Chapter 203 Producing soldiers like an assembly line
Early the next morning, Horn led a group of boy soldiers and guards on horseback and ran toward the south of the island, with Jeshka following him. With Hakuto.
With the bloody battle at Fort Joan of Arc over, although Hakuto still said that he was a prisoner, he had actually started working for Horn long ago.
Jeshka said before that Hakuto was the best person he had ever seen who knew how to train soldiers. It was true. In just one day, those bishops seemed to be much better behaved.
Horn took them with him on this trip, firstly to discuss issues of training and selection, and secondly, to conduct an on-the-spot investigation of the situation at the Ayre Military Camp.
Horn understood that to be a commander, you must first be diligent. If you are supposed to do things yourself, you must personally see and do them yourself.
Although it’s raining lightly today, it’s time to go.
The horses' hooves flew, frightening away several nests of birds. Over the mound, a dozen riders trotted forward on the muddy ground after the rain.
Today's rain was much lighter than yesterday, but the cold wind still penetrated through the gaps in the cloaks, causing many Guards cavalry to sneeze.
Seeing this, thinking that the military camp was not far away, Horn simply slowed down his horse and brought his horse level with Hakuto and Jeshka.
"What do you think about the selection of soldiers?" Horn actually had an idea in mind, but he wanted to ask Jeshka and Hakuto for their opinions first.
"The so-called selection is actually divided into two parts." Hakuto said in a muffled voice, putting a handkerchief into his nostrils like a cow's nose ring to block the runny nose, "One is to select people, and the other is to appoint people. "
Horn asked in a guiding tone: "Tell me more carefully?"
"The meaning of choosing someone is to know who to choose and who not to choose." Hakuto still said. Nasal, he suppressed the discomfort and said, "For example, you cannot choose those with lame legs, broken hands, and hunchbacks. It is best not to choose those with poor eyesight. It is best not to choose those with deaf ears or flat noses. It is best not to choose those with stuttering or unable to speak. Don’t choose.
Before selecting soldiers, it is best to send someone to check them. Those suffering from lung disease, leprosy, and acne cannot be selected. ”
"Why is this?"
"I understand the lame legs, broken hands, hunched back, and eyes and ears. Why can't I choose this one with a flat nose?"
"A flat nose is basically syphilis. It's still the kind that can't be cured by itself." Hakuto shrugged, "I know there may be accidental injuries, but we can't afford to infect the entire army."
"That should be the choice. What? "
"The first choice is for those who are physically strong and fierce. The second choice is for those who are older, but calm and powerful. The third choice is for those who are bold and agile. Four feet two inches (one meter five)"
Hakuto turned his head to avoid a large puddle of rain falling on the leaves, "But you are different. Don't focus on choosing people. You don't have many people to choose from. Just think about who you can't choose. . ”
They had already traveled to a path in a small forest. There was also the ruins of a sawmill on the side of the road. Several gray rabbits poked their heads out of the holes and looked curiously at Horn and others.
After listening to Hakuto's statement, Horn nodded silently: "What about the assignment?"
"When a new recruit joins the legion, there will be an old captain like Hakuto to observe. Jeshka explained with a smile, "He will assign corresponding weapons and functions to you based on your size, personality and characteristics. My old captain was Hakuto."
Hakuto is obviously. Jeshka still did not forgive him, but just snorted coldly and continued: "For example, those who are strong and fierce can be sword and shield soldiers, those who are older but calm and powerful can be large shield soldiers, and those who are bold and agile can be leap soldiers. The rest can serve as pikemen
However, since you only have two types of troops: Spearman and Holy Gunslinger, you don’t need to think so much, just come in if you meet the conditions.
Those who are holy will become holy gunmen, and those who are not holy will become spearmen... Thinking about it this way, it is really possible for you to build an army in three months.
Many issues that a normal army needs to consider, such as pure troops and the training and formation of different weapons, are basically out of the question for you. "
Speaking of this, Jeshka slowly smashed the bar to reveal the taste. He looked at Horn as if he suddenly understood: "In that case, if your Galar horizontal formation can succeed, as long as If the logistics can keep up, we can completely expand our troops quickly and massively in a short period of time. ”
An army takes three months. As long as there is a stable rear and the economy can keep up, rapid army expansion is not a problem at all.
