Ma Xi is fifteen years old this year, and according to the laws of the Ming Dynasty, he has already reached adulthood, but according to the standards of later generations, Ma Xi is just a young man who has just left his youth. Ma Xi was born in a scholarly family, and Ma Xi was born as a concubine, in order to get rid of the shackles of his background, Ma Xi studied with his eldest brother Ma Luan since he was a child. In addition to daily hard study, Ma Xi did not have much time to exercise, and it can be said that he was a completely powerless scholar.

The army has been a symbol of force since ancient times, and only those who can fight and kill in the army are respected, and the most hated thing in the army is a nerd who drags his feet, and if he is a nerd who cries his nose, it is definitely the existence of driving grassroots officers crazy.

Ma Xi has now become such an existence, Ma Xi has suffered these things at home, although Ma Xi is a concubine, but he usually eats and drinks without worry, as long as he reads hard every day, he can usually tease the girl ring in the house, it is really a happy little day.

But today Ma Xi is not as leisurely as he used to be, he is wearing a pair of thin-soled cloth shoes and a long shirt on his upper body. Naturally, Marcy was soon left behind by the running team.

Ma Xi saw that the team had left him far away, and Ma Xi was ready to be lazy and not run, and Ma Cheng, the second brother of the devil who knew him, was already paying attention to him. When he saw that Ma Xi stopped and was about to slip away, Ma Cheng stepped forward with a horse whip and whipped Ma Xi twice. Ma Cheng's whip is made of raw cowhide, and there are two blood paths on his body, and Ma Xi is still a fifteen-year-old child, and after suffering this kind there, tears immediately came down.

"Ma Cheng, you villain, are you jealous that the master is better at reading than you? Deliberately took advantage of this incident to make the master! Marcy sat on the ground crying and screaming.

Ma Cheng saw Ma Xi's appearance and scolded: "What? Didn't you yourself agree to join the army at that time? If you don't get up and finish two laps, go back to Guiyang! And also! If you insult an official in the army and behead him, this is the first time you have committed it, you will be whipped twice, and if you commit it again, you will be beheaded directly! ”

After Ma Cheng finished speaking, he waved his whip and was about to do it again, but the frightened Ma Xi quickly got up from the ground and ran away.

Under Ma Cheng's supervision, the two laps were quickly completed, although Ma Xi felt that his leg was about to be broken, but after all, Ma Xi was usually well nourished, much stronger than those farmers, and Ma Cheng chased after him with a whip, so Ma Xi still insisted on running the ten miles away.

After arriving at the finish line, Ma Xi felt like a fire was burning in his chest, how embarrassed and embarrassed he looked, Ma Xi was just about to sit down and take a good rest, and he knew that Ma Cheng shouted in front: "It's all there, line up!" ”

Ma Xi had no choice but to brace his spirits to find Xie Guangkun's small flag and stand at the back of the team.

The morning workout is over, when the sun has risen and it is breakfast time. Today's breakfast is still the same as the old, rice porridge, steamed buns, and salted cabbage. Ma Xi frowned when he saw this kind of vulgar food, at home he ate rice porridge made of fine fragrant rice, as well as dried shreds, bean curd, pickles and other side dishes, and these foods in front of him could enter Ma Xi's eyes.

But if you don't eat it, you can't do it, Ma Xi ran all morning, and he was already hungry in his stomach, and the guys around him gobbled it up one by one, so Ma Xi also felt that these crude foods must be delicious.

Ma Xi tried to drink a mouthful of brown rice porridge, and after eating a mouthful of salted cabbage, when the warm rice porridge entered his stomach with salted cabbage, Ma Xi felt that his stomach had never been so comfortable again.

After feeling that the food was very delicious, Ma Xi didn't pretend to be fake, and also learned from those Qiu Ba, holding steamed buns in one hand and rice porridge in the other, and eating a mouthful of pickles and a mouthful of rice porridge.

After breakfast, I will start the day's training, and in the morning, I will still stand in line. Now that this small team has been training for more than ten days, and the queue has taken shape, Ma Cheng plans to start teaching this group of guys formation today.

Ma Cheng prepared to train this infantry into a line infantry, which was what later generations said on the Internet as a line of gunned formation. Although this formation looks silly, it is indeed the most perfect infantry formation before the appearance of rifled guns. Quite simply, line infantry can shoot more buckshot in a short period of time, or in later parlance, put more firepower per unit of time.

Before the advent of rifled guns, there were two eras in the development of muskets, one was the arquebus era and the other was the flintlock pistol, and each advancement of weapons also promoted the development of tactics.

Because of the poor rate of fire of the arquebus, the number of musketeers must be increased in order to ensure the firepower of the arquebus, so there are three and five shots, and in Europe it is more extreme, and even seven shots. It is conceivable that every time the seven platoons of people shoot in turn, what kind of chaos will become on the battlefield.

With the advancement of technology, the flintlock pistol was a new weapon, and skilled soldiers could fire three to four shots per minute, which could greatly reduce the number of musketeers and make the frontal battlefield extremely lenient. During the Napoleonic period, the French army was even able to organize a wide front with a length of 5 kilometers and a width of 3 kilometers with more than 100,000 infantry.

