The Struggle of the Reborn Prince

Chapter 86 Camping

Happy Dragon Boat Festival!

After struggling for a long time, it was almost noon, but since the troops had been sent out, they could not stay in the middle of the capital, otherwise many people might not be able to eat and sleep soundly! Zhao Tong led his troops out of the west gate, met up with the baggage train, and marched westward.

Thirty miles later, we arrived at Xiangfu County. It was already Shenshi. Now that the days were short and the nights were long, it would get dark soon. We had to set up camp as soon as possible, otherwise we would have to work in the dark.

It is not a simple matter for the army to march to the stronghold. When the army marches and fights, it is important to follow the formation as a formation and stop as a camp. The law goes: the formation in the formation means the formation of the team, with a wide and narrow system. If you want it to turn and clutch,

There is no competition between the two. There is a camp within the camp, which means the order of the parts, and the method of density. If you want them to be on the left and right to rescue, they will not interfere with each other. If there are foreign invaders, the walls are all strong and well-prepared, so they cannot move.

First of all, the place to camp must not be close to the fields or cities, and must be ten miles away from the city to avoid disturbing the people; secondly, it is to divide the areas. These matters have to be taken care of by the officials, but this is the first time that Zhao Tong has seen how the ancients did it. First, let the supervisor

Choose a location based on the number of people and identify

After taking the position, then set up five banners, with the Zhuque Banner at Noon, the White Tiger Banner at Youdi, the Xuanwu Jing at Zidi, the Green Dragon Banner at Mao, and the ostentatious banner at the center. Then each battalion was ordered to send elite soldiers to guard the surrounding areas and divide them.

Camp in their respective areas, and no one is allowed to cross the cordon at this time.

Zhao Tong's pro-army had also conducted camping training after its establishment, but this was the first time for so many people, so it was a bit confusing. However, they were well-trained after all, and there were a group of veterans with military experience such as Wang Jin and Shen Songyue to command and dispatch, so it was very easy.

Soon they started to get busy in an orderly manner, surrounded by large cars.

One chariot at a time, connected by a rope in the middle, with horses placed twenty steps away, the camp area was demarcated, troops were divided to guard, arranged into a chariot formation, and the camp was formed. After the camp was completed, people were arranged to go out of the camp to release the horses and collect water.

To cut firewood or go into the city to buy things, the camp magistrate must agree to send someone there. Individuals are not allowed to enter the city without permission.

After an hour of busy work, each battalion has been properly arranged. The entire camp covers an area of ​​more than 200 acres. Hundreds of cowhide tents have been erected in it. Bonfires have been raised in the open space. The fire troops assigned to each battalion are already busy.

Bury the pot and make rice.

Although it was in a peaceful area, there were no enemies around, and no bandits dared to attack the army camp, Zhao Tong still asked the entire army to follow the wartime requirements, with many open and hidden sentries, many lurking sentries, and even more patrol posts.

A mile away, each battalion had to keep its troops unsaddled, men unarmed, and in a state of combat readiness. The law enforcement team was divided into several small teams to patrol the camp, supervise the execution of each battalion, and correct discipline violations!

Taking advantage of some free time before dinner, Zhao Ren held a small meeting in the Chinese military tent and invited the prince to attend. Zhao Ren inquired about the situation of each battalion, the status of the assigned recruits, and the mood of the soldiers, and then listened to their opinions.

The report laid out tomorrow's work and marching routes, the marching positions of each battalion, and the passwords for that night. Each battalion was instructed to use the time after meals and before going to bed to strengthen education for the recruits, preach military law again, and pay attention to the changes in the recruits' emotions and thoughts.

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Looking at the 'general' he trained with his own hands, he presided over the meeting and issued orders in a decent manner. Who would have thought that he was just a vegetable grower and errand boy under the prince. Zhao Tong had forgotten that in his previous life, there were people who admired successful people and geniuses.

He thought it was very reasonable:

He believes that genius and master cannot be equated. This is just like comparing his artistic achievements with his father's. He cannot be said to be a fool, but he can never surpass his father in art because his father is an idiot.

Artistic geniuses are like Cai Jing,

Mitty is incomparable to everyone else. This is true in art, and it is also true in military matters. In a protracted war, a lot of famous generals will emerge. This is just like buying lottery tickets, and some people will become rich overnight. In war, too

Some generals often become famous in one battle.

In addition to the personal factors of the famous person, this often depends on many complex and unexpected accidental factors. This means that these famous people are not destined to be successful, they just happen to be in a position that needs to be successful. In

At this point, if it weren't for Zhang San, then Li Si would definitely become famous. It all depends on who gets the big prize at the right time, at the right place, and on the right person.

This is the fate of most successful people, and it can also be said to be the fate of ordinary people, but it is by no means the fate of geniuses. The fate of geniuses is that no matter how far away from success it seems, it does not prevent him from using a different perspective than ordinary people to succeed.

Approach success with method and speed, because the Creator has secretly stuffed the key to success into his hand.

If Zhao Ren hadn't met Zhao Tong, he might have become a successful boy, a self-sufficient tenant, and a small merchant who made a fortune.

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But he is by no means a mid-level or high-level general. His success was no accident. The moment they saw the new type of firearm invented by the prince and the training method that was different from others, he felt something keenly. When everyone was still being harshly treated

When the training tortured him to death, he relied on the instinct and accurate premonition of a military genius.

Realizing that the war would change, his own destiny would also change. So he devoted all his efforts and energy to assisting the prince in building this army. His efforts were not in vain. Under Zhao Tong's deliberate cultivation,

He has become a warrior who can stand alone, but what he still lacks is actual combat, a war that will make him famous in history!

