It's just that the battlefield is so dangerous, and it is not easy to survive. It is really difficult to sharpen your head and compete for positions with secular officers. Especially in Liaodong, the consciousness of the Liaodong Army under the rule of Li Chengliang is extremely serious, and the people who are not from the mountain are almost not prominent.

Like Shen Zhaolin, who has a good civilian background, does not take the formal imperial examination and becomes a civil official. On the contrary, he has to take the martial arts test, and such a person is really rare.

In the Ming Dynasty, although martial arts is also a category of the imperial examination, it is quite discriminated against. Unless you have a job in the world, it is almost impossible to take this as a way out, and at the same time, many people will see you as an idiot.

To give an obvious example, Xiong Tingbi, the new Liaodong Economic Strategy who is about to take office, is himself from a martial arts background, and he also took the first place in the province. Because he was ridiculed and couldn't bear it, he gave up martial arts and went to the serious imperial examination, and now he has such a day of raising his eyebrows.

Born in Wuju, it seems that he can still hold down this group of Qiu Eight Masters, and it seems that there are two brushes.

However, whether there is real ability or not, it is not possible to see it accurately at this glance.

After Shen Zhaolin introduced all the subordinates standing in the second hall, Ye Fucai said: "This is the first time I have met you, and I don't know too much, but I have written down your names for the time being." As for me, the agency should have also received Quanxu's order, and I have a general understanding of me, I am from a hundred households in Ningyuanwei's world, and I was previously under the command of the chief military officer of Shanhaiguan and did not collect troops at night. Now it is a thousand household titles, and from today onwards, he will take over the garrison of Sanyang. I don't know how you used to be. I'm not a person who likes to dig through old accounts, and I don't have any interest in your past. Now that I'm taking office for the first time, it's time to start all over again. ”

Ye Fu's meaning is very clear.

He knows very well that the Ming army has accumulated shortcomings for a long time, and there are many bad rules and bad habits, and even the inside is rotten to the point that it is not presentable. Otherwise, how many Tartars are there? Even if he could beat ten of them one by one, then Da Ming would have killed him a long time ago if he beat him with a hundred. In fact, this is not the case, and the reason for this is that it is easier to attack the fortress from the inside after all. Iron also needs to be hard, and you are nothing, so don't blame others for bullying you.

The rest of the army is not the same, and there is no reason why Fort Sanyang is much stronger than other places. Ye Fu is sure that in the next in-depth understanding, he will definitely find many previous drawbacks and even serious mistakes. But he doesn't intend to blame anyone for his past mistakes, so he also gives the people below him a reassurance.

However, it is also a warning. He can not care what he did before, but what he will do in the future will be completely at his mercy. Past mistakes can be acquitted, but future mistakes must be severely punished.

In the second hall, there are still a lot of smart people, at least looking at the faces of Shen Zhaolin and the four generals, you can know that they have already understood the two meanings of Ye Fu, and they also have their own thoughts in their hearts.

Ye Fu had no time to care about anyone else's thoughts, and after a short introduction, he immediately issued his first order since his arrival.

He stood up, looked around the hall, and ordered, "Okay, everyone knows each other, and there will be an opportunity to learn more about it in the future." Mr. Shen Qian, give me an order, except for the officers and soldiers on duty at the city gates, all the rest of the officers and soldiers will immediately assemble at the school field, and I will inspect the school! ”

Shen Zhaolin was stunned for a moment, and then responded: "Yes, please rest for a while, and this will be arranged." ”

Ye Fu listened to his words, and his brows furrowed.

Take a break?

The Tartars arrived, and their attacks were as fast as lightning. Could it be that when assembled in wartime, there is also time for the chief officer to take a break?

However, he had just said that he was not guilty of everything that had gone before. Of course, this includes the problem of neglect of training. Therefore, as soon as Shen Zhaolin said this, he also heard it. Although he was dissatisfied, he didn't say much, but he didn't really mean to take a break. Ye Fu let Shen Zhaolin lead people to assemble the team, and he himself took Jin Yichuan's general flag, and the group went to the school to wait first.

I have to say that Shen Zhaolin's reminder was really prescient.

By the time everyone finally stood up in line, Ye Fu had been waiting for two quarters of an hour in the school yard with the general flag under his command.

The uniforms of the officers and soldiers below were uneven, some wore green and green official robes, some wore various types of armor, some wore mandarin duck battle jackets, wore military hats on their heads, and even wore the short brown cloth clothes of ordinary peasant households.

On the snow in the school field, about five or six hundred people stood like fallen crops, twisting and twisting.

Ye Fu's brows were finally completely frowned, and the dissatisfaction in his eyes no longer needed to be expressed in any words. He stepped forward with his hanging knife and shook his head at his men.

"That's how fast you're gathering?" He frowned tightly, and said, "The Battle of Salhu, I remember that Sanyang Fort belonged to the Eastern Route Army under the command of General Liu, and most of you should have been on the battlefield with the martyred former Sanyang garrison Xu Jiusi Xu. On the battlefield, you are also so slow? It's a miracle to survive! ”

With Ye Fu's words, there couldn't help but stir up below.

The soldiers were under the pressure of their respective officers, and although there were some whispers, there was no substantial resistance. As for the general managers, hundred presidents, and flag presidents from Shen Zhaolin onwards, although their faces are different, they are all the same wonderful.

