Anti Qing

Chapter 59 Rewards and Punishments (Congratulations to the mysterious person of the first alliance!)
As Li Zijing's words fell to the ground, the former battalion chiefs and whistle chiefs in black arrow suits stepped out one after another.

"Count the numbers!"

First the head of the department, then the head of the post, shouted and shouted again and again.

But the more Li Zijing listened, the more his expression changed.

On the way to Xi'an, Li Zijing was not idle. Apart from looking for military books, he also figured out the issue of Dashun's establishment.

In fact, it is not very clear, because Dashun's current army establishment is very problematic.

Take Liu Zongmin as an example, with the largest number of people and a relatively complete organizational system. Every 200 people form a team, and there is a captain.

There is one whistle for every two teams, and one whistle for the total.

Every two outposts are one, and there is one chief, which is the former battalion chief that Li Zijing was originally.

But for the same position, the strength of each battalion leader is very different.

At that time, Li Zijing's headquarters only had a total of more than 500 people, and this was still the one with the largest number of people in the front camp after eating from his elder brother Li Zicheng's Xiaozao.

However, Liu Zongmin's Zhongquan pro-military forces each have nearly 1000 people. Although they have been defeated one after another and their establishment is not complete, they are still skinny camels are bigger than horses.

Now back in Xi'an, all kinds of military equipment, food and grass, and replenishment of soldiers are also given priority to the Chinese army.

According to Li Zijing's understanding, since the establishment of this front battalion, it has been the least organized among the main force of the fifth field battalion, with only 4 people at its peak.

After the first battle in Qingdu, the damage was extremely heavy. There were only 74 captains left in the original [-].

There are 46 whistle chiefs, and there are [-] left.

There are forty department heads, and now there are sixteen more.

The others either died in battle in Qingdu, or scattered around with other people, and it was not easy to get in touch with them.

Of course, the previous data of Qianying were not accurate. Li Zijing only speculated based on the 4 people he heard from other populations.

The actual situation may be different.

But that's all in the past tense, and it doesn't make much sense to worry about it now, Li Zijing just wants to find out what's going on under his hands.

After listening to the report, Li Zijing nodded slightly.

Although there are no generals such as Guo Yi and Wu Wei who can take the lead, there are still many grassroots officers, and the loss is not too great.

But Li Zijing soon realized a problem, so many officers, there are only more than 6000 soldiers.

The captain who should be in charge of 200 people may now have dozens of people under him.

Even some teams were basically wiped out in Qingdu, and the team members were scattered, and only the captain returned to Xi'an alive.

There are not enough soldiers, so what is the use of so many officers?

Li Zijing stared at these solemnly standing department chiefs, post chiefs, and team officers, and made a decision in his heart.

The number of people is not enough, and it is useless to pretend to be the facade of the main camp. It is better to reduce the establishment and demote some department heads, team officers, and post chiefs.

It will not be too late to expand the establishment when there are more sources of troops in the future.

But I'm new here, can these people accept the relegation honestly?

The previous rectification of military law told Li Zijing an experience, that is, military affairs, which have a great impact and cannot be taken for granted.

Now if you want to successfully compress the establishment, you need to use both kindness and strength.

Thinking of this, Li Zijing paced slowly in the field, then suddenly stretched out his hand and shouted loudly.

"Bring the wine!"

When everyone saw Li Zijing holding a bowl of wine, they didn't understand why, in the training ground, a battalion leader suddenly wanted to drink?
Li Zicheng also obviously noticed this side and stared intently.

"This bowl of wine is for me, Li Zijing, to General Gu Kecheng who died in Qingdu, and to the soldiers of my former battalion!"

"It's me, Li Zijing, who prepared the celebration wine for my front battalion in advance!"

Li Zijing looked around the crowd and saw that they were buzzing and discussing, the atmosphere gradually became noisy, and then he yelled again.

"Send wine!"

Someone brought out more than a dozen large vats of wine, more than 6000 people, whether they said more or less, Li Zijing treated them all equally.

Regardless of the old man or ordinary soldiers, everyone gets a bowl.

There was wine in his hand, but now that he knew Li Zijing's intentions, the voice of discussion gradually weakened, and everyone was respectful.

