Zhao Yun, who has been leading soldiers all his life, understands one thing very well: after giving an order, he can act according to the order and insist on walking eighty miles a day for half a month without complaining. How terrible is it?
What's even more frightening is that these soldiers are not old soldiers who survived the battlefield by chance, but a group of new soldiers who have mostly never been in a battle.
Moreover, after they arrived at the place, they could quickly form a team and form a neat formation after the general gave the order.
This kind of soldier can't just randomly recruit adult men into the army.
When the Han Dynasty was strong and powerful, it was emphasized that "non-priests were not allowed to join the army."
At that time, the Han Dynasty not only paid attention to training that was adapted to local conditions and different types of troops, but also insisted on regular review and assessment of soldiers.
Only those who pass daily training can go to the battlefield.
If you fail the assessment on weekdays, you will be punished.
Then after experiencing several battlefield battles, as long as they can survive, they can directly become elite soldiers, real elite soldiers.
Follow orders and move forward despite all difficulties and dangers.
If there is a prohibition, stop it, and you will not be afraid of the sword.
Leaders like this kind of soldiers the most, because they have terrible execution ability and amazing perseverance, which can maximize the general's intentions.
Whether it is the champion Hou of the former Han Dynasty who led 800 cavalry deep into the desert, or the thirteen warriors of Geng Gong of the later Han Dynasty who returned to Yumen, not only did the commander win the hearts of the soldiers, but also the soldiers were well-trained on weekdays.
The officers and soldiers were all capable, which was one of the important reasons why the Han Dynasty was able to sweep through the surrounding areas.
However, after the Yellow Turban Rebellion, in order to expand their power, various princes recruited civilians to join the army and drove them into battle.
After experiencing countless battles, if one out of a hundred people could survive, he would be considered an elite soldier. The rest would either die on the spot, or be left disabled and starve to death.
In other words, this is simply a pawn created by using the most cruel method and using human lives.
Moreover, in Zhao Yun's view, this kind of elite soldiers are just a killing tool in the hands of various people. They are not at the same level as the elite soldiers used by the Han Dynasty to devour the world, expel the barbarians, and protect the peace of the people.
However, at this time, a strange person appeared in the big man.
This alien recruited a thousand soldiers in Nanxiang.
Among these thousands of people, there were Hu people, some Liao people, and some Han people.
With an order, this group of soldiers must march eighty miles every day for half a month.
However, these thousands of soldiers not only have no complaints, but are proud to move forward bravely and are ashamed to fall behind.
Although I don't know if it is like fire, it is as fast as the wind, as slow as a forest, and as motionless as a mountain. Even if it is a bit overrated, I think it is not far off.
I didn’t expect that this alien would still dislike him?
This is really unreasonable!
Mr. Zhao almost blurted out immediately: You don’t want to give it to me! I want it!
Mr. Zhao was just thinking of this, but he didn't expect that the Junhou named Feng who was lecturing in front of him pointed at him and said, "Do you know who this is? He is General Zhao, the founder of the Han Dynasty and the general of Zhendong!"
The soldiers below immediately started a slight commotion.
I could only hear Feng Tubao saying sadly, "You are not only embarrassed in front of me now, but you are also embarrassed in front of General Zhendong! It really disappoints me!"
Zhao Yun:......
He glanced sideways at Feng Yong, and a word came to his mind for no reason: clever words and charming words!
"During these days in Jincheng, we must also strengthen our training, do you understand?"
"clear!"
The soldiers responded with a roar and high spirits.
"Okay, let's disband."
The orders were passed down layer by layer, and the soldiers, led by the leaders of each team, gradually left the field.
Even when you leave, it is as smooth as when you entered. It is also a kind of enjoyment to watch.
Zhao Yun sighed, stood behind Feng Yong and asked quietly, "What do you want with those four hundred people?"
"What four hundred people?"
Feng Yong was a little confused, so he turned around.
"I heard clearly just now that there are 671 people who can reach Jincheng on time, and there are still about 400 people left on the road. What do you plan to do with them?"
