The content of the afternoon was indeed a professor's weapon.

The first thing I teach is the dagger.

Meng Shuai has always brought daggers to defend himself and has some experience with daggers, but he has never learned it systematically, so this time he started from scratch.

The instructor's surname is Zhou, and he is new to this year. He is completely different from the instructor who was released in the middle of the morning. He explained it very seriously and demonstrated it personally.

Although I only taught some basic movements on the first day, the main points have been mentioned in advance, which has benefited Meng Shuai a lot.

Then there is contact.

Dagger kills, and practicing stings and stings are of little significance, of course it is a battle.

Everyone was in groups of two, no one was willing to join Chen Qian, and of course they were not willing to join Meng Shuai. Meng Shuai had to join Chen Qian.

Of course, this sin will be greatly affected.

If there is a melee between life and death, Meng Shuai still has a way to fight. But how could he, Xiaobai, who was in the first day, compare with Chen Qian? Although he only used a wooden dagger, after an afternoon, Meng Shuai felt that he had been inserted into seventy or eighty holes.

Fortunately, his Turtle Breathing and Turtle Dharma nature has strong recovery ability, and he can still stand still after a day.

He has always been trying hard to support him, but he is unwilling to show weakness in front of Chen Qian.

But after the training in the afternoon, Meng Shuai almost lay on the ground. He only maintained his barely image and used all his strength.

Chen Qian put away his dagger and said, "I have always advocated that I should use real swords and guns during practice. I have to use wooden knives or corks, and I don't even flow blood. So what kind of soldiers are there to practice?"

Meng Shuai held it in for a long time before saying, "Should you wait for me."

However, he also knew that Chen Qian was merciless, otherwise, although the wooden knife was dull, with Chen Qian's strength, it would be unusual to poke a few blood holes on Meng Shuai's body.

Meng Shuai sometimes feels that Chen Qian is really a person who is not a sensible person.

In the evening, Yulin Mansion no longer conducts combat training, but instead allows the children to study.

Meng Shuai also got a book, but it was the art of war, which was probably equivalent to the "Sun Tzu's Art of War" in this world.

The explanation is also accurate. Meng Shuai cannot tell which of the military strategy of the two worlds is higher or lower. After all, he is not a person in this industry.

Fortunately, he was in an era of information explosion and did not reject military information. He had some basic knowledge and was not a rude thing. It was enough to let him follow the instructor's pace and not be confused.

On the contrary, most of the people in this squad are not as good as him. After all, learning martial arts has nothing directly to do with military tactics.

The instructor who teaches is a civil servant. After one page of explanation, they will let them learn by themselves. They sit in the corner to read a book. If anyone has any questions, they can go up to ask questions and then give a separate answer.

Although Meng Shuai was also a layman in military tactics, his memory and understanding were not vague. After reading it several times, he at least understood the things in the text. The meaning and thinking of things that were not a matter of a day or a night would not force speed.

When he memorized the book, he looked up and found that everyone in the room was gone.

The classroom was empty, only one sitting next to his desk was Chen Qian.

Meng Shuai coughed and said, "Why are there no one?"

Chen Qian looked up and said, "You finished reading? OK, you are quite interested."

Meng Shuai said: "I can't talk about interest. Isn't this homework? What should I do if I fail the exam? Alas, why are there no one?"

Chen Qian said: "It's not considered serious homework.

Have you seen that everyone has been exposed? If you don’t take the exam, the instructor will not teach it seriously.

Haven't you read books by himself in the corner of the house? This kind of teaching is only for a small group of interested people. If you are interested, you can study it deeply, and the instructor who is not interested ignores you."

Meng Shuai shook his head and said, "How could this happen? Aren't the Yulin Mansion trained officers who are generals? If you don't read any military books, what should you do when you go to the battlefield in the future?"

Chen Qian said: "It's not that they don't even read it, they just don't bother to study for years.

Moreover, most people think that military books are not as useful as actual experience in leading troops.

They would rather get in the military camp than sit down and spend the whole night with the ink characters.

It has been a year since we washed away the sand, and there are only a few people who can stay.”

Meng Shuai counted and said, "There are only three left, and the sieve eyes are too thick." These three people also included him and Chen Qian. In fact, except for them, there was only one young man with a relatively thin body reading a book.

Chen Qian looked up, glanced at him with a sharp look, and said, "Three people? Where are your eyes growing?"

Meng Shuai was stunned and said, "Aren't there three people? One over there, I, and you."

Chen Qian leaned back and said, "You shamelessly count yourself who has not made a choice yet. That's fine, who allows you to count me?"

Meng Shuai glanced in front of him and found that he was holding a knife book. He couldn't help but sneer: "I am so arrogant to you? Do you also think that as long as you have experience and no theoretical foundation, you can become an excellent general?"

Chen Qian said: "No, to become an excellent general, of course you have to study - but that's all I can do? I don't study military books and I have no plans to become a general at all.

These things are a waste of time and say, throwing away the military tactics that are on the side at will.

Meng Shuai said: "So you plan to specialize in martial arts?"

