Military training, in the final analysis, is nothing more than practicing every day, in the word "practice".
By the late Southern Song Dynasty, military training was only once every five or six days, or once every ten days. Under Zhao Hong's rule, they practiced every day and took a break every seven days. After every day of boring queue drills and painful physical drills, the soldiers were exhausted and fell asleep, which saved them the trouble of causing trouble.
Naturally, many soldiers could not bear the harsh training and voluntarily withdrew from the military camp. These people will be registered and no longer employed.
"Did you see that in the future, when you are in the army, you will all be officers, and you must be so strict in training your soldiers!"
In the steaming training ground, Zhao Hong gave serious instructions to the students at the martial arts hall behind him.
Military discipline is strict and military orders are as clear as a mountain. This is how a strong army should behave. Those things that break up at the drop of a hat and run away from battle must not happen in the army.
The students nodded. The training of soldiers is more rigorous than their training in the martial arts hall. They still have a class, but these soldiers practice every day.
"General Tian, how are you doing? Can you hold on?"
Tian Liuhe, Tian Shouxin, who was training his soldiers, came over to see him sweating profusely. Zhao Hong's concern was beyond words.
Tian's father and son worked hard for his own use, which also made him feel at ease.
"Your Majesty, I am brave. It is very hot at noon, and the soldiers are in great pain. Many soldiers are sick. Can you not practice?"
"This is natural. Who asked me to practice at noon?"
Zhao Hong nodded, a little surprised.
On a hot day in Nanjing, it is definitely over 40 degrees at noon. It would be strange if a large number of soldiers did not fall ill when they were training in such a hot day!
"Your Majesty, when it comes to war, the other side doesn't care whether it's hot or not. The training should be more rigorous to avoid being unable to adapt to the battlefield."
Xu Rongsou, another official of the Ministry of War, a doctor in the Ministry of War, intervened.
"The biggest border threat to our country is the Tatars, and Tatar soldiers are even more afraid of heat. The weather is so hot, morning and afternoon are enough, and noon drills are omitted. With the military order of the Jiangnan East Road Manufacturing Department, the whole army will be notified immediately."
Zhao Hong shook his head and made a decision immediately.
Soldiers are also human beings. The thirty-six and seven degrees of training are enough. There is no need to practice to death.
Sure enough, the military order from Wang Gang, the envoy of the Jiangnan East Road, had just been passed down. The school field was filled with cheers and the soldiers were jumping for joy. It seemed that they had long hated the noon drill.
The soldiers roared like a tsunami. Wang Gang was shocked by the huge momentum and turned pale.
"Wang Qing, what's wrong with you?"
"Your Majesty, I'm fine."
He was shocked by the transformation of the "new recruits" on the school field, but he was skeptical about the effectiveness of military training.
"Your Majesty, is training like this useful?"
This is training people to death, and the military regulations are so strict, is this possible?
He felt uncomfortable standing on this naked school ground and wished he could go back immediately to cool down and cool down. These soldiers are still practicing when they are so hot. Isn't this a torment?
"Wang Qing, you sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. Remove the word "?" from your words!"
Zhao Hong looked at the "new recruits" practicing, but he was full of confidence.
"You all listen up, as long as we promote martial arts in the military, improve the status of soldiers in daily life, and treat soldiers well, we will definitely change the appearance of soldiers!"
How could it be that the training that spanned the ages and the crystallization of hundreds of years of wisdom were ineffective?
If the generals and soldiers who are suppressed by civil society have no status or dignity, who will have the heart to fight?
"No money or food is withheld in the army, all is given to the soldiers' homes; no beating, scolding or humiliation of soldiers is allowed; no involvement in soldiers' marriages, violators will be severely punished. Just by "soldiers first", His Majesty has already won the hearts of the soldiers."
Someone in the crowd of students said it loudly.
With a military ID, you can travel in official cars and ships for free, and you have priority when buying salt, wine, and vinegar. Poor families are provided with subsidies, and they can apply for interest-free small loans from the government, etc.
Priority is given to soldiers, and their treatment is realistic. The newspaper publicized it, turning these lowly "thieves into the army" into respected "soldiers" overnight.
Improving the social status of soldiers and stimulating their patriotism were the means and purpose of Zhao Hong's military preparations.
"Your Majesty is absolutely right! After just a few months of training, the sergeants are already like a different person. If we fight a few battles half a year later, we will definitely have a strong army!"
Li Tang interrupted with a dark face.
"Since ancient times, it has been said that Yan and Zhao have many generous and tragic people, and the folk customs of Shandong and Shaanxi are sturdy. I also want to see if my descendants from the south of the Yangtze River will also die in the national disaster and regard death as home."
Zhao Hong smiled coldly, as if he was inspired by this.
"Your Majesty said it, he said it!"
Wang Gang smiled apologetically and complimented Zhao Hong.
"Wang Qing, it seems you don't have enough confidence!"
Zhao Hong laughed, then his face turned serious
"Strong armies are all trained, and it has nothing to do with the region. There are warriors and cowards in the north, and the same is true in the south of the Yangtze River. Just like these soldiers who are training, respect them, love them, and fight two battles, they are elites! "
As soon as Zhao Hong finished speaking, and before everyone could flatter him, the teaching ground suddenly became agitated and chaotic, as if a conflict had occurred.
"Come over and see what's going on?"
Wang Gang ordered angrily, secretly looking at Zhao Hong's face.
The emperor personally inspected and something went wrong. Isn't this a slap in the face?
"Li Tang, come over and take a look."
Zhao Hong's face was calm and calm.
