Liu Futong also talked about the technical points of sticks, axes, square halberds, etc., as well as knives, swords, whips, hammers and other short weapons, and then continued: "No matter which school uses which weapon, the techniques are different but the techniques are roughly the same.
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Although Dakui is stupid, he has actually learned a lot through long-term observation and exchanges. Others' various weapons make tigers angry, but he still can't do it even if his eyes are darkened. The difference is that he sees these again.
He knew what kind of movements would produce what kind of techniques through weapon drills. After studying like this, in the blink of an eye, Dakui's injuries healed within a few months.
On this day, I was still watching the generals practice martial arts as usual. Liu Futong said beside him: "I am a great general in the Song Dynasty, but there is something wrong with carrying a pole all day long. I advised General Zhang to change his weapons, but I can make them with the Ministry of Works
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Today's Red Scarf Army only has jurisdiction over a few states and counties, and the so-called Ministry of Industry is just a gathering of dozens of blacksmiths.
Dakui said: "The shoulder pole was given to me by my master when I came down the mountain. It cannot be discarded."
Liu Futong chuckled and said: "It's not discarded. General Zhang can put the pole under special care and fetch it if needed."
Dakui scratched his head and asked, "What kind of weapon should I use?"
Liu Futong laughed and said: "As I see it, an iron spear can be used, and an iron spear can also be used as a spear or a stick. General Zhang is very powerful in attacking heavy enemies. There is no difference between using an iron spear and using a shoulder pole." Dakui thought of the wrong combination of Badulu's spear and stick.
Nodding yes.
From then on, Da Kui held a stick and practiced with the generals of the martial arts hall every day. He asked others to attack while he defended. Because he was already familiar with the weapons and techniques, his defense was extremely tight. The three or two people could not do anything to him, and Da Kui shouted on the spur of the moment.
More than ten people surrounded him.
After all, it is difficult for two fists to beat four hands. Even though they are all holding wooden sticks, they will inevitably get hit from time to time. When Dakui found that the blows on his body were not very painful, he realized that everyone was letting him down without using heavy blows, and he couldn't help but get angry. It is a military law for those who claim that they cannot use their full strength.
Dakui was engaged in the battle because he had the highest rank in the army, so the generals did not dare to disobey him. For a while, sticks and sticks were used, and Dakui was beaten until he was as big as a pig's head.
When Liu Futong learned about this, he burst into laughter. He advised Da Kui to do everything step by step, otherwise haste would make waste.
Da Kui followed the advice, initially with two people, then three or four, and later seven or eight people as they got acquainted. In the end, he was actually able to defend himself despite being surrounded by more than ten people. The steps Da Kui learned in Tiantai Mountain worked, and now he can advance and retreat freely.
The defense is even more weatherproof.
Every time during practice, more than ten people would attack Da Kui with sticks, and Da Kui would try his best to defend. The sound of sticks clashing in the martial arts field was like exploding beans. Once he was familiar with fighting on foot, Da Kui changed his horse again. Riding a horse is not as good as fighting on foot, it requires people and horses.
Tacit cooperation.
Dakui practiced equestrian skills hard again, but I don’t know who he heard from it. The Mongolian Tatars were very good at equestrian skills, so Dakui selected a dozen people from among the captured generals to demonstrate their horsemanship skills one by one. After returning, Dakui rode on the red cloud and photographed cats and tigers. As a result, he fell unconscious.
Ba Su. Da Kui was stubborn again, remembering that a technique must be mastered, even if he doesn't eat or sleep. That day, Liu Futong summoned the generals to discuss matters. When he saw Da Kui hanging his right arm, he asked and found out that Da Kui was practicing equestrian wrestling.
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This lasted for more than a month. Slowly, he and Hongyun were connected to each other. Hongyun could understand without deliberately driving him. At this time, Dakui asked people to fight with sticks according to the previous method. At first, one or two people became more and more familiar with it.
Add people. Finally, when there are five or six people, no more people can be added, because there are five or six horses surrounding it and no more people can be added. In this way, Dakui can cope with it by staying still. When Dakui resisted, the sticks flew like a splash.
Crazy, Liu Futong named Da Kui's technique "Crazy Block".
On this day, the Chinese army's discussion was completed. Liu Futong said to Dakui: "General Zhang practices throwing crazy blocks every day. How can we win if we only defend without attacking?"
