Chapter 0496 Let’s talk about the next thing later
The priests were taught literacy and arithmetic, and then the veterans on the battlefield taught them how to fight for their lives on the battlefield. If Feng Yong dared to say that he had no other ideas, Zhao Yun would dare to seize the team by force on the spot.
"Of course... no, it's for the capital that I rely on a little bit."
Feng Yong said helplessly, half-truthfully, "After all, Yiwen and others will always go out to make achievements in the future. When the time comes, they can have some of their own disciples, and I will feel more confident."
Zhao Yun then nodded in agreement, "Subordinate soldiers? That's a good word."
As he spoke, he nodded more vigorously, "So far, it seems that your method is good. The hundreds of people you have now, even the most ordinary soldiers, if they are really experienced in the future, take them out and put them somewhere else."
In such a place, even being the chief of a village would be an insult to them."
Feng Yong pretended to smile again.
Of course he knew that his soldiers were trained in the direction of grassroots cadres in the army.
Nanxiang's army is, to put it bluntly, a military academy without walls.
As long as the people who come out of it have actually been on the battlefield, the new recruits will become veterans, and the veterans will become elite soldiers, and then use them as the backbone to quickly raise an army of tens of thousands of people, it is a normal thing.
If one person learns, he can teach ten people; if ten people have learned it, he can teach hundreds of people... Ten thousand people have learned it, and he can teach three armies. This is the training method of Wei soldiers.
At the same time, it is also the "teaching method" of the Rabbit Army in later generations.
Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong meaningfully, "Everyone said that Feng Langjun was far-sighted, and I finally understood his lesson."
At the same time, I was thinking in my mind that Erlang has now begun to lead an army on his own, and this son is now preparing to lead the army to Yuejun. It seems that these Nanxiang soldiers are just the time to use them.
The Prime Minister often said that in recent years, the elites gathered by the late Emperor from all over the world have gradually withered, and he felt very anxious.
But this person seems to have found another supplementary method, but I don’t know if it can work?
Zhao Yun thought deeply for a moment, then looked at the soldiers who were retreating, and asked, "How much does it cost to raise these soldiers?"
"You eat three times a day, and you have to eat meat every three days. You train all the year round, so you don't have to slack off, and you don't have to worry about your family. Your parents and your wife will receive preferential treatment from Nanxiang."
Training is very physically demanding, so you must eat nutritiously.
Just the standard of eating meat once every three days is something that only Nanxiang, who owns a pasture in the Han Dynasty, can afford.
Although this is already a very low standard in Feng Yong's opinion, in other places, most ordinary soldiers only have the opportunity to eat a bite of meat before a battle.
These days, it’s not about comparing who is doing better or better, but who is worse than who is worse.
In troubled times, life is as cheap as grass. When those who almost died in suffering finally lived a good life, Feng Yong believed that they all worked hard to maintain the rare pure land of Nanxiang.
The further improvement of dry food, the large-scale application of wheelbarrows, and the purchase of more than 2,000 Yunnan horses from Zhuge Laoyao, as well as the increasing maturity of Dongfeng Express, formed the basis for the Nanxiang soldiers to go to war in the Han Dynasty.
Food standards are guaranteed.
If the Northern Expedition is to be considered in the future, then Yuejun's horse farm will not hesitate.
Although the era of "wars are fought by logistics" has not yet arrived, logistics has a considerable influence on wars in any era.
"If someone is injured or disabled on the battlefield, Nanxiang will have his own share of life. If he is killed in battle, Nanxiang will support his parents and wife."
Feng Yong continued to explain.
"I heard that the people in Nanxiang have no worries about food and clothing. They are much better than elsewhere. If they are treated more favorably and raised well, what level will it be like?"
Zhao Yun sighed, "It's no wonder you treated them like that just now. They were so willing to treat them like mustard. So even if I want to take away the remaining four hundred people, I'm afraid I won't be able to raise them easily." Get up?"
Feng Yong didn't say anything and took it as his acquiescence.
To put it bluntly, the current appearance of Nanxiang is a bit like the model of the Frontier Construction Corps of later generations.
