When changing the practice of the Mandarin Duck Formation, Wang Sheng and Xu Lei, who had this idea and put it into action at the beginning, were respectively affiliated with the Supervisor and Upgrade, so they had this plan at the beginning, and even thoroughly compiled these two elite troops from Zhejiang.

With the Hangzhou imperial edict, the dust had fallen to the ground, and the Dubiao camp, Wang Sheng had been imprisoned by Hong Chengchou, and Zhang Guoxun and others also waited for the imperial edict to be rebuked. Even Wang Zhigang, who had originally planned to follow the example, immediately swept away the traces of copying the Ming army's tactics, and acted as if the Qing masters would do whatever they said. By the way, Wang Zhigang was not a bannerman and was not qualified to call himself a slave.

However, the Qing Dynasty still occupies seven or eight out of 10 China's land. Although it rejected the suggestions for adapting the Mandarin Duck Formation, it was not without soldiers. There were many elite soldiers and generals like rain. These words were usually used to describe a large force that was enough to win the world. However, even if the Qing Dynasty had only 40,000 or 50,000 real men, it was not an exaggeration to describe this sentence, because the current large tribe from Tungus was indeed only one step away from conquering the entire China.

The Eight Banners of Manchu, the Eight Banners of Mongolia, and the Eight Banners of Han. In addition, the Green Camps of the North, Zhili, Shanxi, Shandong, Henan, and especially the Green Camps of the Gansu and Shaanxi are definitely not comparable to the Green Camps of the South. After all, they are the same roots and origins as the Qin army, the most powerful border army of the Ming Dynasty.

At present, the strategic initiative on the battlefield in Zhejiang is still in the hands of Chen Wen, but as long as there is enough time, the Qing Dynasty can also mobilize elite troops from all over the country to the areas they want to conquer, just like the Ming army gathered from the north and south to that corner to try to quell the rebellion after the chaos in Liaodong.

The key lies in time, which is also the key to their fearlessness. However, the intelligence personnel who had just been trained on Chen Wen had just set out in batches. Most of the areas scattered were in Zhejiang, and also included Jiangxi, northern Fujian and Jiangning Prefectures in Jiangnan. However, the time was still short and the work had not been launched yet. A lot of information could not be obtained at the first time, so Chen Wen still knew nothing about what happened in Hangzhou and Jiangshan County, Quzhou.

In the first month of the year, Chen Wen gave the officials and soldiers half a month off. Except for those who were responsible for the stay-attached and were on the rotation, most people enjoyed this rare holiday of half a month, and there were naturally no exception in the recruit training camp.

However, just like the attachment of later generations to long holidays, the recruits battalion at this moment also misses the newly-finished holidays, especially for some recruits who violate training regulations or fail to meet training standards.

"one!"

"two!"

"three!"

“…”

Every shouting means the fall of a whip or a military stick. For the punished recruits, there is no corporal punishment, and there is a meal of meat and vegetables every day. The officers never enslave the soldiers. With military merits, they can also divide the fields and many things. They are very attractive to them.

But in contrast, there are too many rules in the army. They have been recited every day since they entered the camp, but they still violated some inconspicuous regulations from time to time. In the words of those military judges and military tutors who train and enforce military laws, the reason why this is because they have not really adapted to the rhythm of this army, otherwise those complex regulations will not be touched at all.

It has been more than a month. Even if I left off for half a month, I had been training for more than half a month before the New Year. Just like the feelings of the new recruits when they first entered the camp when they were in Dalan Mountain, Tiantai Mountain, and Jinhua Mansion during the expansion of the army, these regulations are really complicated for them. Perhaps it is the ones that were specifically used to torture them after the corporal punishment were exempted.

Many new recruits have this idea, many veterans who have entered the camp and even assigned large areas of land have also had it. But as Chen Wen said, military laws and regulations are used to restrict soldiers' actions to prevent them from subtly affecting the combat effectiveness of the army under the driving force of some bad habits.

For example, the military law punishes people's money for forcing people to steal money. Once it is found out, it will be beheaded and will never tolerate it. It is to prevent the officers and soldiers from forcing the people's property from turning from the army into bandit gangs. It is also to allow the soldiers to devote more thoughts and energy to training and combat, because only by obtaining military merits can they get rich rewards. That was how the Qi family army that was rampant in the world did.

By the same token, the officers and soldiers receive the meals, and the fire soldiers line up to collect them. After they are brought back to the position of the team, the captain will allocate them according to the individual's position in the formation. The captain must determine that each soldier in the team has had a meal before he can start eating. This regulation seems to be torturing the officers and soldiers, but it subtly makes the individual more sure of their position and tasks in the formation, and it is easier to form conditioned reflexes during training. Even if guns and cannons roar on the battlefield, blood will not cause unnecessary damage to the formation.

