Ruan Minh Fang's legs and feet were still trembling at the moment, it had been several days since the bloody battle of the valley, and he was very lucky, he encountered a rare rainstorm on the way from Wenshan Port to the battlefield, which made him and the two infantry battalions that had to be delayed on the road for more than a day, and when he arrived at the pre-selected battlefield with his troops, the battle was over.

Although he didn't catch up with the real fight, he had to follow the requirements of the Medeno officers to lead the fresh army that had just arrived on the battlefield to carry out a very hard job - cleaning the battlefield. There are still a large number of corpses lying on the battlefield, although the stream is no longer as blood-red as before, but the smell of blood has been immersed in the land of this battlefield, fortunately, it is not summer, the time to end the battle is very short, and there is no phenomenon of decay, but the smell of corpses is after all a taste that can stimulate the deepest part of people's perception system, coupled with the tragic situation of various dead corpses, making these new forces feel terrifying as if they fell into hell.

There were thousands of corpses on the battlefield, not counting the unlucky ones who had been swept away by the surging torrents, and it took several days for the new infantry soldiers to clean up the battlefield while vomiting. Originally, cleaning the battlefield was a kind of fat difference, and the enemy's heads, the gold and silver carried on their bodies, which could have been exchanged for white silver in the place where the merits were recorded, but now they were the new army in South Annan, and all the captured and heads had to be sent to the Maidno officers, and they would only be issued according to the military merits after being reviewed by their military merit recorders, so the efficiency of the soldiers in carrying corpses and cleaning the battlefield decreased geometrically, to an outrageous degree.

The soldiers' various complaints about the Medeno officers poured into Nguyen Minh Fang's ears one after another, but Nguyen Minh Phuong did not have the slightest idea of making decisions for his own people or scolding his subordinates from the perspective of the Medeno people, he was already shocked by the scene of the battlefield, causing his attention to be distracted, and the whole person was groggy as if he had lost his soul.

As an official of Ruan Phuc Yuan in the previous dynasty, his grade is not low, so he has led his generals to command battles and something several times, although he did not really swing his sword to kill on the front line, but he has done a lot of limelight things, but the scenes of so many battles are far less terrifying than the scenes he saw this time.

The corpses of the Northern Army were piled up on top of each other, from the other end of the battlefield to this side of the battlefield, and on this side, there were not only the corpses of the Yankees, but also the corpses of the Southern Army, and they were piled up in several layers at the place where the two sides clashed, and pulling one apart would bring out several. He originally thought that as an officer, he would be able to stay out of the battlefield and be killed by the soldiers as long as the order was issued, but in the process of cleaning up the battlefield, he had already seen three or four corpses in officer uniforms also lying in the pile of corpses, and those non-commissioned officers were more dead at the forefront of the battle. The mountain beam on one side of the battlefield has been reduced by the violent explosion a lot of height, and all the trees on the entire mountain beam have basically been washed away by the violent explosion, and the raging mountain fire that followed has burned a large area of the mountain forest, and many forest beasts have not escaped the fire, and have been roasted into black carbon. Along with the beasts, there were many Confederate soldiers, most of whom had been killed in the first moment of the explosion and then burned to this point by the fire, and many were wounded or lost in the smoke and dust of the wildfires and burned alive.

The raging fire not only burned the people and trees on the top of the mountain, but also burned the preset artillery on the top of the mountain, most of these cannons were iron cannons, but they began to deform in the fire, and several copper cannons were directly melted into a pool of copper piles, which can be imagined the ferocity of the fire on the top of the mountain at that time.

The fire is still approaching south under the blowing of the north wind, and it is unknown how long it will take to extinguish. In the past, wildfires had to wait for the rain to be extinguished, but who knows how long it will take to burn in the inland area and in the dry season when there is little rain?

