The Soldier of the Red Mansion

Chapter 46: Feeding People
In the past, the capital city had the Beijing Camp, the Imperial Guards, the Twelve Regiments Camp, the Embroidered Uniform Guard and other armies.

The Beijing Camp was commanded by the Beijing Camp Jiedushi. Four years ago, the Jiedufu was abolished, and the various armies in the capital also began to reform and were reorganized into four armies in the southeast, northwest, northeast and southwest, with 30,000 soldiers in each army, totaling 120,000 soldiers.

Each army was divided into three routes.

left middle right.

The central army is the headquarters, and the left and right military towns each have a general, a lieutenant general, and 6,000 generals.

There are two meals a day in the camp.

One breakfast in the morning and one feed in the afternoon.

There are two types of officers in the Beijing camp: long-term and short-term.

Long-term officers have families, and they are given monthly rations. They do not come to the camp every day, so generally speaking, they do not eat in the camp, but go back home to eat. Officers all have families, or their families are in the capital.

Then there's the short term.

Short-term jobs are also divided into whether or not someone is hired.

Wang Xin did not hire anyone, nor did he return to the Jia Mansion. He went to the kitchen to eat with Zhang Can.

There were five or six officers in the kitchen.

When they saw Wang Xin, they all bowed.

That's the benefit of the position.

A Dusi is already at the same level as a guerrilla. Although a Zuoji is one level higher than a Qianzong, in the army, there is actually not much difference in their positions. Now that Wang Xin is a Dusi, theoretically only a lieutenant general or above can supervise him.

On the contrary, Zhang Can, who followed Wang Xin, gained a lot of advantages. He was a small captain and a newcomer with no background, so he was easily excluded.

There is a special kitchen and separate food supply, and the food is not worse than that in the Jia family, and is even better.

Today is the third day.

Wang Xin was already familiar with the military camp. The general and the lieutenant general were not there, and the guerrilla general had not come either. On the surface, the person with the highest status in the Eastern Army Zuozhen military camp was actually Wang Xin.

This is the benefit of lax military discipline.

I suddenly became the biggest.

Wang Xin didn't know whether this was a good thing or a bad thing. He just felt uncomfortable and there was no military atmosphere at all.

I used to think that the Eastern Army Admiral Zhu Wei was very serious, but now I think he is just a show-off. If I were leading the army myself, I would never allow such a situation to happen.

When Zhang Can saw Wang Xin finished eating and went out, he also put down his bowl and chopsticks and followed him out.

Wang Xin walked around.

Over the past two days, the soldiers in the camp have already known that there is a new commander who likes to wander around the barracks when he has nothing to do. He doesn't punish soldiers who are lazy when he sees them. He is a good-tempered person, so everyone is not afraid of him anymore.

"Dusi."

"Dusi."

Wang Xin nodded and walked in.

Nearly a thousand people were eating in the open air, next to the kitchen.

Some people discovered Wang Xin, while others didn't.

The people nearby were hesitant, and Wang Xin patted their shoulders one by one and said, "Continue eating."

Wang Xin watched what the soldiers ate.

A pot of millet porridge and two bran dumplings for each person.

Wang Xin took a look and left quietly without saying anything.

"Go back?"

Zhang Can asked from behind.

Wang Xin nodded.

Wang Xin was a Dusi and was provided with a special house.

Although Zhang Can was only a captain, because he was new and the training was special, he was temporarily arranged to live next door to Wang Xin.

"Wang Dusi is unhappy?"

Zhang Can asked deliberately.

During these two days, Zhang Can felt that Wang Xin was a newcomer who seemed to have no idea about the military rules. Isn't it always like this? He made things so bitter and hateful that people who didn't know would think there was something wrong with the army.

I really don't know how this person became a commander.

At noon, the lieutenant general finally arrived.

The lieutenant general, Cheng Hong, who was nearly fifty years old, sent for Wang Xin and Zhang Can. He spoke politely, "Training the troops is a major matter. The governor has specifically instructed us to do so. The entire town will support you. If you have any ideas, go for it."

Zhang Can looked at Wang Xin eager to try.

Wang Xin stretched out his hand.

Seeing Wang Xin agree, Zhang Can couldn't help but interrupt, "Sir, we've been delayed for a few days. I'm afraid other places have already started training. Should we start today?"

"Yes, soldiers from the camp, go ahead and pick your own. If anyone refuses to release them, come and tell this town."

Zhang Can breathed a sigh of relief.

