Jagged Changjin Lake: Kill the enemy and become stronger

"Fast, accurate and ruthless when using a sword. There are too many killer moves in your sword technique. Although the power has been increased, it also consumes a lot of physical strength. It is nothing to fight with a small group of enemies, but if the number of enemies is large, it will be very difficult It is easy to get exhausted halfway, and blindly focus on killing, neglecting defense, and it is easy to give the enemy an opportunity to put yourself in danger."

Qiao Lin took the knife in Zhang Dabiao's hand, and said after imitating a few of his moves.

Zhang Dabiao frowned and thought hard. It was undeniable that what Qiao Lin said was true, and he also encountered such problems.

But the tangled thing is that since it is a sword technique for killing the enemy, if you pay too much attention to defense, the power will be greatly reduced, and if you cannot kill the enemy, then this sword technique will lose its meaning.

"I think you can adjust the order of the following, and you can also moderate the strength appropriately. As long as you can kill the enemy, the goal will be achieved. It doesn't have to be cut into two."

Qiao Lin held the knife and demonstrated it to Zhang Dabiao in slow motion: "For example, in this move, if you slash straight down, the enemy will definitely raise their guns to block. According to your routine, you first retract the knife and then sweep. Why don't you try to reduce the impact?" How about the knife section, it’s very easy to sweep directly? Such a big knife is enough to cut off the enemy’s palm, and when the opponent suffers from pain and is unable to resist, and then slashes back diagonally, the enemy’s life can be directly killed.”

Zhang Dabiao's expression was shocked, as if he had suddenly figured out the problem that had troubled him for a long time, he quickly took the knife from Qiao Lin's hand, and played it as he said.

Originally, six moves were needed to kill the enemy, but under Qiao Lin's adjustment, only three moves were enough, saving effort and achieving better results.

"Excellent! Qiao Lin, I have seen an expert today."

Zhang Dabiao was as excited as a child, threw the knife away, picked up Qiao Lin, and started circling on the spot.

"They, what's the matter?"

Kong Jie was confused. He thought that the two of them were going to fight each other. Why did they become so close in a blink of an eye? Is it because he is getting old and doesn't understand the world of young people?

"This kid is more powerful than I thought. I thought he was going to convince Zhang Dabiao, but I didn't expect to convince him with a few words."

Li Yunlong nodded, unable to hide the shock on his face, Qiao Lin's performance even exceeded his expectations.

"Zhang Battalion Commander, let me play a trick on you."

Qiao Lin broke free from Zhang Dabiao's arms, picked up the knife on the ground, and started playing around on the spot.

Zhang Dabiao could vaguely see the shadow of his saber technique, but there was a big difference in it.

The 24 moves that Qiao Lin created himself were reduced to [-] moves. The number of moves has decreased, but the power has increased, and the speed is faster, achieving both offense and defense.

"Good swordsmanship!"

When Qiao Lin stopped, Zhang Dabiao couldn't help shouting.

He knows knives, he is a layman watching the excitement, and an expert is watching the doorway. Compared with the fifteen tricks Qiao Lin used, the set of saber techniques he is proud of is simply a child's play, and there is no comparison at all.

"Qiao Lin, I won't talk nonsense. I want to learn how to learn a knife from you. You can ask for any conditions, and I will agree to anything!"

There was a hot light in Zhang Dabiao's eyes. At this moment, he had no other thoughts in his mind, and he only wanted to learn sword skills from Qiao Lin.

The soldiers watching the battle were also stunned by the sudden change. No one expected that Zhang Dabiao, who had the toughest attitude, would undergo such a big change in such a short period of time.

There is only one reason, that is, Qiao Lin conquered Zhang Dabiao with his great strength and made him recognize this teacher.

"We come from all over the world, and we all have the same goal, which is to kill all the little devils and drive away the invaders. As long as you are willing to learn, I will teach you everything!"

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Qiao Lin quickly talked about the scene.

Then things went much smoother.

