, cupped his hands to Chang Yu and looked at Qin Liangyu: "Grandma knew that her grandson was going to be defeated."
Qin Liangyu smiled: "Do you know where you lost? They were all ten, and you were superior in terms of physical age and age, and they were all experts you carefully selected and trained rigorously."
Ma Wannian lowered his head and thought for a moment: "It's not so much that he is inferior in skills as it is that he lacks actual combat experience."
"You are quite sober. You have been working behind closed doors for the past year or so, and you feel like you have reached the top in this stone, but in fact you are still a frog in the well. Although you have been training these young men day and night, have they ever been on the battlefield except for training in the past year? , had blood been shed once? Looking at Yu'er's warriors, they were all veterans of hundreds of battles. They all followed him and crawled out of the dead. Fortunately, this was just a fighting competition, which allowed them to last for half a cup of tea. If we go to the battlefield, everyone will be dead before the tea is brewed!"
"Grandma praised me." Chang Yu came out and laughed: "To be honest, my brother's military training is indeed good, but he lacks actual combat experience. If he fights again in the future after seeing blood on the battlefield a few times, Yu'er will be able to Ask for mercy."
Ma Wannian, who was a little depressed when he said this, couldn't help but become happy: "Don't pretend to be your brother. Is your training really good?"
"Tiger's father has no dog sons. How can there be any waste after the generals? My brother's family education is very important. Among other things, it is military training. The white pole soldiers are the signature of the Sichuan Army. Together with the Guan Ning Army and the Qi Army, they are called the Three Armies of the Ming Dynasty!"
Chang Yu can deceive, which may sound exaggerated at first, but it is also true.
Not only did Ma Wannian feel happy after hearing this, but Qin Liangyu also couldn't hide his smile and caressed the back of Chang Yu's hand: "You just know how to say nice things to make me happy. But I, Shizhu Baiganbing, do...hehe."
"That's absolutely first-class! Even the emperor has praised it." Chang Yu extended his thumb, which made Ma Wannian suddenly full of pride: "In the future, the white-pole soldiers will regain their majesty and become famous all over the world."
"Grandma is waiting for that day. I hope I still have the chance to see it." Qin Liangyu sighed and reached out to touch Ma Wannian's head. This made Ma Wannian almost burst into tears and his eyes turned red: "Yes, I will definitely do it." Then Turning to look at Chang Yu: "I will definitely do it, right?"
Chang Yu nodded: "In today's world, no one can be better than my grandmother in terms of military training. Now I have the opportunity to give you actual combat training. Now that the world is in chaos, why don't the white-pole soldiers worry about becoming famous all over the world?"
Ma Wannian couldn't suppress his joy. He knew this and just wanted a guarantee from Chang Yu. "Don't be humble. Grandma said that it is a rare talent in the world to be able to bring out such tiger generals and wolf soldiers. It is rare that you are now in Shizhu. I have to give my brother some advice."
Chang Yu laughed loudly, waved his hand and said, "Don't ask me to play with a sword in front of Guan Gong. I have watched the drill and the fight, but in fact there is nothing. I just have these three axes."
"If you learn these three axes of yours, you will be able to dominate the world." Ma Wannian refused to give in. He said that today is an eye-opener anyway, so let him use it to the end. Your troops are strong and brave, and your personal attendants are also first-rate. The master of martial arts must have a glimpse of the master's style.
Chang Yu can understand that people who practice martial arts are happy when they see hunting. Besides, they are young and strong and are good at martial arts. When he sees that he is bent on asking for advice, he agrees and no longer hides it. Besides, he also intends to show off himself. The powerful strength, otherwise it would be like being rich and honorable and not returning home, like walking at night in brocade clothes. So Wuzhong, Wang Zhengnan, Chen Wangting, Qiao Sanxiu and other master-level masters were asked to take turns to perform their skills.
