A full two thousand, this number really shocked Zhu Ling, and Wang Guoxing behind him instantly opened his mouth and was stunned. Compared to him, the commander of the Jin Yiwei, who was more quick to kill, was completely stunned when he heard this number.
The number of people in the Beijing camp has long ceased to be as high as 180,000 during the Taizong period. The current number of people in the Beijing camp is only a few tens of thousands. Most of them were lost in the battle with the invading army when Wu Sangui's father Wu Xiang was the governor on the outskirts of Beijing.
Only a few thousand people were left in the city.
The current number of soldiers in the Beijing camp is less than 5,000, and Meng Zhaoxiang actually killed nearly 2,000 in a row! In this case, the number of soldiers in the Beijing camp is only about 3,000. These troops are too powerful to guard the city of Nuo Da.
So weak and weak.
Although Zhu Ling was shocked for a moment, he thought quickly in his mind and gradually understood the truth. Meng Zhaoxiang is not a fool, and he will not act like the kind of person who cares about nothing just to enhance his prestige.
Even if the previous report was indeed intended to enhance prestige and trust in the military, how could such a major matter as killing nearly 2,000 people be so abrupt?
He himself knew very well that the Beijing camp had been in ruins all year round. He had finally found someone to rectify the camp, and there was some improvement. However, the ministers and nobles jointly withdrew the camp, and even their lives were not saved.
Zhu Ling had witnessed the current situation of the Beijing Camp. It was indeed improved a lot compared to the previous Beijing Camp. Meng Zhaoxiang was indeed somewhat capable. He also understood his views on the matter a lot and asked softly: "Have you confirmed it again and again?"
Already?"
"The minister was killed according to the military camp book. Afterwards, the personnel were re-counted. There was no mistake. A total of 1,983 people were executed."
After saying that, Meng Zhaoxiang lowered his head, as if he knew that this move was a bit excessive, and since he had not informed His Majesty, he felt extremely frightened. After all, there were many people in the capital camp who had some relationship with the Honorable Lord, so it was impossible to guarantee that
Among the people he was willing to kill, one had a hereditary title, but in order to rectify the capital camp, these people had to be killed.
From the moment he arrived, he had expected that the journey to rectify the capital camp would be long, difficult and slow. However, for the sake of the Ming Dynasty, and also to live up to His Majesty's trust, he came here without fear of death.
After he killed the first person, he knew in his heart that the hatred between him and those noble relatives was forged. Either he would be transferred and executed, or he would have to reorganize the capital camp and save the Ming Dynasty.
He chose the second path, the path to save Ming Dynasty.
"Who are the people killed?"
"Some people who were corrupt, perverted the law, and committed serious crimes. I did not deal with those who committed minor crimes too harshly. I just demoted their official positions and asked them to do more work for other soldiers."
Meng Zhaoxiang said eloquently, breaking out in cold sweat. In his heart, he was leaning towards His Majesty not to kill him. Since His Majesty summoned the royal guards at lightning speed to raid his house, ordered himself to reorganize the military camp, negotiate with the intruders, etc., it was almost completely OK.
It can be seen that His Majesty is different from before.
Perhaps because he felt that His Majesty was no longer the same as before, he accepted the appointment.
If he is killed because of this, I also beg His Majesty to kill him later so that his hard work in reorganizing the capital camp is not ruined.
"Very good, to be honest, but to be honest, you really shocked me. There were five thousand soldiers in the Beijing camp, and you chopped down more than three thousand. If you kill people wantonly for personal gain, I will not spare you."
Zhu Ling walked up to Meng Zhaoxiang, squatted down and helped him up, and said: "But I have seen the changes in the capital camp. Although the morale of the capital camp in the Taizong period is not completely the same, there has been great progress. But
I forgive you for this!"
"Thank you for your understanding, Your Majesty!"
After hearing His Majesty's considerate words, Meng Zhaoxiang burst into tears on the spot, lowered his head and couldn't help crying.
He originally thought that His Majesty would be furious when he heard about this, and he would be furious and take him down, jail him or execute him. However, unexpectedly, His Majesty actually expressed such understanding, which moved him greatly.
"One wrong step is already a wrong step. I only have one step left. If I make another wrong step, you, me, and the Ming Dynasty will all be doomed. I trust you, and you have to give me a real solution.
The scene is coming!”
Zhu Ling patted him on the shoulder, said a few words of encouragement and then pulled him to the military parade.
At a glance, the mental outlook of the soldiers in the Beijing camp is indeed completely new at this moment. They are completely different from the sickly army before. It is also pleasing to the eye, and they only feel relaxed and natural in their chests.
I couldn't help but want to see what the level of the Beijing camp was after just one day's experience, so I urged Meng Zhaoxiang next to me to train the soldiers immediately and show him the results of the rectification.
Meng Zhaoxiang received the order and immediately ordered the commanding soldiers on the side to pick up the commanding flag. Then under his command, the soldiers and horses from each battalion quickly gathered when they saw the commanding flag dancing, organized into columns, and shook the station with roars.
on everyone's mind.
The army marched in neat steps, making rumbling sounds, and at the same time, orderly and deep sounds came from the mouth. As the army showed orderly formation changes, Meng Zhaoxiang on the stage was also constantly issuing orders. The following
People knew that His Majesty was watching from above, so they did not dare to be distracted in the slightest.
The flags were changed and waved several times; the formations were changed and closed countless times; the emperor Zhu Ling, who was standing above to watch, was in a good mood and had completely forgotten about the beheading of two thousand people just now.
The Jingying now is what he wants and what he wants to see.
Every change brings a visual impact. Even if I am not that familiar with its combat effectiveness in the future, I am afraid that the previous Jingying camp is not even as good as this, let alone the Chuangjun who can only charge blindly.
?
In the final analysis, the Chuang Army was just a temporary formation of ordinary people who had no food to eat. They were gathered under the command of a man with some general talents, and they repeatedly defeated the official army with nothing more than the word "brave".
These common people are also very clear about whether they die in battle or starve to death at home.
They were vulnerable to the soldiers of the Ming Dynasty who implemented the farming system. If an ordinary rebel army faced a well-equipped official army, even if they dared to fight head-on, they would end up with a disastrous defeat.
Since the day Chongzhen ascended the throne, almost every rebel army has won by relying on large numbers and temporary bravery. However, when the number of the official army was equal to that of theirs or they fought steadily, they were quickly defeated and fled.
"Okay! Okay1 Okay!"
Zhu Ling said "Okay" three times, and the excited expression on his face all showed that he was excited about the combat effectiveness and performance of this Beijing camp.
If every soldier in the capital could do this, the capital would not be captured in one day, and the Ming Dynasty would not be destroyed by Li Zicheng.
"Is Your Majesty satisfied?"
Meng Zhaoxiang also heard Zhu Ling's excited words and immediately turned around and asked.
"Satisfied?" Zhu Ling strode forward, looked at such inspiring soldiers, and said high-spirited: "More than satisfied, I have high hopes for you and the Beijing camp."
"If your Majesty is satisfied, I would like to ask your Majesty to give you another favor." Hearing His Majesty's words, Meng Zhaoxiang was in a good mood. Meng Zhaoxiang knew that this was a good time to make a speech and immediately knelt down.
"grace?"
This time, it was Zhu Ling's turn to be confused. Yesterday, he was given the power to take charge of the capital camp and all the jurisdiction of Beijing City. He didn't know what kind of favors he would receive today.
"you say."
"I ask for your majesty's permission to re-measure the land and return it to the generals."
[Author's digression]: I've been very busy recently, but I have to work very hard to make this book better. There are still two chapters today.