In the Southern Song Dynasty, I competed with Mongolia for the world

Chapter 235 Military Instructor

The Burenjia, which weighed nearly [-] kilograms, has been deeply disliked by everyone. It is too heavy, and no one wants to give it away now.

"Forty catties is also a bit heavy, I'm afraid it will be inconvenient to move." The person on the left said.

Song Tian's face was serious: "The swords and arrows are sharp on the battlefield, and the armor is not heavy, how can I protect myself?"

"This change by the imperial court must have been carefully considered. For our sake, each armor has an extra ten catties of weight. How much more iron will be consumed--" After that, he turned to look at the two of them, both of whom were a little thin: "You guys Te Niang doesn’t grow meat, does she?”

The two smiled wryly.

The food in the army is not bad, but the training is also hard, and it is really difficult to gain weight.

"Let's go back to the camp." Song Tian tidied up his clothes and went out with his two subordinates.

As soon as I arrived in the yard, I saw my brother-in-law Liu Zhonghe.

"Officer Liu." The two subordinates greeted each other with smiles.

"Brother-in-law is out." Liu Zhonghe also laughed along with him.

Liu Zhonghe used to be an ordinary citizen, but this year the imperial court selected a large number of family members of military officials to serve as county officials.

Liu Zhonghe was also selected because he knew some characters, and he became an official at once.

Moreover, the current policy of the imperial court is different from before. Those who are unanimously approved by the people and the superiors will be assessed as excellent every three years, and those who are outstanding twice in a row can be promoted to ninth-rank officials.

Liu Zhonghe has reached the sky in one step, so seeing this brother-in-law is very respectful.

"You're not on duty today?" Song Tian immediately put on a straight face when he saw Liu Zhonghe.

"I'm off today, why don't you come and see my sister." Liu Zhonghe laughed along with him.

"You motherfucker, do a good job, don't lose face." Song Tian shouted: "The imperial court is now assessing, and they will also ask the people under your rule, and the neighbors nearby--you have to dare to be raped and be punished by others." Report, don't blame me for being rude--"

"I know my brother-in-law, I will do a good job." Liu Zhonghe hurriedly said, thinking, I will not have trouble with money, of course I have to do a good job.

Seeing that Song Tian was about to go out, Liu Zhonghe hesitated to speak.

Song Tian glared at him: "Say something quickly, and fart quickly."

"I heard that next year the imperial court will re-measure the main grain fields in various places in Shandong and collect taxes on a field-by-field basis. I'm thinking about it—" Halfway through speaking, I glanced at my brother-in-law.

Song Tian immediately guessed Liu Zhonghe's ghostly thoughts, and Song Tian immediately cursed: "Think about your mother."

"If you dare to accept other people's money for selfishness, you will die. Don't get me involved."

"Understand, understand, I know what to do." Liu Zhonghe heard that some colleagues took advantage of the landlords and wanted to help conceal the report. He was a little afraid, so he came to see his brother-in-law. Just dare to do it.

Now Song Tian warned him not to act recklessly, Liu Zhonghe immediately decided not to do this.

When Song Tian returned to his camp, more than 500 people in the camp had gathered and were running.

They got up and ran before dawn, and ran about 3000 meters along the barracks.

The sound of one-two-one was heard in the barracks, and a dense crowd of people lined up and ran in an orderly manner.

Song Tian looked at them, thinking that he was trained like a dead dog every day in the training camp, and he immediately felt good.

He couldn't help but look down at the Zhajia on his body.

If it weren't for wearing Zhajia, he would also be used to running with his brothers.

Because there are rules above, except for military officers over 40 years old, those under 40 years old must run with the sergeants every day.

For other physical training, officers under the age of 35 must also follow suit.

Those over the age of 35 are free to follow or not to follow.

"What are you looking at, you two are not going yet?" Song Tian turned around and glared at the two followers beside him.

The two followers quickly turned around and ran into the team.

Song Tian waved his hand, and a man ran out of the team, sweating profusely, in front of him. It was Zhou Bing, the deputy commander of the battalion.

The two were in the same training team that year.

"Why are you wearing armor?" Zhou Bing looked at Song Tian strangely.

