"One! One! One, two, one! One! One! One, two, one! ”

"Stand! Align with the right! Look forward! “

"Gun under the shoulder!" "Gun on the shoulder!" "Let's go!"

A sound of slogans that would be familiar to the ears of any modern person resounded in the riverside clearing outside the city.

Needless to say, someone must be engaged in military training, ah no, military training!

About eight hundred meters away from the city wall of Yangguan Town, our Lan Da Young Master was practicing the militia that he had just recruited a while ago. The militia numbered a little over 500 men and was temporarily organized into a reinforced battalion, which was divided into five companies, each with a total of 100 privates. These 100 men were trained in marching in formation, changing formations, shooting with guns in a row, and fighting in white-knuckle combat according to the line infantry tactics of the era of line shooting, and the basic unit of each battle line was a platoon, that is, about 50 people in half a company. The queue is a classic double-decker queue of British lobster soldiers, with 25 people in each row, shooting alternately in front and back, and a drummer, a trumpeter, a flag bearer, and a flag guard.

In terms of weapons, all of them used a modified Kentucky long rifle made by Wenjia Workshop, and were equipped with a sword-shaped bayonet mounted on the right side of the muzzle. Pistols for non-commissioned officers and officers had not yet arrived, but both non-commissioned officers and officers had been given a Western-style thin-bladed saber with a gauntlet as a command knife, plus a standard dagger as an additional weapon for self-defense.

The current uniforms of this team have not yet been finalized, but Lan Wang, based on the principle of using the very cheap indigo and cyan dyes in Yangguan Town, as well as the more breathable gray-white linen, made a blue uniform, a short round military cap, and cyan pants similar to the Northern Union army during the Civil War; The shoes were temporarily made of special cloth shoes, without leggings, and all the carrying equipment was handed over to the leather workshop and hard cloth workshop of the workshop in accordance with the standards of the European and American armies in the middle of the 19th century. As it was during the training period, all officers and soldiers were temporarily exempted from wearing cap badges and collar badges or epaulettes, although officers and non-commissioned officers had yellow arrow-shaped bar-shaped armbands sewn on their right arms, and the cuffs of officers were embroidered with moire to distinguish them.

The officers and non-commissioned officers of this team are all people with high prestige and certain military skills in the Wenjia Workshop Workers' Field Protection Team and the Huang Family. In fact, there are really not many choices in front of the traverser now--- there is no modern army at all, let alone a modern military academy, and it is naturally impossible to talk about non-commissioned officer training and officer training. Therefore, Lan Wang's criteria for selecting the junior officers of this team were very simple: they could calmly lead the team forward, and at the same time be able to "hold down the field", maintain and maintain the integrity of the line formation, so that the team would not be scattered, and at the same time direct the soldiers to conduct orderly gun shooting.

Easier said than done. There are only a handful of people who can meet these basic requirements at the same time. You must know that most of the leaders of the field protection team have no concept of queuing up to shoot tactics or even hot~ weapon warfare--- and they themselves only touched the gun just a few days ago! But after only a few days of training, they are about to go to others as instructors and role models, and to train others.

There is no way, our Lan Da Young Master can only personally go into battle and serve as the chief instructor. As for the officers and non-commissioned officers in the troops, they can only learn in training, and then continue to train in learning!

Sometimes, even the old mercenaries themselves doubt that they can train this army. All the uniforms, military systems, and weapons he tried to match the army he had in mind as much as possible in order to achieve the best results. However, whenever he saw that the young non-commissioned officers he had "carefully selected" were themselves left and right and walking smoothly, he still felt inexplicably discouraged.

However, there are two sides to everything. Although these officers and non-commissioned officers have a relatively thin foundation, their earnestness in training is solid--- it has been at least eight hours since the morning, and except for a short break of 10 minutes for lunch in the middle, the entire first and second companies of more than 200 people have been engaged in boring queue training and formation change drills almost all at once. Among them, not one complained, no one was overwhelmed or fainted, not even a single person showed a trace of boredom or impatience on his face--- and everyone was fully engaged in doing his own thing and doing his duty.

With this alone, Master Lan knew how right he had been in his decision to recruit men of appropriate age into the army among the simple peasants, laborers, and small craftsmen.

The physique, organizational discipline, and hard-working spirit of these people all determined that they were the best soldiers that the plane travelers could find.

"Uncle Qi Jiguang doesn't deceive me! The content of the "New Book of Ji Xiao" about the recruitment of soldiers is still very useful, not as unbearable as those written in the crossing! ”

Lan Wang said to himself.

"All of them! Look forward! Two columns become three columns! Let's go! The roar of the company commander pulled Lan Wang back into reality.

Then, Lan Wang noticed that the two platoons under the jurisdiction of the company--- that is, two line formations--- began to change formations in an orderly manner. The soldiers on either side of the second row stepped back and quickly formed the third row of the line, while the soldiers in the front row fanned out and knelt down on one knee in a kneeling position. The soldiers of the third row and the soldiers of the new second row staggered, raising their rifles just enough to stick the barrel out of the gap between the shoulders of the two men in the front row. In this way, the firepower of the whole company is divided into three levels, which can be carried out both in the classic three-stage fire and in a full salvo to achieve maximum fire output.

After all, three-stage shooting is an old product of the arquebus era. Although it still had some use in the era of flintlock and firing pistols, due to the increase in the average rate of fire of the front-loading guns, it was no longer necessary for the soldiers in the platoon to alternate fire and reload to ensure the continuity of fire--- skilled line infantry used the Migne rifle, and even without three shots, they could fire a full salvo or two-thirds of the salvo every ten to fifteen seconds.

Lan Wang saw that his soldiers were still a little unskilled and even a little jerky when changing formations, but the strict team and the style of ordering and prohibiting had fully demonstrated the essential difference between them and ordinary civilians or militia groups.

It doesn't take much time, even if it only takes half a month, for these people to be able to initially take off their civilian coats and transform into decent soldiers, Lan Wang thought.

"Reload!" Young Master Lan happened to take over the password at this time.

The soldiers in the team took out empty cartridges containing only gunpowder from their cartridges, bit open the cartridges, poured gunpowder into the chambers, and compacted them with strips. After that, the soldiers raised the barrel of their guns, took a fire cap from the fire cap clip, and mounted it on the anvil.

"All guns up! 200 meters of ruler! Get ready! “

There was a "bang" of brushes, and everyone in the queue heard the command, raised the gun flat, picked the ruler to the predetermined position, and pulled the hammer to the waiting position, and began to aim.

"Ready! Put! Lan Wang slashed down the upward raised command knife in his hand.

The gunshots crackled, and although they were slightly uneven, they were still neat overall, and the smell of gunpowder began to fill the air with a faint green smoke.