(Before the next phase of the mission arrives, there will be about ten chapters of content transition.
The author plans to use an indigenous perspective to write about the changes around him, as well as the various preparations of the team, which may be a bit boring, so you can skip it if you don’t want to read it)
The time is March 5, the first year of Maode.
The location is fifteen miles northeast of Kaifeng City, in a recruit training camp for the New Army of the Song Dynasty.
With his head raised, his chest raised, his abdomen drawn in, his waist straight, and his eyes looking forward, Hou San, a member of the New Army of the Song Dynasty, stood in a standard PLA military posture.
About one meter in front of Ren, there was a recruit camp instructor in his mid-twenties.
While raising his voice, the roaring sound continued to reach his ears, while he endured a large amount of saliva, which kept splashing on his face:
"Stand at attention, take a break, and speak.
I have heard you all clearly. Mr. Hu and all the chief instructors in the army feel sorry for the hard training you have put in over the past half month, and have specially allowed you to take a day off.
After eating the morning meal in the camp today, you only need to register with me, and you can go straight out of the camp and go home.
But please remember one thing, the drumming will begin in the camp tomorrow morning. Anyone who fails to return to the camp in time after the three rounds of drumming will be treated as a deserter.
You must be very aware of what happens to deserters, have you heard it?"
Yes, that's right! Hou San, a native of Kaifeng City, told him the document that registered his name after he successfully registered in Kaifeng Mansion that day.
With Hou San's good figure and strength, there must be no problem in joining the New Army. He can just wait for the news at home with peace of mind.
Sure enough, one morning three days later, someone from the street office came.
A big red flower was brought to him, and together with dozens of men in the surrounding alleys, they were first sent to the outside of the city to gather in a lively manner amidst the beating of gongs and drums.
After finally gathering a large number of recruits, they were all dragged into this recruit training camp.
The first three days were fine. Everyone just felled trees, dug soil, and hastily built a simple new military camp.
After building the new barracks, they began formal training.
It can be said that for half a month before, Hou San was left in the camp to be trained, and he never saw his beautiful new wife.
Even so, after hearing such great good news, Hou San and others all cheered on the spot.
Instinctively, he still maintains a good military posture, which is like standing as still as a pine tree.
Damn it! Don’t dare to move.
Because in the past half month, after receiving countless military sticks, something called discipline has now penetrated deeply into their bones.
Or to put it another way, for today's Hou San and others, they are no longer afraid of the legendary Jin Man.
Because the fear in his heart for the recruit instructors has exceeded everything else.
As long as he is not scolded by the instructor, beaten with a stick, or kicked violently with the soles of his feet, he can do anything; even if he holds the legendary explosive bag and rushes towards the Jin soldiers' heavy cavalry, he can do anything.
OK.
Finally, in the following time, about 130 recruits from their recruit company shouted "I heard it" with the energy of their Dantian.
The instructor nodded with satisfaction and said a natural sound: "Let's go to the cafeteria~"
At this moment, the unlucky ones like Hou San dared to cheer loudly.
But after cheering, they gathered together in squad units, and under the leadership of the squad leader, the "ten-man general", they walked in a single file formation toward the dining hall.
The recruits in other classes also look like this.
If you look down from a high altitude, you can see tens of thousands of people in a huge recruit camp, looking so orderly at the moment...
For Hou San and other Kaifeng natives, the new army organized by their Grandpa Hu naturally has a completely new look.
After careful calculation, there are many differences from the imperial guards before the Song Dynasty.
Not to mention the Forbidden Army, they did not know that it had been a random drill for several days; the new army they belonged to had many differences just in terms of organization.
Fortunately, it's not too complicated overall. Hou San figured out the ropes on the first day he joined the army.
The New Army consists of ten people in a squad, with one squad leader, who is equivalent to the ten generals in the original Song Dynasty Forbidden Army; and one deputy squad leader, who is equivalent to the corps commander in the Forbidden Army.
The four squads were organized into a platoon, and the positions of chief and deputy platoon leader were newly created.
The three platoons add up to form a company, with a total of about 130 people. The company commander is not much different from the former captain of the Song Dynasty Forbidden Army.
The four battalions together have a total of about 550 people, and they are organized into one battalion.
The commander is called the battalion commander, which is actually the battalion commander in the Forbidden Army.
In addition, it is said that in the future, there will be higher-level regiments, brigades, divisions, corps, etc.; however, they will not be organized until the completion of a total of three months of recruit training.
Now, the largest unit in the training camp is the battalion.
There are a total of 90 battalions of the new army with a total of 50,000 people. The number of the company where Hou San and others are located is the 3rd Battalion and 8th Company of the New Soldiers.
In short, when forming the new army, Hu Biao and others did not want to cause opposition from some of the old forces in the Song Dynasty.
The powerful Privy Council Hu was not afraid of this thing, but it was mainly because it was a bit troublesome and boring, so they tried their best to match the official names and unit names of the new army to those of the Forbidden Army of the Song Dynasty.
In fact, in essence, it is still the same as PLA.
It's normal when you think about it. After the Chinese people traveled through time and formed an army, of course they learned PLA...
