"What is a dew-sucking couple?" Tao Kuo asked in a low voice.

"Just like the dew on the tip of the grass, it only exists at night, and is dried by the sun when it is dawn, and nothing seems to have happened!" Li Xu thought for a while, and used an appropriate example in words that Tao Kuo could understand to strip the silk.

"The couple of dew, this word is so beautiful. You Han people are smart and can create such interesting words!" Tao Kuotui didn't feel the derogatory meaning in the vocabulary. He twisted his body in Li Xu's arms, and was fascinated by the word dew.

That night, Li Xu shared with Xu Dayan that he had learned martial arts with the bronze smith. The bronze smith did not ask him to keep the secret, so he was happy to invite his good friends to learn the art with him. Xu Dayan smiled and refused. It was not until Li Xu repeatedly invited him that he explained in a low voice: "I have been practicing this technique of man and enemy for ten years. I am more than enough to protect myself on the battlefield. If you want to have a big entry, you may not be able to get it by asking your master for guidance. And the strategy of the enemy for thousands of people, besides the present, where can we find such a good opportunity?!" (Note 1)

Indeed, apart from the outside of the barrier, how could a general in the Central Plains be willing to hand over the troops to strangers at the beginning of meeting? Li Xu suddenly realized that the opportunity God gave to him and Xu Dayan was really rare, so he no longer forced him to learn martial arts. Seeing that Li Xu was so generous, he did not hide his own personalities, and pulled Li Xu to tell the truth that he had learned recently through the comparison of actual military training with ancient military tactics. Li Xu was dizzy and his head was as big as a fight, but because of the painstaking feelings of his good friend, he memorized these experiences one by one and left to be detailed in the future.

The next day, Li Xu only got up until Chen Zhong. When he rode his horse to the door of Tongshui's workshop, Tongshui had just climbed out of the felt bag. The master and apprentice looked at each other and laughed, drank a little wine that warmed the body, and found two scimitars to continue practicing. As usual, starting with a big chop, one move and one strike. As usual, Li Xu lay on the ground in less than one move, and then got up and waved the knife to fight.

Tongshui is easy-going, but he has very strict requirements for martial arts practice. His physical coordination, his move angle and pace coordination all require Li Xu to be meticulous. High, low, medium, flat, and every possible action angle must be done dozens of times before he will give up. After practicing for a whole morning, he barely practiced the dozens of common changes that were used to chop one by one. Seeing the voices around him gradually rising, Tongshui kicked Li Xu out of the house with another kick.

Li Xu got up from the snow and returned to his felt bag happily. After taking Gan Luo to deal with his daily daily patrol, he continued to look for archery and dance in the open space where no one was. Tao Kuo took off his ribbon and Gan Luo and came to see him several times a day. Seeing that Li Xu's face was not as gloomy as before, the girl also felt sweet in her heart, and she was happier than wearing some unique and beautiful clothes.

In the following days, going to Tongshui's house to practice martial arts became Li Xu's first priority every morning. Tao Kuo took off silk and followed him a few times. He couldn't stand the kicks and beats of Tongshui, and he no longer was willing to practice after one move. However, the copper smith couldn't stand her standing next to him to distract Li Xu. He taught her another set of sword dances with beautiful postures but no practical value to let her go home to figure it out. Tao Kuo had something to do and stopped getting up early. Every now and then he took a long sword inlaid with gems and showed off in the snow. The snow was flying all over the sky, like a frost sword, and her long hair like a waterfall, which made the bystanders thrilling.

After more than two months, the scimitar in Li Xu's hand gradually became windy. He practiced all eight basic moves and various changes, and the worst was the time. Although he could not escape the fate of being slapped with the sword face, he could still deal with one or two encounters. The copper smith was experienced and knew that it would take some time for Li Xu to make a bigger move, so he didn't force him too much. After practicing the basic moves and changes skillfully, Li Xu moved from step to right away.

Using a knife immediately is another situation. When practicing step down, you pay attention to the coordination of the whole body, and the pace is coordinated with moves, thighs, waist and arms at the same time. But killing the enemy immediately, you entrust your body's initiative to the war horse. The speed and flexibility of the war horse are the most important, and the human movements should turn around and cooperate with the mount. There are few opportunities to use the previous magnificent movements such as sweeping and straight stabbing. Several moves that rely on speed to kill the enemy by speed have become the mainstream. After retrieving the moves, the scimitar in the bronze smith's hand was wrapped in felt and stained with cold water, so as not to pinch and hold Li Xu's life.

Li Xu rushed forward with a scimitar, and the scimitar slashed into the air. The two horses kicked the water-stained, and the bronze smith took a stain on his back with a felt dipped in water. He suddenly remembered that this move was used by Xu Dayan when he sniped the scout that day. He realized something, and turned his head and rushed back to try to surprise the bronze smith. As soon as the two horses approached, the scimitar in the bronze smith swung a cold wind and hit his chest with a "pop".

