Chapter 21 The Governor's Knife Is Very Sharp
Although Lin Chen had never learned the method of training soldiers, he knew very well that the combat effectiveness of the army lies in the discipline and prohibition of orders.
So he planned to follow the method of military training in his previous life and first turn these civilians into military training college students who obey orders.
Facts have proved that this method is very useful.
Under Lin Chen's carrot and stick training, the soldiers who complained about it still gritted their teeth and persisted.
Because Lin Chen gave too much.
Three meals a day.
In the morning, there is thick porridge and pickles.
At noon, there is pork, cabbage and grain rice with oil foam.
Even at night, you can still eat a bowl of dry rice.
In just five days. Lin Chen has seen a hint of elite appearance in these soldiers.
Of course, he knows very well that the current soldiers are just for show, and they look good but are useless.
Just when Lin Chen was still a little dissatisfied with this.
But he didn't expect that in the eyes of Wei Cheng and Yang Zhi, who read the art of war, he was the reincarnation of the military god!
You know, in ancient times, the most difficult thing was to make soldiers obey orders.
At least Wei Cheng and Yang Zhi didn't think they could make 5,000 soldiers obey orders within five days.
Lin Chen naturally didn't know what the two were thinking.
After seeing that the military training method worked, he let Wei Cheng take over.
Wei Cheng not only served as the commander, but also served as the coach.
The so-called coach is a position to lead soldiers to practice martial arts.
After Lin Chen stepped down, Yang Zhi came to flatter him.
What kind of flattery is it that the adults are really the reincarnation of the military god.
Lin Chen was a little embarrassed when he heard it, and immediately raised his hand to stop.
"I heard that there are more and more disaster victims outside the capital now?"
Yang Zhi nodded subconsciously when he heard it.
"General, there are tens of thousands of disaster victims gathered outside the west and east gates of the city now."
At this point, Yang Zhi shuddered.
Because he had seen it.
I have seen those disaster victims who had to build thatched huts outside the city and look for food everywhere in order to survive. They have almost eaten all the tree bark outside the capital.
"What is the price of grain in the city now?"
"Fine rice is 800 wen per stone, and brown rice is 300 wen per stone."
Yang Zhi said carefully, and did not forget to look at Lin Chen's eyes.
This price is five times the normal price of grain!
Lin Chen's face was full of coldness.
Not to mention the disaster victims, even the people in the city began to complain.
"Report!"
Just when Lin Chen was thinking about something, a small official came with a message.
Hmm?
It was no one else, but Shangguan Wan'er's oral order.
Order the Wucheng Bingma Division to go out of the city and maintain order for the disaster victims outside the city.
"Go!"
"Go!"
The Wucheng Bingma Division had disappeared for so many days, and it was the first time that all the soldiers of the division were dispatched.
I saw that the bronze ghost-faced man was leading the way, and the commander in bright armor followed closely behind him.
At the same time, the soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division, holding long spears and wearing iron-studded armor, all attracted the attention of the residents of the capital.
These soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division were different from the rogue soldiers they had seen before.
In a teahouse on both sides of the street.
Zhao Guangyi looked at this scene, and his previous smile disappeared!
He was also a man who knew about military affairs.
These soldiers of the Wucheng Bingma Division were obviously civilians five days ago!
"Brother Zhao, what are you doing?"
The people at the same table noticed Zhao Guangyi's expression and were stunned.
The people present were all military officers of the Beijing Camp, and they were also the confidants of the Zhao brothers.
"Humph!"
Suddenly, Zhao Guangyi snorted coldly and pointed at Lin Chen's back as he walked away.
"That Lin Chenjia, who didn't ask the Ministry of War before, killed six commanders. He was really arrogant!"
The confidant at the same table heard the words and showed a look of realization on his face.
"So it was the commander of the Wucheng Bingma Division who made you, Brother Zhao, angry?"
"That's fine. As the garrison commander of the east gate of the city, I will definitely help you, Brother Zhao, to vent your anger!"
Lin Chen, who didn't know he was being targeted, led 5,000 soldiers from the Wucheng Bingma Division out of the city.
Lin Chen, who had not left the Wucheng Bingma Division during this period, had the opportunity to see the scene outside the city.
It was shocking!
Lin Chen looked at the dilapidated sheds with a serious expression.
Just before, many officials and noble ladies who had set up porridge here were overturned by the victims.
There were even some officials and noble ladies who came to distribute porridge and were almost robbed by the victims.
If the soldiers of the Beijing camp guarding the city gate had not arrived, the consequences would be disastrous.
That's why.
The Wucheng Bingma Division was called to maintain order and arrest the troublemakers among the victims.
The victims who were picking up rice grains scattered on the ground near the porridge shop saw Lin Chen and ran away quickly in fear.
Many disaster victims hid in the sheds, fearing that they would be targeted.
"Wei Cheng Yang Zhi!"
"I am here!"
After recruiting all the soldiers, Lin Chen also promoted Yang Zhi to the commander.
In Yang Zhi's heart, Lin Chen is a talent scoff.
"Take the soldiers into the sheds to arrest people, do not harass women and children, rob property, and those who violate the rules will be executed!"
"Catch those with ruddy faces! Catch those who commit crimes among the disaster victims, and catch those who caused trouble in the porridge shed before!"
Lin Chen's words made Wei Cheng Yang Zhi and other commanders feel a chill in their hearts.
During this period of time.
They also have a general understanding of the temperament of Lin Chen, the general.
Their general never jokes.
"Yes!"
Then, there was a commotion.
Many people in the capital came to watch the fun.
Wang Wu is now a sergeant.
After hearing the order conveyed by the Hundred Generals, Wang Wu was somewhat confused.
Why did they arrest the ruddy-faced disaster victims?
Wang Wu cast a puzzled look at a slightly older man in the house.
The latter smiled and said nothing.
"Just follow the order of the general, why are you talking so much nonsense!"
The passing Hundred Generals heard Wang Wu's words and immediately slapped Wang Wu on the head.
Wang Wu, who was beaten, was depressed, but took action.
The disaster victims, who were originally extremely terrified, gradually found that these soldiers acted strangely.
There was no driving, smashing and looting as imagined.
You should know that in ancient times, a proverb was widely circulated.
That is, bandits pass by like combs, and soldiers pass by like combs.
Borrowing your heads is not a joke.
On the other hand, these soldiers look quite responsible.
This made a group of thick-armed men stick their heads out and laugh.
It seemed that they saw a coward.
Who would have thought.
Wang Wu saw that the faces of these sturdy men were ruddy, and the frustration of being beaten by the hundred men was finally vented.
"Catch them all!"
The sturdy man: "?"
"Damn it, these soldiers are bullying people!!"
These disaster victims who can live in the most spacious and brightest areas of the shantytown are naturally not honest people.
They were originally ruffians in their hometown.
Facing the aggressive soldiers, his legs suddenly weakened by three points, and he regretted coming out to watch the fun.
However, Wang Wu did not have a good face for these people.
"Don't fight, don't fight!"
"Sir, I have money, let us go!"
The leading man took out a few taels of silver from his pocket.
Seeing the silver, a soldier on the scene showed a look of intention.
Unexpectedly, Wang Wu saw it and slapped him.
"Do you really think that the general's knife will not chop off your head?!"