Chapter 572 571. Maxim! I order you, rush! - Additional update for "Huo Zheng is good" brother [1330]

On the morning of the second day after the main force of the Cadman People's Army settled in Shadow Valley, Major Ron got up early and led the soldiers to complete the early morning assembly in accordance with the military orders of the Pioneer Corps. After simple training and task assignment, Major Ron

Then he received his share of breakfast.

Judging from mainland standards, the training level of pioneering legion soldiers is very high.

Their daily training intensity is much higher than the general level of this era, but at this time, Major Ron, holding a bowl of oatmeal and a few bagels, looked helplessly at the open space in the valley. The training of the People's Army was still going on.

Woolen cloth.

Although they were just running circles around the platform, their neat formation and their mental state of occasionally shouting slogans while running made the major a little worried.

Although this was his first week of real contact with the Cadman People's Army, as an excellent soldier, he had already discovered the difference between the Transian Armed Forces and other armies, and served as a soldier under Governor Murphy.

It was definitely a very tiring task, and Major Ron found more than once that these guys' daily time was almost filled to the brim with various duties.

Their soldiers only have a few hours of free movement every day. The rest are either training or sorting out endless housekeeping. Even after dinner, special personnel will gather the top soldiers to teach them basic grammar and explain the army.

Regulations.

This habit has been solidified over the past few months, allowing these soldiers to form a habit, and even when they transcend the swamp, they will conduct such learning activities in the camp.

Although not every big-headed soldier likes this kind of life, living in this collective allows even the lazy person to develop a very self-disciplined lifestyle in the eyes of others.

Major Ron certainly knows the significance of literacy among soldiers.

That means that the commander's orders can be implemented very well in most cases, and it also means that soldiers can find a relatively decent job after retirement. The intake of knowledge makes soldiers no longer ignorant.

Just like Marshal Loren's famous saying, when soldiers truly understand the definition of loyalty and glory, they will instinctively pursue those supreme qualities.

But this is what Major Ron can't understand.

Transia's standing army is too small in number. Under the background of the Black Disaster, ordinary lords have already begun recruiting young men.

According to the "custom" before Transia, the ratio of temporary soldiers they deployed during war could even reach a terrifying five to one or even three to one, and this ratio has remained at a relatively high level for the past hundreds of years.

, this is also the main reason why the people of Transia are so tough.

In this place, if you don't fight, you will really die!

Governor Murphy now has nearly 300,000 people under his command. Even at a ten-to-one ratio, he can still gather an army of 30,000 people. However, the army in front of him stopped growing after it reached 3,000 people.

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Murphy and his generals seemed to be deliberately controlling the size of the army. They maintained this "small but elite" model and spent several months setting complicated regulations and iron-clad rules and disciplines for the army.

Major Ron, who was eating bagels, admitted that these 3,000 people had already caught up with the "Marshal's Guards Brigade", the elite backbone of the Pioneer Legion, in terms of training level alone. In normal confrontations, these 3,000 people could achieve very dazzling results.

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But the problem is that when facing an enemy like Black Calamity, 3,000 people are simply not enough! Unless these 3,000 people are all Super Saiyans who can shake their fingers and transform.

So, what does the seemingly ambitious Governor Murphy think?

With such doubts, Major Ron walked into the headquarters they were assigned to, intending to discuss the choice of artillery positions with Fraser. As soon as he entered, he saw his superior lying in front of the table writing something.

"What are you writing?"

The major went over to take a look, but as soon as he looked at the opening, he was startled. He said:

"Isn't it? Are you writing a suicide note now? Are you afraid of scaring Count Lyon to death? You are the only son he has!"

"It's better to be prepared, lest you don't have time to write this down when the time comes."

Fraser didn't care.

He waved his hands freely and said:

"Wait a moment until I finish writing this paragraph."

"You won't die at all. Your father sent four silver bodyguards here to prevent you from doing stupid things. Even if we are all besieged on the front line, I guess your father will spend a lot of money to hire powerful guys to save you.

Out."

Major Ron crossed his arms and said jokingly:

"Maybe they will hire a golden man. Your father can definitely do such a thing, and you are a little too cautious. Although Marshal Loren asked us to participate in actual combat, we also have the right to retreat when things cannot be done.

We all know the defense line built by the Transians and understand the significance of its existence. Therefore, if you plan to fight to the death here, it only means that you are not a qualified commander."

