"Master, Dazhuang has embarrassed you." Seeing Liu Lang coming in person, Hu Dazhuang did not argue, but lowered his head and said dejectedly.
He also knew in his heart that if when he retreated just now, because the spear was too long and he had no time to retract it, Cai Dadao slashed down with his sword, he would most likely not be able to dodge.
It's just that the pride of being a veteran doesn't allow him to simply admit defeat.
"Commander, you are here. The brothers are training the basic skills of bayonet fighting. You are here to give guidance." Several new company commanders slipped over from nowhere at this moment and said hello to Liu Lang with a shy face.
One of them is one of the six remnant soldiers led by Liu Lang, named Ling Hong. Although he has nothing outstanding personally, he is not as cunning as Zhao Ergou, and his combat power as a single soldier cannot be compared to Liu Dazhu, but this guy is
He is the most educated among the few remnants. He has also attended school for a few years, which is equivalent to a primary school graduate in the future. But if a primary school graduate like this is placed among the two thousand or so soldiers, he will be proud of everyone. So.
He was also selected by Liu Lang to be the commander of the new recruit company. If he leads well during the three months in the recruit camp, he will almost certainly be promoted to lieutenant.
Judging from the past two months, Ling Hong has done quite well.
Otherwise, he clearly knows that everyone is talking nonsense now, but he still dares to say that he is training with a shameless face.
Liu Lang glanced at Linghong and sneered: "Okay! Then tell me, are you doing horse walking or practicing gun raising? Damn it, I was sweating all over before I came in and saw you, Second Lieutenant Ling.
Is it good?"
"Hey, group leader, look at what you said, who doesn't know your skills? Who can squeeze you?" Ling Hong has followed Liu Lang for a long time and knows Liu Lang's temper, so he continued to say with a shy face.
When Liu Lang was really angry, the air was cold. How could it be so hot like now?
The other two recruits, the company commanders, looked at Ling Hong with envy. They were his direct descendants. They would never dare to talk nonsense with Fat Tuan Zuo. But fortunately, Liu Lang always treated everyone equally in official matters and was the first to follow him.
Of his six remnant soldiers, two of them were not considered as new company commanders? They are still digging tunnels on the top of the mountain with a group of veterans!
Liu Lang ignored Ling Hong and said to Hu Dazhuang, whose face was red: "Don't be discouraged. Your failure is not that you are not good at stabbing. Cai Dadao has practiced swordsmanship for more than ten years and is really a good hand.
A veteran of the Japanese army, in front of him, the outcome is the same."
After comforting Hu Dazhuang, who looked ashamed, Liu Lang looked at Cai Dadao.
"Hello, sir!" Cai Dadao hurriedly dropped the wooden stick in his hand, trotted over and gave Liu Lang a proper military salute.
"Cai Dadao, you are very good." Liu Lang also returned the military salute, with a somewhat obscure expression on his face.
"Sir, I..." Cai Dadao, who was already a little uneasy, became even more uneasy and wanted to explain his original intention to Liu Lang.
"Haha, don't be nervous. I mean your swordsmanship is really good. It's not like the swordsmanship of a traditional sect, but it's more like being honed in actual combat." Liu Lang said.
"Sir, you are really powerful. My grandfather was captured by a bearded man in the north before. He practiced a few moves with an old martial artist. There are many ferocious beasts in the mountains. My grandfather passed it on to me, and the old man taught me." Cai Dadao's
His eyes widened, and he explained to Liu Lang in surprise.
Although the words were not very clear, they actually told Liu Lang that the sword skills passed down by his family were indeed learned in the bandits' den as Liu Lang said. Well, bandits, wasn't that a real battle that day?
Well, this family not only inherited the sword skills, but also the inheritance of entering the bandits' den. Liu Lang secretly laughed in his heart and didn't point it out. After a few decades, the bandits would naturally be beaten by everyone, but in this warlord's war, everyone is in chaos.
In these years, banditry was really not a new term to the common people. The ordinary people who were unable to survive due to various exorbitant taxes and miscellaneous taxes had no choice but to rob.
If the National Government is ambitious enough to defend against enemies externally and provide for people's livelihood internally, it is unlikely that anything will happen to the Republic. It is a pity that the National Government, which represents the comprador class, including the bald principal himself, may still have to do this even if he can predict the future.
Do, because the group of people they represent will always only account for a handful of the 400 million Chinese people, and no one can change this.
The north that Cai Dadao was talking about was not the Northeast, but the provinces of Shaanxi, Gansu, and Qinghai in the northwest of Sichuan, where the climate and environmental conditions are even worse. People say that there are many unruly people in the poor mountains and rivers, but it is actually not nonsense. Since the early years of the Republic of China, bandits have been everywhere.
The northwest provinces showed a trend of spreading. During the period of the Nanjing government of the Republic of China, there were 100,000 bandits in Shaanxi Province alone, and tens of thousands of bandits were recorded in Qinghai, Gansu.
Otherwise, a powerful force like the Gou family would not have more than 500 armed guards to guard the hospital. This kind of private army was actually a state of tacit approval during the Republic of China. This was because the banditry was too huge and the central government was unable to eradicate it.
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The folk customs in the northwest are fierce, and their sword skills are mostly direct and rough. They are not as fancy as most Chinese martial arts, but they are very suitable for battlefield fighting. For example, the famous broadsword team of the Northwest Army practices the Eight Breaking Swordsmanship.
It was specially written by Cangzhou martial arts master Ma Fengtu for the Northwest Army. The sword style is simple and neat, and the sword goes straight to the vital point. In several duels with the Japanese army, it was repeatedly defeated.
In the historical time and space of the past, during the Great Wall Anti-Japanese War at Xifengkou, the 600-man Broadsword Brigade under the command of General Zhao Dengyu of the 29th Army of the Northwest Army attacked the Japanese camp at night, severely damaging more than a thousand Japanese troops, and finally annihilated 5,000 enemies.
The performance of the Broadsword March and the Broadsword Team have since become famous throughout the country.
However, Liu Lang did not intend for the Independent Regiment to learn from the Northwest Army. The whole army carried swords and fought against the Japanese army. The reason is very simple. First, the origin of the soldiers of the Independent Regiment is different from that of the Northwest Army. Most of the Northwest Army is composed of men from the Northwest.
The body is taller than the Sichuan people; secondly, the Northwest Army has to practice hard for several years to achieve this skill. The independent regiment will go north in half a year, and it is too late; thirdly, the most important thing is that a big sword is not enough.
It also weighs three to four kilograms. With this weight, the soldiers might as well carry 200 rounds of ammunition and two grenades. The damage to the Japanese army would be far greater than the cold weapon sword.
"Your sword skills are good, but your idea is wrong." Liu Lang shook his head and said directly.
"But Squad Leader Hu is not my opponent." Although he was very worried about disobeying his superior, Cai Dadao was undoubtedly a serious person.
In fact, this is also the case. If he had a big knife in his hand, it would be easy to kill several enemies.
"Okay, practice is the only criterion for testing truth. Let's do a test to see which one is more powerful, your sword or your bayonet." Liu Lang did not show a cold face, but laughed.
It's not scary to raise questions during training, but it's scary on the battlefield.