Chapter 176: The Soldier's Stage

Where is the military stage?

battlefield!

Jiang Lang knew this deeply. Faced with the slowly coming history, he knew that he could not resist it. In his conversation with Zi Ling last night, Jiang Lang also realized that since he could not master history, he should adapt to history. History can reduce Yingzong, who is above the man, to a prisoner of Wats, and then history can naturally allow himself, a small official, to take power.

There is nothing wrong with rights, the key is to see how to use them.

After the knot in his heart was untied, Jiang Lang also felt his relief. The next morning, he hurried to the military camp. Although it was not dawn at that time, except for a few servants in the mansion, the rest of the mansion had just gotten up. Just as Li Shangyin took the title "Untitled", the stars last night were windy last night, and the east of the Guitang on the west side of the painting building. He had no colorful phoenix flying wings, and his heart was connected. He sent the hook to the spring wine and the wine was warm, and the lights were red. He heard the drums and answered the officials, and went to the horses and the horses and the horses were turned into tunics.

But the most important Jiang Lang felt that there was no time now. After a period of time, whether you stay in the capital or go to fight with the army, you will face a hard battle.

When Jiang Lang arrived at the military camp, his thousand people had already started morning exercises. After the Jiang Lang's almost devilish training these few months, these soldiers also understood one thing, that is, persistence is victory. During the training, Jiang Lang's rhythm was very accurate, and each training reached the maximum ability of these soldiers to bear. After a while, they got used to this intensity, they began to slowly strengthen the training. The most direct result was that the will of these soldiers became stronger and stronger in terms of aspects. Although the winter in the north was very cold, for these soldiers, this was a piece of cake.

The ones responsible for supervising the training of these soldiers were Tong Jin and Yu Rong. Jiang Lang originally planned to keep a deputy general, but later Fan Zhong said that there was no problem in selecting soldiers, but if he chose the deputy general, it would be somewhat unpretentious. Jiang Lang thought about it. So he left both Tong Jin and Yu Rong. After slowly contacting Jiang Lang, he found that these two were still responsible. Tong Jin was thin, but quite capable, while Yu Rong was a burly man with good kung fu. Not to mention whether these two were sincere to Jiang Lang, Jiang Lang's orders could be carried out perfectly, which made Jiang Lang unable to pick on. After all, Jiang Lang's vision was still very high. For people born in special forces, ordinary troops would not be taken seriously. However, Jiang Lang's training did not require them to intervene. In a certain aspect, Sun Yuanbiao and others have surpassed these two people.

"General!"

Seeing that Jiang Lang came to the military camp so early, the two of them were a little strange. Jiang Lang came early in the past, but it was not as early as this day. Unexpectedly, he did not hesitate and immediately stepped forward and said respectfully.

"Um!"

Jiang Lang nodded slightly, put his hands behind his back, and looked at the soldiers who were training. They were basically physically training in the morning, so they were running now, but this running is different from other runnings. In addition to having sandbags tied on their feet, and a group of five people on their shoulders, they also carried a large log. The training has only started soon. Although they are carrying weights, there is no fatigue on the faces of the soldiers.

Jiang Lang saw the changes in these short-term soldiers. Although he was still a certain distance from the kind of soldiers he thought, the training time was very long, and it was already very good to reach the current level. Compared with other soldiers in the Ming Dynasty, their strength has been greatly improved.

However, they were still far behind in the face of increasingly approaching war.

A general who can win battles may be called an ever-winning general, but for soldiers, the kind of general who is truly good is the kind of general who can care about their life and death. For their own soldiers, Jiang Lang's way of showing himself is to train them more effectively. Only those who are trustworthy and their own strength can be on the battlefield.

Nodding slightly, Jiang Lang took off the armor on his body, threw it to Yu Rong next to him, and then began to tie a sandbag on his body.

Tong Jin was shocked when he saw this and hurriedly said, "General, what are you doing?"

"Exercise with your brothers!"

Jiang Lang said while tying sandbags that they used to train every day when they were in the army, but now they are here and become generals, and he has less time to train a day.