Prince Maurice of Nassau actually did not win many times when facing the Spanish Grand Formation. His greatest creativity lay in this standard training system.
Including the military academy built by his cousin John and the original version of the drill code he wrote himself. After unifying the training and instructions, all the soldiers seemed to be carved out of the same mold. "Your Majesty, we are here."
Just as he was about to explain to them, Horn heard the boy army beside him pointing forward and shouting.
Looking around, there is a circle of undulating walls erected in an open space. Scattered bricks and stones have fallen on the ground, and the gaps are covered with weeds.
Light rain fell from the sky, pounding the weeds into a nod.
In the curtain formed by the rain, there is a piece of ruins hidden. Nearly a hundred roofless masonry houses are arranged in the wall like a "king".
Not far outside the wall, Horn could clearly see that there was an empty area, and the green carpet of grass stopped abruptly at the edge of the area.
“Let’s go in and have a look, and talk as we look.”
Under the guidance of the Boy Army, Horn and others came to the gate of the Al Military Camp, and they were still familiar The Ernian door pillars adopt golden proportions of spiral patterns and long vertical pits.
"Can I ask how you usually learn to fight?" Walking on the large floor tiles cracked by grass, Horn walked directly in front.
Hakuto and Jeshka looked at each other half-eye, Jeshka took the lead and said: "My father taught me when I was a child, but most of the time, it was the old captain who taught me, and then I learned it on the battlefield. "
"Uncle Hakuto, what about you?"
Hakuto raised his head slightly, as if recalling, and sighed after a while: "My hometown is not peaceful, and there are frequent disturbances in the villages. Fighting, I have been fighting with my parents since I was a child.
But the real method of fighting was learned when I was a footman for a mercenary when I was thirteen years old. As long as the old captain takes you once or twice, and then you do it yourself. If you kill one person, you are basically out of the woods, and you have to figure out the rest by yourself.”
"Have you ever thought about writing these skills in a book, so that all our soldiers can learn war through this drill even if we don't have an 'old captain' around us?"
Hakuto made a big move Hui: "Haha, I'm not humble. I'm illiterate. I can't write anything except my own name."
Jeshka explained with a wry smile: "There are some things, even if I can, I I can't write it. The old captains taught me by words and deeds."
Seeing that they still didn't understand what he meant, Horn chuckled: "In this case, I will find a painter and you can do it. The most common marksmanship movements and enemy defense postures on the battlefield are all performed, but my requirement is that there can only be one movement at a time.
In this case, they will follow the officer's slogan during training. The timing of the movements is consistent, and when they are coherent, they will be uniform on the battlefield.”
After explaining it in detail to Jeshka and Hakuto, with their confused and doubtful expressions, Horn walked to a broken wall and said to himself: "You will see it when the time comes."< br>
He reached out and patted the wall hard, and the whole wall made a muffled sound.
Squatting down, Horn lifted up a stone slab and checked the connection between the wall and the ground: "It's not bad. Although the houses have collapsed, the foundation is good. What do you think? How many people can live there?”
After listening to Horn’s words, he climbed onto a broken wall and stood up like stepping on a tightrope. Jeshka looked around: “I estimate that more than two thousand people can live in these houses. ”
“Is it enough to put four thousand people in it?”
"It would indeed be enough if we let them all sleep in the Datong bunk."
"Okay, that's it." Horn dusted off the dust on his hands, stood up, but suddenly raised his head, far away Looking in the direction he came from.
There, under the gray sky, more than a dozen streaks of smoke rose, connecting heaven and earth.
"There are about five thousand refugees on the island now, right?" Horn fell into deep thought. It seemed that a census was necessary.
Tearing off a piece of white paper, Horn wrote a note and handed it to a boy soldier: "Give this to Busak and ask him if it is feasible. Let me know before dinner. ”
(End of this chapter)