The Sage of Confucianism and Taoism

After the run around the city was over, all the people from the three teams gathered together and walked back slowly, and finally entered the barracks of the first squad together.

One squad lived in a barracks, with bunks on both sides, and a large bunk could sleep eight people.

Thirty or forty people sat together in the room, chatting and gossiping, but it was summer, and the room was full of sweat and stench when there were too many people. All the soldiers didn't care, and Fang Yun didn't dislike it at all, because he was also one of them.

Fang Yun listened to the conversation of these soldiers and understood more why General Yu didn't let him change his name. The fear of letting the cat out of the bag was second, and the main reason was that this army was different from other places, with narrow channels for communication and a small social circle.

Soldiers in a team communicated frequently, and there were ten teams in a battalion, so there was less communication between different teams, and most ordinary soldiers in different battalions didn't know each other.

Fang Yun estimated that only the people in this battalion would know him more or less in the near future, and it would be difficult for other battalions to get news about him, not to mention other guards, and the possibility of spreading to the outside of Dinghai Army was almost zero.

The military is a place where competition prevails but also a place where the strong are worshipped. Now that Fang Yun has shown his strength, these people regard him as a descendant of the military strategist and quickly accept him.

Those sergeants and squad leaders are not afraid that Fang Yun will take their positions. They know that if Fang Yun wants to be an official, he can at least be a deputy lieutenant of the ninth rank, and there will be no conflict with them in any aspect.

Fang Yun knows more about macro aspects such as military tactics, military intelligence, and formations, but after all, he has never been a soldier, so he listened very carefully and understood the military camp from all aspects, because a very small detail may determine the success or failure of a battle.

These soldiers talked about everything, sea monsters, dragons, women, training, superiors, etc. It was like a variety of military situations unfolding in front of Fang Yun, and some of the details were very important for military tactics and commanding the army.

According to the routine, everyone should practice after three o'clock, but because they ran around the city, the three teams did not practice, and they kept chatting. After dinner, they gathered together to chat.

Because of Fang Yun, the powerful new recruit, the veterans were very happy. Fang Yun often asked about things he didn't know, which made the veterans talk endlessly, and some even argued because of different opinions.

It was not until after nine o'clock in the evening that some people went to bed one after another.

At half past five the next day, the morning bell rang, and all the soldiers of Yuhai Mansion got up one after another.

A group of big men wearing only underwear began to wash and brush their teeth. They were all strong and healthy, and the spirit of some of the boys was stronger than the blood and qi of ordinary demon soldiers.

After that, the three teams talked and laughed together and went to the canteen of the first battalion to eat.

At seven o'clock in the morning, all the barracks of Dinghai Army were empty. Tens of thousands of people lined up in a long line and ran outside the barracks. Jogging for an hour was a routine in the army. It was the best training method summarized by a semi-saint who was good at training soldiers three hundred years ago.

After jogging, the twenty battalions of Dinghai Army began to train different subjects.

Fang Yun's second guard and first battalion started training with weapons, and Fang Yun first practiced bows and arrows.

With the realm of Wen Dan, Fang Yun's control over his body far surpassed those soldiers. He never missed his target, and every arrow could hit the center of the bull's eye. There was no difference between shooting at a moving target and shooting at a fixed target. He had already mastered the archery of the six arts of a gentleman.

"Sharpshooter!" Everyone couldn't help but give a thumbs up, and even the people from other teams were secretly amazed.

Although archers always have to shoot, they also carry knives with them. Fang Yun practiced knives for another quarter of an hour. His knife skills were average, but after four times of talent initiation, his strength and reaction exceeded all the students, which attracted many people's applause.

After practicing weapons, they began to practice military formations. There were ten teams in a battalion. Under the command of the battalion school, they began to set up formations, or charge in a cone formation, or defend in a circular formation, constantly changing to deal with different situations and test the various abilities of the soldiers.

Half an hour later, Fang Yun's battalion and five battalions formed a guard and practiced formations together. The formation of 3,000 people was more complicated, and the soldiers often made small mistakes, but the comrades next to them kept reminding them to continue the formation.

Finally, the people of the third battalion cooperated with the Juren camp school to attack, which was close to the exercise. After each use of a large-scale war poem, the camp school would command the team to act.

Although Fang Yun was a soldier for the first time, he was more familiar with the formations and orders in the army than these veterans. He did not make a mistake once. Sometimes he even corrected the mistakes of the veterans next to him and told them how to understand the military formation. Fang Yun's words were easy to understand, and the veterans around him understood them as soon as they heard them.

"It is worthy of being the descendant of the military strategist!" Everyone admired him very much.

Now no one doubted that he was the literati model Fang Yun.

After the exercise, each team made a summary, and someone reported to Captain Shi about Fang Yun's teaching of the veterans. Captain Shi praised Fang Yun and asked everyone to have lunch.

The lunch break was long. After a short nap, more and more people came to the barracks of Fang Yun's first squad, and soon it became a place where nearly 50 people from the whole team gathered, which was rare before.

Unlike yesterday's casual chat, many veterans today asked Fang Yun questions about military formations. Fang Yun answered them one by one in the most popular and simple language. However, Fang Yun did not know some of the questions. After all, he had never encountered many situations. He wrote them down and said that he would think about them later and tell the person once he had the result.