All personnel are managed in a militarized manner, and there is quite an atmosphere where everyone is a soldier.
The characteristics of the proletariat provide the basis for this atmosphere.
Although this model eventually develops and reaches a certain scale, it will produce a certain degree of xenophobia and various problems such as bloat, corruption, and infighting.
But in the current world, this is the fastest way that Feng Yong can think of to bring Han and Hu Liao together - no matter whether the method is crude or not, as long as it is effective.
As for the problems that arise after interest groups of sufficient scale are formed, that will be something to be solved in the future.
As long as the pros outweigh the cons at the moment, that's fine.
Zhao Yun didn't know what Feng Yong was thinking. He thought about it carefully and found that only a strange place like Nanxiang was qualified to raise troops like this.
The soldiers of Wei trained by Wu Qi fought in all directions and achieved the extraordinary feat of "seventy-two battles, a total victory of sixty-four, and the rest were eliminated (regardless of the outcome)".
However, this method of raising troops also has a drawback, which is that it is extremely expensive.
In its heyday, Wei Wuzu could only raise tens of thousands of soldiers despite all the efforts of the country.
And once the loss is excessive, it is difficult to replenish it.
Zhao Yun didn't know how capable Nanxiang's soldiers were at replenishing their ranks, but he knew that with the current situation, the Han Dynasty could never afford this method of raising troops.
So he had no choice but to sigh, waved his hand and said, "Didn't you bring people here and want them to meet the soldiers? Go ahead and make arrangements. Erlang stays here. I have something to tell you."
Feng Yong looked at Zhao Guang behind him and saw that his face turned pale.
This kid seems to have a deep psychological shadow on his adults.
"Brother...brother."
After Feng Yong greeted everyone and prepared to leave, Zhao Erlang, who was famous as a hero in Jincheng, whispered two words with some trembling. At the same time, judging from his mouth shape, there should be two words "save me" that he didn't dare to say. , there was even a look of help in his eyes.
No future!
Feng Yong also glared, "Mr. Zhao, even if he didn't want to hit you at first, will still get angry when he sees you like this."
Ignoring him, Feng Yong led everyone away.
"Sir...sir."
Zhao Guang shouted, moved his legs and walked slowly towards his master.
"Why are you so far away? I won't hit you, come here quickly."
Zhao Yun drank.
As soon as he heard that the adults had no intention of taking action, Zhao Guang immediately trotted over.
Zhao Yun stood there and pondered, but did not speak for a long time.
Just when Zhao Guang thought that his master was trying his best to find an excuse to slap him, he finally heard his master ask, "Do you know about Nanxiang's military training method?"
When Zhao Guang heard this, he secretly breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile, "Of course I know this. In fact, many of these soldiers have been trained by children themselves."
"On the other hand, brother, apart from personally training the soldiers at the beginning, later on when we were able to take over, he rarely left the field except for writing training manuals."
"Write a code of conduct?"
After hearing this, Zhao Yun felt that he had caught something, "What code of conduct?"
"Oh, my brother specially compiled a code of conduct for the soldiers in Nanxiang. It stipulated many complicated rules, down to the details of how the soldiers should walk in the camp."
"Some places have to be carried out by soldiers. At first, everyone thought it was strange."
"Later I discovered that the soldiers trained with this drill really made people worry a lot. Later, it was very easy to teach them to form a military formation. With just one order, they can use their arms and fingers..."
When Zhao Guang talked about military matters, he became a little excited and danced and made gestures to Zhao Yun.
"There is such a thing? Then why have you never told me?"
When Zhao Yun heard this, he frowned first, and then asked Zhao Guang coldly.
If you don't tell yourself such a big thing, do you still have me as an adult in your heart?
Zhao Guang choked for a while and then said in a stuttering voice, "Didn't your Excellency say before that this art of war is an important weapon of the country and should not be taken lightly? Those thirty-six strategies before..."
I used to say that I learned the Thirty-Six Strategies of War from my brother, and I was scolded by adults, saying that the art of war in this world should not be taken lightly.
Later, he was taken to the martial arts training ground by the adults and practiced for a while.
From then on, as long as it was about the art of war in the army, I never dared to mention it to the adults.