Heroes of Silver Moon

Simon was sitting in a carriage, driving slowly on the concrete road, Deborah and Harris were riding horses, following beside the carriage, and behind them was a group of new army soldiers also riding horses.

Looking at the endless farmland on the side of the road, the golden waves made by the breeze blowing through the wheat in the field, and the joyful expressions of the working people.

Simon couldn't help but sighed: "It seems that today's harvest will be quite good!"

According to the experience of agricultural planting, the fertility of newly reclaimed land must not meet the standard. At least three years of cultivation and conditioning will be required before it can become a real farmland.

However, the planting technology in this world is still in a rather rough state, and there is no concept of intensive farming at all, so the fertility of the land has always been at a low level.

When cultivating the farmland in Xinfaling, Simon introduced the concept of intensive cultivation. Not only did he loosen the soil and weed weeds meticulously, but he also used natural fertilizers such as manure to carefully condition the newly reclaimed farmland.

Therefore, although it has only just been reclaimed, the fertility of these farmlands in the new law has still reached the average level of the world, and may even be higher.

The new law now has a total of 250,000 mu of farmland, of which 150,000 mu is planted with winter wheat, which is expected to be harvested by the end of June, 50,000 mu is planted with spring wheat, which is expected to be harvested in July and August, and 50,000 mu is planted with soybeans , is expected to be harvested in September.

If there are no accidents, under the far lower taxes in other places, the people under the new law this year will surely usher in a bumper harvest, and after seeing the wealth of the new law, it will definitely attract more people to settle here.

Repeatedly, a virtuous circle is formed.

In less than five years, the population of Xinfaling will break through the 100,000 mark.

This is a terrifying number, because the population of the entire southern border is only over one million.

"Yes! The hard work will eventually pay off. We have looked at the farmland so carefully, and the farmland will naturally give us a good harvest." Deborah said in a godlike voice.

The new law has just been established, and there are many places that need manpower and materials, so at the beginning, he opposed wasting so much manpower and material resources on the farmland.

After all, farming is all about leveling the land, digging a few ditches, spreading a handful of wheat seeds, and finally waiting for the farmland to grow naturally. Why are there so many details?

It is weeding and loosening the soil, and the excrement has to be taken out of the public toilets, and finally poured into the farmland where food is to be produced.

Ouch, I feel sick just thinking about it!

But there is no way, no matter how disgusting the person is, it is the instruction given by Lord Simon. Of course, he, a little bachelor and tool man, can only follow it.

But he never expected that he was the one who got slapped in the face in the end, with a bang!

Although on the surface, he has learned to be smart this time, and he neither objected nor slackened his work, but as a self-righteous smart person, he will always feel this feeling of being slapped in the face in his heart.

Unable to figure out the principle, Deborah could only spontaneously come up with the guiding ideology that I reward the farmland for hard work, and the farmland rewards me with a good harvest.

"Well, the food issue is the top priority, and the harvest will be harvested soon, and this key point is the most prone to problems.

Deborah, next you mobilize some soldiers from the garrison regiment and some police officers to guard the farmlands.

In addition, this is the first time that Xinfaling has produced its own grain, and we don't have much grain storage. In order to prevent accidents, especially those of our "dear neighbors" and "friends" far away, next you must purchase a batch of grain reserves to prevent food shortages caused by insufficient harvests. "Simon said seriously.

Deborah also knew the seriousness of the problem, and nodded with a serious face.

"Harris, how is the situation of the new army?" Simon began to ask again, the armed forces of the new law.

To keep trouble out of the way, they had to impress their enemies.

"The new army is in good condition, and the strength ratio of each regiment has reached expectations. Now there are five regiments in the new army, with a total of 6,000 people, each with fifteen rounds of ammunition, and because there are more and more veterans, the overall quality of the new army is also improving." Getting higher and higher." Harris replied with a straight face.

It has been a long time since he started serving as the chief officer of the new army, and he hasn't shown any other expressions. Official position is not only a position of power, but also a kind of restraint.

"Well, yes, since we have solved the problem of weapons and ammunition, it is time to adjust the structure of the new army." Simon rubbed his chin and thought.

For the development of the new army, he also has his own set of plans.

"The structure of the arms?" Harris was a little surprised, and said, "You mean, add some special arms."

Simon nodded and said: "Yes, all of them are infantry, which severely restricts the combat effectiveness of the new army. The area of ​​​​the new French territory is large. Although roads have been repaired, there are still big problems in communication and quick response. Other arms Leaving aside, but the cavalry must be formed.