Chen Wen's army is different from others. The soldiers bound by military laws and regulations will be controlled by the brain of the Staff Office. Under the guidance of military orders, they will drive the steel chariot forward like every part of the machine, while the military supplies and various logistics departments will use it to provide the necessary fuel and spare parts for the chariot.

However, for the newly-entered recruits, it is inevitable that they cannot adapt to the fact that they have just entered the camp. In fact, it is not just the punishment area of ​​the school ground, but many new recruits who have completed the criminal law have already returned to the dormitory and lying on the bed one by one, and they still make a sound of gasping for breath.

In a barracks of recruits, Gan Cang, the 29th Team of the temporary recruit training team in Area B, was lying on the bed and was in pain and happy. The pain was nothing more than being beaten by the army in violation of the regulations; and happiness was that he did not need to participate in training tomorrow, and he could sleep happily.

This expansion is very large, and it is divided into three batches into the new recruits. It is not an alternation, but a group of new recruits will enter the battalion every few days at the beginning of the period to start training, and their completion assessment will be postponed in turn.

Area B where Gan Cang is located is specially used to train archers. The training of the new recruit battalion is not directly lined up and will be accepted by the combat barracks after it is over. Instead, it is concentratedly distributed and trained according to the needs of each combat barracks and the strengths of the soldiers. The combination of archers and musketeers is a feature of this Ming army's firearm team, which is to allow the enemy to suddenly approach the formation or shoot without a perspective on the battlefield and need to shoot upwards. The archers can rely on the advantages of firing rate and multi-angle shooting to provide effective supplements to musketeers.

And this happened to be the thought of archers like Gan Cang, who were born in hunters. However, the life of the recruit camp was really hard, and doing anything could violate the regulations. So today Gan Cang simply came with a big man, and was beaten so hard that he could not continue training. It would be easier to avoid the military judges who had two eyes that were sharper than hunters like him for two days.

The military sticks were hit with crackling sounds, and their butts were still hurting so much. Gan Cang was wondering whether it was appropriate or not. A fire soldier carrying a load came in and placed the supper on the common table in the dormitory.

"I said brother, you see, I can't get up on the bed. Can you bring me the food?"

The Huo Bing has been in the recruit training camp for a long time and is much more familiar with the regulations than these recruits. When he saw this recruit saying this, he was naturally not frightened.

"According to the regulations, only serious injuries and minor injuries who cannot eat by themselves enjoy the right to feed. You are just hitting a few military sticks and lying on the bed to make you get better soon. Of course, you still have to go to the ground to eat by yourself."

It was another damn regulations. The Huo Bing left after he finished speaking, without looking back, making Gan Cang no longer even have the chance to find someone to debate.

I had no choice but to get up and have a meal by myself, but I was beaten just today and my butt was still very painful. I got beaten up a little bit and didn't dare to sit down. So I just picked up my bowl and stood up and ate.

"Brother Gan, what are you making a fuss? How much are you eating while standing?"

I have lived in the same dormitory for almost a month. When I heard this sound, Gan Cang knew who it was from.

"Yao Damou, you're back just now just after dinner. Eat so quickly and hang it on."

"Bah." The man who had just stepped into the door turned his head and spit it outside, then stretched out his head to see if the military judge or tutor had retracted back into the room.

"It's the New Year, why are you going to be a silence? I'm not a civil servant in the military, hurry up and eat your meal." As he said that, the man took a quick slap in Gan Cang's injured part, and he almost jumped up in pain.

The two of them have a very good relationship on weekdays, and it is normal to fight and fight. After taking it, the man turned around and poured a glass of water for Gan Cang. Then he said to him mysteriously: "Today is Officer Huang, the military officer, talks about the ancient times in our area. Are you going?"

Talking about ancient times is a limited way of entertainment for the Ming army in the camp. It is said that when Chen Wen was in Dalan Mountain, he talked about ancient times at the foot of the mountain every day, so the tradition left behind. At that time, Wuyang and Wuyang could not count the people who went to listen to after dinner every day, and they could not occupy a good place if they didn't go early.

However, most of the new recruits sneered at this kind of rumors. Who is Chen Wen? A marquis, who is a nobleman in the court. With this identity, he would do the work of a storyteller. These officers and veterans knew that they were miserable. However, some military supervisors still spoke very well. If they didn't know that these people were almost all in the army for many years, they would think they were originally storyteller.

Hearing this, Gan Cang touched his butt and couldn't help but sigh. "If you don't go, I have to lie on the bed."

"Oh, if you don't go, I'll go by myself."

As he said that, the man walked out on his own and headed towards the large schoolyard in the distance. On the other hand, Gan Cang looked back and forth, and even took up the rice bowl and put it down. He didn't know what to do.

In ancient times, it usually took until dinner in the evening. Gan Cang wanted to go again, but he was afraid that the familiar military judge would catch him, and for a moment he would feel like he was scratching his heart.

