Chu Qing respects everyone around him, including any veteran wolf catcher.
But respect is respect. Some suggestions cannot be listened to. Even if you have some ideas, no one will understand them even if you say them.
With a wave of his hand, Lin Kui and Song Zhong were asked to retreat. Chu Qingku was not interested in sitting there, so he ran out to play with the sword.
In the camp, the old wolf-catching soldiers gathered together, and everyone speculated what Chu Qing meant by training new soldiers.
Although it was a mess and there was no training, and it was hard to tell that he was a professional soldier, there was one very intriguing thing. No one came to ask, not a single person.
When Chu Qing comes, they can rush out to greet him, laughing and joking in a lively manner.
But after entering the camp and the big tent, Chu Qing informed the matter. No matter how puzzled everyone was, they would not ask. This is also the rule. Either follow the instructions or leave. If you are confused, you can't go home.
solution, but the veterans know better that they are here not to solve puzzles, but to obey orders.
Chu Qing didn't know if these veteran wolf hunters were training or doing other things on weekdays. They adhered to their usual style of observing first, observing clearly, and then deciding whether to intervene. After deciding to intervene, Chu Qing decided to intervene.
Chu Qing stood behind the big tent, looking at Mo Dao, who was half taller than Fu San, and felt worried.
"How do you play with this thing?"
Fu San put the Mo Dao on his shoulder: "Master, if we are on the grassland, almost no brothers use the Mo Dao. It is heavy, consumes horse power, and consumes physical strength. In those days when catching wolves... it seems that only the master can do it on a horse."
"Real or false." Chu Qing became interested: "My father is riding a horse on the grassland. How can he move and how can he act like that?"
"The master said that he can play with his grassland and his horses as he wants."
Chu Qing: "..."
The third brother shook his shoulders, grabbed the heavy Mo Dao in his hands, exhaled loudly, and moved the Mo Dao from top to bottom, first picking it up and then swinging it, and waved it into a fan with a burst of cold light.
"Just practice this one position, and if you practice this position well, if you use your feet to ride, both the man and the horse will be crushed."
"It looks quite simple." Chu Qing walked over, took the Mo Dao with both hands, and lifted it up hard, almost losing his center of gravity.
Looking at Fu San, Chu Qing was a little suspicious: "How did my father select the soldiers who would use Mo Dao back then? Was there a physical test or something?"
"Throw the Mo Dao on the ground, and whoever can move it will be the one who can do it."
Chu Qing couldn't laugh or cry.
Dad's method is quite simple and crude.
Slowly tilting Mo Dao, Chu Qing's center of gravity began to become unstable.
Fu San quickly supported Chu Qing's lower back: "Master, you have to lower your body and plant your feet firmly, otherwise you will lose strength."
"Oh, okay."
Chu Qing stood up according to Fu San's method, but grabbed the Mo Dao with both hands. The tip of the knife rushed forward, but it could not hold up for too long. In three to five seconds at most, the front side of the Mo Dao would hit the ground.
After persisting for several times, Chu Qing's shoulder began to hurt. He threw Mo Dao to the ground and said, "I'll warm up with a few burpees first, otherwise I won't injure my tendons easily."
Chu Qing staggered, and Fu San said: "Master, if you really want to lead the army, you must have a deputy general."
"You come."
"You can't be small. Many times, this deputy general is the one who offends people. Most of them are strict military disciplines and military laws. Only with this deputy general can we control the arrogant and powerful generals. If only you, old brothers, your words are the imperial edict,
But if it expands, there will inevitably be some people who are short-sighted, and the deputy general will have to deal with him at this time."
Chu Qing stopped and roughly understood what Fu San meant.
One is fair-faced and the other is red-faced. Fu San is really not suitable to be this deputy general. After all, everyone knows Fu San very well. The third brother is so righteous. Even if the new soldiers don't know it, they will hear it mentioned by the old soldiers over time.
After taking a few breaths, Chu Qing was in trouble: "Then who do you think is suitable?"
"Master, do you think Tao Shaozhang is successful?"
"Tao Shaozhang?" Chu Qing was overjoyed: "This guy has to wait for traffic lights to play Grand Theft Auto. How can he control the army?"
"Do you still remember that Fatty Tao once mentioned about the person holding the whip? I think Tao Shaozhang is the person holding the whip, and I don't even recognize him."
