Chapter 0047: Bayonets establish authority (Part 1)

The abbot of Longhua Temple, Master Juehan, came to Chongming County. Li Weiguo invited him, and the eighteen monks of the Southern Shaolin were accompanied by the eighteen monks.

The news reached the barracks, and the soldiers cheered in an instant.

It was not easy to invite Master Juehan to Chongming, especially when Li Weiguo proposed to ask Longhua Temple to recruit 4,000 lay disciples at once, Juehan's face twitched obviously.

What a huge expense this is. I have to spend money on Longhua Temple and go bankrupt!

Fortunately, Li Weiguo just made a joke and explained his true purpose to Master Juenan. Juenan only breathed a sigh of relief.

Li Weiguo just directly raised the conditions for the incense money of 100,000 taels of silver.

Although Master Juehan was a monk who was enlightened, he also had to eat grains and grains. The imperial court had silver and donated it to the Tibetan Lamaism. The Buddhist temples received very little "sponsorship", most of which were given to the northern Shaolin, and the southern Shaolin basically relied on raising funds to maintain operation. Therefore, Master Juehan needed this 100,000 taels of silver, which was enough to support the three-year expenditure of Longhua Temple.

However, Master Li Weiguo made such a naked condition and felt that Master Nan wanted to save face. If it was reported that he had acquired 4,000 lay disciples in Chongming County for 100,000 taels of silver as his disciples, how could he continue in this industry in the future? So of course he had to act as a decent person to reject Li Weiguo's request three times.

Li Weiguo didn't understand at first that he had never dealt with monks and did not know some of the rules. However, Zhang Xiaoliu, a servant of the Li family, used to follow Li Weiguo's parents to go to the temple to incense, and understood some so-called "incense money" rules, so he gave Li Weiguo an idea, asking him to donate 100,000 taels of silver as incense money to Longhua Temple on the grounds of "saving the dead".

Li Weiguo then did as he did, and indeed felt that Master Nan had an excuse and had a step forward and immediately agreed to the "deal".

The next thing was simple. Li Weiguo summoned everyone to gather in the military camp and asked Master Xiaonan to ordain the 4,000 officers and soldiers, to take them as lay disciples of Longhua Temple, and register them. Then he prepared a ritual in the county government to pray for those who died in the flood in Chongming County. This move won unanimous praise from the people of Chongming County.

In the following days, Master Juehan and the eighteen monks he brought to teach some basic introductory skills of Southern Shaolin to the 4,000 Li family soldiers.

The officers and soldiers of the Li family army were very happy to learn the kung fu in Nan Shaolin and studied hard.

However, after seeing this, Li Weiguo curled his lips. It was not that he looked down on Nan Shaolin Kung Fu, but because this kind of Nan Shaolin martial arts is only suitable for single combat and strengthening the body, and it is not easy to use when fighting against each other on the battlefield. After all, although the battlefield in this era is mainly firearms, looking at the many musket-like battles in history, most of the battles between the two sides were thirty or fifty meters apart. After several rounds of platoons, both sides of the enemy and us would fall into hand-to-hand combat until the winner was decided.

In this way, hand-to-hand combat in infantry becomes particularly important. In fact, this is also the main combat method before the emergence of continuous shooting weapons.

Although infantry hand-to-hand combat focuses on individual combat capabilities, it pays more attention to teamwork. Therefore, Li Weiguo will not let his army focus too much on basic Shaolin Kung Fu, but should learn teamwork and cooperate, and understand bayonet tactics.

Master Juehan cannot leave Longhua Temple for a long time, so he soon crossed the river and returned to Shanghai.

Afterwards, Li Weiguo revised the training guide and included several basic kung fu taught by Master Xiaonan into the training outline. However, the soldiers could only practice for one hour a day, and more time was spent on team combination tactics.

Bayonet fight is an art. The basic bayonet fight tactics originated from the European army and were carried forward from the Japanese army in World War II. At that time, the Japanese army's bayonet fight tactics were the highest level in the world. A Japanese soldier could easily defeat five national soldiers by bayonet fight. The one who really perfected bayonet fight tactics was the Eighth Route Army in the late period of the Liberation War. It summarized the experience of Europe, the United States and the Japanese army, and summarized an advanced bayonet fight tactics through science and practical combat. It was recognized internationally as the strongest bayonet fight tactics until the 21st century.

