Chapter 33: Charge Post

The difficulty of riding a horse is completely different with or without stirrups. Only cavalry equipped with stirrups can charge easily.

Now, most Apaches in the camp were equipped with iron stirrups, and all Apache warriors were excellent riders, which meant that they could charge at the enemy at will on the battlefield, launching fierce attacks with the impact of their horses without worrying about being thrown off.

The horse whistles do not need to be taught how to charge, because they master this skill almost at the same time as equipping the stirrups, just like awakening their talents.

What really needs training is how to maintain formation and cooperate with teammates during the charge.

"Next, I will use a whistle as the command to charge. As soon as you hear this whistle, you must charge forward at the same time." Ma Shao said.

"For the first training session, you are not required to run fast. You are only required to run steadily and in unison. Just keep an eye on the slowest person next to you."

"Anyone who rushes too fast will have to do 30 push-ups and 30 frog jumps!" Ma Shao added, "It's the same as before. As your instructor, I will do it with the person being punished."

When they heard that they would be punished by doing push-ups and frog jumps, many people couldn't help but look frightened.

Over the past few days, they have experienced the power of these two strange dances.

Anyone who is punished several times in a row can basically just lie down.

Of course, there is an exception, that is Ma Shao himself. Whenever anyone is punished, Ma Shao will do push-ups and frog jumps with them. He is the one who does these two dances the most, but he has never lay down.

This is of course because Ma Shao has undergone long-term training, and his well-developed muscles are proof of that.

But the tribesmen did not understand, in the eyes of many people, this was the power of a powerful shaman, full of mystery. Until they gradually possessed this power, but that was a matter for the future.

"Get ready." Ma Shao rode his horse to the side of the queue, took a deep breath and put his hand on his lips.

"Beep beep beep--" His loud and sharp whistle sounded, and the tune was exactly the charge of the People's Liberation Army in later generations.

The charm of the charge horn is self-evident. Upon hearing this exciting whistle, some people immediately forgot the warnings of the horse whistle and shouted excitedly: "Go!"

Before he finished speaking, several riders disappeared into the distance.

A few seconds later, they realized something and quickly reined in their horses, looking back at the others who were trotting, their faces filled with embarrassment: "..."

Ma Shao didn't look at them, but stared at the formation of others, occasionally reminding them: "Rat Hunter, hurry up a little."

"Blind shoot the guy next to you, slow down, you wanna do some push-ups!"

After a while, the formation could no longer be maintained and it disintegrated into a loose long line, and the first training session came to an end.

"The first few people who rush out of the formation, come over and do push-ups and frog jumps with me." Ma Shao was not surprised at this and immediately began the punishment step by step.

"Instructor, can I not do it? I have already done it several times yesterday." Someone said with a bitter face.

"Rules are rules. You are now soldiers with written records and must abide by them. If you are really too tired, I can approve you to rest for a while, but you cannot avoid punishment," said Ma Shao.

Being registered is the intuitive difference between these people and the past, and Ma Shao uses this to shape the concept of "soldier".

"But...what's the point of this?"

"Both training and punishment can make us stronger." Ma Shao has explained this countless times, but some people still cannot understand the effect of this training.

Seeing that the other party still didn't want to do push-ups, Ma Shao said, "Are you scared off by push-ups and frog jumps?"

Everyone started shouting, "Cowards who don't dare to do push-ups!"

"Coward, I was punished ten times the day before yesterday and I wasn't treated like you!"

"Hahaha, you act like a sissy!"

This trick works every time. After all, humans are social animals. No one can withstand the fierce encouragement of a large number of their own kind.

The man had to be punished along with them and did push-ups and frog jumps.

But Ma Shao was feeling a little depressed.

He is respected as an outstanding warrior, shaman, craftsman and war chief.

But when it comes to training, there are always some voices of dissatisfaction, and he needs to use means such as deterrence, incitement, and provocation to deal with them.

If it weren't for his well-developed muscles and the fact that he always punished himself when punishing others, someone might have become dissatisfied and really challenged him to a duel.

If it really comes to a duel, it will result in huge losses no matter what.

It seems that my prestige is still not enough...

What brings prestige most easily?

Of course it was a war, or to be more precise, a victorious war.

Therefore, after starting to train soldiers, Ma Shao's heart first began to desire war. Although he was not afraid of war before and knew that war was inevitable, this was the first time he desired war.

He noticed this change in his mentality, so sometimes in the dead of night, he couldn't help but wonder: Will I become a warmongerer?

Ma Shao is still quite worried about this future.

As a man who grew up under the red flag, although he has killed many people on the battlefield since his rebirth, he still retains the understanding, or awe, of peace in his heart.

Yes, fear peace...

Cavalry charge training was carried out day after day.

In addition, there is also horse-riding prone training, which means that both the person and the horse lie down together to reduce injuries and shoot the enemy.

If you are holding a muzzle-loading rifle, you basically cannot shoot when you lie down, because once the soldier lies down, it becomes difficult to load the muzzle-loading rifle.

But the Tamarind spies are trained as revolver troops and do not have this worry, so they can use the prone tactics.

It was another charge training. As the charge whistle sounded, the soldiers launched a collective charge.

"Woo-woo-woo—"

Two hundred cavalrymen formed a horizontal formation, roaring and charging forward steadily. The soldiers were extremely excited, as they had never felt such a well-organized force before.

This orderly charge lasted for three minutes, and even though there were only two hundred people, it still created an overwhelming momentum.

This is important on the battlefield.

In a battle between cavalry, the momentum like a huge wave is the primary fighting force.

After the charge, the soldiers all said excitedly: "I feel like we have 10,000 people!"

"Hahaha, if there were a group of Arapaho people over there, we would definitely be scalping them by now!"

"That's right!"

Although it was just a training session, everyone believed that such a cavalry team would be invincible on the battlefield.

Ma Shao was also very satisfied with the soldiers' performance, but he still felt that some aspects were not perfect, and he couldn't explain it clearly, like a thorn in his throat.

"Woo-hoo-woo-hoo--" The soldiers were still immersed in the morale brought by the collective charge, shouting excitedly.

Ma Shao thought about it and finally realized what went wrong.