In May of the fifth year of Jingkang, the Great Song Dynasty, the old emperor re-ascended the throne, the old monarch and the old ministers, the old bottle of old wine, and even the soup was not changed, and the Great Song Dynasty began its usual rotation again.

Scholars and kings rule the world together, but what do they have to do with the people?

It has taken nearly a year to recuperate and recover since he almost died, and now he has re-emerged from the mountain and started anew, and more than a year has passed.

There were less than 20,000 subordinates, and they had to stay in the iron works, shipyards and other places, and the manpower was stretched, and the banner of the loyal and righteous army was re-erected.

The apricot yellow flag is waving in the wind, standing high on the wall of the iron factory, the three words "Loyal and Righteous Army" on the reverse side of the banner, and the word "Song" on the front are clearly visible, very dazzling, attracting the eyes of countless refugees by the Lishui River.

Those ambitious soldiers and fierce generals once persuaded Wang Song to replace the word "Song" on the banner with the word "Wang" in order to attract more people to come and defect, but Wang Song refused.

The reason why the loyal and righteous army can be invincible is not because of Wang Song, but because of the banner of the Great Song Dynasty. Although the Great Song royal family has gradually lost the support of the people, Wang Song still does not want to openly confront Zhao Huan, even if Zhao Ji is back on the throne, he is unwilling to change his banner.

The Great Song Dynasty is the land of the Great Song Dynasty under the flying banner, and it is the place where the children of the Han family have rested and recuperated for thousands of years, not only the royal family of the Great Song Dynasty. In the name of the Great Song Dynasty, thousands of loyal and righteous people were gathered, and the defeat of the Jin people was inevitable.

Although the Jin people control the land of Yanyun and the north of the Great Wall, and now they are eroding the land of the two rivers, Shandong, and Shaanxi, and hundreds of thousands of Jurchen iron horsemen are galloping vertically and horizontally, and they are unstoppable. However, in Wang Song's view, there is nothing terrible. No matter how fierce the Jin people are, when an artillery cannon hits them, they are also blurred and rotten.

The aggressors are all paper tigers, which can be broken at the first stab, and they are not invincible, let alone have any reason to be afraid.

"Name, age, place of origin, occupation, no schooling, no middle school, no disabilities."

"Zhang Guo, twenty years old, from Jinghu, ancestor went to the shopkeeper of the rice shop, went to school, is not a lifter, and is in normal health."

The officer looked at the scrawny Zhang Guo and frowned.

"I'm afraid you can't test your bones, especially your strength."

"Although the general can rest assured, don't look at the villain's thinness, but his strength is not small, and he will know when he tests it."

Zhang Guo's face flushed with a hint of blush, but his answer was very stubborn.

"Okay, take this form, go and measure your weight, height, and eyesight, check for diseases, test your literacy, and test your strength."

Zhang Guo walked away with the form. After a while, there was a burst of cheers in the crowd, and the officer turned his head to look, but it turned out to be Zhang Guo, staggering through the test.

The officer shook his head. In this troubled world, human life is cheaper than grass, and all the people who used to live comfortably have been forced to become like this, and they are gritting their teeth and fighting hard to become a soldier.

If it had been a peaceful few years ago, they would not have come to join the army if they were killed.

"Name, age, place of origin, occupation, no schooling, no middle school, no disabilities."

"Chang Hua, twenty-one years old, a soldier in Suide, Hedong, a guy in a restaurant, has gone to school, is not a lifter, and is in normal health."

Chang Hua stood in front of the recruiting table and carefully answered the questions of the recruiting officer.

The name of the loyal and righteous army, he is familiar with it. Although Wang Song is dead, as long as he can enter the loyal army, he will be considered to have fulfilled one of his wishes.

"Oh, why did you come to join the army?"

"Fanzi burns and loots, his parents have a deep hatred of blood, and he will not be a man if he does not swear!"

"Yes, the enmity of parents is not shared!"

