Chonghua left, and so did Shen Daoxun and Li Chong.
Chonghua also wanted to go to Busan to trade with Tsushima, and then go to Sakhalin Island to deliver supplies to General Wu and others.
Shen Daoxun and Li Chong both hold official positions and cannot leave for a long time, lest they arouse suspicion.
They are also going to plan a Jeju horse farm.
The camp of the North Korean New Army began to get on track.
The construction speed of the wooden house was very fast, and it was gradually taking shape in less than ten months.
Training for the new North Korean army has also begun.
"From now on, all soldiers will get up at six o'clock in the morning for long-distance running training. Have breakfast at seven o'clock, tidy up the housework before eight o'clock, and then start building the camp. Queue training will begin at three o'clock in the afternoon, and dinner will be at six o'clock. After dinner, everyone will Soldiers learn to read."
Li Yuanlao was shocked.
"General Zhang, why do mere soldiers need to read and read?"
He, the general, doesn't even know how to read.
Zhang Guanhua's attitude was firm.
"This is the military regulation of our new army. All soldiers must read and write. Firstly, it is for military communication. If the soldiers cannot read and write, wouldn't they not be able to understand military orders? Furthermore, it must also be for the sake of the soldiers after they retire. Life considerations. If they can read and write, they will have an extra way to survive in the future."
The North Korean generals were amazed. They really didn't know what kind of army Shandong had built.
Old Li Yuan's face turned red and he kept rubbing his hands.
"General, General... I wonder if I can follow you to read and practice calligraphy?"
Zhang Guanhua laughed.
"Soldiers have to read and learn calligraphy. If you, a general, can't read, how can you command a war?"
Boss Li Yuan was overjoyed.
"Thank you, General, for your cultivation."
He was originally Shen Qiyuan's confidant, and he came here under Shen Qiyuan's orders. But after seeing all the wonders of the New Army here, his mentality not only changed.
In front of Shen Qiyuan, he, a general, was no different from a slave. There is no dignity whatsoever in being beaten or scolded.
However, here, the generals from Shangguo did not treat them with any contempt. Everything is discussed and their opinions are highly respected.
Today, Zhang Guanhua mentioned reading and writing, and Li Yuanlao felt the difference between the two countries.
North Korea considers itself Little China and recognizes everything about Ming Dynasty from the bottom of its heart. After what happened today, Li Yuanlao and others even secretly thought...
It would be great if they were also from the Ming Dynasty!
Once this kind of thought sprouts, it will take root in their hearts like a sprout, and maybe it will grow up.
"Black Dog, what do you think are in those boxes?"
"Xi Ba, my name is Qiao Shan. If you dare to call me a black dog again, I will beat you to death."
Qiao Shan takes her new name very seriously.
His comrade's original name was Hui Shitou, but now his name is Li Zhenfang.
"Oh! I really didn't expect that we can live like this now. This is what people should be like. It would be great if all those damn old men died. By then we will be the real Ming people. I'm afraid that this will happen Sooner or later, the good days will be gone.”
Hearing his emotion, Qiao Shan's eyes were filled with tears.
"My brother Bangzi stole a bite of the kimchi from the master's house and was beaten to death. Before he died, he told me that it was the most delicious thing he had ever eaten in his life. In order to eat that bite, It's worth it to die. If my brother is still alive, it would be great to live like this with us!"
The conversation between the two was commonplace in the camps of the North Korean New Army.
They are afraid of comparison in everything. These simple soldiers have already made a judgment in their hearts about who is good and who is bad.
After another month of construction, the new army camp was completed.
The rows of wooden houses are in order, and the wide and flat playground has not a single weed, and is also equipped with various equipment.
Even the dullest soldier feels a sense of accomplishment when he sees the changes before his eyes.
Because such a good place was built by them themselves.
Zhang Guanhua is also very happy, because this is also his achievement.
After discussing with several generals, he gathered the entire army together.
"From today on, the construction of military camps has been completed and military training has officially begun. Here, I solemnly remind you that you are no longer slaves or laborers, but a soldier. The military discipline and rules taught to you must be firmly adhered to. Remember, if anyone violates this rule, I guarantee you will be punished for a lifetime that you will never forget."
A chilling atmosphere swept through the place, and everyone stood alert, sensing that it was different from before.
Looking at the tattered clothes of these soldiers, Zhang Guanhua knew that the time had come.
"Now begin to issue military uniforms to each of you. Military uniforms are the appearance of the army. From now on, you must take good care of the military uniforms and pay attention to the clean appearance. No slovenly people are allowed in the army."
Watching boxes being carried up one after another, Qiao Shan and others finally understood what was inside.
Looking at the military uniforms of Zhang Guanhua, Li Yuanlao and others, they had long been envious.
I originally thought that only the generals could wear them, but I didn't expect that they, the soldiers, also had new clothes.
"Start issuing military uniforms now."
Following Zhang Guanhua's order, the box was opened and sets of military uniforms were taken out.
The military uniforms issued to the North Korean New Army are actually old-fashioned military uniforms from the Shandong New Army.
Shandong has begun to replace the latest military uniforms, but there is still a lot of inventory of old-fashioned clothes that are close to the military uniforms of the Ming Dynasty.
It would be a waste to just leave it alone. Therefore, after discussions between Liao Zhongjian, Shen Daoxun and others, it was sold to North Korea at cost price.
Li Yuanlao originally thought that the military uniforms sent over were all junk.
It's not like they haven't seen the Ming army before, and they already have a deep understanding of the Ming army's virtues.
But when the military uniforms were taken out, Li Yuanlao and all the North Korean generals were stunned.
Because these military uniforms are actually better than what they wear.
Li Yuanlao lowered his head and looked at the cotton armor leaking everywhere on his body, feeling suspicious.
The soldiers were so well dressed, so who was he?
No one paid attention to his doubts. All the soldiers who received the new uniforms were very happy and carefully touched the lines of the clothes, as if they were holding some rare treasures.
None of them had ever worn such fine clothes in their lives.
Qiao Shan cried again.
He thought of his younger brother Bangzi again.
When the stick died, he was only wrapped in a ragged linen cloth.
"Brother, you should take a good look at the spirit in the sky. Don't worry about my brother. My brother is very good now and will be even better in the future!"
Two thousand North Korean soldiers put on new military uniforms, and when they stood together again, their momentum suddenly changed. Everyone held their heads high, their eyes sharp, and filled with murderous intent.
Li Yuanlao really felt this change, and his mood was not only trembling.
He always felt that this place would become very amazing.
