Wu Ji's tone was not high, nor was he stern, but when the Returning Army heard it in his ears, it was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and no one dared to laugh, nor could he laugh. If it was so funny in normal times, they would definitely laugh out loud, but at the moment, they would never have the idea of being funny.

"Commander Wu Du, the little one is wrong, it's wrong!" Li Mingchu's head hung down, cautious, and a little frightened, and he didn't even dare to look at Wu Ji.

Wu Ji's prestige in the Converts Army was unparalleled. His prestige is not based on high pressure, not on the backstage, but on the basis of real work, with talent, with the accumulation of military exploits. Following Wu Ji, there will be a bright future, and Li Mingchu is convinced of this.

"What are you doing wrong? You've grown so much that you can count bird feathers, what a skill! There are so many of us, who has ever counted the feathers of a bird? And he that counted the feathers of the birds stood up and rewarded him with fifty taels of silver. Wu Ji looked at the Returning Army, his eyes were soft, and he didn't have any sharp energy, but the Returning Army looked at it in his eyes, as if it was a sharp sword cutting his heart, and no one dared to speak.

"Li Mingchu, have you seen it? No one has ever done such a thing, but you have done it, you can endure it, and you have good skills. Wu Ji looked at Li Mingchu.

Li Mingchu's head hung down, although he didn't look at Wu Ji, his feeling was that Wu Ji's gaze turned into a sharp sword, stabbing at him fiercely, and he snorted: "Commander Wu Du, the little one is really wrong!" Really wrong! Don't dare anymore. ”

The voice was very low, just like a schoolboy who had made a mistake and didn't dare to come out when he saw his teacher.

"Look up." Wu Ji's tone was still steady.

Li Mingchu was very reluctant, but he didn't dare not raise his head, his face was shocked, and he pursed his lips tightly, for fear of making a little noise.

"Li Mingchu, tell me, what words do you write?" Wu Ji stared at Li Mingchu and asked loudly.

"Go back to Wudu to command, and the little one will write his name."

"What else?"

"The little ones can also write money."

"Anything else?"

"The little ones can also write gold and silver."

"Say it again."

"Pearls and silk can be written."

"Anything else?"

"No, I won't write."

"Can Liaogou write?"

"I can't write, I know. Even if the Liao dog is dressed up, it is still a Liao dog, four-legged, and barking. ”

Wu Ji looked at Li Mingchu, paced around him, and said, "I want you to read and write, not to harm you, it will only benefit you." You must know that a person who cannot read and write, no matter how well he fights, even if he can catch up with Di Qing, he is still fighting blindly. ”

Di Qing is illiterate, but he is a natural general, but there are too few such people.

"The Converts are capable of fighting and have strong combat power, but we can't be satisfied with that. We are just getting started, and we still have a long way to go. It won't be long before you will take on a great responsibility, and by that time, you will not be able to read and write, and you will not get a death when you get a military order and read it upside down? Wu Ji then counted down.

"Haha!" Wu Ji's words were a little funny, and the Returning Army finally laughed.

As Wu Ji said, the combat power of the Conversion Army is strong, but it has just started. It is conceivable that in the near future, if the Song Dynasty were to form a new army in large numbers, these soldiers of the Converts would have a heavy responsibility, and they would be responsible for training the army. Some may even become the commander of an army, and at that time, if they are illiterate, there is a real possibility that something big will happen.

"I know you only like to fight and kill, and you don't like to read. However, in order to become an elite convert, you must not only fight well, but also read and write. Wu Ji glanced at the Returning Army, his voice turned higher, and said: "You can only fight, and those who are illiterate don't want the Returning Army." Those who can only read and write, and who cannot fight, do not want the converts. The converts want people who can fight and read! If you can't, get out of here. Is there anyone going to roll? ”

The last sentence was like thunder, so that people's ear drums buzzed, and the converts heard it in their ears and replied loudly: "No! ”

"It's good if you don't have it." Wu Ji nodded and said, "I'll give you three months to meet Mr.'s requirements." If you can't answer, whether it's the commander or the head, get out. ”

"Ahh This is an old life, and the Returning Army only feels that it is more difficult than going to Dao Mountain, but they know Wu Ji's personality very well, they can say it, they can do it, and if they want you to get out, it will definitely be out.

"Reading and literacy, is it difficult to beat Liao dogs?" Wu Ji shouted again.

"Nope!" The returning army replied loudly, but he muttered secretly in his heart: "Commander Wu Du, you are asking for your own life, reading and literacy, it must be more difficult than killing Liao dogs!" It's much harder! ”

"The time is only three months, and if you don't want to roll, you have to work harder. Don't let me drive you away when the time comes! After Wu Ji finished speaking, he strode away, ignoring the bitter gourd face of the Returning Faith Army.

"Do we really want to learn?" As soon as Wu Ji left, the returning army muttered, and all of them looked embarrassed.

"Shut up! Learn! Learn! Learn from the dead! Li Mingchu gritted his teeth, almost popping out from between his teeth: "If it weren't for Wu Du's command, I would have died a long time ago, and what Wu Du explained would have been completed even if he died!" Please, sir! ”

From this day on, the Converts were much more honest and honestly read and write. Of course, reading and literacy is only done in addition to training, and it is done every night for two hours.

If you are willing to cut your body, Huang Yanjing can pull off the horse, as long as you have a heart, there is nothing that cannot be done. Li Mingchu and they were determined to read and write, and they made rapid progress, and this gentleman was very surprised.

