Tang Taizong is my elder brother

Chapter 58

However, the door god's first action was really worrying.

Qin Qiong, who had just arrived at the camp, marveled at the unheard-of production mode here, and was curious about all the new things here.

Especially the training method recommended by Changsheng to him.

But after watching the boring queues and phalanxes for two days, after going forward.

Qin Qiong said that this is also called military training?
Chang Sheng asked him how to practice?
Qin Qiong said confidently; "Riding horses, archery, and spears."

I heard what my mother said about being a good soldier: After going into battle, you don’t want to spit, but you are a good soldier if you can hold a gun!

Changsheng didn't want to forcefully indoctrinate him with his own ideas, so he asked him to lead a team of people to train according to his method, and try it out in three months.

Unexpectedly, something happened in less than three months.

Qin Qiong took more than 200 people, a total of more than 400 horses, for field training. He said that the training was actually to secretly attack the nearby nomadic tribes and carry out some robbery.

It's okay to do this, because the two sides have always had friction, and Changsheng's ethnic policy has not had time to explain it to Qin Qiong.

But the bad thing is that after he won two games, he was overjoyed and excited to kill.Chasing after a small group of enemies fleeing westward!
He insisted on chasing for tens of miles, but fell into the enemy's siege.

Finally, after fighting for a day and a night, only dozens of people escaped, and more than half of their horses were lost.The horses that were still alive were also severely fattened because they hadn't eaten forage for four or five days.

After learning that he and his troops were missing, they sent people to search and found that Chang Sheng was already planning to lose Qin Qiong.

After all, in today's society, it is a miracle in the history of war that such a team goes deep behind enemy lines without being wiped out.

It can only be said that the rolling hills of the Hetao Plain and night blindness saved his life.

In the tent, Changsheng looked at Qin Qiong, who was kneeling in front of him with an arrow stuck in his armor, and remained silent.

"My lord, punish me!"

"Arbitrarily mobilizing troops without orders, causing huge losses. Qin Qiong is now resigned from all positions, and locked in a dungeon for a week!"

The people around quickly persuaded: "Is a week too long? Commander Nian Qin is the first offender. Please give me a lighter punishment."

"It's a lenient sentence to spare his life. Keep your head in your pocket first, and make up for it when you get out."

……

Qin Qiong had never seen the dungeon before, and was taken out under everyone's sympathetic eyes.

He thought confinement meant going to jail, but after he went there, he realized it was not.

It was a narrow space that was dug out on the sand to a depth of one meter and only half a meter long and wide.

Qin Qiong could only sit with her knees tucked inside, and had no place to stretch her feet when she wanted to sleep.

It was torture for a nine-foot man like him.

What tortured him most was the cramped space from time to time, and the absolute silence after the lid of the confinement room was closed.

Changsheng requested that during the closed period, no one is allowed to visit or talk to the closed room, and the lid of the closed room can only be opened twice a day when meals are delivered.

And once the lid is closed, there is only complete darkness and endless silence in the small space.

If you think there's something about it, isn't it just dark and quiet?Just sleep.

Then you are wrong, when you are in such an absolutely quiet environment, your senses will become sensitive, you can hear your breathing, your heartbeat.

Even the sound of blood flowing.

Your sharp senses will slowly amplify your feelings, blurring the concept of time.

The more sensitive you are, the slower time will pass, and you will feel that such days are like years.

Changsheng believes that no one in this era can withstand the oppression of confinement without special training.

Sure enough, on the second day, Qin Qiong became irritable and yelled at the person who delivered the food, and he dropped the food.

On the third day, he turned into begging, hoping that the food delivery person could talk to him, even a word.

On the fourth day, his expression became dull and he didn't talk much.

On the fifth day, the person was dying.

In consideration of his safety, Changsheng ordered him to be released on the morning of the seventh day and sent to the infirmary.

But after being cured, he must serve the rest of his detention in an ordinary prison.

A few days later, Qin Qiong, who finally recovered, came to Changsheng's tent, and it was a big ceremony to pay homage when he came in.

"Subordinate Qin Qiong, see my lord!"

Changsheng asked him to get up, and he saw that the man who used to be a hundred and ten catties had lost a lot of weight, his cheekbones were protruding, his hair and beard were messy, and his eyes were bloodshot.

But his eyes are more determined and bright than before.

Chang Sheng nodded, and said in his heart that he seemed to be calmer, and finally these people were not in vain.

"Sit down." Chang Sheng pointed to the chair in front of him.

"Thank you, my lord!" Qin Qiong sat down with her hands on her lap, like a primary school student listening to a class.

"Don't be so cautious. I called you here this time to see how your body is recovering, and more importantly, do you have any thoughts about being captured this time?"

