Chapter 322: Soldiers on the battlefield 2

The next morning, Jiang Lang got up early. It was very late in the winter in the north. When he rushed to the military camp outside the palace, the genius was so bright.

At the gate of the military camp, there were many soldiers standing now. When Jiang Lang arrived with a team of soldiers, soldiers immediately blocked Jiang Lang's way forward and asked: "Who is coming? Please inform us of your name!"

Riding on the horse, Jiang Lang glanced at the soldiers. They all looked energetic, with only aura. He nodded slightly in his heart, and then said, "The factory manager of the East Factory, Wang Dacai!"

Jiang Lang did not report his other official position, the commander who went to the battle for Watana.

However, the new Dongchang Factory Supervisor was the new commander. These soldiers who were in charge of interrogating the military camp had long been told that they had seen Jiang Lang's portrait. So as soon as Jiang Lang announced his name, these soldiers immediately paid attention to Jiang Lang's appearance. As expected, they realized that the person coming was the new commander. They immediately knelt down on one knee and said in unison: "See sir!"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly and said, "Get up!"

Then he turned over and got off the horse, handed the reins to the soldiers at the door, and then took Sun Yuanbiao and others to the inside of the military camp.

At the entrance to the military camp, there was a large school ground. Now on the school ground, fully armed soldiers were lined up neatly. Although it was a bit cold wind this morning, because the emperor was coming, he naturally had to cheer up. He stood straight, motionless, and did not look straight. In this regard, he could barely meet the so-called elite army standard.

"This is the soldier I want to command!"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but sighed slightly in his heart. On the surface, this looked like a matter, but it was another matter whether it was the elite army in his heart. However, Jiang Lang also knew that most of these soldiers were new soldiers. In the last war, the imperial army suffered a lot. Most of these soldiers were soldiers who were newly recruited later. Even if they used their own methods for training for several months, it would not be possible for them to become true elites. The real elites would have to pass the test of war. Only soldiers who have experienced life and death could be considered true elites.

While Jiang Lang was looking at the soldiers, Sun Yuanbiao's voice sounded in Jiang Lang's ears, "Sir, Lord Yu and the others have arrived!"

Jiang Lang took his eyes back from the soldiers and looked at the door. Sure enough, Yu Qian and some other adults had already entered the door of the military camp and were walking towards him.

Without hesitation, Jiang Lang walked up and bowed, "Sir Yu!"

Yu Qian didn't expect Jiang Lang to come so early, but he didn't show much surprise, saying, "Mr. Wang, didn't expect you to come so early?"

Jiang Lang smiled softly and said, "Of course I have to look at my soldiers first. On the battlefield, they are the long swords in my hand. I must at least understand them in advance."

Yu Qian nodded, pointed at the soldiers with his finger, and said, "Let's go and see these soldiers with me!"

Jiang Lang did not refuse Yu Qian's suggestion, walked beside him, walked on the edge of the formation of soldiers, and inspected the soldiers.

After walking for a while, Yu Qian suddenly asked, "What do you think of these soldiers?"

Jiang Lang couldn't help but guess what Yu Qian said. The training methods of these soldiers were trained according to the method he wrote. Generally speaking, they were more scientific and more effective than the original training methods of the Ming Dynasty. However, after all, these soldiers were all new soldiers, not veterans. Even if they were effective, they could not be said to be elite soldiers or invincible troops. If an army that had not experienced the battlefield was an invincible troops, they would definitely be laughed at.

On the battlefield, the new recruits are the ones who lose the most, and the ones who are most likely to be messed up are also the ones who are in trouble. Many soldiers will be timid in the face of the bloody scenes on the battlefield, and the most direct consequence of this timidity is defeat.

Yu Qian was waiting quietly for the answer, but after waiting for a while, Jiang Lang had no intention of answering. He couldn't help but say, "Why don't you say it? Do you have no confidence in these soldiers?"

"no!"

Jiang Lang shook his head, looked at the soldiers who still straightened their backs in the cold wind, and said, "At present, they are also excellent soldiers, but... they are not outstanding soldiers!"

