The dawn in Anyi is beautiful. Perhaps it is because of the big river. The trees nearby and the mountains in the distance are all covered with a layer of moisture under a layer of mist, making them look so vibrant.
exuberant.
But Fei Qian is not in the mood to appreciate this beauty now.
Around early in the morning, this layer of moisture finally intensified and turned into raindrops, which gathered from the sky and began to fall drop by drop, quickly moistening the long-dried land and the small cracks on the yellow mud ground.
Under the irrigation of rainwater, as if full of drink, he burped, bubbled up, and then disappeared.
When the loess soil is full, it will naturally become loose, and the piles of mud are the best proof. Such a rain is the long-awaited good rain for the plants that have dried up for a long time, but for Fei Qian
, is not a very wonderful thing.
If it rains, there will be no way to train soldiers...
It's not that Fei Qian has the potential of Zhou Papi, it's really helpless. In order for the recruits to develop combat effectiveness, they must practice, that is, to form instincts through the repetition of items, so that they can really reach the battlefield, in the middle level
An instinctive response can be formed under an officer's order.
This kind of instinct cannot be developed overnight. It must be repeated, repeated, and repeated again and again, so that these people who can't even distinguish between left and right can make correct actions under orders.
But now that it’s raining, it’s naturally stopped.
Fei Qian is not stupid enough to order the soldiers to stand in a queue in this relatively cold spring rain to show the seriousness of his military discipline. In this era of lack of medical treatment and medicine, a small cold will turn into a serious disease.
When typhoid fever becomes widespread, even ginger soup is not a panacea. Who can guarantee that with one bowl, or two or three bowls of ginger soup, none of the soldiers in the entire battalion will catch a cold?
The rain also foiled Fei Qian's plan to disrupt the Wei family.
It was raining, so naturally you couldn't read books outside the house or in the courtyard, but it was impossible for the Wei family to open all the houses to let many scholars into the houses.
Therefore, we just opened the study hall and prepared 20 desks, which means that only the first 20 scholars who came today are qualified to copy books.
First come, first served, no one had anything to say, not even a chance to take advantage of the chaos.
It is absolutely their job to let the rangers mix among the crowd and cause trouble, and there is no ambiguity at all, but to let them openly stand up in front of the Wei family and confront them head-on, even if they have the courage to lend them tens of millions of leopards, they would not dare to do so.
The most important thing is that it is estimated that the future opening of the Wei family will probably follow today's model, with twenty places, no more, no less, first come, first served.
Then the eyes of these poor people will be focused on these twenty places. As for whether they can get "Gui Zang", haha, they must first get one of these twenty places and then talk about the others...
Can this be regarded as God helping the Wei family once?
Jia Qu was a little disappointed because none of the two suggestions he gave Fei Qian were implemented, although both suggestions were pretty good.
Fei Qian looked at the strings of raindrops outside the tent, listened to the sound of raindrops hitting the tent, and said, "Liang Dao, have you ever seen a goshawk pounce on food?"
Jia Qu said seriously: "No. I saw it in books and saw eagles flying in the sky, but I never saw them pouncing on food..."
Ahem...
alright, you win.
Fei Qian turned his head and looked at Jia Qu and said: "The goshawk is hovering in the sky, looking for opportunities to kill, but it is not always able to catch its prey..."
Jia Qu blinked his eyes and understood a little what Fei Qian meant. He bowed his hand to Fei Qian and said, "I would like to be taught."
It's easy to talk to smart people.
Fei Qian nodded, then turned around and asked Huang Chengdao: "Uncle Ye, how is the training progress of your soldiers here?"
"Everything is normal. But..." Huang Cheng scratched the back of his head and said, "...that is, the military commander is not enough..."
This one is more difficult to handle.
In the military establishment of the Han Dynasty, the most basic unit was the corps, that is, there was one captain for every five people; there were two corps, and there was one captain for every ten people; there was a team of five, and there was one captain for every fifty people; there were two
A team is a village, and there is a commander for every 100 people; two villages are a song, and there is a military lord for every 200 people.
The two levels of commander and military commander happen to be in key positions connecting the previous and the next, but the problem is that not everyone can fill this key position.
A good corps leader may easily become a good commander, because although the number of people has doubled, there are only five more people after all.
But it is not so easy to be a team leader, because if the corps commander is the most basic combat unit, then the team leader is the most basic low-level commander.
A team of five soldiers is normally divided into front, rear, left, center, and center, which is a small military formation. How to deploy, how to contact the enemy, how to rotate, etc. are all issues that need to be considered at the beginning of the team rate.
As for the commanders and military commanders, as the number of commanders increases, there are more things to consider.
Of the fifteen soldiers of the Huang family brought out by Fei Qian, three were killed at Hangu Pass, leaving only twelve. Now they are basically holding some basic official positions, but this number is still far from enough.
Now that there are more new recruits and there are not enough veterans to lead them, it is indeed a troublesome problem, but there is no good solution at the moment.
It was Fei Qian's original idea to open a small stove for the leaders of these soldiers, but this behavior would not produce immediate results, at least for the sudden increase in new recruits, the results would not be immediately visible.
The combat effectiveness of a team does not depend on how strong the recruits are, but how tough the veterans are and how high their proportion is. With the same equipment, a team composed purely of veterans can easily take down two or three times as many recruits.
He has no temper at all.
Now the ratio of new and old soldiers in Feiqian is almost as high as 2:1, and it will be even higher in the future, so what Huang Cheng raised is a thorny issue in front of him.
At this time, a soldier ran over in the rain and reported that there were more than thirty people outside the camp gate, saying that they were Ma family, a survivor of the old Shangjun, asking for an audience.
"Remnants of the old Shangjun? Ma family?" Fei Qian repeated in a low voice, a little confused, and then overjoyed.
Fei Qian stood up, walked to the tent entrance, picked up the umbrella, but hesitated for a moment, put it down, and walked straight into the rain...
Huang Cheng and Jia Qu looked at each other and quickly followed.
The spring rain was not very heavy, but it was very cool, and it quickly wetted my clothes...
Fei Qian walked to the gate of the camp and saw a familiar figure through the rain and fog, and couldn't help but smile...
In fact, Comrade Zhao Yun in Three Kingdoms is not a pretty boy...
Even in the novel, it is described like this - Chapter 7: Look at that young man, eight feet tall, with thick eyebrows and big eyes, a broad face, fighting Wen Chou for fifty or sixty rounds, and the winner is still undecided...