"Ah!" Li Xu was so cold that he was froze by the ice water seeping out of the felt that he ran out of the scream. When he turned his horse's head awkwardly, the copper smith waved the scimitar wrapped in the felt and rushed to the front. While slashing at Li Xu with a knife, he scolded: "The move is dead, is it not clear that people live? When rushing, they cannot be distracted, and they will decide life and death in the blink of an eye. As long as they can hit the opponent, why bother him to pull or pull back!"

Li Xu was beaten to flee, and ran far away before he dared to return the horse to fight again. One morning, I don’t know how many knives he was hit, and even the war horse under his crotch was embarrassed to be cut. Every time he saw the bronze smith raise his hand, he would run to both sides. Seeing that this kind of refining may not be effective, the bronze smith came up with an idea for Li Xu. He ordered him to find an empty place to build two rows of wooden stakes with war horses, tied a straw bag with sand and soil to each wooden stake, and let him practice attack accuracy and horse control ability by himself. Li Xu went there in a disaster. He practiced alone for two days, and on the third morning, he came to find the bronze smith to deal with the moves. As expected, the frequency of being beaten was greatly reduced.

The coppersmith fought against him again, familiarizing himself with the basic movement requirements of the horse. After practicing for more than ten days, he ordered Li Xu to pull up the wooden stakes and place them again, not to be arranged in two straight rows, but to be buried in various infantry formations interlaced.

Li Xu took the order and did it accordingly. He could slowly ride a horse through the wooden stakes, and could instantly cut open the straw bag without being rubbed by the wooden stakes. Seeing this, the copper slayer asked him to remove the wooden stakes and instead set up a dozen wooden frames of varying heights on the open space. Each stooped a straw bag full of soil. Li Xu ran past the straw bag and used a wooden knife to cut the straw bag, but he wanted to avoid being hit by the straw bag that was swollen back.

This was much more difficult than dealing with a fixed target. Li Xu had to deal with it for another month before he could barely get over this. In the more than three months of his martial arts practice, Xu Dayan bargained with the Soto Xi tribe on the redemption of prisoners, how to guide the coalition forces to train cavalry to attack, how to secretly set traps for the elders of other tribes to consolidate the control of the troops on Suchusil, and other major issues. Xu Dayan occasionally mentioned it to him, and with Li Xu's current scheming, he could not understand the mystery, let alone make any good and effective suggestions.

He was so focused on martial arts that he naturally made progress in swords, horses, riding and shooting, and naturally his progress in swords and horses was faster than ordinary people. At first, the word "stupid" was scolded, but later, the word "stupid" was already a reward. The master and apprentice immediately faced the knife, no longer wrapped the felt on one of the swords, and they could swing it around with the swords. The two men were covered with felt and soaked in cold water. Li Xu was beaten to escape and occasionally he could compete for the risk of being cut to the vital point to create a surprise for his master. Whenever this happened, the copper smith always scolded him for not knowing the importance of the attack, and the old bones were unable to work all day long.

Li Xu hugged his master with apologetic expression and went to swing a sledgehammer for his master. The copper smith, who took advantage of the situation, smiled and praised him for his amazing strength and strong physical strength. He suggested that he give himself a heavier scimitar to match his extraordinary arm strength.

"If it was a peaceful era, you could hold a gift for the emperor with your figure and appearance." The copper smith praised Li Xu, who was blowing the fire in the stove while polishing the mirror for the women.

The ritual knife is a special ceremonial guard for the emperor to go on tour, long and gorgeous. The knife holder requires tall and burly, so that he can hold the knife in the same position for several hours without moving. Li Xu didn't know whether his master praised his strong arm strength or scolded him for being stupid. He was thinking about the words and retorted, but he heard the bronze smith say, "It's a pity that your kid's beard has broken. He is only fifteen years old, and his black hair has bulged out from his cheeks. Eat less beef in the future, otherwise the beard will grow faster!"

This is one of the things that Li Xu has the most troubles. Scholars pay attention to "Lian Lianpo has beards", and their beards must grow beautifully and sparsely. However, in the past few months, because he ate meat and drank wine every day, not only has his height increased significantly, but his hair on his face has gradually increased, and it is thick and hard, which is enough to compare with the hard hair on Gan Luo's body.

"Let's grow longer, you can't be a scholar anyway. You're going to be a scholastic man. You're going to be free and happy when you go around and put them in a beard!" The bronze smith saw the boy covering his face and comforting him with a smile. He already knew why Li Xu came out of the border and sympathized with the boy's experience, but he didn't feel that there was anything worth regretting that he had lost the qualification to take the imperial examination.

"Being an official is more troublesome than practicing martial arts and fighting. Do you practice martial arts? As long as you are willing to work hard, you will be able to advance. When fighting, you can tell at a glance that you can't get rid of it. Only when you become an official, it's not who has real skills, but who will please your boss. No matter how strong you are, you won't flatter your superiors, and you won't get a good result. If you flatter your superiors, you will be used to being a human being, and you will inevitably bend your back. When you have the chance to straighten your back, you can't straighten yourself." When the master and apprentice were drinking, the copper smith once instilled in Li Xu.

The young man who had just stepped into the world could not understand these incisive words. He listened hesitantly, but he remembered the majesty of Captain Bu that day.
Chapter completed!