In the east school field, flags were fluttering and drums were rumbling. Yang Quanqi led his army lieutenant generals to watch the new recruits' formation formation.
There was no need to mobilize troops to train new soldiers, but it was related to the competition between the two sons, and would even affect the future leadership of the clan soldiers. Yang Quanqi decided to come and take a look.
The two new troops lined up east and west. Yang Anyuan and Zhao Tian, dressed in military uniforms, rode in front of the formation. The platform was built high, and when standing on the platform, Yang Quanqi could see everything at a glance. The upper and lower parts were divided.
The recruits under Zhao Tian stood up straight, with no one looking around or scratching their heads and heads, and they were full of momentum. Looking at Yang Anyuan's team again, the soldiers at the front to show off were acceptable, while the soldiers at the back who yawned, coughed, and scratched themselves didn't need to be compared to those already in the queue. clumsy.
Yang Anyuan's face was livid, and he glanced at Zhao Tian hatefully, secretly blaming his father for being partial and giving Zhao Tian to Yang Anxuan, so that Shuzi could become famous.
On the general stage, Yang Siping let out an "ouch" and exclaimed in shock: "I really didn't realize that this boy Zhao Tian has a good way of training soldiers. It has only been half a month since the recruits have learned something."
Amidst the sound of the horn and the waving of the flag, simple formations such as sitting up, walking and stopping, left and right, front and back, separation and closing began.
Although they had only practiced for ten days, Zhao Tian's subordinates were already able to behave in a controlled manner and advance and retreat in compliance with regulations. However, Yang Anyuan's subordinates became more and more disorganized and chaotic under the background of Zhao Tian's subordinates.
The drill ended with the sound of drums. One party was overjoyed and the other was dejected. There is a martial arts performance hall behind the general stage, and Yang Quanqi summoned two teams of generals above the village commander to discuss matters.
"Zhao Tian, the new recruits did a good job in training, and you deserve a lot of credit." Yang Quanqi praised with a smile.
Zhao Tian clasped his fists and reported: "The last general dare not take credit. The training method was taught by Yang Junhou."
Yang Anxuan? Everyone in the hall widened their eyes. Yang Quanqi stretched out his hand to stroke his beard to hide his shock. An Xuan gave himself another big surprise.
"Impossible", Yang Anyuan protested: "The third brother has not been in the army for a long time, how can he be familiar with the training method? Zhao Tian must have made a name for him, please father to observe clearly."
Yang Anyuan had to be impatient. If the training method was really taught by Yang Anxuan, then his status in his father's heart would surpass his own.
Cen Minghu also stood up for Yang Anyuan's injustice and bowed and said: "Yang Xiaowei has been sleeping since the end of the year. Every time he drills, he must practice it. Every time he eats and sleeps, he must follow the soldiers. He has worked hard to train the new soldiers. Please observe carefully, general."
Yin Ji looked at Cen Minghu, who had a heavy face, and felt happy in his heart.
All three families have tribes. He and Cen Minghu like to practice the tribe of the clan. Among the three families, the tribe of Cen family is the strongest. It is better than the Yin family and Deng family in single combat or group combat. This time, I finally beat him.
After taking a look at Yang Anxuan, Yin Ji felt for the first time that being under his command was not necessarily a bad thing. In three months, the Yin family soldiers would definitely be stronger than the Cen family.
Yang Quanqi looked at Yang Anxuan and asked dubiously: "An Xuan, is this training method really taught by you?"
"That's right." Yang Anxuan said with a smile: "The boy saw that the new army was not familiar with the drill, so he broke the drill into actions. There are standards for standing, sitting, walking, and lying down..."
As Yang Anxuan talked and explained the drill in the hall, Yang Quanqi's eyes lit up. He had led troops for decades and knew that if this standard was implemented in the entire army, it would not be long before the combat power of his subordinates would be greatly improved.
Yang Anyuan felt bitter in his heart. It seemed that this training method was really thought up by Yang Anxuan.
Looking at the heroic third brother demonstrating his movements, Yang Anyuan felt powerless and almost shouted, "If you are born in Yu, why should you be born in Liang?"
When Yang Anxuan finished the drill, Yang Quanqi said with a smile: "Xuan'er can record this drill method in writing, and my father will implement it throughout the army."
Yang Quanqi stood up and announced: "The two armies are practicing. Zhao Tian wins and rewards a fat pig. In the next half month, the winner will be rewarded in this way."
After Yang Quanqi left, Zhao Tian and others returned to the camp and told everyone the news of the reward, which immediately led to thunderous cheers.
Yang Anyuan was a little frustrated and was silent on the way back to the camp.
