Chapter 494 Habayashi Orphan

   Zhao Yun, who has led the army and fought all his life, understands one thing very well: how terrible it is for a soldier who can walk 80 miles without complaint for half a month without complaint.

   What's even more frightening is that these soldiers are not old soldiers who survived the battle, but a group of new soldiers who have never been to battle.

   And after they arrived at the place, they could quickly regroup and form a neat formation when the general gave an order.

   This kind of soldier is not just a random adult man enlisted in the army.

  When the Han Dynasty was strong, it emphasized that "non-clergymen are not allowed to be recruited."

  The big Han at that time not only paid attention to the training that was adapted to local conditions and different arms, but also insisted on regular review and assessment of soldiers.

   Only those who pass the daily training can go to the battlefield.

  If you fail the assessment on weekdays, you will be punished.

  After going through a few 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 ban, stop it, and you will not be afraid of the sword.

  The leaders of the army like this kind of soldiers the most, because they have terrible execution ability and amazing perseverance, which can make the general's intentions get the best use of them.

  Whether it was the former Han champion Hou who led 800 riders into the desert, or the later Han Geng Gong’s thirteen heroes returning to Yumen, besides the commander who won the hearts of the soldiers, the soldiers were well-trained on weekdays.

  The soldiers are strong from top to bottom, which is one of the important reasons why the big man can sweep the surrounding area.

  However, since the Yellow Turban Rebellion, in order to expand their power, the princes of all walks of life wantonly recruited civilians and people into the army and drove them to fight.

  After countless fights, if one out of a hundred people can survive, it is considered a fine soldier. The rest either died on the spot or were disabled and then discarded and starved to death.

   That is to say, this is simply the most cruel way to pile up elite soldiers with human lives.

  And in Zhao Yun's view, this kind of elite soldiers is nothing more than a killing tool in the hands of people from all walks of life, and it is not at the same level as the elite soldiers used by big men to swallow the world, expel Hu Yi, and protect the peace of the people.

  However, at this time, a different kind appeared in the big man.

   This alien recruited a thousand soldiers in Nanxiang.

  Among the thousands of soldiers, there are Hu people, Liao people, and Han people.

   With an order, this group of soldiers will travel eighty miles a day for half a month.

  However, these thousands of soldiers not only have no complaints, but are proud of going forward bravely and ashamed of falling behind.

  Although I don’t know if it’s plundering like fire, but it’s as fast as the wind, as slow as the forest, and as immovable as a mountain.

   Didn't expect this outlier to be disgusted?

   Really unreasonable!

  Master Zhao almost blurted out immediately: You don't want to give it to me! I want it!

  Old Master Zhao was thinking of this, but he didn’t realize that the Junhou Feng who was lecturing in front of him pointed at him and said, “Do you know who this is? It’s the hero of the Han Dynasty, General Zhendong General Zhao!”

   There was a slight commotion among the soldiers below.

  Feng Tubie said sadly, "You are not only ashamed in front of me, but also in front of General Zhendong! It really disappoints me!"

  Zhao Yun:…

   After squinting at Feng Yong, a word suddenly popped up in his heart: clever words!

   "These days in Jincheng, we have to strengthen our training, do you understand?"

"clear!"

  The soldiers responded with a bang, their expressions high.

   "Okay, disband."

  The order was passed down layer by layer, and the soldiers left the field gradually under the leadership of each team.

  Even leaving, it is as smooth as entering, and it is also a kind of enjoyment to watch.

  Zhao Yun sighed, stood behind Feng Yong and asked quietly, "What do you want for the other four hundred people?"

   "What four hundred people?"

  Feng Yong was a little confused, so he turned around.

   "I heard very clearly just now that there are 671 people who can reach Jincheng on time, and about 400 people are left on the road. What are you going to do with them?"

   "Naturally let them return to Nanxiang."

   "Don't take them to Yuejun?"

   "What are these unqualified soldiers supposed to do?"

   "The old man has a discussion with you."

  Zhao Yun waved the crowd away, approached Feng Yong, and said something.

