"The Han County Magistrate is right. In this case, we are afraid that...better, we will be dismissed from office and ask. If the emperor is in a bad mood, haha..." Yang Qiong stroked the long beard under his chin, narrowed his phoenix eyes, and smiled extremely gloomy. Everyone present had a pale face.
"Yes, if that happens, I'm afraid I can't escape the word "death." The Lord of Liu's face wrinkled like a cucumber that had been pickled for half a year. The ugly one would be.
"Since that's the case, there's another way for me." I pretended to touch my chin. Unfortunately, I was too tender and had to wait for a few years to take my beard. Now is not the era of hormonal food rampant in the 21st century. Not to mention a 14 or 15-year-old boy, even many women wear thick mustaches and wear miniskirts, which are very waving in the wind.
"Oh? Young Master, do you really have a solution?" Han Xiong couldn't help but look happy and asked urgently.
I nodded and said, "Of course, I have more than hundreds of servants under my command. I think that although I have not many wealthy families, there are dozens of families, and there should be some outside of the guards of several people, right?
"This... I'm afraid there are not many." Han Xiong and Yang Qiong looked at each other, and couldn't help but look bitter in their faces.
"Let's do this. This county takes my son's servants as the backbone, and then makes many wealthy families squeeze out one or two hundred according to the number of people in their families. I think it's not a problem. At that time, I will hire a group of migrant soldiers or civilians as soldiers to guard the countryside to resist the bandits. What do you think?" The son looked very dissatisfied and finally threw out a plan.
"Yes, my husband's plan is very wonderful. In this way, even if the court knows it, we have something to say. If you respect the emperor together, it would be even more appropriate. After all, even the Fufeng in Guanzhong has more than 100,000 thieves and bandits, so the people in Hancheng County are naturally prepared." Yang Qiong stood up, bowed deeply to me, and said excitedly.
"In this way, what are the heroes recruited?" Han Xiong asked with some numbness.
"Minister" This young master snapped his fingers and gave these guys an orthodox name with certainty. "It refers to the people's armed organizations that we are about to recruit who are not separated from production and life, and who are obedient to the leadership of the court..."
Well, militia refers to mass armed organizations that do not break away from production. They are usually part of the armed forces of the state or political groups, assistants and reserve forces of the standing army. Some are combined with reserve forces, which are both part of the armed forces and an organizational form of reserve forces.
"Military soldiers serve the people in daily life and soldiers in wartime are similar to the system of government soldiers in our court. However, the title is different from the system of government soldiers built by the court. How wonderful it is." After Yang Qiong smashed his mouth, he raised his thumbs up at the young master, which means: Gao, it is really high.
Five days later, the first batch of militias was recruited, and the young master sent out 300 people to apply. Although the major families were reluctant, they were afraid that if there were indeed bandits coming, let alone people, they would not even be able to save their lives.
Therefore, more than 300 people were gathered, and the 400 people recruited finally gathered a whole of 1,000 soldiers. Among the 300 people I picked out, 50% of them had been on the battlefield with my father, and many of them even followed my father for more than ten years.
With these veterans, most of them were drawn as the leader. As the leader, the captain was naturally the leader of the soldiers, and there were nine soldiers under his command, while the captain had eighty people. Because according to the Sui system, the infantry was eighty teams, and the twenty teams could form a group. That is to say, one thousand six hundred people could form a group.
However, there are not so many soldiers here, so after hard researching military tactics, I finally got a perfect answer: I decided to use ten people as one, eighty as one team, and seventy as one battalion, and seventy as one battalion, which is exactly five hundred and sixty, which is similar to the first battalion in later generations.
There were 1,120 people in the two battalions, and all the three hundred pieces under my master were spread. Li Yuanfang was the battalion commander of the second battalion, and Han Xiong became the battalion commander speechlessly. Of course, this master became the commander-in-chief with justification.
Although Han Xiong was a little unsatisfied at first, the problem was that when he saw the "Changsun Tzu's Art of War" written by this young master, he got it wrong, it should be "Infantry War" and "Thirty-Six Strategies", this guy completely bowed down. Well, he was very convinced, especially when he was the three hundred plots of this young master.
