Witt used all his strength, concentrated his strength on his arm, and slashed it, although the strength was sufficient, the center of gravity of his body was unstable, and an axe was chopped on the wooden platform next to the firewood, and for a while, no matter how Witt pulled, he couldn't pull it out.

Old Danny sat next to him and shook his head repeatedly: "There are skills in doing everything, and there are skills in chopping wood, and it can't be solved by brute force, even if it can be solved by brute force, I believe that no one can withstand it at the end of the day." What's more, if you continue like this, you won't be able to split a bundle for three days! It's just a waste of time. ”

Old Danny saw that Witt was still there constantly shaking the logging axe, and he was smug, and continued: "The axe used for logging is a heavy axe, and it is easy to be physically exhausted by brute force alone. Therefore, to continue chopping wood for a long time, it is necessary to put limited forces on unlimited directional control. We only need to control the direction of the axe, and the rest of the axe's slashing impact is provided by the weight and inertia of the axe itself. ”

In fact, Danny Sr.'s words are to think from a scientific point of view, that is, only control the direction of the axe, not the acceleration rate of the axe (acceleration has a direction). As for the acceleration rate of the axe, it is provided by the gravitational potential energy that the axe has when it is raised to a high place when it is converted into kinetic energy. Of course, the axe elevation also requires the consumption of a certain amount of biological energy, which increases the gravitational potential energy. Old Danny's meaning is not to consume too much bioenergy again in the process of slashing after the axe is raised, so as to effectively use physical energy and increase the number of chops.

By this time, Witt had already removed the logging axe from the wooden platform, but did not rush to chop wood, but quietly listened to old Danny's teachings.

Seeing that Witt's attitude was so sincere, and that it was the first time he had seen someone listen to him with respect, he was excited and satisfied, and further added: "The control of the direction of the axe is not only with the help of the arm strength, but also with the help of the waist force, as long as the arm and waist cooperate with each other properly, it is easier to grasp the direction of the axe." There is also a point to note, that is, arm strength and waist strength are gradually formed in the process of long-term training, it is impossible to reach the sky in one step, and the thing of eating a big fat man in one bite will only happen when you dream at night. Practice makes perfect, practice well, boy! ”

When old Danny saw that he had said anything more, he stopped talking, turned and went into the house again.

Witt thought that old Danny was busy with other work, so he reflected on what he had just said, and tried to use the method summarized by old Danny to feel the direction and speed of the axe, and control the balance and strength of his body appropriately.

Again and again, Witt picked up his axe and slashed at the firewood, either still on the wooden platform, or although he was chopping on the wood, it was crooked, and Witt was so tired that he was out of breath. I wanted to sit down and rest, but I heard a loud snoring sound coming from inside the house. Witt smiled helplessly, he promised old Danny ten bundles of firewood, and he was going to do it, and picking up the axe was another axe......

Let's say that when old Joey woke up the next morning, he felt an unbearable headache. Unfortunately, I poured too much wine at the lord's fortress dinner last night. Old Joey patted his head, got up and drank a bowl of hare soup, and then went to the house to count the reindeer skins that had been dried and retained when he had hunted reindeer. There are three in total, and according to the total number of five required by Captain Maligaboye's task, there are still two left, and if you count today, you must complete it within seven days.

In order to ensure the completion of the mission, Old Joey decided to use the Vekian warbow. As long as he had this war bow, even if it was a 300-kilogram reindeer, Old Joy was sure that he would kill it with one arrow.

Looking at the equipment depot with the door open, Old Joy remembered that he was in a hurry yesterday and forgot to lock it. When he entered the house and looked around, he found that his only remaining high-quality bowstring was missing, and mistakenly thought that his son had taken it without permission, so he planned to go outside the house to ask Joey.

As soon as I went out, I happened to bump into Joey's arrow that hit the solid circle in the center of the rattan target, and suddenly I was happy in my heart, and I forgot about asking the strings, and shouted happily: "Okay! Good! Good! Worthy of being my son! ”

When Joey saw that it was his father, he couldn't help but put on a look of disdain: "Come on, you!" Don't you know who your son is? The smugness of the words was evident.

Old Joey was happy, turned around and went to get the war bow, and then went out of the house again, and said to Joey: "I'm going to hunt, you can practice by yourself!" With that, he walked straight out of the courtyard.

Joey looked unhappy, ignored old Joey, and muttered in his heart: "Every time, he will only ask me to practice by myself, and he will never take the initiative to teach me." However, old Joey brought the long-unopened war bow today, which caused Joey to be a little curious.

Curious, Joey walked into the inner room, only to see three reindeer dried furs neatly stacked on the floor. Joey had already roughly guessed that old Joey was out hunting reindeer. However, reindeer do not mean that there are them, and sometimes it depends on a certain amount of luck. Sometimes you can catch one or two in a week, or you may not see one in half a month. And being able to meet reindeer doesn't necessarily mean that you will be able to hunt them.

Since Joey was sensible, Joey Sr. rarely took the initiative to teach Joey various skills, especially melee fighting skills, and Joey Sr. basically never met with his son, unless Joey took the initiative to ask Joey Sr. questions or ask for teaching.

In fact, Joey didn't know that the reason why Joey Sr. didn't want to teach Joey too much melee fighting skills or bow and arrow skills was that he didn't want his son to be like himself and apply for the army in the future. There are basically three out of ten enlisted soldiers who can come back alive, and two of them may be crippled, which is basically the same as dying in this era, or even worse. Old Joey has been fighting for many years, and he has seen a lot of flesh and blood on the battlefield. Old Joey just wants his son to be a hunter in peace for the rest of his life, so that he can protect himself and not have to worry too much about life.

Pity the hearts of parents all over the world, how can Joey understand the thoughts of old Joey? What Joey can see is the every move that old Joey shows, not to mention, every young man has a passionate knight's dream. The rebellious Joey thinks that as long as he performs well enough, old Joey will look up to him, and will naturally teach him his lifelong skills. Therefore, Joey honed his bow and arrow quite skillfully, just to win the approval of old Joey.

But to Joey's disappointment, every time Joey did a good job, the old Joey always praised it and didn't show much reaction. Every time Joey is disappointed, he chalks it up to not being good enough, so he works harder just to win the approval of Joey Sr. In fact, he didn't know that Old Joy actually saw all of this in his eyes, and he was very pleased, but he didn't show it too much because of his pursuit.

Joey thinks that if he can hunt a reindeer himself, Joey Sr. will be impressed with him, and maybe he will teach him more skills, and even take him with him the next time the war breaks out.

The more Joey thought about it, the more feasible it became, and he clenched the hunting bow in his hand, grabbed the quiver and ran out the door, running deep into the forest.

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