Cen Minghu advised: "Winning temporarily means nothing. Besides, a well-trained army does not mean that it is strong in combat. When the two armies actually fight in the future, they will be defeated."
"Ming Hu is right, it was my incompetence that brought everyone down." Yang Anyuan regained his composure and said, "I will spend money to buy a pig to make the brothers happy. Cheer up and I will definitely beat them in the next competition. "
A pig weighing more than 200 kilograms was divided into two halves. One half was kept, and the other half was chopped into pieces and stewed in the cauldron. The whole barracks was fragrant.
It's not that Zhao Tian is stingy, most of the soldiers under his command are farmers and rarely eat meat. If he eats too much at once, the toilet may be full.
The aroma wafting from the kitchen spread throughout the camp, and the soldiers had no intention of practicing, so Zhao Tian simply let them play at each other's side.
Yin Ji looked at Yang Anxuan and said with a smile: "Yang Junhou, let's have some fun too."
Yang Anxuan agreed with a smile.
The two brothers Yin Dun and Yin Ji did not leave their names in the history books, and even the records of the Yin family could not be found in the history of Jin Dynasty. However, Yang Anxuan did not think that the Yin family brothers were incompetent people. There were not many capable people with lofty ideals in the long history.
Eleven of the twenty-eight Yuntai generals of the Eastern Han Dynasty were from Nanyang, and how many people were granted the title of marquis in Peixian County during the reign of Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty. It is not that there are no heroes elsewhere, but the heroes are not in the pocket, so they can do nothing.
Yang Anxuan didn't know where he would go. If one day he would establish achievements like Emperor Gaozu of the Han Dynasty and Emperor Guangwu of the Han Dynasty, as long as the Yin brothers followed him, they would definitely leave a mark in the history books.
Taking off his shirt, Yang Anxuan revealed his strong muscles. He was wearing shorts, a long belt around his waist, and a pair of high-heeled shoes (2).
Yin Ji was also well prepared. The two stood opposite each other, with Yan Zhuang acting as the referee. The surrounding soldiers surrounded the three levels inside and outside, shouting loudly to cheer for the two people.
The rules of wrestling are very simple. Two people wrestle with each other with bare hands. They can punch, kick, clamp, and twist joints to win by knocking the opponent down (3).
He was no stranger to fighting against Yang Anxuan. He often played with his brothers in the clan and was once beaten to a black and blue face by Yang Anyuan.
Just as the referee waved his hand, Yin Ji struck out like lightning and grabbed Yang Anxuan's left arm. He was about to move forward and use his right foot to push hard into his arms, unexpectedly throwing Yang Anxuan out.
This trick was used frequently, and many people suffered losses unexpectedly.
Yang Anxuan practiced Qingxuan Gong diligently every night and was very sensitive to Qi movements. His left arm was grabbed by Yin Ji, and his body immediately sank, and his legs squatted slightly to stabilize his lower body.
Yin Ji leaned close to him, Yang Anxuan's left arm sank, as slippery as a fish and a loach, and his body turned to the side, leaving Yin Ji in the air.
Lifting his right leg, he pushed it on Yin Ji's hip. Yin Ji couldn't keep his footing and staggered forward about ten feet. If he hadn't been supported by the onlookers, he would have fallen to the ground.
Yin Ji blushed, turned around, swung his arms and walked slowly towards Yang Anxuan, cautiously.
Yang Anxuan smiled slightly, swaying from side to side, making fake movements. Yin Ji paid attention to Yang Anxuan's moving steps and was not confused.
Seeing that there was no opportunity to take advantage of him, Yang Anxuan opened his hands and hugged Yin Ji. The two of them struggled with each other, and the shouts from all around filled the sky.
Yin Ji originally deceived Yang Anxuan because he was younger than him and thought Yang Anxuan was not as strong as him. As a result, they got into a scuffle and Yin Ji realized that he had made a mistake.
After struggling with half a stick of incense, Yin Ji was panting like an ox. Yang Anxuan grabbed his belt and pulled hard. Yin Ji struggled hard, but unexpectedly Yang Anxuan let go and Yin Ji stepped back.
Yang Anxuan did not pursue him. He waited for Yin Ji to stand still and said with a smile: "We have been fighting for so long with no outcome. I am tired. I will fight against Brother Yin next time."
At this moment, the gong sounded, announcing that it was time to eat. The crowd dispersed and lined up to go to the kitchen.
Yin Ji hesitated for a while, then stepped forward and cupped his hands and said, "Thank you, Marquis Yang Jun, for showing mercy."
"Brother Yin, you're welcome. I really have no energy left. Let's go eat."