Li Weiguo personally served as an instructor and taught this set of the strongest bayonet technique to all the officers and soldiers of the Li family army.

Of course, since the arms ordered by Li Weiguo have not arrived yet, the soldiers can only use wooden guns instead for the time being, but the effect is also good. The soldiers work very hard when practicing because they remembered what Li Weiguo said, "If you sweat more during training, you will feel less bleeding on the battlefield."

No matter what it is, everyone will pay special attention to it once it involves your own lifestyle.

These soldiers knew that they would go to the battlefield one day in the future, so in order to save their lives, they practiced hard and studied very carefully.

On this day, Li Weiguo was inspecting the military camp. It was during the rest time, but a group of soldiers were surrounded on the western playground. Among them, a soldier with dark skin and strong looks like a cow. He was holding a wooden sword and fighting fiercely with five soldiers holding wooden muskets.

The five people also attacked the black-faced strong man with wooden muskets at the same time. The black-faced strong man waved the wooden knife and swung it forward from behind, then stabbed forward suddenly, knocking a soldier holding a wooden musket to the ground.

At this time, the other four people had already arrived with wooden muskets.

Just when people watching the fun thought that the black-faced strong man "would die without doubt", they saw that the black-faced strong man was not panicked, but instead took the initiative to attack. He suddenly drooped his blade and raised it with a knife, knocking the wooden musket of the man directly in front of him. At the same time, the blade edge drew forward, just in time, knocking him down.

At the same time, the black-faced strong man lay his blade flat, turned around and swept back, knocking away the other three wooden muskets that were stabbing at his body. By copying the words, he cut all three times in a row and then knocked all the remaining three people to the ground.

The soldiers watching the fun were immediately in an uproar and looked at the strong man with disbelief.

"I said that the bayonet tactics of foreign devils are useless at all. The big swords of our ancestors are powerful. One knife is one. Killing foreign devils is as easy as cutting watermelons."

"How is it? Are you convinced or not? If you don't agree, come back. If you don't, just ten will go together. See if I frown?"

The strong man with black face was very proud and arrogant, holding a wooden knife to show off his power, but hundreds of soldiers around him were stunned and didn't dare to try again.

"Bold, you dare to underestimate my young master's kung fu! I think you are looking for death!"

Zhang Xiaoliu, who was standing beside Li Weiguo, could not bear to see it anymore. Youdao was the master who was humiliated and died, but he dared to look down on Professor Li Weiguo's bayonet tactics. As a servant, Zhang Xiaoliu was furious and wanted to ask someone to arrest the black-faced strong man to be punished severely.

"Don't be rude! Get out!"

Li Weiguo hurriedly stopped and walked towards the black-faced strong man.

The crowd immediately separated, looked at Li Weiguo and the strong man with black faces, and couldn't help but worry about the latter. They were gloating in their hearts: "Let you be honest now, let's see how Lord Li dealt with you, and told you to bully us all the time, and you deserve to be unlucky today."

Seeing Li Weiguo coming, the black-faced strong man instantly turned into a deflated ball. He immediately scolded himself for not watching the almanac when he went out today, so why did he hit the gun?

"Sir! They are all villains, you just think that villains are farting!" The strong man with black face bowed repeatedly and begged, hoping that Li Weiguo would not pursue him.

He was said to be nakedly that his bayonet skills were not as good as his big sword, which was a slap in the face. Li Weiguo was also a proud and arrogant person. How could he let the other party go easily and not get the place back? Who would have practiced the bayonet skills he taught in the future? Isn’t the prestige he finally established in the hearts of the soldiers destroyed?

"Boy, what's your name? Who can I learn swordsmanship from? What's the position in the army now?" Li Weiguo asked with a calm face and a bad tone.

What? How dare you call me a boy?

You are only in your teenage years, I am almost thirty, you are the kid!

The strong man with black face muttered in his heart, but he didn't dare to talk back. No matter how young he is, he is, he is, he is, a villain, no matter how old he is.

"Sir, the villain is a villain, Wang Ergou, who has worked as a soldier before and has learned a few sword techniques in the military camp. He is currently not in a military position."
Chapter completed!