"How is the literacy situation in the three brigades?" Liu Heng looked at Zhao Yutu.
The generals of the Ming Dynasty were literate, and most of them were illiterate. They had to write memorials with ghostwriters. Liu Heng did not want his team to be like the Ming Dynasty, where the nobles were noble and the military were cheap. As long as the military attachés knew how to charge and kill, the rest would be available. Civil servants will do it.
Future wars will focus on the quality of soldiers, overall discipline, coordination of arms, and logistics economy. The requirements are getting higher and higher. It will be difficult for a general to charge into the battle and take the enemy's general's head out of ten thousand troops.
Liu Heng did not want the leader of the team he appointed to be a reckless man who was illiterate and only knew how to charge into battle. He would not dare to use such a person. War is not a fight between two people, it is just a matter of comparing whose fists are stronger.
If conditions didn't allow it, and it wouldn't be needed for the time being, Liu Heng had the intention to set up a staff department, with one person in charge and ten people in charge, specifically used to deduce battles and fill in the gaps. No matter how powerful the commander is, he can't make a battle complete. All aspects are considered.
Zhao Yutu, who was sitting in his seat, bowed slightly and said: "There are not many people who want to know how to read. Many people don't take literacy seriously. I think it's better to let those who want to know how to read learn from me. Those who don't want to know how to read." Forget it."
"No." Liu Heng said seriously, "Tell them that many deputy positions in the three brigades have not yet been decided. Those with the most literacy will be given priority. Those who do not want to be literate are not allowed to be promoted. Even some who have positions are People who don’t want to learn Chinese can also consider being demoted.”
"Is the punishment too severe?" Zhao Yutu asked worriedly.
Liu Heng said: "Do as I say. Give them the opportunity to learn literacy and be selective. If they don't want to learn literacy, they will all go to the logistics and cooking for me."
At this time, Li Shuheng said with a smile: "Logistics does not require so many cooks."
Liu Heng said with a smile: "Haha, if we don't need so many cooks, let them go fishing, chop firewood, feed the animals, and leave them to do all the logistics."
Chen Xunping said with a smile: "No matter how much work there is, it's not as hard as training. I'm afraid the people in the three brigades won't even want to know about such a good thing."
Liu Heng snorted and said: "How can it be such a cheap thing? The training must not be skipped. We have to patrol at night, and we are only allowed to do logistical things in the remaining time."
From Liu Heng's words, Zhao Yutu felt the importance he attached to literacy.
At dawn the next day, Yang Yuan called Chen Daqing, took a few team members who had just been selected from Li Shuheng, and left the camp.
Training in the camp continues every day. Due to the hot weather, training is mainly concentrated in the morning and evening. At noon, everyone in the camp except those on sentry duty can rest.
However, during this break, they were not allowed to do whatever they wanted. Zhao Yutu taught them how to read.
Originally, not many people were willing to learn how to read. Later, Liu Heng issued an order that those who could not read could only serve as soldiers. Even if they became captains, they would be demoted to soldiers. The motivated bandits began to study seriously. Literacy.
Zhao Yutu did not teach the bandits how to read like Meng Tongqi did. Instead, he directly took out a few words in a sentence and asked all the bandits who came to learn to write them down.
Teach them how to read and write, not more than a day, only ten words, memorize them by rote, and force them to remember them.
Liu Heng also became literate, but he was different from others. He was literate, but he only knew simplified Chinese characters. He could guess the meaning of most traditional Chinese characters and could read them, but he couldn't write them, so he learned them better than others. All fast.
Zhao Yutu, who discovered this, often lamented that enlightened people are smarter than ordinary people.
In order to help Liu Heng learn to read faster, Zhao Yutu simply took time to teach him alone. In this way, Liu Heng's literacy speed increased.
A few days later, Yang Yuan brought people back. Liu Heng could already write more than a thousand traditional Chinese characters.