The officer nodded in satisfaction and handed over the form.

"I took the form, measured my weight, height, and eyesight, checked for diseases, and measured my literacy. Judging by the way you look, it shouldn't be a problem. ”

All the way to the uneasy, but there is no danger to pass the tests, under the leadership of the officers, the recruits entered the barracks.

Everything was like a dream, and it wasn't until he entered the neat barracks and lay on the clean sheets that Chang Hua realized that he was already a member of the Loyal Army.

Two sets of clean single clothes, two pairs of clean shoes and socks, including lightweight undershirts and shorts, and a set of kettles, lunch boxes and basins, these are all his assets.

If you want to become an officer, you have to strictly abide by military orders and train hard.

This was the only thing that entered the barracks, and the officer told him, which he found useful.

When the other recruits were still immersed in the freshness of the barracks, Chang Hua began to train hard. He was not willing to be just an ordinary soldier, and the junior and mid-level officers could not even satisfy his desires, and he dreamed of a person who could soar and get ahead.

For Chang Hua, the cultural lessons that are quite a headache for other recruits are his pleasure. He went to school in his early years, and even prepared to take scientific examinations, so reading and reading was not a problem for him. He was most interested in the study of mathematics in the army, the simple multiplication formula, and the coordinate scale of the drawing, etc., all of which fascinated him.

Often at night, when the recruits who had gone through a day's training were exhausted and fell asleep, Chang Hua still took a little time to study his homework carefully and seriously. Sometimes he looked at it, and before the bell rang for sleep, he had fallen asleep soundly.

Among the training subjects for recruits, queue training and physical training are the most boring and hard. Especially in queue training, sometimes standing in the sun for half an hour, or even an hour, often makes the recruits complain.

"Stand upright, take a break, turn back, step in unison......"

Before the instructor could finish speaking, the two recruits turned in the wrong direction and faced each other with the recruits in the front row, causing a burst of laughter in the ranks.

Chang Hua couldn't help but laugh, he just wanted to laugh, but when he saw the instructor's tense black face, he quickly held back.

"Fang Gang, Liu De, you two, get out of the ranks!"

The two erring recruits stood up dejectedly and watched the other recruits continue their training.

The queue trains recruits with good performance and those with poor performance separately and separately, which is also a unique way of training in the Chinese and Italian military columns. Those who complete it early can move on to the next workout. Those who do not complete it will continue to train until they reach the standard.

Physical training includes 10 miles of cross-country weights, 100-meter sprint, frog jump, pull-ups, push-ups, sit-ups, long jump exercises, and more.

Every morning and evening, in the face of the sunset and the rising sun, groups of recruits shouted slogans, along the banks of the Lishui River, sweating profusely, running forward with heavy loads, provoking bursts of onlookers from the surrounding masses.

"Recruits recruited by the Loyal and Righteous Army, everyone will have a good life in the future!"

"Wang Xianggong's old subordinates, of course the trained soldiers are powerful!"

"Now, Fanzi can bear it!"

The praise and cheers of the people can often arouse the enthusiasm of the recruits for training. Especially those who are bitter and bitter, and whose families are ruined, often behave better and practice hard.

Only after the physical training and platoon training have been completed, the recruits will enter tactical training, mainly stabbing guns, shooting and grenadiers. The main thing is against pikemen, artillery and grenadiers.

In addition, they also have to carry out hygiene training, mainly emergency first aid on the battlefield, including hemostasis, first aid, head bandaging, eye bandaging, fracture bandaging and so on.

"Thorn!"

On the field, under the sun, countless recruits shouted and stabbed the spears in their hands. One by one, they sweated profusely, repeating the monotonous, tedious action of the stabbing guns, 500, 1000, 2000......

A sweaty, dark-faced recruit threw away his spear in frustration, sat down, and was immediately whipped up by the officer next to him.

"Duan Sheng, why are you smoking Lao Tzu on a dog day, isn't it forbidden to whip tart soldiers in the camp?"