Among the assembled independent regiment fighters, no one had any doubts about Qiao Lin. Everyone was earnestly chopping in the wheat field and learning knife skills from Qiao Lin.

Use a knife if you have a knife, and a stick if you don't have a knife. Everyone has learned it very carefully.

Chapter 390 The Momentum of Hand-to-hand Fighting

"In fact, sword techniques are all connected, and you don't necessarily have to use a big sword to use it. If you fight the enemy hand-to-hand, the bayonet is not bad."

"The big sword pays attention to strength, the bayonet is about technique, when confronting the enemy, don't be too rigid, just use training moves, when the blade meets, it's life and death, stab the neck, stab the chest, you can kill it in one go, never need a second Down!"

Qiao Lin stood at the front of the line, breaking down the movements over and over again, demonstrating them to the soldiers, and at the same time explaining them non-stop.

He discovered a peculiarity in the way the soldiers used their bayonets.

The reason why the Eighth Route Army was able to beat the devils to cry in hand-to-hand combat was not due to technology, but the courage to die together.

Even if I get stabbed three times, I will stab you once. It's a desperate way to fight.

The advantage of this method is that it has a strong momentum and can restrain the enemy.

But the shortcomings are also obvious. The cost of casualties is too high. Basically, killing one thousand enemies will damage eight hundred.

From a technical point of view, soldiers used basic movements such as chopping, hanging, stabbing, and stabbing in hand-to-hand combat, and there was no problem encountering ordinary enemies.

But if you encounter an enemy like Zhang Dabiao who knows how to use swords, you will almost die.

"Little devils have all received bayonet training. They have a specific set of procedures. We can use this as an entry point to find their loopholes, such as this..."

Qiao Lin wears multiple roles, sometimes as a devil soldier, demonstrating how they use a bayonet, and sometimes as an Eighth Route Army soldier, imitating the reaction of the enemy on the battlefield.

Sometimes he resumes his identity as a teacher, teaching everyone how to crack it.

Starting from the simplest hand-to-hand combat with bayonets, Qiao Lin gradually taught the soldiers how to use the weapons in their hands to cause maximum damage to the enemy.

As for the tricks listed in the kendo cheats, in Qiao Lin's opinion, they are a bit too advanced and not suitable for fighters to learn now. He can only choose some relatively simple routines, which can be used to save lives at critical moments and teach everyone.

After the fighters have laid a solid foundation, let them get in touch with deeper sword skills.

The afternoon passed without knowing it. Through this half-day practice, the soldiers have made great progress, and at the same time, they have had a deeper thinking about how to deal with the enemy in the future.

"Fighting depends on skills, but no matter how superb the skills are, they cannot be separated from the assistance of strength. While practicing these routines, you must also strengthen your physical strength training."

When the game was about to end, Qiao Lin also specially told the soldiers to focus on the key points.

"Hehehe, let's leave today. After returning to their respective stations, the commanders at all levels should urge the soldiers to step up their training."

Li Yunlong, who watched the whole afternoon, was very satisfied with Qiao Lin's teaching results. Seeing that it was getting dark, he ordered the team to disband.

"Qiao Lin, I didn't see that you were hiding something. How is your head feeling better?"

This afternoon, Sun Desheng also studied with gusto, and hurried over after class to care about Qiao Lin's condition.

"Uh, it's much better. I don't have a headache and I don't forget things."

Although every time he met Sun Desheng, he had to ask questions about his head, but Qiao Lin could feel his kindness, without any dissatisfaction, and patiently explained that he was fine.

"Well, to be honest, I regret letting you go. Now the entire independent regiment, only our cavalry company has the worst combat effectiveness. It's embarrassing to say it."

Sun Desheng sighed, and remembered the sad things again.

The cavalry company has been formed for several months, but has never been on the battlefield, which made him feel ashamed of the military uniform he was wearing.

"Company commander, don't worry, you have to eat every bite. In ground combat, the power of the cavalry is not comparable to that of the infantry. Just keep a low profile. One day, the cavalry company will shine."