"oh?"

Yu Qian suddenly became interested, turned his head to look at Jiang Lang, and asked, "Then tell me, how can they be considered excellent soldiers?"

Jiang Lang took a deep breath, silently organized the language in his heart, and then said: "A true soldier must at least have the awareness of death. When facing the enemy, he will not retreat. Even if the number of enemies is far more than himself, if the soldiers are iron, then the soldier is steel. As the saying goes, a soldier can only be considered a soldier after being baptized by the battlefield. I think Lord Yu knows the cruelty of the battlefield more than me."

Yu Qian nodded silently. As Jiang Lang said, the war was cruel. A few months ago, the capital city was filled with corpses of thorns, and on the city wall, the corpses of the people and soldiers in the capital were also filled with blood. The blood not only dyed the city wall red, but also on the city wall. Until now, the color of blood could be vaguely seen in the bricks on the city wall.

Facing death requires courage. Not everyone can face it calmly, not to mention soldiers, even themselves, so Jiang Lang is not wrong.

The contemplative expression on Yu Qian's face was seen by Jiang Lang. Jiang Lang understood Yu Qian's thoughts. These soldiers had spent a lot of effort to train. Now he was somewhat unacceptable to his own evaluation, just like the antiques he bought back at a high price, but they were fakes. Just like the troops he was in before, the reason why he could stand at a higher position in ordinary soldiers was that he had a strong body, the second was that he had strong perseverance, and the third was that he had the awareness of death. Unlike those soldiers in peaceful times, they only faced a possible war. Although the training was difficult, they did not often deal with death. But they were different from their original companions. Dancing with death was something they often did. Without the awareness of death, they could not complete the task successfully.

Jiang Lang understood Yu Qian's mood. Seeing that he was silent, he felt a little reluctant and comforted: "Actually, Master Yu doesn't have to worry. This time it is the best opportunity. The enemy we have to face this time is actually only half of the original ones, and they are all defeated soldiers. We can also use this to train the soldiers. Wait until the thorns are finished, many of them should be able to become real soldiers."

Yu Qian knew that Jiang Lang was comforting him, and smiled, patted Jiang Lang on the shoulder, and smiled, "You don't need to comfort me, I also know that I was also the Minister of War at the beginning, and I know that I was the Minister of War, and I know that as you said, these soldiers have worked hard to train, have never been to the battlefield, and have never killed the enemy, then they are not real soldiers. I just... I don't know how many of them can come back!"

After saying that, Yu Qian sighed quietly. Even if an excellent general is not able to win the war without any loss, it is just a matter of how much it is. The so-called "one general becomes famous and has thousands of bones are woven."

The cold wind blew, making people's face hurt very much, just like a knife cut. Looking up at Yu Qian, Jiang Lang found that Yu Qian, who was not too old, had white hair. This shows how hard he had always been. At this time, Jiang Lang couldn't help but see that history emerged in Jiang Lang's mind. After the successful restoration of Emperor Yingzong, Yu Qian was the first to kill him. Because he was the confidant of Emperor Jingtai, he would undoubtedly die. The so-called emperor and ministers would never let go of this minister who was in power during the reign of Emperor Jingtai. Just like when Emperor Jingtai ascended the throne, some ministers of Emperor Yingzong at that time were also eliminated and charged with Wang Zhen's remnants. As for whether they were the real Wang Zhen's remnants, it was not very important.

Thinking of this, Jiang Lang couldn't help but sigh in his heart. He didn't want to be Han Xin. How could Yu Qian be willing? Yingzong in history did not seem to be grateful to this minister who made a great contribution to the Ming Dynasty. Instead, he chose to kill. For the emperor, the empire that threatened them the most, but was a powerful minister. Empress Lu killed Han Xin, and Yingzong later killed Yu Qian.

Jiang Lang was a little hesitant. He was unwilling to change history and was just a bystander. However, before he knew it, this history slowly changed with his own appearance. Although his purpose was very simple at the beginning, could Yu Qianzhi avoid it?
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