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Baoding, Baoding Military Academy. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

"I haven't eaten! Like a woman, she has no strength at all. Li Mingchu had a black face, pulled up his throat, and roared, shouting at the trained Baoding army like a grandson.

"Commander Li, what do you say you are doing to fix this stone lock if you have something to do? Something that doesn't even play it. "The commander of the Baoding military camp was a little dissatisfied.

"Isn't it useless? It's a lot of hard work. Li Mingchu glanced at him, and replied very angrily: "Even the stone lock can't be used well, how can you use a Mo knife?" Do you think Modao is for you? The Mo knife weighs dozens of pounds, and a tough battle will take several hours to fight, and if you don't have the strength, how can you fight? ”

"Commander Li, you speak like a flower. Or you can show us. The battalion commander was still not convinced.

"Look." Li Mingchu didn't say anything, he walked up, picked up the stone lock with his right hand, and played it. This stone lock, he doesn't know how many times he has played, extremely skilled, a stone lock in his hand is like four taels of cotton, playing around, whirring wind, all kinds of difficult actions have been used.

The trained Song Jun's eyes were straight, he couldn't even speak, and his face was surprised. The stone lock is a commonly used tool for training strength in ancient times, and these trained Baoding soldiers can also play it, but they are far less skilled than Li Mingchu, so many tricks.

After playing for a while, Li Mingchu put down the stone lock, glanced at the trained Baoding army, and said loudly: "The combat strength of our Conversion Army is strong, and one of you is ten." However, we have endured ten times as much as you have suffered, and we have suffered a hundredfold and a hundredfold. You can't endure hardship, you can't be tired, and you have to have strong combat power, that's a dream. Combat power is born from hardship and fatigue, blood and sweat. ”

His voice was very loud and he spoke very excitedly, but it made these Baoding troops very unconvinced, and the battalion commander stepped forward and said: "Commander Li, you said that one of you is the top ten of us, I don't like to hear this." It's all out of the mother's womb, two arms and a mouth, why are you charged? ”

Li Mingchu did not speak, but rushed forward like a leopard, flew up, and kicked the battalion commander into the air. made up for it, kicked him in the stomach hard, and rushed out again, punching and kicking those Baoding soldiers who loved training.

The incident happened suddenly, and these Baoding troops were caught off guard, where could they prevent it. And Li Mingchu was fierce and abnormal, his fist was heavy, and he was very powerful, and after a while, he knocked over seven or eight of them.

"You hit someone? No hitting. The Baoding army roared loudly, and they were very angry.

Li Mingchu ignored it, just beat it. As a result, these soldiers were so angry that they shook their fists and fought, and a scuffle was inevitable.

"Hit! Beat! Hit hard! The battalion commander fell to the ground, very angry, and yelled at the Baoding army. Turned Li Mingchu on the ground for no reason and swept his face, he was really unhappy and wanted to get back face.

The more than 20 soldiers of the Conversion Army who were watching the battle on the side looked at each other, then rushed forward, raised their feet, and stomped on them fiercely, and the battalion commander let out a scream like killing pigs.

These soldiers of the converted army were excited Mo Ming, as if they had been beaten with chicken blood, rushed over, and together with Li Mingchu, they waved their fists and hit these trained soldiers of the Baoding army.

The converted army is tall and tall, and the fists are heavy, and this fight is like a tiger entering a flock of sheep, unstoppable, and after only a while, these trained Baoding troops will fall into a large area.

"Hit! Beat! We have a battalion of people, and we can't beat them if we don't believe it. Some soldiers of the Baoding army shouted. For a while, the people of the first battalion were not convinced, and the surge came up, and a scuffle began.

Wu Ji, Han Fang, and Wang Shao stood not far away and looked at each other without intervening. They are the people who lead the troops, and they all know that the army respects the strong, if Li Mingchu can't convince these Baoding soldiers, they can't train. In the army, reasoning is not as effective as playing with fists, and whoever has a big fist is the strongest, and whoever is respected will be respected.

"Commander Wu Du, who do you say will win?" Han Fang glanced at Wu Ji, and the corners of his eyes turned up.

"You think your army has won? Let's make a bet, and I say the Converts have won. Wu Ji understood his thoughts, but he had absolute confidence in the Converts.

"Really? Wu Du commanded, and it is true that the Converts Army is elite, but I still don't believe that they can overthrow a battalion of my battalion? A battalion, a full five hundred. The Korean side was very unconvinced, and said, "What are you betting?" ”

"Just a meal of wine and food." Wu Ji said the bet.

"No way!" Wang Shao intervened: "Whoever loses, whoever learns to bark must bark loudly and bark three times." ”

"Commander Wu Du, do you dare to bet?" Han Fang squinted at Wu Ji.

"Bet!" Wu Ji's answer was very crisp.

"That's good, Commander Wudu, you're going to lose." The ROK side is full of confidence.

"Just look at it." Wu Ji was not to be outdone.

At the moment when they were talking, the situation on the field changed, and although the Baoding army was outnumbered, it was negligent in cooperation and uncoordinated with each other. However, the converted army cooperated very well, although the number was small, but it was like one person, some attacked, some defended, often seven or eight overturned, and only then did someone get one or two punches.

The fight was dark, and the Converts wanted to show mercy to their men at first. However, the Baoding army relied on the large number of people, and they were always entangled, and the conversion of the army was too large, and they were merciless, so that the Baoding army fell to the ground and could not get up again.

