Li Haoran has never been involved in military training, but recently he has read some military books and has read a lot on TV. He has already registered his mind. But he still needs to know the ancient post-training model and gather the strengths of both sides to write his experience in military training.

As an assistant to Lu Wende of Xiangyang, Guo Jing was often responsible for the training of the Xiangyang army and knew the training mode of the Xiangyang army. Besides, he was familiar with Yue Fei's Wu Mu's suicide note, so he was not a soldier. [bsp;    Li Haoran asked for advice humbly, and Guo Jing did not hide it, and told him everything about how he trained the Xiangyang army.

Li Haoran nodded in agreement sometimes, frowned sometimes, listening very seriously.

"The past is hard to describe. I first came to Xiangyang. The training was really hard at that time! But the army has always believed that the strong are respected. I showed my strength, which convinced them. The soldiers in Xiangyang faced the war, and each had some ability, and most of them had to hold on. The results in the future were also quite outstanding. Once the Xiangyang army came into battle, the Mongols were a little afraid. Compared with other friendly forces, the soldiers in Xiangyang were indeed much stronger." Guo Jing seemed to recall the situation back then, and his memories of the past were revealed in his eyes.

Li Haoran also yearned for it leisurely. Guo Jing said it a bit rampant, but the Xiangyang soldiers were indeed qualified to be crazy. Otherwise, the barrier of the Southern Song Dynasty would have changed hands long ago.

Li Haoran’s knowledge of military training can only be said to be a paper talk, and he has never practiced it.

In this regard, Guo Jing is better than him. If he combines the martial arts of later generations, he will be given all the training, and he will assist him based on his experience in later generations and learn and absorb them from the side so that he can win in the future and even become a success.

There are no truly so-called geniuses or geniuses in the world. No one will be born to lead troops and fight. Only by realizing one's own shortcomings, not showing off one's strength, and studying hard and hard is the only way to become a talent.

The dusk was vast and everyone was full of wine and food. Li Haoran said goodbye to everyone, returned to the room alone, holding a brush in his hand, concentrating on the training methods of future generations. Just as he was about to start writing, he suddenly realized that he could not grind the ink. In the later generations, the ink was ready-made. In this era, Duan Susu's little girl grinded it for him.

Ink grinding also requires skills, but Li Haoran doesn’t know anything about it.

At this moment, Duan Susu, Cheng Ying and Lu Wushuang pushed the door and saw his distressed appearance, he couldn't help but be stunned. Duan Susu thought he had encountered some difficulties? He said softly: "Ran'er, is there something incomprehensible? You don't have to worry. The completion of a set of military books has been tempered and it's nothing to be able to figure it out for a while."

Li Haoran knew that she had misunderstood, glanced at her and smiled bitterly, "Who will help me polish the ink with you sisters?"

The children of rich families all have scholars and maids, and there are many people who can't grind ink. The three girls were not surprised, and Duan Susu, who knew the truth, just chuckled.

Cheng Ying had already come over and poured a little clear water into the inkstone. He ground it skillfully. In a moment, the water and ink blended into one, with the thickness and light, and the fragrance of ink lingered, making the room full of warmth.

Li Haoran looked at Cheng Ying, who was beautiful, gentle and charming, and smiled and said, "I finally got the samadhi of the samadhi of the red sleeves and opened my eyes at night."

When the three girls heard this, they couldn't help but become confused. A scene suddenly appeared in their minds, a table, a chair, a green lamp and a thick ancient scroll all over the room, reflecting the thin and lonely figure of the scholar. At this time, the door shaft creaked, and a red lantern flashed in, with a hazy light, and a light figure came, gently burning incense and grinding ink.

Li Haoran looked at them in a daze, puzzled and said with a smile: "You are all daze, what's wrong?"

Cheng Yingtao blushed and said affectionately: "'Hongsleeved and fragrant reading at night' is really a saying that reveals the fun of the study, and he is such a good literary talent."

"You look at the grass in green hair, your red sleeves add fragrance, your family members doubt immortals, and your articles are Chinese." Isn't this thesis said in this era? Li Haoran was stunned and read this sentence again in an instant, and said with a smile: "You three sisters are both civil and military, and they are also called Hongxiu, but I am a rough man, not a literati. Okay, let's go as you want! I will work first to avoid losing trust in others, and military affairs are the most careless."

After saying that, they didn't care where the three of them were staring at each other and wrote quickly, hoping to get the method of training troops earlier.

...

The next morning, Li Haoran handed over his overnight hard work to Guo Jing.

Guo Jing did not sleep all night, and in addition to the guerrilla tactics that Li Haoran told him, he looked forward to his systematic training methods. He hoped to get some new insights from him.

What Li Haoran wrote was that he created some training methods based on his experience in his funeral, and Guo Jing looked and asked.

Li Haoran did not hide his own personal information and told Guo Jing one by one.

Guo Jing was stunned when he heard this. Guo Jing, who was not very smart, was dizzy after a series of rare words. After a while, he said: "I understand this running and climbing with a heavy load. But what is this continuous standing jump training, and what is this push-up?"

Guo Jing first demonstrated the movements of "continuous standing jump" and "pushups", and then explained: "Guo Daxia, during this "continuous standing jump", the rectus femoris and thigh muscles are in a tight state. Regular practice can exercise the explosive power of the person's thighs, allowing soldiers to have the ability to kill the enemy in an instant on the battlefield. As for the "pushups", it is a strength training, which improves the strength of the upper limbs, chest, waist and back and abdominal muscles, and kills multiple shots, which is particularly effective for the strength practice of soldiers!"

