The dragoons only had one horse and one horse. Unlike the lancers, they were given two horses. Even low-level officers were equipped with three horses, because the armor of the lancers was quite heavy, and not only were they equipped with armor, but also war horses were equipped with protective vests. The vests and human iron armor were added to more than 100 kilograms. Generally, one horse was riding, and the other horse came to carry armor. If they were an officer, they had to be equipped with more horses, because the officers had more items, especially the staff officers.

A large number of men were wearing military robes. Their armor and weapons were placed not far away. They usually had a waist knife. This was a saber for horse battles. It was sharp and narrow, with a long and long grip. The handle was protected. The hilt was long and straight and thick, which was conducive to slashing and could also poke. Generally speaking, the lancers would draw out the saber at any time when the cavalry was charging forward, or lined up in neat rows to poke and stab the enemy. When he was hedging, he could skillfully use long and short weapons and throwing weapons, calculate the distance and master the correct head. Whether it was a close-range piercing or a slightly longer throw, he could master it. This was a qualified lancer.

Because they were wearing heavy armor and mainly used cold weapons to fight, the lancers who lined up for food all looked big and round, and their heights were generally taller than ordinary people. After all, they were men who selected the essence. They used super high calorie standard food to supplement the consumption of hard training for many years. They were almost all strong muscles. With the unruly and superior eyes, many of the dragon cavalrymen who joined the queue with lunch boxes suddenly felt invisible pressure.

Seeing the dragon cavalry coming back with a dry eyebrows, Lu Si cursed with regret: "Damn it, won't you stare back?"

From the depths of his emotions, Lu Si still regarded himself as a member of the Lancer. He was born in the Lancer, trained hard in the Lancer, and grew up in the Lancer. Like those guys, he always felt that he was a member of the Lancer and the most elite soldier in the Hutchison Merchant Army.

But now he has passed the officer test and has become the company-level deputy commander of the Dragoon. He is still a partner with Zhang Yansheng. The two of them are in charge of the Dragoon in a company. They are affiliated with Yang Sixun's Sixth Regiment and are also elite regiments. Although they have not been able to transfer to the First or Second Regiment of the Guards, they are quite satisfied. It feels that the senior management of the military command recognizes the abilities of both of them.

The dragoons in front of him are now Lu Si's treasures. There are many new recruits among these guys. Lu Si looks at them like his son. Although he is only about twenty years old and is about the same age as many new recruits, he has been in the army for several years, and his life is not enough. Veterans either look at age or qualifications and experience. Lu Si trains these new recruits hard, but they also protect them like protecting their sons. They are Lu Si's treasures. They can play with them when they have nothing to do, but it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to bully them.

Under Lu Si's reprimand, the Dragoons began to look up at the lancers with their heads raised their heads. The lancers gave in a few steps. Their eyes were still a little joking, but they did not show too much. After all, the Dragoons in front of them also showed what soldiers should do. Although there were obviously some new recruits, there were also some very decent tough guys among the veterans. Some of them must have been on the battlefield and had their lives on their hands. That kind of fierce murderous aura could not be pretended to be in disguise.

Especially the deputy commander of the team leader, the lances kept glanced at him with their eyes and found that the other party was not a good person. Whenever there were eyes staggering, the deputy commander would stare back with fierce eyes. Several lancers were not convinced. After letting go of the dragon cavalry, they kept provoking the deputy commander with their eyes. A tall lancer kept looking at Lu Si's military rank, which was very simple. If he had not been concerned about Lu Si's military rank, he would have asked to fight Lu Si.

Lu Si smiled slightly, his hand stretched out to the buttons of the military robe. This is how the soldiers were. If they shrink in the face of provocation, his deputy commander's authority would go a long way.

Fighting is really not a sign of fear. When he was in the Lancer Corps, he felt uncomfortable all over his body if he didn't fight for a day.

"A dog-good eye-opening thing." At this time, a lancer soldier came over and tripped the lancer who was constantly provoking, and threw the other party into a dog's sucking.

The other party was not annoyed, touched the back of his head and said, "What's wrong with it in the hour?"

"That's what I often say about Lu Si. Just like my brother, I have been sipping a pot of rice for two years, and I have been with me until he was transferred."

Lao Zhong said cursingly, and walked towards Lu Si strode.

"Damn it, I haven't seen you for a long time."

"You bastard now speaks nicely, why don't you talk about pouring cold water on me in the middle of the night?"

Two old comrades stood face to face, saying one by one, and while speaking, they were greeting each other with their fists. Neither of them kept their strength. They punched them and made a loud bang. While grinning, they increased their strength and returned. This kind of punch-to-heart fighting style, if the two of them hadn't been reminiscing about the past, the people next to them would have thought they had met a life-and-death enemy.

