The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 47: Selecting Soldiers
"Anyone who retreats in battle will be beheaded."

The Right Town of the Eastern Army had 120 registered sentry officers and 360 captains. Although all officers were fully staffed, less than half were actually in the camp.

Excluding the fifteen sentries on duty in the capital, there were only more than forty sentries left. Zhang Can was afraid that Wang Xin would use his high-ranking position to snatch away all the good sentries and team leaders, so he quickly selected people.

The sentries and captains in the army are the most important.

After much difficulty, five sentries, a dozen captains, and some soldiers were selected. On the parade ground, Zhang Can was very imposing and emphasized his military discipline.

After all, he was selected, and everyone gave him face and responded loudly.

The momentum is good.

Zhang Can stood on the stage, dressed in military uniform, appearing calm on the surface but satisfied on the inside.

What we want are those who are ruthless.

You have to be ruthless enough to subdue others.

But Zhang Can couldn't help but look into the distance.

What is Wang Xin up to? Zhang Can is a little confused about Wang Xin. He is obviously ahead, but he can't help but worry about this person. He shouldn't be at the bottom, right?
Thinking of the faint smile on Wang Xin's face, which always gave people a gentle feeling, and how he was not in a hurry to train the soldiers but wandered around the camp all day, Zhang Can felt a little uneasy in his heart.

"Zhang Can has caused quite a stir. He's quite capable. No wonder he can still survive with such a bad temper."

Hearing the movement on the other side, Wang Xin looked at the scene in front of him with sigh.

The young and strong men in the camp either fled or were picked off. When assigning work, officials would also pick on the strong, so the soldiers who remained in the camp were mostly the old and weak.

A man in his fifties with gray hair, and a fifteen or sixteen-year-old man not even as tall as a gun head.

Young and old men were leaning against the stone pillar that held up the flag to bask in the sun. Their clothes were tattered and their faces were covered with dirt. A child was squatting on the ground, and the old soldier sitting on the stone pillar behind him was picking lice from the hair of the young soldier.

He moves skillfully, twisting one at a time.

He ate one himself and then fed the young soldier a bite. The young soldier was only fourteen or fifteen years old, as thin as a bamboo pole, with no meat on his body, short and thin, and he ate one bite at a time, which was crunchy.

Wang Xin saw it from a distance and felt a sour taste in his mouth.

Seventeen or eighteen people, all equally dirty, like a tribe of gorillas in the jungle, except there were no females.

I almost thought I was back in Yiwu.

Wang Xin was used to it. Many people in the Wang family army had done the same thing back then. He didn't mind and walked straight over, but didn't get too close. "Hey, move aside. Can't you see the commander is coming? You have no sense at all."

After a while.

The old soldier who was looking for lice reacted and patted the bamboo pole boy on the back of the head, then stood up quickly.

The thin boy turned his head numbly and looked at the old soldier in confusion.

Only then did people discover Wang Xin.

"Dusi."

It’s still the old soldier.

When the others learned that the person coming was actually the commander, their faces changed drastically with fear. The numb young man just now was already trembling with fear, and several soldiers knelt down and kowtowed.

"Everyone, sit back down."

Wang Xin was familiar with the place and took a fancy to the positions of the old soldier and the young soldier. The old soldier was more sensible than the young soldier, so he obediently led the young soldier to find a new piece of land and gave the stone pillar to the commander.

Wang Xin sat down only after he saw that the stone pier was relatively clean.

The people around him couldn't stand, sit, or walk.

Only Wang Xin was at ease.

More than a year ago, miners in the mining area were even dirtier.

Each one is as black as coal.

"What are you doing?"

"Are you the captain?"

"Go back to Dusi, I'm the captain, we're here to bask in the sun."

The old soldier just now spoke truthfully.

Don't care if it causes trouble.

"How long does the training last?"

The old soldier hesitated for a moment, then said truthfully, "No training unless the censor comes. If the censor comes, the garrison commander will return to the camp and put on a show that day."

"How do you pretend?"

"Everyone was waiting in the training grounds. When the censor approached and they received the notification, everyone started training. When the censor left, everyone dispersed."

"Too."

Wang Xin remained noncommittal and said, "I've seen what you eat every day. To be honest, I couldn't eat like that every day. It's not your fault."

The veteran smiled.

The people around him also relaxed their vigilance slightly. When the young soldier saw others laughing, he also smiled foolishly.

"I think the soldiers are quite respectful of you. Why didn't Zhang Can pick you?"

"There's no need to be dissatisfied. The commander has seen that we are either too old or too young to fight. We are just muddling through life, living one day at a time. We have no hope of achieving anything."

The old soldier had a hint of meaning.

Wang Xin understood.

Wang Xin thought the old soldier's idea was right and agreed again, "You're right. If it were me, I would do the same."

