I am the prince of the Ming Dynasty, I don't give up

Chapter 279 Adaptability Training

In February of the eleventh year of Zhengde, the new army camp.

Shi Wanshan led his hundred households to line up in battle array. Together with other hundred households, they formed a thousand-man army array. They were nervously watching the dark mass of cavalry in the distance.
A lot of blood and internal organs of pigs, cattle and sheep were splashed on and around them, and everyone was enduring the stench of blood and internal organs.
There were also more than a thousand cavalrymen on the opposite side, most of them were dressed in Ming army uniforms, but one of them was dressed in Mongolian uniforms. It would have been fine if he was just wearing Mongolian uniforms, but he was waving a sword in his hand, and while waving it he shouted loudly: "Warriors of Changshengtian, crush that Ming army for me, the Khan."

Although the cavalrymen looked strange, they all obeyed the order. Some whistled, some shouted and rushed forward.
The man in Mongolian attire took the lead, but just as he was about to charge, he was blocked by several knights around him. The Mongolian could only watch in frustration as the other knights charged forward.

The man in Mongolian costume is Zhu Houzhao. Today he dressed up as the Mongolian Khan to conduct adaptive training for the new army.
"Hold on! Hold on!" Shi Wanshan looked at the cavalry rushing towards him with a serious expression and shouted loudly.

The momentum of thousands of cavalry charging was extremely astonishing. Although he knew that these cavalry could not really charge over, the pressure caused by the cavalry charge was still too great, and many soldiers could not withstand the pressure at all.
Shi Wanshan knew that the first captain who had undergone adaptive training had collapsed under the pressure of the cavalry charge.
These cavalrymen of the border army are all very bad, and they all try to find ways to scare the new recruits of the new army. They are skilled in archery and horse riding, and they enjoy this kind of work.
However, the new soldiers performed better and better as time went on, showing strong adaptability, which forced the veterans of the Border Cavalry to rack their brains to find other ways to tease the new soldiers.
Faced with such pressure, the new army's long-term training paid off, and the soldiers performed various tactical moves mechanically.

First, the cannons in the back row fired, the front row raised their spears and shields, and the back row fired their muskets.
Of course, neither the cannons nor the muskets were loaded with live ammunition.
The horses of the cavalry were already familiar with the sound of gunfire and were not affected at all. They continued to charge forward, charging five steps in front of the formation before turning their horses around and passing through.
Damn it! Didn't it always turn after ten steps before? Why did it suddenly change to five steps now? Shi Wanshan cursed in his heart.

He noticed that the formation of a centurion was beginning to become chaotic, so he quickly looked to the sidelines and saw that the staff were pointing fingers at that centurion. He knew that their thousand-man corps had been deducted points.
But he could do nothing but encourage and command his soldiers.
The cavalrymen who passed by the front of the formation turned their horses around again, took out their horse bows and continuously shot arrows with missing arrowheads into the formation.
This group of cavalry can be regarded as the elite of the frontier army. They are very good at archery on horseback. The most important thing is that they have a huge psychological advantage over the new army. Each of them seems to be strolling in the garden, and their performance is better than that on the real battlefield.
An endless rain of arrows fell into the new army formation, hitting the armor and helmets, making a snapping sound.
Although the arrowhead has been removed, it still hurts when the arrow hits the exposed skin.
A wailing sound suddenly rang out from the ranks of the new army.
"Ah! I was hit by an arrow!"

"No, I have old people and young children to take care of, I can't die here!"

"Ouch, ouch, it hurts so much, my intestines are leaking out."

Shi Wanshan felt annoyed when he heard these powerful shouts, but he quickly controlled himself.
These people who were shouting were the mourners invited by the army to mourn at the funeral. There were 40 or 50 of them in total. It could be said that all the mourners from the surrounding prefectures and counties were invited.
At first, the mourners only cried outside the army, but Zhu Houzhao thought the effect was not good enough, so he made the mourners wear full armor, hold two shields and squat inside the army to cry.
This mourner was very good at his job. He quickly figured out the needs of the new troops and kept coming up with new ideas.
Many soldiers' movements were more or less deformed by the howling, and the most affected were the bird-gun soldiers, whose already slow shooting speed became even slower.
Although Shi Wanshan was the one who proposed this suggestion, he did not expect that the matter would develop to this point.
Shi Wanshan could only silently remember the soldiers who performed poorly among his hundred households, and he made up his mind to train them hard when he returned.
This adaptation training ended like this, and the cavalry of the border army rode back to their station in triumph.
The soldiers of the new army stood where they were, many of them covered in dust from the dust raised by the cavalry. They smelled the blood, the stench of animal entrails and the gunpowder around them, and each of them wanted to escape as quickly as possible, but they still had to wait for the staff on the sidelines to give their scores.

The staff members on the sidelines gathered together to discuss for a while, and finally gave a score of B-medium.
This score is not very high, mainly because the formation is loose, and the frequency of long-range attacks is affected and reduced too much.
Finally, the captain of the army where Shi Wanshan was was punished to run ten laps around the training ground in full armor, and they could only eat after they finished running.
Zhu Houzhao watched the training with great interest while riding on his horse. This was his favorite thing to do recently. Although it was not real swords and guns, it still looked very interesting.
"Your Majesty, why are you here?" Jiang Jiangong hurried over, "Your Highness is looking for you everywhere."

"What do you want from me?"

"Isn't Your Highness going to hold a new military product promotion conference in the military camp today?" Jiang Jiangong explained.

"Oh, right! How could I have forgotten this!" Zhu Houzhao slapped his head and said, "Let's go and see what new things my brother has prepared."

Zhu Houzhao arrived at the promotion meeting very quickly. At this time, all the officers of the new army with the rank of 1,000 or above had gathered together. Zhu Houxuan was sitting in the audience. When he saw Zhu Houzhao arrive, he signaled Wu Liangshan on the stage to start the promotion meeting.
"Welcome to the Daming Royal Group's Zhengde 11th Spring Military Products Promotion Conference. These are the military products we have designed in response to the needs of the military. We will introduce them one by one below."

"Let's start with food. The new product we're launching this time is called an energy bar, which can restore a hungry soldier's combat effectiveness in a very short period of time. It's suitable for use in intense combat situations."

Energy bars? The officers in the audience were all confused.
(End of this chapter)