As for the scale, let's set it as a battalion for the time being!

In addition, I am also planning to transfer part of the troops from each regiment to form two machine gun battalions to focus on training several new types of weapons. After the training is completed, they will be sent back to the regiments to enhance their overall tactical strength.

Regarding the training methods and tactical changes of the cavalry and machine artillery, I will write the code of conduct for the units when I go back, and you can train according to the above. "

Harris frowned and asked: "Of course there is no problem in training soldiers, but the key point is that we still have too few trusted high-level officers, and their quality is also uneven. The three special forces battalions formed should be appointed. Who is in charge?"

Simon lowered his head, stroked his chin and pondered for a moment, and said: "Well, the cavalry battalion is a fixed unit, and there must be a chief officer, and I think Siegel is good.

As for the other two machine gun battalions, they are only temporary units, and they will still have to return to their own units in the future. Some company-level officers with potential can be promoted to serve as battalion commanders when they come. After the training, they can be promoted by half a rank to become deputy officers. Battalion commander, priority for promotion in the future. "

Harris smiled after a long absence, looked at Simon and said, "Haha, commander of the cavalry, I knew you would not give up Siegel."

The cavalry is a very special type of arms. Its training difficulty, material consumption, and tactical value far exceed that of ordinary infantry. Therefore, the status and treatment of cavalry officers is actually higher than that of ordinary officers.

Don't look at it as just a battalion, but in terms of status, the cavalry battalion commander is completely comparable to the ordinary regiment leader.

Therefore, Siegel, who was the battalion commander of the Hedaokou Independent Battalion, was sent to command the cavalry battalion. It seemed to be a flat transfer, but in fact he had been promoted invisibly.

After all, Siegel is Simon's old brother. It has been more than half a year since he was demoted. The effect of punishment and warning has been achieved. There is no need to keep him in that kind of place, far away from the core of power.

"Deborah, go back and deal with the things I told you first. Harris and I will go to the Independence Camp to have a look. I hope that the six months of idle training will help him grow!" Simon also said with a smile.

He will never give up. Anyone who is close to him, the idea of ​​letting Siegel be the commander of the cavalry has already sprouted in his mind.

However, Siegel has a reckless and hot temper, which is suitable for cavalry tactics and may lead the entire team into the ditch. Therefore, taking advantage of his mistakes, he was sent to the independent battalion for training.

This time to form a cavalry unit, it is just right to transfer Siegel back.

"Let's go, let's see how our old friend is doing in the Independence Camp?" Harris led the soldiers, guarded by the carriage, and walked slowly towards the remote Independence Camp.

…

After running all the way, two days later, Simon and others finally arrived at the mouth of the river, where an independent battalion was stationed to prevent barbarians from entering the territory along the river.

However, more than half a year ago, barbarians consumed a large number of people, so during this period of time, there was not much commotion.

In addition, Bishop, the goblin patriarch, was secretly helping Simon capture the barbarian slaves, and the number of barbarians was under control, so it was quite leisurely here.

It is far away from the main defense line, far from the core of the territory, and there is basically no war. It can be said that the sky is far away from the emperor, so many people have almost forgotten this place. Even Simon and Harris rarely pay attention to it.

As soon as they entered the camp, Simon and Harrison felt something was wrong.

how to say? It's too bland, so bland that it doesn't look like a military camp.

Harris frowned, and Simon narrowed his eyes slightly, wondering what was wrong.

"Sentries, patrols, training sounds, how could there be none?" Simon's heart tightened, maybe something happened?

"Speed ​​up and get to the camp!" Harris sullenly gave the order to march quickly.

 …

A sentry leaned against the camp wall, standing loosely. The rifle that was supposed to be carried on his shoulder was used as a support by him with the **** of the rifle.

He looked up at the sky blankly, and then looked at the other side of the camp gate, where there should have been a sentry.

"Shit, if I had known no one would care, I wouldn't have come." The sentinel cursed in a low voice.

Ever since that Lord Siegel was demoted here, he has basically ignored them, drinking and playing with women all day long.

The chief officer didn't care about things, and the officers below also went wild.

Training, sentry, patrolling, these things are all left unattended, and a bunch of people gather together to play cards all day long. In just eight months, the independent battalion, which was originally well-disciplined, is now the same as those traditional troops. loose.

Now, in the entire independent battalion, not to mention the sentinels who are always vigilant and look good, even soldiers like him who can go to the sentry on time are basically invisible.

The sentinel stared at the sky in a daze, but he didn't even notice the arrival of Simon and others.