Some people not only asked about military formations, but also asked about the use of weapons and the means of fighting the enemy in battle. Occasionally, discussions would be triggered and Fang Yun would hear useful things.

When he finished his rest at 3 pm, Fang Yun had accumulated more than 20 questions. Some of these questions were really unknown, and some required some time to think about.

The second round of drills was from 3 to 5 p.m., and Fang Yun participated in them while thinking about those problems.

Fang Yun discovered a problem in the army. The so-called military tactics or military books were all mastered by mid-level officers. Captains, squad leaders or sergeants could only read some military tactics by themselves at most, and often they were not very clear about the use of military tactics, mainly because no one explained them in detail.

"Now I don't know much about military training. When I have enough experience, I have to find a way to write a training manual for grassroots officers and soldiers, and use the simplest and most straightforward language to tell them how to do it, why to do it, and the consequences of not doing so, etc."

Fang Yun shook his head, thinking that it was not that those higher-level military strategists did not understand, but that they knew too much, because all kinds of methods were clearly written in military books, and everyone could read them, and the more powerful military strategists could even control the formation of soldiers, so they didn't care about the ideas of grassroots soldiers.

"There is a lack of grassroots military education. If military education is strengthened in the army, perhaps more military strategists will emerge."

Fang Yun took advantage of the night rest to go to the military library to find books on military training and read them carefully. While memorizing, he can also form new books in the world of strange books.

The role of military books is very wide. For example, the "Ten Formations Volume" in "Sun Bin's Art of War" can control the formation of a million troops once the power is released, so that each soldier appears in the right place, which is enough to increase the strength of the entire team by 20% to 30%, which is of great use.

The formation is the highest realm of military tactics, and there are very few formation military books.

When it was close to midnight, Fang Yun left the library and rushed back to the barracks. Nearly fifty people from the third team were already standing in front of the door. After a while, Captain Shi appeared and led everyone away. Finally, he met up with other people from the first battalion at the gate of the barracks and accepted the blessing of a Jinshi's poem "Changwu".

Under the night, 500 people from the first battalion left the Dinghai Army barracks, left the East Sub-City, and began patrolling.

Yuhai Port in East Sub-City is an important place in Jing State. Yuhai Mansion is too big, and the port has left the coverage of Yuhai Mansion Holy Temple. Although the port is guarded by Daru Zhenwen, Daru Zhenwen will not attack small monsters in the distance, so there are often river monsters and sea monsters harassing near the port.

The monsters at the level of monster generals are still rational and will consider the gains and losses before taking action, but those monsters and monster soldiers are of low intelligence and always want to eat people, which makes the human race very headache.

The existence of the patrol team is to prevent monsters from accidentally entering and harming people, or discovering potential dangers. After all, the monsters have many ways to deceive Daru Zhenwen in a short time.

The camp of 500 people is divided into ten teams. Before separating, Jin Yingxiao asked everyone to cheer up, because Li Wenying went to the Yangtze River to kill monsters a few days ago. According to convention, the river monsters will retaliate against Yuhai Mansion. This behavior of attacking the state army instead of civilians will not cause Li Wenying to retaliate personally.

The ten teams are dispersed, and each team is half a mile apart, so that if any team has problems, the nearest team can find it.

The night at the seaside was dark and quiet, with occasional sounds of waves hitting the shore or washing the beach. Ordinary soldiers held torches, while the students had night vision and could clearly see everything around them.

The east side of Yuhai City was the East China Sea, and the south was the Yangtze River. The patrol camp of 500 people patrolled the shore between the East China Sea, the Yangtze River and Yuhai Mansion.

According to the order of Jinying School, everyone paid more attention to the Yangtze River side, after all, it was the revenge of the river monsters rather than the sea monsters.

The night was deep, and after two hours, in the increasingly cool sea breeze, the soldiers' spirits were worn out and they lost their initial vigilance.

Hong Cheng on the side was no longer as serious as before, and smiled slightly to Fang Yun: "What, are you still used to patrolling in the middle of the night?"

"Not bad."

"Have you killed a sea monster?" Hong Cheng asked.

"I have killed river monsters, but not sea monsters. Generally, sea monsters are more powerful than river monsters, right?" Fang Yun asked.

"Of course. We know you are powerful, but sea monsters are different. Don't be scared. There are two or three hundred sea monsters at a time. It is difficult for our three battalions to deal with them. Can you do it?" Hong Cheng said.

Fang Yun knew that Hong Cheng was using provocation, and smiled as he looked at the East China Sea and said, "Sea monsters are also monsters. There is nothing to be afraid of. Eh? Is that sea monster over there? No!"

Everyone turned their heads and saw three layers of huge waves rising from the sea and rushing towards the shore, one layer higher than the other, and each layer of huge waves was dozens of feet wide and dozens of miles long. There were densely packed river monsters standing on the huge waves, not sea monsters.

In the center of the monsters, a huge dragon head appeared, and the head alone was about the size of a house.

"Not good!" Hong Cheng and many people immediately took the official seal and red document to tear it up to warn.

However, an invisible force separated the inside and outside of Yuhai City, and then everyone found that the world had changed, and they were actually standing in Yuhai City, but the buildings in the city were all translucent.

"Mirage!" Many veterans screamed involuntarily, their faces pale.

"It's over, we're dead! It must be the Dragon King who came."