"Stand up—take a break—all have—sit down!"

The northwest wind was blowing, but none of the thirty-eight people were cold, and none of them expressed surprise or confusion at Li*'s too unusual and advanced command, and each of them sat down on their knees with a uniform movement that was unique in this era. With your hips on the ground, your calves crossed over each other, your waist straight and your hands firmly on your knees, it's a standard modern Chinese military sitting position. Except for the slightly different clothes on their bodies and the hats on their heads, these soldiers already have a little bit of the temperament of a modern army in spirit and temperament.

The first item in the queue training plan developed by Lee* is to call for "uniformity". This kind of subject, which was not strictly required in the ancient army, was the most direct means of cultivating the soldier's temperament in Li*'s view. Only the soldiers who pursue neatness and consistency in action can take the initiative to consciously use collective discipline and standards to strictly demand themselves in the future, only the neat formation and consistent movements can make the recruits have the courage to fight against the enemy on the battlefield, and only by letting this concept of consistency and synchronization with the collective penetrate into the bone marrow of the soldiers and become an instinct of theirs, can we ensure that these soldiers will not face the enemy and turn around and run away on the battlefield in the future.

It takes courage to face a fierce enemy, but it also takes courage to turn around and flee from a queue of neat steps.

Platoon training is not the superficial training of soldiers, but the psychological quality of soldiers.

Of course, training these is not enough......

"From today onwards, I will begin to explain to you - what is the army! What a military man! ”

"Before I start explaining, let me ask you a question, and if you answer correctly, he can eat one more loaf and two pickles for dinner today......"

"What do you mean by rank? Who can answer? ”

"Report—"

It's Liang Xuan again, since he got used to Li*'s new rules about reporting, this guy has shouted reports more times alone than the other thirty people combined.

"Liang Xuan—"

Liang Xuan stood up from the queue very neatly: "The military rank is the rank, that is, the upper and lower, and the military rank in the army is like the rank in the imperial court, showing the size of the official position, the level of the rank, the order of orders and official documents, the answer!" ”

Lee* nodded with great satisfaction, waved his hand and ordered, "Answer correctly, sit down!" ”

Then, he added with a stiff face: "Don't save the cake for the evening to eat, if you don't talk about it, it will cause the sentry to mistake it for a rat-"

There was a burst of laughter from the crowd.

Li * also smiled, and then said with a straight face: "Since the Tang Dynasty Zhenguan and Yonghui, the military ranks of our Central Plains army have been using the nine-grade and twenty-nine grade system, and the military rank of this team is the lieutenant of the accompaniment, which is the twenty-ninth rank and the smallest of the military ranks——"

He walked slowly as he spoke, but suddenly stopped: "But what I'm going to talk about today is not about military ranks—"

"Military ranks, just tangible ranks, in the army, except for military ranks. There are many invisible hierarchies—"

He walked to the front of the line, stood upright, and shouted at his throat: "Today I will tell you about one of the simplest and most complicated but most important hierarchical concepts in the army!" ”

He glanced at his soldiers and said loudly, "That's - veterans and recruits!" ”

When many of the original members of Team C heard this, they unconsciously straightened up and proudly glanced at the rogue militiamen who had joined Team C for less than a month.

Obviously, these old men of Team C think that the veterans mentioned by Lee* are referring to them.

Li * secretly sneered in his heart, ignored them, and said straightforwardly: "To put it simply, it is because in the army, only this hierarchy concept has the least level, only two levels, and it will definitely not be mistaken......"

“…… Speaking of complexity, it is because there are many differences between these two levels, which cannot be measured by the size of the military rank, cannot be compared with the high ground of the position, and cannot even be quantified concretely. But—"

A difference is a difference, whether you want it or not, no matter what you think, as long as the difference still exists, you can't overcome it. No matter how big an officer you are, no matter how many armies you command, as long as you haven't crossed the difference, you're still a recruit. ”

"I know that many of you have already called themselves veterans...... Well, I'll admit that you're veterans, but I'm going to give you two more words – oil...... You-yes-veteran oil! ”

There was another burst of laughter in the team, and the most cheerful laughs were the new soldiers, and Li * grinned at them.

"It's not that easy to become a veteran!"

"First of all, you need to understand what the difference is between a new soldier and a veteran! Then you will be able to figure out how to become a veteran! ”

Lee* gasped: "What is a veteran?" What is a recruit? ”

"Veterans don't complain that the training is too hard, they just complain that the intensity is not enough!"

"Veterans don't always look at who is inferior to me, they will only see that so-and-so is better than me!"

"The veterans don't pee their pants when they hear the cries of the enemy, they just ask why the bunnies don't come up to die yet-"

"Veterans don't pout in the face of the enemy's rain of arrows, they just silently look at these feathered arrows to judge their speed, strength, and flight trajectory......"

