At the time of Zizheng, Chongzhen finally ordered to camp.
By this time, the heavy rain had already stopped, but the ground was still wet and muddy. The scholars could no longer care about this and hastily put up their tents, then fell down one by one and lay down.
Within a moment, thunderous snoring sounded in the camp.
I fell asleep in a daze for less than three hours.
Before dawn, the swan sound of ah ah ah suddenly sounded.
The sleeping scholars were suddenly awakened, and their minds went blank at first. This is a normal physiological reaction of the human body after excessive exhaustion. After a few seconds, the senior scholars realized what they were doing.
"Get up, get up quickly, make a fire and cook, hurry up!"
The chief scholar's voice sounded, and the scholars who were in a state of confusion sat up in shock.
The children of the aristocratic families, including Gu Gao and Wu Yingji, all began to get busy. This was their first night on the journey north, but it was not their first time camping.
I had gone camping several times before when I was still in Nanjing.
But at that time, the furthest I could go was to stay in Purple Mountain for two nights.
Those few camping trips left only good memories for the scholar, but now they have become nightmares.
Soon, iron pots were set up, and each group of cooks on duty began to fetch water for cooking.
However, before the water boiled, the Yiding, who had been demoted from "friendly allies" to "fierce gods" by the scholars, came galloping over on horseback, whips falling like rain.
"The Holy One has ordered that no fire be lit."
"The Holy One has an order not to light a fire to make rice!"
"Ah? Are you asking us to eat cold food?" The scholars felt bitter.
Having no idea, the sergeant chiefs of each group divided up the leftover cold rice from yesterday, and gave each person a piece of salt, a small sesame seed pill as a condiment, and a dried plum to quench their thirst.
But how can this little cold meal be enough? It’s not enough even if it’s crammed between teeth.
However, the military orders are overwhelming, and no matter how hungry you are, you can only endure it.
The hardest part among them was the group of outpost soldiers who were on duty.
While the other Qin Wang scholars were still sitting there, this group of outpost soldiers set off early to explore the route.
Soon, the swan sound sounded again for the second time, and the resting scholars quickly packed their bags and straightened their flags and armor. Well, Prince Qin was not issued any armor at this time and was still wearing a robe.
When the swan sound sounded for the third time, everyone set off on the road.
Perhaps because they had recovered a lot of physical strength after a night's rest, or maybe they had other plans, Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and other children from the aristocratic families stopped making trouble and began to carry out the army as usual.
But how could Chongzhen let the scholars stop?
Soon, Zheng Sen and other sergeant leaders were summoned to the central army.
When Zheng Sen came back from the Chinese Army, there was a bundle of pamphlets in his arms.
"Gu Gao, Wu Yingji and Fang Yizhi, please come over and help me distribute them," Zheng Sen said.
Gu Gao stood still, but Wu Yingji came forward and asked, "What is this? Is it a military book?"
"Yes, this is exactly the book of war." Zheng Sen responded loudly, "Qi Shaobao wrote a new performance book, and it was deleted and revised by the Holy One himself."
"A new performance book?" Gu Gao said with a look of disdain, "I only read Sun Tzu's Art of War, not those bullshit new books made up by bastards."
Although Qi Jiguang was a famous general in the world, he was not favored by the civil servants.
Gu Gao grew up in a family of officials and inherited all the contempt for military generals from the civil servants, so he did not look down on the new performance book written by Qi Jiguang at all.
"Zifang, please stop saying a few words."
Wu Yingji persuaded Gu Gao in a low voice, fearing to offend Zheng Sen.
Fortunately, Zheng Sen was busy distributing books and had no time to pay attention to Gu Gao.
Wu Yingji distributed a new performance book to each of the young masters, and gave the last extra book to Gu Gao, and kindly reminded Gu Gao: "Let's try to make a show of it."
However, Gu Gao refused to even make an appearance.
Gu Gao was deeply disappointed with this trip to the north.
Therefore, he was not even willing to do anything superficial, and even secretly expected to offend Chongzhen, and then drive him back to Nanjing, so that he could go back naturally.
So Gu Gao directly threw the new performance book on the ground.
This scene happened to be seen by Zheng Sen, who had finished distributing the books.
Zheng Sen's face immediately fell. He walked up to Gu Gao and said, "Pick up the book!"
"If I don't pick it up, what will happen to you?" Gu Gao seemed to be willing to take the risk this time, looking directly at Zheng Sen coldly.
"Gu Zifang, I'm warning you one last time, pick up the book quickly!" After all, Zheng Sen was only in his early twenties at this time. He didn't dare to let him kill his classmates or even flog him.
"Brother Damu, Zifang is joking with you, don't mind."
Finally, Fang Yizhi wiped Gu Gao's butt again and bent down to pick up the book.
Zheng Sen breathed a sigh of relief, then looked around and shouted: "The Holy One has ordered that the new book must be memorized proficiently, and the first volume, Chapter 5, must be memorized within three days."
"The Holy Emperor will conduct random inspections in person in three days."
"Anyone found unable to recite will be whipped twenty times!"
After saying that, Zheng Sen glared at Gu Gao fiercely again.
Fang Yizhi quickly thrust the new performance book into Gu Gao's hand.
Wu Yingji next to him also advised: "Let's just deal with it casually."
"Yes, just deal with it casually." Fang Yizhi also said, "Brother Zifang, with your talent, knowledge and memory, memorizing the new performance book is not a piece of cake, right, hehehe."