After saying that, Jiang Lang ignored the two of them and ran down, ran at the front of the team, and shouted loudly: "I am happy today, I will train with my brothers. That lazy person is the bear!"

Although Jiang Lang can be regarded as very strict in training, he is very respectful to him in the hearts of the soldiers. Now that he said this, the team of more than a thousand people suddenly became lively, one passing by ten, ten passing by a hundred, and ten passing by a hundred. After a while, the entire team knew that Jiang Lang was leading the way in front, and he was immediately full of energy.

Feeling the changes in the team behind, Jiang Lang shouted loudly: "Adjust your breath, what I want now is not to run multiple pieces between you, but to cooperate between each pair and the entire team, and to maintain plastic surgery for me!"

Unlike modern troops, the current combat is the cooperation of the three armies and the practice is often practiced. Under modern communication conditions, the coordinated combat between the three armies can basically remain consistent. However, this is different in ancient times. Once you go to the battlefield, it is crowded with people. The only way to communicate is drums and rely on generals. In fact, the biggest thing is the soldiers themselves, especially cavalry. A good cavalry can cut off an infantry from the middle like a sharp knife, so that in a certain way, it can disrupt the enemy's position.

"yes!"

The soldiers in front roared loudly, and at the same time the officers in the team began to convey Jiang Lang's order: "The general has an order, everyone keeps the formation!"

The same order was soon conveyed and opened in the team. Slowly, the originally messy footsteps slowly merged together, and they all fell into a rhythm. Because Jiang Lang was leading the team, he slowly let his breathing follow his steps when running, which led the soldiers behind to breathe slowly follow this step.

Hearing the neat footsteps behind, Jiang Lang felt as if he had returned to the military camp, and couldn't help but shout: "One, two, three, four! One, two, three, four!"

The soldiers behind heard Jiang Lang shouting, and naturally began to follow. Not long after, the neat roar resounded throughout the military camp with their footsteps. On this cold winter morning, it seemed so clear.

Tong Jin and Yu Rong, standing on the stage, couldn't help but look at each other. They didn't expect that Jiang Lang had joined for a while, and the momentum of the entire team changed suddenly. The somewhat messy running horse just now became so neat, as if it was just a person. Although they were only Jiang Lang's deputy generals, their time in the army was much longer in the Ming Dynasty. They naturally knew what the changes in the team meant. If every soldier in the previous team was a tiger, the current team was a group of tigers. A tiger might not be scary, but no one would feel that this group of beast kings was in a heartless heart. Now, this team was twisted into a rope in this short time.

Jiang Lang, who was still leading the way below, did not forget to do ideological work for the soldiers behind him. He ran and shouted loudly: "We are soldiers. The stage of soldiers is on the battlefield. If we want to dominate the battlefield, we must have strength, not just relying on yourself, not just my command, but on every brother around you now. If we want to be heroes, we must save our lives. Don't think that dying on the battlefield is honor. Without killing the enemy, no sacrifice is necessary! Do you want to be heroes or bears!"

"Hero! Dominate the battlefield!"

The soldiers behind shouted in unison, and their hearts suddenly felt excited.

No one can doubt whether their yelling is sincere or a momentary impulse. For soldiers, the dream of becoming an official is too far away, and the most realistic thing is to be a living hero, and the taste of victory can only be experienced by those who survive.

"I will let you dominate the battlefield!"

Jiang Lang shouted loudly, and his heart became slightly excited, feeling as if he had enough strength. The sandbag on his feet did not affect his pace. He always led the soldiers behind him to run ahead at a certain rhythm.

After yelling, Jiang Lang continued, "But you have to be prepared to dominate the battlefield. Then you have to receive even more cruel training from today. Are you afraid?"

"Not afraid!"

It seemed as if I had seen victory waving to him, no one was hesitating at all.

Jiang Lang nodded with satisfaction and then ran forward. The soldiers' stage was on the battlefield. It was not easy to dance this dance well. Just now, he had completed a pre-war mobilization work. A few simple words made these soldiers full of fighting spirit.

However, training a military that can truly dominate the battlefield is only a prerequisite. Only soldiers who have experienced the test of life and death are more qualified to say this.
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