The fear of war and the fear of forest fires formed an insurmountable barrier of fear in Nguyen Minh Fang's mind, making him tremble in his legs and feet, and he didn't dare to fight at all, just looking for an opportunity to become a deserter.

"My lord! My lord! Suddenly there was a loud call from the side, but it sounded very distant to Ruan Mingfang, and after being pushed twice, he came to his senses and turned his head to look at the person who pushed him. This soldier is a herald, and he has an arrow in his hand, "The chief of staff asked you to go to the commander's tent to participate in the military council!" Saying that, he bowed slightly, "The little one has to inform the other adults and retire first." Then he turned and ran away.

What else can you do when you participate in the military conference? It's nothing more than going to fight, Ruan Mingfang thought, turned his head to look around at the battlefield around him, took a deep breath, the air was still filled with a strong smell of blood, which made him feel the urge to gag, he couldn't help retching twice, but he couldn't spit out anything, so he had to straighten up and walk towards the handsome tent in the distance.

When Ruan Mingfang opened the curtain and walked in, there were already several officers present, and Officer Medeno, who was the chief of staff, was standing in front of a large table with a glass lampstand on the table, and he only glanced at it and knew that this must be something made in Dongfang Port, and this kind of workmanship could not be done by any other. In the past, because of the large area and good shading effect, the tent was illuminated with candles everywhere, and more than ten candles were used up a day, which was not noticed in the past, but now after replacing the kerosene lamps made by these Chinese, only need to add a can of kerosene to the glass jar to continuously illuminate, and the light is large, the duration is long, and there is no common black smoke of oil lamps, compared with the two, the effect of candle lighting is obviously much worse.

The Medeno officer was leaning over the table at this time, discussing something with a few officers around him, Ruan Mingfang stepped forward and bowed to the officer, "Ruan Mingfang has arrived, please give an order." ”

The Medeno looked up at him, nodded slightly, and then continued to look at the map on the map table and asked, "How many of your reinforcements have come this time?" ”

Ruan Mingfang looked around left and right, the commanders of the two infantry battalions who came with him this time were not there, he hesitated for a moment and said, "We encountered a torrential rain on the way from Wenshan Port to here, which lasted for a day and a night......

"I don't care what happened to you on the road," said the maidno without looking up, pointing to the officers beside him on the map, "and tell me how many people are coming!" ”

"Yes!" Ruan Mingfang's face was a little unbearable, but he had to continue to report, "We will wait for a total of three infantry battalions, each battalion has one hundred and twenty people, a total of three hundred and sixty people!" ”

"Well," the Medeno nodded, turning to an officer next to him, "We still have three fully staffed infantry battalions, two artillery battalions, and more than a hundred soldiers who have been broken up, so we can probably make up a total of four supplementary battalions, isn't it?" ”

"Yes, sir!" The Annan officer hurriedly stood upright, "We still have a total of more than 500 infantry, and about 160 artillery pieces, and ten cannons. With the addition of 360 reinforcements, it is about the same size as before. ”

"Well," the chief of staff nodded, "it's only eight or nine hundred, it's still not as big as before, there were two artillery battalions before, and now there are no artillery, and when you fight, you can only use infantry to charge into battle, and the losses are much greater than when you have artillery." ”

"Report!" With a loud command, everyone in the tent looked up, and standing at the door of the tent was also an officer wearing the uniform of the new army of Annan, but the difference was that the officer's hands naturally drooped, standing there in a straight posture, giving people a feeling of being upright and loose. Seeing that everyone in the tent was looking over, he hurriedly turned his right hand up, leaning close to the right side of his head, palms together, and pointing his fingertips at his temple. "Sixteenth Infantry Battalion Commander Li Ke salutes you!"

