With 100,000 elite soldiers at the start, what should you call me?

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The system assigned Li Tian 100,000 elite soldiers, but it didn't specify their combat strength.

If these 100,000 people have virtually no military skills, I don't have time to train them now, because they could be attacked at any time.

When 100,000 people mobilize, it is an incredibly spectacular sight. If so many people stood in neat rows, they could fill 15 standard football fields. When they moved around, it was even more magnificent.

The orders were relayed down the chain of command through shouting.

The scene quickly became incredibly lively, with many people starting by forming teams of ten, creating a vibrant atmosphere.

The large-scale movement involving 100,000 people naturally attracted the attention of the local indigenous people.

Wang Erzhu left Lijiazhai early in the morning.

Accompanying him were Erdan, a neighbor, and several elderly farmers including Zhutou.

The world was in turmoil, the Ming army was defeated one after another, and the Manchu Tartars occupied Jianning Prefecture. They did nothing but burn, kill, loot and commit all kinds of atrocities.

That wasn't all. After the Manchus had vented their anger, they would levy taxes, sell wives and children, and cause countless families to be destroyed and people to die.

However, not long ago, the royal army returned and the Manchu Tartars were driven away. But before the people could even rejoice, the royal army was about to collect taxes again, although the tax burden was somewhat reduced.

But the people's households have no surplus grain!

The royal army didn't care about any of that; refusing to hand over the goods was considered obstructing the resistance against the Qing! Refusing to hand over the goods was considered treason!

The last grain was given away, the wife starved to death, the two daughters were sold, and the youngest son starved to death.

Now that the Tartars have returned, Wang Erzhu and other farmers, in order to survive, sold all their land and sought refuge in Lijiazhai, becoming tenant farmers of the Li family.

"Of all times, war breaks out. How are we supposed to farm this land?!"

Wang Erzhu muttered to himself, starving to the bone, yet risking his life to find food.

The family has an only son who is so hungry he can't get out of bed; they can't let the Wang family line die out.

Wild vegetables, mice, tree bark—anything is fine, as long as it's edible!

Wang Erzhu wandered the desolate land like a starving corpse when suddenly a roaring sound came from afar.

"loyalty!"

"Erzhu, it looks like there's an army over there!" Erdan had good eyesight, and upon hearing the shout, he immediately saw a large group of people standing in the distance, which startled him greatly.

Upon hearing this, Pig Head, who was standing nearby, was so frightened that he immediately ran back into the village without looking back.

Wang Erzhu was also frightened by Erdan's words. He turned his head and saw a dark mass of people.

These days, encountering soldiers is no different from encountering a natural disaster; you can only wait to die.

Erdan was so frightened that his legs trembled, and he turned to run away, but Wang Erzhu called out to him.

"Wait, they don't seem to be Tartar soldiers."

"Who cares what kind of soldiers they are! These days, whether they're Tartar soldiers or imperial soldiers, we're going to die sooner or later if we're discovered! Let's run!" Erdan shook off Wang Erzhu's hand and hurriedly ran away.

At this moment, the burly men on guard also noticed the two people in the distance.

When those people saw Wang Erzhu, he looked like he'd seen a ghost and ran away without saying a word.

The burly men exchanged glances, understood each other, and took off after them.

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The most important thing for an army is clear hierarchy and clear communication of orders.

To command 100,000 people, the first thing to do is to establish a hierarchical system; everything else can wait. Otherwise, even with endless energy, Li Tian wouldn't be able to manage everyone.

The queue was expected to be organized in one hour, which was much faster than anticipated.

Although Li Tian didn't have any timing tools, he could still sense whether it was half an hour or an hour.

The ten square formations were arranged in order, and in front of each square formation stood a military commander.

Such speed made Li Tian breathe a sigh of relief. These 100,000 elite soldiers were not incompetent fools, but 100,000 people with strict discipline!

Once the superior-subordinate relationship is established, the efficiency of transmitting orders will be greatly improved.

"Zhang Yonghao".

"arrive!"

Zhang Yonghao was called out and immediately straightened his posture. He was very lucky and was elected as the deputy commander of the First Army. The commander of the First Army was personally appointed by Li Tian.

"Starting with the First Army, step forward to receive your weapons. The first two hundred men to receive their weapons must immediately stand guard and report any unusual activity to me!"

"Yes, boss!"

"From now on, call me Commander."

"Yes, Commander!"

Upon receiving the order, Zhang Yonghao immediately arranged for the men behind him to step forward and receive the command.

