A week later, the Military Academy began to get back on track.
On campus, officers from various armies are undergoing restorative training, starting with the most basic goose step. The playground is full of people training.
Chen Deng took a leather whip and patrolled around the school. He scolded anyone who saw irregularities.
Although the Ming army manual stipulated that soldiers could not be beaten or scolded without reason, Chen Deng was a civilized man after all.
The curse didn't contain a single curse word, but it was unpleasant to the ears.
Li Siming's face turned black for a while and purple for a while.
He felt it. Chen Deng liked to catch him in his weird ways.
At dinner time, Li Siming lined up and waited quietly for food.
Ding Qiao, who was behind him, pushed him quietly and said softly: "Lao Li, I may have to go back to the dormitory late tonight. The instructor has something to do with me. You guys should go to bed first."
"OK."
Li Siming replied without thinking.
At this time, the four people behind also spoke. The instructor had something to do with him and might come back later.
This makes Li Siming full of questions. The instructors are looking for you, why not me?
With doubts, Li Siming finished dinner in silence. He did not go back to the dormitory directly, but came to Chen Deng's office.
"Duoduoduo~"
There was a knock on the door, the incandescent light was on in the office, and Chen Deng was giving daily ratings to each student.
He replied without raising his head: "The door is unlocked, come in!"
Li Siming pushed the door open, closed it carefully, and tiptoed to Chen Deng's side.
"Principal, why were Wang Zaihan and the others approached by the instructor? Why wasn't I approached by the instructor?"
Chen Deng was annoyed when he heard Li Siming's loud voice. He raised his head and adjusted his glasses, which frightened Li Siming and stood at attention.
"Mr. Li, if you have nothing to do, you can go play by yourself and don't delay my business."
Chen Deng waved his hand impatiently, ready to drive people away.
The more he chased people away, the more confused Li Siming felt.
Li Siming talked around Chen Deng, but when he saw that Chen Deng didn't even raise his head and concentrated on grading, he could only leave angrily.
On the way back, Li Siming scratched his head for a long time, but he still couldn't figure out what the five comrades had done.
"Forget it, never mind, wait until they come back and ask again..."
Li Siming muttered, took down a copy of "The Art of War" from the bookshelf and left the dormitory.
He plans to find a quiet and beautiful place to study.
"Sun Tzu said: The important affairs of the country, the place of life and death, the way of survival and death, must be carefully observed..."
Li Siming shook his head, walking and reading along the bright street lights on the roadside.
"Sun Tzu's Art of War" and other military books are required reading subjects in military officers' schools, accounting for a large amount of space in strategy courses.
Credits for strategy courses are a major part of military school assessments. The Military Academy was established to train officers at all levels. It allows some officers to not be rated as excellent in physical fitness, but it will never allow officers to deduct more than two points from the credits for strategy courses.
This makes the students very worried.
Especially those officers who had only learned some common words in military literacy classes, cried out after seeing this provision.
Li Siming had attended a private school and had no problem with literacy, but this was his first time reading various military books.
He must seize every available moment to study.
Many students choose to study in the study room after dinner, and some who like a comfortable environment will take a walk by the lake of the military academy while studying.
Li Siming walked, immersed in the ocean of knowledge.
There are students all around. Some are immersed in reading under the street lights, and some are scratching their heads while reading the military book on the bench.
"Therefore, the classics use five things to organize and analyze the emotions: the first is Tao, the second is Heaven, the third is Earth, the fourth is General, and the fifth is Dharma. The Tao..."
In a pavilion at the intersection of several trails, Li Siming was reading and thinking about the meaning, scratching his head and head anxiously.
At this time, he seemed to hear a familiar voice.
He looked up, then narrowed his eyes.
I saw Ding Qiao coming from the opposite side, staring at the book without moving his eyes, shaking his head while reading.
Not only Ding Qiao, but Zhao Tiezhu and others also came from other trails.
The sound of reading stopped abruptly.
The six people looked at each other awkwardly.
Even the most honest Yang Cheng couldn't hold back anymore. He said a little embarrassedly: "Good guys, aren't they all approached by the instructor? Why are you all walking by the lake?"
"Are you playing tricks on your brother?"
The six people laughed and patted each other on the shoulders. The scene was very lively.
Everyone's shoulders were slapped with a "slap" sound.
"Okay, okay, stop patting, your arm will be dislocated if you pat it again!"
Li Siming pushed Ding Qiao away.
Several people looked at each other and smiled, sitting on the benches around the pavilion and continuing to read.
"Therefore, the school uses tactics to find out the emotions, saying: Who has the right way, the master? Who is the general capable? Who can get the heaven and the earth? Who can carry out the laws? Who is the strongest among the soldiers? How well trained are the soldiers? Who knows the rewards and punishments? This is how I know the victory or defeat. That’s it.”
Zhao Tiezhu scratched his head, put down his book and asked a few people: "Brothers, what do you mean by the world? Do you mean the right time, right place, and right people?"
Sa Zhenbing on the side put down his book and smiled slightly.
"Let me explain, it means..."
After all, Sa Zhenbing also had a family background, and his education was much higher than that of others. He did not hide it secretly, but explained it to Zhao Tiezhu openly.
With the example of Sa Zhenbing, the pavilion became lively.
Many scratching students came over upon hearing the sound and gathered around the pavilion to listen to the lecture.
Everyone exchanged their experiences with each other and had a great time chatting. As they chatted, they talked about the war against the Qing Dynasty and the Ming Dynasty.
The most impressive among them was Ding Qiao. He fought continuously for two weeks in Haohe City, killing Qing army corpses everywhere.
The combined results of other officers were not as great as Ding Qiao's.
Ding Qiao was spitting. He stood on the stone table and talked about the two weeks of fighting.
"Good guys, you don't know that during the emergency, I personally went to the city wall to operate a heavy machine gun.
More than twenty gun barrels were scrapped in one day, which was too intense. "
Surrounding them were a group of students eating lemons with red eyes.
In the distance, Chen Deng, who was secretly observing, raised his eyes and showed a happy smile.
He was originally worried that some students would make mistakes and be approached by the instructor, so he quietly followed Li Siming to see the situation.
I didn't expect to see such a scene.
Chen Deng smiled knowingly. It was a good thing that the students could communicate with each other, and he, the principal, could also relax.
Then, he thought of Zhu Zaiming, who often stayed at Jinshen Palace. The biggest principal of the military academy became the storekeeper.
After only showing up at the beginning of school, he gave the teaching task to Chen Deng.
Chen Deng did not dare to be arrogant, he just taught with all his heart.
You know, the so-called instructor is very close to Jin Yiwei. They are both Zhu Zaiming's tentacles!
Two days later, another group of students came to the Military Academy.
Different from the students who arrived one after another in the past, they have all kinds of strange costumes, and their skin color and hair color are also very different from those of the Ming Dynasty people.
These students are all officers from various European countries. The largest number of them are corps commanders, and the eldest is undoubtedly the French Marshal Alexandre Dumas.
Countries paid a large sum of money to send their officers to study in the Ming Dynasty.
And these international students will become the mainstay of the armies of various countries in the future.
Among this group of people, more than thirty serious officers attracted the most attention.
It's not that they did anything special, it's that the officers from other countries around them stayed away from them intentionally or unintentionally.
They were officers from the First German Empire, as well as a few small figures with little success, and even prisoners who had just been released on bail.
For example, Guderian and Gandalf.