After many inquiries in the past few days when Yang Yuan left, he brought back news about Hutou Village. Liu Heng summoned Li Shuheng and others to the big tent to discuss matters.
"Tell me about the situation in Hutou Village."
Several people sat down according to their respective positions, and Liu Heng asked Yang Yuan.
Yang Yuan stood up and said: "There is a group of bandits on Hutoushai Mountain, about a hundred people. The leader is called Dwarf Tiger, known as Lord Tiger. This group of bandits set traps at the bottom of the mountain to swat the heads of passing caravans, and from time to time they will go around The village was looted, and several surrounding villages complained about it. They went to report to the government several times, and the government also issued wanted documents, but it was in vain. The mountains of Hutou Village were densely forested, and people disappeared as soon as they got in. Lingqiu We defended and suppressed the bandits several times but failed."
"So it's him, Lord Tiger!" Liu Heng rubbed his chin and muttered to himself.
Li Shuheng and others didn't understand what it meant, and thought Liu Heng knew this person. Only Yang Yuan knew what was going on.
Chen Xunping, who was sitting on the right, slapped the shorter ones in front of him and said: "There are only about a hundred people. I will lead the third brigade over and kill them directly."
"No rush." Liu Heng waved his hand, turned to Yang Yuandao and said, "Did you bring the things back?"
Yang Yuan said: "I brought it back. The time was too short to make only five. Blacksmith Zhao said the rest would have to wait for a few days."
"Where are the things?" Liu Heng stood up from behind the short table, his eyes full of eagerness.
"When I come to the big account, I will leave it to Chen Daqing to take care of. If the master wants to see it, I will go and get it now." With that, Yang Yuan turned around and walked out.
"Let's go together and find an open space to try it out." Liu stepped out of the tent.
The others more or less guessed what they were talking about, and they all got up and followed Liu Heng out.
Chen Daqing had been standing outside the tent, and when the people inside the tent came out, he immediately greeted them.
"Bring the firecrackers and follow me." Liu Heng said to Chen Daqing, and continued walking outside the camp with his men.
There is a large open space outside the camp, which is used as a school ground for the three brigades.
When he came to the school field, Liu Heng took over a Lumi gun and looked at it carefully to confirm that there was no problem with the quality, especially the gun tube. It was clearly made by skilled old craftsmen and was better than the one made by the Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty. The junk is countless times stronger.
As a result, his attention to Blacksmith Zhao increased.
Not all blacksmiths can make fire blunderbuss, especially the blunderbuss tubes. A slight flaw can easily lead to accidents. The Ministry of Industry of the Ming Dynasty only knows how to cut corners and materials, and the tattered things they make can only be used as fire sticks. Some blunderbuss tubes are not straight, and they are not always straight. Hitting and releasing the enemy before injuring yourself first is like practicing the Seven Injury Fist, and you have also practiced it to a great extent, only injuring yourself but not the enemy.
After confirming that there was nothing wrong with the firegun in his hand, Liu Heng loaded the gunpowder and tamped it with a stick, loaded the lead bullets, removed the faucet, lit the match rope, aimed at a big tree forty steps ahead, squeezed the machine, and held it to his ear. There was a bang, and a puff of white smoke rose around the mouth of the gun. The arms holding the gun shook, and the lead bullets flew out.
After firing, Liu Heng extinguished the fire rope, cleaned the medicine pool, and walked towards the big tree in front with the fire gun in one hand.
Everyone else followed.
When they got closer, everyone saw a small hole left in the tree trunk, with lead bullets deeply embedded in it.
Seeing this, Zhao Yutu took a deep breath and thought of more in his mind.
The trunk of a tree can be penetrated so deeply by lead bullets. A soldier who is wearing armor may face the same fate as this big tree when faced with such a blazing gun.
"What a good gun, much better than the bird guns and three-eyed guns we saw in the firearms camp." Li Shuheng, who was also an officer and soldier, couldn't help but praise.
