In the early morning of the second day after coming to the barracks, Zuo Yin put on the underwear and red light armor that Yang Zizhan had already prepared, Zuo Yin cherished this very much, and was afraid that he would get dirty even a little, after all, it was the first time to wear armor. Immediately Zuo Yin followed Yang Zizhan out of the camp tent, and after quickly solving breakfast, Zuo Yin followed Yang Zizhan to the martial arts arena in the camp for training. Along the way, the two met a lot of soldiers from the Fire Department, and because they came back late yesterday, many soldiers and generals in the Fire Department camp were the first time to see this legendary disciple of the White Capital.

Zuo Yin has followed his grandfather to live at the bottom since he was a child, so he is transparent and can see that those simple eyes are either envy and jealousy, or ill intentions, but remembering his master's advice when he left yesterday, Zuo Yin still secretly calmed down in his heart, and after Zuo Yin and Zizhan passed by, whispers immediately sounded behind the two.

"This kid is really lucky, it's a pity, why doesn't Boss Bai find a young man to be an apprentice inside us, besides, even if you find an apprentice outside, you can find someone who can do a little punching, this kid heard that he is a pharmacist, and he is a apprentice."

"Come on, it is estimated that the general is not down-to-earth, and he doesn't want his family education to be buried, you know, the general has no direct relatives in his family, and there are just some snobbish distant relatives left, maybe because he is a pharmacist, so he doesn't go to the front line much, and the general's family education has been passed down, alas."

"In this way, it seems that even Boss Bai is preparing for the future, shouldn't we also write a suicide note?"

"Put your mother's bullshit, what kind of strength does Boss Bai have, a master without a mood, how can it be that he is preparing for the future, just to prepare for the unexpected, and even if this kid wants to learn from our boss, it will take a few years, you kid don't crow's mouth."

"Yes, yes, I'm a crow's mouth, but then again, even if the big war comes, Lao Tzu will definitely be able to pull enough pads, haha."

Along the way, such a whisper drifted into Zuo Yin's ears with the wind, which was nothing more than envy or jealousy of good luck, or speculation about the deep meaning behind Bai Dutong's behavior. However, Yang Zizhan didn't seem to hear of it, and took Zuo Yin to the martial arts arena with steady steps all the way.

There is not much use of the martial arts exercise field inside the camp, after all, it is on the front line, and there is no need for such a "martial arts" place, but the annual review of the Cangnan Army is here, and the general empire will also send special envoys to comfort the soldiers on the front line, call on the soldiers to be loyal and patriotic, and read out the kindness of the saint to the soldiers by the way, such as the family tax after enlistment, etc., which also makes many low-level soldiers grateful.

At this moment, most of the soldiers in the martial arts arena are being trained by the fire department, and most of the other three departments also have a lot of tasks on weekdays, only the fire department, when there is no war, is like a sleeping tiger, but a sleeping tiger who knows how to rest and exercise.

Yang Zizhan took Zuo Yin to a corner of the martial arts arena, where the surroundings were clean, and Zuo Yin's initial learning was only the introductory sword skills, but he was not afraid of being seen, and most of the members of the fire department also knew what this kid was going to do with Vice Admiral Yang Zizhan, so no one had ever come over to join in the fun or watch it directly.

"Starting today, I will teach you the basic tips of swordsmanship, our fire department is mainly cavalry, and most of them are equipped with riding knives, and the style of the knife is like this." After saying that, Zizhan handed over a common riding knife of the Fire Department that had been prepared long ago and handed it to Zuo Yin.

After Zuo Yin took and pulled out the knife, he found that the style of this knife was very different from the knife of the deputy general Zizhan that he used temporarily that day, the current knife in his hand was wide and thin, three feet long, and the tip of the knife was slightly widened, which was slightly heavy for Zuo Yin, and it seemed that he had specially found a riding knife suitable for him as a teenager, the length and weight made Zuo Yin feel comfortable, seeing Zuo Yin's play with this knife over and over again, Zizhan said in a deep voice: "Listen! ”

Zuo Yin hurriedly put down the riding knife in his hand and held it in front of him, like a student who was punished by the teacher for standing in a private school.

"The knife is mainly chopping, relative to other blades, brave and strong, and imposing, but the weapon itself alone cannot fully exert its strength, and it has to rely on the knife holder himself, so you have to learn the knife at the same time, you also have to improve your strength, the current martial arts in the world is divided into five levels, from low to high: forging body, spiritual guidance, qi combination, heartlessness, unity."

"Of course, above the fifth level, there is also a higher strength, three hundred years ago in the troubled Spring and Autumn Period, it is rumored that there were immortals with the strength of the sixth level, but now it seems that the truth is unknown, maybe it's just a legend, you don't have to be too high, what you do now is to lay a solid foundation, although for many ordinary soldiers, you are satisfied to reach the spiritual guidance realm in this life, but you follow Bai Dutong to learn the sword, if the strength is too low, it will inevitably fall into the reputation of Lord Dutong, so you must be strict with yourself, understand?"

Zuo Yin naturally agreed to this promise, although he thought a lot in his heart, Vice General Yang Zizhan insisted on calling the master Bai Dutong, instead of calling Bai Boss like the actual soldiers, maybe he had a special respect for the master, so it is no wonder that he has a sense of indifference to himself, but he dares to show his emotions on the surface, Vice General Yang Zizhan is still a downright person, and he can rest assured to learn from him.

