Zhang Qixing was walking in the camp.
The herdsmen who were eating around were murmuring prayers in low voices.
Zhang Qi never stopped brainwashing. He had to let these people know who they were able to eat every day because of.
After all, these herdsmen were all robbed. It was inevitable that among the people Zhang Qi and the others killed during the robbery, there would be relatives of these people.
Although this kind of hatred will be diluted with force, food, and faith, it is still necessary to take precautions before they happen.
Now there is no need for Zhang Qi to worry about the army. Wang Li and the others are doing a good job. As long as Zhang Qi shows his image in front of a group of soldiers every three days to increase Zhang Qi's impression in their hearts, then these people will be able to do well. It became a sharp knife in his hand.
Since the amount of training was greatly reduced, soldiers in the army have gradually become accustomed to training for four hours a day.
With adequate nutritional supplements, these people began to grow flesh on their bodies.
It was also because of adequate nutrition that the disciplinary training issued by Zhang Qi could be implemented without making the soldiers feel resentful.
In ancient times, orders and prohibitions were the standard for measuring whether an army was an ace or a miscellaneous soldier.
Therefore, military posture and square formation training are essential.
Of the four hours a day, military posture and phalanx training alone take up half of the time, and the remaining two hours are weapons and riding skills.
In addition, Wang Li and others also selected some people from their own tribe to carry orders, flags, drums, and patrols.
It stands to reason that a qualified army must have counselors, astronomers, and medical practitioners. However, due to manpower and talent constraints, no one can fill these positions that require qualifications.
Although the military manual obtained from Wang Li did not contain any training records on combat methods, it was very complete in terms of the composition and selection of personnel.
Zhang Qi asked the wolf cubs in the world of riding and slashing to copy more than a dozen copies, and now they have been distributed to some of the more important people in the camp, and are taught by Wang Li.
After having Wang Li, Zhang Qi and the others have gained a deeper and deeper understanding of official script, and the amount of literacy has greatly increased. This is a good opportunity.
With the comparison of different texts, it is more convenient for Zhang Qi to teach the wolf pups in the world of riding and slashing.
There is no big problem with pinyin. After learning the group, you can cover the pronunciation of almost all characters. The key lies in supplementing the text.
Even if Zhang Qi's memory is strong, he still can't remember all the simplified Chinese characters. Now that there are more official scripts, some of the characters he forgot can be filled in with official scripts.
The pronunciation and meaning should be expressed at the same time, so as not to make big mistakes.
"Master, master, can I follow you to fight in the future?"
Zhang Qi was walking in the camp, and many children gradually gathered around him. Each of these children stared at Zhang Qi's back with a pair of dark eyes.
Then a bold man walked up to Zhang Qi and said.
The food eaten by the army these days is all made in the camp. Every time the food provided to the soldiers is cooked, these children salivate with greed. Not only them, but everyone in the camp is also greedy.
Zhang Qi smiled and touched the felt hat of the child who spoke: "Okay, when you grow up, I will recruit you to fight for me."
"Very good!"
"I really want to grow up quickly!"
"I want to eat that food too!"
There was a burst of childish cheers all around, and each of the children gathered around Zhang Qi had a bright smile on their face.
For them, joining Zhang Qi's army means that they can eat extraordinarily rich food every day. In the hearts of these children, the temptation of food is always greater than the cruelty of war, and newborn calves are never afraid of tigers.
Zhang Qiye laughed and took out a green apple from his arms. He cut it into several pieces with the dagger on his waist and gave it to the children closest to him.
The apples were not big, and even more so when they were cut into pieces. Each person got a small piece, but they ate it happily. The sweet and sour apples attracted the children's taste buds.
As for the children who were not assigned apples, their faces were full of disappointment. Zhang Qi ignored them, smiled and continued to move forward.
"Mr. Lang."
After just a few steps, Lu Mu came towards Zhang Qi.
He bent down and saluted, and then said: "Mr. Lang, there are already sixty boats in the camp. Do we need to increase the number?"
These days, craftsmen and hundreds of people are making fishing boats, and now a corner of the camp is filled with finished boats.
Zhang Qi nodded after hearing this: "Continue, but call all the herdsmen and soldiers this afternoon, and the prayer day will be today."
"Also, you must remember that the middle of every month will be a day of prayer, and you must remind me."
"promise."
Lu Mu took the order and left. After Zhang Qi patrolled the camp for a few times, he also returned to his yurt.
There are several stone locks standing here. When Zhang Qi was outside, apart from important things, what he did most was to work hard.
Forging iron requires one's own strength. In this feudal era, one's own force is also extremely important.
Today, Zhang Qi can barely be considered a qualified general. The riding and shooting abilities and the use of weapons developed in the world of riding and slashing have given him considerable combat effectiveness.
But the strength is still a bit lacking. After all, this body has been a slave for more than ten years, and the deficit is huge.
After taking off his thick fur cloak, Zhang Qi put a stone lock on each hand and began to dance.
These stone locks range from small to large, ranging from five kilograms, eight kilograms, twelve kilograms and the heaviest twenty kilograms.
Now Zhang Qi is dancing with two eight-pound stone locks. The dancing was taught by Dharma King Li, and it is very suitable for Zhang Qi.
Time flies.
After a while, several hours passed.
There was a commotion in the camp, and people were gathered.
An open space large enough to accommodate thousands of people, with children at the front, women and men behind, and neat phalanxes of soldiers standing on both sides of the crowd.
Everyone bowed their heads in prayer and praised God.
Zhang Qi also rushed here after receiving the news from Lu Mu.
After Zhang Qi appeared, the prayers in the crowd became more and more pious. Now everyone living here knows that their master is the great "Son of Heaven", so in front of Zhang Qi, they dare not show any respect for the God of Heaven. Disrespectful.
In primitive faith, the prayers were not long. It only took a few minutes for the prayers to praise the gods to be recited.
Zhang Qi coughed twice and stepped onto a platform that had been built.
"My great father had a dream with me last night. In order to commend you for your piety, my father is willing to open his kingdom and lead the children there. Are you willing?"
