On the first day of morning training, Su Yonglin was relatively kind.
Considering that the newly joined peasant soldiers were undernourished, they started with the simplest training, lining up in a queue and walking around the edge of the large training ground at a slightly faster pace.
The entire army, starting from Su Yonglin down, participated. Su Yonglin took the lead in controlling the speed and walked around the large playground together.
Tian Guizi led the team of military judges and marched with the team holding long sticks. When he saw anyone trying to be lazy or falling behind, he threatened them with sticks to make them return and keep up with the progress of the team.
After the founding of the army, all disciplinary powers in the army were transferred to the Military Justice Department. As the director of the Military Justice Department, Tian Guizi had the power of law enforcement and had executive power over everyone from Su Yonglin to ordinary soldiers.
If you really want to be lazy and disobey orders, you will be served by military law.
The leaders from the front watched from the side. After half an hour, most of the peasant soldiers were out of breath, and the ones in the best condition were still the elite thugs.
But they are farmers after all, and they still have endurance, and they persisted, although the queue was somewhat messy.
After the morning exercise, I have half an hour to wash up, eat, and solve three urgent problems. This is still enough time.
Breakfast is also thick vegetable porridge, with enough salt and some chopped vegetable leaves. Although there is no meat, oil or water, the porridge is thick and sticky, and it tastes quite good to resist hunger.
The peasant soldiers were also surprised to find that Su Yonglin took them and actually gave them three meals a day. In the past, they had two meals, but Su Yonglin gave them three meals.
Get up quickly and return the reward.
Good people, good people!
This is the most intuitive first impression of many peasant soldiers.
But they soon discovered that their first impressions were biased.
The first thing they have to face is queue training.
Infantry fighting relies entirely on military formations. Queues are the basis of military formations. If you don't practice formations well, you won't be able to practice military formations.
The queue is not just about standing in a row and walking in goose, but also training in understanding the officers' orders, including but not limited to passwords, flags, drums, etc.
The ancient army did not have radio communication facilities, and the generals who commanded operations could not transmit orders to every grassroots officer in a timely manner. Therefore, the orders had to be conveyed through flags, drums or trumpets, so that officers and soldiers could carry out the orders.
What sounds represent what orders, whether officers or soldiers, must undergo relatively strict training to understand and execute them.
Once the training is completed, a well-trained rebel army that can successfully execute the commander's orders will be a dimensionality-reducing blow against the Shangjin people's signed troops who hastily rushed to the battlefield to fight.
Many ancient armies "collapsed at the first touch" or "collapsed thousands of miles away" were all manifestations of inadequate training in this aspect, which caused a blow to the dimensionality reduction of well-trained armies.
But in the same way, the Jin country has a great cause, the cost of trial and error is very low, and there are many opportunities for repeated attempts. Losing a battle is like scratching an itch.
Su Yonglin and others are rebels. They are inherently inferior to others and cannot afford to lose even once.
Therefore, we must be strict and strict, meticulous and meticulous!
Su Yonglin had no chance of failure, at least until his power grew and before the rebel army swept across Shandong, the consequences of a single failure would be unbearable for him.
He personally went into battle, holding battle flags, drums, and horns in front of everyone, and told them what these things were and what they were used for.
For example, what does it mean to play a slow drum, and what does it mean to play a fast drum.
Little by little, he explained and tried little by little. From the funny scene full of mistakes at the beginning to the scene that was almost formed an hour later, Su Yonglin still saw some results.
Of course, compared to Su Yonglin's sense of accomplishment, the peasant soldiers were much more tired, and the worker soldiers in the salt factory were not much better.
This is a new experience they have never had before.
The same is true for subsequent weapons training. Many people have only dealt with farm tools or salt-making tools from birth to now. No one has ever played with steel knives and spears that can really kill people, and they look particularly heavy. heavy axe.
These things are very heavy, often weighing more than ordinary farm implements and tools, and being longer.
The peasant soldiers and worker soldiers felt that these weapons were heavy in their hands and difficult to wield, let alone fight.
"It may be heavy now, but it doesn't matter. Practice more and you will get used to it."
Su Yonglin said this and asked the officers who were familiar with these weapons to teach their comrades how to use these weapons step by step.
In the Southern Song Dynasty, the difficulty of obtaining swords and guns was not at the same level as that of obtaining crossbows and armor. There were only swords and guns but no crossbows and armor. The officers and soldiers did not take you seriously, but if you had armor and crossbows, that was Really going to rebel.
A long-range attack, a close defense, no matter how you look at it, you are going to rebel.
Therefore, it has not been difficult to obtain swords and guns since Su Dingguang's time, but it is really difficult to obtain crossbows and armor, and the Song Army itself has very strict control over weapons such as divine arm bows and enemy-defeating bows. The military sometimes does not even provide full funding.
The army is not enough, and it will be even harder for outsiders to get it.
Su Yonglin only has more than thirty sets of divine arm bows in his hands, and only eighteen sets of armor. Even if he wants to practice the powerful divine arm bow, he does not have sufficient conditions.
But the good thing is that this is not the northwest, but Shandong. Further north is Hebei, and the terrain is relatively flat.
In places with relatively rugged terrain, such as the northwest, when the Song army fought against Xixia, crossbows were the main force. When forming formations, most of the soldiers were crossbowmen. That terrain was suitable for crossbowmen to perform condescendingly.
However, the terrain in Shandong and Hebei is relatively flat, and after the Yellow River was rerouted, it is even smoother, which is particularly suitable for cavalry operations.
When dealing with cavalry on this kind of terrain, the infantry formation requires more spearmen and shield soldiers. When facing a cavalry attack, the formation is more stable and is not easily overwhelmed, and the crossbowmen take a back seat.