When eating, some people swallow the one or two pieces of meat they are given in three or five mouthfuls, and then watch eagerly as the people around them eat deliciously, similar to Bajie who eats ginseng fruit; some people carefully use chopsticks to poke a little bit. The fat is stuck in the mouth, and the mouth is chewing with endless aftertaste; some people carefully tear off a strip of meat with their teeth, chew it slowly with the porridge...satisfied sighs come and go.
In the big tent, Zhao Tian, Yan Zhuang and Yang Anxuan ate together. As generals, each of them was given a bowl of meat. Yan Zhuang picked up a piece of meat and stuffed it into his mouth, and said with an oily smile, "It's really good. I eat salted fish every day and I almost vomited."
Zhao Tian said thoughtfully: "The intensity of the drills will increase in the second half of the year. I'm worried that the soldiers will not be able to bear it if they don't have enough to eat."
Yan Zhuang said: "This is not good. I was only like this in the army before. The food of these new soldiers is almost as good as that of a military prince like me."
Yang Anxuan was silent. At the moment, we were just practicing formations. In the future, we would have to dress up, march, and fight with weapons. If we didn't have enough to eat, we would definitely have no strength.
The soldiers from the Yin, Deng, and Cen families who joined the army were physically better than other recruits. This time, only 66 of the 148 people were divided here. Although they won a small victory, their overall strength was not as good as Yang Anyuan's.
If you want to defeat Yang Anyuan, you must make sure the soldiers are well fed so that they have the energy to practice.
Eat food to serve as a soldier, and serve as a soldier to eat food. Where does the food come from? Yang Anxuan frowned.
It is obviously impossible to find his father. You must know that the food and salary of these recruits are based on the standard of two and a half stones per person per month, which is almost the same as that of the veterans.
Before Yang Quanqi took office, the Xinye County soldiers had less than two dan of food and salary, and even if his father wanted to give it, there was no extra food in the army.
It is even more unrealistic to pay for it at home. The military marquis earns eight dan of food and salary every month, and his family gives him 2,000 taels of gold every month. His father recently gave him 2 taels of gold for socializing, which together is not enough to feed more than 400 people for two meals. The girl was still eagerly waiting for him to buy her food.
Borrow from the Yin family? Yang Anxuan shook his head. As long as he opened his mouth, he believed that the Yin family would send him thirty or fifty stones immediately. But to feed more than 400 people, each person needs to add about eight bushels of corn per month, which is at least 300 shi a month. In addition, if you have spare energy, you need to add some meat. His family couldn't afford it, and besides, the Yin family's relationship with him wasn't that good.
Unsatisfied with the food, Yang Anxuan put down his chopsticks and said hello to leave the tent and return to the city.
Yan Zhuang saw that there was still more than half a bowl of meat left in Yang Anxuan's bowl. He stood up unceremoniously and put it on his own table. He said with a smile: "Tsk, tsk, Third Young Master is really a rich man. He doesn't even eat meat. He is taking advantage of me, Lao Yan."
Riding the horse to leave the military camp, the strong wind could not blow away the frown. As the saying goes, a penny can't help a hero, but this pile of money can't reach the sky. Alas, it would be great if the treasures of Panlong Mountain were in hand. Exchanging the treasures for food could solve the urgent need.
Hu Zhang from Panlong Mountain writes a letter every month, talking about how many fields have been cultivated in Panlong Mountain, how many new refugees have been taken in, conflicts with neighboring villages, etc.
The tone was respectful, and he said it was his lord, but Yang Anxuan did not dare to believe the respect in the letter. If one day he was in trouble and fled to Panlong Mountain, he would probably be skinned by Hu Zhang and made into human meat buns.
When Hu Zhang was asked to explore Panlong Mountain, Yang Anxuan only mentioned it casually and did not tell him any news.
Hu Zhang also heard the word "hidden treasure" from Sun Tao's mouth that day. If he knew the secret saying "there is a heavy treasure hidden under the white deer's body", the hidden treasure would probably have changed its owner.
Money, money, where can I find money? Making wine, I don’t know how to make wine at home, and besides, the court prohibits private wine making in large quantities; let’s not think about soap, glass, perfume, and technical work; Qiu’er will definitely be happy to open a restaurant, but I guess Yang Quanqi will break his legs; pour it yourself He is good at appraising treasures, but it’s a pity that he can’t find any in the market...
After returning home with random thoughts, he saw the pile of books on the desk, and remembered that Yin Dun had invited him to play in the village tomorrow. Yang Anxuan couldn't help but smile bitterly. There were so many things to do, and he couldn't do anything at all.
