The carriage stopped outside Shenzhou City. Most of the people in the car got off the car and rushed to their own way. The rest of the people went to Shulu County to travel. Seeing the travel companions disperse on the same road, they felt quite lonely.

People in later generations could not imagine the obstruction of this era. A businessman who seemed to be traveling around the world would not be able to obtain the amount of information received by an otaku at home for a day of watching news. Similarly, the strangers they met in their lives were probably not as many as those later generations met in a week.

Even Wang Yi, who had seen the "big world", was a little depressed when he watched the carriage go away, until the excitement brought by his trip to the station completely diluted this inexplicable reluctance.

Hu Er took Wang Yi to the camp, first went to the camp department to register for Wang Yi, sign and seal it, and then took the order issued by the quarantine officer to go to the warehouse to get individual equipment.

Although Wang Yi was a sergeant, he still belonged to the soldier class. In the Ming Dynasty, a society with distinct classes, he obtained a bright helmet decorated with bright red tassels, two sets of natural linen middle clothes, two sets of big red fat jackets, a pair of cotton armor decorated with iron sheets, a belt, and a coconut scoop.

Ambassador Ku is a third-level non-commissioned officer. After distributing the basic equipment, he mechanically cared for: "Be careful not to drop the three guns on the Ming helmet, otherwise he will be fined half a month's military salary. The belt will be replaced every six months, so don't use it too much. If the coconut scoop is broken, come and get it. This is not a lot of money. What weapons do you use?"

"Gun." Wang Yi said simply and clearly.

Ambassador Ku swept his eyes on Wang Yi's shoulder, pulled a spear with an old bamboo pole stick from a pile of spears, handed it to Wang Yi, and said, "Look at whether the spear head is damaged, if it is not enough, sign for it. Will you use a bow?"

"No." Wang Yi answered, lowered the four-foot-long gun to check whether the gun head was sharp and whether it had a rolling blade. He saw that Curry had a long spear with a wooden stick, and was very satisfied with the fact that he could get this gun. At the same thickness, the old bamboo stick gun was more solid and durable, more tough, and extremely lightweight.

"If you don't know, I won't give it." Ambassador Ku drew forks behind "one bow with one force", "two strings", "thirty big arrows", "bow insertion", and "arrow insertion".

"Your military post is... the deputy flag captain?" Ambassador Ku looked at the information of the person receiving the list. He curled his lips helplessly and said, "Wait here." He put down the list and went into the warehouse. He suddenly heard him say loudly to the people inside: "If the deputy post is equipped with a regular post, will the waist knife be worthy?" The person inside whispered something, and saw Ambassador Ku step out quickly with a stern face, muttering: "With a knife is not worthy of a flag, and if a knife is not worthy of a flag..."

Wang Yi looked at a pile of six-foot-five-inch (about 2.1 meters) long swords, and his face twitched, "I am a spearman, and I also use such a long sword?"

"Back behind." Ambassador Ku said impatiently: "This is for Long Knife Hand and Musketeer."

Wang Yi crossed the long sword and saw a four-foot-long waist knife behind him. He finally breathed a sigh of relief. Although he couldn't use the sword, he knew that the waist knife in the army was a symbol of status, and only military chief officers above the flag captain were included. When he arrived at the camp, he changed it to a sword.

"Go to take a shower first and then change your clothes, so as not to break down in three or two days." Ambassador Ku saw that Wang Yi was fully equipped and handed over the weapon list: "Sign to receive it."

Wang Yi signed his name obediently, came out with Hu Er and asked in a low voice: "I didn't offend him, why should I shy my face?"

"Fortunately, I didn't offend him," Hu Er also whispered: "In the future, you will have to deal with him if you get weapons. Let's go to the bathhouse to take a shower."

Each department has its own bathroom. Each bureau has its own toilet and cannot be mixed. Because it is a military camp, civilians cannot come in. All the things that are fetched water and feces are done by auxiliary soldiers.

Wang Yi always felt awkward to write his own number on the toilet, but he had to admit that it was indeed easy to distinguish and would not make a mistake.

When he arrived at the bathroom, Wang Yi sighed again that he was a rustic bun in the city.