Dakui didn't expect this, so he asked: "Marshal, how do you think I should practice?"
Liu Futong held his hand on his beard and smiled and said: "There are many schools of martial arts, and it can't be achieved with just one move. However, a thousand moves are not as good as one. If you can kill Badulu under the horse with just one move, turn around and throw the pole, that's it."
This is the truth.”
Dakui asked again: "Then how should I practice?"
Liu Futong pondered for a moment and said: "You can practice the four moves of slashing, thrusting, sweeping and lifting carefully. If you can master it, you will be even more powerful."
Dakui nodded when he heard this, but then asked: "The marshal once said that he would build weapons for me, but why has there been no movement after more than two months?"
Liu Futong smiled and said: "General Zhang, don't be anxious. King Xiao Ming heard that General Zhang wanted to build weapons, so he ordered people to buy good iron and recruit skilled craftsmen. I think it will be done in a few days."
Dakui said a little flattered: "Don't go to such trouble, it will be done with pig iron."
Liu Fu said: "General Zhang is a famous general in our Song Dynasty. How can Fan Tie be used to make weapons?" Dakui was not good at words, but he was very moved in his heart. He had always wanted to ask about Brother Tang's whereabouts, but now he couldn't find it easy to ask.
Back at the military camp, Da Kui found two 100-kilogram stone chains tied to both ends of a pole and carried them to the martial arts hall. After that, he practiced the four postures of slashing, thrusting, sweeping, and lifting with the stone chains tied to the pole every day.
I think back on Tiantai Mountain, when my master asked me to practice walking a hundred miles, it was a weight-bearing exercise.
Now he should be right to imitate cats and draw tigers. After four months of hard training, even though Dakui practiced with a pole of more than 200 kilograms every day, he still performed the pole dance like a tiger. The generals in the martial arts hall were stunned when they saw it.
The weapons he was looking forward to had been forged and sent to the military camp. What Dakui saw in his tent was a wooden box more than one foot long placed on the desk. Dakui walked over and opened the wooden box, and inside was a shiny black weapon.
Iron gun. The iron gun is one foot long, as thick as a duck egg. The head of the gun is one foot long, and its sharp edge is clearly visible. An exquisite iron ring is cast underneath, and a bunch of red tassel hangs from the ring. Da Kui holds the gun in his hand, which is very heavy. He walks to the tent.
He waved it around at will, causing a stir. He couldn't help but praise: "What a good gun."
When the soldiers saw it, they encouraged him: "General Zhang has got a good gun. He might as well go to the school grounds to demonstrate it. It can also open the eyes of the children."
Da Kui was in high spirits and laughed and said: "Okay, let's all go to the school grounds." Just as he was about to leave, Liu Futong came with a group of attendants. As soon as Liu Futong saw them, he smiled and asked: "General Zhang, are you satisfied with this gun?" Da Kui laughed.
I couldn’t close my mouth from ear to ear.
Liu Fu said: "This gun is called the Iron Oolong Spear, and it weighs eighty-five kilograms. The above two hundred kilograms of fine iron are turned into juice, and the essence of the iron juice is used to refine it." When Dakui heard this, he couldn't put it down.
Liu Futong smiled and said: "His Royal Highness Xiao Ming knows that General Zhang has the unique skill of flying rocks to kill birds. He specially ordered someone to sew a leather bag from good deerskin. General Zhang will also accept it." The attendant behind him brought a tray with a bird on it.
The red leather pouch. Dakui took the pouch and looked through it carefully. The pouch was one foot square and was of fine workmanship. It showed a colorful tiger on the outside and the embroidery was exquisite. The interior was lined with luxurious silk.
Dakui lowered his head and said nothing. Liu Futong smiled and came over to take the skin bag and hang it on Dakui's waist with his own hands.
A soldier next to him said: "Marshal, we are just going to the school grounds to see General Zhang's martial arts skills."
Liu Futong smiled and said: "That's very good. You might as well go with us. It's also a good time to see how General Zhang has practiced his skills over the past year."
A group of people were riding horses and walking. They were walking through the school grounds with people shouting and following. Dakui was riding a red cloud horse, wearing a purple gold animal mask with a red tiger-pattern cloak, and carrying an iron and black dragon gun. Looking at the tiger and the bear, how could he be so majestic?