"It's all the mistakes of the subordinates, and the subordinates are willing to bear it all!" Qin Qiong immediately stood up and clasped her fists.

"Sit down, sit down." Chang Sheng waved his hand, "You are too tall, and my neck is tired from standing up all the time."

Qin Qiong blushed, touched her head and sat down.

"You have received all the punishments you deserve. Don't worry too much. This is the rule here. No matter whether you succeed or fail, you must sum up experience and lessons to avoid repeating the same mistakes. Although you lost this time and lost everyone, if you can make a difference Harvesting is not a bad thing."

Seeing that Changsheng didn't mean to blame herself, Qin Qiong said with relief, "It's just that I don't have enough people, and the training time for my subordinates is too short, so..."

I heard him say that people have their own ideas about longevity.

There will always be a big war later, it is inevitable.

So how to train an advanced army of his own? Changsheng thought of the combat experience of later generations.

It didn't take long to spot a problem with the current team.

First of all, there is the issue of training. Changsheng's current training is at best the militia, and they have to do productive work when the farming season is busy.

Training in spare time.

And at present, Changsheng still focuses on cultivating their discipline and collective ideas.

Only bow and arrow shooting can really be called combat or tactical training.

The arrival of Qin Qiong can just make up for the vacancy of the martial arts coach.

The second is that according to the current military household system, the soldiers of Changsheng are all combat soldiers, and there are no supporting soldiers of other establishments.This is the reason for the plummeting combat effectiveness.

The self-sustainability of only combat soldiers without logistical supply support will not last long at all. Among the modern arms of later generations, combat soldiers are the core and are equipped with a variety of support arms.

In the preliminary idea, her troops should include engineers: responsible for paving roads, repairing bridges, and setting up camps.

Transport soldiers: Escort food and grass, arrange armaments.

Medical soldiers: This can include field doctors, rescue soldiers and female nurses in logistics hospitals.

As soon as Qin Qiong revealed this idea, his head shook like a rattle.

"My lord, I have never led soldiers to fight, but I also know that civilians are often used to transport food, blacksmiths are used to arrange weapons, doctors are used to heal diseases, and bridges and roads are repaired. Soldiers can't do it themselves."

The half-baked Qin Qiong began to question the longevity of the layman again.

"Well, what you said is fine, I know it well, but most of what you said is recruited temporarily, and they are only gathered together when there is a war. I am right."

"That's true, but my lord, do you mean to let them serve as soldiers? What's the use of them if they don't fight? Isn't that a waste of money and food?"

Temporary recruitment is a good way to say it, and there is another bad way to say it is to catch a strong man.

Of course, there is no need to send money to them, but needless to say the effect, it is not bad if they don't run away.

Changsheng is going to solve the problem fundamentally, she wants to set up a real field army!
"Usually let them train with soldiers. In addition to physical fitness, combat soldiers let them learn fighting skills, and these people let them learn professional skills."

"Isn't that still a bunch of mouths?" Qin Qiong muttered softly.

"You don't have to worry about that, I'll take care of them!" Chang Sheng waved his hand and concluded, "Don't worry, I have my own plan, if it doesn't work, I'll just disband!"

"My lord is wise!" Qin Qiong bowed and said.

Hum damn feudal army thinking, watch me bring you all back slowly, Chang Sheng cursed in his heart.

Before Qin Qiong left, he recommended to Changsheng one of his men with high martial arts skills as Changsheng's bodyguard.

His reason is, since you are the commander in chief of the whole army but have no power to restrain the chicken, if there are no bodyguards around, then what if the enemy conducts an assassination operation?
Although Chang Sheng felt that his thoughts were too early, who would want to kill such an insignificant person as her before the war started?
But despite Qin Qiong's repeated insistence, he still couldn't bear to shake off his good intentions.

He reluctantly agreed.

It turned out that the person he introduced was Hong Antong, a thirteen or fourteen-year-old boy.

Although he is only thirteen or fourteen years old, he is indeed tall and slender because of practicing martial arts since he was a child.

Looking at his shy eyes with nervousness and fanaticism, Chang Sheng still couldn't help asking: "Your name is Hong Antong?"

"Yes!" He stood upright and replied loudly.

"Which three words?"

"Reporting to the master, it is Hong of the flood, An of safety, and the notification." Hong Antong replied without hesitation.

"how old are you?"

"More than 13 years old, soon to be fourteen."

Changsheng nodded: "I heard that you are good at martial arts."

"Returning to the master, I have learned some. I learned it from the martial artists at home when I was young, and there are some skills passed down in the family."

"Oh, what have you learned?"