Chen Qian said: "Of course, military tactics and military are vulnerable in the face of martial arts."

Meng Shuai originally planned to specialize in martial arts, but when he heard his disdainful tone, he couldn't help but say, "You don't think of military arts like this? You must know that martial arts are only one enemy, and military arts are only one enemy.

No matter how powerful your martial arts are, can you resist thousands of troops?"

Chen Qian said: "How can a thousand horses be worth it? I can kill them with one knife."

Meng Shuai was funny, and said.

"Do you think you are performing? You can block a million soldiers with one sword?" Then I thought of Shui Sigui, and realized that with his magical skills, he should be able to be a million soldiers, right? I changed my words and said, "Even if there are people in the world who can be a million soldiers, that's not you," he said.

Chen Qian raised his eyelids and said, "You have a problem with yourself, right? You said that thousands of troops will kill me. Those who can command thousands of troops are of course the top military figures. Of course, I have to talk about it at the top of martial arts.

Otherwise, if you say that now I will compare people who are in military terms and level similar to me, they will only command a few hundred people, but I will be able to break it with one knife?"

Meng Shuai was choked and couldn't speak. Unexpectedly, he was defeated by the ancients with logic. After a while, he said, "Even a lieutenant can command a lot of people. Hundreds of people rushed forward. Are you sure you can win?"

Chen Qian said: "When you rush forward, I will let them rush forward. Just cut off a few heads with one knife and kill dozens of people in a row. The blood will flow into a river. A team of less than a thousand people will inevitably be defeated."

Meng Shuai said: "What you are talking about is a mob, right? What I am talking about is an army that is prohibited from being enforced.

Chen Qian said: "What I am talking about is the army.

What orders are imposed? Like arm and fingers, do you listen to the nonsense in the military books? Let me tell you that when two armies are fighting and have a way to retreat, the Iron Army is the one who can reduce 10% of its troops without being defeated.

If you reduce 20% of your staff without defeat, you will be the Divine Army.

I have never heard of the fact that the number of employees is reduced without being reduced or defeated.

A team of just a thousand people can't stand the power of my sword."

Meng Shuai felt that he was too arbitrary, but he had never seen a real army after all, and could not make a reasonable and well-founded rebuttal, so he could only say: "You are just talking about war on paper."

Chen Qian said: "I'm just talking about war on paper.

These military books are also about military talk on paper. When reading those military books, when talking about leading troops, they are nothing more than orders and bans, and clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments, and share the joys and sorrows. All kinds of means should be trained in the army as if they were armed and fingered.

But no matter how much you use your fingers, it cannot change the nature of the army that is just a group of ordinary cowards, fear of death, and weak will for life."

He supported the table with his hands.

He sneered: "Of course, the methods of generals and soldiers are of the best.

Some generals of course use means of inspiration, deception, or even threats.

The army was built like a passionate and fearless, but it was when dealing with another group of cowards who were afraid of death.

Once they encounter absolute force crushing, these people's instincts of greed for life and fear of death that cannot be eliminated will burst out and flee in all directions.

There is no general in this world who will never be abandoned by soldiers.

There is no real iron-clad army either.

Wasting time on military affairs that will fail and be ruined at any time.

It’s better to be a good person who practices martial arts.”

His hands were placed on the knife.

He said, "I chose martial arts because my sword will never betray me."

Meng Shuai heard his long article.

I couldn't think of a word to refute.

After a while.

He said: "How many troops have you seen? You dare to speak wildly like this.

Have you heard of the Long March, climbing snow-capped mountains and passing grasslands, blocking in front and pursuing soldiers behind, going through hardships, dying and dying, and finally saving the fire, and living endlessly, causing the army to set off in the end? You dare to say that it does not exist if you have never seen anything. Then as long as I sit here and say that the masters in the world do not exist, I am already the best in the world? The energy of the second-class qi surges into the sky."

After he finished speaking, he thought that this was the era of cold weapons, and morale was indeed a huge constraint. He didn't know much about it, so he temporarily put aside this topic and said, "After that, you think that people's interactions are unreliable because you are not good at interacting with others, right? When you think of being a general, you actually have to communicate with tens of thousands of people and gain their trust, you are deeply afraid, so you escape, right?"

In fact, he didn't say anything. Have you been stimulated or betrayed before, so he thought that others were not trustworthy, and only a knife could be trustworthy? This sounds sad enough.

However...if this is true, this sentence is to expose human scars. Meng Shuai is not used to doing this, so he swallowed the intestinal words and didn't say it.

But this sentence still angered Chen Qian. He suddenly stood up and stared at Meng Shuai tightly. His eyes were sharper than he walked out of the heavy rain that day, with a hint of deep cold.

Meng Shuai looked at each other without hesitation. He didn't develop any sharp and cold eyes, and his aura might not be very strong. If someone watched.

Maybe he felt that he was not left with a scumbag by Chen Qianmi, but for him, he did not give in at all, nor did he avoid it at all.

After a while, Chen Qian said coldly: "Now I'll ask you, are you going to walk all the way on the military road?"
To be continued...