The rain was getting heavier, and the gun-teaching ceremony of the teaching camp continued on the main stage of the main campus.

The heads of each battalion have been appointed, and the appointments of each team are coming to an end.

During the storm, Di Lie's voice was still so clear: "...... Student Yan Qilang, practiced the examination and evaluation: Liang; killed three enemies in this battle; total score: Liang. He is now graduated and appointed as the fourth capital team of the First Infantry Battalion (because there are only two teams in each capital, so he is named A and training B). Yan Qilang, came to the stage to receive the gun."

Yan Qilang responded loudly, then stepped onto the stage in a straight military posture as straight as a pine tree, saluting and receiving the gun.

Di Lie's lips were moved suddenly and asked: "Student Yan Qilang, I remember that you failed to pass many times in the training of cliff diving, and even was eliminated for a while. Now let me tell me, why did you finally overcome your inner fear and defeat yourself?"

Yan Qilang, this young man who looks less than twenty years old and is a little thin, holds a gun on his chest and is stretched straight. He lets the heavy rain pour his face, his eyes straight ahead, his voice loud and powerful: "Report to the chief instructor, for glory, the glory of the soldier!"

"My third brother is a big-headed soldier with a tattoo on his forehead. He died five years ago, during the Battle of the Great Song Dynasty to conquer Liao, under the iron hoof of the Khitan dog in the former Liao Kingdom. He died for the country, but he got nothing. There was no pension, no embrace, no settlement fee, and even no bones left... He was a soldier. He died bravely on the battlefield like a soldier. But he did not receive any glory he deserved, like a dog. Silent and worthless..."

"And now, in Tianping Village, I have become a real soldier. I don't need to tattoo my hand. I have five acres of military fields, three meals of rice and meat, and excellent armor. I don't have to kneel down when I see the official, nor pay the land tax. I can straighten my waist like a pole at any time. All of this is because I have become a soldier. I am an elite member of the military leader. I will never defile this glory. Just like what the female gentlemen said in the night school, "There is nothing big in the world except death." I am not afraid of death, so why fear the high cliff..."

This time, it was not only Chen Gui. Even Zhang Jiao gasped. They even saw many sensitive people among the old royal officials watching, with different expressions of anger, surprise, shame and silence on their faces.

"What a Di Lie, a night school..." Chen Gui murmured, "These people are my Song Dynasty people. They are farmers, merchants, soldiers, and craftsmen of my Song Dynasty... The court cannot cover everything and implement the kindness to any specific people... Therefore, once there is an unfair thing, they will inevitably be resentful and resentful. Our highness has just taken advantage of this gap in the court and used some ignorant common people's dissatisfaction with the court. He even amplified this emotion. He cleverly used a night school to let the soldiers read and instill thoughts - the thoughts he needed. In this way, over time, the people will eventually be disloyal to their homeland... This person is really a prince. Otherwise, how could he come up with such a plan to cut off the firewood from the cauldron..."

Zhang Jiao also smiled bitterly: "I remember when I opened a night school, letting these big-headed soldiers learn to read and study, and invited many women to teach, I didn't know how many of us were secretly ridiculed. But I didn't expect that this thing was so useful... Hehe. I, Mr. Zhang, have gained some knowledge..."

I have to mention here that Di Lie’s identity is somewhat strange. Di Lie said that he was a survivor of the Han Dynasty and a prince from an overseas island country. This was recognized by Empress Zhu and was affirmed in front of the children of the royal family and officials. Therefore, Di Lie’s identity as his nobleman was confirmed.

However, if you think that Di Lie has a prince's sign, those officials, scholars and ordinary people will wag their tails at him, look flattering or careful, it would be outrageous. In the eyes of these officials and scholars of the Song Dynasty, the island country called "Taiwan" that Di Lie mentioned is probably like the small tyrant countries around the Song Dynasty, such as: Zhen La (Cambodia), Boni (Malaysia), Ma Yi (Philippines), Siam (Thailand), etc., and it is not even as big as those smaller countries, such as Dali, Yue Li Dynasty, and North Korea.

The Song Dynasty, which had just been destroyed by the Jin Kingdom, was the richest and most civilized country in the world at that time. This kind of wealth and civilization would undoubtedly attract many small foreign countries around them, and admire the heavenly kingdoms in the form of tribute.

The people in Bianjing City dare not say anything else. As the capitalist (think about the current capital people, even if they sweep the streets, they are afraid that there will be fewer heads of state they have seen? That aura is probably better than civil servants from other provinces), how could these envoys from different foreign countries such as Xiao Wang? At that time, the mentality of the people of the Song Dynasty was similar to that of the current developed countries in Europe and the United States. If you are an Arab prince, you are just a rich inferior person, nothing great. This is the mentality of a great country. An ordinary citizen dares to bare his teeth at the crown prince of another country.