As time passed, more and more of the converted troops fell, and the situation was unfavorable to the Baoding army. If the fight continues like this, the Baoding army will definitely lose. A soldier of the Baoding Army saw that the situation was not good, grabbed the stone lock, and was about to throw it at Li Mingchu and them, but the battalion commander of the Baoding Army hurriedly shouted: "Stop! Whoever moves the guys, thirty military sticks. Use your fists, use your teeth, hit your head, and hit your head to point yin, the black tiger digs out your heart, and you can tease the yin, but you are not allowed to move the guy. ”

Fights are inevitable in the army, as long as they don't use weapons, they are allowed. If you use a weapon, even if you win, you will be looked down upon.

"He's pretty yin." Wu Ji was a little funny.

"On the battlefield, as long as you overturn the enemy, it doesn't matter if he is yin or not." The Korean side was a little proud.

After a while of fighting, the Converting Army fell more than a dozen, while the Baoding Army fell more than 300 people. Such combat power is really amazing, the more the South Korean side looks at it, the more wrong it becomes, and he can't help but rush forward and yell: "Stop!" Stop it! ”

As soon as he yelled, everyone stopped.

Han Fang yelled at the Baoding army: "Look at you, you are boasting about yourself in peace, how you can do it, there are few in the world, do you dare to brag now?" ”

Throwing down the stunned Baoding army, he smiled at Wu Ji and said: "Commander Wudu, you see, I still have more than 200 people, and you only have more than 10, you will definitely lose." ”

"Keep fighting!" Wu Ji ignored him and said to Li Mingchu: "Don't keep your hands, as long as you don't die, breaking your arms and legs is trivial." Hit! ”

"Don't fight." In terms of numbers, the Baoding army had the advantage. However, the two hundred or so people were so tired that they were dying. The Converts are also too tired to do it, but they still have good cooperation, and if they really want to fight to the end, the Converts will have a slightly greater chance of winning, although it is not too obvious, where will the South Korean side do this kind of loss-making business.

"Hit! What are you waiting for! "Wu Ji doesn't care.

Wang Shao waved his hand to stop the two from arguing and said: "Although the Baoding army has a large number of people, it cannot cooperate, and it is not unjust to lose. ”

"Wang Shumi, I don't like to hear what you say, what do you call losing? I'm a lot of people. The South Korean side was not convinced.

"Don't be unconvinced." Wang Shao glanced at him and said, "This is hand-to-hand fighting." If you were on the battlefield, your army would have suffered heavy casualties. Li Mingchu They are Mo knife hands, if they are holding more than 20 Mo knives and rampage through your army, how many of your troops will survive? Not to mention, they still have thunderbolts, and they dare to fight with your 500 people in about 20 people. ”

If it is really on the battlefield, the equipment advantage of the Guixin Army will be fully brought into play, and the Baoding Army will definitely not be able to defeat it, Wang Shao said that it is critical.

"Learn how to bark." Wang Shaochong Han Fangdao.

"Wang Shumi, how can a man learn to bark a dog? I'm in a treat, I'm in a treat! Han Fang's face was flushed, very embarrassed, and he said in a sneer.

Wang Shao came to the front and said to the Baoding army: "You have seen the strength of the Converting Army, you say, can one Converting Army withstand ten of you?" ”

“……”

He was answered by a moment of silence. Although the Baoding Army had already recognized in his heart that the Returning Army had topped ten of them, he was embarrassed to say it, so he simply came to silence and was golden.

"I agree with it in my heart, but I'm embarrassed to say it?" Wang Shao didn't care about their faces, and said loudly: "From today on, your battalion commanders, capital heads, and fifty commanders will all be abolished, and they will be taken over by the Converts Army. After the training, if you don't meet the requirements, you can get out, the army of the Great Song Dynasty doesn't need you. ”

If in the past, they had been expelled from the army, and it would have been too late for them to rejoice. The social status of the Song army was low, good men were not soldiers, and only desperate people would come to serve as soldiers. However, now it is different, these selected soldiers are much more paid, much more cost-effective than farming, and if they are fired, it will be a great loss.

Not to mention, the Converts Army followed Wu Ji to rob the Liao State, and shared a lot of spoils, all of them were rich people, which made them red-eyed, and they looked forward to being a rich man like the Converts Army, who wants to get out?

"Please rest assured, we will train hard!" The battalion commander made Chong Baoding's eyes look at him and roared loudly.

"Train hard!" Baoding Jun yelled.

"Play with stone locks and work hard." Li Mingchu raised his eyebrows and yelled: "If you are not convinced, you can find us to fight alone." ”

"We'll talk about it when we're done." The battalion commander had a smile on his face, but he was a little damaged. Now that I am fighting with Li Mingchu and them, it is looking for abuse, and the gentleman is taking revenge, ten years is not too late, and it is not too late to trouble you again after training.

"Always with you!" Li Mingchu didn't care at all, and shouted: "What are you still doing in a daze? ”

"Play! Play Stone Lock! "The army will be busy and practice.

Strength is the most basic, and everyone has to practice, and the Converts do the same.

After this fight, the Baoding army was convinced, no one was lazy, and they practiced very energetically, and it didn't take long for them to sweat, but no one complained about being tired, and they gritted their teeth to practice.

"These bunnies, when I want them to practice, they are always picky, and now they are all sheep." Han Fang muttered.

Such things are not uncommon in the course of large-scale military training. As soon as the Converts Army left, many Song troops relied on their elite and did not take the Converts Army seriously. The converts are not good at recommending, talking with their fists, and overturning a group of people.

If the fist is big, it is the boss, this is the iron rule in the barracks, and those Song soldiers have to obey if they don't accept it.

(To be continued)