This respect is not only for Li Zijing, but also for Gu Kecheng and the former battalion brothers who died in the battle in Qingdu.

For a new General Zhi, who had no connection with Gu Kecheng before, to have this kind of heart, in the eyes of these Shunjun who experienced the bloody battle in Qingdu, it is really rare.

Hearing what Li Zijing said, even the eyes of many department heads changed.

The aroma of the wine is tangy, mellow and strong, and it gradually diffuses in the field.

"Why do you say it's a celebration wine?"

Li Zijing walked into the crowd, wherever he went, the former battalion soldiers there would make a way out and surround them spontaneously.

"Because I, Li Zijing, want to lead everyone to avenge General Gu Kecheng and the brothers who died in Qingdu."

"The front battalion can't just collapse like this!"

Having said that, Li Zijing stopped his pace, turned around abruptly, glanced at the soldiers in the front battalion, and drank the wine in the bowl in one gulp.

"Clap--!"

Everyone stared at Li Zijing in a daze, and the atmosphere in the arena was silent.

"Crash--!"

After a moment of silence, the soldiers of the former battalion drank up their drinks, and the sound of more than 6000 bowls shattering attracted a little attention from the surroundings.

The clear and clear voice, what fell away was the depression and bad luck of the former battalion for many days, and what fell away was the era of the former general Gu Kecheng.

What ushered in was a brand new front battalion headed by Li Zijing.

Li Zijing walked slowly back to the front of the crowd, looked at the new front camp crowd, and nodded slightly.

People are available!

"It is said in "General Garden·Xi Lian". If the army does not practice, one hundred is not worth one; if it is practiced and used, one is worth a hundred."

As soon as the words came out, everyone was really confused and asked each other, but many people couldn't understand what it meant.

Li Zijing also knew this, so he looked at everyone and explained loudly.

"It means that our front battalion is a whole, and each of you is indispensable."

"If you have no rules, then even if you pull a hundred people out of you, you will not be able to defeat one enemy."

"However, if the drills are well-trained and the advances and retreats are the same, then even if there is only one person, it will be as effective as a hundred mobs!"

There was a lot of discussion below, and soon someone stood up.

"General Zhi, if we want to achieve what you said, one can be worth a hundred, what should we practice?"

Li Zijing looked down at him approvingly, and pointed to the ordinary soldier who was asking questions.

"That's a good question!"

"The so-called practice is to practice the rules and practice the array."

"Many of you came here from scratch, and your fighting skills are not weak. What you lack is the word "practice."

Li Zijing said, holding a flag in his hand.

"Using flags and banners as orders during the day, and listening to step drums as orders at night, these are old rules in our Dashun army, and they still apply today."

"You people, as the team officers of each team, the head of each post, and even the head of a department, do you know this method?"

Li Zijing looked around the crowd, picked out a department head, and asked sharply.

"How do step drums progress slowly?"

The boss stared wide-eyed, trembling all over, and shouted after hesitating for a moment.

"One step at a time is slow progress!"

Li Zijing asked again.

"How does step drum advance fast?"

The boss didn't hesitate this time, and replied almost directly.

"Ten steps and one drum is fast forward!"

Li Zijing's eyes were slightly startled, and he asked someone casually, intending to catch a typical example and teach him the rules to build his prestige, but he didn't expect to know everything.

But thinking about it, the chiefs of the Dashun army also rose step by step from ordinary soldiers to veterans and elite cavalry.

Naturally, he understands everything about steps, drums and banners.

Li Zijing's gaze spread, and he quickly reacted and smiled.

"A good answer, I will be rewarded and punished, I deserve a reward!"

"After the training camp, I will go to the kitchen and ask them to prepare some meat porridge!"

"The people under him can have another meal of meat porridge tonight!"

The general was overjoyed when he heard the news, and even the former soldiers in the crowd were in a commotion, many of them stared wide-eyed.

"Thank you General!!"

　Thanks to the book friend of the mysterious person for the [-] starting coins. When I saw the news last night, Shi Shi was really surprised and happy.I have nothing to report, I can only try my best to write the anti-qing, so as not to let everyone down.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)