Regardless of Europe or Asia, in the Middle Ages, no attention was paid to the training and education of grass-roots officers, as long as you do not die, after a few battles will be selected as grass-roots officers, the officers who appear in this system naturally have little organizational ability, when the wind is down, they are naturally extremely brave, and when the war is unfavorable, they will be defeated like a mountain.

The main reason for the many battles in China's history in which fewer people won more was the disadvantage of the junior officers. When the war was unfavorable, the grassroots officers did not have the effect of stabilizing the morale of the army, but accelerated the collapse of the army. For example, the battle of Pengcheng between Liu Bang and Xiang Yu, the famous Battle of Chibi of the Three Kingdoms, the Battle of Weishui between the former Qin and the Eastern Jin Dynasty, etc., so the army directly commanded by the ancient leading general was only twenty or thirty thousand people, and any more would be beyond his ability.

During the Napoleonic period, Europe had already entered the modern society, and there was a perfect system of grassroots officers in the army, so that Napoleon was able to organize more than 100,000 troops and hundreds of thousands of troops of the anti-French alliance for more than ten years. From this era*, there will never be another example in military history of winning more with less, that is, in later generations, with the strength of the US military, it will take more than 400,000 troops to deal with an Iraq that has been sanctioned for more than 10 years.

Of course, our protagonist Ma Cheng doesn't know this, and he doesn't understand these as a third-rate college student who graduated from computer science. After all, in later generations, he participated in the military training of college students, and the military training of college students is essentially to train a person's organization and discipline, and this kind of training ultimately cultivates grassroots officers. Therefore, Ma Cheng was also unintentionally inserted into the willows, and cultivated a group of qualified grassroots officers suitable for the war in the new era.

Ma Cheng is also considered lucky, crossing to the Ming Dynasty, which is not inferior to Europe in science and technology, according to the strength of the Ming Dynasty, after Ma Cheng's golden finger pointing, it is completely possible to invent a flintlock pistol, so this line tactics taught by Ma Cheng has a great effect. If Ma Cheng traveled to the Han and Tang dynasties, there was no long-range weapon beyond the bow and arrow at that time, even if Ma Cheng had a stomach full of science knowledge, but the industrial level could not reach you.

These more than 100 people are all future grassroots officers, and they are also the core of the future stable army, so Ma Cheng naturally wants to educate these guys well.

Ma Cheng was explaining the importance of the line to his soldiers, and a pacesetter came out of the governor's yamen and trotted to Ma Cheng's side.

The pacesetter knelt down on one knee and said, "Lord Qianhu, the Lord of the General System has an order, ordering you to return to the yamen immediately!" ”

Ma Cheng is talking energetically, listening to what the pacesetter said is frowning, why is Ma Shiying looking for himself so early?

But Ma Shiying's order didn't dare not listen, and Ma Cheng had no choice but to end today's lecture, and Xu Dahu took them to continue the training, and Ma Cheng followed the pacesetter back to the yamen.

Ma Cheng came to the second hall of the governor's yamen and saw Ma Shiying wearing an official uniform sitting in the house drinking tea, Ma Cheng entered the house and asked, "Dad, what are you doing when you come back with your son?" ”

Ma Shiying heard Ma Cheng say this and scolded: "Bastard, you are an officer now, do you see Shangguan talking like this?" ”

Ma Cheng had no choice but to clench his fists and say: "Lord Chief, mark a thousand households to meet your lord!" ”

Ma Shiying nodded, and then said: "Today, the official is going to visit Lu Zhenshou, and it just so happens that you will accompany the official to go together!" ”

To see Lu Jiude? Ma Cheng just beat Lu Jiude's nephew Lu Siye to the head a few days ago, so he went to see his uncle, which is not good!

"Dad, no! My lord! I just had a conflict with Lu Siye a few days ago, so it's not appropriate to go to see his uncle now! ”

Ma Shiying snorted and scolded: "You guy, you still know what's wrong? Then why did you break someone's head? Now that the official wants to unite with Lu Jiude, he naturally has to come to the door to apologize! ”

Ma Cheng stopped clamoring when he heard Ma Shiying say this, Ma Shiying was right, now that he has decided to support Zhu Yousong as the emperor, he will have a community of interests with Lu Jiude in the future, Ma Shiying naturally doesn't want to offend Lu Jiude because of such a thing as a child fight, so he naturally wants to come to the door to apologize in person.

Ma Cheng didn't have anything to say, and asked, "My lord, do you still need to use the mark?" ”

"This is natural, you hurt someone, how can you apologize if you don't show up?"

Ma Cheng was very reluctant when he heard Ma Shiying say this, who is Lu Jiude? is a dead eunuch with six incomplete roots, the eunuch is synonymous with psychopathy here in Ma Cheng, who knows what difficult requirements the dead eunuch has to make in order to avenge his nephew.

Ma Shiying knew what he was thinking when he looked at Ma Cheng's expression, Ma Shiying scolded: "You guy, don't cross the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain, although Lu Shuangquan is a eunuch, but he has a capable temperament and knows how to train soldiers, not the kind of villain who you think!" ”

Ma Cheng saw that Ma Shiying had made up his mind, so he had no choice but to follow Ma Shiying out of the mansion, ride on the horse and rush to the left-behind mansion in the Fengyang Imperial City to meet the dead eunuch Lu Jiude.