"yes!"

"Sir, aren't you going to look elsewhere?" Jack on the side asked me, "The Second Regiment is facing off against six field regiments today!"

"I won't go there today." I said, "Helt should be allowed to manage it by himself. It would be bad if I go too much."

"Why?" Jack asked.

I smiled and said, "An army is like a person, it should have its own combat style. Although the development of style is multi-faceted, the commander's factor plays a very important role in it. Haiert and

My personality is different. Of course he will ask me about everything when I go there. The two completely different command styles will make it difficult for the soldiers to understand and adapt. Do you understand what I say?"

"I understand!" Jack nodded, "I really want to see the combat style of the Third Regiment earlier!"

"It's almost time." I said, "By next month, we will be able to compete between the two wings!"

As we talked, we arrived at the training camp. The entire training group, more than two thousand people, was waiting for us in the open space in front of the regiment headquarters.

I didn't dismount and went directly to the front of the queue.

"Stand at attention!" the star officer on duty shouted, "Hello, sir!"

"Hello, sir!"

"I know you are worried about your own life, and I will tell you now that your destiny is closely related to one thing." I took out a small "V" shaped red cloth strip from my arms, "This is it.

"

"This little thing is the symbol of a non-commissioned officer, and it is the purpose of your coming here! What is a non-commissioned officer? A non-commissioned officer is a soldier who is smaller than an officer and larger than a soldier!" I said, "If you take another step forward in the position of non-commissioned officer, you will

Become a real officer! Do you understand?"

"clear!"

When they heard about such a good thing, their answer was much louder than the greeting they just said.

"I have prepared two thousand such symbols for you!" I continued, "As long as you train seriously and meet my requirements, you can sew them on the arms of your military uniforms! Go and serve as squad leader!"

There has never been such a thing. Slave soldiers can become officers, and they are truly officers who can manage soldiers! Of course, they still don’t know that non-commissioned officers are not officers, but they are better than ordinary soldiers!

Looking at the eyes of the soldiers, some of them still couldn't believe this was true, so I called a Guards officer.

"Speak loudly and tell me your age, your race," I said to the officer, "and how you became an officer!"

"Yes!" The officer turned to face the soldiers, "Sand people, joined the army of the Dark Province at the age of twenty-six. Ordinary soldiers, because of their outstanding performance in battle, they entered the Governor's Guards. After completing training years ago, they were promoted to second lieutenant officers!"

"You all heard it clearly! All my officers are promoted from ordinary soldiers." I said, "There are no natural officers in this world, only natural idiots! Are there any idiots here?"

"No!" Obviously, no one wants to say that he is a fool, even slaves.

"Now, the Second Regiment is preparing for a large-scale confrontation training. I want you to watch carefully." I saw that the time was almost up, so I gave the first order, "Write down everything you saw! At night

it works!"

"yes!"

The second regiment's training today is a field battle on the plains, and both sides are now lining up to prepare.

The instructors of the training group were carefully selected by me. They erected dozens of wooden boards among the soldiers, drew battlefield maps on them, and explained the meanings of the various patterns one by one.

A horn sounded, and the confrontation of the second wing began!

"Look carefully." I stood in front and explained to them, "No matter how big the scale of the battle is, apart from the trebuchets and magic attacks, until the deadlock is broken, only the soldiers on the front line are fighting."

"And if one side cannot hold on at this time, the other side will break through the defense line and fall into a passive situation of internal and external fighting. If the remedy is not timely, the other side will seize the advantage and be divided and surrounded." I pointed to the battle line and said, "

After being surrounded, the various units lost contact, orders could no longer be conveyed in time, and soldiers could not be mobilized freely, so they fell into a bitter battle..."

For non-commissioned officers, what is needed is not only combat skills, but also the ability to understand the superiors' intentions and stable psychological quality. In a battle involving thousands of people, the psychological quality of the troops is the most important. The defeated side is the first to collapse.

What is lost is often not the battle line, but the psychology. A smart commander will first start with the enemy's psychology, and will not be stupid enough to fight with the opponent's troops to the death.

The soldiers are very serious. Their eyes are wide open and their ears are straight, for fear of missing a detail. Although they still need to go a longer way to achieve something, who dares to say that among these guys, they are the most serious.

There is no chance for a few generals or even marshals to appear?

In addition to giving them on-site explanations, I also have to analyze various battle cases for them at night. At the same time, I also need to manage the entire legion... I am so busy!

It wasn't until the training regiment sent away the first batch of qualified non-commissioned officers that I breathed a sigh of relief and could focus on other things.

This batch of more than 2,000 freshly trained non-commissioned officers brought unparalleled impact to the Ninth Army. When the soldiers saw their former companions returning in high spirits, not only did they not lack anything, they also had more on their arms.

A bright red sign. Although he is not wearing an officer's uniform, he is already taking care of things like a dog!

It is true that human nature is inherently base. Inferiority and arrogance are particularly prominent in slaves. In the past, soldiers never dared to think that they could change their status, but they saw their companions who were slaves like themselves.

After success, everyone immediately thought that they could do just as well, or even better! They began to compete with their peers with red eyes, and tried their best to express themselves on various occasions, so much so that for a period of time, there were fights in the legion.

The number of people increased sharply, and the business of the Military Law Office was booming again.

I don't have time to care about these things. I have to go through my head every day to get supplies. After successfully "borrowing" things from the transportation team several times, the Ministry of Munitions has ordered that all transportation teams should not come within five hundred miles of the Ninth Army.

, and for the Ninth Legion, which lacks horses, the distance of five hundred miles is the limit of troop mobility, and the distance further is called marching.

Fortunately, we have almost enough supplies at this time. Now the one complaining is the equipment captain, because he has no weapons and armor at all.

As soon as he complained, the troops stationed around the Ninth Army were in bad luck. Whether they were passing by or stationed for a long time, as long as they were less than 30,000 troops, no one could escape the fate of being robbed by the Ninth Army. They were often robbed by the Ninth Army.

When I woke up, there were already soldiers of the Ninth Legion standing next to me. As soon as I made a gesture with the knife, it was called Tuo Tuo Tuo. If I hesitated for a moment, I would be slapped and fisted...
Chapter completed!