Of the more than 12,000 recruits, Sun Ce planned to divide them into 12 battalions, each with 1,000 people, and he did not plan to divide the battalions according to the tradition, but to disrupt the hometowns, and divide the battalions according to skills and types of troops.

This is his subordinate, of course, he must hold it firmly in his own hands. The Yicong Battalion is his descendant, and he has been cultivated for so long, and his loyalty and ability are the most reliable, so let them become the commanders of these horses, and no one will want to take away the command from him. He can temporarily assign a general as a commander, but the ownership is always his.

In his planning, this is his Praetorian Guard, his killer weapon. At no time will this force be disbanded, nor will it pretend to be someone else. No one wants to get involved but his heir.

Time flies, half a month later, the autumn harvest is over, the recruits from all counties rushed to Gusu to assemble, Sun Ce set up camp in Da Lei Mountain and Xiao Lei Mountain in Taihu Lake, ready to carry out closed training as planned, assessed every ten days, and those with excellent grades can go out and go to Gusu City for a walk. Those who are good can go around the island and relax, while others can only stay in the camp to make up for their lessons, and those who are particularly bad will be repatriated.

On the first day of September, Sun Ce ascended to the general platform and faced the soldiers of the whole army for the first time.

Before everyone arrived, Sun Ce had already settled in the camp, patrolling the battalions every day, chatting with the recruits from various counties, understanding their situation, asking for warmth, and getting closer, many people knew him, and he also knew many people. In this regard, Sun Ce himself has an extraordinary talent, as long as he has seen a soldier, he will have an impression, although he may not be able to call his name, but he knows which battalion he is and whose subordinates.

But when he stepped onto the podium and saw more than 10,000 young and strong recruits standing neatly in front of him, he still couldn't tell how excited he was. This is a carefully selected child from more than one million Wu Hui's disciples. They did not come by force, but on their own initiative. They are strong and strong, and they are skilled in martial arts. They have parents, wives and children, and are willing to fight for their happiness. They had heard of his prestige and were willing to follow him, born and died.

Compared with the Danyang soldiers, who are known as the elite of the world, Sun Ce believes in these slightly clumsy recruits in front of him. The individual combat of the Danyang soldiers is not weak, but it is difficult for them to improve, they are indefinite, and the habits of the soldiers are too heavy to accept harsh training, let alone any discipline, and they cannot become elite in the true sense. The battlefield compares collective strength, not individual combat effectiveness, and without strict discipline and tacit cooperation, no matter how strong an individual's combat effectiveness is, it is impossible to become a real elite.

Qi Jiguang did not choose scoundrels in military training, but chose simple miners and fishermen, precisely for this reason.

In the former Han Dynasty, all the soldiers were the main body, and all the names of the households had to be trained in addition to farming, and the county also had to conduct regular assessments and proofreadings to ensure that they could be recruited at any time, which was called the capital test. The Eastern Han Dynasty began to promote Confucianism from Emperor Guangwu, exempted from the capital examination system, except for some specific areas, the county no longer regularly conducts proofreading, and the use of soldiers is mainly based on temporary conscription, and the compulsory military system exists in name only. Recruiting soldiers is for emergencies, and there is not enough time to train, so the generals prefer soldiers with a certain foundation in martial arts, and rangers, rogues, and hooligans are full of troops. Such a person does not talk about strict military discipline, he will turn his face if he talks a little heavily, and he will rebel and scatter as birds and beasts if he disagrees.

In the early period of the Three Kingdoms, many generals suffered from recruitment, and Cao Cao and Sun Ce were among them.

In order to change this trend, Sun Ce is determined to break this inertia. He endured it for more than half a year, gave up the Danyang soldiers at his fingertips, did a lot of foreshadowing, and finally completed this conscription and realized his goal. Looking at these energetic recruits, he could already see the heroic posture of these Jiangdong soldiers crisscrossing the Central Plains.

An army of 100,000 was defeated by Zhang Liao's 800 men? I'm sorry, but this is absolutely impossible for this to happen in my hands.

"Wu Hui disciples......" Sun Ce cleared his throat, used his dantian qi, and said loudly. In these years, there is no megaphone, and you can only rely on a fleshy voice, which is really not something that ordinary people can do. Fortunately, God gave face today, and there was not even a trace of wind, if it was a strong wind, no matter how good his voice was, few people could hear him.

"Many of you already know who I am, and I know who you are, but today is different. From today on......" Sun Ce raised his hand, pointed to his chest, and pointed to the recruits who were standing in the audience. "I am your general, and you are my soldiers."

The soldiers in the audience held their breath for each other and stared at Sun Ce intently.

"We're going to train together, we're going to fight together, we're going to create glory together, we're going to face tough opponents together. When it comes to training, I'm your standard. When you fight, I am your direction. When I charge, I will rush ahead of all of you. When you retreat, I will be your strongest back......"

Sun Quan stood on the platform, looking at Sun Ce's tall back, listening to Sun Ce's very demagogic speech, his blood boiled. He arched Lu Yi on the side with his shoulders and squeezed his eyes. "How's my big brother?"

Lu Yi said lightly: "The general is worthy of the name of the little overlord. ”

Sun Quan pursed his lips, feeling very bored, but he was not in the mood to argue with Lu Yi, just opened his eyes wide, pricked up his ears, and wanted to keep all this in his mind, looking forward to the day when he could speak to tens of thousands of soldiers like Sun Ce.

Yang Xiu frowned, and said to Shen You on the side: "Sacrificial wine, who ghostwrote this article by General Sun?" It can't be that he wrote it himself, right? ”

Shen You said: "What, do you think it's inappropriate? ”

"As the main general, how can he take the lead? Isn't it self-deception to say in front of so many people today that it will not be possible in the future? ”

Shen You laughed silently. "Yang Dezu, the general has high hopes for these soldiers, and they can't be treated as ordinary subordinates. When they go into battle, it must be the time to decide the outcome of the battle, how can General Sun still strategize? Naturally, it is to straddle the horse and hold the spear, and the decisive victory is between the two formations, and if you don't take the lead, how can you get the death of the soldiers. ”

Yang Xiu shook his head. I can't agree with that. For the general, it is better to be wise. Being brave and ruthless is not the work of a general. ”

Shen You smiled and said nothing. He understood Sun Ce's expectations of these recruits, but he didn't expect Yang Xiu to understand as well. Yang Xiu is a real son of a family, he doesn't need to charge into battle to get glory and wealth, serving in the army has never been his first choice, even if he is known as the prime minister's son to join the army, the former Han has not seen any prime minister's son personally go into battle to fight, let alone the current dynasty of Shangwen and light martial arts.

Yuan Shao thinks the same way, right? I heard that he didn't like to wear a helmet between battles, but showed people with a scarf to show his calm and elegance. If this is the case, then the final victor must be General Sun in front of him.

At this time, Sun Ce's speech also came to the end. He raised his hand and shouted.

"Jiangdong children, we will chase the Central Plains, crisscrossing the eight wildernesses, our iron hooves will trample all over the grassland, our warships will sail the sea, our enemies will tremble, the history will write our great achievements, and our descendants will share our glory, because we are invincible Jiangdong children."

The blood of the soldiers is boiling, and the mountains are shouting long live.