After a short time, Hou San and others lined up and arrived at the canteen; to be more precise, it was actually some thatched huts with only roofs.
The new army was formed in such a hurry that they didn't even have time to make tables, chairs and benches. Hou San and the others could only sit in a circle with ten people on the spot as a squad.
Their food was placed on the ground in the middle.
After sitting down cross-legged, Hou San still felt a little emotional even though it was not the first time he had eaten like this.
The main reason is that it is still too rich.
On the ground in front of them, they saw a large pot filled with golden multi-grain cooking cakes, a large pot filled with millet porridge, a small pot filled with soy milk, and a few small pickles.
Of the above, except for soy milk, each person only has a small bowl.
As long as your stomach can handle the other pancakes and millet porridge, you can eat as much as you want, as long as they are not wasted.
The only problem is that these grains are said to have been dug out from the Hanjiacang in Luoyang City. They are old grains that were hoarded in the warehouses in the Tang Dynasty hundreds of years ago.
So much so that after eating it now, it has an indescribable stale taste like the boss.
But in this day and age, being able to have a full stomach is already a natural thing, and there are so many other things to say.
But when they started eating and drinking, Hou San only ate a total of five fist-sized multigrain pancakes and a large bowl of soup before putting down his chopsticks.
Including other colleagues in the class, they also look like this.
There is no way! The main reason is that when we first came to the recruit camp, everyone ate too much.
Hou Sanke clearly remembered that his first meal in the camp was eight multi-grain cooking cakes in one sitting, and he also drank three large bowls of millet porridge.
If the instructor hadn't stopped him from trying to continue eating and drinking because he was afraid that he would die from exhaustion, three or five more cakes would not be a problem.
But after eating and drinking like this for more than ten days, Hou San just couldn't eat anymore. After eating half of the food before each meal, he felt full.
Every time he thinks of this, Hou San feels very regretful...
****
After having the morning meal, Hou San checked in with the instructor again and was finally able to leave the camp and go home.
When he thought of his newly married young lady, his heart felt unspeakably hot.
He immediately rushed back to the dormitory, took out two chickens under the bed and put them in his arms like treasures. Speaking of these two chickens, they really have some origins.
Every day, these new troops wake up to the sound of golden drums.
No matter whether the weather is windy or rainy, under the leadership of the instructor, I have to run ten miles carrying a piece of wood weighing about thirty kilograms before I can have breakfast.
In each recruit camp, the first class to complete the run will be rewarded with one chicken per person.
If you finish running a class at the end, you won't have to eat the morning meal that day.
In order to be able to eat a piece of chicken, what's more important is that we are all a group of gentlemen who cannot afford to lose face. Every morning during this 'cross-country with heavy load', everyone works very hard and the competition is very fierce.
So much so that in these days, Hou San and his class have only won twice, and won a total of two chickens.
However, what was different from others was that Hou San secretly exchanged the cooked chicken for raw chicken at the cooking class so that he could bring something for his wife when he went home.
When he thought of the young lady eating delicious chicken, Hou Sanna felt much happier than if he had eaten a good meal.
I just took two chickens with me and hurried to the entrance of the new barracks.
After seeing several people standing on one side of the gate with smiling faces.
Hou San immediately stood still. While raising his chest and retracting his abdomen, he raised the palm of his right hand and placed it diagonally next to his temple, performing a military salute unique to the New Army.
He didn’t forget it in his mouth, and roared loudly:
"I have met the four chief instructors, Lao Hei, Big Fish, Fengchao, and Chen Tang. Good morning, Chief Instructor~"
The reason why we call the four people in front of us this way is because these husbands are considered to be the leaders of the new military camp.
Don't look at the instructors of Hou San and others. They trained them like grandsons during the day, but at night they were trained like grandsons by these four chief instructors.
However, these chief instructors have a very good attitude towards these little soldiers.
Hou San clearly remembered that Fengche Xianggong, a dignified right minister of the Ministry of War, a dignified third-rank official of the imperial court, secretly covered himself with a quilt when he was patrolling in the middle of the night a few days ago.
It is precisely the above that makes all the recruits admire these husbands very much, and even the daily title has been changed to the more familiar title of "chief instructor".
"Good morning. I haven't been home for a few days. Please go back early. Remember to come back on time tomorrow morning."
While the above four people were returning the gift, one of them, Chief Instructor Dayu, said something very pleasant.
Then looking at the new recruits in front of me, even after leaving the camp and walking without supervision, they spontaneously formed into groups of two and three in a row.
Suddenly, they all felt a little relieved.
Because the four of them basically have experience in serving in the PLA, the work of training new recruits falls on their shoulders.
It has to be said that even if they are PLA veterans, they are still under great pressure to train 50,000 people at once.
The only thing we could do was to first select some old soldiers from the Forbidden Army who were barely usable, and train them hard the night before.
During the day the next day, these rookie instructors were asked to train more rookie recruits.
They were unsure whether such an approach would work.
In fact, these days, the instructors such as Hou San and others were often scolded, greeted with military sticks and big soles of their feet. In fact, it basically happened to the four of them.
