Chapter 55: The Soldier's Edges

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The problem of the camp was not a special case in the Great Song Dynasty, and it was also a common thing for the soldiers and fierce generals of the previous dynasties to disturb the people and make trouble. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 ο½‰ο½Žfo

Xiang Jun is like being raised by his stepmother, his grandmother doesn't hurt, and his uncle doesn't love him. Not only was there a shortage of food and wages, but even basic armaments were insufficient.

It is normal for a set of armor to be used for more than ten years, if it is worn out and wants to wait for the court to be replaced, it is more unreliable than waiting for the sisters in the tiles to do voluntary labor. Either you're naked, or you'll spend your own money to fix it.

Therefore, an inland wing army like the Dengzhou Xiang Battalion does not have such a thing as a military drill at all. It's not that Cao Manjiang is negligent in his duties, but he is afraid that the armor blade will be broken, and when it comes to real use, he can only carry a burning stick into battle.

If you don't practice, what can the more than 500 big men in this battalion do? It's good that there is tolerance for repairing the city and paving the road, at least not letting them be idle, but there are not many such official duties after all. There's nothing to do, you can't let these people stare at them in the camp, right? Therefore, you have to let them out, and if you let them out, you will inevitably get into trouble, and Cao Manjiang is also the first two big, and there is no way to do it.

And Tang Yi said that he has a way...

Hehe... His method even tickles his teeth that he hates, and it is estimated that the men in the camp will know that it was his idea, and they will have the heart to kill him.

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Two days later, Cao Manjiang took a few of his cronies to Tang Ji Restaurant again.

This time, instead of beef, I brought a few fresh vegetables.

It's almost October, the weather is getting cooler, and fresh vegetables are already in demand. In addition to radish and pine cabbage on the market, dishes with a little variety of tricks are more expensive than beef and mutton. This is still the beginning of winter, and by the end of the year, it will be several times more expensive than now.

When Tang Yi saw them coming, he slapped the written "bad idea" on the table.

"Do what is written on it! In less than three months, they will be trained to be obedient and close. ”

Cao Manjiang glanced at the things on the table, and his heart .....

That's too long an idea, isn't it?

I saw that the dense fly-headed small letters were written all over the big paper, and it was not one, but more than a dozen pieces of paper.

Picking it up and sweeping it roughly, Cao Ying's face turned green.

"This, this, this.... It's too damaging.... You can't put people to death? ”

The first few people in the royal capital are illiterate, and they are in a hurry to stare at the small words on the paper with their necks stretched, what is the method? Scare Cao Tou'er like this?

Tang Yi sneered, "You believe me right, just manage the troops according to this method, and make sure that they don't have any effort to go out to the wilderness." ”

Cao Manjiang looked at the letter suspiciously for a while, pointed to one of the paragraphs and read:

"Keep your heels close together, your toes about a palm's distance apart; The legs are straight, the lower abdomen is slightly retracted, and the chest is naturally straight; The upper body is upright and slightly leaning forward; The shoulders should be flat and slightly stretched back; The arms hang down naturally, the fingers are brought together and slightly flexed, the tip of the thumb is attached to the second segment of the index finger, and the middle finger is attached to the middle of the side of the leg; The head should be straight, the neck should be straight, the mouth should be closed, the chin should be slightly retracted, and the eyes should be level forward. ”

"This, this, this... What does this mean? Just standing? ”

"Dry standing?" Wang Du and the others glanced at each other, and said in their hearts, standing is standing, why are there so many rules? That's too much to ask, isn't it? Where are the finger swings stipulated?

"That's right!" Tang Yiyin smiled. "This standing posture alone is enough for them to practice for ten days and half a month., and they will definitely not have the energy to cause trouble for you."

"What about this... What does this housekeeping mean? Cao Manjiang pointed to another paragraph.

"It's just folding quilts."

"Folding quilts?"

Wang Dutou heard something useful again, but... There are also rules for folding quilts? What does it have to do with the soldiers?

"Follow me!" Tang Yi greeted and led everyone upstairs to his own bedroom.

Several strong men followed in, crowding a room, all gathered around the bed, watching Tang Yi fold the quilt.

After looking at it for a while, not only Cao Manjiang, but also the faces of several heads turned green... This is a quilt folding, which is more troublesome than embroidery.

I saw Tang Dalang spread out a large quilt, flattened the folds on the quilt with his elbows, compacted the quilt, and then folded it into a long strip three times, and pressed a few creases on the quilt with his palm.

Cao Manjiang said in his heart that this quilt was folded beautifully. But he didn't want to, Tang Dalang didn't stop at all, and pinched the various folds of the quilt, and tinkered for a long time, and the big quilt actually made him pinch it into a square, like a tofu block.