Guo Jing's eyes lit up and he sincerely admired: "Brother Li, your training method is unprecedented, Guo admires it. Such repeated practice is indeed more sophisticated than ordinary exercise!"

The praise of Guo Jing, an expert, made Li Haoran feel energetic for a guy who talks on paper. He told him about the pull-ups, horizontal bars, sit-ups, jumping, rod climbing, leg pressing and other sports and effects one by one.

Guo Jing completely shocked Li Haoran and said hurriedly: "Brother Li, Guo has never heard of these training methods, so you can practice them. After all, this set of practice methods is your original creation."

Li Haoran did not agree. Although he was determined to come down and contributed to the fight, he did not want to be trapped in Xiangyang City. Because there were some things he had to do by himself. Except for the bullshit reason that he did not regard the supremacy of imperial power, few people in the world were willing to stroll around the palace.

Guo Jing dared not to force him. He knew that it was not easy for Li Haoran to do such a hard work. If he asked too much, it would be difficult for him. So he continued to look at it and asked whenever he encountered something he didn't understand.

Li Haoran naturally knew everything and said everything. So he told Guo Jing all his ideas about training troops, and Guo Jing also told Li Haoran about his vain case.

Based on each other's views, the two combined the mutually desirable areas and complemented each other's shortcomings, forming a new training model.

Guo Jing was a practical man. He built various training equipment on the wasteland in a remote and uncultivated wasteland in Xiangyang City, and rectified the matter on the spot, all of which were used as a military field.

At noon on the third day, Guo Jing brought five hundred soldiers.

Li Haoran stood in front of everyone and whispered: "You are all veterans, so I won't say much about politeness. You have experienced the battlefield and you should know that you sweat more during training and less bleeding on the battlefield! So, for your own lives, I hope you can face every exercise seriously."

"I understand!" The five hundred people shouted and drank at the same time, and naturally there was no hesitation about his orders. What's more, what Li Haoran said was a law of the battlefield, and they did not dare to joke about their lives. Moreover, Guo Jing had already told them about Li Haoran's recent record that more than a thousand war horses were placed there, and they could not believe it. Therefore, their admiration for Li Haoran had already reached a peak.

Besides, veterans are veterans, and they have enough self-consciousness and discipline.

Now facing Li Haoran's new training method, they did not reject any of them, but completed every exercise he assigned with a serious and serious attitude. After teaching them for several days in a row, Li Haoran felt that their self-discipline was good, so he simply gave it to Guo Jing and asked Guo Jing to come for guidance.

In the evening, the dusk was gathering and the stars were vague.

Li Haoran and Guo Jing returned to the Guo Mansion in the dark. They walked and talked, and the topic was naturally inseparable from military affairs.

Recently, with more than a thousand magical horses, the cavalry in Xiangyang finally looked decent. Guo Jing pulled out a thousand people from the army and the Beggars' Sect to train, which was quite powerful.

The Thousand People Team is currently handed over to Yang Guo to lead. Since Yang Guo participated in guerrilla warfare, he was able to command these Thousand People with ease and training every day. I don’t know if Yang Guo’s talent or inherited the bloodline of the Yang family. In just a few days, the Thousand Cavalry was convinced by him, pointing to the east and killing the West, making him full of the general’s addiction. It made the Wu brothers jealous, but there was no way. Who made them not have a backer like Li Haoran?

Guo Jing has been running around these days, but he is very tired, but with the help of Li Haoran, he can handle it. However, Guo Jing is so tired that he is extremely satisfied. He looked at the energetic patrol along the way and smiled: "Brother Li, in your opinion, can our Xiangyang army deal with the Mongolian cavalry?"

Li Haoran smiled and said, "Hero Guo is too greedy. How can a strong army be formed in a few days? Their appearance is indeed good, but they still have to take out the horse and donkey to find out that a strong army is not self-proclaimed."

Guo Jing smiled embarrassedly and said, "I'm too anxious."

Li Haoran said, "It is very good for Guo Daxia to have such an idea. People must have ambitions and a comparative spirit. Only in this way can they discover their shortcomings. Once people have ambitions, they will not be satisfied with the status quo and change. It was because the Song Dynasty did not have the bloodiness of young people, and they acted like an old man with no vitality at all. It would be strange if such a country was not slaughtered."

Guo Jing sighed: "As Brother Li said, the Mongolians are natural soldiers. They grew up on horseback, and their toys are bows and arrows. They can be considered soldiers when they are adults. Because they grow up in severe cold and difficult environments, they have extremely tough and hard-working character, and they almost never pay attention to material conditions. Climbing ice and lying on snow is considered common. Trekking from a distance is a habit since childhood. They do not pay attention to food, which makes the Mongolian army's descendants.

The burden of diligence is very light. The Mongolian army has the will and ability to fight continuously that the Song Dynasty had never had before, which was something that the Song Dynasty army could never stand against. If Mongolia had not always massacred the city, there would probably be few troops in the Song Dynasty willing to fight to the end. In fact, what I am most worried about is not the cruelty of the Mongolians, but the one I fear most is the appearance of a very powerful khan in Mongolia. If that khan treats the people well and can properly abide by the people occupied by the occupied cities, then the Song Dynasty will be really over."

Li Haoran knew very well that if he followed the normal historical process, Kublai Khan was the one who said that Guo Jing had called him. It was in his hands that Mongolia unified the whole country and established a vast multi-ethnic country.

During his reign, he established a provincial system and strengthened centralization. The provincial system was still used by people in the 21st century. This man was a talented man, and he was actually a rare emperor of the ages. Later generations had a very high evaluation of him, but he did not feel unfair because he was an ethnic minority.
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