C10 Solo or group combat

Ye Dong looked at the soldiers behind him who were mimicking his movements, and asked, "Are you teaching individual combat or group combat?"

The instructor blanked out for a moment before replying, "Uh, General, what do you mean by fighting alone? What do you mean by fighting in groups?"

He was so excited that he forgot to ask for it! Ye Dong coughed and said, "This individual combat is a one-on-one battle. The group fight is between one team fighting against another team." What kind of martial arts did you teach them? "

The instructor immediately replied, "Naturally, it's the group battle!"

Ye Dong asked, "Then what weapon are you going to use?"

The instructor said, "Can you use any of the eighteen types of weapons?"

Three black lines appeared on Ye Dong's head. He said, "I meant what weapon are you good at!"

The instructor said, "Knife!"

Ye Dong nodded. He walked to the weapon rack and took out a steel knife and a long spear. He then handed the knife to the instructor and said, "Come, you use the knife. I use the spear, we have already exchanged two moves. Don't say that I only know how to take advantage of you with a spear, I only know how to use a spear."

The instructor took the knife from Ye Dong and said with a cupped fist: "I understand, the weapon is long, so I will not talk about this on the battlefield."

Ye Dong nodded, "Well, that's true. Attack me and I will defend. Come!"

The instructor cupped his fists at Ye Dong and said, "I am sorry to offend you." The steel knife in his hand danced and cut at Ye Dong's waist. Ye Dong didn't even move, and the knife was already cutting at his feet. Ye Dong held the spear in front of him. Before the instructor's sword could touch Ye Dong's spear, he jumped to the left side of Ye Dong and tried to cut his back.

Ye Dong cut the instructor's sword open and smiled, "You don't have to give up so much. Just come at me. I am not going to be killed by a single slash of yours!"

The head instructor sheathed his blade and bowed, "General, be careful." He waved his sword again and started to circle around Ye Dong. After half an incense stick of time, Ye Dong had already circled around, but his hands did not move at all.

Ye Dong couldn't wait any longer. He raised his eyebrows and the instructor instantly attacked. A steel sword came out from the top and stabbed at Ye Dong's chest.

Ye Dong smiled. He moved his spear along his arm and pointed it at the instructor's throat. It was only a finger's distance away. The instructor's sword was about half a foot away from Ye Dong.

The instructor used his eyes to scan the sharp tip of the spear that was pressed against his throat. His adam's apple rolled for a moment before the steel blade in his hand was unconsciously thrown to the ground.

Ye Dong kept his spear and the steel blade on the floor. He walked over to the weapon rack and put it back. He then took out a long spear and came to the instructor. "Do you want to try again with this spear?"

The instructor was stunned. He looked at Ye Dong and shook his head. He had been practicing martial arts for so many years, yet he could not even block a single attack from Ye Dong. He was only a sixteen-year-old teenager.

Ye Dong knew what he was thinking and smiled. He patted the man on the shoulder and said, "Don't be upset, my friend. Ye Dong has been practicing internal energy since he was young and has learned martial arts from the ancestors. This is different." What he meant by saying this was not that his martial arts were poor, but that he was too overpowered!

With that, Ye Dong turned around and said to the surrounding soldiers who were watching: "Earlier, when I sparred with you instructors, I wanted to tell you that the complicated moves are useless in the battlefield and can only become a burden. In the battlefield, killing the enemy requires speed, accuracy and ruthlessness. You guys should know light body martial arts, right? There are some benefits, such as high jump, fast run, and yes, it's also very cool and unrestrained. " The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter when they heard his humorous words. Ye Dong continued, "But what's the point of jumping so high and running so fast to be able to run so easily to the battlefield?" "Are you jumping so high that you can jump past arrows? No matter how fast you run, can you run past horses? No matter how cool you are, you don't even have your life!" The surrounding soldiers burst into laughter again. Ye Dong concluded, "Therefore, the martial arts practice of a normal martial artist would be enough to deal with a hundred and eighty people, but on the battlefield, one would be trampled to death by a random horse, so —" Ye Dong paused and continued: "So, from today onwards, I will personally teach you twenty thousand martial arts skills per day, and the other eighty thousand will be trained as per normal." "Feng Bo!" Ye Dong shouted Feng Bo who was behind him.

"This lowly general is here!" Feng Bo came up to Ye Dong, half-knelt on the ground and bowed his head while cupping his fists.

Ye Dong did not stand on ceremony and said: "Go ahead and order this matter to the teachers. I will only teach for two months and then the instructor will take over. After five months, I will organize a practical training. The winner will win, and the loser will be rewarded. Alright, you can go down and instruct them! "

Feng Bo gave the order and got up to pass it on to Ye Dong. Ye Dong turned around and said to the remaining eight generals who were at least level 4, "Alright, you guys go back to work. Leave this place to me."

The eight generals clasped their fists and took their leave.

Seeing that they had left, Ye Dong said to the instructor: "How many people are there that you can teach all by yourself?"

