For several months in a row, Zhao Feng trained with Zhang Fei. But after a few months, Zhao Feng gradually felt that something was wrong, and it seemed that this training was far from his previous military training. After thinking about it again, I finally realized that something was wrong.

"Three generals, we don't seem to have too much confrontation training!" During the training session that day, Zhao Feng said to Zhang Fei. "Aren't we training every day? Isn't that enough? Zhang Fei retorted a little strangely, and at the same time pointed to the soldiers on the field who were fighting against each other.

"I mean, it seems like we're fighting with our bare hands, not with weapons?" Zhao Feng further explained carefully. When he was in military training, he once heard an instructor say that infantry has five basic skills: bomb throwing, shooting, assassination, explosives, and earthwork. Now is the era of cold weapons, blasting and bomb throwing are out of the question, and there are also specialized crossbowmen for shooting, leaving only assassination and earthwork for these ordinary soldiers to practice. However, assassination obviously requires equipment, and such bare-handed combat training cannot be said to be useless, but it is still very different from fighting hard with a guy in his hand on the battlefield.

Training, it is necessary to try to simulate actual combat, so as to achieve the best results, otherwise it is not interesting to engage in those showmanship, this is Zhao Feng's idea.

"With weapons?" Zhang Fei looked at Zhao Feng with a surprised expression, and then frowned and said: "You must know that the sword has no eyes, if you really use weapons to fight training, even if half of these soldiers will be trained to death." ”

"Huh? How so? Don't I often learn martial arts with the third and second generals? "Zhao Feng is a little incomprehensible." That's me, my second brother and you, all of whom have been practicing martial arts for many years, so there is naturally a sense of proportion between the discussions. These creeps, how can you make them send and receive freely. Let them use weapons to fight training, I am afraid that once the fight is lively, then they will use mutiny. Zhang Fei said a little angrily.

"I see." Zhao Feng finally understood. Himself, Zhang Fei, and Guan Yu can learn from each other, but if hundreds of people have to copy and learn from each other, it is really difficult not to have an accident. What to do? Zhao Feng had a headache, the training effect was not the best if he didn't fight, and he didn't allow it to fight against the objective conditions. Thinking about it, it seems that this is a contradiction that cannot have both fish and bear's paws.

After thinking for a while, Zhao Feng suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind. "It can be like this." Zhao Feng thought about it for a while, and felt that there was nothing wrong with this method, so he immediately pulled Zhang Fei and said it in detail. Zhang Fei was stunned for a moment after hearing this, then laughed heartily, and said loudly while patting Zhao Feng's shoulder: "Bo Tao, your idea is really wonderful. When everything is ready tomorrow, we will try your camp first. While talking and shooting, Zhao Feng, who was smiling, smiled a little reluctantly. Although he is not a weak literati, he was photographed like this, and he felt that his skeleton seemed to be a little trembling.

In the afternoon of the same day, Gong Cao Jianyong received a strange list. This list was made by Zhang Fei, and it proposed 400 bamboo poles, as well as a number of rags, and two buckets of white lime. Jian Yong thought about it for a long time and couldn't figure out what Zhang Fei was going to do with these things, but this was not an important material, so he immediately instructed the warehouse to propose these things and send them to Zhang Fei. And almost at the same moment, Liu Bei was also told by the mysterious Zhang Fei that there would be a unique training tomorrow, hoping that the eldest brother could go to watch and give some pointers.

"But I don't know what kind of training it is, can the third brother tell me?" Liu Bei was a little surprised by his brother's pretense of mystery, Zhang Fei is a well-known rectum, and he will pretend to be mysterious when he comes. "Hehe, big brother, you'll find out tomorrow." Zhang Fei said with a smile, but he also muttered in his heart: If it weren't for Zhao Feng, this kid, who asked me not to say it first, I wouldn't have to endure it.

And that night, after Zhao Feng returned to the barracks, he summoned his two military marquis, Lin Bao and Yang Xing, and informed them that they would conduct large-scale confrontation training tomorrow. "I don't know Master Sima, what kind of training is tomorrow?" Lin Leopard asked first. He was originally a tun commander and an experienced veteran, so Zhang Fei transferred him to Zhao Feng's ministry as a military marquis to assist in training and management. "Without him, it's just that you wait for the confrontation between the two songs." Zhao Feng said truthfully. Lin Bao and Yang Xing nodded and didn't ask any more, but went back to inform their subordinates to prepare.

Early the next morning, Liu Bei came to Zhang Fei's military camp to watch the training. In addition to Liu Bei, Jian Yong, a civil official, also came, he wanted to see what Zhang Fei was doing with the large amount of things he received yesterday.

