Chapter 71: The Flag Bearer Enters The grass under his feet was a little slippery, and the flagpole in his hand became wet and sticky.
What was even more uncomfortable was that the arrows hanging on the armor kept swinging up and down with the movement of his footsteps.
The arrow clusters that had penetrated the armor but were unable to move forward continued to cut people's skin and meridians as the arrow shafts swayed, one after another, endlessly.
Several times, Zhang Dingbian wanted to stop, pull out the arrows from his armor, adjust his boots, and then continue to charge.
There is more than one flag bearer in each battalion.
There is one more person and one less person.
In fact, the difference is not that big.
However, there was a familiar voice that was always lingering in his ears, "Camp Zhang, don't be distracted, follow the team" "Camp Zhang, don't be distracted, follow the team" "Camp Zhang, don't be distracted, follow the team" "Camp Zhang, don't be distracted" The battalion commander is responsible for only three hundred-man troops under his command.
His position is between the deputy 100-members of the original Tianwan Hongjin and the chief 100-members.
The word trainee is also added in front.
For Zhang Dingbian, who had once been a captain of ten thousand men, he was no ordinary talentless person.
However, he was neither a senior member of the Xuzhou Zuo Army, nor did he have any strong backers or connections.
As an outsider who had lost all his subordinates and was forced to join the Huai'an Army, this salary could not be considered low.
Moreover, according to the current rules of the Huai'an Army, all generals and commanders above the company commander must have gone through the training of the Jiangwu Hall.
If he went out to lead troops without passing this training, he was an exceptional promotion.
If he doesn't know what's going on, he may have to be sent to the Privy Council's new training camp to be responsible for instructing the auxiliary soldiers.
Therefore, after Zhang Dingbian was assigned to the 3024th Regiment, he did not show much dissatisfaction.
I usually get along fairly well with my superiors and colleagues.
It's just that it was difficult for him to adapt to the Huai'an Army's almost rigid fighting method.
But this did not trouble the deputy battalion commander and standing instructor Liu Shisan who had just returned from a short training in the martial arts hall.
The latter solved the biggest problem for him with just one sentence, "If you don't know what to do, How to do it depends on the red helmets and tassels around you."
Those with red tassels on their helmets are senior veterans.
In the Huai'an army, there is a very lame term for this, called sergeant.
They are also divided into several grades, with military pay that is far higher than that of ordinary soldiers.
However, he does not have the same command power as an officer.
He can only temporarily take charge when the latter is killed in battle.
In addition, there are many other benefits to being a noncommissioned officer.
If they are given priority for promotion, they may not be disposed of at will without being tried by a military judge above the regiment level.
After retiring due to injury, they will be given priority to hold important positions in urban management yamen at all levels.
According to the latest regulations, each non-commissioned officer will also be assigned a field corresponding to his rank to reward his merits.
So many special treatments are certainly enviable.
But it’s not easy to be a red helmet.
This position will only be awarded to veterans who have outstanding achievements and are loyal and reliable, but have not learned to read and write, or are not yet capable of becoming officers.
They have been in the army the longest, have the richest combat experience, and are most familiar with the Huai'an Army's various tactics and orders.
As long as there are three to five such non-commissioned officers in a company, the entire company will look outstanding.
If a battalion can have ten to fifteen senior non-commissioned officers, the entire battalion will be looked down upon by the superiors.
In wartime, they must serve as vanguards, and they will also enjoy various preferential treatment in terms of supplies of food, ordnance, and troops.
There are 17 non-commissioned officers at all levels in the second battalion of the 3024th Regiment where Zhang Dingbian is located.
Including his deputy Liu Shisan, who had just died in battle, he had also served as a special sergeant for a long time.
Unlike several other special-grade non-commissioned officers, Liu Shisan is more motivated and works harder.
It took almost a full year and a half to learn how to read and write, and he passed the assessment in the brigade and the short training in the martial arts hall, so he was promoted first, from a special non-commissioned officer to a deputy battalion, and also a standing instructor.
In the eyes of many people, the latter official title is more dazzling than the former one.
Because on top of regular teaching, one has to join the army at the regimental level.
Those who join the army and then advance to high positions will be brigade-level military officers, military-level political affairs supervisors, and regiment-level political affairs supervisors.
The person holding the last position can usually bypass the War Bureau and the Privy Council and report directly to the Grand Controller.
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He can even intervene in or decide on the appointment and dismissal of generals, and impeach generals at the same level as himself.
During the war, only after retreating to the tent, all powers were completely returned to the legion commander.
Therefore, most low-level generals and generals are relatively distant from their regular instructors or from serving in the army.
I'm afraid that if I have any mistakes, the other party will catch them and report them to me through the channels of the supervisory army, which will affect my future.
Those who join the army and serve as regular instructors often deliberately keep a proper distance from their peers, so as not to interact too closely with each other and affect their ability to perform their duties when necessary.
However, Liu Shisan, the standing instructor of the Second Battalion, is an exception.
Before he joined the army, he worked as a disciple of the Boat Gang for a period of time.
Affected by this experience, he had a strong charlatanism in his character.
After discovering Zhang Dingbian's extraordinary skills, they deliberately strengthened their relationship with each other.
It just so happened that Zhang Dingbian himself was not a scheming person.
