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"I want to attack Huazhou."
At the high-level military meeting that Fang Xing was not qualified to attend, Zhang Fu firmly put forward his views.
But Mu Sheng had some different opinions on this. He believed that the terrain in Huazhou was difficult and not conducive to the attacker.
The two chief officers were communicating, and the other melon-eaters expressed their boredom.
"Hey! The gang that arrived yesterday came out?"
It was also in the corner, but the Qianhu Station in Jubaoshan went out for exercise before dawn, startling two sergeants who had just woken up to pee.
In the dark night, a sharp whistle sounded, and soon, a dark group of people, all neatly dressed, stood in front of the camp.
Fang Xing suppressed the desire to yawn and said to the silent sergeants: "I don't care what the higher-ups think, but we at Jubaoshan Thousand Households must maintain our combat effectiveness and be prepared for any disaster!"
"Set off!"
"turn right!"
"Take a short run!"
A hint of purple appeared on the horizon, and the sound of neat footsteps made the sergeant on patrol couldn't help but turn his head and glance.
In the darkness, the soldiers lined up neatly and trotted silently. The team of more than a thousand people felt like a whole.
"Hiss!"
Where is this team from? Don¡¯t you know that military training must follow the unified arrangements from above?
The patrolman wanted to go up and stop him, but when he reached the edge, he saw that the sergeants were all looking at him intently, as if they had not seen him.
A sense of chill made the patrolman's legs weak.
When the team arrived at the gate of the camp, the sentry who wanted to stop him was also shocked by the silent aura. After the team ran out, he quickly went to find Shangguan.
Zhang Fu has been in the army for a long time and has a relatively regular schedule.
After washing, Zhang Fu went out with his sword. As soon as he stood still, he saw Qianhu, who was on duty last night, rushing over.
"My lord, someone rushed out of the camp!"
Zhang Fu¡¯s eyebrows twitched, and he slowly wiped his sword and asked, ¡°Which one is it?¡±
Is this a sign of murder?
Qianhu swallowed a mouthful of saliva and said with difficulty: "It's the Qianhu Institute in Jubaoshan that just arrived yesterday."
The sword was shining brightly, but the hand had stopped.
"What are they going to do?"
The team officer thought of the silent team and said with some self-deprecation: "They left the camp and ran around the edge."
Mu Sheng also came. He moved his hands and feet. After asking about the situation, he smiled and said, "Wen Bi, let's go take a look first."
This drill sergeant was originally arranged by the camp, and no team would take the initiative to do additional training, so Fang Xing's unit suddenly became a different kind.
The sky was getting brighter, and the voices of those yelling at the sergeants could be heard in the camp, but near the fence, there was silence at this time.
The sergeants who got up didn't even bother to wash up. They were all standing by the fence, looking at the team bathed in the morning sun.
Zhang Fu came with several generals. When the sergeants saw it, they hurried to the side and left the best position to them.
The sunshine in Jiaozhi shone on the edge of the camp, and in the steaming mist, a group of soldiers lined up in neat formation ran over.
"One two one, one two one, one, two, three, four!"
"one two three four!"
The neat sound made the onlookers change their expressions, but then the footsteps got closer and closer, making people's hearts seem to be beating with this rhythm.
"Puff puff¡¡"
Thousands of people were running in a rhythm, and the sound was really terrifying.
Mu Sheng looked at this scene and said with some envy: "Wen Bi, your brother-in-law is so secretive!"
Zhang Fu just said calmly: "It's just talk on paper, the strongest force is the one who needs real swords and guns."
As they were talking, this group of people had already run into the camp, and their pace changed to walking in unison.
¡°Bah, bah, bah!¡±
There was no difference in the clothes on their bodies, but the faces of the sergeants who were soaked through were all indifferent. It was obvious that this kind of training was commonplace for them.
Driving into his camp without squinting, Fang Xing said to Xin Laoqi: "The temperature here is quite high. From now on, we will all be topless for training. This way we can wash clothes less often."
Xin Laoqi nodded and said: "Master, I think it's more convenient to just practice in underwear."
Several earth stoves are already steaming hot. Today¡¯s breakfast is big steamed buns with pickles, and a bowl of broth for each person.
Fang Xing also went to get one. After finishing his meal, he heard a messenger shouting outside.
"Today is the hour, the whole army is performing martial arts!"
Fang Xing put down the bowl, looked at the time, and said to Xin Laoqi who was squatting next to him: "It's still early, there's still more than half an hour left, let the brothers study first."
So while everyone else was hurrying to have breakfast, the sound of reading could be heard in Fang Xing¡¯s camp.
Several sergeants who were watching outside with breakfast said enviously: "They also teach reading!"
Soon, the reading sound disappeared, and a more rhythmic voice came.
"One one gets one, one two gets two"
"What's this?"
The few spectators found it boring and hurried back with their wooden bowls. They would be dressed up soon!
A servant was leading everyone to recite the multiplication formula while Fang Xing watched from the side.
After reciting, the sergeants dispersed, but when everyone saw Fang Xing next to them, their eyes showed gratitude.
Which army these days will teach you literacy and arithmetic?
"And once an ordinary sergeant fails to meet the requirements of the military, the outcome will probably not be good.
After retiring, he returned to his hometown when he was old and frail. There was no other way out except farming.
But Fang Xing taught the soldiers to study, which gave them hope for life after leaving the army.
In the Chinese military tent, Zhang Fu had just finished breakfast and was discussing today's military training with Mu Sheng.
At this time, Zhang Fu's personal soldiers came in. He leaned over and said, "My lord, I will teach you literacy at the Thousand Households in Jubao Mountain."
"oh!"
This time, even Zhang Fu, who had the demeanor of a general, was a little surprised. He and Mu Sheng looked at each other, and finally smiled bitterly at each other.
This army is too weird!
Mu Sheng stood up, raised his eyebrows and said, "They are thousands of people with firearms. I also have a few similar ones there. Let's do this. I will transfer people over later and we will practice together to see how they are doing."
Zhang Fu acquiesced to this opinion. He also wanted to know the details of his brother-in-law so that he could be deployed on the battlefield.
At that time, all the soldiers except the patrol sentry came out.
Once there are tens of thousands of people, it is boundless.
Zhang Fu stood on the general stage. When he saw that the time had come, he nodded, and then the flag officer waved the flag.
"Tiger! Tiger! Tiger!"
Amidst the shouts, each battalion began to drill.
Mu Sheng¡¯s firearms camp has been in the southwest for a long time, and it has fought many times with the natives, so after seeing the few people under Fang Xing¡¯s command, he started practicing a little carelessly.
At this time, the Ming army's firecracker was like a pipe, thin at the front and thick at the back. There are copper and iron pipes, and there are no aiming devices.
The training of these firearms battalions is to simulate charging, reloading, and formation changes. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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