In the dark night, Zhang Guoliang's long and unique voice floated on the city wall along with the sound of cannons bombarding the city wall, lingering for a long time.

The sky was dotted with stars, the moon was hiding behind the clouds, and the earth was immersed in darkness. From time to time, a cold wind blew, and the flags roared.

The soldiers on the night watch also lit piles of bonfires on the ground, cuddled together, chatted about daily life, or boasted about their heroic performance today.

Li Yunzhong walked out of the tent silently, followed by two guards who caught up with him. Unknowingly, he walked to the camp where the military academy students were stationed and found a bonfire outside the tent to sit down.

"It's Your Highness! Meet Your Highness." Although Tang Liang had only met Li Yunzhong once, he recognized him at a glance.

Li Yunzhong wondered: "Aren't you Tang Liang, commander of the 15th Division of the Eighth Army? Why are you here? I remember this is the military academy cadet camp." Following the shining light of the bonfire, he looked at Chen Yucheng and Tan Shaoguang one by one.

, Bai Yinwu, Huang Huangwen, Liu Zhongyue, and Li Yunzhong were increasingly surprised, waiting for their explanations.

Tang Liang touched his head with his hand, feeling embarrassed, and said coquettishly: "It's these... these..."

Chen Yucheng stepped forward to help Tang Liang and said, "Your Highness, we heard that Master Tang Liang's martial arts is very powerful, and we want him to teach us a few moves."

Li Yunzhong asked everyone to sit down again, picked up a branch and put it on the firelight, and asked: "Why do you suddenly think of practicing martial arts? Foreign guns are so powerful, and no matter how powerful your martial arts skills are, you can't stop it from shooting."

Tang Liang had practiced martial arts since he was a child and was obsessed with martial arts. Hearing that Li Yunzhong looked down on martial arts, he did not dare to refute, so he picked up a wooden stick as thick as his arm on the ground, broke it with all his strength, and threw it into the bonfire.

General Baiyin explained the cause and effect truthfully: "We discovered that the foreign guns also have a fatal flaw. When the two armies are connected, we can only fire three shots, and the enemy will get closer to us. If there is no cover from other arms, the foreign gun team will also be a piece of cake on the chopping board.

They are at the mercy of others. So we invited Master Tang to come over and discuss creating a special set of kung fu for the foreign gun team."

"The foreign guns are equipped with bayonets in front for hand-to-hand combat. Although they are not as good as the swords, they can still hold on for a while and wait for reinforcements." Li Yunzhong did not want them to go astray. If the foreign guns were equipped with swords and spears, wouldn't they be completely different?

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Tang Liang plucked up the courage and replied: "Actually, Captain Chen and the others asked me to create a set of stabbing skills for the foreign gun team, because many team members do not know how to use bayonets."

Chen Yucheng said shyly: "Not only do you not know how, you are simply a coward. One of our team members can defeat three people who jointly use bayonets with a broadsword."

No way! Is the bayonet that weak? Li Yunzhong was confused and asked Tang Liang: "Are your martial arts very high?"

Tang Liang said proudly: "Although I haven't reached the level of my master, I generally don't look down upon more than a dozen big men. Last time in Shandong, our Northern Expeditionary Army was surrounded by Qing soldiers in Yizhou Prefecture. I was alone.

I broke into the enemy's lines and went to Jiangsu to seek help from General Luo. In my eyes, those Green Camp soldiers were made of tofu and would break into pieces if I pinched them."

Li Yunzhong observed Tang Liang carefully, and said with a smile: "I am the strongest general of the Han Dynasty, Ling Shiba. He is five big and three thick, with broad arms and round waist, iron arms and copper fists. He has well-trained muscles and bones. He can walk on his fists and stand on his arms."

He dare not brag about breaking through the enemy formation alone, let alone the Mongolian cavalry led by Seng Gelinqin."

Seeing that the King of Han did not believe it, Tang Liang said anxiously: "These are all true. If you don't believe me, ask Sister Ye, Commander Lin and others. I...I will give your Highness a set of punches to see."

After saying that, Tang Liang put one hand on the ground, stood up with a somersault, hugged everyone, and started playing by himself. Tang Liang, who was immersed in martial arts, was extremely serious. There was no battlefield in his eyes, and no King of Han.

Even he couldn't feel the light and warmth of the campfire, every move came from his heart.

Seeing that the routines used by Tang Liang were short and concise, the movements were compact, and the moves were clean and neat. Each routine was no more than three or five steps long, with more than ten movements, but what he was given was a powerful and majestic one.

It seems that Li Yunzhong, who is a layman in martial arts, is gradually becoming serious about what kind of boxing is this: only offense and no defense.

