Rise from eight hundred.

Chapter 1211: Training for new recruits during their expedition

Tang Dao left home, but he did not leave his hometown immediately!

Five people rode war horses along the simple county road, heading straight to the county seat at lightning speed!
There, a total of 4500 people had been gathering since last night. The 3000 soldiers were the supplementary soldiers that Fan Shaozeng helped to obtain for the 22nd Army. The 1500 soldiers were the hometown soldiers that Tang Jili carefully trained for Tang Dao for half a year.

The military headquarters of the 22nd Group Army sent a telegram three days ago. Tang Dao, the commander of the Fourth Line Regiment directly under the 22nd Group Army, will serve as the commander and will become the supreme commander of these 4500 people.

For Tang Dao, no matter which unit they belong to, these Sichuan troops will rush to the anti-Japanese front line and become the backbone of the Anti-Japanese War. As a reception officer, he will definitely attend the new army's troop dispatching ceremony.

Moreover, under his leadership, these recruits not only had to leave northern Sichuan and enter Shaanxi Province and then cross the Yellow River into the Second War Zone, the nearly 300 million kilograms of grain prepared by the old man and the ordnance he purchased at Shancheng Ordnance all needed to be transported by people. .

The first lesson for these 4500 people to become an army is to serve as heavy supplies and deliver this batch of supplies to the war zone intact.

For this reason, the Tang family purchased 300 carts early and collected nearly 2000 draft horses from eight counties in western Sichuan. If it weren't for the grasslands in western Sichuan and the many families raising horses, it would be difficult to have so many in other places. of horse reserves.

With this transport capacity, it can only transport one-fifth of this huge batch of supplies. Fortunately, there are still 4500 recruits. Calculated with a load of 50 kilograms per person, we can still afford to carry more than 20 kilograms of food, including on the road. What the men and horses consumed on the way could be sent to the front line, at least 50 kilograms of polished rice.

This has far exceeded Tang Dao's expectations, but the first premise is that these recruits must have a high degree of recognition of him as a commander. Otherwise, it is possible to carry dozens of kilograms of weight a day, but it will be difficult to carry the weight for a month.

They are not a group of four. Most of them were busy in the fields with hoes on their backs two months ago.

Jinxi County was originally a small county in western Sichuan with a population of less than 4500. There was no martial arts field large enough to accommodate [-] new recruits. The county officials were so desperate that they simply stayed in the farmland outside the low city wall. It took three days to level out a large piece of open space, and then use wood to build a high platform with a height of one person.

In this era where everything is serving the war, especially in Sichuan Province, which has been designated as the most important base for the rear, whoever does not pay attention to conscription may not only lose his official title but also his head.

Especially when the leader of the nationally famous anti-Japanese hero came to pick up the troops in person, who dared to be careless about this?

In order to make the atmosphere more grand, the county even spent money to prepare a gong and drum team and hired all the lion performers available in the county.

Sichuan people love to be lively. If they send their own soldiers to fight, it will naturally be more lively!
Since 4500% of these 70.00 recruits are locals from Jinxi, it can be said that they are deeply bound to the entire Jinxi County. Not only are most of the people from the county and towns surrounding the county here, but they even come from villages as far away as dozens of miles away. Few people come.

Those are their own babies. They are about to go to the northern battlefield. Can the parents come?No one knows whether this scene is the last one.

Although there were a large number of recruits, they had been trained for at least two months, and were led by instructors. They all carried packed uniforms and their own rifles, and stood in a relatively neat queue with their heads held high.

The new recruits performed well, but that didn't mean that the people would abide by these military regulations. They only knew that they still had to see their relatives, even if it was just a face-to-face meeting.

"Hei Wa'er, the old man is here, look this way!"

"Big pot, big pot, I brought you the old corn that grandma roasted for you."

"Old man, old man, I'm here!"

Nearly [-] Jinxi people surrounded a huge flat ground comparable to a football field. The voices of people calling for babies and old men kept coming and going. The chaotic sound was like a large market!
Hearing the familiar and expected voices of their relatives, the recruits could no longer maintain their orderly formation and could not help but turn their heads to look at the place where the sound came from.

