At the hour of Mao the next day, the big drum on the First Army's parade ground was beaten.

The officers came to the playground one after another, all of them were in dishevel, some were yawning; some were cursing; and more were complaining.

After they returned home last night, many of them spontaneously gathered together to discuss matters related to the Heavenly Book. They all agreed that the Military Lord was a messenger sent by Heaven, a true Heavenly Master.

They were both happy and worried about this.

The good news is that following the Heavenly Master, there is a bright future ahead.

What I am worried about is that, just as the military leader said, the days of comfort will be over and hardships will begin.

There is no training without hardship.

What's more, the military commander is a heavenly master, and his training methods are naturally different from those of humans, so it must be very difficult.

Therefore, all the officers were very concerned and were very nervous about going to bed, fearing that they would accidentally oversleep. Some of them even did not sleep all night.

Zhang Shixun stood straight in the middle of the playground, without saying a word.

Behind him stood Gao Yanei and the clerk.

Gao Yanei was wearing a military uniform, rubbing his sleepy eyes, looking listless.

He had rarely gotten up so early since he was a child.

After three drum beats, Zhang Shixun loudly ordered: Military judge, call the roll!

The military judge was temporarily replaced by the clerk. Upon hearing the order, he did not dare to neglect it. He came to the messy team with the list in his hand and called out the names loudly.

After the roll call, the result was surprising: no one was late.

There are no fools in the world. These military ruffians all know that the rafters that stick out first will rot first, and no one wants to be the rafter that sticks out at this time.

Zhang Shixun turned around and ordered Gao Yanei, "Gao Du Yu Hou, have them form three rows horizontally. From left to right, they will be: First Battalion, Second Battalion..."

"Okay! I'll go right away." Gao Yanei rubbed his hands, ran to the front of the team excitedly, and began to organize the queue according to Zhang Shixun's orders.

Although there were not many officers in each battalion, only about twenty or so in total, and all the officers in the First Army were only about a hundred people, it still took a long time to barely get the formation in place.

Although these guys are so-called officers, they look sloppy. If they were not wearing the standard Red Army uniforms of the Song Dynasty, they would be no different from ordinary people.

Obviously, none of them had received formal military training.

In the first few days after Zhang Shixun took office, he inquired in the military camp and learned that the Song Dynasty army also had a set of methods for training troops, including training in sitting, lying, and formations, but there was no unified standard. The training was relatively rough, and as long as it did not look too messy, it was considered a pass.

The most common training for the Northern Song Dynasty imperial guards were formations, such as square formation, circular formation, sparse formation, cone formation, goose formation... and so on.

Zhang Shixun decided to copy the training methods of new recruits used in later generations.

There is a large amount of information stored in the main computer for his reference. He can just pick out a set of training plans for new recruits and copy them.

"Everyone, listen up. I, Zhang Shixun, as the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the First Army of the Right Wing of the Tianwu Army, hereby declare that training for the First Army will officially begin today. Officer training will last for one month, and all troops will be trained for three to six months. The specific training period will depend on the training situation."

The officers listened quietly, no one dared to speak.

"Now, let's start with the military posture." Zhang Shixun said, glancing around and emphasizing, "Pay attention, I'm talking about the military posture... Can anyone tell me what the military posture is?"

There was complete silence, and no one stood up to answer.

"Military posture is the basis of all military movements..."

Zhang Shixun spoke eloquently, from the importance of military posture to the standards of standing military posture, demonstrating as he spoke.

"Now, follow me... Stand with your feet slightly apart, legs straight. Pull in your stomach, chest out, head up, eyes looking straight ahead, shoulders back. Keep your legs straight and clamped together like pillars, feet gripping the ground tightly, as if you're about to crack the earth..."

The officers followed his example and began to do the same.

"Pay attention and keep your eyes fixed on the front without looking left or right. Even if the wind is blowing up dust, do not blink."

Zhang Shixun walked to the front of the line and corrected their posture one by one: "You, and all of you, are too loose. You need to pull in your stomach and lift your hips, making your body as strong as steel. Otherwise, your waist will be weak and your body will not be straight... In short, you need to stand upright like a pine tree."

Seeing Gao Yanei standing in front, looking around with a smile on his face, Zhang Shixun glared at him and said, "Gao Du Yu Hou, why don't you practice?"

"I want to practice too?" Gao Yanei asked, pointing at the tip of his nose.

"Aren't you an officer of the First Army?"

"I am the chief military officer and one of the military commanders."

Zhang Shixun sneered: "All officers and soldiers of the First Army are the same. Whatever is required of the soldiers, the officers must do first."

"oh!"

Gao Yanei didn't dare to talk nonsense in such an occasion, so he had to stand obediently in front of the team.

Zhang Shixun walked over to help him correct his movements. Gao Yanei muttered softly, "It's just standing up straighter, everyone can do that."

Zhang Shixun slapped him on the back and said sternly, "Stop hunching over and stand up straight!"

Gao Yanei felt so much pain from the slap that tears were almost coming out. He wanted to get angry but held it back.

His father Gao Qiu repeatedly told him that when he arrived at the training ground, he must obey Zhang Shixun's command in everything, not talk back to him, and not show any temper, otherwise he would be beaten with a military stick.

"And your belly, why is it so big? You're not a pregnant woman."

Zhang Shixun slapped his big belly again.

Gao Yanei was furious: "I'm fat, so my belly is big."

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