"Naturally let them return to Nanxiang."
"Don't you want to take them to Yuejun?"
"What are you going to do with these unqualified soldiers?"
"I'll discuss this with you."
Zhao Yun waved his hand to drive everyone away, came up to Feng Yong, and said something.
"Since you don't want those four hundred people, how about giving them to me?"
"What does the old general want them to do? They are all unworthy..."
"I like things that are not popular. For example, I like to eat dog meat."
Zhao Yun looked straight at Feng Yong and said sincerely.
Feng Yonggan laughed and said, "Old General Zhao is joking."
Zhao Yun snorted, "That's because you were joking first."
As he said that, he pointed to the leaving soldiers and said, "Do you know what surprised me most about these soldiers just now?"
Feng Yong scratched his head, "Could it be a queue?"
"As long as you train hard day after day, you can always achieve the formation thing."
"That means they can live eighty miles a day?"
"You also know that walking eighty miles a day is a big deal?" Zhao Yun glared at Feng Yong angrily, "Then you just scolded them for being useless?"
"Don't I think that if you don't hit or scold, you won't be effective?"
Feng Yong chuckled.
Zhao Yun looked at Feng Yong, regardless of his confusion, and sighed again, "Walking eighty miles a day, as long as we carefully select the best soldiers, it is not impossible. The soldiers of Wei who were trained by Wu Qi were better than Your soldiers are much more powerful."
"Then what surprised General Zhao about them?"
Feng Yong asked strangely.
"Although I don't know exactly how many people you transferred from Nanxiang. But I know that there are currently 671 people in Jincheng."
Zhao Yun looked at Feng Yong seriously and said, "This is the number compiled by the soldiers below just now after reporting their numbers one by one. It is not the number you specially sent to count."
"This means that every one of those soldiers can learn arithmetic? Is that correct?"
"Well, that's right." Feng Yong nodded and admitted, explaining by the way, "Nanxiang soldiers, every soldier must at least learn addition and subtraction within a hundred and the trick of ninety-nine, and also be able to recognize some commonly used words.
"
That is, it is at the level of half a primary school student. Given the current conditions in Nanxiang, it is not difficult as long as you are willing to implement it.
"As for those who have reached the rank of team leader or above, the requirements are even higher." At this point, Feng Yong spread his hands, "So now, Nanxiang can only draw a thousand famous soldiers at most."
"A thousand names are already scary."
Zhao Yun looked at the backs of the soldiers leaving the scene and said slowly, "The former Han Dynasty took the descendants of those who died in the army, raised Yulin officers, and taught five soldiers, and then they formed the Yulin army. The number of Yulin soldiers was no more than two.
Thousands of people.”
As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "You soldiers, are you following the example of the Yulin Orphans?"
Feng Yong trembled, "Old General Zhao, don't talk nonsense about this kind of thing!"
"What are you afraid of!" Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong with disdain, "I only said that your soldiers are similar to the Yulin orphans, and nothing else."
"The sergeants of the Yulin Army are all literate and have learned the art of the Five Soldiers. Although they are small in number, they are very powerful in combat. I dare not say that one can be equal to a hundred, but one is more than enough to be equal to ten."
Zhao Yun's eyes flashed with an inexplicable light, and he looked at Feng Yong, "Why do you want everyone in Nanxiang to be literate and read?"
"I have been recruiting old soldiers who have retired from the battlefield to go to Nanxiang. Don't tell me that they really go there to enjoy their happiness?"
The more Zhao Yun spoke, the brighter his eyes became, and he couldn't help but point at Feng Yong, "How dare you say that you are not imitating the Yulin Orphans?!"
Feng Yong:……
"You made such preparations three years ago. What was your purpose?"
Zhao Yun seemed to have come to a conclusion. He didn't wait for Feng Yong to explain, and began to stare at him seriously and ask.
Feng Yong smiled bitterly and said, "General Zhao, if I say that I just wanted to educate Hu Yi as soon as possible, would you believe it?"
"I believe it, of course I believe it. But is it just for this?"