"That's right. After all, it's too much now. If Tao Shaozhang is in charge of the criminal law and discipline in the camp..."
Chu Qing thought for a moment and thought it was okay. After all, Tao Shaozhang had nothing to do every day. Once the new soldiers came in, he would need a master who was not recognized by his relatives to control the situation. If the old soldiers were to take care of the new soldiers, it would inevitably affect Pao Ze's feelings.
Just as he was about to take out his small notebook and write it down, Chu Qing turned around and shouted: "Lin Shi, call someone, go to the south of the city and call Master Tao Shaozhangtao, the young minister of Dali Temple."
"General Mo will go right away."
After the explanation, Chu Qing was already warm enough. He stuck out his butt and picked up the Mo Dao. After he stood it up, he hehehehe, he held the Mo Dao horizontally in his hand, and his shoulders began to tremble again.
Fu San saw that Chu Qing's forehead was beginning to sweat, and he couldn't bear it any longer, so he said, "Master, why don't you practice something else, something light? This Mo Dao is too heavy."
"Light?" Chu Qing raised the Mo Dao and wiped his face: "What is light?"
"Dark..." Fu San quickly changed his words: "I don't know either."
Chu Qing: "..."
Fu San laughed sarcastically and almost said the word "qi".
Facing the victim, the unreasonable Chu Qing really couldn't care less about this matter, so he rolled his eyes and grabbed the Mo Dao with both hands again.
This time, he lasted six seconds, which was considered his limit.
To say that the Mo Dao sinks, you won’t be unable to hold on for ten seconds. The main thing is to grasp it with both hands. Not only must you maintain your center of gravity, but you must also maintain your body balance. Finally, you can learn to use your strength to swing the Mo Dao out. It looks simple, but it is not.
A day's work.
The smart thing about Fu San is that he knew that no matter how much he said, it would be better to let Chu Qing experience it by himself. It was good to be able to act, but it was really not his material, so his young master gave up. No matter how much others said, it was useless.
But there is one thing that Fu San can't figure out. If you want to draw the divine arm crossbow, it would be great to practice drawing the bow, but what about using the Mo Dao?
In fact, Chu Qing really didn't do it to draw the divine arm crossbow, but knew that sooner or later he would have to ride a horse and go for a walk on the grassland.
When you go out to kill enemies and thieves, you must have a weapon.
Besides, he is a general. When people mention a famous general, for example, Lu Bu, they will give a thumbs up and praise him, thinking of the little Wen Hou Lu Bu, who has been wandering for half his life and is good at defeating his wild father.
How about the Heavenly Painting Halberd?
When these celebrities are mentioned, they must all be armed.
Chu Qing didn't want others to mention him in the future, so he directly said, "The commander-in-chief of Qianqiying is good at using his extraordinary mouth to make someone cry, and to criticize someone to death."
In addition, the weapons of famous generals are relatively unique and rare, and they sound good when mentioned. Guan Erye, Qinglong Yanyue Sword, kill six generals after passing five levels, Zhang Yide, a black-faced man, eight-foot-long snake spear, one man can pass the pass and ten thousand men cannot open it.
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The only thing I have never heard of is that any famous general uses commercial products, and it doesn’t sound good to say it. Guan Erye, who is good at using a fruit knife, can pass five levels and stab six generals. Zhang Yide, a big red brick, one man can stand against ten thousand people.
Yes, this is a shame.
Chu Qing had almost never touched a weapon in his life. He had touched a Hengdao a few days ago. It was called Qianji. Qianji was a dagger. Hengdao was a popular product. Apart from that, he had only used furnace hooks. It was really
If a stove hook is used, it will be even worse. The commander of the Thousand Cavalry Battalion, a fierce war general, is good at using a stove hook to kill the enemy, and whoever he stabs will get hemorrhoids?
A short knife, it doesn't sound very good, a long knife, it's too popular, a horse sword, it must be used for riding, a sledgehammer, etc., and it doesn't fit his identity, and Chu Qing feels that weapons like hammers are too taboo and easy to make.
He was quite good at lightning strikes. In the end, he felt that using the Mo Dao was quite good. The main thing was that it was handsome. Whether it was smooth or not was a temporary matter, but being handsome was a lifelong matter.
Gritting his teeth, Chu Qing grabbed the Mo Dao again and continued resistance training.