However, Gu Gao just remained silent.
But I finally didn’t throw away my new performance book.
Instead, he held the book in his hand nonchalantly.
…
Zhu Cijiong was younger than Gu Gao and had a nobler background. However, Zhu Cijiong did not have any contempt for Qi Jiguang in his heart. At this time, he was already immersed in the new performance book.
"...The first-class available people are just honest people from the countryside."
"The so-called honest people in the countryside are black, big and strong, and can endure hard work."
"Those with firm skin and flesh on the surface of the hands and a color made of earth are the first."
After reading this, Zhu Cijiong suddenly closed the page and asked Chongzhen: "Father, when Qi Shaobao organized and trained the Zhejiang army, were the soldiers he recruited were honest people from the countryside like this?"
"Yes." Chongzhen nodded and responded, "That's it."
Zhu Cijiong said: "But Father, in the past month I have been friends with the Qinwang scholars, and I have learned from their mouths that most honest people in the countryside are cowardly. Are such cowardly people really worthy of being soldiers?"
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! Chongzhen said: "This statement is completely false. It is not the case."
After a pause, Chongzhen continued: "In fact, honest people in the countryside are not cowardly, but the reason why they give the impression of cowardice to the scholars of that generation is because they fear the scholars! Or in other words, they fear the court behind the scholars! If
Facing craftsmen, merchants, or barbarians, these honest people from the countryside are by no means cowardly!"
"It is said that the Liao soldiers are the best in the world. In fact, the Zhejiang soldiers are more brave and good at fighting than the Liao soldiers."
"In the bloody battle in the Hunhe River, three thousand white pole soldiers and four thousand Zhejiang soldiers faced tens of thousands of slave cavalry. They fought fiercely for a whole day. Not only did they not lose, but they killed more than three thousand slaves! This shows how powerful they are!"
"This is an elite force of sincerity!" Zhu Cijiong listened leisurely and fascinated.
Speaking of this meal, Zhu Cijiong asked in a low voice: "Father, I have something unclear."
Chongzhen asked in return: "Are you asking me why we don't directly recruit honest people from the countryside in eastern Sichuan and western Zhejiang to form a new army? Instead, we spend more time recruiting diligent scholars?"
"Yes." Zhu Cijiong said, "Father, please clarify my doubts."
Chongzhen pointed to the new performance book in Zhu Cijiong's hand and said: "The answer is in the book."
"The answer is in this book?" Zhu Cijiong picked up the new performance book again with some confusion.
After a moment, a flash of inspiration flashed through Zhu Cijiong's mind, and he said excitedly: "Father, I understand, I understand what you mean, Father."
"Oh, really?" Chongzhen said with a smile, "You should tell me about it."
Zhu Cijiong said: "It is still unknown how the white pole soldiers in eastern Sichuan are trained, but the secret of Qi Shaobao's training of Zhejiang soldiers is this new performance book."
"The first volume, Shu Wu Chapter, talks about how to select soldiers."
"The second volume of the Order Chapter is about military trumpets and drums."
"The third volume of military law is about military law regulations."
"The fourth volume of the chapter on rewards and punishments talks about rewards and punishments."
"The fifth volume of the marching and encamping chapter talks about marching and encamping."
"Volume 6 of Weapons is about firearm control."
After speaking for a moment, Zhu Cijiong continued: "As long as you write down this new performance book and train honest people in the countryside according to the content in the book, you can get an elite army!"
"But Father, you are only one person, and you can only train a team of a hundred people in half a year."
"That's why my father wants to recruit scholars, because scholars can read and write down the entire content of the new performance book in a short time, and then train troops according to the content in the book. In this way, six thousand soldiers can be trained within half a year.
Six hundred thousand people!”
"A true boy can be taught." Chongzhen touched Zhu Cijiong's little head affectionately. This boy's political sensitivity was far inferior to that of Zhu Cihong, but his military savvy was far better than that of his brother Nai.
Zhu Cijiong's words are on point. This is the power of the student soldiers.
Because student soldiers are literate and educated, they not only mature quickly, but also grow much faster, because every student soldier can serve as a grassroots officer.
With a little training, you can serve as a chief officer.
Let’s talk about the six thousand Qinwang scholars in front of us.
After going back and forth in the bloody water of Xuzhou battlefield for a few times, as long as three thousand soldiers survive, they can be sent back to their hometown to recruit troops. When the troops are gathered again, there will be an army of three hundred thousand!
These 300,000 people may not be as good as the Zhejiang soldiers and the white pole soldiers, but they will never be too different.
Supplemented by a large number of artillery and muskets, we will have the confidence to fight against Jiannu in the field.
By then, the Ming army would no longer have to huddle on the Huanghuai defense line and passively be beaten, but could be more proactive in launching a fierce counterattack against Jiannu.
From this perspective, the new performance book is really a treasure!
Of course, the new performance book printed and distributed by Chongzhen to Prince Qin was no longer the original new performance book.
On the basis of Qi Jiguang's work, Chongzhen deleted chapters such as "Long soldiers and short soldiers, short soldiers and long-term use", "Shefaquanjing" and "Bucheng weapons". He also made a lot of simplifications on military orders and rewards and punishments, but the essence was retained.
Finally, a chapter on firearms control was added, totaling six volumes and more than 10,000 words.