"They don't turn around and run back when the enemy starts to charge, they just excitedly pick up their weapons and rush up to engage in a white-knuckle fight with the enemy—"

"Veterans don't throw up their hands and surrender when they are surrounded by enemies, they just shout at the enemy - fuck off!"

"Veterans don't see their weapons as a burden, they only see them as flesh-and-blood comrades, comrades who kill the enemy side by side!"

"Veterans don't take their enemies for evil spirits, they just stare at their chests and count their ribs—"

"Veterans don't care if their armor is hard enough, they only care if their weapons are sharp enough!"

"Veterans don't pick up what the enemy has left behind when they're running away, they'll just catch up with them and give him a slap in the back!"

“…… Veterans won't ...... They'll just ......"

Seeing that the soldiers sitting underground listening to the lecture were getting more and more dumbfounded, Li * smiled with satisfaction: "This is the difference between veterans and recruits, is it simple?" ”

No one answered.

Li* nodded: "yes, it's super complicated." To go from a recruit to a veteran, you think that you can become a veteran by running a few laps a day, doing a few push-ups, doing assassination exercises with a sharpened stick, and stabbing at a straw man? I'm telling you, it's still a long way off—"

He smiled again: "As I just said, veterans and recruits, although very simple and complex at the same time, are the most important hierarchical concepts in the army-"

"Why?"

"I tell you, because a veteran doesn't easily lose his life on the battlefield—"

"In every battle, in every war, it is always the recruits who suffer the heaviest casualties, because the recruits will be scared and will forget what they should do and what to do at that fateful moment; And the veteran definitely won't! ”

"Recruits like to turn and run away, handing over their unsuspecting backs to the enemy to chop and stab, and veterans, even when they are retreating, retreat backwards in front of the enemy, because they don't want to put their lives in the hands of the enemy—"

"In war, the difference between a veteran and a recruit—is the difference between life and death—"

Slowly, but very seriously, Li explained word by word to the soldiers who had just been trained under him for less than two months.

"Report—"

There is no suspense, it is still Liang Xuan.

"Speak—"

"May I ask the team officer, how do you become a veteran?"

Li * stared at him silently for a long time, and a faint smile appeared on his lips: "...... It's simple, kill an enemy in front of both armies and bring his head back......"

……

Riding slowly out of Chang'an on a horse, Zhe Congruan obviously felt that he was old......

If in the past, such a march, Zhi Congruan said that he would also walk with the soldiers.

This is the tradition of the Fuzhou family, a long-distance march, unless the battle is needed, the master and slave generals and other children with the surname of the fold must dismount and walk. Only by moving forward step by step with the soldiers can the soldiers of the Zhijia Army feel the existence of the Zhijia Army and grasp the military situation anytime and anywhere. A soldier is a human being, he will be hungry, he will be thirsty, he will be tired, he will feel hopeless.

When the soldiers felt hungry during the march, they would see the generals of the Zhi family and the children of the Zhi family walking in the queue, and their bellies were also ringing.

When the soldiers felt thirsty during the march, they would see the generals and children of the Zhi family walking in the procession, their lips equally dry and their voices equally hoarse.

When the soldiers felt exhausted and felt that they were about to fall, they would see that the generals of the Zhi family and the children of the Zhi family were walking in the queue, they were marching one by one, and they were carrying the weapons and bags of three or four people.

When the soldiers felt hopeless and demoralized during the march, they would see the generals of the Zhi family, the children of the Zhi family walking in the queue, they were singing vulgar and even erotic lyrics, they were happily telling about what they had seen in previous battles, and they were making fun of the Khitans as if they were really vulnerable.

This is the tradition of the Zhejia army, and the Fuzhou Zhejia army relied on this tradition to survive tenaciously in the gap between the warlords of the feudal towns and the powerful Khitan.

With a land of one state, a population of less than 10,000 households, perennial against the brave and strong Khitan nation that comes and goes like the wind, never retreats in the past 50 years, has never compromised in the past 50 years, the enemy comes once, and fights once, even if the world surrenders to the Khitan, the family does not surrender. Yelu Deguang can defeat the heroes of the world and enter the Central Plains, but he can't defeat the Zhejia, and he can't enter Fuzhou. The prestige of the Zhejia Army was forged in these battles of blood and fire.

The east of Fuzhou is the Khitan, the southwest is the party, the land of Fuzhou is only more than 100 li, and the people are only 30,000 or 40,000, which is the land of this projectile, which makes the most powerful cavalry today daunting - but if the family survives one person, Fuzhou will not die.

Zhe Congruan entered Tongguan this time and brought 3,000 Zhe soldiers.

This is already half of the garrison force in Fuzhou.

Before entering the Central Plains, Zhe Congruan also hesitated and took away so many troops, can his son still hold Fuzhou?

He was immediately relieved that many years ago, when his father died of illness, he had the same question when he was only 20 years old.