After putting on a posture, Zuo Yin began the first day of practice, because the basic exercise of physical fitness before was okay, so Zizhan directly taught Zuo Yin the basic movements of wielding a knife as soon as he came up, including teasing, stabbing, intercepting, blocking, collapsing, chopping, etc., teaching so many actions at one time, Zuo Yin couldn't help muttering in his heart whether Zizhan would be difficult for himself, but now he doesn't have that leisure, as long as there is an opportunity to exercise, he Zuo Yin will definitely grit his teeth and persevere, just a few movements, it is difficult for him.

After mastering the basic essentials of a few movements, Zuo Yin began to swing the knife one by one, except for the accident at the beginning when he needed Zizhan to correct the mistakes of the movements, the rest of the time he repeated various actions over and over again. The climate of spring is slightly colder, and the slightly gloomy weather brings a slight cold wind, which makes the bare martial arts arena have a solemn atmosphere, in this environment, what I hear in my ears is the shouting and killing sound of the soldiers in the distance, and my heart is full of perseverance honed since childhood, as well as my own courage to desire to break through, Zuo Yin kept repeating the actions he had learned, and his mind kept thinking about his embarrassing life in Qingshan City, and there seemed to be a fire burning in his heart.

He Zuo Yin doesn't want his life to be trapped in the mountains like his grandfather, and the days that can be seen at a glance are like a day of life repeating themselves to him, so he is eager to sharpen himself and spend his days with such sweat, only in this way can he feel that he is alive.

When the sweat soaked the underwear on the body and the light armor on the outside, when the arm was constantly sore due to the knife, Zuo Yin felt a little happy because of the personal experience of self-exercise, this feeling of fulfillment is what he has been longing for, the muscles of the body are constantly polishing, and his heart, why not?

Parade platform for martial arts

Bai Changzhi was drinking tea with someone on the parade platform at this time, but he couldn't talk about elegance when he drank tea, he raised Erlang's legs, swayed the upturned foot, and his body itched and scratched from time to time. However, Bai Changzhi's eyes have been staring at the corner of the martial arts arena, watching his deputy general and the newly recruited little apprentice practice there, and the middle-aged Confucian general sitting next to him looks completely different from Bai Changzhi. If you are familiar with the generals of the Cangnan Army, you will know that this middle-aged Confucian general is Cui Jiuling Dutong of the Wind Department, Cui Jiuling, who was born in the Cui family of Zhongqinghe in the five sects and four surnames, has become the capital of the Cangnan Army in his thirties, and has a leisurely and gentle temperament, and is fair and decisive in leading troops, and is known as the most promising person to take over the Cangnan Army in the future.

Cui Jiuling looked at the young man who was constantly waving his sword in the martial arts arena, and said indifferently: "Your disciple is resolute and unyielding, but he is only a little angry, and his talent is not first-class, but it is just right to practice your Bai Clan's sword method, to fight and fight, and to break through your own limits in the desperate situation of life and death, if the opportunity is good, your future achievements may not be lower than yours." ”

"Haha, angry, the soldiers on the battlefield, who is not angry, I will teach him how to use his heart and spirit, this will not be sure to worry you Lao Cui." Bai Changzhi burst out laughing, and he didn't mind this evaluation.

The middle-aged Confucian surnamed Cui chuckled lightly, and passed the topic, but after taking a sip of tea, he spoke again: "However, I am afraid that you accept this apprentice not only to inherit the family learning, right?" Cui Jiuling looked at the martial arts arena with a calm expression, and the two of them knew everything about what they said.

Bai Changzhi did not hide it, "If the news between you and the two surnamed Du is accurate, within three years at most, those alien races will have a big move, and it is a general trend that has not been seen in ten years, the saint can tolerate Wu Gong being in charge of the Cangnan army for twenty years, but it may not be able to tolerate another ten years, after the war, taking advantage of the weakening of the Cangnan army, it is very likely that the commander will be replaced, with the mind of the saint, the new commander will definitely not be selected from within the Cangnan army, but will directly send people from the central government to serve." After the battle of the Cangnan army, it is inevitable to recuperate, and at this moment Wu Gong may insist on staying in Cangnan, in case there is a conflict between Wu Gong and the Holy Lord, I am afraid-". Although there is no one around the parade platform in the martial arts arena, if there is any, even if the wall has no ears, it cannot be continued.

Wu Gong's title sounded like "reactive", and every time Cui Jiuling used to express his dissatisfaction with Lao Bai's title, but this time, he didn't have the heart to care about these details.

"So you're looking for such a kid?"

"Well, I have checked this kid, his background is clean, and he understands medicine, most of the physician department is directly sent by the imperial court, I can't believe it, our own physician pharmacist, there are too few who know martial arts, and it is too obvious, when the five-year Wu Gong enters Beijing to report on his work, I will let this kid follow Wu Gong." Looking at the two people practicing in the martial arts arena, General Bai indifferently said his future plans.

"It's okay, but on General Du's side, I will join forces with him to do something." The general Du in the mouth of the two is the forest commander who is responsible for those actions in the secret among the four departments, but the two call each other Lao Bai Lao Cui, and when they call the forest department, they are "surnamed Du" and "General Du".