Warring States Survival Guide

Chapter 129: Starting from 0, let’s all learn to be officers!

Chapter 129: Starting from scratch, everyone is learning to be an officer!
Yuanye determined the target of the action but was not in a hurry to take action. He only had so much capital on hand. If he lost money, he would probably cosplay as Xiang Yu and commit suicide by slashing his throat at Wanjin River - he had never experienced it before so he didn't feel deeply about it, but now he only had to imagine that all the carefully trained troops were lost in one battle. He could understand why Xiang Yu didn't want to live back then. He was really heartbroken to the point of wanting to die.

This is the first battle of the new army. Even if the opponent is a soft persimmon, we must be fully prepared before going.

He first asked Aman to continue sending people to collect further intelligence and draw maps, and then sent someone to deliver an urgent letter to Naguno Castle, claiming that the powerful families in Chita County had no respect for the law and humanity, and even attacked his passing ships, and asked Naguno Castle what to do.

A few days later, Oda Nobunaga personally replied to the letter, in which he scolded him harshly and told him to deal with such trivial matters on his own and not to bother him with them.

This was exactly what Yuanye wanted. After all, he had informed everyone and had a legitimate reason to do so. He then gathered all his officers together, held a combat meeting, and prepared to launch a punitive action to teach the daring Chita Peninsula warlords a profound lesson.

These guys who became officers because of their excellent performance in training did not expect that there would be such a weird thing as a "combat meeting". Looking at the various materials and determination charts distributed to them, and listening to Yuanye's serious voice talking about the combat determination, combat preparations, and combat plans, their eyes were filled with confusion. When Yuanye asked for additional opinions and asked everyone to speak, they looked at each other and could not even fart.

The scene was somewhat awkward, but Yuanye was not disappointed. As the saying goes, everything is difficult at the beginning. Slowly, there will always be people who will gain something and be able to transform into middle and senior military officers.

After the meeting, he ordered the more than 40 flag officers, deputy flag officers and non-commissioned officers to go back and convey their combat determination to the soldiers, prepare mission briefings and make sure all soldiers in each unit were clear about their missions. He then organized several special training sessions, simulating forced landings to attack the enemy and emergency evacuations. He went over the combat plan with everyone and even forced junior officers to start drawing their own mission determination maps.

It didn't matter whether the drawing was good or bad, even if it looked like childish graffiti, they had to draw anyway. This caused a lot of panic among the novice officers who had just learned a hundred words and needed Yuanye's guidance to understand the map. They felt like they were living a life worse than death, but even so, Yuanye still asked them to try hard and learn hard.

He was an engineering graduate and attached great importance to map work. Now he has been forced to switch to a military job. He feels that map work is still indispensable. All officers must clearly understand key elements such as combat intentions, troop deployment, combat direction, major combat operations, and be able to express them in the form of determination maps, text charts, and graffiti.

If one cannot express himself, it means he is not clear in his mind. If he is not clear about the key elements of his mission in battle, then he is committing a crime against the soldiers. It is better not to have such officers. He should just go back to being privates!
As for not being able to do it...

In modern history, many generals could not even read or write at the beginning, and they learned while fighting, but didn’t they become outstanding generals in the end?
People are forced to do things. How can you know how great your potential is if you don’t push yourself?
Anyway, you have to learn, starting from scratch, and learn to be an officer!
Yuanye was also a novice commander. He took the first battle of the new army very seriously. It took a while of hard work, and when everyone was exhausted, he picked a good day, stuffed more than 180 new troops and more than ten people of the internal guard and gendarmerie on the boat, and started sailing along the west coast of Chita Peninsula towards the central area of the peninsula to find Uncle Lin for training through battle.

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The boat was floating on the sea. The four brothers of the ninth flag, Pots, Pans, and Pans, were still together. Only Tong Goro was transferred to the Iron Cannon Flag because of his quick mind and nimble hands and feet during training. He was replaced by a short, clumsy and stupid boy named Shi Bodhisattva - the name is a bit strange. It is said that when he was a child he had a fever and was about to die. His mother put him in front of the stone statue of Bodhisattva and let him sleep for a night. Miraculously, he recovered, so he changed his name.

This guy was forced to enter Wanjin. He used to be a beggar and thief in Atsuta Port. He was caught on the spot when he tried to steal food from Maejima Juichiro's caravan. Wanjin happened to be short of people, so they tied him up and brought him back. As a result, this guy was able to eat normally in Wanjin, and he became honest and never stole anything again. Because of his outstanding performance in the workshop and his hard work, he was recruited into the barracks as a new recruit after half a year, and was added to the ninth flag.

After he came to serve in the army, he was rarely beaten by the military police, or it could be said that the military police could not easily find an opportunity to beat him. The main reason was that the veterans took over the military police's work - those who entered the barracks two or three months earlier were also veterans, so even one day earlier counted.

Now the atmosphere within the Wanjin Army has taken shape, and strict military discipline has become a psychological habit. In addition, the suffering of the veterans cannot be undone, so the new recruits must also taste the suffering they had in the past... in the past few months. They must also be beaten to the ground and wail like dogs, and their words and deeds must be straight and upright. Only then can they be considered officially inducted and become a Wanjin soldier. Therefore, Shi Pusa has been beaten with pots and pans, and the military police can't find him for a while.

