Under the escort of the cavalry, Wang Liangyu and his party passed through the Xifengkou Pass and came to a military camp.
"Please wait here, I will inform our brigade commander!" The cavalry captain signaled Wang Liangyu to wait at the camp gate, and then rushed into the camp at high speed.
Wang Liangyu and others stood outside the camp, looking over their heads to watch the soldiers inside the camp practicing.
However, these soldiers were not practicing their marksmanship. Instead, they were using their swords and shouting something loudly. The bright swords shone brightly in the sun.
"What a sharp swordsmanship!" The old man and a group of his old brothers looked at it for a long time and admired it sincerely.
Another old man, twirling his short beard and showing his bright eyes, commented seriously: "The head-cutting knife, the waist knife, and the oblique cutting knife are all the essence of classical knife techniques. There are Qi Jiguang's "Xinyou Knife Technique" and Cheng Zongyou's "Single Knife Technique".
The shadow of "Selected Laws" and Wu Shu's "Single Sword Illustrations" in the Qing Dynasty."
"Not only that, we have made great improvements in classical techniques. The movements are concise and refined, slashing and slashing, and are swift and powerful. They are more suitable for military killings!" Another person took over the conversation, with a look of approval on his face as he spoke.
, while gesturing with his hands, "The person who created this sword technique was a great swordsman at that time!"
Wang Liangyu and Gong Ruomei didn't say anything. They were not weak in strength, but their experience was definitely not as good as the three seniors. There was no need to show off, they just watched curiously.
After a while, a middle-aged man with a handsome face strode over, followed by the cavalry captain from before, and a round-faced young man beside him. The round-faced young man carried a big knife on his back.
"Are you the Sun-Destroying Arrow?" The middle-aged man glanced at Wang Liangyu and his group, then turned his gaze to an old man among them, and greeted him slightly excitedly.
When the old man heard the words, he quickly turned sideways and shook his head and said: "The military master admitted the wrong person!" After saying that, he pointed at Wang Liangyu and said with a smile, "This is the Sun-Destroying Arrow!"
At this time, the cavalry captain came late, pointed at Wang Liangyu and said: "Brigadier Zhao, this is the Sun-Destroying Arrow!"
"Hello, I'm Wang Liangyu!" Wang Liangyu was too embarrassed to call himself the Sun-Destroying Arrow anymore. It was too shameful. "I was lucky enough to kill some little devils, it's nothing!"
The middle-aged man known as Brigadier Zhao could not help but be overjoyed. He raised his hand and grabbed Wang Liangyu's hands, excitedly saying: "Without you, the current situation on the Great Wall would only become more corrupt. Even the little devils have already marched in to break the Great Wall.
We captured Beijing and Tianjin!!" He said, and sincerely thanked you, "Everyone in China would like to thank you for what you have done!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Brigadier Zhao dragged Wang Liangyu straight into the military camp with great enthusiasm.
Wang Liangyu couldn't resist, so she followed him into the military camp half reluctantly and half resigned.
Gong Ruomei followed step by step.
The old man and the others tried to follow him, not wanting to be stopped by the round-faced young man.
Just when the three old men were puzzled, the round-faced young man suddenly bowed and saluted repeatedly, and kept saying greetings: "Junior Ma Guangda, I have met senior Hao Mingjiu! I have met senior Hu Fengsan! I have met senior Yang Junfeng!"
The three old men were all startled. They looked Ma Quanda up and down, a little confused and a little embarrassed.
None of the three recognized Ma Quanda, but they just thought he looked familiar.
Ma Quanda looked calm and said calmly: "Twenty years ago, I went to Fengtian with my father Ma Fengtu to pay homage to three seniors. Although I was young at the time, I always remembered the grace of the three seniors and was in awe."
"Are you Ma Fengtu's son?" Hao Mingjiu, who had white hair and beard, took another serious look at Ma Quangda and praised with a smile, "A tiger father has no dog son!"
"How is Fengtu now? I heard earlier that Fengtu followed the army to the northwest. Where is he now?" Hu Fengsan asked with concern, twirling his short beard.
Yang Junfeng seemed to be recalling the original scene. He was silent for a long time and then said with emotion: "After all these years, I still remember that all the heroes gathered in Jinmen to create the grand scene of the Chinese Warriors Association!"