"I understand, but we can't predict the accident or which one will come first tomorrow. This is a saying I heard from those Transian warriors, and I think it makes sense."

Fraser smiled, stopped writing, and with the guards behind him busy cleaning up the headquarters, he turned to look at Ron and asked:

"So you came with questions, right? Tell me, what are you wondering about?"

Ron and Fraser had a very good relationship in private, especially after having one of the four men's strongest irons in the Swamp War. Ron no longer concealed some of his thoughts in front of Fraser, and he expressed his doubts.

Once again, Fraser shrugged and revealed the secret:

"That's the backbone!"

"Um?"

The major was a little confused, so Fraser continued to explain:

"The last time I was in Transia, I happened to catch up with Governor Murphy asking General Maxim to form a people's army. At that time, their establishment was only 300 people. They were the elite selected from all the survivors at that time after two rounds of screening.

You know, Transia is the favorite recruiting ground for all generals.

Any healthy man in this place is a very good soldier. Their folk customs are tough and not afraid of battle. However, Governor Murphy adopted the strategy of 'selecting the best from the best' when establishing his first army.

He did not blindly pursue numerical advantage, and the original 300 people were the backbone of the current 3,000-man army. They adopted the model of "veterans leading new recruits". Each veteran is a node in the army's command system. During an expansion

After that, it only took a month or two for the combat effectiveness of this army to basically take shape.

So I have reason to believe that this army is also the backbone selected by General Maxim.

With them as the core, after another expansion, Governor Murphy will have an elite organization and training that is no less than that of the pioneering army.

You have also seen their training methods and high degree of organization, which proves the excellence of this way of building an army. I have written a report on this and sent it to the pioneer fortress. I believe Marshal Loren is also interested in it.

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"Okay, your explanation is interesting, but it still doesn't allow me to understand their mentality at this time."

Major Ron frowned and said:

"3,000 people can hold this valley, but that's all. The Maginot Line used for the decisive battle cannot be held by 3,000 people under any circumstances.

Expanding and building an army also takes time. Once the Jackal army comes to the border, where will Murphy and Maxim find the time to reorganize?"

"No, you are wrong. Such rapid army building will definitely cause problems in other places, but not in Transia!"

Fraser's expression also became serious and he said:

"Don't forget, the workers working on the Maginot Line were formerly prisoners and soldiers sent back to Transia from Nordtov and us! They have been trained and have a military foundation, and I went to the defense line construction site

As I saw above, the Transians used a military style to manage those workers.

They screen out "positive reform elements" among the workers and give them good treatment. They are using this method to build defense lines and select available sources of troops at the same time.

The two are done simultaneously.

Moreover, the proportion of veterans among Transian civilians is frighteningly high, and they also organize militia training in various villages.

You have seen it with your own eyes. Those are the reserves who can be deployed on the battlefield at any time.

Although their arsenal is simple, they have begun to mass-produce bolt-action firearms that we think are low-power but reliable in quality, coupled with the continuous assistance of weapons from the Kingdom of Nordtov.

Once these 3,000 people withdraw to the defense line, I am sure that within half a month at most, the army under Governor Murphy will take shape!"

"What a ghost!"

Major Ron felt his scalp numb, he stamped his feet and said:

"How did these vampires become so good at fighting overnight? I heard from my father that the Blood Eagle Clan only focused on cultivating armed blood servants before, and their military system was very rotten. Could it be that Governor Murphy was there?

Did you pick up a strange military book somewhere?"

"This is not the way of the Transians, Ron. They must have borrowed an efficient and complete army-building system from other places to hide their troops among the people."

The colonel shook his head and said:

"Your observation skills really need to be improved. You have obviously been to those places with me, but you have not discovered the secret hidden secrets of the Transians.

That's not okay, Ron.

We are the eyes of the king, and we must collect the information that the king wants to see."

"But that's not right either!"

Ron still had one last doubt. He scratched his hair and said:

"The premise for the Transians to build an army is that these 3,000 people must go back alive to serve as the backbone of the new army. With the intensity of the Black Disaster, unless General Maxim voluntarily abandons this valley before the main force of the Black Disaster arrives, but"

"Of course they can go back, although they may not necessarily be 'alive'."

Fraser said quietly:

"Have you forgotten the 'specialty' of Transia?"

"Um?"
To be continued...