If there were not regular soldiers from the county's security regiment maintaining order around the area, people would have broken through the cordon of soldiers with live ammunition and reunited with their relatives.

This made the county magistrate, who was standing on the wooden platform wearing a robe and a top hat and trying his best to look formal, look extremely ugly.

As a knowledgeable scholar who had worked as a secretary in the provincial government, the county magistrate had not considered the risk of letting these villagers come to watch the ceremony, but after thinking about it, he still had a fully armed force of 1000 people. The county security team, those mud-legged people usually lower their heads when they see dignitaries and don't even dare to look at each other. Now seeing the county magistrate at the scene and so many guns, what kind of trouble can they make?
He knew that the reality was completely different from what he imagined. The longing for his relatives made those mud-legged people completely forget about their fear of power and gunpoint.

"County Magistrate, would you like to ask the brothers to beat some of the loudest scoundrels to make them more honest, so that Captain Tang doesn't see the joke?" The county police chief is a confidant of the county magistrate. When he saw the boss's face, , he came over and suggested in a low voice knowingly.

"Stupid!" The well-dressed county magistrate glared at the men who came over. "The people standing in the field now are all the relatives and children of those mud-legged people. If you were them, what would you do if you saw your relatives being beaten? The mud-legged people are in chaos, and they only dare to shout at most, but those big-headed soldiers with guns If we get into chaos, people will die."

"They dare!" The police chief, who was usually accustomed to being aloof, responded instinctively, but looking at the boss's eyes looking thoughtfully into the distance, his tone returned to a weak one. "Otherwise, I will personally lead people to maintain order. After all, I can't let Deputy Commander Tang Qilin see the joke of our county government."

The prestige of the Tang Sword on the battlefield has made the Tang family's status in Jinxi County also rise. It is no longer a question of how much wealth the Tang family has, but that the Tang family may have a general to command the army. This is for the small Jinxi County. For Xi County, it is simply the ceiling of power, which makes several big bosses in the county feel proud and inexplicably threatened.

This is an extremely complex psychology, but it is real, so the police chief would rather lower his body than let the proud man who walked out of Jinxi watch the jokes of these parents and officials.

In fact, this has nothing to do with personal conduct. They are all typical old bureaucrats who have been seriously eroded by the traditional Chinese official-centered ideology. They have long been accustomed to looking down at the people and calling them evil. It is better to say that the ideological evil is deeply rooted in the system.

All living beings are equal, and they only exist in a utopia after all!
"No need!" The county magistrate looked at the smoke and dust rising in the distance and waved his hand gently.

"It is said that the Tang family has a Qilin son, so let's wait and see how capable this Qilin son is in solving this messy situation. If he can't even deal with these mud-legged people, I think he is just a reckless man. From now on Achievements are limited!”

Middle-aged people who have been immersed in the political arena for nearly 20 years know very well that warriors are only popular during wars, but the war will eventually end one day, and at that time it will return to the situation where scholars rule the world. Sheaths are inevitable in every historical dynasty.

He made Tang Jili the deputy head of the security regiment to take charge of the recruitment and training of the reserve soldiers of the security regiment. Tang Jili even invested private funds in Shigu Township to train the junior soldiers and pretended not to see it. It was just because of the Tang Dao that came out of the blue.

As a county official, he can take back what he gives at any time, or he can give more, such as directly making Tang Jili the deputy county magistrate, etc.

To put it bluntly, how Tang Dao performs will determine his attitude towards the Tang family in the future, and whether it is worth his heavy investment in the Tang family.

'Boom! 'The rumble of horse hooves came from afar.

At 8 o'clock in the morning, Tang Dao led Ming Xin and four other people to the county town. Following the directions of the soldiers from the security regiment guarding the city gate, they rode for a few minutes to the temporary martial arts field in the west of the city.

The late autumn sun was bright, but lacked enough warmth. The weeds and leaves along the way were still covered with white frost. Although the horses that had been galloping for dozens of miles were strong enough, they also spewed a lot of white air from their mouths and noses.

The people were only briefly disturbed by the sound of galloping horses. After a brief period of calm, they were still doing what they were supposed to do!

The officials who come to U of T have little to do with them. What they care about most is always their own children.