Ye Fu saw that they were not convinced, but he sneered and said, "What? Still not convinced? What do you have to be dissatisfied? If the Tartars were to come to the city now, with the speed at which you assembled, your heads would have flown somewhere! Expecting you to protect the territory and the people is still an extravagant hope, not to mention what to fight against the Tartars and protect Liaodong! In my opinion, with the way you are now, you are not even as good as a bandit of a small scale! ”

"Why do you say that!" In the back row of the commotionous soldiers, finally a soldier couldn't help but shout.

"Why?" Ye Fu snorted and muttered in his mouth, but his hand was not slow at all.

His eyes glanced to the side, and his fingers hooked slightly. Jin Yichuan, who was already familiar with him, didn't say a word, and handed over the bow and arrow neatly. Almost in the blink of an eye, Ye Fu drew his bow and arrows, and everyone only had time to see a gray-white light flash in front of their eyes, followed by a 'snap'.

When he turned his head to look at the voice, the originally tumultuous school field suddenly fell silent.

I saw that behind the crowd, on a tree that was not too thick, the feather arrows were deeply rooted in the trunk, and only a third of the back was exposed, and the vultures trembled slightly, making a very light buzz. And the soldier who had just come out to shout was wearing a hat on his head, and at this time he was nailed to the tree by a feathered arrow.

"Is this enough?" The corners of Ye Fu's mouth sneered, and he handed the three-stone bow back to Jin Yichuan.

There was silence on the school ground, and the soldier who had been screaming loudly trembled slightly, and it was not easy to barely stand, and under his feet, it was already obvious to the naked eye that it was a large pool of wetness.

Not only the soldiers, but even Shen Zhaolin, who was born in martial arts and thought that the quality of officers from the world was much better than that of officers from the world, couldn't help but be shocked.

Even those who have no battlefield experience know that the strength of a bow is enough to determine its range and strength. Just looking at the distance that Ye Fu's arrow shot out, and the strength of piercing the trunk and nailing the entire arrow into two-thirds, it was enough to see that his was by no means an ordinary war bow.

With such a strong bow, it is extremely laborious for ordinary people to pull it out. Even if you force it away with more force, your muscles will tremble and you won't be able to aim because all your strength is used to draw the bow.

But looking at Ye Fugang, it was obviously extremely easy to draw the bow and shoot arrows, and there was almost no aiming process. An arrow flew out, nailing the trunk almost horizontally in the center of the tree. During this whole process, no one was hurt.

Such archers, not to mention that they are rare in the entire Liaodong Army. Even the Tartar soldiers, it is estimated that there are not many that can compare with them.

Why? That's it!

The whole school was silent, and no one could say anything that contradicted each other.

One arrow was terrifying, and in an instant, everyone was calmed.

But for Ye Fu, he was not satisfied with the situation at this time.

Fingers pressed lightly on the handle of his saber, and he slowly paced down the wooden inspection table. Everywhere they passed, everyone couldn't help but quickly get out of the way.

Ye Fu walked slowly step by step, until he walked in front of the soldier whose hat was shot away.

"Your name, place of origin, and position." Ye Fu stood in front of the soldier and asked questions clearly word by word.

The soldier was stunned and did not answer.

Ye Fu behaved very good-tempered at this time, and after waiting for a while, he didn't answer, but he raised his voice, but he didn't mean to be angry, and asked again, "Your name, place of origin, and position." ”

The soldier woke up suddenly, looked at Ye Fu who was close at hand, his body shook uncontrollably, restrained his trembling with all his might, and replied, "Xie Ergou, ...... The people of Sanyang are ...... Correct...... Positive ......"

"Stammering." Ye Fu raised his eyebrows and chuckled, "You're not convinced?" ”

"The villain doesn't dare!" The soldier named Xie Ergou almost shouted.

"You're not convinced!" Ye Fu used an affirmative sentence this time.

The soldier opened his mouth, hesitated for a while, bowed his head and said, "The villain knows that he is wrong." ”

"Knowing that mistakes can be corrected, and good is great. Zi said, there is no class of teaching! When Ye Fu said this, he glanced down, and shook his head at the pool of snow that was soaked and collapsed, "Being a soldier, no one is born to ride a horse and shoot arrows, and he can shoot guns." Stammer...... It's not a big deal either. But......" he said, glancing at the wet snow again, and sighed, "I don't discriminate against soldiers who don't know anything, and I can teach them if I want to learn before I go to war." But you may not know that I discriminate against soldiers who pee their pants. I didn't hit you, I didn't scold you, I didn't hurt you. On the battlefield, it is common for arrows to fly around, and if you are accidentally shot and injured, you also pee your pants? And then stand here dumbfounded, waiting for the Tartars to cut off your head and hang it on horseback? ”

The soldier stood motionless, bowing his head, even if Ye Fu said it badly, he didn't have the slightest sense of resistance.

Ye Fu's face suddenly turned cold, glared at him and shouted, "What are you doing standing stupidly?" Waiting for Lao Tzu to wash your pants? Get down there and get yourself clean! Loser! ”

With that, he turned and went back the way he came, not looking at the soldier again. By the time he had walked back to the platform and turned back, the soldier had been carried away by his companions.

Ye Fu snorted coldly, looked at his subordinates and said, "Don't think that what I'm talking about is just him!" I am in Liaodong, as a soldier, with the military salary of the imperial court, it is my duty to protect the territory and the people! Let the enemy be terrified, that's called ability! I wasn't killed, I was scared to death first, Lao Tzu's subordinates, there are no such soldiers! ”