As for singing, it must be a military song. The Beiyang Army has its own military songs, but the lyrics are written by literary masters. The officers don’t think anything. The soldiers’ cultural level is not high, and they feel the twists and turns when singing it for a long time. The officers said that military songs are not very useful, and singing military songs are not very useful. Wang Maoru smiled confidently and said, “You are very wrong. In this way, I will teach you a few simple and easy-to-sing military songs. After you teach you, you will teach the soldiers below. Now I will teach you four songs, “Returning from the Target”, “One, Two, Three, Four Songs”, “Blood-stained Style”, and “I am a Soldier”. These four songs are all songs written in vernacular. The lyrics are easy to understand and the melody is simple and clear. I am not afraid that the soldiers will not remember them.”

The officers looked at each other. In addition to writing, the general can also sing?

Wang Maoru cleared his throat and began to sing. The tunes of these four songs are simple and easy to learn, and there are no complicated lyrics to memorize. After a while, all the officers learned it. However, since the original lyrics were not the content of this era, he also changed the lyrics of "I Am a Soldier" such as "I Am a Soldier" with content in later generations.

I'm a soldier

From ordinary people

Come to the military camp and become a soldier

It's my life to defend my country

I'm a soldier

Love the people

Hey! Hey! Hey! The gun rod is tightly held

Chinese civilization taught me

Brave and firm

Can see clearly with your eyes

The enemy dares to invade

Decisively eliminate him

Although the change is beyond recognition, the meaning of the lyrics does not allow soldiers to call for time travel. In particular, Chief of Staff Zhu Yongquan praised repeatedly: "The chief is talented and can be called China's No. 1 musician." Deputy Brigade Commander Li Pinxian also praised: "It is not only the first Chinese musician, but also the first East Asian musician."

Wang Maoru smiled but didn't say anything and pretended to be eggs for a long time. He was very good at both soldiers and generals, because he traveled through time and received more equal education in later generations, and used the method of winning people's hearts with big sticks and carrots. This is different from the paternalistic management of most old troops in this era. Wang Maoru never physically punished his officers. If he was not capable, he would be transferred from his position and he would curse him when he was angry, but if he didn't scold him, his officers would be anxious.

He often inspects the army at night, covers the soldiers who lift the quilt, chats with the soldiers, and goes to have dinner with the soldiers. Or encourages them when their actions fail to meet the standards. At this time, the soldiers often have greater motivation.

Gradually, more soldiers became familiar with this tall commander, knew that he was the brigade commander of the General Shangwu General, and also knew that he was quite kind to his soldiers. Wang Maoru went to the army and taught them to sing military songs, such as "The People Who Are We Soldiers". While he taught him to sing, he told the soldiers why they joined the army, not just for the six eagles every month, but also to defend the territory of the Great China and leave thousands of miles of land for their descendants, and not to be a small country and a small people to survive in the world.

It really convinced the soldiers not only that he cares about his subordinates, but that he can share the joys and sorrows with his subordinates. He also participated in this military training and did not worse than any soldier. When he appeared among the recruits in the gray Beiyang Army uniform, the officers in charge of the training were scared. Who dared to train the brigade commander? Wang Maoru said angrily: "You are so timid, why do you have to be my soldier? You must treat me equally. If you don't dare to train troops, just sweep the toilet for me."

"Zha!" The squad leader was still a bannerman. He even shouted "Zha" in a hurry, which made people laugh at him. The squad leader hurriedly said, "Yes, sir."

The garrison brigade has a large amount of training and the food is also good, so it ensures the physical strength of the soldiers, which makes many people who cannot even eat meat eat meat every day for the first time. The soldiers also have oily faces, and the news brought back to their families is that they celebrate the New Year every day in the army. People in this era suffer more than a hundred years later. Naturally, they have to endure hardships even more. The various rules and constraints in the army seem to be happy in the eyes of the soldiers. Wang Maoru underestimated the hardship spirit of people in this era. For the poor who have been eating vegetables since childhood, sometimes the harvest is not good, and they have to go hungry during the New Year, as long as they honestly complete the tasks assigned by the squad leader in the army, they have to eat meat when they eat. What a happy thing.