Therefore, the two battalion commanders usually interacted with each other, and they quickly got along with each other like brothers.
"Captain Zhang, don't be distracted, follow the team."
Liu Shisan's voice sounded in his heart again, with a bit of anxiety and expectation.
"Don't be distracted, follow the team."
Zhang Ding opened his voice and repeated loudly, and at the same time, he adjusted his steps according to the movements of the red helmets on the left and right sides.
Separated by two brothers on his left is deputy commander Zhang Wu, whose helmet is scarlet and he also holds a flag gun in his hand.
Whenever the enemy blocking the road in front was defeated, this person would raise the flagpole and wave it vigorously from side to side so that the brothers behind could see the direction of the latest attack.
Separated to his right were three other brothers.
They were a special-grade noncommissioned officer named Zheng from the camp.
He was illiterate and gave him a headache when he read, but he was very clever.
Just by looking at him from the corner of his eye, he could keep pace with the deputy captain.
At the same time, he can free up enough energy to deal with the desperate mountain people who are outflanking him from both sides.
I saw this man suddenly shaking the flag, shaking the bodies of the mountain people blocking the way.
Then with another wave, the opponent was sent to the side of his own team, which was exactly the best position for a sword and shield player to draw his sword.
"Ah" the mountain man let out a very short scream and was knocked to the ground by the sword and shield hand.
Several other mountain men who risked their lives and rushed over were sent to the west with bayonets by other brothers on the right side of Zhang Dingbian.
The hot blood splashed and soaked Zhang Dingbian's helmet.
He felt that his tassel was starting to turn red, so he gritted his teeth and raised half of the flagpole higher.
This action boosted the morale of his own troops and also attracted the attention of many enemy troops.
Soon, dozens of feather arrows flew towards him, trying to knock down Zhang Dingbian and the camp flag in his hand.
However, most of the hastily fired arrows were swept away by the flag and disappeared.
Only a cunning fish slipped through the net and hit Zhang Dingbian's helmet.
A few sparks flew up and landed softly on the ground.
A brother next to him was not so lucky.
He was hit in the eye by a stray arrow and fell down screaming.
A certain soldier in the second row jumped out from above the wounded man's head without hesitation to fill the gap that had just been exposed.
The three-edged bayonet in his hand was pointed straight forward, and the tip of the knife, which had been treated with green vitriol oil, reflected the faint blue starlight.
"Free Fire Free Fire While Marching" Deputy leader Zhang Wu was enraged by the sudden rain of arrows.
He waved the battle flag and shouted a military order.
"Boom boom, boom boom, boom boom" messy musket sounds sounded, and white smoke billowed, blocking Zhang Dingbian's sight.
Without looking, with his eyes closed, he knew that the effect of this round of shooting would not be very good.
The rate of fire of the Suifa gun is much higher than that of the matchlock gun, but its accuracy is also lackluster.
Unless fired in formation, the effect on the target is usually limited to startling.
Sure enough, before the white smoke in front of him dissipated, another arrow shot through the air.
Most of them were blocked by helmets and armor as always, and they failed to cause much harm to the Huai'an Army brothers.
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But two or three of them still got what they wanted, shooting the brothers next to Zhang Dingbian into a pool of blood.
The brothers in the back row silently stepped over the wounded to fill the gap.
The regimental command flag and the battalion recognition flag on the right continue to flutter in the wind.
Caught between two battle flags, Zhang Dingbian did not dare to act too cowardly.
Continue to grit your teeth, hold the flagpole high, and move forward with steps.
Neither dare to be too fast nor too slow.
There were still other brothers behind him who fired back at the enemy with muskets, but the white smoke could no longer affect Zhang Dingbian's sight.
He saw a large wave of enemy troops, estimated to number between 500 and 700, coming around from the side of the hill, trying to block his way forward.
There were at least two to three hundred archers in the enemy's ranks.
In addition, there are hundreds of mountain people armed with various strange weapons, and everyone's eyes are filled with fear and hatred.
"We should stop, use sword and shield soldiers to protect the entire army, and then let the grenadiers blast them away."
Based on intuition, Zhang Dingbian came up with the best response strategy in his mind.
However, what reached his ears was another command without any wisdom at all, "Everyone, follow me and charge hand-to-hand."
"Hand-bladed charge" "Hand-bladed charge" Countless people on both sides and behind responded frantically.
The regiment-level command flag and the battalion-level identification flag were quickly pressed forward, and the two red-helmeted tassels took the lead and ran wildly.
"If you don't know what to do, just look at the red helmets and tassels around you."
Liu Shisan's words quickly echoed in Zhang Dingbian's heart.
He lowered his head suddenly, used his helmet to meet the arrows, guarded the central camp flag and pointed at the forward halberd, "Second Battalion, follow me, charge with a bare blade."
"Hand-bladed charge" "Hand-bladed charge" Countless robes roared in response, and the entire team suddenly accelerated, stepping over the corpses on the ground, facing the oncoming arrows, and rolling over the hills like the wind.
The feathered arrow fell, and more than a dozen soldiers fell to the ground.
The others turned a blind eye to the injured, and followed the habits they had developed in their daily training, following the battle flags at the front of the team, and kept accelerating and accelerating.
Mountains of swords and seas of fire will not sway
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