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The fat man has been worrying about the training of new recruits lately, and the situation of the Samorian army in the Battle of Sambuga Hills is not optimistic

Before he gave the order to retreat, there was a big rout in the camp at the front,

If it weren't for the dense triangular iron thorns at the gate of the camp, blocking the Golden Fleece knight who was chasing after him

The Knights of the Golden Fleece took advantage of the opportunity of these routs to break up their own formation, and used their sharp bayonet guns to tear through the defenses of Samar and pierce the weak Samar infantry positions

Later, it was found that most of the soldiers in this scattered camp were recruits recruited from refugees during the winter.

This rout exposed the weakness of the Samorian army,

The fat man felt that his army was like a sandwich meal, with one layer of veterans from Falcon Territory and one layer of recruits who had no will to fight

The fat man knows that there is a psychology called the cluster effect, and the content of this effect is roughly as follows: when most people are doing one thing at the same time, the remaining few people will also do it, such as running away, such as routing.

Countless armies in history have collapsed before they collide with the enemy.

If this fault line problem is not resolved, the Samar army will always be just a soft commodity with a strong foreign force and a dry middle

The fat man complained about this problem to the three regiment commanders under his command, asking them to strengthen the discipline training of the recruits in their own troops

But this issue did not attract the attention of Caesar Solon and others,

In their eyes, these soldiers recruited from the peasants were already excellent, or at least they dared to stand at the front of the queue, and not hide at the back of the line.

"They're already very good!, even the regular army of the kingdom will flee in the face of the charge of the hoplites, do you still want them to use the fragile spears in their hands to fight against the oncoming iron cavalry?"

Lidakus, the newly appointed captain of the Samore Independent Knights, tilted his mouth disapplausively

As an important part of the agreement between Samore and the Lida family, Lidarchus served as a hundred knight commanders sent by the Lida family to fulfill their employment obligations

The fat man naturally gave him a decent rank, the captain of the independent knight brigade,

This military rank is the same as the Kuomintang feudal bandit commander so-and-so, very good-sounding, very useless,

To put it bluntly, he is a bare-bones commander, which of course does not satisfy Lidarchus, who wants to show his strength

The status of the heir of the Lida family allows Lidakus to satisfy the sincere bond between Samore and the Lida family, and his transcendent status makes him eligible to participate in this meeting at the head level.

"Starting tomorrow, all recruit training must be commanded!"

The fat man looked at Caesar Zoro and the others below, and suddenly thought of a crooked trick in his mind, didn't he shout the password when he saw the training of the troops before, Lao Tzu also shouted, first cultivate the consciousness of the soldiers to obey orders

But when the time came to start training, the captains of these armies insisted on not shouting orders, believing it to be a humiliating clown behavior

Under this trend of thinking, many soldiers were very resistant to this method, believing that they were human beings and not animals, and that they could not be called around like animals

Now the fat man doesn't do it, these captains actually know a few simple passwords, and the reason why they don't shout passwords is to show that style.

The fat man finally became ruthless, and brought all the squadron commanders of the whole army to a meeting, and all the weapons were confiscated.

Then the guards blocked the gate, and the bright swords in their hands were chilling, and no one could guess what medicine was being sold in the gourd of their legion.

The fat man stood on the stage and looked at the frightened squadron leaders below, turned to the guards who were guarding the door and shouted

"Today, everyone gave me the command to practice at the headquarters for three days, whoever shouted the loudest, I will reward 100 gold coins, and the one who shouted the most boring, I will let his squadron be the first to touch the opponent's heavy cavalry next time!"

The fat man's voice paused, and he said almost word for word

"If you find someone who doesn't make a noise, you will immediately drag him out and cut off his head! confiscate all his land!"

The squadron leaders below shuddered, and no one dared to jump out again.

Watching the recruits begin to step under the commands of the captains, the fat man always breathed a sigh of relief, and now he felt that he really deserved to take a good rest.

In the next few days, the fat man locked himself in his room, declaring to the public that he needed to think carefully about the direction of the future construction of the army.

In the past few days, the fat man has been thinking about the construction of the army when he has not slept (of course, there is not a lot of time for this),

He recalled all he had learned, and was surprised to find that although it was probably the most theoretically knowledgeable person in the world,

But there are very few that can really be put into practice. Come to think of it, the knowledge about ZHA medicine and steelmaking in chemistry may come in handy.

The fat man knows that the molecular formula of * is**,

Unfortunately, he didn't know how to get toluene or how to add nitro.

And the fat man's teacher said that this thing is very unstable, and you need to add something else to make it stable.

Nobel has been studying this all his life (Nobel is studying **, not *, I don't know if the fat man remembered it wrongly, or if his teacher said it wrong),

I am probably inferior to Nobel in zha medicine, and I don't have a lifetime to study it, so it seems that I have to hand it over to future people to invent it.

Fortunately, I still remember another method of making ZHA medicine, which can be obtained by reacting cotton in nitric acid, which should seem very simple and should be fine.

But the fat man sadly found that the world didn't seem to find nitric acid, but there was something more explosive.

Crude oil, the gift of the black devil,

The fat man feels that it is not bad to be able to use this thing as a burst bomb and still go out, and the effect of flame and broken iron should not be bad

"Well, that's it"

The fat man put down the brush in his hand, and a small oval cylinder filled the figure on the sandpaper

Regarding how to develop industry in the future, the fat man has come up with a lot of good ideas.

Looking at the several plans he listed on the coarse sandpaper, the fat man suddenly found that the inspiration for these industrial constructions came from the news media's exposure of counterfeit and shoddy production.

For example, soil steelmaking, soil oil refining, small coal kilns and so on.

At this time, the fat man really couldn't cry or laugh, and it was indeed impossible to understand the construction and production process of the big factory with his experience.

It's easy to understand and quick to build.

The plan is made, but the fat man is not very sure what the effect is.

After all, I don't know what kind of craftsmen and tools I can find.

As the fat man expected, the first problem encountered in building a crude oil bomb is the worker, the blacksmith is easy to find, and Jerbo has it,

Although they were not very familiar with the iron shell of the crude oil bomb, they all said that it was not a difficult technique, and they would just try a few more times.

The fat man first invited two old craftsmen who are good at using to make iron shells, and the craftsmanship of these two old craftsmen is really good, and the thin iron sheets evenly make the fat man feel like he was flattened with a steam engine

As a result, the fat man has more confidence in the abilities of the working people.

But the fat man doesn't know where to find the fuze talent needed to make crude oil bombs.

If you don't have a fuse, you can't hit someone with an iron shell filled with crude oil.

The fat man came to Lidarchus to see what good ideas the heir of the veteran military industrial family had in mind

Listening to the fat man explain his thoughts several times, Lidarchus understood a little, looked at the fat man's eyes a little green, and finally said to the fat man with a twist

"My lord, the thing you want can't be a fire for alchemists!"

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