Looking at the loose sentinel, a surge of anger suddenly surged in Simon's heart.

Is this still a disciplined new army? What the **** was that idiot Siegel doing during his eight months in office!

Looking at Simon with a cold face, Harris felt a sudden chill in his heart, and swallowed his saliva in fear.

Now, Siegel is probably going to be in real trouble.

When a group of people came to the side, the sentinel suddenly noticed, so he quickly tried to enter the alert state.

But the rifle stuck on the ground fell to the ground in a hurry. He wanted to pick it up, but suddenly lost his balance and fell to the ground.

Seeing the bear look of the sentinel, the faces of Simon and Harris completely darkened.

"Take him under control, don't make a sound!" Simon's stern gaze frightened the sentinel, and he didn't dare to make another sound.

Just like that, Simon and the others entered the camp in silence.

The training ground outside the camp was empty, and there were almost no people in the huge camp, only the noise came from the canteen.

Simon got out of the carriage and went with Harris to find out what happened.

"Haha, I won, take the money and take the money!"

"Oh, hurry up, do you still want to fight?"

"It's really unlucky, why did I get this kind of garbage card again!"

Soldiers and officers in disheveled clothes gathered together to play cards, gamble and drink. The canteen, which was supposed to be clean, was now full of stains and sundries.

There was noise everywhere, and if it wasn't for the uniform on his body, Simon would have thought he had entered a casino.

Harris' face was ashen, and he took out the copper whistle and was about to blow it, but Simon stopped him directly.

"It's useless, we have to find the root cause." Simon said, shaking his head with anger in his eyes.

Harris froze, then nodded silently, until the two left again, no one noticed.

When he came to the separate room of the camp chief officer, Harris knocked on the door sullenly, but no one responded, so he stepped up his strength and knocked hard several times.

"Who, if you have something to say, get out!" Siegel's violent voice came from the room.

Along with it, there is also the woman's coquettishness: "My lord, you hurt me."

The coldness on Simon's face almost froze the surrounding air. He glanced coldly at Harris, who immediately understood and kicked open the door.

The sudden movement startled the people in the room, and the scene in the room was completely imprinted in Simon's eyes.

I saw Siegel with his upper body naked, holding a woman with heavy makeup in his arms. The woman was holding a glass of wine and was delivering it to his mouth. The whole person was drunk.

"You're looking for death!" His eyes were dizzy from drinking, and Siegel couldn't see who it was. He opened his mouth and cursed, and grabbed the wine glass casually, and threw it directly at the door.

boom! The wine glass was photographed aside by Harris, and then he kicked it directly.

Siegel, who was in a drunk state, was of course not to be outdone, he got up directly, raised his fist and smashed it.

A lot of punches and kicks!

Harris himself has better martial arts skills than Siegel, and Siegel has been addicted to drinking and **** recently, so within half a minute, the old bottom he had accumulated was wiped out, and Harris directly grabbed his neck and pressed him against the wall.

After a fight, the blood surged ~www.readwn.com~ The brain paralyzed by alcohol also woke up a little bit. After realizing who the person in front of him was, Siegel was shocked and completely woke up.

"Ha, Brother Harris, why are you here?" Siegel asked in pain as he squeezed his throat.

"What the **** are you doing?" Harris asked, gnashing his teeth, letting go of Siegel's throat.

"I, I..." Recalling his indulgence during this period, Siegel was ashamed, hesitating and unable to reply.

"Let me tell you!" Simon also walked in at this moment, and said with a sullen face: "Our Lord Siegel, I saw that you Harris is now the brigade commander, and that Boulder is the deputy brigade commander;

Seeing that Graton and Alyosha are regimental leaders, seeing Galken and Maslan also promoted to regimental commanders, and then thinking that he is only a small battalion commander.

So I felt wronged, so I started to play petty temper, so I started to ignore the team, and started to indulge myself! "

"Si, Simon, why are you here too!" Siegelton was frightened for a moment, almost lost his soul. He thought that it was only Harris who came to inspect this time.

"You can get lost." Looking at the nightingale who came from nowhere, Simon said coldly.

"My lord, I, I..." The woman with heavy make-up was about to cry at this moment, pitifully speechless.

Seeing her difficulty, Simon shook his hand, threw a gold coin into her arms, and said coldly, "Take the money and get out!"

After confirming the material of the gold coin, Nightingale breathed a sigh of relief, forced a smile, and said respectfully, "Thank you, sir."

The unknown woman left, leaving only three Simons in the room.