At that time, the total population of Fuzhou was less than 10,000, and in his own hands, only 200 of the Jiajia soldiers were still holding wooden sticks.

Today, however, Fuzhou is becoming more prosperous, its population has tripled or quadrupled, and it has 6,000 strong soldiers, which are 6,000 people who have been hardened on the battlefield for a long time and are accustomed to seeing blood and death.

His son Zhe Deyan is 34 years old this year, and since the battle with the Li family in the third year of Changxing, he has 18 years of military experience, and has experienced more than 100 battles.

If he still can't keep his homeland, Zhi Congruan chuckled, then the name of Fuzhou Zhejia can also be completely erased with his death.

He deeply felt his aging, and this time he entered the customs, he could no longer walk all the way and laugh with the soldiers as he did when he was young, and even after camping at night, he felt extremely tired when he walked around the camp.

People don't rely on their muscles and bones for their ability, and Zhe Congruan is already 60 years old this year.

It's a whole Jiazi......

He has witnessed the demise of what was once the largest empire in the world, he has witnessed the rise and fall of one dynasty after another, he has witnessed the occupation of sixteen states and counties left by the ancestors of the Han nation to their children and grandchildren, and he has witnessed the tragedy of cannibalism in the same room being staged again and again......

Huang Chao, Zhu Wen, Li Congke, Shi Jingjiao, Liu Zhiyuan, one after another once indispensable overlords have come and gone, and the land of the Central Plains has already changed for a long time.

However, Fuzhou is still Fuzhou, and it is still from Ruan.

Hurried footsteps sounded, and a middle-aged man in armor caught up from behind.

It was his son Zhe Deyuan, who was ordered to serve as the commander of the three towns under his control.

"What about the people sent by Saburo?" Zhe Congruan smiled and asked softly.

"The son sent him away-" Zhi Deyuan was a little discouraged, he didn't say half a sentence when he caught up, his father already knew everything, this old man, shrewd all his life, and now that he is in his old age, he still understands so well.

"Anyway, if there is any bad news on San Lang's side, it is that Fuzhou has been lost, and it is not a big deal......" Zhi Cong Ruan Mi sewed his eyes, sat on the horse and said lazily.

Zhi Deyuan didn't think that the joke his father said was funny at all, so he didn't have a smile on his face: "The third brother's letter said that there was an accident in Linzhou, and Yang Huoshan sent someone to send a letter, and he respected the Liu family in Taiyuan. The Liu family summoned Chonggui to the court as a defense commander, and when the letter came, Chonggui should have already left...... Yang Huoshan reminded the third brother that Taiyuan seems to have a tendency to merge with the Khitan, and if it comes true, he is afraid that there will be a big move next year, and he wants the third brother to make some preparations in advance......"

Zhi Congruan listened silently, without the slightest hint of surprise, just sighed lightly and said lightly: "...... It's also difficult, every family has a scripture that is difficult to read......"

After a moment of silence, the old man asked softly, "Niu'er......"

Zhi Deyuan seemed to expect the old man to ask this question, and hurriedly replied: "Niu'er also went to Jinyang with Chonggui, Yang Huoshan reassured the third brother that it would be fine!" ”

Zhi Congruan nodded: "Since he said it's okay, it's really okay......"

Zhi Deyuan said again: "The housekeeper sent by Li Bin in Yanzhou is still following the march, I think he is really hard to follow, whether it is successful or not, my father will give him a reply!" ”

Folded from Ruan's eyes flashed, and asked, "What do you think of this matter?" ”

Zhi Deyuan said: "If Yanzhou can be tougher, it will be able to contain part of the party's troops, if the Khitan and Taiyuan sides really want to mess with us next year, if the party also goes to make trouble for the third brother, it will be a ......trouble after all."

Zhi Congruan snorted coldly: "Hmph, with my old man in Guanzhong, I don't believe that he Li Yiyin dared to go to Fuzhou to fight the autumn wind regardless of Yinxia." If he really dared to make a mistake, the old man would not be polite to him, and burned his Xiazhou nest first! ”

Zhi Deyuan smiled bitterly and replied, "Yes!" ”

Zhi Congruan thought about it again and asked, "How many pieces of infantry armor are left from the Bianliang Shaofu this time, except for the part that was transported back to Fuzhou?" ”

Zhi Deyuan said: "Eight hundred and thirteen pieces, all of them are on the cart behind. ”

Zhecong Ruan Jing pondered for a moment, and said slowly: "Set up camp tonight, you count out fifty pieces, and hand them over to the people sent by Li Bin to bring back!" ”

Zhi Deyuan answered, and seeing that Zhi Congruan didn't say anything else, he turned around and returned to the team.

Zhe Congruan rode all the way west on his horse, but his two eyes did not blink and looked at the north, and for a while, the old man shook his head self-deprecatingly: "Those bear soldiers of the Gao family...... What can we hope for...... Looks like I'm really old......"