Just when everyone thought that this time was finally over, Tang Yi took out another chopstick and smoothed out the folds of each corner of the quilt with chopsticks, which was considered complete.

"Look at it, it's called folding quilts!"

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Cao Manjiang is a little blind...

He never dreamed that the quilt could be folded like this. Not only is there a flute and horns, but also like a knife and an axe chisel, a soft quilt actually presents a masculine and tough beauty.

All the big and rough people also leaned over and looked at the "tofu block" on the bed like hell.

Cao Manjiang stretched out his hand to touch it, but retracted it again, the quilt was folded so that he didn't dare to bang it, for fear of touching it.

Wang Dutou even took half a day to react..

"This... That's pretty too, isn't it.? ”

"It's okay.!" Tang Yi smiled immodestly: "I haven't folded it for a long time, if it was before, it could have been folded more beautifully." ”

Cao Manjiang stared at the tofu cubes and nodded, "This is good, go back and let those lazy people do the same!" ”

Now those lazy men in the camp don't talk about folding quilts, the barracks are similar to pigs' nests.

"It's not just about folding quilts." Tang Yi continued: "In the thing I wrote for you, even how to fold the military uniform, how to place the basin and the scarf, and where the tips of the cloth shoes should be facing, are clearly written. ”

"Coupled with a series of exercises such as standing in a military posture, queue training, sitting, standing, walking, walking, etc., we are sure to give the camp a new look."

Wang Dutou's scalp was numb when he heard this.....

"You can't put people to death?"

He finally understood why Cao Tou had said this just now.

Tang Yi said: "To be a soldier is to have edges and corners!" As fast as the wind, as swift as a forest, as plundering as fire, and as immobile as a mountain, this is the soldier when the army is marching and arranged. Although the soldiers who have left the battlefield do not need to be so sharp, they must at least be sharp and angular, so that they can be neat and tidy, and sit and stand well. Such soldiers can come when they are called, they can fight, and they will win the battle! ”

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When called, it can fight, and it will win.....

"Well said!"

Cao Manjiang's eyes shone brightly, "Da Lang is worthy of being a protΓ©gΓ© of Fan Gong, and after a few words, he will include the soldier's way of being a soldier and the spirit of killing." ”

Wang Dutou is not, "What Da Lang said is true, but what does this have to do with folding quilts and breaking shoes?" ”

The way to strengthen the army, careful training of the military formation, and these trivial things do not match at all.

"In fact, folding quilts is a way of discipline that changes direction. Use a variety of meticulous rules and regulations to strengthen the restraint and coordination of soldiers. Today he knows how to fold the quilt, and tomorrow he will know how to be a good soldier. Today he is used to putting the basin where to put it, and when he goes to the battlefield in the coming day, he knows where he should put it. ”

"If Commander Cao really implements this method, then the camp will be neat and tidy as far as the eye can see, and in the bottom of his heart, he planted the idea that ten people are like one person and a hundred people are like one person. When the time comes, if one person moves, it will not only be conducive to discipline, but also more convenient for the exercise of orders in real war. ”

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The dozen or so pieces of paper given by Tang Yi are actually a set of military training outlines for later generations.

In the previous life, Tang Yi's grandfather was a veteran who came out of the war years, so Tang's seven sons, except for Tang Yi's uncle, all served as soldiers, and Tang Yi's father was transferred from the position of brigade chief of staff to the local government.

Before the age of fifteen, Tang Yi grew up in the military compound, and he was very familiar with the grassroots management of the army in later generations.

In later generations, almost every college student hated military training, and every recruit who first arrived at the barracks was tired of the endless military posture, the endless queues, and the housekeeping that could never be stacked.... However, only those veterans who have been in the army for a few years will understand what these seemingly useless rules and regulations really mean.

It is these almost perverted rules that turn a "people" into a "soldier"; It is precisely these rules that are buried in the subconscious, the consciousness of prohibiting orders and obeying them regardless of reason; It is these rules that make every soldier grow edges and corners and give birth to faith in his bones.

When Cao Man was worried about the trouble of the soldiers, Tang Yi had an idea, why not let Commander Cao try the methods of governing the army in later generations? Whether it will work or not, he doesn't know, but at least let the idlers in the camp have something to do, so as not to cause trouble to the people again.

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Of course, if the soldiers in the camp hate him or not, he can't care about it.

Anyway, although he didn't really serve as a soldier in later life, it was just a college military training, which tortured him so much that he never wanted to return to the military camp where he grew up, which can be seen.

That's really....

It's sour!

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