"What?"

   Seeing Zhao Yun's mysterious appearance, Feng Yong asked inexplicably.

   "The four hundred people, since you don't want them, how about giving them to the old man?"

   "What does the old general want them to do? They are all unworthy..."

   "The old man likes things that are not popular. For example, dog meat, the old man likes to eat."

   Zhao Yun looked straight at Feng Yong and said sincerely.

  Feng Yongqian laughed, "Old General Zhao was joking."

  Zhao Yun snorted, "That's because you were joking first."

   As he spoke, he pointed to the departing soldiers and said, "Do you know what surprised me the most about these soldiers just now?"

  Feng Yong scratched his head, "Could it be a queue?"

   "As for the queue, as long as you train hard day after day, you can always achieve it."

   "That means they can get eighty miles a day?"

   "You also know that traveling eighty miles a day is a big deal?" Zhao Yun gave Feng Yong an angry look, "Then you just scolded them for being useless?"

   "I don't think that if you don't beat or scold, you won't be successful."

  Feng Yong smiled.

Zhao Yun looked at Feng Yong, ignored his confusion, and sighed again, "It's not impossible to travel eighty miles a day, as long as you carefully select the best soldiers. The Wei soldiers trained by Wu Qi back then were far more powerful than others. You soldiers are much better."

   "Then why did Old General Zhao surprise them?"

   Feng Yong asked strangely.

   "Although I don't know how many people you transferred from Nanxiang. But I know that there are 671 people who have arrived in Jincheng."

  Zhao Yun looked at Feng Yong seriously, and said, "This is the number collected by the soldiers below after reporting one by one. You didn't send someone to count it."

   "This means that each of those soldiers knows how to count? Right?"

"Well, that's right." Feng Yong nodded and admitted, and explained by the way, "Nanxiang soldiers, every soldier must at least learn addition and subtraction within a hundred and ninety-nine formulas, and be able to recognize some commonly used characters. "

  It is at the level of half a primary school student. With Nanxiang's current conditions, it is not difficult as long as you are willing to implement it.

   "As for the team leader and above, the requirements are even higher." Speaking of this, Feng Yong spread his hands, "So, now Nanxiang can at most draw a thousand soldiers."

   "It's scary to have a thousand names."

Zhao Yun looked at the backs of those leaving the field, and said slowly, "The former Han Dynasty took the descendants of the dead who joined the army, raised Yulin officials, and taught them five soldiers. This is how we got the Habayashi Army. The number of Yubayashi soldiers is no more than two. Thousands of people."

   As he spoke, he lowered his voice and said, "You soldiers, are you following the example of Orphan Habayashi?"

  Feng Yong trembled, "Old General Zhao, you can't talk nonsense about such things!"

   "What are you afraid of!" Zhao Yun glanced at Feng Yong contemptuously, "I only said that you soldiers are similar to Habayashi orphans, and I didn't say anything else."

  "The soldiers of the Habayashi Army, everyone can read and write, and learn the five soldiers. Although the number is small, their combat power is very strong. I dare not say that one is equal to a hundred, but it is more than enough if one is equal to ten."

  Zhao Yun's eyes shone with an inexplicable light, and he looked at Feng Yong, "You asked everyone in Nanxiang to be able to read and write. What is the purpose?"

   "The former recruited the old soldiers who had retired from the battlefield to go to Nanxiang. Don't tell me that they really went there to enjoy themselves?"

  Zhao Yunyue said that his eyes became brighter, and he couldn't help pointing at Feng Yong, "How dare you say that this is not an example of Orphan Habayashi?!"

  Feng Yong: …

   "You made such preparations three years ago, what is the purpose?"

  Zhao Yun seemed to have come to a conclusion. He didn't wait for Feng Yong to defend, and stared at him seriously and asked.

  Feng Yong smiled bitterly, "General Zhao, if I say that I just wanted to educate Hu Yi as soon as possible, do you believe it or not?"

   "I believe, of course I do. But is it just for this?"

   Zhao Yun nodded and asked.

  (end of this chapter)