The reason why Wu Ji wanted to do this was because he thought that there is an army in modern times, and he was born with mud legs, but he can sit on the country. Why? It's that they dare to learn. In order to study, they can write on their knees and read under the covers.

The degree of illiteracy of the converted army far exceeded that of that army, and without putting pressure on them, it was impossible to read and write, let alone improve their combat effectiveness. It is very difficult for an army without culture to progress.

Wu Ji could have taught them a lesson in person, and he could have taught them a lot of things. First, Li Mingchu and they have no skills, everything has to start from scratch, and Wu Ji doesn't need to teach them at the moment. The second is that Wu Ji is too busy and has a lot to do.

No, Wu Jizheng, Huangfu Song, and Qi Dabao were drafting a training textbook for the Returned Army, summing up the gains and losses of the Returned Army, and striving to improve the tactics of the Returned Army.

The success of the robbery of the New Year's coins is certainly gratifying, but it has also exposed many problems that need to be solved urgently. The Converts Army is only in its infancy, and it will take a long time for it to truly form a system, and there will still be many battles to be fought, and it will not be completed in a matter of moments.

"If only Lord Zheng were here!" Huangfu Song held the pen and had a headache.

After successfully robbing the New Year's coins and returning to the faith, Mrs. Zheng went to work elsewhere. If he is here, this kind of writing will be left to him. Speaking of this, Wu Ji is not so good, and he really misses Mrs. Zheng.

"Brother Ji, the king is here!" Just when the three of them sighed, Wu Jian hurriedly came in and reported to Wu Ji.

"The king's secret?" Wu Ji hurriedly put down the pen in his hand, stood up, and went out to greet him: "What is he doing?" It's probably not a good thing. ”

"What else could be done? Of course, they came to praise us. Huangfu Song and Qi Dabao raised their heads, straightened their chests, and were full of spirit: "We are pressing the leather room army to fight, this is the first time in hundreds of years, or we can't alarm the king's privy." ”

"Who's saying bad things about me behind my back?" A thunderous voice sounded, roaring: "I don't want to live anymore!" ”

I saw a sturdy man striding over, dignified and majestic, who else could there be if it wasn't Wang Shao? Wang Shao's pair of tiger eyes shot out, swept over Wu Ji and the three of them, and the corners of his mouth curled: "Commander Wu Du, whoever says bad things about me, tell me, I will punish him!" As he spoke, he rolled up his sleeves and put on a look that he really wanted to cure people's sins.

"Wang Shumi, I know that you are majestic, don't be majestic enough to come to our conversion army." Wu Ji looked at him, full of joy, where was he angry.

"Hey, hey! The one who knows me is none other than Brother Wu. Wang Shao strode over, patted Wu Ji on the shoulder, and praised: "Brother Wu, your body is much stronger." In the past, if I took a shot, you would have fallen apart, but now it's okay, I'll shoot a few more. ”

"You don't come!" Wu Ji flashed and stepped aside: "If you have something to say, please do nothing, convert to a small place, and there is no room for you, a great Bodhisattva." ”

"Brother Wu, you are really, there is no end to the friendship of landlords." Wang Shaozhi rolled his eyes: "I heard that you have made a fortune, and you are here to share a piece of the pie, you can't eat alone." ”

Don't look at Wang Shaowei's fame, and he is also a guy who can't afford to be profitable, Wu Ji had expected it a long time ago, and cleared it up: "You don't have to be hearsay." Where I have become rich, it is also the work of your king's privy counsellor. ”

"Well, you don't admit it. Look at what it is? Wang Shao took out the holy decree from his sleeve, shook it in his hand, and said, "Now, look at what you have to say." Hum! Hum! ”

"Divine decree?" Wu Ji never expected that Song Shenzong's holy decree would come so quickly.

"Brother Wu, we two brothers, regardless of each other, what's yours is mine, mine's is yours, you give me five thousand war horses." Wang Shao put his arm around Wu Ji's shoulders, making affection tightly, and everyone understood the meaning of his words.

"Nope! How can I have a war horse! By the way, Wang Shumi, can you send me a thousand war horses? I really don't have enough. "Wu Ji will suffer.

"Okay, Brother Wu, you still have my idea. I'll tell you, if you don't give me a war horse, you won't want this soldier. "Wang Shu is a little mysterious.

"Bing? Where did the soldiers come from? Wu Ji was surprised.

"See for yourself, I won't declare it." Wang Shao stuffed the holy decree into Wu Ji's hands.

Wu Ji unfolded the holy decree, Huangfu Song and Qi Dabao came over, and the three of them looked at it and couldn't help but be surprised: "We have 5,000 converts to the army?" ”

"Come with me!" Wang Shao pulled Wu Ji as soon as he pulled him, and he pulled him out of the house, only to see two thousand five hundred Song soldiers standing outside, all of them were extremely strong, with a fierce spirit and an unusually sharp edge. Speaking of this sharp strength alone, it may be inferior to the leather room army of the Liao State, but it is not much worse.

"What a soldier!" Wu Ji's eyes lit up, and Huangfu Song and Qi Dabao were already amazed.

"Nonsense! They are all the elites who went with me to fight in Xihe, and everyone killed more than three enemies, can it be bad? Wang Shu's head was raised, his chest was straight, and he was very proud: "The elites who went with me to Xihe are all here, and they are all handed over to you." However, Brother Wu, I have to warn you, they are not good at stubble, it depends on whether you can hold it down. ”

Wu Ji looked at him, and saw that these soldiers were also looking at him, all of them with contempt and dissatisfaction.

(To be continued)