"Sir, why are we wearing leggings?" Kuroko will always be the talkative one, but this kind of curiosity is a good thing for Shang Wu, because because they ask so many questions, it shows that they are beginning to have a sense of active thinking, which is a very good start.

"Because of our tactics." Shang Wu said.

"As we all know, our military strength is very weak, and at present there are only two platoons and one squad, and the strength of the army is more than 80 people. Relying on more than 80 of us, how many big battles can we fight? Can't fight at all. Moreover, there are many new recruits among us, and there are many people who have not fought before, and our only tactic is only one. Guerrilla. Shang Wu explained.

"Guerrilla? Sir, what do you mean by guerrilla tactics? Explain it to us. Right. Sir. Kuroko took the lead, and the other soldiers also asked, their understanding of this concept was far from the level of martial consciousness.

"In general, if you win, you will fight, and if you can't win, you will run. Moreover, we ran back and forth, mobilized the enemy, and looked for fighters, just like the mosquitoes in this summer, biting each other. So we can live. Shang Wu is such a popular metaphor. Because he knows that if you follow the research in the US military textbooks, these people will put question marks.

"Mosquitoes? Sir, if you slap you and don't run in time, won't we just shoot to death? Kuroko was the first to say this.

"Yes, if we slap over, mosquitoes like us can't beat the enemy, but war is like this, we are still very weak, but if we keep growing like this, if there is a swarm of mosquitoes, we can bite a cow to death." Shang Wu said.

"Sir, you can't bite a cow to death." When Ah Niu heard the cow, he was very excited, this is a little guy who loves cows very much.

"It's just a metaphor, just an analogy, is this cow afraid of mosquitoes?" Shang Wu asked, Ah Niu.

"I'm afraid. It's annoying, the cow is annoyed, and sometimes, I have to help. If there are a lot of mosquitoes, I have to smoke wormwood, so that the cows can calm down. Ah Niu said.

"Yes, you see. Ah Niu knows our tactics. Shang Wu said.

"Huh." Kuroko and the others laughed embarrassedly, obviously, they still couldn't understand the essence of guerrilla tactics very well. And of course. Most of the soldiers in this era listened to their superiors, and they did whatever the commanders told them to do, otherwise they would not do anything. During World War II, most of the soldiers in the national army were such soldiers, they were born good soldiers, but unfortunately their commanders were not necessarily good commanders.

"It can be understood in this way, this government, and this Yellow Turban Army, they are two cows, these two cows, strong, strong, and we, just a little mosquito, we will run to the government for a while, make an ambush, eat his logistics troops, or a small group of enemies. For example, 30 people, or 10 cars or something, we want everything, but we can't kill people indiscriminately, and women can't mess around. Otherwise military law is engaged. Shang Wu solemnly emphasized discipline.

"Today I will suck a mouthful of blood, tomorrow we will suck a mouthful of blood, and after a long time, the blood of both cows will be sucked up by us, of course. Our team is also developing, one today, two tomorrow, there will be more and more in the future, and finally, we don't have to be afraid of two cows. It's the tiger coming. They have to hide from us, too. Shang Wu explained.

"Do you understand that?" Shang Wu said.

"Good. What the chief said is really good, we are the first little mosquito to bite each other's big cow to death. Kuroko took the lead. Lao Mu also nodded, as if he understood what they were going to do now. Shangwu gave them a very beautiful goal, and with such a goal, they went on. It may succeed.

The other soldiers applauded and applauded.

"Alright. The specific tactics are to harass, ambush, mobilize the enemy, and destroy the enemy, and our enemies are, two, the government and the Yellow Turban Army. If you can unite with the Yellow Turban Army, you will unite, and if you can't unite, you will destroy the enemy, of course, the prerequisite is to save the enemy, and you can ponder the specific tactics, and at the same time, I will also teach some, and everyone will work together. Shang Wu said.

"Yes, sir." Everyone said excitedly.

"Alright. This is guerrilla tactics, and swimming means flexibility and mobility. This maneuver is that we can run back and forth, this run, just rely on our two legs, this leg, running for a long time, will be sore, painful, and leggings, is to alleviate such symptoms, we can run farther, to tell you, in the future, we may have to run dozens of kilometers a day, no, dozens of miles of road, so, you all give me a good practice. Laying leggings is the first step. Shang Wu encouraged him.

Everyone nodded in understanding. Immediately, Shangwu began to teach them to make leggings, which were easy to learn. But the amount of cloth needed is too much. An army without any supplies is still very difficult for them, you know, the martial army is just barely everyone has the sign of the red turban as a red turban army, military uniforms or something, don't even think about it. The flag is still a piece of red cloth. And the whole company is one flag. Be as pitiful as you want.

"We've got to fight again." Shang Wu said when he saw the soldiers in the leggings.

Luoyang. Nangong, the fire fox kept beating his neck. She's an old man, and now she's dead.

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