"Damn it, bet for a while, if you don't meet it, you'll really listen to a few less passages if you don't go."

After eating dinner, Gan Cang lie back on the bed, waiting for the firefighters to take away the tableware and a scrupulous inspection. He knew that this was specifically designed to prevent the recruits from leaving some food to hide in the dormitory and attracting rats and cockroaches, which led to the occurrence of an epidemic. After this inspection, the dormitory will never be checked again until the lights are turned off.

As expected, after the fire soldiers left, a politician quickly turned in. After checking, he turned around and left, and continued to check the next dormitory.

There was not much time to talk about the ancient times, but Gan Cang knew that the tutors had not finished the inspection yet. He limped out, let alone listening to the ancient times, and being pulled out to get a few whips. After all, according to the regulations, soldiers who were sick and unable to take the training must recover from the dormitory and were not allowed to leave the dormitory area at all, otherwise it would be a violation of the regulations.

The purpose of this regulation is to prevent the occurrence of pretending to be sick. Although Gan Cang's butt still hurts very much, he just can't stand the little claw in his heart. He finally managed to see the squats in the door and saw that the slander soldiers had finished their examinations. Gan Cang saw that there was no one in the dormitory and knew that they were all going to listen to the ancients, so he stood up straight and walked out step by step as if he was not injured.

Walking out of the dormitory area of ​​District B, except for a few new recruits who were on duty who were still standing at the posts, Gan Cang didn't see a single new recruit.

The recruits are divided into districts, and several supervisors take turns to each district to talk about ancient times. Compared with other supervisors, this supervisor Huang speaks very well and knows a lot, so it can be said that he is very popular among recruits.

Gan Cang still doesn't understand what the military officer is. At least in his opinion, he has to use Shangfang's sword or something. Even if he can't beat the monarch, he has to take charge of the matter of flattering the ministers. At least he won't be like the military officers they saw, they either talk about family matters with the new recruits or talk about the ancients after dinner, and they have no attitude that the military officers should have.

Of course, the military supervisor should have a posture. In fact, he didn't know. He just felt it vaguely, otherwise he could see the general who was like a wolf or a tiger.

He walked to the schoolyard as if no one else had left. He had already expected that this was so crowded before, and Gan Cang was relieved - with so many people, how could the military judges find him so easily?

When he got closer, Gan Cang quickly found a position to squat down, but he didn't dare to sit. When he turned around, he happened to be an acquaintance. He met him when he was punished two days ago. He was named Li Huanxiang, who was from the cavalry team, but somehow he ran here to listen to the ancients.

The two looked at each other and smiled, just nodded and continued to listen to the officer Huang Jian on the Soldier Platform, saying: "From Tianjin Wei in northern Zhili, we headed south and tens of thousands of miles. Zhang Shijie walked all the way down and headed south to Lin'an, that is, Hangzhou, across the Jinhua Mansion where we are, to join the King's Army."

At first, when I heard the journey south of Tianjin Wei in northern Zhili and the journey to the miles, Gan Cang thought it was a joke about the Marquis that I had heard before, but who knew that he was actually a person who had never heard of it. Zhang Shijie, what was that? Is that as good as the Marquis who could fight?

With doubts, Gan Cang and most people listened to the story of the last famous general of the Southern Song Dynasty, Duke of Yue Zhang Shijie, who was very touched, and especially when he heard that Zhang Hongfan, the commander of the Tartars in the Battle of Yashan, was actually a cousin of Zhang Shijie, which caused a lot of exclamations.

"This is the second Tartar who doesn't want to be his ancestors, bah!" He didn't dare to spit out the spit because there were dense people around him, so it was not appropriate to spit out others.

Night has already fallen, and it is almost time to turn off the lights. It is finally easy to talk about the battle of Yashan. It is the critical moment. Gan Cang listens to the story intently, and has already integrated into the story and turns a deaf ear to everything around him.

Suddenly, everyone behind him patted his shoulder. When the story was about to be heard, Gan Cang was impatiently putting his fingers to his mouth and making a "shhhh" sound. However, the people behind him did not stop because of this, as if something extremely important was happening.

"Is there anything wrong, can't I say it again? I'm listening..."

At the critical moment, these five words had not yet been expressed. When Gan Cang turned around, he saw that the military judges from this district were carrying a few soldiers to polite the soldiers, and there were even a few new recruits who seemed to be punished to recuperate in bed today.

"Wow, your squatting skills are good. It seems that you don't need to recover from a few military sticks."

After saying that, before Gan Cang could react, the military judge slapped Li Huanxiang on the shoulder of the nearby Li Huanxiang in a flash.

"I told the military judges in your district that they asked them to come and take the people. I'm so anxious that we have to send them back to you?"
Chapter completed!