Whether it was the officials and scholars of the Song Dynasty or ordinary people, in their eyes, a prince from a small foreign country was no more noble than a county magistrate of Xiaxian in their country. Fortunately, Di Lie also brought the tail of a "remnant of the Han Dynasty", proving that his family and the Song people came from the same source. Otherwise, they would be classified as those monkeys in the South China Sea, and they would not be welcomed.

It is precisely for this reason that the children of the royal family and officials, including the civil and military teams under Di Lie, shouted "Your Highness" one by one, with a respectful attitude and no fear - who would be afraid of a person at the same level as the eighth-rank magistrate?

In this way, is Di Lie's identity as a "prince" a useless person? It depends on whom. Although in the eyes of the Song people, the prince of the Fan Kingdom is not an unattainable figure, for the Song officials, you must have an equal attitude. No matter how small a small country is, it is a country. As a country above the heavenly kingdom, you cannot be rude. If you are an envoy, you must give the consent to the consent; if you are a prince, you must respect the crown prince. The size of national strength and personal senses are one thing, but the etiquette of diplomatic relations is another thing. In other words, even if you look down on others, you must treat them as the crown prince in a country on the contrary.

And this is what Di Lie wants. Otherwise, if you are innocent, why should you stand in front of us nobles, high-ranking officials, and high-ranking scholars? Di Lie is just a person rather than a god. He does not have the ability to challenge secular rules - at least not now! Therefore, an equal right to dialogue is very important to him. It is precisely because of this identity that these royal family members and officials and scholars are reluctant to do something under him under the persuasion of Empress Zhu. After all, they are also a little prince, and it is not a grievance to do things for him. As for the country whose country has been destroyed, only a bare prince is left... What does it matter? As long as they have that layer of gilded on their bodies, they are fine. Besides, we are not the same country to be destroyed? They are sympathetic and sympathetic, maybe they have a common language...

Di Lie's career is at its beginning. There are too many things to be busy with, and he can't find a way to identify the old and young men of the Song Dynasty. The current policy he has implemented for these people is to be stable first, and to apply it at the same time, and to remove the drought and preserve the essence. When the strength is enough, the talents are enough and the power is stable, then a major reshuffle is made for these people: those who are loyal and available, stay; those who are half-hearted are driven out; those who are ill-hearted will stay in their heads and throw them out.

Of course, if you want to do this, Di Lie will need more time to slowly digest the fruitful results he has achieved...

At present, there are only two people who can get Di Lie’s real value: Chen Gui and Zhang Jiao.

Chen Gui was a true Confucian scholar who was very loyal to the Song Dynasty in history. The reason why he was loyal to the Song Dynasty was not only because of his own personality and the influence of Confucian loyalty to the Confucian idea of ​​loyalty to the emperor, but also closely related to the environment he was in. Although Chen Gui was from Shandong, in another time and space history, he worked in the south throughout his life. He never set foot in Hebei, Hedong and Shandong, which were plundered and ravaged by the Jin people. He did not have the deep despair of "looking at the king's army in the north and not caring about the dust of the turbid tears", of course he would not be disgusted with that small court or even discontent.

However, now Chen Gui's fate has changed, will his loyalty to the Song Dynasty change? The answer is only time to reveal...

Zhang Jiao is different from Chen Gui. From the shocking thing he did when he served as the Cai Mansion in his early years, we can see that this person is the kind of person who is not bound by common sense, dares to think, speak, and do. I wonder if it is because of the same name as the rebel who sang the soul-summoning song of the late Han Dynasty in history, this Zhang Jiao was also a little restless. He didn't mind working for anyone. What he valued is whether this force has prospects and whether it can play his talents... It has to be said that if Di Lie did not intercept Zhang Jiao and let him be captured to the Jin Kingdom, he would be very likely to become an official in the Jin Kingdom in the end. In history, most of the officials of the Song Kingdom abducted by the Jin Kingdom eventually became the southern officials after the Jin Kingdom's sinicization...

Therefore, the officials and scholars of the Song Dynasty were in a state of disarray as the heavy rain in front of them, and all kinds of tastes were in their hearts. And the ceremony on the stage continued...

"College Dong Xian, training and evaluation: pass; one enemy was killed in this battle; total score: pass. Now he is graduated and appointed as the first leader of the 10th Capital Team of the Second Infantry Battalion. Dong Xian, come on stage to receive the gun."