The old soldier didn't laugh this time, and said coldly: "Dusi, you are joking."

Wang Xin laughed instead and said, "Farmers endure hardships their entire lives. Running errands and working as peddlers are also exposed to the wind and sun. There are 365 professions, and every one of them is hard. Only we soldiers not only suffer, but also have to risk our lives on the battlefield."

This new commander is really strange.

Although I knew that this new commander liked to wander around the camp, and I had heard my colleagues talk about his strange personality and weird remarks, but when I saw him today, I really couldn't understand it.

The soldiers looked at the commander curiously and were successfully attracted by his words.

Wang Xin was not surprised at all.

What he said was the truth. "So, I've always believed that soldiers should be treated better than ordinary people, because they have to fight on the battlefield. When I arrived at the barracks and saw that you were not well fed and not well clothed, I felt something was wrong and it made me uncomfortable."

"I think if soldiers don't defend their country and bring peace and prosperity to the people, they're not doing themselves any justice. But we soldiers also need to live a good life."

The young soldier hid behind the old soldier, revealing his head. He had a thin body and a big head, like a paper man. Being young and ignorant of worries, he quickly adapted to the situation and asked curiously, "What does it mean to live a good life?"

"Eat well, wear warm clothes, and support your family." Wang Xin blamed the gate, "Go out with your head held high and your chest held high, and the people will praise you."

"hey-hey."

The boy retracted his neck. This official was really funny.

Wang Xin didn't care.

The old soldier thought the commander was making fun of them and sneered, "With such a good life, who would refuse to join the army?"

"uncertain."

"Because, the requirements are very high."

Wang Xin said one by one: "It's fine when you're not wearing a military uniform, but once you wear a military uniform, you must be a brave and courageous man, abide by the law, be a progressive man, care for your comrades, protect the people, and treat civilians."

Everyone seemed to be listening to a foreign language.

It's funny that there are such soldiers in the Great Zhou.

The old soldier laughed and said, "Where did the commander see this storybook? It's quite novel."

"Hahaha."

"I don't care about others, this is how I lead my troops."

"Why?"

"On my clear conscience?"

"Why can Dusi have a clear conscience?"

Wang Xin smiled and said, "Because I thought so in my heart, I did so."

Everyone thought that the Dusi in front of them must be the son of some family.

The kind that was raised in a warm room.

For the first time, everyone had such a clear understanding.

"You don't have to believe me now." Wang Xin disagreed and said gently, "I am trying to find a way to improve your situation. At least you can have enough food and clothing, and get enough military pay. I already have some progress."

"Really?"

"Don't lie, will you?"

Wang Xin put away his smile and turned serious. "I'm afraid that when the time comes, even if you want to follow me, I may not necessarily want you to. My rules are different from others. Everyone has the ability to do it, but many people just can't."

Everyone became more and more curious.

Although few people believed it, they were just sitting around doing nothing. They had never seen anyone so kind as this Dusi.

Wang Xin didn't brag.

You have to eat well before you can be a good soldier.

It is very easy to be an officer who only makes demands on soldiers but does not take responsibility for them. He just treats himself as a slave owner and does not treat soldiers as human beings. Anyone can be an officer.

The state of the captain and soldiers in front of him was exactly what Wang Xin needed.

This kind of people.

Basically not wrong.

After chatting for a while, Wang Xin became more convinced, then he said goodbye to everyone and started binding on the way back.

"Bound: Qi Shannian."

Subsequently.

New information appeared in the information box in front of me.

Name: Qi Shannian
Position: Captain.

Status: Qi Shannian is friendly to you.

Note: Qi Shannian thought he saw through your purpose, but Qi Shannian thought you had a good character and were very gentle to them, the ordinary soldiers, unlike other officers who would insult and beat them at will.

I have a pretty good eye for people.

Wang Xin looked very satisfied.

You don’t have to worry about misjudging someone. Even if you do, there is a system to help you check.

Wang Xin values ​​spiritual strength more than physical strength.

The human body is limited, but the human spirit is infinite.

Only when the top and the bottom are united can they achieve success. Therefore, it is necessary to select officers who are loyal enough to you so that they can fully and accurately implement your ideas and concepts, advance and retreat together, and create a military soul that is unique to the army.

An ordinary army will collapse if it suffers 3% casualties.

A qualified army will collapse if it suffers 10% casualties.

An elite army will collapse only if it suffers 30% casualties.

An army with its own ideas can endure 100% casualties and fight to the last man.

My goal, of course, is to build the most powerful army.

What is the retainer military system, what is the Mamluk.

It's all backward stuff.

If you don't learn good things, you will learn bad things, right?

Wang Xin shook his head.

After returning to the barracks, he picked up the roster of the Right Town of the Eastern Army and wrote down Qi Shannian's name.

(End of this chapter)