For these guys who can't even tell the difference between left and right at first and can only tell the difference by rolling up one trouser leg, the learning efficiency is really too low if they don't take action.
Fortunately, after spending half a month, the specific effect seems to be quite good.
These rookies have somewhat of a military look to them.
Just after thinking of something, Chen Tang, a boring gourd, suddenly asked with a very worried expression:
"Based on our training syllabus, Lao Hei is almost done with the queue training.
The next time will soon involve the use of muskets and other related tactics. Can Lang Qing's muskets be in place in time?"
After hearing such a sentence, Lao Hei also had a sad look on his face.
Because they know very well that the Jin people will not give them too long to prepare.
At most, it will not be until September, after this year's grain harvest, when the autumn air is crisp and the people and horses are fat, that the Jin army will continue to move southward.
Therefore, the time left for them to train and form an army is only six months.
According to their initial army reorganization plan, all new recruits would first undergo a three-month training camp, and then be reorganized and run-in for three months.
After that, he will have a deadly fight with Jin Bing.
Therefore, their time every day is very precious now, and every training and running-in step planned in advance cannot be disrupted.
Otherwise, if you make a mistake, it will affect the combat effectiveness of the new army.
But they also knew that in such a short period of time, with the manpower and material resources at hand, they would have to complete at least 30,000 muskets, as well as other weapons and armor.
What a huge pressure it will be for the Ministry of Industry, which is in charge of Lang Qing, Lao Tie, Wu Zu and others.
"I heard that the prototype gun has been completed. Let's go and take a look at it later. They have to produce one or two thousand of them first so that the recruits can take turns using them."
Finally, Lao Hei said such a helpless sentence...
Thanks to adequate food and good training in half a month, his body has become stronger and stronger now.
It was a distance of fifteen miles from the new barracks to Kaifeng City. Hou San walked back easily and in a fit of anger. When he walked into the city gate, there were only a few beads of sweat on his forehead.
The problem is, after he walked into the city gate.
Looking at the extremely familiar houses and streets in front of him, Hou San suddenly felt a little strange.
The houses are still the same houses and the streets are still the same streets, but after taking a quick look at them, there is always an indescribable feeling.
Immediately, I couldn't help but muttered something in my mouth:
"Huh? This is Kaifeng City. I have lived here for more than twenty years since I was a child. How come I haven't been back for only half a month? Why do I feel so unrecognizable?"
After a while, Hou Sancai slapped his forehead and realized that Kaifeng City had become surprisingly clean.
In the past, in Kaifeng City, there were places called "garbage rooms" at street corners and city gates, where people could dump their household garbage in and then transport it out of the city by special horse-drawn carriages.
For example, the waiters will clean the streets in front of some shops from time to time.
But there will always be some garbage abandoned by people on the street, even the feces of large animals.
As a result, now, after taking a quick look, none of these familiar things are gone, which is very clean.
However, because he was eager to go home, Hou San was too lazy to care about it for a while. After hurriedly apologizing to his colleagues, he walked quickly towards Qingyi Lane where he was.
I walked, walked, because my throat felt a little itchy.
Immediately, with the sound of "TUI~", a mouthful of phlegm was spit out a long distance.
Then before he could take two steps, an unusually high-pitched voice sounded from behind him: "That man, stop for me now~"
When I looked back, I saw an old woman with white hair.
She was wearing a starched white underskirt and a red cloth circlet on her right arm, and she was walking towards her at a fast pace.
Before Hou San could speak, the old woman shouted a series of words:
"According to the latest regulations of Kaifeng Prefecture, in order to maintain street hygiene, no one is allowed to spit or defecate at will. If you violate the rules, you will be fined one cent for the first time and two cents for the second time.
The third time he was not punished, he was taken directly to the Kaifeng Mansion and imprisoned for three days. He even had a meal delivered to him from home.
When I see the way you are dressed, I think you are a new soldier who just returned to the city after the military holiday today. It should be considered your first offense. Please pay a penny immediately."
After saying that, he held a wooden whistle in his hand, as if Hou San would blow the whistle to call someone if he didn't obey.
Instinctively, I glanced around and found that the pedestrians around me were all familiar. It was probably not the old woman trying to extort money.
Hou San smiled bitterly and took out a penny from his pocket. When he handed it over, he asked curiously: "Auntie, are you a public servant of Kaifeng Mansion?"
Xu San's appearance of paying the money happily and his status as a new soldier made the old woman have a good impression.
After putting down the whistle, taking a penny, and handing over a small piece of paper with a red seal, he answered happily:
"I don't have that kind of blessing. It's just that Her Majesty the Queen and Grandpa Hu were kind, seeing that I and other helpless old women have no means of making a living.
While letting me and others clean the streets, if I see someone spitting or urinating at will, I will stop them and fine them. I will receive a monthly subsidy of money and food, so that they will not starve to death~"
While saying this, Hou San could clearly see the good energy on the old woman's face, which could be said to be something he had never seen before.
For a time, the strangeness brought to him by the current Kaifeng City was even stronger; but such a change full of vitality seemed to be quite good...