The two groups of sergeants fought fiercely on the training ground. Many people were beaten with bruises and swollen faces, and their bodies were dirty. Fortunately, no one dared to use swords or guns. The instructors stepped forward, shouted angrily, and quickly separated the two groups.
"As soldiers of the Song Dynasty, serving as a soldier is for you to protect your home and country, not for you to fight!"
The instructor yelled angrily, and the fighting soldiers looked unconvinced, but they all lowered their heads and remained silent.
Zhao Hong, who was watching from a distance, smiled and continued to look at it.
These are the instructors selected by the martial arts hall. They are exactly the same as the training in the martial arts hall, and the handling methods should be the same.
"Sun Liang, Xie Dacheng, you two took the lead in the fight, beat 30 soldiers with batons, and were detained for 7 days. All other sergeants who fought were detained for 3 days!"
In the military, not to mention how to drill, obedience and discipline are crucial, and military regulations and disciplines must be obeyed.
Sure enough, the officer quickly made a verdict, which was no different from a martial arts hall. He should be detained in solitary confinement, and the military order was overwhelming and unquestionable.
Thinking that the matter was over, Zhao Hong was about to walk into the barracks and take a sip of tea. Unexpectedly, the punished man named Xie Dacheng turned red and had a fit on the spot.
"He scolded me, so I took action. Why should I hit me with a military stick? I don't accept it!"
The officer couldn't help but be startled. It seemed that he had never encountered a similar situation. When he was about to speak, Li Tang spoke with a dark face.
"So, you disobey military orders?"
"What a bullshit military order. The sentence is unfair and I don't accept it!"
Xie Dacheng didn't know who Li Tang was, and he didn't notice that Zhao Hong and others still looked stubborn.
"Catch him!"
Li Tang's face turned serious and he shouted angrily.
The emperor was standing by, so arrogant, how could anyone lose face?
"Why? Because of your high official position, I will quit!"
Xie Dacheng took a few steps back, threw away his spear, and walked out of the field.
"catch him!"
Li Tang was so angry that he almost roared.
Several instructors rushed to catch up, grabbing several spears from the soldiers along the way, and surrounded Xie Dacheng like hungry wolves.
"What are you going to do? You can't abuse lynching!"
Only then did Xie Dacheng feel that the situation was a little bad and screamed in surprise.
Only then did he see Zhao Hong and others on the sidelines.
"What are you doing? Where do you think this is? This is a military camp!"
The leading officer had a ferocious look in his eyes and stabbed him with his gun. Xie Dacheng was stabbed several times in the body, dripping with blood, and fell to the ground wailing.
The ground was covered with blood, and the soldiers watching around were dumbfounded.
"Your Majesty, how should we deal with it?"
Li Tang came over, his eyes flickering and uneasy.
"No need to ask me, just follow military regulations."
Zhao Hong was furious, and with just one word, he decided the fate of the assassin.
"General Li, call the whole army together and show your true example!"
Wang Gang looked at the tall and strong Xie Dacheng wailing on the ground, his face was livid, and he snorted coldly.
A arrogant and fierce general who disobeys military orders and behaves like a wolf to the common people is like a soft-footed shrimp on the battlefield, easily escaping from battle. What's the use of rat shit with such height and weight?
Li Tang waved his hand, and several instructors, not caring about the injuries on the assassin's body, stepped forward, dragged the assassin's head out of the way, and threw him onto the high platform.
"Your Majesty, please!"
Wang Gang turned pale and asked Zhao Hong to come on stage.
The emperor looked on with an ugly expression. This embarrassing incident really brought shame on his face.
"Wang Qing, now you know the need for military training, right?"
Zhao Hong whispered softly and stepped forward.
The soldiers gathered in front of the high platform, the lineup was neat, and the military appearance was solemn. It can be seen that the appearance of the soldiers after training was completely different.
"Xie Dacheng took the lead in fighting, disobeyed military orders, insulted superior officers, openly disobeyed military orders and became a deserter. Military law cannot tolerate this!"
Facing the dense crowd of soldiers below, Wang Gang roared loudly, veins popped out on his forehead, completely losing the composure of a scholar-official.
"Execution!"
Wang Gang shouted loudly, and the two instructors held down the stab head. Li Tang, with a dark face, raised the knife himself.
"Spare your life! I don't dare to..."
Xie Dacheng cried bitterly, but before he could finish his words, Li Tang slashed hard, and blood arrows suddenly spurted out. A huge head fell to the ground, and the scarlet blood was shocking.
"Listen up, anyone who disobeys the superiors will be killed! Remember, the duty of a soldier is to obey! Military orders are like mountains, no one is allowed to disobey, otherwise Xie Dacheng will be punished!"
Li Tang was holding a bloody machete and shouting hoarsely. Everyone among the "recruits" was shocked.
After Li Tang established his authority, he turned his head. Zhao Hong nodded slightly and walked to the high platform.
"Soldiers! Hello! Thank you for your hard work!"
Zhao Hong shouted loudly, waving his hands with a smile on his face.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
Among the soldiers, the instructors and generals couldn't wait to shout first.
"Long live, long live, long live! Long live, long live, long live!"
The soldiers shouted together at the top of their lungs, and the sound shook the sky.
When the soldiers calmed down a little, Zhao Hong stopped talking nonsense and spoke concisely and to the point.
"Soldiers, listen to me. Sweat more in peacetime and bleed less in war. Thank you for your hard work!"
In fact, he wasn't ready to speak either.
"Long live Long live Long live!"
Amidst the shouts of the soldiers, Zhao Hong waved and left from the steps on one side with a smile on his face.
Li Tang and Wang Gang looked at each other and secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
It seemed that the emperor was quite satisfied with the handling of the two of them. We can also see from another perspective that it is really not possible without training.
