"General Song!" The soldiers who were training looked at Song Qinghan who was walking and stopped their movements.

Song Qinghan bowed his head and signaled: "You continue to practice, don't worry about me." ”

"Yes." The soldiers bowed.

Song Qinghan walked to one of the wooden stakes, waved his hand up and down, his arms were strong and powerful, his movements were crisp and neat, and his moves were fatal, and a set of punches was beaten down, Song Qinghan's breathing was slightly messy, and a thin red appeared on his face, as if he had smashed the high ground that had been high, oozing a trace of youthful spirit.

"This is the art of fighting in the army, how?" Song Qinghan turned around and said to Ji Feiyin behind him.

Concubine Ji was confused, but she felt that her movements were sharp and decided to praise her: "Very good, General Song played too perfectly!" He didn't forget to applaud as he spoke.

Song Qinghan's face was full of black lines: "I'm asking if you have seen it?!" ”

"Huh?" Concubine Ji looked aggrieved because she had the right fingers: "What's this...... Not yet. ”

"It's okay, you just watched it once, and it's normal that you haven't learned it, I'll teach you slowly." Song Qinghan looked at Ji Feiyin's eyes and said.

Ji Feiyin: ??? When did you become so valued? I was lucky enough to let the rumored "Cold Face General" personally spend time to teach?! Concubine Ji felt that her brain was not enough.

However, Song Qinghan said that arrogance is arrogance, but he is more persistent than anyone else, he has already decided that Concubine Ji is a good seedling, and she will kill the enemy on the battlefield for the Jimo Dynasty in the future, so he naturally has to ensure his life safety first. Learning martial arts can strengthen your body and protect yourself.

"In order for you to be able to experience it more personally, you don't need a stake, I'll practice with you." After Song Qinghan finished speaking, he waved his hand, unloaded the wooden stake and proposed the training ground.

The corners of Concubine Ji's mouth twitched slightly, she felt that this was a new torture method that Song Qinghan had specially thought of in order to take revenge on her.

"Thank you, General." Concubine Ji almost gritted her teeth and said these four words.

Song Qinghan raised his eyebrows, and he knew that the ghostly person in front of him didn't know how to slander in his heart? It's just that Song Qinghan didn't care about this, he still smiled lightly, and then began to explain the essence of the action.

"Do you know where the main attack is in the fight?" Song Qinghan's voice was faint.

Concubine Ji thought about it, didn't this attack just make the enemy have no power to fight back? Then this primary attack must be the kind of place where a single blow can make the enemy instantly lose their mobility.

"Nose, temples and lower body." Concubine Ji gave the answer after the analysis.

"Not bad", Song Qinghan showed an approving look: "But you said that you missed something." Song Qinghan added.

"Huh?" Concubine Ji was slightly puzzled.

Song Qinghan nodded: "There are still people's jaws." ”

Concubine Ji suddenly realized: Yes! Why didn't you think of it?! If you charge an attack to the enemy's jaw from the bottom up, the enemy will surely foam at the mouth and lose the ability to resist.

Looking at Concubine Ji's expression of instant realization, Song Qinghan smiled heartily, he really didn't see the wrong person, Moshu is indeed a talent that can be created!

Song Qinghan continued: "Although there are often real swords and guns on the battlefield, hand-to-hand combat is indispensable, so if you can defeat the enemy with one move, you can not only remove the danger, but also conserve your physical strength well."

, Song Qinghan paused, and said earnestly: "I want you to remember that it is not a shameful thing to attack other people's vulnerable parts, because others will also show you no mercy." ”

Concubine Ji nodded silently: Is her image in Song Qinghan's heart already so tall? Does she need to be reminded to do such a thing as attacking a vulnerable part?! Then she must have done it without hesitation, okay?!

Looking at Concubine Ji, who was speechless for a while, Song Qinghan secretly regretted the last sentence just now, this person is obviously so cunning and flattering, and he is angry with himself from time to time, where is the gentleman like Lan?

Song Qinghan continued: "I have already taught you the basic knowledge, and the next thing is for you to summarize by yourself in actual combat." After all, if everyone's fighting methods are the same, it will make the enemy see through the tricks in advance. ”

Real Combat?! Concubine Ji shivered silently, looking at Ji Moshu's body and bones, Concubine Ji felt a touch of fear in her heart. It's really not that she's hypocritical, it's just that life and death in the army are invisible, if something really happens, such as an arm and a broken leg or something, she can only suffer in silence.

Song Qinghan lunged, his left hand made an offensive shape, his right hand lowered his knee pad, his eyes were serious, and he was ready.

Concubine Ji gritted her teeth and also learned Song Qinghan's movements to take a pose.

Song Qinghan's lunge changed instantly, his left hand protected his waist, and his right hand hooked diagonally towards Ji Feiyin's direction, Ji Fei's pupils shrank, and her reflexive right hand was raised to her temple to protect the rushing iron fist, and her left hand was also superimposed to exert force together, but she didn't expect that when Song Qinghan's fist hit her arm, Concubine Ji was beaten back and strode back because she still couldn't stand the momentum.

Song Qinghan withdrew his arm and hurriedly stepped forward to pull Ji Feiyin back: "Are you okay?" ”

He obviously collected two-thirds of his strength, as long as the ink book protection posture is correct, he will definitely be able to block, just now he has been observing the movement of the ink book, and found that he actually hesitated to attack him with his left hand, but he still used two hands together to resist one of his right hands, he still felt that the ink book was too cautious, but he didn't expect that the ink book could not withstand the momentum of one of his hands with both hands.

Concubine Ji shook her head and signaled that she was fine. Just as he wanted to open his mouth and politely refused to learn martial arts, Song Qinghan immediately took a move again.

"Come again!" The tone is not to be refused.

Concubine Ji had no choice but to compromise and made a fighting posture. Song Qinghan's attack came suddenly, turning his hand into a claw in the air, and he attacked Ji Feiyin very quickly, Ji Feiyin dodged sideways, and she could dodge it, and the hand did not give up, and continued to follow Ji Feiyin.

Concubine Ji mastered the skills in the circle, and kept turning over to dodge, and her thin body was extremely flexible. Seeing this, Song Qinghan secretly admired it in his heart, but he didn't show it on his face, seeing that Concubine Ji was becoming more and more handy because of dodging, Song Qinghan simply clamped his legs, and stretched his right hand forward, Concubine Ji had already been restrained by her wrists before she came back to her senses, and the whole person was pressed on the sand.

"General Song, I've lost again." Concubine Ji was depressed by her tone.

Song Qinghan withdrew his right hand that restrained Ji Feiyin, got up from Ji Feiyin, clapped his hands, and said lightly: "It's okay, I'll train again tomorrow." ”

Concubine Ji was struggling to get up from the training camp ground full of yellow sand, only to feel that her body, which had not been exercised for a long time, became more and more sore, and when she heard Song Qinghan's words, a string in her brain instantly broke.