Now the four brothers of pots, pans, and bowls + the stone bodhisattva formed a combat team, with Guo Taro, the deputy flag bearer, in charge of the command. This was not Guo Taro's first time to participate in the war. He was only sold to Wanjin when he was captured as a foot soldier. He had fought in chaos several times, but it was the first time for him to be in charge of commanding others. Now he was nervous and his old problem came back. He was sweating all over his head, just like he had just washed his hair. He kept muttering to his companions: "Follow me closely, and pave the road quickly. Don't fall into the mud pit like last time, wasting time and pitting everyone! Remember it, remember it!"

Hyosaburo lowered his head in shame. It was he who fell into the mud pit and couldn't climb out during the last exercise, and the whole team was punished for it. He was too embarrassed to see anyone these two days. The other three did not respond. Wanjiro was sitting in the straw pile carefully wiping his katana. Bonshiro had dull eyes and was daydreaming. His lips were moving slightly, probably mumbling something discouraging like "I'm finally going to die". It was just because he was beaten so many times that he had developed the habit of complaining silently, making it easy for people to find fault with him.

As for the new soldier Shi Pusa, he kept rubbing the "soldier's ration bag" wrapped around his waist. Inside was dried algae and fried rice, which looked very fragrant. He wanted to untie it and take a bite. He didn't have his first full meal in his life until he was fifteen years old. He would never forget the feeling of having his stomach completely filled. He even fell in love with that feeling from then on and wanted to fill his stomach all the time.

In other words, he seemed to have a mental illness and wanted to eat all day long, but he was just a little stupid, not a fool. He had been beaten so many times that he had a memory. He knew that if he dared to open the "soldier's ration bag" to take out the fried rice, the pots and pans next to him would immediately jump up and kick him down and beat him. So he could only keep stroking the bag, looking forward to the arrival of lunch time. He felt that Wanjin was a paradise. In the workshop, he had three meals a day, and the quantity was not small. In the military camp, he could eat as much as he wanted, and there were dishes such as fish, beans, algae, and sauce from time to time. It was simply a paradise in paradise. Now even if he was killed, he would not leave. He did not want to starve to death like his mother, and only a small ball of skin and bones would be left when he died.

Their small combat group was all preoccupied with their own thoughts for the moment, and no one was in the mood to talk to others. As the Guan ship swayed for four hours, a short bamboo whistle was finally heard from the deck.

This was the preparatory whistle. In order to distinguish the different commands, the five of them were beaten many times. Muscle memory immediately took over, and they began to automatically and consciously prepare for battle. Guo Taro checked everyone one by one, fearing that someone's leggings were not tied tightly and they would trip while running, causing him, the deputy flag officer, to be beaten when he returned.

Soon after, the hull shook violently, and then the door of the "Soyaka" was opened. Sharp bamboo whistles sounded continuously, accompanied by the loud orders of the flag officer on the deck, and Nabe Taro roared and rushed to the deck. He took a quick look and found that their small ship had forced its way to the shore, but this area was not suitable for anchoring ships, and there was no dock or pier, making it difficult to unload people and goods. There was even a large mudflat after low tide, and it was difficult to pass through on foot.

At this time, the sound of the bamboo whistle became sharper, and all kinds of messy orders were sounding on the deck. Guo Taro's mind was blank, but in this blankness he knew very well what he should do at the moment. After a quick glance, he did not hesitate and was the first to pull the rope and slide down the boat. Following closely behind were the four people including Wanpanpanshi and the large bundles of straw and bamboo mats thrown from the boat.

They were not wearing armor, only a hat with iron plates to protect against arrows and a sword for self-defense. Their only task was to clear a path for the people behind them to pass through the muddy tidal flats. Once they got off the boat and fell into the mud, they started spreading bundles of straw and bamboo mats on the tidal flats without saying a word, and then jumped on and continued to spread the straw forward. Their movements were so fast that it seemed as if someone was ready to whip them. They were focused and kept spreading the straw forward.

There were several other small teams doing the same task as the five of them, and there was another team following them to widen the road. However, they did not even have time to look at each other and just followed the requirements of the previous exercises and kept mechanically spreading out the straw bundles and bamboo mats transported from behind. They slipped and fell many times and were turned into mud monkeys.

Soon, a loud shout came from behind, and they instinctively made way and jumped into the mud again. A small flag with a spear and full of armor passed them and went directly to the shore on the road paved with straw and bamboo mats. Then a small flag with an iron cannon wearing leather armor rushed past them quickly and also went to the shore cleanly. They joined the small flag with a spear in front, formed a team on the spot, set up the iron cannon, and began to be on guard on the spot.

It was only then that Nabetaro noticed that he had passed the muddy tidal flats and paved the section of road that was impossible to pull out once he stepped on it. He turned around to look to the side and rear and found that there were several similar straw roads. Two medium-sized Seki ships and another small Seki ship at the rear were also approaching the shore. The "landing point" there, paved with more straw bundles and bamboo mats, had been expanded very large, and a large number of armored spearmen and leather-armored artillerymen were disembarking in an organized manner.

When Kotaro saw this orderly scene, and then looked down at himself covered in mud, he suddenly felt that fighting was nothing and was much easier than an exercise. The mudflat was not long or big enough, and there were no hundreds of people who suddenly rushed out and shot them to death in the mud. They just got ashore in a daze.

(End of this chapter)

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