"Yes, Your Majesty knows that the reason why the capital camp has fallen into disrepair is due to a few reasons. First, the soldiers' homes were occupied for no reason. Second, the generals withheld military pay for no reason. Third, there was corruption and bribery, and no one was rectifying it."
"The second one can be solved with my three ministers, but for the first one, I must seek your Majesty's help. Whenever a general goes out on an expedition, he must first solve the worries of the soldiers and reward them generously. However, the fields of the soldiers in the Beijing camp have been occupied for a long time, and they have been deducted.
The military pay is so low that they have no intention of fighting at all. It’s not that our soldiers in the Beijing camp are incompetent, but that they still have worries about their future. Therefore, I beg your Majesty to grant them land again!”
Speaking of this, it is not difficult for Zhu Ling to see that Meng Zhaoxiang is indeed thinking about the Ming Dynasty and summed up the reasons for the low combat effectiveness of the three capital camps. But when it comes to the number of acres of land, if it is a large amount, his father-in-law, that is, Zhou
The queen's biological father, Zhou Kui, occupies the largest number of acres. If it is to be rearranged, Zhou Kui must be dealt with as soon as possible.
"I understand what you mean, but at the moment the land on the outskirts of Beijing is occupied by the invaders. Even if I want to reward you, it will be even more difficult. There are hundreds of thousands of invaders outside who are eyeing Shuntian."
Zhu Ling sighed and talked about his current predicament. It was almost noon, the sun was in the sky, and the hot optical fibers were shining down, which made him feel impatient even though he was wearing thick clothes.
Inadvertently looking at the expectant eyes of the soldiers below, his hot heart calmed down again at this moment. The cold wind was bearable, but the oppressed souls of the soldiers could not bear it.
"Although I have no land reward at this moment, I can promise you that from now on, all the land occupied by the invading army will be owned by the imperial court and will no longer be owned by any officials or nobles. In addition, as long as our officers and soldiers in the Beijing camp follow the rules I established yesterday
According to the rules, if you kill the intruders, you can get the reward immediately. There is no need for post-war statistical distribution. It will not be too late to check again after the war has stopped."
"Governor Meng, what do you think?"
"Thank you so much, Your Majesty! I also want to thank Your Majesty for the three thousand soldiers in the Beijing camp! We, the Ming Dynasty, will definitely be able to turn danger into safety and reorganize the country!" Meng Zhaoxiang was overjoyed and immediately kowtowed to express his gratitude.
Your Majesty is so generous, completely subverting the image of the past. He considers the people and the soldiers, and the Ming Dynasty will not fall.
"If you ask for a favor, I'll ask for a favor from you." Looking at Meng Zhaoxiang who was kneeling on the ground, Zhu Ling said the same thing.
"I don't dare." Meng Zhaoxiang, who had just raised his head, lowered his head again.
"The intruders don't know when they will be able to retreat, so the capital is like an egg overturned in the nest. Faced with such a threat, it is natural to be in panic all day long. I don't want to suffer such torture, and plan to go to Yingtian to worship my ancestors."
"But the invading army besieged my capital and refused to leave. I will not be able to go to Shuntian in one day."
At this point, Zhu Ling didn't need to continue talking, Meng Zhaoxiang probably understood, but if he went to Yingtian, he would have to eliminate the intruders in one direction, and this was also an opportunity to test his efforts to reorganize the Beijing camp.
But in just one day, even if most of the corrupt people were killed, the actual low combat effectiveness of the Beijing camp did not change much. Today, most of the soldiers' bodies still do not meet the standards of real soldiers, not to mention their morale.
It was only because of the food and moral encouragement that he had some improvement, but he was really not sure about going into battle to kill the enemy.
"May I ask which road your Majesty plans to take?"
He did not dare to issue military orders easily, but he only asked His Majesty not to pass by the direction of the main force of the invading army on his way to Yingtian.
"Via Tongzhou, go to Tianjin Wei."
Tongzhou? According to Meng Zhaoxiang's knowledge, Tongzhou should not have been captured at the moment, but with the speed of the invading army, if we wait a little longer, the Gyeonggi area will definitely be gradually eroded. The sooner we set off, the better.
"Your Majesty, I would like to escort your Majesty to Tongzhou. The morale of the more than 3,000 people in the Beijing camp is now high, and it is time to test their strength." Meng Zhaoxiang said calmly, although he did not feel confident when he said these words, but for the sake of
Not wanting His Majesty to be disappointed in him, and not letting myself make a promise, I promised.
"Three thousand soldiers from the capital camp. I will transfer some people from the Twelve Guards, plus a thousand people from the Jinyi Guards for you to command. Do you have the confidence?" Although Meng Zhaoxiang was extremely careful to hide his inner unconfidence, he still had no confidence in it.
Emperor Zhu Ling, who had some experience in psychology, could see it at a glance.
The second before he agreed, he hesitated obviously, and then his speech tended to be slow. He did not show any confidence at all, but he did not directly express his lack of confidence, but deployed some more troops.
"I will escort His Majesty safely out of Beijing!"
This time Meng Zhaoxiang answered without hesitation and forcefully, which finally made Zhu Ling smile.
"These three thousand soldiers are not enough after all. You can put up notices in the capital and recruit young people in the city. Remember, more money will stabilize their hearts and let them know that the court is rich now, that the Ming Dynasty is orthodox after all, and that the thieves
It's just a rebel army, and it won't become a thing after all. Please have someone compile the specific wording and post it as soon as possible. If you don't have money, ask me for it."
After that, Zhu Ling reluctantly glanced at the powerful soldiers, and with Meng Zhaoxiang and the soldiers from the Beijing camp kneeling down, he galloped away from the Beijing camp.
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In Jizhou, it is raining lightly at the moment, and the roads are muddy. Pedestrians have to step on the surrounding weeds to look for inns to take shelter from the rain. In such weather, only horses and carriages can continue walking.
Pedestrians on the road were also scattered, most of them carrying baggage and using long sleeves to protect themselves from the rain. They walked quickly but had to be cautious for fear of stumbling and falling on the dirt road next to them.
Suddenly, a galloping horse passed the crowd, and the mud on the horse's hooves flew around with the galloping horse's hooves, disturbing passers-by with complaints and accusations.
A broken oil-paper umbrella held by a man in a cloth shirt was already half wet from the rain, but a speeding horse on the side of the road splashed mud and flew onto him. He was immediately annoyed and immediately
I turned around and wanted to scold the other person, but when I looked at the other person, I was dumbfounded.
The man on the horse was wearing a flying fish suit, with an embroidered spring knife on his waist, and the flag on his back was what really made him scared and dared not speak, and the color of the flag was extremely conspicuous even in the rain.
Bright yellow!
That was a color that only those who were rushing for eight hundred miles dared to use. And considering that the man was wearing a flying fish suit, no matter how stupid he was, he knew that this was a messenger from the capital. He was speeding regardless of the weather, and the man couldn't help but look at the capital.
Something might have happened in the capital.
[Author's digression]: I have something to do, I will write it tonight