"There is a meeting in the army today, and everyone above the deputy commander must attend. You go back and change your clothes. Hurry up, I'll wait for you."

"Don't you have to take a bath?" Zhou Bing asked strangely, "You said you had a meeting earlier, so I stopped running."

"Damn, don't talk nonsense, get out of here." Song Tian kicked Zhou Bing's fart.

Zhou Bing cursed and turned back to the camp.

According to the current military regulations of the Song Dynasty, each battalion has a commander, two deputy commanders, and three people are stationed in the battalion in turn.

Today is Zhou Bing in the camp.

After a while, Bao Yong, another deputy commander, also came to the camp from his home in Zhajia.

Song Tian glanced at Bao Yong, and looked at the knife on Bao Yong's waist with a displeased expression.

Bao Yong is from the capital, it is said that he is the emperor's own army, he wears a dagger given by the emperor on his waist every day, and he is very airy.

Song Tian looked very unhappy.

But there is no way, he has trained longer than him, has rich experience, and can brainwash him.

In the camp, every five days of practice, they had two days off, and one of them was class, which was all brainwashed by Bao Yong.

Song Tian didn't know that Bao Yong would be the instructor in the army if this was to be released to future generations.

Song Tian was not upset about Bao Yong's brainwashing, but that Bao Yong often used the emperor's dagger to show off his power, as if he was a disciple of the emperor.

But they are indeed disciples of the emperor.

Hey, Song Tian glanced again, actually a little envious of Bao Yong's small waist knife.

The two had a conversation, and Zhou Bing came out wearing Zhajia. The three of them quickly each rode a horse and went to the army headquarters.

When we arrived at the headquarters of the Ziyang Army, there was a short meeting on the spot, which meant that the troops were going to be mobilized to fight Zhang Rong. Some people stayed behind and some went out to fight. Then they began to report their names. , just stay behind.

Song Tian's ears immediately perked up.

He stared around.

The Ziyang Army has two generals and twelve battalions, and dozens of people at the scene have their ears pricked up.

Song Tian didn't know what others thought, but he believed that most people would definitely not want to stay behind.

Ziyang hadn't fought a war for about two years. Everyone trained every day, and almost forgot what it was like to fight.

"One general, one battalion." Suddenly the name was reported above.

Wow, the commander and deputy commander of the first battalion around Song Tian roared wildly, with excited expressions.

Song Tian stared at him, and then found that all the people whose names were reported were shouting excitedly.

He finally realized that everyone wanted to fight.

Suddenly there was a commotion at the scene. Those who registered their names shouted ecstatically, and those who did not register also shouted: "Why don't we have a camp? Can't our camp do it?"

There were cheers and curses at the scene.

The deputy director who signed up at the front desk was furious, slapped the table heavily, and shouted sharply, don't make noise.

Only then did the crowd calm down unwillingly.

The superiors didn't care about them, and finally called eight battalions out of the twelve battalions, and four battalions stayed behind, and then let those four battalions go.

The commanders and deputy commanders of the four battalions left cursing.

The superiors summoned the remaining eight battalions and said something quickly.

Both Song Tian and Zhou Bing were not very literate. They were both illiterate at first, but after joining the imperial court, they learned a little in the past two years.

The imperial court does not force the military officers to be literate, but it has made it clear that those who can read will be promoted first.

In addition, the imperial court set up a character learning class in Ziyang County. During the two-day break every five days, officers can voluntarily go to study, and it’s okay if they don’t study.

Song Tian is still relatively good, and often drags Zhou Bing to learn, but there is nothing Zhou Bing can do if he refuses to learn.

Over the past two years, the two of them probably knew a few hundred words, which is not bad.

At this moment, Song Tian saw Bao Yong beside him with a pen and paper, recording what the officials said.

That brush is different from ordinary brushes. It is said to be called charcoal brushes, made of charcoal.

Song Tian immediately memorized Shangguan's words with his heart, thinking, sooner or later I will learn more characters, it's great that the capital is here.

After the meeting ended, Song Tian basically knew the mission of his battalion.

The Song army has six battalions of one general, five battalions of infantry and cavalry, and one battalion of artillery. It is currently called the chariot battalion to the outside world.

