The sun rose from the horizon, the morning sun dyed the eastern sky red, and also filled the entire Jinling Lecture Hall.
On the main campus of the Jinling Military Academy, the school flags were flying high, and the drill sounds were loud and clear. The trainees in black uniforms were training in formation following the command of the officers.
Queue training and physical training are the two basic training subjects of Jinling Martial Arts Hall. Only those who are fully qualified can proceed to the next step of tactical training.
"One two one, one two one, turn back!"
Under the sun, Li Tang's dark face became even darker. When he drilled the students, he would often make them tremble with fear.
"Don't underestimate the formation. This is crucial to whether your sergeants abide by military discipline. Whether your subordinates are well-trained depends on whether the formation is neat and stable!"
Li Tang almost roared, cheering up the students and no one dared to be lazy and make mistakes.
War horses were scarce in the Song Dynasty. Against the northern cavalry, if the infantry could not hold its ground, it would be defeated thousands of miles away, which would determine the success or failure of the battle.
Even though it was only April, the sun was still scorching hot at noon. The students stood upright and stared intently, like sculptures, not daring to wipe the sweat from their foreheads.
Not moving at all, without the officer's orders, the trainees could only blink to avoid the sweat falling into their eyes.
Black uniform, with a top and lower skirt, a short jacket with narrow sleeves, and long trousers with loops on the waistband, worn with a belt. The waist of the top is also tied with a belt and a cowhide iron ring, which are convenient and practical. It looks energetic, but in fact...
painfully!
Compared with boring queue exercises, sometimes standing under the sun or in the rain for half an hour, they prefer physical training and equally boring classroom learning.
But the school classes are as strict as the training, and both are a bit harsh. They also sit in the same posture in class. They have to raise their hands and stand when answering questions. Homework tasks are not important. They are strict and meticulous, which is annoying.
After the unstoppable ten-mile armed cross-country run, the boring queue exercises, and the high-intensity training day by day, almost all the students were exhausted and complained endlessly. And it is in this torture and pain that they change day by day.
Only when these two training subjects meet the standards of queue training and physical training can military skills training be carried out.
Fortunately, after more than a month, the students who had completed the formation exercises and physical training took a breather from the hellish depression and began tactical training and skill training.
In other words, there is no way or choice. After unforgettable and cruel training, they have become accustomed to suffering.
As for those few who failed to complete, some chose to quit, while others had to continue practicing hard and strive to pass the test as soon as possible.
Bomb throwing, stabbing, riding, etc.; 100-meter sprint, return run, six- to ten-mile long run, horizontal and parallel bars, push-ups, sit-ups, etc. One of the most popular training subjects is stabbing.
"Forward, retreat, leap forward, lunge..."
The instructors roared, and the students stabbed out fiercely with the spears in their hands.
The art of bayoneting is a major feature of the Jiangwu Hall. The essence is that the bayonet sees red. When two armies meet, the brave one wins. It is a tactical action and basic skill that all Jiangwu Hall students must master.
Under the command, all the students moved like one person, fast, accurate, ruthless, and extremely vicious.
"Cao Youwan, come out!"
The instructor shouted loudly, and the students were very excited. It turned out that it was time to compete in the stabbing skill, which is also the students' favorite competition method.
"Yes, instructor!"
Cao Youwan walked out with a long spear in his hand, standing in front of the queue with great pride.
Cao Youwan is the leader in stabbing skills among the students. He was already skilled with a spear and a stick, and had great strength. There were only a few students who could compete with him one-on-one.
"Li Mi, Zhen Zhidao, and Wang Jiahui, come out!"
Sure enough, the instructor called out the names of the three students in one breath.
"Yes, instructor!"
Li Mi, Zhen Zhidao, and Wang Jiahui stood up together. Among them, Zhenzhidao had a sad face and was a little discouraged.
"Masashido, cheer up!"
The instructor shouted angrily.
"Yes, instructor!"
Zhenzhidao quickly raised his head and chest, and tightened his grip on the spear in his hand.
For some reason, he always felt that the instructor was targeting him and being particularly harsh on him.
"Lance stabbing technique, one-on-three training!"
The instructor shouted loudly.
"Report to the instructor, I have something to say!"
Zhen Zhidao bit the bullet and raised objections.
Cao Youwan is so brave that even ten people, not to mention three people, are no match for him.
"Obey the military orders! Let's talk after the game!"
The instructor's face was stern, Zhenzhidao was frightened and quickly retreated.
The military orders in the martial arts hall are like mountains, and students must obey the instructors absolutely. If he says one more nonsense, he will probably be imprisoned.
"Change your gun! Wear protective gear!"
The instructor shouted loudly, and soon the four of them put on head shields, elbow and crotch protectors, and the long guns were replaced with long sticks without spear heads.
The head shield is made of wood and iron mesh, exposing the eyes and nostrils. The other protective gear is a thick leather cover to protect important parts of the body.
"ready, go!"
The instructor gave the order and the fierce fighting began.
"Crackling", the sound of wooden sticks hitting each other continued, and the assassination was very fierce, but also very fast. In just ten seconds, the assassination was stopped. Cao Youwan stabbed one person down and was shot in his armpit.
The person who was stabbed was Zhen Zhidao.
"Zhenzhidao, you have to know that if you were on the battlefield, your life would have been lost!"
The instructor looked at Zhenzhidao who was standing up and said coldly.
"Zhen Zhidao, you are also a five-foot man, but you lack the courage to assassinate and see blood. If Li Mi and Wang Jiahui were not brave and did not care about life and death, the three of you would have been defeated by each one. If you are still so squeamish, you should leave. Talk about martial arts. At least, your performance will not pass the test here!"
The principal said during training that a soldier's courage can only be demonstrated by seeing red in an assassination. Otherwise, how can we lead troops to fight if we only have a nest of bears?
This Shinshido, after practicing for more than a month, is still so dandy and delicate, which is really disappointing.
"Yes, instructor!"
Zhenzhidao's face turned red and he walked aside dejectedly.
"Did you see that, once you have mastered the art of spear spearing, even ordinary martial arts masters can't stop you? No matter if you are alone or with thousands of troops, countless spear heads will stab at you at the same time, going straight to the vital point. Which one are you hiding from?"
The instructor glanced at Zhenzhidao angrily and raised his voice.
"Remember, there is only one key point in the art of stabbing, and that is to kill without retreating until the blood is red. When two armies meet, the brave will win. Anyone with a spear will advance without retreating, and will regard death as home! Do you remember everything?"
"remember!"
The students shouted in unison, neatly and loudly.
"Remember what?"
The instructor's dark face was extremely serious.
"If you advance, never retreat, look forward to death!"
The students were blushing, their necks were thick, and their voices were hoarse.
"Okay! These are the warriors of the Martial Arts Hall! Only those who train hard can graduate and lead troops to fight! Those cowards and cowards should leave the Martial Arts Hall as soon as possible!"
The instructor's cold eyes glanced at Zhenzhidao intentionally or unintentionally.
"Everyone, keep training!"
The instructor's shout sounded, and the entire spear array started to move again.
Zhenzhidao grimaced, dragged his tired body, and joined the ranks of practitioners.