"I've seen the lord!" After everyone finished saluting, the formal confrontation training began. Lin Bao and Yang Xing's troops each stood separately on the field, and at this time, several Zhang Fei's personal soldiers stepped forward and distributed 400 bamboo poles to each person, in addition to each person was given a rag. At the same time, several other people stepped forward with two large barrels, and the barrels were filled with mixed lime slurry.

"All the sergeants, wrap one end of the bamboo pole in cloth, then dip the lime bucket in lime, and then the two songs start fighting!" Zhao Feng succinctly explained the rules. After a pause, he said: "Anyone who is stabbed in the vital part of the body and stained with white ash will be deemed to have lost his combat ability and immediately retreat." If anyone continues to fight with white ashes, he will be punished! ”

"No!" All 400 people agreed and began to prepare. After a while, everyone tied up bamboo poles, dipped them in lime, and then began to formally confront. "Kill!" "Rush!" , the shouting of killing was earth-shattering, but because a bamboo pole was used, and one end was wrapped in a cloth, none of the hundreds of people in the field saw blood.

After a while, some people withdrew from the battle with white ash on the vital parts of their bodies, and of course there were people who continued to fight with dead faces, but the soldiers who were in charge of supervision on the sidelines were not blind, and they wrote down these people one by one and left them for punishment later. Gradually, there were fewer and fewer people fighting fiercely in the field, and in the end, there were only more than 30 people left in the song led by Lin Leopard, and Yang Xing and more than 100 people were surrounded at the core. Moreover, most of Lin Leopard's subordinates are white and gray spots on their bodies, while Yang Xing's song is only slightly stained with white ash on his arms or some minor parts, which seems to be more like a splash of gray spots dipped in it.

At this point, the outcome is clear, and Yang Xing has won. "It's wonderful!" Liu Bei was also amazed, after all, he was not an idle person, as soon as Zhao Feng finished talking about the rules, he basically understood the meaning of such a confrontation, and this could simulate actual combat as much as possible under the premise of ensuring safety, and the training effect was naturally twice the result with half the effort.

"Third brother, it's really rare that you can't come up with such a method of military training if you don't want to." Liu Bei really praised this time, although his brother is sometimes thick and fine, but it is rare to have such a whimsical idea. "Big brother, this is not what I thought, it was Zhao Xiaozi who came up with it." Zhang Fei is a straightforward person, so he is naturally unwilling to take credit from others.

"Oh? Is it Bo Tao? Liu Bei was even more impressed with Zhao Feng now. The subordinates are just thinking about it for a while, and the specific way is still to be tested in actual combat. Zhao Feng didn't dare to be too arrogant, he said honestly at the moment, but he couldn't help but be secretly proud in his heart: This is the training method described by Shi Nai'an in "Water Margin", and it is not ordinary to think about it.

"That's not easy!" Liu Bei also had a good impression of Zhao Feng's modesty, and immediately ordered: In the future, each department will conduct such confrontation training at least once a month, and the winning side will reward the soldiers with half a catty of wine and half a catty of meat.

"Bo Tao, it's really rare that you can come up with such a method of military training. If there is such a magic method in the future, you can recommend yourself. Liu Bei finally added a special sentence. Zhao Feng knew that although he didn't get any substantive surname awards today, in fact, Liu Bei would look at him differently, at least he wouldn't treat himself as an ordinary military horse.

In the following training, the enthusiasm for the training of the non-commissioned officers of various units was unprecedentedly high. There is no other reason, although the honor is false, but the wine and meat are real. After each confrontation, those who won did not want to lose, and those who lost did not want to lose again, so they all shouted at each other and trained. At the same time, it is precisely in this kind of large-scale confrontation that the mutual cooperation between the soldiers and soldiers has become more and more tacit, from the chaotic and chaotic desperate struggle at the beginning, to the gradual orderly offensive and defensive order, division of labor and cooperation, and the degree of tacit understanding between the various departments is also increasing.

"It's really good, Bo Tao, these whimsical ideas of yours, combined with my already good training methods, so that what we have trained is definitely a rare elite division in the world." Zhang Fei watched his soldiers practice in the school field this day, and he didn't know how much stronger his moves and styles were than before, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion. "Third general, let's recruit more soldiers next year." Zhao Feng looked at the scene of these thousands of people training together, and also felt that he was full of pride in his chest, no wonder those school leaders in his previous life liked to watch people sit on the radio, thousands of people did the same action together, this scene is indeed spectacular!

"It depends on whether there will be a bumper harvest this year!" Zhang Fei is not a brainless person, he knows the important surname of grain and grass. Just when the two were chatting energetically, they saw a horse coming in a hurry, and the soldier on the horse didn't wait for the horse to stop, so he hurriedly jumped off the horse and ran straight towards Zhang Fei, shouting while running: "Three generals, the big thing is not good, the lord has been assassinated!" ”

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