"My father established a martial arts academy in the northwest and devoted himself to the study of martial arts and traditional Chinese medicine." Ma Quangda briefly talked about his father's current situation, and then added, "My father often misses his predecessors and wishes he could compete with each other all the time."
"By the way, why are you here?" Hao Mingjiu suddenly asked, quite curious.
Ma Fengtu was born in the Northwest Army. How could his son appear in Xifengkou?
"I am now an officer of the Broadsword Brigade of the 29th Army. Our army was ordered to take over the defense of Xifengkou of the Great Wall to resist the invasion of the Japs." Ma Quangda replied, paused, and then said in a depressed tone, "The Japs almost captured it.
Rehe, the Great Wall defense line is the last line of defense for the Japs going south, there is no room for failure!"
When Hu Fengsan heard this, he couldn't help twisting his beard and sighing, his face full of melancholy: "Rehe has fallen, and the entire Northeast has fallen into the hands of the little Japanese!"
Yang Junfeng was a martial arts fanatic and didn't care about those around him. He looked at the sword behind Ma Quanda, pointed at the soldiers in the distance who were shouting and practicing the sword, and asked curiously: "Did you teach those soldiers the sword skills they practiced?" Ma Quangda shook his head: "This sword technique was created by my father, and it's called Po Feng Ba Dao."
"The Eight Swords of Po Feng has eight lines, one sentence for one sword, eight swords and twelve moves, all the swords will kill the little devil!"
"He faced a big cleavage blade, missed it and swung it horizontally to block the waist. Following the wind, it swept the autumn leaves, sweeping across thousands of enemies and making it impossible to escape. He stepped forward and picked up like thunder, and the chain of lifts slashed downwards. The left and right protection relied on quick pick-up and movement.
Step-change bayonet."
"Feng Tu, you are really a genius when it comes to sword skills!" Yang Junfeng praised again, then thought of something, his expression was a little sad, and he asked in confusion, "The little devil is very powerful with guns and cannons, so you are going to rely on a big sword?"
Yang Junfeng is a martial artist who highly admires Chinese martial arts, but he also knows very well that Chinese martial arts will eventually decline, and decades of hard training are no match for a bullet.
Ma Quangda shook his head and said with both anger and sadness: "Since the Central Plains War, when we were recruited by the young marshal and reorganized into the 29th Army, we have no love for my uncle, no military funds, poverty, and a shortage of equipment.
We can only use the iron sword!"
Hao Mingjiu and the other three looked at each other with expressions of disbelief. The Northwest Army, which was so powerful in North China back then, has fallen to this level. It is really disappointing!
After talking for a while, Ma Quanda asked curiously: "Three seniors, is that really the Sun-Destroying Arrow?"
The reason why Ma Quangda stayed with the three elders was not only to meet his seniors, but also to get news about Wang Liangyu from them.
The three elders looked at each other and shook their heads: "To tell you the truth, we only found out not long ago that he is the Sun-Destroying Arrow!"
After a pause, Hao Mingjiu suddenly said: "However, I do know that this Wang Liangyu made a lot of noise last year!"
"The Sun-Destroying Arrow is Wang Liangyu?" Ma Guangda is in the military, but he never forgets his identity as a warrior and is quite familiar with martial arts anecdotes. Last year, warriors who returned from overseas challenged the northern martial arts with swords, but the northern martial arts community lost all face. p>
Hu Fengsan nodded, with a solemn look on his face: "The Gong family was wiped out by little devils, so he can't escape his involvement!"
"You can't blame him!" Hao Mingjiu shook his head and reminded softly, "Baosen mentioned Wang Liangyu before he died. I think he knew it well."
Ma Quanda couldn't understand what the three people were talking about. Looking at Wang Liangyu's back, he couldn't help but feel a desire to compete.
Ma Quanda has confidence in his own strength.
Ma Quangda has been practicing martial arts with his father Ma Fengtu since he was a child. He is proficient in Baji draping, Liuhe marksmanship, Tang sword fighting, etc. His martial arts skills are extremely outstanding among the younger generation. Ma Quangda has been in the army for many years, fighting endlessly, and has great martial arts skills in life and death fights.
Become more refined and more powerful, full of fighting power.
While talking, the group caught up with Wang Liangyu and Brigadier Zhao and entered the kitchen together.
Brigadier Zhao couldn't wait to clean up Wang Liangyu's reputation, and even made an exception to the prohibition on alcohol, so that he could have enough wine and meat.