The bathroom here not only has faucets like the New Guard, but also has small houses. It is made of all pine wood, and the combination is covered with cement and is airtight. The floor is paved with wooden boards, and the dark red flame can be seen from the gap. There is a kiln room with coal burning next to it. Just above the kiln room is a slightly red iron plate.

"What's this for?" Wang Yi said as he wanted to go in.

Hu Er grabbed Wang Yi: "This is a steam bath place, which can only be used by officers and people from the jujube pit team. We cannot enter."

Wang Yi said oh, but he was still very interested in steam bath. He stood under the faucet and let the warm water wash it, but he was still thinking about how to wash steam bath and how it tasted.

After a moment, a team of strong men broke in, each of them a head taller than Wang Yi, and his figures were two big ones from Wang Yi. Hu Er whispered beside him: "This is the jujube pit team."

Wang Yi watched these strong men enter the steam room in groups of three or five, and suddenly there was a sound of hissing water vapor inside. Soon, wisps of water vapor emerged from the cracks in the unsealed door.

"Will this kill people?" Wang Yi asked.

"I haven't steamed it before," Hu Er shook his head in disappointment, "I heard that it was made by His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. Anyway, it seems that those people are very comfortable. Alas, it's good that I can be an officer at any time."

"Not a non-commissioned officer?"

"A non-commissioned officer is still a soldier when he reaches the top." Hu Er sighed: "But look at me, the training is not less than you, and the allowance is less than you."

Fire soldiers were originally of the same class as auxiliary soldiers. Later, the auxiliary soldiers expanded their enrollment, which was weaker than those who were eliminated as fire soldiers in the old guard camp, so the fire soldiers naturally rose and were included in the ranks of war soldiers. Although their true nature was the same as the war soldiers, the war soldiers also had subsidies, such as the rattan player's allowance, followed by the commanders of each rank, the spearman, the pillman, and even the flag-and-drum players, but the subsidies for fire soldiers can almost be omitted.

"Do it well, and you'll be promoted to a serious soldier in the future." Wang Yi comforted and sighed casually: "It would be great if I could be promoted to an officer soon."

...

"All deputy officials at all levels are transferred to officers, and they are granted military ranks according to their actual military positions. They go to the recruit battalion overnight to provoke troops!"

In a side room in the Grand Governor's Office in Jinan Prefecture, Xiao Mo finally got the full set of approval documents and could enter the last step of expanding the battalion: to challenge the troops.

As the first large-scale expansion force, of course, we must take this good opportunity to pick out all the good seedlings among the recruits. This is not the time to talk about comrades. If the main force is loose, it will be doomed in the future. Maybe it will be demoted to the inspection department at any time.

Speaking of the Inspection Department, this institution is really a little transparent in the Ming Dynasty armed forces sequence.

This institution was founded before the first year of Hongwu. At the beginning, it was not only a local armed force, but also an administrative power, similar to the armed police force with expanded functions in later generations. It began to be mass abolished and eventually became an armed force belonging to the prefectures and counties without administrative power.

These inspection departments are often located in high-level cities, checkpoints, one county, or several county. The soldiers are all local villagers, forming archers, responsible for capturing robbers, fleeing troops, and sometimes suppressing local riots and rebellions.

As the Donggong strategy deviates to Shanxi and Henan, the troops originally stationed on the Jiaodong Peninsula must move to defend the western Shandong area. This makes the Jiaodong armed forces vacuum and must be filled without affecting their combat effectiveness.

So Zhu Cilang thought of the Inspection Department.

The new inspection department is still under the leadership of the prefecture and county, and retired soldiers are given priority to positions at all levels.

Nowadays, there are only soldiers and officers who have retired due to injuries, so if you want to strictly train and build this local armed force, it is naturally not a matter of success.

However, the soldiers of the inspection department no longer use locals, but active soldiers.

Those soldiers who were eliminated in the recruit battalion could apply to be transferred to the inspection department if they were unwilling to be auxiliary soldiers. Although they were not enough to fight as strong soldiers to kill the enemy, it was enough to wipe out the remaining bandits in a stable rear.

The subsequent change of power of county-level yamen also made Shandong in October 17th year of Chongzhen lively. The days that were once gloomy and depressing seemed to gradually fade away, and a new world slowly unfolded.

ps:
Chapter completed!