"Who said our recruits can't fight?" A tall and thin officer walked out of the recruit team and said to a group of officers who were selecting recruits. He had long black hair, a pair of small round eyes, and a long face.
Like a shoehorn.
Another group of officers were wearing brand-new military uniforms and new helmet straps. They looked like they had just arrived.
"Do you think the new recruits are better at fighting than the Eighth Army?" A slightly shorter new officer mocked, "I know you are from Yangyuan Prefecture, and you can't be considered veterans compared with the local recruits."
An officer with fair skin and handsome face came over and said, "What's wrong with Yang Yuanzhou? I can beat ten of you!"
"You!" the short officer pointed at him and glared.
An older officer next to him pulled the shorter officer and said, "Don't cause trouble! There are hidden dragons and crouching tigers in the army, and there are many heroes who scare the enemy. My senior brother was also a recruit back then, so don't embarrass him."
The fair-skinned officer sneered: "Do you dislike me for not going into battle to kill the enemy? I am here to teach you a lesson for your own good. It is better to be beaten by me than to die in the hands of the enemy. How can someone with a junior brother like you not be embarrassed?"
The older officer said angrily: "Looking at your attire, you are also a captain, how can you be so ungrateful! Although there is no formal establishment yet, in the future we will definitely be part of the same legion. Is there any need to be so aggressive? You keep saying lessons.
Us, do you have that ability?"
"It was your subordinates who first said that we recruits cannot fight." The tall and lanky officer saw that the short officer was a squadron leader. "You said it as if you were not a recruit. If you don't agree, we can challenge each other. Whoever loses will call the other party big brother when we meet."
"Okay, let's compare." The older officer asked for a wooden sword used for recruit training.
The tall and thin officer also took the wooden sword and said to his team: "Don't argue with me. I started the matter and I must compete first."
The fair-skinned officer laughed and scolded: "You're the only one who knows how to fix things."
If you look carefully, you can see that the straps of the tall and thin officer's helmet are stained with sweat and don't look like they are new.
"What kind of comparison is this?" The older officer knew that the other party intended to stir up trouble, and he would not be able to calm things down without giving the other party a show of strength.
Fighting is normal in competitions in the recruit camp. It is inevitable for a group of passionate young people to get together. As long as nothing goes wrong, the instructor will pretend not to notice.
"Now that you have the sword, let's compete with each other. If the sword hits a vital part or is knocked off, you lose." The tall and thin officer was very confident in his swordsmanship.
"Come on!" The older officer twisted his wrist and swung his wooden sword to both sides. The shadow of the sword was like a fan. He started to let the opponent attack first. Without strong self-confidence, he would not give up the initiative. He was more like a swordsman than a soldier.
"Look at the sword!" The tall and thin officer stepped forward, his arm twitched, and the wooden sword pierced the opponent's front door.
This is a simple "stabbing sword" move. It is not too shocking. Only ten people present can catch the clear shadow of the sword.
From the moment he lifted his foot to the moment he landed, more than ten swords were thrust out, and the swords never left the older officer's face.
Although the wooden sword is light, the sound of breaking the wind is no less than that of an ordinary iron sword. This is entirely because the speed gives the sword great kinetic energy.
The older officer took his time, twisting his wrist to a smaller extent, and the fan formed by the sword shadow also became smaller, just enough to block the opponent's sharp sword. He was one of the people who could see the sword shadow clearly.
"Good eyesight!" The tall and thin officer's sword path suddenly changed, and he switched to attacking the opponent's bottom lane. Shifting the attack point significantly will increase the difficulty of defense, and the opponent's sword must be equally fast.
Unexpectedly, the elderly officer slid forward to the left, and his flat sword was sliced forward. If the opponent did not hide, his helmet would be knocked off. This move will eliminate and attack, and the enemy will be saved when attacking. It is not like a routine move, but more like it can be picked up by hand.
Temporarily respond to the enemy's changes.
The tall and thin officer lowered his head, ducked under the sword, and then stabbed the sword under the ribs with the tip of the sword pointed at the opponent's waist.
"Hey!" The older officer twisted his waist and turned around, slashing his opponent's shoulder with his sword.
The two of them fought back and forth for two rounds. In the eyes of others, it only took two breaths. Their movements were very fast, and ordinary soldiers could not see them at all.
Neither of them had the upper hand, they just found out the opponent's sword path.
After testing their hands, the two began to show off their real skills.
The characteristic of the tall and lanky officer is that he is fast, his sword is erratic, and he can often seize the initiative.
The characteristics of older officers are that they have no special characteristics. They use their swords casually but efficiently. They can counterattack while passively defending. They are not pretty but they are as stable as Mount Tai.
"I didn't expect to see the Hidden Shadow Sword here. Fortunately, I read my senior brother's notes, otherwise I would have been in trouble today." After saying this, the old officer's wooden sword glowed red, and the flat sword pressed against the opponent's blade, and there was an attraction from the sword.
Strength, clinging to the opponent's sword.
"Eh? How do you know my swordsmanship? Long Shuang, did you tell him?" The tall and thin officer's expression changed, and he poured more fighting spirit into his sword, trying to get rid of that attraction.
The fair-skinned officer was stunned for a moment, then smiled bitterly and said: "Don't be nervous, Dai Le, I have never seen him before, how can I have the chance to tell him?"
It turns out that the tall and thin officer is Dai Le, and the fair-skinned officer is Long Shuang.