So when Zhao Kaishan was worried about the insufficient number of crossbowmen, Su Yonglin comforted him like this.
After careful consideration, Zhao Kaishan agreed with Su Yonglin's view and decided to let nature take its course. After conquering the Three Prefectures and obtaining the Jin Army's arsenal, he would naturally be able to obtain a large number of crossbows. It would not be too late at that time.
The amount of training in the morning was very heavy and the energy consumption was very high. By noon, everyone was so hungry that their chests were touching their backs.
During lunch, Su Yonglin asked them to line up and go to the small river not far from the training ground to wash their hands and wipe their faces before eating.
The meal given at noon is dry rice, dry rice and pickled vegetables, as well as some soup that looks like a clear soup with little water - it would be good to have it, at least there is rice, vegetables and soup.
For the old people of the Su family, this kind of food is nothing. When they were private salt dealers, they had much better food than this. Su Yonglin regarded them as human beings.
But for the peasant soldiers who had just taken refuge, this kind of food was a no-brainer. More importantly, they were given three meals a day.
With three real meals, you can be full every time.
If I had known that being a soldier was like this, I would have been looking forward to the rebellion of my master, right?
After lunch, there is an hour's lunch break.
The military rule is that you have to go back to the dormitory and take a nap to recharge yourself for the afternoon training. This is easy to accept. I am already exhausted, and a nap is even more desirable.
Get up from your nap, stretch yourself, and feel refreshed.
But what greeted the peasant soldiers was not the more arduous training they imagined. Instead, they all gathered on the large playground, sitting in a group as a class, and the squad leader taught them how to read.
There was usually not only one literate person in a class, but often six or seven. Soldiers who were born as thugs and salt workers were all literate.
So when the limited three or four peasant soldiers took a look - Huh? How come you can read? Are we the only ones who can’t read?
Are there so many cultural people in the Song Dynasty in the south?
The peasant soldiers were very depressed.
Therefore, in a class, there are often six or seven people working together, and two or three people teach one, leading these honest peasant soldiers to learn word by word.
These old people of the Su family all still remember how Su Yonglin taught them how to read and helped them get rid of their ignorance.
They also remembered Su Yonglin's words.
"Only when you can read and become literate can you be considered a real person. The superior people don't treat us as human beings, so of course they won't teach us how to read, but it doesn't matter. We teach ourselves. We must all be taught. Once you know how to read and become educated, you can become an upright person."
The old people of the Su family told the peasant soldiers this sentence. The peasant soldiers looked at me and I looked at you, with expressions of surprise and confusion on their faces.
But it doesn't matter, literacy is compulsory, you don't have to do it whether you want to or not. If you recognize more, you will be rewarded. If you are lazy and do not know how to read, you will be punished by the military court.
After this regulation was announced, the peasant soldiers who were afraid of punishment immediately stared at the black words written on the white paper with wide eyes, and awkwardly followed the pronunciation of the word over and over again with the old people of the Su family.
An hour passed and the literacy class ended, followed by a new round of queue training.
Su Yonglin regards queue training as his top priority. Not only the soldiers who follow orders, but also the soldiers who beat drums, blow trumpets and wave flags must understand all this so that they can convey accurate orders to front-line commanders on the battlefield.
In short, it’s all kinds of exercises.
The soldiers advanced and retreated in rows and rows, and they were tortured beyond words. The trumpets and drums were blaring. The orderly soldiers were also very tired. The whole training camp was very lively.
It was finally time for dinner. Not to mention the farmers and soldiers, the old people of the Su family were also hungry, holding their porridge bowls and wolfing down the food, making the sound of sucking and sucking.
Of course, if the food supply is sufficient, it is absolutely not a lie to say that three meals a day are three meals a day.
There was an hour's break between dinner and the meal. After the meal, the soldiers gathered together in twos and threes to chat, eat, walk around, and discuss today's wonderful experiences with each other.
After the free time is over, it’s the last activity of the day.
It is said that it is to enhance mutual understanding among comrades and enhance everyone's feelings and trust. However, after the peasant soldiers introduced themselves, they listened to the stories told by their squad leaders and the old people of the Su family about their time when they were selling smuggled salt. fan.
For the first time, they learned that their bosses and comrades-in-arms were all smugglers of salt. They sold and made smuggled salt in the Southern Song Dynasty, risking their lives to make money. Their life was so exciting.
In their intense and exciting life, they gained a lot of knowledge and saw many human tragedies.
So they told the peasant soldiers one by one about these human tragedies.
It was just like when Su Yonglin told them one miserable story after another.
There are really too many such stories, which happen every moment in this world. There is no need to fabricate them, or even add artistic rhetorical techniques. As long as they are told, the story itself can already shock people.
How do the ordinary people who work like cows and horses bear the cruel oppression to support those scholarly gentlemen who live a luxurious life?
What is the oppression and exploitation they bear?
From the simplest to the most profound, starting with the saddest stories.
So on the first night, such a story made everyone in the military camp burst into tears, and some even cried in their arms.
It has to be said that all the people in this military camp, except Su Yonglin himself, are from poor backgrounds and are particularly susceptible to empathy for this kind of thing.
Although Su Yonglin came from an official family, after the death of his grandfather Su Dingguang, he did not take the imperial examination to become an official. His social class has slipped and he has become a commoner.
He is a real person who has nothing but money, and if he is not careful, his property will be taken away, his life will be difficult to save, and he is already one of their own.
We are all the same people, with the same experiences and emotions. Faced with these stories of prostitutes and prostitutes who still have no food to eat or even die tragically, who can hold back their emotions?
The entire military camp burst into tears.
Amidst the cries, the first day of training for the Su Jiayi Army came to an end.