The recruit was furious, facing the instructor and spewing fire in his eyes.

"Why are you being pumped? If this were on the battlefield, your head would have already moved!"

Duan Sheng roared, and the recruits who were training on the side trembled in their hearts.

"Don't think that Lao Tzu is easy to bully, Lao Tzu will quit!"

The recruit's face was full of dissatisfaction, he took off his clothes, threw them on the ground, spat on them, and left.

"Lock this guy up immediately, beat him with thirty sticks, drive him out of the barracks, record it, and never hire him!"

The two sergeants next to him came up, knocked over the recruits with a single shot, and then set up the recruits and dragged them into the distance.

"Dog, Lao Tzu is not convinced, why should you beat Lao Tzu, let go of Lao Tzu quickly, otherwise Lao Tzu will kill you!"

The recruit was clearly a thorn in the head, and while being dragged forward, he was unwilling to turn back and scold.

The two sergeants were furious, punching and kicking, and the recruits were rolling on the ground, their faces covered in blood.

"Roaring in the camp and insulting officers, according to military regulations, should be beheaded!"

Duan Sheng shouted angrily, not at the thorns who had been knocked to the ground, but as if at the battalion full of recruits.

"What are you going to do......"

Seeing the executioner with a cold face coming up with a long knife in his hand, the head was shocked, and before he finished speaking, he was already pressed on the execution table.

The executioner slashed it off with a knife, and Dou Da's head rolled a few times, leaving a lot of blood on the ground.

"When you enter the barracks, you are soldiers, and the duty of a soldier is obedience and discipline, and you never ask why!"

Duan Sheng roared angrily at the recruits with pale faces.

"Just because you dare to call yourself a loyal rebel, you dare to blow up a thorn here like this! If you go to the battlefield, you are dead or alive, sweat more in peacetime, bleed less in wartime, want to defeat the thief, don't train well, and are afraid of hardship and fatigue, you can get out of the barracks! Under the command of Wang Xianggong, there is no such seed!"

The officers shouted loudly, and the recruits were terrified.

"In the army, don't ask why, the order of a soldier is obedience! Whatever you do, report it to your superiors. And once the military order is issued, no matter what you are asked to do, you must carry it out unconditionally! Military orders are like mountains, military discipline is strict, and anyone must obey unconditionally! ”

The officer shouted loudly.

"What is the vocation of a soldier?"

"A soldier's duty is to obey!"

The recruits shouted in unison.

"What are the duties of a soldier?"

"The duty of a soldier is to obey orders, obey commands, defend the country, and complete tasks at all costs!"

The shouts of the recruits rang out one after another, and the sound shook the sky.

As the instructors began their training sessions, the recruits began their daily drills again.

Wang Song was on the side, and he was also angry.

Where has the Loyal and Righteous Army become, and what kind of scum can be harvested! When such a person enters the barracks, it is like a rat poop falling into a soup pot, which is extremely harmful.

The army is a melting pot, and the first thing to do is to learn to endure hardships. If you can't even endure hardship, how can you go into battle to kill the enemy, shed blood and sacrifice, and defend your family and country.

Not to mention persuasion and patience. Blood does not shed tears, and flesh does not fall behind. If a soldier does not have the spirit of obedience, there will be no cohesion, and he will not be scattered in the sand, and when he arrives on the battlefield, he will not be slaughtered by others.

"This is the good soldier you recruited!"

Wang Song's face was pale, and Liang Xing, Ma Kuo and others next to him were all frightened and uneasy.

"From today on, the recruitment of troops must be strictly controlled, and don't turn the loyal army into the Great Song Forbidden Army!"

Feeling that he was a little stricter, Wang Song eased his tone, and Ma Kuo and the others hurriedly agreed.

Only by training day after day and continuous brainwashing, making obedience a habit and enduring hardships a natural one, can we cast a strong army with excellent quality and compete with the Jurchen army.