Tang Dao began to slow down his horse nearly a hundred meters away from the crowd of black people. When he reached the outside, the war horse had already begun to walk slowly.

What caught Tang Dao's eyes was that many of them had water drops hanging on their heads and faces. What was hanging on their hair was dew, and what was hanging on their cheeks was naturally tears!
Apparently, many people arrived at night to bid farewell to their loved ones and stayed up late at night.

These are human nature and completely understandable, but the order is too chaotic.

"What's going on, are you rushing to a big market?" Lu Sanjiang couldn't help but complain on the spot as he looked at the dark crowd of ragged people and the chaotic scene where people were shouting one after another.It’s not like he has never experienced the scene of picking up new recruits. When he left home, his parents also held his hands with tears in their eyes. The villagers also carried eggs and steamed white bread buns to the entrance of the village to see them off.

But there were only a few dozen people there. It was so dark that it made people feel numb just looking at it.

The noise from 2 people was even more noisy, making my head buzz. How could the regimental commander lecture the new recruits at the expedition ceremony?
"Damn it, someone is deliberately trying to make things difficult for you, sir!" Long Yan looked at the man who was rough and absent-minded from time to time, but the words that came out of his mouth really hit the mark.

Mingxin, who had always been silent, had a cold glint in her lowered eyes!
The Taoist priests who go down the mountain to kill all the demons never say that there are only one kind of demons in the world, the Japanese, and those corrupt officials who torture the people are also among them.

Tang Dao's mood was as stable as ever, and he was riding on his horse with an expression as usual. He looked at the wooden platform dozens of meters away, and saw the middle-aged man in robe standing on it waving to the security group soldiers responsible for maintaining order to go to the crowd. Make a way in.

"Get out of the way, everyone, get out of the way, don't you see any noble people coming?" The somewhat round police chief and dozens of soldiers from the security group worked hard to open a passage among the crowd.

Walking nearly ten meters in front of Tang Dao, the panting police chief said with a smile on his face: "Commander Tang, you have finally arrived. All the new recruits to supplement the front line are in place and are waiting for your lecture. The people of the whole county want to "To have a glimpse of the anti-Japanese heroes who have returned from the front line, there are a lot of people here, and the country people don't understand etiquette. This mess will make you laugh."

"As a parent, you have to send your children to the front line regardless of the hardships and hardships. They love each other so much. What's so funny about it?" Tang Dao shook his head and replied to the fat police chief who he had met once.

A typical hot face pressed against a cold butt, the fat police chief's face froze slightly!
It's not that Tang Dao can't be versatile, it's just that at times like this, it's not necessary!
This group of officials regard the common people as trivial, and even conscription is only a task deployed by the superiors. However, as an officer leading troops on the front line, Tang Dao knows that everyone here, or in the future, will The millions of young people from Sichuan who came out of Sichuan with guns on their backs all have families who are looking forward to their return home.

But, 'Three million strong men came out of Sichuan, but nine out of ten households had no sons'!
Even Tang Dao himself doesn't know how many of the 4500 recruits standing here will eventually return!

They are far more worthy of Tang Dao's attention than those so-called officials.

"Hang the battle flag with the word "death"! Follow me in!" Tang Dao roared.

"Yes!"

Lu Sanjiang leaned over and pulled out his Liao-made lance from the holster on the side of the horse. When he pressed the machine spring, the black [-]th Army spur popped out. He then took out a neatly folded white cloth from the cloth bag on the horse's back and inserted it into the bayonet. Tie it to the muzzle of the gun, and then raise the lance high with both hands.

"Let's go!" Along with Tang Dao's low roar, the rumble of horse hooves sounded again.

The fat police chief dodged aside with agility that did not match his stature. His intuition told him that when the flag was hung up, anything in front of the horse would be trampled by the horse's hooves, including him, the chief. !
The five soldiers suddenly started to kill each other. No one was needed to maintain order, and a three-meter-wide passage was automatically formed.

Five people and five horses gradually accelerated through the passage and rushed into the venue.

Iron hooves were flying, war flags were flying, and the people near the passage were the first to fall into silence!
Any collective behavior is contagious. As the people in one area suddenly fall silent, the people in the distance will subconsciously lower their voices until they are silent.