Zhao Ren made a speech and invited the prince to speak. Zhao Tong only expressed his gratitude to everyone for their hard work these days, and did not put forward a single opinion or express any dissatisfaction with Zhao Ren's order. Because Zhao Tong knew that now that Zhao Ren was in charge of the army, those who had nothing to do with him

Veterans who were trained at the same time may be dissatisfied and deliberately make trouble with him. Newcomers who don't understand him may follow him and start making noises.

The staff assigned to his account, seeing that he is young and of low background, are also reluctant to give up. To resolve these conflicts, the only way to resolve these conflicts is to establish Zhao Ren's prestige first, and what he has to do is not to express opinions easily.

Give Zhao Ren his own space, give him full support, let him go boldly, instead of protecting him under his wings like an old hen!

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After the meeting, Zhao Tao left the military tent and did not go back to his tent. Instead, he wandered around the camp. Each team camped in groups, each group had a tent, and the group leader was a sergeant from the old camp.

, they led the soldiers in their group to tidy up and strengthen the tents, dig drainage ditches, and dig soil to press the tent feet. They were busy and orderly. When they saw Zhao Tao walking by,

They would immediately put down what they were doing and stand in awe while raising their hands in salute. Most of the people standing there helpless and dumbfounded were the Forbidden Army soldiers who had just entered the camp. They did not understand the rules of the new army. Zhao Tong always returned the salute in a polite manner every time he met him.

Sometimes I get into the tent to see if the items are arranged neatly, if the tent feet are compacted with soil, and if the drawstrings are firm.

Food and drink have always been the focus of Zhao's concern. When he came to the kitchen of the First Dragon Cavalry Battalion, they had also achieved quasi-'modernization'. Each group of fire troops had three special carriages, and one was used to load the cooking guys.

The thing is, the other two trucks are hauling a camp’s day’s worth of food and water. The stoves are all made of iron, so you can start cooking immediately as soon as they are brought down. What is burned is not chopping wood, but coal. With these, there is less need for every

It saves a lot of time from the hassle of digging a stove and chopping firewood for cooking.

Now a row of five-burner stoves has been set up in an open space in the camp, with a large pot of eighteen drinks on it. The fire is blazing and steaming. A group of people are lighting the fire and chopping vegetables under the command of the team leader.

Chopping vegetables, washing rice, it’s so busy and fun!

"Old Liu, what should we eat today!" The leader of this group of Fire Army is a veteran of the old battalion's transport team. Now he has become the leader, and he is in charge of more than ten people. Zhao Tong is very familiar with him, although his name is

He, Lao Liu, is actually only in his early twenties.

"Your Majesty!" Old Liu rubbed his hands on his apron and saluted, "This morning during the review, no one had a good lunch. The staple food for dinner is white rice, and the non-staple food is one vegetable and one soup. Pork stewed with cabbage, and the soup is cut out.

Bone soup made from the bones!”

"Well, this soup is cooked well and has some flavor!" Zhao Tong nodded, walked to the pot, picked up a spoon, took a spoonful of soup, and smelled it.

"Your Majesty, of course, the person who cooks the dishes for us used to be the second chef of Zuibai House, and his skills are impeccable!" Old Liu said proudly.

"You're so quick, you've grabbed a good helper!" Zhao Tong smiled and patted Old Liu on the shoulder, "But as a second chef, I have to earn 20 guan a month, so you hired me as a soldier.

, not authentic!”

"Your Highness, I didn't dig this up, it was of his own free will. Song Qiang, can you tell the Prince?" Old Liu said hurriedly.

"Your Majesty, I did volunteer to be a soldier. Although the restaurant gave me a salary of twenty guan, I am willing to follow you. My family is also happy. That time when I was choosing a cook in the capital, Sangou got the first step. My family

People have been complaining for several days, but this time I will do whatever it takes!" Song Qiang said with a serious face.

"Haha, it's not enough to be a soldier just knowing how to cook, you also need to be able to ride a horse and do martial arts!" Zhao Tong said with a smile.

"Your Majesty, you may not think that I am a cook, but I am also a member of the club. When the Hero Club recruited people for the first time, I was selected. I came out on top in horse riding, archery, and marching. Last year in the martial arts competition, I even won a prize.

Where's the silver bowl?" Song Qiang said.

"Okay, I'm going to eat here today to try the craftsmanship of Huo Jun, who has been a second chef and can also dance with guns and sticks!" Zhao Tong said.

"Your Majesty, let's wait for another day. I can't make this big pot of food. I'll show you my skills when I have some free time!" Song Qiang said a little embarrassed.

"Hey, you are wrong. This big pot dish shows off your craftsmanship. If you don't believe it, how about I make it for you today?" Zhao Tong said and washed his hands in a basin of clean water. Old Liu seemed to be used to it.

Yes, he took an apron and put it around the prince. Song Qiang gave up his position and started to attack him.

"Brother, is this man really the prince?" A soldier who was lighting the fire asked a soldier helping the cook who was choosing vegetables next to him.

"That's not wrong. If we recognize our parents wrongly, we will never recognize our prince wrongly!" said the soldier.

"No way, when I was in the Fourth Army, it was hard to see a commander. The prince would come to our Fire Army to cook!" said the recruit.

"What's new in this? The prince is treated like ordinary people when he is with us. I heard our commander say that the prince's cooking skills are unparalleled in the world. After the emperor ate the dishes he cooked, the food of the imperial chef was no longer delicious.

But when the prince is free, he often cooks for everyone with his own hands, and we have all eaten!" the veteran cook said with no surprise.

"Oh, this is really a strange thing in the world!" The newcomer said while looking at the prince who was cooking with a big shovel.

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