Dong Xian is a big guy, young and powerful. In fact, this person is also quite famous in history and is a brave general who dares to fight and fight. Dong Xian in history is certainly not the mountain king in "Shuo Yue" with a "face as much as a pot, holding a crescent shovel" in "Shuo Yue". This person was born in the army and was preparing to hold the flag bearer under Guan Zhongyong for the former Jingxing Pass, with extremely strong arms. If it weren't for Di Lie's appearance, Dong Xian would have gone to the commander of Henan Prefecture Zhai Xing. At this moment, by chance, he came to Di Lie's hands, and believed that his future achievements would be greater than the history in another time and space. But at this time, Dong Xian was somewhat dissatisfied. He saluted meticulously, and after receiving the gun, he said loudly: "Report to the chief instructor, student Dong Xian, there is something unknown, can you ask for advice?"

Di Lie's pupils shrank slightly, interesting, he was a courageous guy. Then he simply said a word: "Say!"

"In the battle yesterday, I only killed one enemy. That's because I was not lucky, so I accepted it; but my training results are definitely not worse than Yan Qilang, and even surpass him... Why did I only get a 'super' in the exam?"

Di Lie didn't say anything, but waved backwards, stood at the point and quickly opened the oil-paper umbrella and sent a stack of materials over. Di Lie turned to one of them, looked at it for a while, nodded, and waved his hand to let the guard back down.

Di Lie met the fearless eyes and said in a deep voice: "Student Dong Xian, you are right. Your training results are indeed very good, almost all of them are excellent. In this regard, you can rank in the top ten for 428 people in the camp."

As soon as this was said, the students below suddenly changed their vision, becoming eager and envious. Dong Xian's chest became even more straight, and his two thick pectoral muscles were even more swollen and majestic under the thin clothes soaked in the rain.

"But..." Di Lie's expression was expressionless and his voice was like an ancient well. "Your cultural course was poor. Among the 428 people in the camp, you ranked in the top ten! You immediately pulled your total score to 'good'. What's more important is that you are the one who contradicted Guan the most! Well, in the teaching camp, your direct Shangguan is Meng Wei. It seems that you even fought, and Meng Wei was beaten up by you... Craftsman Dong Xian, what is the first article of the "Infantry Practice Regulations Manual"?"

Dong Xian's feet were joined together and said without thinking: "Soldiers take obeying orders as their duty!"

"Say it again!"

"Soldiers are responsible for obeying orders!" The voice almost roared, and even the rain was shaken by the momentum.

"Soldiers, as long as they obey orders, no matter whether they are right or wrong, they cannot question them. Have you done this?"

"Report to the chief instructor, no!"

"What do you have any other opinions on your training test?

"Report to the chief instructor, no!"

"Return to the team!"

"Yes!" Dong Xian stepped down with great strides, his face was like a mechanical one.

"...College Zhang Rui, training evaluation: passed; one enemy was killed in this battle; total score: passed. Now he is graduated and appointed as the fifth leader of the 18th Capital B Team of the Fourth Infantry Battalion. Zhang Rui, went on stage to receive the gun."

Zhang Rui, as his name is, is a young and strong man. When he came to the stage to receive the gun, Di Lie noticed that his little finger had broken apart. At this time, Di Lie seemed to remember that a cadet accidentally was bitten by a poisonous snake when he was fully armed in a training camp. As a result, he cut off his finger with a knife, hurriedly bandaged it, and continued to follow the large army on the way. Due to the exhaustion of this injury, and the infection of the wound several days later, it caused a high fever, which seriously affected the training performance of the student. Assistant Teacher Yang Zaixing once mentioned to Di Lie with regret that if it were not for this accident, the student could have achieved excellent results, and at least a good person...

"Student Zhang Rui, if you stop to rest and squeeze out the toxins, and then apply medicine carefully, you may not be able to keep your fingers. Then tell me why you have to cut your fingers decisively that day?"

"Report, the chief instructor said that in the battle, you must not be left behind by the large army. The soldiers who fall behind are the most likely to be eaten. Moreover, the Regulations stipulate that those who fall behind for more than 24 hours will be regarded as deserters. I will never want to fall behind, nor do I want to be a deserter. As a soldier, I should be brave enough to sacrifice. If I don't care about this body, why should I just take a single finger?"

"Well said!" Di Lie raised his arms and said loudly, "The military purpose of our new army in Tianping Village is glory, obedience, loyalty, and sacrifice. As long as you achieve these eight words, I, Di Lie, here I promise you that one day, I will lead you to the pinnacle of this era. You will become the world's most powerful army!"

This high-pitched and sonorous sound penetrated the gradually diminishing rain curtain and spread far away with the rushing clouds among the peaks.

The clouds are closed and the rain is stopped, and the new army is already formed.
Chapter completed!