A square formation of 10,000 people, with 100 people in each direction.

Soon, the two columns walked out in an orderly fashion, came to a stack of gun racks, and received their own Hanyang rifles.

And once a gun is removed from this gun rack, another gun will appear out of thin air, and so on, endlessly.

If others had witnessed this miraculous scene, they would have exclaimed in amazement at a divine miracle. However, neither Li Tian nor the 100,000 elite soldiers present showed any indifference, as if it were only natural.

Li Tian discovered that as long as he could build what appeared to be a "supply depot," he would be able to distribute weapons.

Issuing guns to 100,000 people, one army at a time, would certainly take a considerable amount of time.

Li Tian then ordered the construction of a hundred gun racks so that people in other formations could obtain the truth in a short time.

They are very pressed for time right now. After the guns are distributed, the next problem to solve is food, drink, sanitation, and accommodation.

Li Tian touched the brand-new Hanyang rifle in his hand, feeling quite satisfied. Although it wasn't a particularly advanced semi-automatic rifle, it was absolutely overwhelming in this era when matchlock guns were still in use.

The Hanyang Type 88 rifle is a copy of the rifle produced by the Hanyang Arsenal in China. It has a caliber of 7.92 mm, a length of 955 mm, a weight of 3.166 kg, a sight range of 1800 meters, uses 7.9×57J round-nosed rifle cartridges, and is fed by a five-way clip.

Because it uses round-nosed bullets, the bullets are unstable during flight, causing widespread damage when they hit a target.

"Report! Commander, we've spotted suspicious individuals!"

A soldier carrying a Hanyang rifle ran up to Li Tian and saluted.

"Bring it up."

Wang Erzhu and Erdan were grabbed by the arms and witnessed the scene of 100,000 people receiving guns, which shocked them greatly.

Erdan burst into tears.

"I'm going to die, my mother won't live past tonight."

Wang Erzhu felt sad when he thought of his son at home.

When the two were brought before a handsome young man, they immediately knelt down and begged for their lives.

"General, spare us! We were just lowly servants digging the ground; we didn't see anything."

The boy in front of them was young, fair-skinned, and prettier than the women in the village. But Wang Erzhu and Erdan didn't dare to look at Li Tian for long. Everyone around him respected him, and they knew without a doubt that he was the general leading the troops.

Which military commander isn't ruthless and merciless?

"Get up, I have a few questions for you."

Li Tian signaled several soldiers to take the two men aside to prevent them from seeing the endless gun-farming scene.

Wang Erzhu: "General, please feel free to ask me anything. I will answer to the best of my knowledge."

Erdan agreed, "I'll answer anything I know."

"Where is this?" Li Tian looked at the two men with their raven tails and had a bad feeling. Could he have traveled to the heart of the Manchu Qing Dynasty?

"This is Jianning Prefecture... Jianning Prefecture in Fujian Province. To the north lies the border between Zhejiang and Jiangxi provinces, and there is a river called Jianxi River nearby."

Li Tian gradually came to a general idea of ​​their location; they were currently in Fujian, which was neither good nor bad news.

This place is close to the sea and has many mountains, making it convenient to hide, but at this time, most of China had already been occupied by the Manchus.

Li Tian: "Are you a Ming or Qing dynasty person?"

This question stumped Wang Erzhu.

Erdan wiped away his tears and, seeing that Wang Erzhu remained silent, said urgently, "General, we don't even know if we are Ming or Qing people, but I do know that we are Han people."

"The Ming army and the Qing army are currently fighting in Jianning Prefecture. Whoever wins, we will be the one who decides which country we belong to."

Ordinary people only want to eat, and they have no say in who bullies them.

The majority remained silent, even when forced to shave their heads and change their clothes.

However, Li Tian couldn't blame them, as national values ​​were not widely promoted at that time.

However, the important news that the Ming and Qing armies were fighting was a pleasant surprise.

Li Tian: "Do you have any other companions?"

"This..." Wang Erzhu and Erdan exchanged a glance, and the former immediately denied it: "No."

"Yes!" Erdan retorted simultaneously.

Upon hearing this, Wang Erzhu glared at Erdan, hating this traitor who had betrayed his companion.

Li Tian didn't say anything, then asked a few more unimportant questions before releasing the two.

"Commander, all the guns have been issued," Zhang Yonghao reported as he entered.

"Okay, got it. Now, prepare for battle."

They have been exposed.