What's more, it's hard not to shudder at the flag held high by the five soldiers riding in at high speed on their war horses!

Because, apart from a few small lines of words on that white cloth-based flag, the most eye-catching thing is a huge word 'death'!

This is a prick to the core of people's hearts. Whatever they worry about most will come to them!
The new recruits were naturally the first to restore order, not because of the flag with black characters on a white background that they could not see clearly, but because of the shining two stripes and three stars on the collar badge of the leading soldier!

That meant that the warrior who came to take them to the front line had arrived. He was an anti-Japanese hero who had killed more than [-] enemies. Who dared to make a mistake in front of him?

Even the most tired people on weekdays imitated their companions, straightening their waists and raising their chests. Many people even stopped breathing at that moment, for fear of being regarded as a role model. Caught.

Captain Tang could kill even the fierce Japanese like chickens, let alone unknown country folk like them.

The five war horses kept running wildly around the 4500-person queue in the field. They gradually slowed down dozens of meters before reaching the wooden platform, and then stopped right in front of the wooden platform.

"Salute to the officer!" Following the heart-rending roar of a major and battalion commander of the security regiment who led the team, the recruits saluted the five members of the four-line regiment who were sitting on their horses in a not particularly neat posture and not uniformly. Officers and soldiers gave a military salute.

"Return the gift!" Tang Dao raised his right hand first, followed by the other four people led by Lu Sanjiang.

This time, it was a matter of judgment. The four of them seemed to be one body. Their body postures and the time when they raised their right hands to their eyebrows almost simultaneously were perfect and impeccable!
Is this a veteran? The more than 4000 recruits were shocked. These rural youths who had just put down their hoes may have never thought that just a seemingly simple military salute would give people a feeling that they cannot be enemies.

"Captain Tang, please come up, I've prepared the tweeter!" The county magistrate on the stage had already got off the wooden platform, and with a smile on his face, he invited Tang Dao, who had finished the ceremony, to get off the wooden platform.

"Okay!" Tang Dao did not refuse this time.

He jumped off the horse and walked up to the high platform and stood in front of the microphone that had been prepared. However, he did not start lecturing directly. Instead, he stood at attention and looked forward, giving a military salute to the left and right sides.

The recruits still didn't understand what Commander Tang meant. Many of them even raised their arms in a hurry, only to hear the metallic sound of Tang's sword rang out from the loudspeaker: "The military salute from before, that was from our army. The gift of a comrade-in-arms, once this is gone, you and I are all fellow soldiers, living and dying together!

But this gift is Tang Dao's thanks to my father and fellow villagers in Jinxi's hometown. Without you willing to send your sons and daughters to the front line, how can our Chinese army protect our mountains and rivers? "

"Commander Tang's words are serious. We are here to see you off. I only hope that you will lead them to kill the enemy, serve the country, and return home safely!" After the people below were silent for a moment, some educated gentry stood up, bowed deeply and raised their heads. Tang Dao responded with a loud voice.

"This gift is on behalf of the frontline officers and I pay tribute to the elders in my hometown. All of you here can bear it!" Tang Dao shook his head slightly, but stubbornly did not put down his right hand.

"Captain Tang, we accept your courtesy."

Perhaps it was rare for the people to be treated with such respect by a big man like Tang Dao. At this time, they actually put away their sadness of separation and responded to Tang Dao one after another like the people in their hometown who had read books. There were also many people who bowed in return.

The order of the venue was once again in chaos, but it was completely different from before.

The police chief, who came back to the stage panting heavily, was stunned. Many people bowed to him, but there had never been a day when so many people bowed because of just one sentence. And he could feel those muddy legs. Zi Ke was sincere, instead of looking away in fear when facing him.

Respect is always mutual!Power brings oppression from the moment of birth!

Human nature is very complex, but sometimes it is also very simple!
Perhaps at this moment, no one knew what the county magistrate, who had a slightly confused look in his eyes, was thinking, but it was obvious that Tang Dao's ability to control the entire scene as soon as he arrived shocked this veteran official.

The so-called aspirations of the military and the aspirations of the people may be like this!

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Ps: Today is September [-]th, don’t forget the national humiliation!Don’t forget the legacy of our ancestors!

(End of this chapter)