After hearing King Yong's request clearly, Cheng Wuting smiled and looked very unconcerned.
The six discus weights made him curl his lips, and he stopped after adding four more large discus weights.
A general is a general, and the barbell that was so daunting to Li Xian was easily lifted by him and placed on his shoulders.
Perhaps because he misheard, he did not weigh the weight from side to side, but from front to back. The barbell was carried on one shoulder, but he did not press the shoulder too low.
After getting used to it for a while, Cheng Wuting took a deep breath and started doing squats.
There was no fooling around, every time he squatted down completely and then got up again.
Carrying a barbell on one shoulder is more strenuous than the regular approach anyway.
But, even so, Cheng Wuting still completed fifty squats.
Sixty, seventy.
Although he was already covered in sweat and every time he squatted down, he still insisted on pushing the number to the auspicious number of eighty-one.
After squatting down for the eighty-first time, Cheng Wuting took a deep breath and threw the barbell aside with a roar.
The roar was hoarse and the movements were wild, fully demonstrating the heroic spirit of a Tang Dynasty tiger general.
But the next moment, he sat on the ground, his heroic temperament gone.
Su Qingjie came over and said disdainfully: "You are only eighty-one, and you are already as tired as a bird."
After speaking, he turned around and saluted, and said to Li Zhi: "Your Majesty, let the last general have a try."
Seeing that Su Qingjie was also doing the wrong move, Li Xian quickly stepped forward and told him the correct way to carry weight.
Fortunately, after correcting his movements, Su Qingjie at least seemed to be doing it much easier than Cheng Wuting.
Needless to say, Su Qingjie can also do a bit more than Cheng Wuting.
Ignoring Su Qingjie's movements and taking off his black cloak, Li Zhi walked aside and picked up the dumbbells.
This is something Li Xian specially prepared for himself. For an adult, the weight can only be said to be average. Therefore, even Li Zhi can pick it up easily.
There was no need for him to ask questions. Li Xian also picked up one and said, "This thing is also used to exercise the arms. Specifically, it is to exercise this muscle."
There was no way, they couldn't understand the term "biceps", so Li Xian could only show his arm, click on it, and match the corresponding movements.
After figuring out how to use the dumbbell, Li Zhi held it tightly and began to lift his forearm.
Seeing that the saints were all moving, Li Yun, Xu Ze, Cheng Wuting and others found a big guy for themselves and moved their forearms in the same way. As for Su Qingjie, he had long given up the idea of competing with Cheng Wu. He threw away the barbell and started playing with dumbbells.
Feeling the usefulness of this action, Li Zhi nodded and asked Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie the question they were confused about: "How did you come up with these tools?"
Li Xian blinked and made a blank expression and said: "How did you come up with it? Just...that's how you came up with it? Think about it, when servants lift things, if they lift too much, they will always complain about their arms. It hurts. Wherever it hurts, when you lift things, it has a training effect on that area. By analogy, muscles in other places can also be exercised through various special movements."
Li Xian's expression was blank, as if he was answering someone else's question "Why do you eat?"
Li Zhi, who couldn't see any flaws, was calm at this moment, but he was extremely shocked inside.
The reason is very simple, but why has the army only used a few methods of training people over thousands of years?
Is this how the strategy of military training originally came about?
Old guys always like to use the word "draw inferences from one example" when praising someone's intelligence.
But today, he actually saw true inferences in King Yong.
It doesn’t matter if you don’t praise me! From the process of servants carrying things, they can restore the mythical military training strategy. I don’t know how this thought came about!
Thinking again about the secret letters between Zhang Wenguan and Hao Chujun, Li Zhi didn't know how to speak now.
In terms of intelligence, there is no doubt that Li Xian at this time completely surpassed Li Hong.
If Li Hong hadn't died suddenly, perhaps this smart man would have stayed in the position of King Yong forever, eating and waiting to die.
From the words of the two old guys, it can be predicted that if Li Xian fails to become the prince, it will definitely be regarded as a loss to the Tang Dynasty.
only....
It is a rule that the eldest son inherits the throne and cannot be broken.
Li Zhi felt a strong sense of guilt for having the idea that "Li Hong's death would just make way for Li Xian." Such thoughts should not come from a loving father!
Seeing that the emperor was thinking about something, Cheng Wuting and Su Qingjie thought for a while and walked to Li Xian's side.
Keeping his movements uninterrupted, Cheng Wuting approached Li Xian and said: "Your Highness King Yong, I heard that you have been practicing martial arts recently. I wonder if you have found any weapons that you can use? If not, I still have a Bailian at home. Why don't you give the Hengdao to His Highness? I'm not bragging about it..."
Knowing Cheng Wuting's thoughts, Su Qingjie immediately interrupted and said: "Your Majesty, I heard that you still have the idea of practicing archery. There is a bow in the house of the last general, which was captured from a Turkic eagle shooter. It is a fine product. Compared with Old Cheng's bow, The broken knife is much better."
"Your Highness, don't listen to his nonsense. When it comes to archery, the Turks may be a little better than us, but when it comes to bows, our bows and arrows in the Tang Dynasty are the most sophisticated."
"Nonsense, the Condor Shooter's bow, no one cares whether it is a good thing or not. It is an honor. I think back then, when the late emperor wanted this bow to be dedicated to the ancestral temple, my father was not willing to give it..."
Seeing the tendency of the two of them to stuff dumbbells into each other's mouths when they had a disagreement, Li Xian quickly stopped him and said: "You two, it's better not to argue. I don't want the cross sword, and I don't want the bow either." Yes. In the final analysis, your idea of promoting this kind of military training method in Zuowuwei or Zuoxiaowei cannot be realized at all."
As soon as these words came out, not only the two of them, but also the emperor turned his head in self-blame.
Can't achieve it?
What does it mean?
Sighing, Li Xian explained: "The reason is very simple. It seems that these methods can improve the combat effectiveness of soldiers. However, after high-intensity training, sufficient logistical supplies are needed. At least, after a day of continuous training, meat food, It must be added.
After overtraining without the assistance of injury medicine, it is easy to overdo it and not only fail to make progress, but also leave hidden injuries. As a prince, I can naturally afford meat and medicine. However, if all the soldiers of the First Guard are trained in this way, how can they afford it? The national treasury may be drained.
But if the treasury is empty and a disaster occurs, how should the court provide disaster relief? So, promotion is possible, but it is unrealistic to think that this can make the army stronger. "