Seeing that Zhang Can had no more questions, Wang Xin asked carefully, "Sir, the entire army has 9,000 men, but less than 1,000 are in the camp. We are training one battalion each, with 450 men in each. How should we train the soldiers?"

"Half for each."

Cheng Hong laughed.

Wang Xin was speechless. Are you serious?

"Don't worry, if you need people for training, the various departments will not refuse. It's nothing anyway."

Wang Xin glanced at Zhang Can.

He actually had no objection, or maybe he was used to it.

What kind of army is this? It's worse than a militia.

Every time I feel like I'm used to it, but it's still an eye-opener every time.

No wonder that when the southeast was fighting against the Japanese pirates, troops from all over were mobilized, but the Beijing garrison was not. It turned out that it was not because they were worried about the safety of those entering the city, but because the Beijing garrison was in such a terrible state that it was unlikely to be deployed to fight against the Japanese pirates. It would probably become disorganized after only twenty miles out of the city.

Cheng Hong noticed something and looked at Zhang Can with disapproval.

"Zhang Can."

"Subordinates are here."

"any questions?"

"No."

"Do you have confidence?"

"Have."

"hehe."

Cheng Hong laughed twice, obviously satisfied with Zhang Can's answer.

After hearing what Zhang Can said, Wang Xin didn't know what to say. He was not a fool, and Cheng Hong didn't seem to be a patient person.

really.

In less than half an hour, Wang Xin saw Cheng Hong leaving in a sedan chair.

"I found out yesterday that our lieutenant general often doesn't come for two or three days. Even if he does, he comes to the yamen at noon at the latest, and then leaves the camp early in the afternoon if there is nothing else to do.

Zhang Can was in Wang Xin's house, following behind Wang Xin and looking out the window together.

Wang Xin turned around and asked, "How are you going to practice?"

Zhang Can touched the back of his head and hesitated for a long time.

"You plan to train a servant."

Wang Xin became more and more certain.

There are only a few sets of training for soldiers, and you can only cook different kinds of meals with different ingredients, and there are no more tricks.

Zhang Can didn't understand and asked, "What is a servant?"

"It's the personal guards."

"how do you know?"

Zhang Can was horrified, as if his secret had been seen through.

Wang Xin shook his head.

This method of training soldiers is not a good one.

It can only be considered a semi-finished product. It is okay to deal with second- and third-rate armies, but it will be completely useless when encountering first-rate elite armies.

"How are you going to practice?"

Zhang Can asked unconvincedly that his secret had been guessed.

"Of course, we should first make sure the soldiers have enough food and become human beings before we can talk about military training."

Wang Xin did not hide it.

Zhang Can didn't understand, or suspected that what he heard was different from what he understood literally.

Isn't this how the entire Nine Sides do it?

No one can escape.

"Use the rations of 450 men to train 30 to 40 personal soldiers. They will be provided with first-class food, accommodation, and treatment. The remaining hundreds of men will have to fight for it. Those who don't will starve. Only personal soldiers like this can be trained to be powerful."

Zhang Can still said generously.

Wang Xin shook his head.

What kind of soldiers are these? It would be better to just use the Mamluks. The Eight Banners soldiers in history were similar to this, and they are much better than the semi-finished products of the current Beijing Camp.

Or just treat the soldiers well, for the sake of family, country and the world.

Or completely arouse the animal nature and drive it by desire.

They are unwilling to transform their soldiers into beasts, nor are they willing to treat them as human beings. In short, they do not share any benefits at all. This half-human, half-ghost method is the most useless.

Essentially, it's stingy.

Because of the dense waterways, convenient transportation, prosperous commerce and developed economy in the southeast, the people can still make a living and have three meals a day. The main problem is that the military morale is slack, the martial spirit has been lost, and people despise being a soldier.

The capital city.

The problem is much more serious.

"I train soldiers, only soldiers, not slaves."

Wang Xin said sarcastically.

Zhang Can finally felt the youthfulness in Wang Xin. Although he was a commander, he was young and full of vigor. Zhang Can was proud of himself in his heart, thinking that the only one who could lead troops had to be from their border area.

"You seem happy?"

Wang Xin glanced at Zhang Can, looking as if he was calculating something.

Zhang Can is also honest.

"The two assistant attackers sent to Zuozhen for training have everything going for them. I'm not very confident, so I should have no problem surpassing you. You can't blame me for not being loyal to you."

Wang Xin is not arrogant and is a good brother. Zhang Can speaks honestly.

Wang Xin couldn't help but raise his arm and touch his chin with his other hand.

Why do you think you are a pushover?

(End of this chapter)