"Hey!" The older officer's fighting spirit seemed to be higher than Dai Le's, and he could firmly absorb Dai Le's wooden sword.
"I saw it from my senior brother's notes. This method was also written down by him. Disrupting your fighting energy output will disrupt your sword moves, right?" He still had time to exchange his experiences with Dai Le.
"Huh? When did your senior brother peek at me practicing my sword?" Dai Le used both hands, but couldn't break free.
"Okay, you've lost." Long Shuang suddenly stepped forward and struck the wooden sword that the two of them had stuck together.
The older officer took back his fighting spirit and took a step back.
Dai Le pulled back with too much force and almost fell to the ground. He quickly took several steps back before he could stand firm.
"My senior brother never peeks at others practicing swordsmanship. You are not worthy of being his opponent."
"Don't be complacent. You can hide your moves from others but not from me. There is a martial arts gym with an invisible sword gate in the capital. I went there when it opened." Long Shuang made a virtual slash with his sword, "Let me teach you.
Learn from it.”
"Invisible Sword Gate?" Dai Le remembered hearing it somewhere, "Ah, I know, is it the sword technique that Ding Kui learned?"
"How bold! How dare you call General Ding by his first name!" The short officer pointed at Dai Le with a red face, feeling as if the idol in his heart had been tarnished.
"It's just Ding Kui. If there's anything you can't say, I dare to say it in front of him, Ding Kui, Ding Kui, Ding Kui!" Long Shuang confirmed that this group of officers were members of the Invisible Sword Sect.
The older officer grabbed the shorter officer and said, "Don't worry! They know the martial arts gym in the capital, and they must know their senior brother. Wait until I ask clearly."
He turned around and cupped his hands to Long Shuang and others, and said: "I have not consulted the two great names in Gui Wuyin."
"Long Shuang." Long Shuang said expressionlessly, "If you have to fight quickly, I want to save face for Yang Yuanzhou."
"My name is Dai Le." Dai Le returned the military salute, "That's not right, Ding Kui can't defeat my moves like this. He uses the Hidden Sword Seven-Style combo."
"Oh, Mr. Long, I am no match for you, so there is no need to compete."
Gui Wuyin first rejected Long Shuang.
"Captain Dai, I have admired him for a long time. The moves my senior brother uses are ever-changing, but just writing this down in his notes may be the best method he thinks." He answered Dai Le again.
Xing Bao is about to be the commander-in-chief of the Twelve Legions. Anyone who knows the way knows that he is recommended by the Long family; Long Shuang has played in the knight competition and is somewhat famous; Gui Wuyin has a background with the Jiang family and Ding Kui, so naturally someone mentioned it to him
Long Shuang.
There is no benefit at all in defeating Long Shuang in a private fight. Who knows if this young master will hold a grudge, so he casually told Xing Bao that he had some shoes to fill.
"What do you mean? Are you looking down on me? I know you have been promoted to Fearless. It is not honorable to bully Dai Le." Long Shuang saw Gui Wuyin's fighting spirit.
No matter how strong Dai Le's swordsmanship is, he can't defeat Gui Wuyin, and his fighting spirit is suppressed.
"Captain Long misunderstood." Gui Wuyin changed his address, "You and my senior fellow apprentices are in the same class. I am a few years older but I started training a little later, so naturally I cannot compare with you."
"Okay, okay, don't use Ding Kui to pressure me, although he is really good." Long Shuang waved his hands impatiently, "Who in his class wouldn't be left behind by a big margin? He was ranked second in the country that year.
If you mess with him, I admit that I am no match for him."
The last thing he wanted to do was mention Ding Kui to others. There was a generational difference in strength and seniority, so no one could compare with Ding Kui.
"Fearless knight, no wonder the fighting spirit can absorb my sword." Dai Le finally figured it out, "Well, Ding Kui regarded me as a friend back then. Although he is now the commander of the division, I have no problem calling him by his name.
Bar."
He was not sure if Ding Kui still recognized him.
"Haha, it's okay. Although senior brother's notes didn't include names, Hidden Shadow Sword is unmistakable. You and senior brother have a history, so it's okay to call them by name in private." Gui Wuyin did not regard the two people in front of him as ordinary officers.
"Why don't you go to the Eighth Legion to find Ding Kui? What kind of recruits are you here to pick?" Long Shuang no longer struggled with the competition.
"Senior brother has sent a letter, arranging for us to join the 12th Army Corps, because we are new recruits and are not qualified to join the 8th Army Corps." The short legionnaire answered for Gui Wuyin.
"I'm convinced by what you just said. For them, new recruits really can't fight, but since the 111th Division can go to the front line, so can we!"
Dai Le, Long Shuang and others were rejected when they applied to go to the front line. After returning to the new barracks, they held their breath and happened to hear the words of the short officer, which led to the conflict just now.
"Junior Brother Bian just said something indiscriminately. I apologize to everyone on his behalf."
The short officer's name was Bian Qian, and he and Gui Wuyin were apprenticed to Lu Ji. The two had a relatively good relationship.
Gui Wuyin's strength ranks among the top three among the disciples of the Invisible Sword Sect. After Jiang Xi passed the school examination, he was appointed as the captain. Most of his other brothers are squadron leaders.
The conflict ended amicably because they both had a relationship with Ding Kui, so they could chat together and form a friendship.
"Which division do you belong to? Do you know who is your division leader?" Long Shuang was very concerned about the establishment of Gui Wuyin and others.
Being organized means you have the opportunity to go to the front line and don't have to stay in the recruit camp to train.