Song Tian's second general is going out of the car camp, and Song Tianying is responsible for following and protecting.

During the war, Song Tianying also followed Che Ying.

Song Tian didn't like it after hearing it, and he was still fighting behind Che Ying?

Immediately after the meeting was over, he took the two deputy commanders to find the second general and his immediate boss, Bai Zhongqi.

"General Bai Zheng, can we change with the third battalion? Let's be the vanguard?" Song Tian said with a smile.

When he was the head of the capital, Bai Zhongqi was the commander of their battalion, and he is still his boss now.

"Change fart." Bai Zhongqi scolded with a smile: "I still want to change with the first general, Ziyang Army also wants to change with Jinan Army, can this be changed?"

This time against Zhang Rong, it is said that the Jinan army is the forward and the Ziyang army is the rear team. The Ziyang army still wants to switch to the front.

"This can't let me follow Che Ying?" Song Tian knew that it was a cannon, but now that cannons are rarely used on the battlefield, he probably was sitting on the bench. Can't see Zhang Qiu.

To be honest, after more than two years of training with the battalion, Song Tian felt a little swollen and felt invincible.

The soldiers he trains himself know best, order and prohibition, strict discipline, and the spirit is completely different from before.

Song Tian thought that Zhang Rong must have never been beaten, and there is no one in this world who can fight, unless the legendary Mongolian army comes to try.

"There is only one car camp in our sixth battalion. Do you know how valuable a car camp is? Don't think it's a trivial matter." Bai Zhongqi said, "Let me tell you clearly, if we really fight on the battlefield, we can lose all five infantry battalions. The car camp must be kept, the task is difficult, don't you know?"

Song Tian listened in disbelief, thinking, what's the use of that broken car camp?What's the use of breaking the cannon?How expensive is that?
At this time when all countries are fighting, only warships and city defenses will use cannons. It is more bluffing than killing people, Song Tian really didn't take it to heart.

But Shangguan said so, of course he didn't dare to refute, he could only laugh along with him.

Bai Zhongqi said again, don't underestimate Zhang Rong, this guy is very cunning in war, and he is the best at sneak attacking. In short, your battalion should protect Che Ying well, and if someone touches Che Ying, Song Tian, ​​you don't want to be a soldier either.

Song Tian immediately patted his chest, Baizheng puts you at ease 160 times, to ensure the safety of the car camp, people are in the car.

After the three of them returned to the camp, they immediately assembled the whole army. The deputy commander Bao Yong mobilized first, and Song Tian listened with great interest, thinking that these people from the capital were made by Huitema.

Bao Yong said that Zhang Rong was a bastard. He watched his sister take a bath at home when he was seven years old, hooked up with the village widow when he was 12, and started killing people when he was 13.

After occupying Zhangqiu, he dedicatedly enslaved the Han people, searched for the wealth of the Han people, and paid tribute to the Jin people. Then he said something about Zhang Rong doing evil everywhere and massacring the Han people.

In the end, he said that Zhang Rong was ready to send troops to attack Jinan, and he wanted to wipe out all of us and let us surrender.

But Zhang Rong's sergeant didn't have any military pay, and they all relied on robbing the common people. They couldn't eat meat for five days, and couldn't see fish for ten days. The brother had a beautiful daughter-in-law at home, so he had to let Zhang Rong play first.

Song Tian doesn't know if these things are true or not, but what Bao Yong said is so vivid. Can everyone bear it after hearing this?

Moreover, there was still Tuo in the crowd, who immediately shouted to kill Zhang Rong.

Then the whole audience was shouting, fuck Zhang Rong to death.

The crowd was so excited that the brothers wanted to kill Zhang Rong.

At this time, it was Song Tian's turn to sum up a few words. He said loudly, no matter what kind of bastard Zhang Rong is, we are paid as soldiers, and defending our homeland is a matter of nature, not to mention the military order is like a mountain, we will set off tomorrow and beat his mother .

"Hit the fuck." Soon the playground was filled with such wild screams.

After more than two years of hard training, these people have suppressed their ferocity, and it's time to see blood.

(End of this chapter)