Under the arrangement of Xiao Ruxun, the soldiers of the Ming Army got up early and began their morning training. This was not to show off, but to adapt to the local climate as soon as possible. For this reason, Xiao Ruxun ordered to increase the intensity of the soldiers' training. Every morning, they would run five laps around the barracks in groups. After sweating profusely, they would do spear stabbing and shooting training, as well as strength training such as lying on the ground and standing up, so that the soldiers would be sweating all over even when they were shirtless.
In addition, there were soldiers who specially chopped firewood to boil hot water for the training soldiers to bathe. The two groups of people took turns to do the training, and those who chopped firewood to boil hot water would do the training. Siam might be relatively poor, but it definitely did not lack water. Not far from their barracks, there was a river with a large flow, so it was very convenient to fetch water. After bathing and changing into dry clothes, the army went to have breakfast.
Therefore, the Siamese and Europeans could only watch the Ming Army do such strict training. When King Narexuan came, he also saw that the Ming Army was in full swing. The strong soldiers were shirtless, sweating profusely, and their bodies were dripping water all the time. When they stabbed with their spears, their momentum was earth-shattering. Every move and movement was on point. Those who dared not to do it properly and were lazy were immediately dragged out to run laps.
When the Daming Soldiers trained with marksmanship, their movements were very agile, especially the three-part shooting method. The daming Daming Soldiers were very skilled. The movements of loading bullets, aiming, igniting, and shooting were very smooth, and the hit rate was also very high. As soon as they closed their eyes and pulled the trigger, with a bang, the target was broken. Then, the second row, and then the third row.
There was also a large group of soldiers waving sabers and shields to practice with each other. Their movements were methodical and serious. You slashed and I blocked; you blocked and I slashed. There were even some troops who directly threw away their shields and slashed at each other. Their posture was simply as if they were going to kill their comrades. The general glanced at them sternly. If he saw someone who was not training seriously, he would pull him out and whip him, and then he would roll back to continue training.
Next to them, there was also a group of officers patrolling and shouting the slogan, "Sweat more in peacetime, less blood in wartime." It was really useful to encourage the soldiers' enthusiasm for training.
As the commander-in-chief of the entire army, Xiao Ruxun had to take the lead in order to gain the support of the soldiers. He also took off his shirt and rode a war horse with a long spear in his hand to fight with his personal general, Wang Hui. The two of them fought back and forth, and the soldiers cheered loudly at the side. They fought until Xiao Ruxun shot Wang Hui off the war horse with one shot and it ended. Then, Xiao Ruxun jumped off the war horse and panted as he pulled Wang Hui up. Then, the two of them and the soldiers used hot water to wash their bodies.
When the morning sun pierced through the clouds and shone on the ground, the morning drill of the Ming Army had ended. They took off all their clothes except for their underwear and threw them away. Then, they ran to the big wooden bucket filled with hot water and poured it on their bodies. They screamed while they were washing. Some even jumped into the big wooden bucket when they saw that the hot water was a little cold. This immediately caused a burst of cursing and more soldiers to follow suit.
After taking a bath and changing into dry clothes, the soldiers went to eat breakfast in groups. Before breakfast, everyone was required to drink a big bowl of salt water before they could eat breakfast. The busy morning was over.
When Xiao Ruxun and a group of personal soldiers were having breakfast, someone came to report that the King of Siam had arrived.
"Hahaha! Commander! "
The King of Siam did not wait for Xiao Ruxun to greet him personally. He ran directly to the place where the Ming Army ate breakfast. The Ming Army made a lot of Ming Army soldiers scramble to get up to greet him. Narui Xuan quickly told everyone not to stand up. When Xiao Ruxun saw him, he hurriedly went up to greet him. He comforted the soldiers along the way to eat breakfast and not to care about what was happening here.
"Your Majesty, you came so early?"
"Yes. If I didn't come so early, I would not have seen the magnificent scene of the Daming Heavenly Army training. Did the Ming Dynasty Army train like this every day?"
King Narui Xuan seemed to be very concerned about the training method of the Ming Army, as well as the strong military discipline and organization of the Ming Army.
Xiao Ruxun looked at the Ming Army eating breakfast and said with a smile, "They do not train like this every day. In order to let the soldiers adapt to the climate of Siam as soon as possible and avoid acclimatization, they increased the amount of training to let the soldiers get used to running and sweating in such a climate. They will be able to adapt to the climate faster. After adapting to the climate, they can be dragged to the battlefield to compete with the people of the Cave Martial Arts. Otherwise, if they are not acclimatized to the climate and get sick, they will directly lose their combat power, and there will be no need to fight anymore."
King Narui Xuan nodded.
"I see. However, the training of the Heavenly Army is really magnificent. I look forward to it. If the army under my command can also be trained like the Daming Heavenly Army, I think they will not be defeated by the people of the Cave Martial Arts so many times. As a result, I became a hostage and could not return to my country for many years."
King Narui Xuan had a desolate look on his face. He seemed to remember the unbearable days when he was a hostage in Myanmar.
However, Mang Yinglong was still good to him. He even let him receive military education from Portugal with the Myanmar royal family. He was also considered half a European student. The level of education he received was relatively high. No matter what, it did not seem like he was unbearable to look back. In terms of material resources, it should be enough. It could only be said that he was in mental pain, so he did not want to look back. However, now that he had brought up this matter, the reason and purpose were very clear.
He wanted Daming to send some sergeants who were good at training soldiers to help train the army under his command to increase their organization and combat power. This was because the equipment of his army was not inferior to that of the Ming Army. However, in comparison, there was a huge gap in their combat power. Other than the firearms troops, the combat power of the field troops was the greatest gap.
Under his command, the Japanese Ronin Army had the strongest field combat ability. However, the motherland of such an army had been utterly defeated by the Ming army, and the country was almost destroyed. With such a comparison, it could be concluded that the field combat ability of the Ming army was far superior to the Japanese army and the Siamese army.
Now, seeing that the Ming Army had gotten up so early to train and was in full swing, he seemed to understand why the Ming Army's combat power was so strong.
He also longed for a strong army that could help him restore the former glory of his country.
Xiao Ruxun pretended not to understand.
"The Dongwu people are really hateful. Not only did they invade Daming's territory, but they also bullied and humiliated Siam. They have no respect for the Heavenly Dynasty. It is time to teach them a lesson. Your Majesty, don't worry. This time, Daming's Heavenly Army is here. We will definitely let those mountain barbarians know what the Heavenly Dynasty is! If we don't destroy them completely, Daming will not return! Brothers, don't you agree?! "
"Yes!!!"
The shouts of the Ming Army were earth-shattering and deafening.
King Narexuan smiled rather awkwardly.
The morale of the Ming Army was high. They were well-trained and had elite combat power. There was no possibility of defeat at all. However, what he needed was more than that. He hoped that the Ming Army could send people to help him train the army!
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