Great Warlord: The Second Ancestor of the Empire

Upon hearing Lin Yi's words, the chests of the Beijing soldiers below the high platform rose and fell rapidly, and their breathing became heavy.

It was obvious that these Beijing soldiers were truly angry.

Thinking about it, it seems reasonable. After all, none of the soldiers who can enter the Beijing camp are elites selected from various armies.

Here we need to talk about the composition of Daxia's military power.

First of all, Daxia's military structure completely copied the structure of Western countries. With platoon and company as the smallest military unit, there are companies, battalions, regiments and divisions above, a total of five levels of military units.

There are 32 people in a platoon, one platoon leader and one deputy.

There are 115 people in a company. In addition to two company commanders, one sergeant and one deputy, there are 17 company headquarters officers.

A battalion has four companies, plus a guard platoon, and battalion officers, a total of 510 people.

A regiment has three battalions, plus a guard company and its regiment-level officers, a total of 1680 people.

As for the division-level army, there is no fixed number. When it is small, a division may only have 9000 people, but when it is large, it can reach [-] people.

The size of the new division that Zhao Xu assigned to Lin Yi reached [-] people, which could be said to be a top-notch configuration.

Of course, if Lin Yi wanted to recruit according to the top [-] people, he could do it. Zhao Xi didn't care about this at all.

In addition, Daxia also has some militia groups and other semi-civilian and semi-government-controlled armies.

These people usually follow the orders of the local government. They are small in scale, and the largest ones are only at the level of a cadre.

Most of the officers inside are children of powerful local families.

In Lin Yi's opinion, these people are a group of unstable factors that must be resolved once they are freed up.

Military power must be returned to the imperial court!

Lin Yi looked at the many soldiers under the high platform who were eager to try, but suppressed their silence. He knew that they were afraid of his identity.

"What? Don't you even have the courage to stand up? How dare you call yourself an elite like this? I feel ashamed for you!" Lin Yi looked contemptuous.

"Your Majesty, I'm not convinced when you say this!"

As soon as Lin Yi finished speaking, a sturdy soldier stood up.

"Mo Shoucheng! If you say anything nonsense again, get back quickly!"

As soon as Mo Shoucheng stood up, his direct company commander immediately scolded him. As he said that, he wanted to go up and pull Mo Shoucheng back.

"No, let him say it!" Lin Yi stopped the company commander, then walked down from the high platform and came to Mo Shoucheng.

"What, you're not convinced?" Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng.

"I'm just not convinced! Although the prince has a noble status, the glory of our capital camp cannot be tarnished. It was all fought by our brothers with swords and guns!"

"Even if you are the prince, you can't!" Mo Shoucheng looked at Lin Yi with determination.

"Oh? Really?" Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng and said slowly: "If you want to be respected by others, you must have strength."

"I respect the brothers from the previous Beijing camp because they were able to go to the battlefield and kill enemies for the country. However, respect is not the same as recognizing their strength."

"My lord, do you think you are better than my brothers in Beijing?" Mo Shoucheng glared at Lin Yi.

"I'm not thinking, I'm just stating a fact." Lin Yi argued in the same way.

"If you don't believe it, you can choose ten people to compete with me. If anyone among you is stronger than me, I will apologize immediately and admit that the brothers from Jingying are the strongest. How about it?" Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng .

"Okay! I wonder what the prince wants to compare?" Mo Shoucheng looked at Lin Yi's provocative eyes and said firmly.

"Modern soldiers on the battlefield are nothing more than marksmanship, bayonets, fighting, and long-distance attacks."

"As soldiers of the Beijing camp, these are your daily training, right? In that case, let's compare with these!" Lin Yi looked at Mo Shoucheng and stretched out four fingers.

"Okay! But my lord, are you sure you want to compare with these?" Mo Shoucheng looked at Lin Yi with suspicion. He felt that Lin Yi was completely comparing his own shortcomings with his own strengths.

"Sure, what? Are you scared?"

"I'm afraid, I'm afraid of hurting the prince." Mo Shoucheng chuckled.

"If you can hurt me, I will ask your Majesty to take credit for you! The prince will testify to this." He pointed to Zhao He on the high platform.

"Brother, this..." Zhao He hesitated a little. He was also afraid that Lin Yi would be injured.

"Brother Xi, believe me." Lin Yi turned around and showed a confident smile to Zhao Xi.

Seeing Lin Yi's smile, Zhao Xi suddenly felt at ease and said to Mo Shoucheng: "As a witness, as long as you can defeat Prince Rui, I will ask my father to take credit for you."

"Thank you, Your Highness!" Mo Shoucheng thanked Zhao He before looking at Lin Yi.

"I wonder what the prince wants to compete with first?"

"Let's start with a long-distance attack. It's about five kilometers from here to the south gate of the capital. Let's run from here to the south gate of the capital, and then run back from the south gate. Whoever comes first wins." Lin Yi thought for a while, and faced Mo Shoucheng said.

"Okay!" Mo Shoucheng nodded, then turned around and called ten people's names from the crowd.

The person whose name was called by Mo Shoucheng immediately stood up.

Lin Yi looked at the people who were named. They were all strong men, and they seemed to know that they were elites.

"Have everyone been selected?" Lin Yi asked, looking at Mo Shoucheng and the people he selected.

"You've chosen." Mo Shoucheng nodded.

"Okay! Let's start." Lin Yi said slowly.

"But it's so boring just running like this. Why don't we add some spice?"

"What does the prince want to do?" Mo Shoucheng was a little confused about what kind of medicine Lin Yi was selling in the gourd.

"Soldiers are rushing to the battlefield, they can't be empty-handed, right? Come here and get some sets of brothers' equipment!"

"Yes." Fang Zhong nodded behind Lin Yi.

Soon eleven complete sets of soldiers' equipment were brought over.

Without saying a word, Lin Yi took off his court uniform and put on the equipment of an ordinary soldier.

This included a backpack, bullets, bayonets and a Lymington rifle. The whole set of equipment weighs almost ten kilograms.

Lin Yi put on his backpack, put on his rifle, jumped on the spot, and then nodded with satisfaction.

"I'm ready, we can start now."

After hearing Lin Yi's words, Mo Shoucheng and others nodded, indicating that they were ready.

Sun Han, who was appointed as the referee by Lin Yi, was riding a war horse and prepared to run with them the whole time.

Zhao Xi raised a pistol, pointed it at the sky and pulled the trigger.

As Zhao He's gunfire rang out, Lin Yi, Mo Shoucheng and others ran out.

Mo Shoucheng and the others sprinted the entire distance from the beginning, while Lin Yi followed them leisurely, breathing and pace very well.

But the distance between him and Mo Shoucheng was also widened. However, Lin Yi was not anxious at all. He firmly believed that he would be the one who had the last laugh.