The Wudang Feijun camp was not located on the north bank of Mianshui, but was across the river from Mianshui City on the south bank. The reason for this is that the Qingqiang tribes, the Guli tribes who moved to Mianshui County, were all placed on the south bank of Mianshui.

Since they were recruiting soldiers from among them, the general camp was set up on the south bank for convenience. Moreover, these Qing Qiang soldiers were mostly the main laborers in the family. There is no war now, so they can farm and work nearby to take care of their families.

"Ping meets the Duke." Outside the camp gate, Wang Ping led the generals and schools of all sizes to welcome Yang Qing's arrival.

Yang Qing quickly helped him up and smiled and said, "General Zijun, you and I are old friends, so you don't have to be so polite."

When he was in Nanzhong last year, Yang Qing had a crush on Wang Ping, a famous general in the future, and he also cooperated with each other on the battlefield, so the relationship between the two was quite good.

"The Lord of the Mansion is a superior official, and he dare not abandon his etiquette." After hearing this, Wang Ping's expression obviously became much more relaxed, but he still said respectfully.

Yang Qing knew that he was not concerned about his personality and continued, "General Zijun, why not introduce the heroes of Wudang Feijun to me?"

Wang Ping responded and introduced his subordinates one by one. In fact, many of them, Yang Qing had known each other when he was in Nanzhong. Guliza, whom he had met the day before yesterday, was among them, and the old acquaintance, Budi, the number one warrior of the Guli tribe, was also among them.

After the introduction, Wang Ping introduced Yang Qing to the Wudang Feijun's barracks. Walking along the road, he saw that the entire barracks were extremely tightly built. Although the soldiers were all Qiang people with poor discipline, they now looked decent under Wang Ping's training these days. The scattered scene that Yang Qing had used to in the South China did not appear.

Wang Ping's tent was in the middle of the camp. Everyone entered the tent and took a seat with guests. Soldiers had already brought tea, fruits and fruits for everyone to enjoy. According to the plan, Yang Qing had to inspect the army today, but Wang Ping and the others had to prepare, so they asked Yang Qing to take a break in the tent first.

Yang Qing also took this slight to ask about the current situation of Wudang Feijun: "General Zijun, how many soldiers are there in Wudang Feijun?"

"At present, my Wudang Flying Army has more than 4,600 soldiers. It is expected that three or four thousand people will be recruited by the end of the year, and then the 10,000 troops will be fully organized by the beginning of next year." Wang Ping replied.

Prime Minister Zhuge will go north to Hanzhong early next spring. At that time, this great military genius will personally train the Wudang Feijun and set up the commander of the Wudang Feijun.

Although Wang Ping was the head of the Wudang Feijun, he, the general, was not at a high level and could not be the head of this army of more than 10,000. However, in history, Wang Ping was appointed as Wudang Supervisor by Zhuge Liang because of his outstanding talents and achievements. Of course, this is a later story.

It is just right for Wudang Flying Army to be fully equipped next year. Yang Qing understood this naturally and nodded and said, "So that's it. Wudang Flying Army has become a backbone, and half of the army has been built. Thanks to General Zijun, you!"

"I dare not take it seriously. This is because the Prime Minister has a good plan. I just do things according to the rules." Wang Ping waved his hand and said modestly.

"I don't know how the soldiers are trained? The Qiang soldiers are not familiar with the official system, so I'm afraid they are a little difficult to manage, right?" Yang Qing said with a smile.

Wang Ping also smiled, thinking that Yang Qing's words were about to come to his heart. He sighed and said slowly: "I'm not hiding the lord of the palace. Most of these Qiang soldiers are not accustomed to Wang Hua, are arrogant and aggressive, loose and unconventional. At first, the camp was in chaos and caused many troubles, which made us and the generals and schools very disturbed. Fortunately, after several months of training, the soldiers understood the rules, and now they can barely say that they can follow the orders."

"Haha, the Qiang soldiers are brave and fierce, and are not afraid of death. They are their strengths and weaknesses. If they can achieve strict military discipline and uniform military formations, I believe their combat power will reach a big step."

Wang Ping also agreed with this and said with a smile: "The Lord of the Fu said very well."

"Report to General, the soldiers have already assembled at the school ground." As he spoke, a captain reported.

Wang Ping nodded when he heard this, stood up and fisted to Yang Qing and said, "Mr. Fu, the army is ready. Please come to the schoolyard to read it."