In just three minutes, Tang Liang stood up and looked expectantly at the King of Han in his mind.

Li Yunzhong stood up and asked: "What kind of boxing is this? It's so fierce and gives people a feeling of confidence and sure victory. And I haven't seen you use kicks yet. I've never seen this kind of skill."

Seeing Li Yunzhong's praise, Tang Liang laughed naively and said: "This boxing technique is called Baquan. It is my master's unique martial arts. There is no boxing manual. He only teaches by words and deeds. The ancestors of all generations have instructed that they can only be taught to one disciple, so as not to be so tough."

Fierce martial arts spread throughout the world and harm people's lives."

Hearing that it was passed down from generation to generation, Li Yunzhong couldn't help but be disappointed, and asked: "Do you know any other martial arts? Who is your master? Where is he now?"

Tang Liang was silent and replied after a while: "My master's name is Dong Haichuan. He accepted me as his disciple by chance. However, he disappeared seven years ago. Before leaving, he said that he had offended a big shot and asked me to train hard in the mountains.

When it comes to martial arts, you can only go to Hebei to look for him after you have mastered it. Later, I joined the Taiping Army when I couldn't find a master in Hebei. In the end, I learned martial arts through different paths and got the same result. Now I have achieved what the master calls "Hua Jing".

Li Yunzhong exclaimed: "What kind of energy is Hua Jin? Is it very powerful?"

Tang Liang explained: "Martial arts are divided into three realms: Ming Jin, Dark Jin, and Hua Jin."

"There are only three realms, which are far worse than the nine realms of cultivation, Qi building, foundation building, and pill formation!" Li Yunzhong looked like I understand, and made a move like a white crane spreading its wings, and asked: "Do you think I am

What kind of state is it? It’s not just transforming energy, it’s also dark energy!”

Tang Liang couldn't laugh or cry, and explained the state of martial arts in detail: "To put it simply, martial arts is the process of refining and transforming Qi. People who practice Ming Jin have stimulated their body's potential, but they don't know the method of condensing Qi. They rely on strength.

Although it is strong, it cannot last long, and it cannot maintain health. In middle age, the vitality will weaken, and in old age, the muscles will relax, and you cannot use force with others. The Ling Shiba that His Highness said can only be regarded as an introduction to Ming Jin."

The implication is that you, King of Han, don’t even have an introduction to Ming Jin.

Hearing that it was so complicated and dangerous, Li Yunzhong immediately lost interest in martial arts. He had never heard of anyone who practiced martial arts and lived a long life.

In the special forces, Li Yun fell into the trap: "I want you to serve as the martial arts instructor of the foreign gun team and also the chief instructor of the special forces, specializing in teaching martial arts to your subordinates. What do you think?"

Tang Liang regretted it endlessly. He didn't expect that a demonstration of martial arts for His Highness would lead to such a 'unfortunate disaster'. Why did he say: "I still want to kill the enemy and perform meritorious service, but I'm afraid I don't have time to take on this important task."

"You should think carefully. The position of Chief Instructor of Special Forces is equivalent to a third-grade official, with the same position as a military commander, and he can also kill enemies and make meritorious deeds." Li Yunzhong used high-ranking officials and generous salaries to persuade him, and this trick has proven to be successful every time.

Tang Liang was immediately moved and asked: "What do these special forces do?"

Li Yunzhong smiled confidently and explained: "Special forces, as the name suggests, are special operations. For example, in Hangzhou at the moment, special forces can climb into the city at night, open the city gates, assassinate high-ranking officials to disturb the morale of the army, burn the enemy's supplies, food and grass, etc. I will specialize in

Design the tools used by special forces!”

When Liu Zhongyue arrived, he had a special liking for the special forces and loudly said: "I am willing to join the special forces!"

Li Yunzhong looked at his thin and short body and laughed and scolded: "You should continue to study in school. With such a thin body, why are you joining the special forces to join in the fun?"

Bai Yinwu was closest to Liu Zhongyue and joked: "Liu Zhongyue is too short because he doesn't want to..."

When Liu Zhongyue saw him uncovering his scar, he hurriedly rushed over and blocked Bai Yinwu's mouth. The two of them started to fight around the crowd.

Huang Jinwen whispered: "Liu Zhongyue's grades are number one in the class. Even foreigners are full of praise. However, there are a few classmates in the class who always say that he is short and make fun of him. Recently,

Liu Zhongyue still wants to retire from the army and go home to farm!"

Li Yunzhong felt a little funny, remembering that in his previous life, some classmates also laughed at him for repeating four years of grade: "Jin Wen, you should encourage Liu Zhongyue more in the future. I still value him very much. He is different from ordinary people. He accepts new things very quickly. You guys do the same. Wait.
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