"Three Major Disciplines and Eight Points of Attention" is catchy, and it explains military discipline and the way of getting along with the common people in an easy-to-understand manner. It is a rare military song for educational purposes.
After singing and taking a short break, Li Zicheng led his followers to do a regular warm-up.
Circle the wrists and arms, then expand the chest and raise the arms, then turn the waist in a fighting style, and finally raise the knees.
Li Zicheng also explained to everyone the key points of training, including strength, speed, flexibility, endurance, sensitivity and other aspects.
The messy new tricks made all the boys confused.
After finishing two sets of military-style boxing, Li Zicheng said: "Kung Fu is a killing technique. It is not a fight between children. It is about life and death. Don't be careless! Sweat more in peacetime, and you will bleed less in war."
Liu Zongmin shouted: "Gu Kecheng, go practice alone with big brother again."
Gu Kecheng hurriedly took a few steps back, shaking his head repeatedly, "I don't dare anymore."
Everyone laughed.
Two days ago, Li Zicheng beat him into a pig's head while wearing boxing gloves.
Li Zicheng has practiced Sanda, boxing and wrestling for thirty years, and none of the guys in front of him can match him.
Liu Fangliang shouted: "Brother, please stop hiding your secrets. Let's put away the military boxing for now, and just teach everyone a set of invincible magic boxing."
Li Zicheng said: "There is no such thing as invincibility. The most important thing is persistence. To put it bluntly, someone who practices for ten days a month cannot beat someone who practices every day; someone who practices for half an hour a day cannot beat someone who practices for three hours. With your level, Li Xue Quan
It's still far away... I'll give you a set of the Eighteen Black Dragon moves before I finish this deal."
Li Zijia smacked his mouth and said, "My brother has many tricks. He has not finished practicing the brick push from the horse step and the palm push from the lunge."
Li Zicheng smiled and said: "In the final analysis, there is no need to use any tricks. As long as you have core strength, even the king's eight punches will be extremely powerful."
Pushing bricks on horseback is difficult to practice. If you don't have the willpower to endure the hardship, it's easy to pack up your bed and run away overnight.
That is to say, these guys are the backbone of the group. Li Zicheng provides them with four meals a day, a full supply of steamed buns, and meaty food from time to time, so they can persevere.
Ordinary minions cannot practice like this. First of all, they cannot afford to raise them. If they can train every two or three days, they are considered an elite soldier.
Everyone then began to practice weapons.
Knives, spears, arrows, shields, etc. 1 In the early days, there was no easy distinction between guns and spears. From the late Ming Dynasty, some people called those with tough wood poles spears and those with hard wood poles called spears.
There is no hope for firearms at the moment.
Li Zicheng could only make a few flintlock prototypes for fun, but it was unrealistic to install them on a large scale, let alone artillery.
Because within the foreseeable seven or eight years, the "rogue bandits" will be driven away by the government and the army, and they will not be able to find a base to settle down.
Li Zicheng patrolled the whole place with a stick, and if anyone didn't practice seriously, he would get a stick.
"Liu Fangliang's arrow shooting is good!"
He has learned it before.
"I need to practice more to improve my sword-shield coordination."
Sword and shield are also difficult.
The brain gave the order: Hold the shield with your left hand to deflect the enemy's weapons; raise the knife with your right hand to chop him to death.
Left hand: I can’t react!
Right hand: I’m used to playing singles!
Novices like to use shields because they think they will be less likely to be beaten, but in fact they all get beaten.
If you use a shield to defend, you won't remember that you have a knife in your other hand; if you raise a knife to attack, you won't remember that you have a shield. The opponent will be shaken by a slight fake move, so he quickly raises the shield, blocking his sight, and then...
Beaten like an ostrich with its head buried in the sand.
The soldier's sword and shield training only has two moves, block and counterattack.
"Liu Zongmin! I asked you to practice assassination. Are you going to show off your skill with tricks? Walk around the arena three times."
Guns are easier to make than knives and cost less; guns wear out much slower than knives and are easier to maintain; guns are easier to practice than knives; stabbing wounds are more lethal than slashing wounds; armor can protect against cuts by knives, but it is more difficult to protect against spears; guns can repel cavalry.
The short sword is a bit reluctant.
However, when the same number of sword players and the same level of training are used against spear players, the sword player has a higher chance of winning.2
The so-called stick for a month, a sword for a lifetime, is meant for singles masters, not for cannon fodder in the military formation.
There are only two moves for small soldiers to practice spears, assassination and blocking.
"Brother, what I am doing is a back-and-forth. In Heroes of the Sui and Tang Dynasties...can you do fifty push-ups?"
"Five duck steps!"
"Take my own life..."
"Ten laps!"
"yes!"
"Business will start in three days, brothers, hurry up and practice!"
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The tenth day of April.
Li Zicheng led the generals in a simulated offensive and defensive battle.
April 11.
Gu Kecheng and Li Zijia set off first to take the lead.
Twelfth day.
Liu Fangliang recruited Zhang Hong and other twenty postmen; Gao Yigong also recruited twenty people and several vehicles.
Li Zicheng recruited a total of thirty strong men from each village under his jurisdiction, as well as five donkeys and mules, twelve carts, and more than a hundred bags.
The government's corvée levy originally forced the people to work voluntarily. It was a blessing to be able to take care of two meals.
If the government office is broken and needs to be repaired, send a few ordinary people there; if the city wall is broken, send ordinary people there; to transport grain and grass to the border troops, send ordinary people there...
It’s okay if you don’t want to work, just pay to redeem yourself.
Li Zicheng can still act like a fox and a tiger even if he wears the inner skin.
The strong men only knew that they had to work, but they didn't know that it was "stolen work". This would give away the news and we couldn't let them know the details for the time being.
Li Zicheng finished explaining the discipline to everyone, had a hearty meal, and then packed up and set off.
Li Mantian took the women and children and stood in front of the cave dwelling to see everyone off.
Li Zicheng waved his hand and said, "Old man Li, play music!"
The suona, erhu and sanxian sounded at the same time.
Accompanied by "Our Team Goes to the Sun", the scattered team came down the mountain laughing and joking.
Li Mantian was a veteran of the martial arts world, and he had already seen some signs. He understood that this group of people was not easy to get along with.
But here he eats well and sleeps soundly. He just learns new songs every day and doesn't have to work, so he is naturally happy to stay here.
But today...
Li Mantian watched the large group of people disappear into the ravine and muttered softly, "Are the good days coming to an end?"
He turned his head to look at Zhang Nai, then kicked out, "Stop bragging, you begging for food."
Zhang Nai was unmoved and persisted in playing the music before speaking: "I have grown up, and I can't just eat my godfather's food in vain."
After saying that, he put down his suona, threw off his short legs and ran down the hillside.
"Come back! Come back quickly! Alas!"
Li Mantian swatted his legs anxiously, but did not pursue him.
Li Huimei tugged at the corner of Li Laiheng's clothes, "Brother, what did they do?"
Li Laiheng shook his head and tugged at the corner of Li Mantian's clothes again, "Dad, what did they do?"
Li Mantian glared, "Is this what you should worry about? Are you familiar with the song "Horse Racing"? Can you play "A Man Should Be Strong"? Go back and practice."
Liu Yue'e couldn't stand it anymore, "Brother Mantian, the child is still young, what are you doing?"
Gao Guiying hugged Li Huimei and complained a few words.
To be continued...