Qiao Lin put his arm around Sun Desheng's shoulder to comfort him.

As a soldier, he can understand Sun Desheng's feelings.

Right now, the country is in trouble, and wars are raging everywhere. Joining the army at this time is to stand up and serve the country when the country is in crisis. But I put on the military uniform and got the weapons, but I don't even have the chance to go to the battlefield.

That kind of feeling is very aggrieved for a passionate soldier.

"You kid looks silly, but you can talk."

Sun Desheng looked at Qiao Lin and couldn't help laughing.

"Old Li, what do you think they were muttering about?"

Kong Jie pestered Li Yunlong, pointed at Qiao Lin and Sun Desheng and said in a low voice.

"Old Kong, I don't see why you look like a woman. Qiao Lin came out of the cavalry company. You have to ask the old company commander to catch up with him."

Li Yunlong curled his lips, disdainful of Kong Jie's gossip.

"The dog can't spit out ivory, so I asked, who asked?"

Kong Jie was not happy anymore. Before Li Yunlong scolded the independent group for raging a nest, he hadn't settled with him.

The good old man Xing Zhiguo hastily intervened in the middle, stomping his feet angrily.

"By the way, Company Commander Sun, I have figured out a set of saber techniques for cavalry. You go back and teach the soldiers to practice."

Qiao Lin suddenly remembered that when he was on the peninsula, he led dozens of dark blade warriors and fought head-on with two cavalry regiments from the First Cavalry Division of the Mi Army.

That battle allowed him to accumulate a lot of cavalry combat experience.

It just so happened that Sun Desheng cared about him so much, so it was a gift for him.

"Really? That's a good relationship!"

Sun Desheng was overjoyed when he heard it, and hurriedly urged Qiao Lin to teach him.

Jolin stepped down from his horse and made a horse-riding posture, holding a wooden stick in one hand and waving it instead of a saber.

Although Sun Desheng is straightforward, he is not slow to learn things at all.

Qiao Lin demonstrated it to him twice, and he memorized it, playing with a wooden stick in a decent way.

"Go back early, Company Commander Sun, if you have nothing to do, practice more, this thing can make up for it with hard work."

After helping to correct a few deficiencies, seeing that it was getting dark, Qiao Lin urged Sun Desheng to take the cavalry company back to the station, and there were still dozens of miles to go.

After bidding farewell to Sun Desheng, the soldiers of all units had almost dispersed. Qiao Lin planned to return to the regiment headquarters with Li Yunlong, but Zhang Dabiao intervened.

"Zhang Dabiao, you don't go back so fucking late, are you going to wait for a meal?"

Li Yunlong was unhappy, and said angrily.

Zhang Dabiao is like a follower, always walking around Qiao Lin, completely ignoring that he, the head of the regiment, is right next to him.

"Regimental Commander, I asked the first battalion to go back to the station first. I want to discuss the sword technique with Qiao Lin. If you are willing to take care of the food, I will be fine if I am hungry."

Zhang Dabiao didn't feel that there was anything wrong with Li Yunlong's attitude. When he spoke, his face was still directed at Qiao Lin.

"Discuss the fart!"

Li Yunlong kicked over as he spoke.

Zhang Dabiao, who had been kicked in the buttocks, staggered forward and ran two steps forward, turned around with a puzzled expression, not understanding why the head of the group still made a move.

"This is Lao Tzu's bodyguard, not your wife. As for watching so closely? Do you still follow after dark? Hurry up and get out, I want to discuss saber techniques. I'll talk about it when it's dawn. Hurry up and get out of here, so I won't be able to rest!"

Li Yunlong pointed in the direction of the first battalion, staring and cursing.

I have to say that the majesty of the old leader is still very effective.

Zhang Dabiao didn't dare to say anything more, he looked at Qiao Lin reluctantly, and walked away dejectedly.

"Old Li, if Zhang Dabiao said he wanted to have a drink with the head of the group, would you just keep him?"

Kong Jie joked aside.