"Shaolin Changquan, Crouching Tiger Fist!"

Changsheng looked at him more and more strangely, and asked tentatively: "How many punches can you hit at one time? Can twenty people fight?"

"No."

"How about ten?"

"also can not."

"Oh, do you know how to poison? It's the kind of round pill, the kind of poison that needs to be taken once a year after taking the antidote?"

"……Won't"

"Oh, it's okay, then have you ever heard of a twin brother called Toutuo? You haven't heard of it...Where is Gaoxuan? I don't know...Do you know how to raise poisonous snakes?!"

"..."

While Chang Sheng breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a little regretful, not martial arts, I still want to learn the three tricks of beauty.

After letting him follow him, Changsheng laughed at himself.

What's the use of even the best weapons? No matter how much martial arts you practice, you're still afraid of kitchen knives.

Can you still train your body to be as thick as an iron plate?

Even if you are invulnerable, when I develop a cannon, I will kill you with one shot!

I don't believe in the nonsense of the Boxers in the late Qing Dynasty that you have firearms and I have supernatural powers.

If you could stand up to cannonballs, you would have put on a leather jacket and saved the world.

After a pause, Chang Sheng asked, "I heard that you have killed someone?"

"Yes, master, I am already a soldier under Master Qin."

"Well, I agree with you as my personal soldier. Your loyalty and bravery are exactly what I need. Are you willing to serve me?"

"Yes, master, the lives of the subordinates are saved by the master, and the subordinates must use their own lives to protect your safety!"

Well, Master Hong, you can hang out with me in this life, Changsheng looked at him and said in his heart, I hope you will no longer live in hatred and an isolated island inhabited by poisonous snakes, and I hope you will find a wife who loves you and have a wife who loves you. Micron life.

At the beginning of September, my father in Chang'an sent someone to send a batch of silver, all of which she got from trading in Chang'an.

Li Yuan learned from the letter that her youngest daughter was preparing to set up a private armed force, so he sent his capable soldiers to escort Yinliang over.

After Changsheng accepted them, according to the standard of the camp, no one gave the silver taels.Each soldier has one or two or three coins, and each has a total of two or three silver coins.

In addition, there is a ration of seven buckets per person.

Now there is no shortage of food in the new camp, but there is a shortage of money.

Therefore, Changsheng decided not to use silver as a military deposit, and in order to explain clearly to everyone, she gathered all the middle and high-level cadres.

"It's a felony for the master not to release the soldiers in the battalion regulations," the butler reminded.

"Of course I know this. It's not that I don't post it, it's just a form."

"What form?" Everyone asked curiously.

"invest."

Everyone quietly waited for Changsheng to explain.

"Everyone has seen the conditions here. The plains, grasslands, and the nearest towns are tens of miles away. Although they are suitable for farming and military training, they can be said to be isolated from the outside world.

Then what's the use of me giving the soldiers silver?Let them buy things, or make them into marbles and play marbles.

I have also considered using food as a silver reward. Now it is not necessary the year before last, and everyone can't eat enough.Now most of our more than 2 people are single. If one person is full, the whole family will not be hungry, and the food given to you will not be enough to eat.The surplus grain also has to be sold. Do you know how much the grain in the west and north has increased now?
Ten stones of grain can be exchanged for 7 taels of silver, which is more!

Thanks to the large amount of silver provided by Emperor Yang of the Sui Dynasty to the northern and western borders, there is now inflation in the border areas of Shaanxi and Shanxi, including some parts of Gansu.

Officials and rich merchants swept away all the grain, cloth, salt, cattle and sheep here, not to mention the Turkic people and the Western Regions, even the people nearby could hardly afford rice.

They have been contacted by the government to purchase charcoal and coal mines here in Changsheng. "

Changsheng symbolically agreed to some, but she planned to sell most of them to people outside the Great Wall in exchange for the strategic materials she needed.

I heard that Shanxi merchants have united to deliver various goods to the people and soldiers in the border counties.

Someone has already sold grain to them, and the price is astonishingly high.

People around also felt the foresight of longevity after learning about it.

It's just that if he joins the ranks of trafficking, he will definitely have an impact on them.

This is something everyone should consider.

Not only must we do a good job in food sales, but we must also prepare for counterattacks from western forces.After all, Changsheng suffered a loss in this incident.

If it weren't for the fact that the two sides hadn't broken their faces, Changsheng suspected that Turk's iron hooves had already stepped on the Xinshui River.

"How's the recruit training going?"

"Reporting to the master that there are less than 500 manpower available"

The subordinate lowered his head and said.

Hey, before Qin Qiong fully approves, the training progress really cannot be accelerated.

(End of this chapter)