At present, Zhu Yixi only has three cards in his hand.
The General Medical Office is responsible for buying people's hearts, the Plague Camp is for gathering troops to relieve Sun Chuanting's worries, and the last Craftsman Camp is for strengthening the army.
And the one hundred orphan army in hand is not useful now and will take a few years to be used. They are good as personal soldiers.
The most important thing is the two thousand epidemic prevention soldiers.
Most of them are obedient and honest. The key is that after half a year of training, they have become familiar with military flags, military drums, etc., and have learned to obey.
"But, two thousand people is a bit too small."
When Zhu Yixi thought of the 100,000 Qin troops, hundreds of thousands of thieves, and the Jiannu slaves who were watching eagerly outside the pass, she couldn't help but feel frightened.
"No, we need to select the backbone and train them so that when they are spread out, they will become an army."
Different from the servant system of the Ming Dynasty and Li Zicheng's old camp, Zhu Yixi felt that he could not hold on to all the elites and not let them go, but should let some of them go to train junior officers.
An elite force, coupled with a large number of low-level soldiers, is not invincible. For cavalry like the Eight Banners, during the stalemate stage, they will be coerced by the weak soldiers and flee without defeat.
After all, a war is a holistic one, and what is tested is the shortcomings of both sides.
For the current Zhu Yixi, only this method is more suitable, and the army can be expanded at any time.
With this thought in mind, he came to the plague camp.
In the nearby upstream, an army was continuously conducting formation training.
As the saying goes, the most important thing in the army is obedience, and formation training requires obedience to be engraved into your bones.
"One, two, one, one, two, one..." Two thousand people were running around the school grounds, in uniform order, with loud slogans, and looked impressive.
On the side, a big man kept shouting and scolding with those sticks, which reminded Zhu Yixi of his instructor in college.
As the training officer of the Orphan Army, Zhu Meng was transferred to the epidemic prevention camp and once again served as the training officer.
So far, it is extremely qualified.
As soon as he saw Zhu Yixi arriving, he hurriedly ran over and panted:
"Sect Master, you are here."
"Why, the progress is so fast, Datou, you are doing a good job!"
Zhu Yixi praised.
"Hehe!" Zhu Meng scratched his head and said with a smile: "I selected twenty people from the orphan army. Each person is responsible for a team, and I will take the overall responsibility."
"Not bad, there is progress!"
Zhu Yixi nodded, looked at the soldiers running against the sun, and said softly:
"The queues, the runs, these continue for another month, and that's it."
"I think so!" Zhu Meng nodded and said:
"Although these soldiers are not as clever as the orphan army, they are very obedient and adapted to them in a few days. They are provided with delicious food and drink, and they don't want to leave."
"What should we do about the plague camp?" Zhu Yixi then remembered it and said hurriedly: "We can't ignore it there."
"It's okay. The fences are all enclosed, leaving only one exit, and a trench has been built. The dozens of Orphan Army soldiers are enough."
Zhu Meng laughed.
That's right, it's difficult for a group of sick people to escape.
Zhu Yixi breathed a sigh of relief.
"We queue up and run in the morning, and we have to do something different in the afternoon."
"Sect Master, they don't have much strength. They have been eating for more than ten days. If they can train for a whole morning, it will be good."
Zhu Meng said anxiously.
"You need to take care of yourself more. I'm not talking about training."
Zhu Yixi shook her head, looking down at these rather thin soldiers, her tone somewhat helpless.
A large number of refugees went south before, so why didn't he select some to serve as soldiers?
In addition to being afraid of the plague, these refugees are really useless.
The refugees had difficulty keeping their stomachs covered, and they traveled long distances south, spending a lot of energy and blood. Although they looked quite strong, they were already exhausted, and their lifespans were greatly reduced.
If these soldiers only need to be raised for a month or two, the refugees will not be able to recover their essence and blood without two or three years.
Can he wait two or three years now? Being able to help Sun Chuanting relieve the victims is already pretty good.
Therefore, even if there was a shortage of soldiers, Sun Chuanting only appeased the victims and asked them to farm and build cities, and did not dare to recruit soldiers.