After a month of military training, it was time to pay military salaries. The salaries were paid by the General Affairs Office, which also made the soldiers happy, because the Beiyang Army stipulated that the main force of the Beiyang was eight yuan per month, but including food and wear expenses, only five yuan was deducted from the soldiers. The border army was even smaller. The military salaries of the border soldiers were six yuan, and only three and a half yuan to the border army. The others were deducted, and in some places, only one yuan was given because they were to respect the superiors. Wang Maoru's military salaries were actually six yuan, and there was no deduction of a penny, which was more than the regular Beiyang Army.

Among them, some people from the old army wanted to bully the new recruits from the new recruits. Wang Maoru was not polite and asked the military captain He Anding to capture them, shot them in public, and informed the soldiers of the brigade that the military pay was the soldiers' life money. Anyone who took away other people's life money would take away someone's life. This move suddenly shocked the bad trends in the entire army, and no one dared to ask the new recruits for benefits to get military pay.

What Wang Maoru didn't expect was that when the military training of the recruits began this month, Uraji, who claimed to be a literati (the descendant of Nalan Rongruo), ran over and joined in the fun, insisting on participating in the training, saying that his ancestors were fighting the country and were once named Batulu, and he had the blood of warriors in his body. In addition, his two brothers were not very promising, so he should come out to get some fame and fortune. He followed Wang Maoru because Wang Maoru became a sworn brother, so he was so arrogant and cheerful. He also said: "We brothers, I will block bullets for you when I go to the battlefield in the future."

Wang Maoru was amused and cried, and said, "I'm not afraid of eating bullets, because I'm afraid you can't stand the pain. They eat whatever I eat, and what I do. I do, they must do it. At the same time, I do it, they must do it. If you come to me to exercise, it's really not fun."

Pu Ji said anxiously, "I don't believe it anymore. My descendants of Batulu are not as good as these local buns. Come on. Our uncles from the capital are all good." Instead, he took out the aura of the Beijing men. Pu Ji found several more partners, all of whom were ruined. Wang Maoru couldn't help but sneer in his heart when they saw them sleeping and smoking big smoke.

Sure enough, after two days, these Eight Banners' children could not bear the hardship and all ran away. Only Uraji alone persisted for a week before he said whether he could change to a relaxed job. How could I train them as an instructor? Uraji is really a funny guy. You are a person who knows nothing. How can you be an instructor? Besides, what should you teach as an instructor? Wang Maoru said you go back to Beijing and open that commercial investigation company. In the future, I need it. Uraji said what needs it is. Wang Maoru said, "I don't believe that I will be the president one day when I fight to Beijing."

Uraji was so scared that he almost sat on the ground after hearing this. After a while, he said, "Brother, if you become the president... I am not the president's brother?" He jumped up and said, "Okay. I know what my company does. I will do this job for you!" After that, he was so happy that he went back.

However, during this month of military training, some lazy soldiers could not bear the hardship, mostly from the old army. Zhu Jie, the captain of Huairou security team, was one of them. He ran to Wang Maoru personally and said that he was too old in his thirties. Besides, there were eighty mothers in his family who were hungry for feeding. Even if he participated in the 11th Garage Brigade of the Border Army, he could not let go of Huairou's family. After going north, who would take care of the family? Wang Maoru smiled and said, "Brother Zhu, don't worry, I won't make things difficult for you. I will take care of you." After Zhu Jie left the 11th Garage Brigade of the Border Army, he received a notice from the county magistrate. Wang Maoru recommended him to the Zhili governor Cao Kun to recommend him to be the police chief of Huairou.

Zhu Jie was full of joy and came to Wang Maoru with the money to be grateful. Wang Maoru smiled and said, "It's better to buy me some meat and send it to the army. The soldiers in the army were once your robes, and I don't lack money. But in the future, I will have some things to bother you. Zhu Jie immediately said: "Every time General Shangwu has something to do, just talk." Wang Maoru said nothing important, there are deserters in the army, and you need your assistance in arresting. Zhu Jie said that there is no problem and that subordinates will do it properly.
Chapter completed!