It’s not that I don’t want to recruit more people, but that there are really not so many people to train troops. Besides, it’s almost the same for more than a thousand people to create one at a time. Without war, recruiting soldiers and horses will definitely arouse the vigilance of the court. But only more than a thousand young and strong people practice to resist thieves, which can be reasonable wherever they are.
As for the future, it is naturally time to talk about it. Anyway, my minimum expected goal is to recruit at least 10,000 trained elite sledges in the thirteenth year of Daye.
Before the training started on the first day, I demonstrated to these guys what the comprehensive development of soldiers in the new era was called. After both strict and harsh disciplines and strong aggressive training, everyone seemed to remember that this young master's father, former Duke of Qi, Changsun Sheng, was a famous general at that time in the Sui Dynasty.
Han Xiong was so arrogant to this young master's uniform. However, this was a militia, not a regular army of the country, so there was no armor. As for crossbows, there was no such thing as a bow, horizontal sword, and hand platoons were regular armed forces of militia, so it was easy to get it.
However, this young master took other measures. After all, all the costumes of soldiers were all designed according to the costumes of this young master's department. In a word, if these people have a sense of identity and confidence, they must make them feel the uniqueness of their people.
In short, this young master's infantry practice is placed there. Anyone who wants to learn from the soldiers and gangsters who bully the good and fear evil? I'm sorry, such people should get out of this young master's team.
The military camp has not been made yet, but I have already circled a piece of uneven wasteland five miles north of the city for the purpose of the military camp. Every day, more than a thousand militias gathered there to practice hard.
This young master mobilized more than 30 people from the seven tailors and refugees in the county to form a militia clothing factory. However, it is probably difficult to form production capacity.
"What should I do? After all, among those people, there are only fifteen real tailors. Each person needs to make a piece of clothes at least two to three days. Even if those thirty-five people are tailors, they will take at least several months to make two thousand sets of clothes. How can this be done?" Sister Qingxia looked at the list and said with a headache. "Young Master, you also asked to recruit another hundred people, but the problem is that those people don't know how to tailor. What's the use even if there are too many people?"
"Haha, you don't understand this. Come on, I will teach you what flowing homework is." I stretched out a big and twitchy smiled.
"Working operation? Is it possible that you want to design the factory on the boat?" Sister Qingxia, who was confused, blinked her confused eyes and muttered in a low voice.
"What are you saying? The factory is built on the ship? Let me ask you this. Cut a piece of cloth out of your chest and back, right?" This young master narrowed his eyes and hooked his fingers at Sister Qingxia. Sister Qingxia gave me helplessly, moved to me, and then let me lie on her legs and start massage my head.
Enjoying her increasingly comfortable massage and feeling the warmth from her legs, the young master said slowly.
"Of course this is not difficult." Sister Qingxia answered without thinking.
"…It shouldn't be difficult to sew two pieces of cloth into sleeves, right?" Like everyone in this young master, Sister Qingxia can quickly give the answer. After all, most women in this era are familiar with tailoring homework.
After answering several questions from me, Sister Qingxia said dissatisfiedly: "... Of course, but young master, making clothes is a very tedious thing. It is precisely because of this that every piece of clothing must take a long time. For example, scissors are used to cut people, but clothes are used to needles and threads."
"Let me do this, I will separate all these steps. Some people are only responsible for cutting out the chest, some are responsible for cutting out the sleeves, some are responsible for cutting out the legs, some are responsible for cutting out the collars, some are responsible for locking holes, and some are responsible for sewing the sleeves..." The young master laughed and began to count them down with his fingers.
"...The time required for each item will not be too long. Everyone only does what they should do without their attention. In this way, the use of time can make full use of space, greatly shortening the construction period. According to my master's expectations, we will make ready-made garments according to this method. Every craftsman who is proficient in sewing technology will lead ten to twenty people in charge of a process. I am afraid that at least hundreds of ready-made garments can be made in one day. I wonder what Qingxia thinks?"
Sister Qingxia was stunned, well, completely stunned. She stared at me with her eyes, held my head in her hands, and started to shake it there. "Young master, how did your head grow? Oh my God, there is such a way. In this way, everything can be done step by step. Even those who have never touched a tailor, just need to learn a little, and at least they can master what they should do."
Chapter completed!