Yang Qing also stood up and looked at the people in the tent with his sword: "Okay, then please come with me to see the style of Wudang Feijun."

"No." Everyone bowed and replied.

Although the Wudang Flying Army was not very long, Wang Ping was good at governing the army and was able to share the joys and sorrows with the soldiers. In this way, the Qiang people have a great morale. Although Wang Ping's military orders are not as good as those of the arm and fingers, and they are carried out as soon as they hear the orders, the rebellious Qiang people now have a bit of the official army in the military.

When he arrived at the school ground, thousands of Qiang soldiers had already arranged their arrays. Wang Ping led the way in front and led Yang Qing to the high platform. Wang Ping did not speak nonsense, waved the order to start the inspection with a wave of the order flag.

"Okay, General Zijun's soldiers are really well trained." Yang Qing said with satisfaction by pointing at the sergeant below.

Wang Ping said modestly: "The Lord of the Fu is too rewarded, and this is all the credit of everyone." After a pause, he said: "The Lord of the Fu is good at governing the army and has heard of all the people in Shu. Fortunately, the Lord of the Fu comes to Wudangfei's camp today. Ping is trying to ask the Lord of the Fu to ask the Lord of the Fu to train soldiers. I hope the Lord of the Fu is willing to give him advice."

"Haha, General Zijun trained these Qiang soldiers so well, how could I have any better way?" Yang Qing said: "But Yang does have some simple opinions in his heart. If the general and everyone else don't dislike me, I would like to say something."

Wang Ping and others hurriedly said, "Please give me the order."

"I dare not take the orders, but I am just a few stupid and straightforward words. You can take a closer look at them." Yang Qing said: "These Qiang soldiers moved from their hometowns to Nanzhong for a short time, so they will have doubts in their hearts. Therefore, I hope that you can clearly distinguish between rewards and punishments and fairly enforce the law. This will not only attract the hearts of the Qiang soldiers, but also make the families behind them feel at ease, so that they can help the court to win the hearts of the Qiang people."

Although Yang Qing said this in front of everyone, he actually said it to the Han generals among the crowd. Wang Ping was ordered to form the Wudang Feijun and did not come alone. He also brought a group of middle and lower-level officers as the backbone of the establishment of the army. Therefore, Yang Qing did not want these Han officers to discriminate against the Qiang soldiers, so he specifically advised him.

"Other point is to suggest setting up a literacy hall in the army to teach the Qiang soldiers to learn Chinese characters. The Wudang Flying Army general is the country's economic system army. All the military orders are written by the Han army. The Qiang soldiers, especially the Qiang generals and generals who do not recognize Chinese characters, will affect their combat effectiveness.

Besides, the Wudang Flying Army must cooperate with other troops in the future. If the military order is not conveyed smoothly and the war is misleading, it would be bad. This is all my simple opinion. General Zijun and you think it is suitable and can be adopted. If it is not suitable for the army, you can just smile and pass it."

Wang Ping bowed and bowed, clasped his fists and said, "The words of the Lord of the Fu are very reasonable. He always only cares about practicing martial arts formations. He is indeed negligent about these aspects. Fortunately, the Lord of the Fu is reminded, so he will not be confused."

Wang Ping really listened to the two points Yang Qing said, especially the second point he taught Qiang Bing to be literate, and he was extremely convinced. After all, he suffered some losses in promotion because he was illiterate, so he fully agreed with this point.

After a review, Yang Qing felt that Zhuge Liang had chosen Wang Ping as the leader of the Wudang Flying Army. These Qiang soldiers were able to form three simple formations: marching, attacking and defense. It can be said that the Wudang Flying Army has initially formed combat power.

"General Zijun, please stay, so I will say goodbye first." Outside the camp gate, Yang Qing turned over and said with his horse, clasped his fists.

Wang Ping led a man to bow and said, "Greatly send me the Lord of the Mansion."

"In the future, I will always be in Mianyang. If the general is empty, you can cross the river and go to the city to look for me. Yang will welcome you." Yang Qing said again: "When talking to the general, Yang has benefited a lot."

"Don't worry, don't worry, go there."

Wang Ping was greatly moved. He was originally a surrendered general and was not a Han Chinese, so he could not recognize a few words. Therefore, in Ji Han's army, he was always cautious and cautious, and even felt inferior in his heart.

Now Yang Qing is a man of great importance to the king and the famous scholars, and the hope of making friends with Wang Ping can be said to be a good friend. How could he not feel good about such treatment?
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