Not only the dragon cavalry were dazed, but the lancers were the same. The lancers who had just provoked him felt very lucky. Lao Zhong was famous for his attack and resistant to attack. The commander of the dragon cavalry was not weak, and he could also withstand Lao Zhong's big fist. You know, Lao Zhong is an alien from a horse thief. When fighting, he is famous for being powerful among the lancers. Lu Si is not inferior to him at all. It can be seen that he is definitely an ordinary person. A group of lancers were surprised and grinned. Fortunately, Lao Zhong came here, otherwise the lancers would be embarrassed today.

"Okay, your kid is in his youth and strong age. Is it interesting to bully me?"

Old Zhong stopped first, looked at Lu Si squintly, and said, "It seems that the food in the Dragon Cavalry regiment is good, it's several laps bigger than when you left."

Lu Si also grinned. When he left, he had not yet grown in size. He had indeed become much stronger over the past year and was one head taller than ordinary people. This is because he kept training physical fitness, running and jumping every day, and had sufficient food and sufficient nutrition. Therefore, many young men who joined the merchant army in their teenage years can be much taller than ordinary people. It is a very simple thing.

Now young soldiers who have newly joined the Shang regiment army have begun to drink horse milk or goat milk normally. The Military Department expects that the average height of the officers and soldiers of the Shang regiment army may be more than one palm higher than that of the people in the mainland in the future, including the children in each trestle.

Zhang Han did not do this deliberately. Instead, the people below were more enthusiastic, because the generals and civil servants found that they could get stronger soldiers, so they were more concerned about this matter. After all, Hutchison only grasped the grassland now, and everyone felt that there would be more battles to fight in the future.

"Have you eaten?" Lao Zhong said: "I have a lot of food and good cigarettes. Let's talk while eating."

Lu Si nodded and said, "Okay, I'll go with you."

Lao Zhong is a company-level sergeant. He has no privileges in eating, but when he is busy, there will always be people who help to get food.

Although it was not time for war, the food was not bad. The cooking cart gave each person two taels of water to boil mutton, which was simmered and tasted better. Add a duck leg, an egg or duck egg, and the calories in the food were much higher than usual.

The energy and physical fitness of long-distance marching men and horses are consumed very well. The horse uses essential materials and the food of soldiers is much stronger than usual.

Hutchison's logistics work has always made everyone satisfied. For example, the food trucks along the way followed up, and the sufficient supply of grain and meat and eggs on each truck made the soldiers feel at ease. Whenever they continued to walk dozens or hundreds of miles a day, no one would worry that they would not be able to have food that night.

As the sun sets, everyone sits by the water or on the meadow, and the baggage soldiers are finished, gathering the war horses together. A group of soldiers take off their clothes and start swimming in the lake to play in the water.

Lu Si and Lao Zhong sat cross-legged and ate. After eating, Lao Zhong took out a cigarette box from his arms and handed one to Lu Si. The two of them took out a silver fire box, which caused the fire to ignite the cigarette. The blue cigarette rolled in. Lu Si took several deep breaths and praised: "It's indeed a good thing. I heard people say that there are paper cigarettes, and it seems that they have added spices. It's much better than the dry tobacco leaves."

"Good things are good things." Lao Zhong lay down half his head and said leisurely: "It's expensive, it costs half a piece of money."

Lu Si was surprised and said, "How many boxes do you suck in a day."

Lao Zhong held three fingers and said, "Three boxes a day are the least. We are still the internal price. We give outsiders a box and a monday silver. I heard that the Russians in the north buy ten boxes, and one tael of silver will be gone."

"You guys can save some money at least." Lu Si frowned and said, "I've got half of your salary for smoking in a month. You have other expenses, so I'm afraid it's not enough."

"It's almost done." Old Zhong Youran said: "Who is still trying to save money by paying for the monthly salary?"

"You said it was a share bonus?"

"Yes." Lao Zhong spitted a mouthful of cigarettes and said, "We are now a company-level sergeant. The annual bonus is equivalent to the military salary. I will not move this money. I will save it all so that I can manage our own manor in the future."

Lu Si smiled and said, "I'm afraid it's not enough."

"It's definitely not enough." Old Zhong sat upright. The sky was already dark, but there were burning bonfires everywhere. The firelight made his face red. Old Zhong said with a look of a sensation: "We have signed up. After fighting the Chahar battle, we will go directly to Taiwan. We will change our posts as a jumping warrior. There is a lot of need there. If there are not enough people, we will give priority to recruiting people from the Lancers."

"I'm willing to let go of the Lancers?"

"Of course, let it go." Lao Zhong said: "Taiwan needs it more. To put it bluntly, we have no opponents on the grassland. We say that we can't fight for the Donglu for a while, which is enough for King Zhou to train more lancers. We veterans, if we are willing to continue, we can do it, and we can also transfer it. When I go to Taiwan, I will definitely be the sergeant commander, but people said that the dividends there are several times more than here, and the minimum number is this a year."

The old clock raised his hand and shook it.
Chapter completed!