The instructor had been defeated by Ye Dong in one move, so Ye Dong gave him a way out of respect. Hearing Ye Dong's question, the instructor quickly replied, "There are seven instructors in this battalion, a head instructor and a vice head instructor are responsible for supervising the training of the hundred thousand soldiers. The other five instructors teach twenty thousand martial arts."

Ye Dong said, "Oh." He pointed to the soldiers around him and said, "So these soldiers are exactly twenty thousand, right?"

The instructor bowed and said, "Yes!"

"Alright!" Ye Dong laughed and shouted, "The twenty thousand people around me have gathered within ten breaths. Begin!"

The twenty thousand soldiers shouted in unison, "As you command!"

Ye Dong lowered his head and waved his middle finger. He raised his head and said, "From now on, we, the loyal soldiers, do not have any more orders. Only 'General', 'General', 'Understand, General', must report anything that happens in the team. You can leave after I give you my permission, understand?"

The twenty thousand soldiers shouted in unison, "Understood, General!"

Ye Dong nodded and said, "Good. Listen to my order now. Everyone take a step away from each other and stand in a line!"

The twenty thousand people slowly moved. It took quite a bit of effort for them to stand properly.

Ye Dong shouted at the twenty thousand men," Watch out, when I have you two standing one step to the left and one to the right, the man in the upper right corner will run quickly to the right, the man in the lower left corner will not move, the man in the upper left corner will retreat, the man in the lower right will run to the right, the man in the bottom left corner will not move, the top left corner will move forward, the bottom right corner will move left, and the top right will move to the bottom right. Do you understand?!

"Understood, General!" The twenty thousand men roared in unison.

Ye Dong remained expressionless and shouted, "Now, stand at your original speed!"

With the sound of footsteps, 20,000 people soon lined up. Then Ye Dong shouted, "Now, move quickly, one step to the left and right!"

Another series of thumps could be heard as the twenty thousand people stood even faster.

Ye Dong saw that the twenty thousand soldiers were standing properly, so he ran to a high platform and shouted, "Very good, then I will teach you the first move, stand at attention and take a breather. Look at my actions, those things that you can't see, what to do in the front, and what to do in the back! "

Ye Dong then did a righteous action and shouted to the twenty thousand soldiers, "Do you understand now?"

"Understood, General!" The twenty thousand soldiers roared yet again.

"Alright!" Ye Dong shouted, "Stand at attention!" The twenty thousand soldiers did the same. Ye Dong ran down from the stage and circled around the twenty thousand soldiers to check their positions.

He also knew that this was ancient times, and that these troops didn't need to be as meticulous as the People's Liberation Army. As a whole, it was about time, so he stood in the middle of the soldiers and shouted, "Take a break!"

Shua shua shua shua sounds instantly entered Ye Dong's ears. F * ck, why does it sound like a hasty march when twenty thousand people were resting together?! Ye Dong shouted in annoyance, "Listen, what is this sound? "Be neat, tidy, and repeat again!"

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn had passed, Ye Dong called for him to take a breather. He stood at attention and heard the sound of all of them together. It was extremely beautiful.

When it was time for lunch, Ye Dong stood at attention. He sat down and started to walk. He had taught them all. The twenty thousand soldiers were doing it well, which made Ye Dong feel happy.

After lunch, Ye Dong took the twenty thousand soldiers to the school field. He made them do what they taught him in the morning and then taught them to walk. Those who were walking in all sorts of strange ways, those who walked fast, those who walked slow, those who walked in unison; those who ran were just as bad as those who were chased away by the wolves. Ye Dong had been teaching for the whole afternoon, but he didn't feel any sense of accomplishment. He just felt like he had failed. In just two hours, the twenty thousand soldiers were given a break. Ye Dong was talking and laughing with the twenty thousand soldiers, which made him feel good.

Seeing that the sun was about to set, Ye Dong told the twenty thousand soldiers to stand still and said, "In short, I am not very satisfied with your training today. But I think I can see it. Ye Dong pointed at a messy line of people on a school field.

To be honest, although he did not train very well this afternoon, it was still better than what he looked like in the morning. All the soldiers had their heads held high and their chests puffed up, although the team was a bit dirty, but this was the first time he had received such modern training, it was over a thousand years ahead of time!

The twenty thousand soldiers looked at the lazy troop and turned around to shout in unison, "Yes, General!"

Ye Dong laughed, and said: "That's enough, we will end here today. Tomorrow morning, I will teach them, and I will see how they compare to you, so if you guys are afraid of being overtaken by them, go back and practice well. Next time, when I teach you guys again, I will see the results of your training, understand?"

"Understood, General!" The shout made Ye Dong grin. He shouted "Dismissed!" and ran like a wisp of smoke to beg. The twenty thousand soldiers on the martial field looked at him and laughed.

Ye Dong led the snow-white cloud horse given to him by the little king and left the camp. He rode on the horse and flew towards Luoyang City. When he arrived, it was already dark in his general's mansion. At the gate, the little girl, Xi Er, eagerly looked forward to General Ye Dong's return. When she saw the person carried by the white cloud, she ran over to welcome him.