The same goes for other bandits and thieves. They often don't have enough to eat and are no longer able to survive.
The soldiers in front of them have been eating and drinking for more than half a year, but their stomachs are short of oil and water. If they eat more meat and fish, they will become stronger.
Zhu Yixi still took advantage.
"From now on, I will take some time every afternoon to tell them some stories and teach them how to read and write."
As he said that, Zhu Yixi turned around and asked, "You seem to have been studying Buddhism for five or six years. You can also teach."
"I can't!" Zhu Meng shook his head and hurriedly refused: "I have forgotten most of it a long time ago. I only know a few hundred words."
"never mind!"
Zhu Yixi waved her hand: "I'll let the big guy do it. He will be the accountant and he must be more literate."
In a blink of an eye, it was noon.
The army generally has two meals. Thanks to the thousands of stones of grain purchased from Prince Qin's Mansion, there is still no shortage of food, so it is increased to three meals.
Even Sun Chuanting believed that soldiers should not be overfed. They should only eat dry food and eat thin food during normal times. They can only be full when going on an expedition.
Pickles, wild vegetables, and egg soup. These three dishes, plus yellow and black steamed buns, are enough to make the soldiers eat with gusto.
"One meat every three days!" Zhu Meng hurriedly brought the food and said, "Usually it's pork and chicken bought from the people."
"Um!"
Looking at the food, Zhu Yixi also started eating, and finished it in a short while.
However, he always felt that something was wrong.
Looking at the dry cooking, he immediately remembered that there was no oil in it.
Oil, water, oil, water, and vegetable oil are also oils!
Can't I just buy some soybeans and press oil?
So, he smiled even more.
If you eat soybean oil, you will consume less wheat and save a lot of food.
In the afternoon, Zhu Yixi asked everyone to sit down, instantly establishing the image of a personal soldier.
He took the stage:
"Do you know who I am?"
"General Doctor Zhu——" "Chief Zhu!" "Inspector Zhu!"
"That's right!" Zhu Yixi nodded, but said loudly:
"But from today on, I hope you will call me Inspector Zhu. You are not allowed to tell anyone about the things in the military camp, including food and drills. Do you hear me? If you tell me, it will be gone."
"Yes -" Everyone was reluctant to bear such good treatment and responded loudly.
"Today, I will tell you a story about Yue Fei tattooing -"
"Okay -" When they heard it was a story, everyone immediately cheered. Isn't this a storyteller? Storytelling in the city still costs money!
Immediately, Zhu Yixi spoke eloquently and conducted a comprehensive dissection of Yue Fei's thoughts of serving the country with loyalty.
Everyone was mesmerized and understood the spirit of Yue Fei's biography very thoroughly.
After finishing speaking, Zhu Yixi asked with a smile: "Does anyone know why Yue Fei wanted to resist gold?"
Everyone was at a loss, they all knew they had to resist Jin, but Sun didn't know why he resisted Jin. He knew it was happening, but he didn't know why.
Zhu Yixi didn't expect these big-headed soldiers to know. He asked and answered himself:
"Because he didn't want his family and children to become slaves of the subjugated country and be oppressed by the Jin people."
(You have to be bullied by Mr. Guan and Qiu Ba, it’s no different)
"I don't want my relatives to shave their hair and wear clothes, and their long hair will be in braids, which is ugly."
(It would be nice to be alive...)
"I don't want to wait for others to be bullied at will by the golden people, **."
(What is an inferior person?)
"You all know about the three rates, right? That's because we established slaves to seize our land and people, and the court had no choice but to raise taxes. Therefore, the three rates are because of the establishment of slaves, otherwise it wouldn't have caused many families to be destroyed—"
(It turns out that the imperial court levied taxes, all because of the establishment of slaves. My copper coins, damn the establishment of slaves——)
"Down with Jiannu, kill Jiannu——"
At this time, everyone became angry and shouted that they wanted to overthrow the Jian slaves.
The pain of three wages was really profound for him.
Zhu Yixi nodded with satisfaction. The brainwashing was half successful, and he had to keep up his efforts.