Although this salute is not a new discipline promoted by the Medeno people, let alone an old-fashioned custom of Annan, there is an indescribable sense of solemnity when it is made by him in such a serious way. Officer Medeno nodded to him and said with a little appreciation, "Rick, good name, I heard that you are the favorite general specially appointed by General Russell!" ”

Li Ke hurriedly straightened his chest and raised his head to the officer and said loudly, "I am a soldier, a soldier who fought for Annan!" In the face of the north and south, it is natural to go all out, bow and die! ”

Having said this, the Medeno people sounded very comfortable, but the Annan officers present were all frowning, and they had just started to fight, so they put the word dead on their lips, how unlucky! But since the chief of staff did not speak, they were not easy to say, so they had to look at this "alternative" with frowns one by one.

Rick was a former Senate Foreign Legion non-commissioned officer who was promoted to captain in the line of fire during the last stabbing exercise with two dragoons, and since that bayonet confrontation, the attitude of the Medeno towards these former "Chinese" who came to take refuge has changed greatly, and many dragoons often come to their barracks to drink and chat with these former Foreign Legion officers and soldiers, and ask for some "unique skills" of the Chinese in the military. The soldiers of the world are the same, defeated by the other party, although they are not convinced, but they have a sense of respect, especially when the more contact with them, the more they feel that these Chinese are unfathomable. You must know that although these people are all in the Foreign Legion, they are cultivated as a regular army in the Senate military system, and the training cadres of the Senate military system do not hide their personal interests in the issue of military quality training and military theory teaching, and the consequence of this is that these escaped Foreign Legion officers and soldiers have the same quality as the Army, Navy and Air Force Foreign Legion in the Senate system, and even more seriously, some of them also carry a copy of the Senate Army Drill Code. This code of conduct was a treasure for the Meedano people, but there were many things in it that they could not understand, and it was inconvenient to experiment with the Medeno people, so they used these newly formed Annan infantry battalions as guinea pigs.

However, at present, the situation of the Xinbu Battalion, which is trained according to the new drill code, seems to be clear, and the seriousness of these defected Chinese soldiers when training the soldiers simply makes the Medeno instructors blush, and they not only get up and rest on time in strict accordance with the training habits in the Oriental Port, but also inherit the morning jog and so on. What made the Maidno people feel that the second monk was confused was that they actually had to teach the soldiers to read and write at night - fighting a war depends on courage and the skills in hand, and it can't fight with the eight poles of literacy?

The disparity between the mice soon became apparent, and after two weeks of serious training, they began to scratch their heads at the Medenor. Originally, according to the training method of the Medenor people, the soldiers ate two meals a day, and the meal did not start until eleven or twelve o'clock in the morning after waking up, and it was not until about seven o'clock in the evening. But as the soldiers began their morning run, the soldiers' food standards had to be raised, otherwise most of them would be too hungry to walk.

The logistical officer Maidno also discussed the cancellation of the morning run with several instructors here, but the defected instructors looked at them with wide eyes and told them what made them feel even more unbelievable - the Chinese not only run two kilometers in the morning, but also run another five kilometers after eating at noon and resting for an hour. In addition to this, there was at least one long-distance night march every week, and it was required to march about thirty kilometers at night. It seems that the current training standards are still shrinking, if it is really according to the training standards of the Chinese, then how to ensure the supply of food?

Russell also felt quite scratching his head, but after some thought, he finally made a decision, and trained according to the habits of these officers anyway, whether it was a mule or a horse, and he had to pull it out for a walk. Therefore, in view of the momentum of the Northern Army's southward movement this time, the Southern Army Command decided to conduct a blocking battle, so it decided to draw three out of the infantry battalion that was training at Wenshan Port and put them into the blocking battle to see the results. Moreover, one of the three infantry battalions is trained according to the old army training method, and the other two are trained according to the new training method, so that the gap between the two sides can be seen more obviously.

This is how Li Ke was sent, along the way, Ruan Mingfang always sneered at him, and secretly made no less stumbling blocks, but Li Ke was unmoved by him, in his heart, only the upcoming battle is the best way to reflect his ability, and it is useless to say anything else, right?