Zheng Haizhu looked at it for a while and felt that something was wrong.
Mangui, who was originally shuttled between two training positions, was now staring at a mandarin duck formation on the flank of the infantry.
The bodies of the killers are not small at all, and their reactions are quick. In response to the instructor's orders, the long shield bearers in the front row looked at the squad leader's command flag and made a gesture to block the arrows. The broadsword hand and spear gunner in the middle assisted each other.
Respond, simulating the actual combat situation of being stabbed or dragged down by swords and guns when a loophole appears when the enemy is overwhelmed.
In view of the characteristics of the northern field battles, the mace was added, and the howling recruits severely hit the horse's head made of withered grass of the same height.
It was clear that the rhythm was right and the force was sufficient, but Man Gui took turns shouting and scolding them.
It's just that when the whip of the whip fell, it didn't really hit them.
Zheng Haizhu asked Zhang Mingshi: "General Zhang, look at these kids, are they really so defeated when they learn the moves?"
Zhang Mingshi scratched his head: "I think it's pretty good! Well, madam, I dare to boast a few words about sieges and firearms. This, Qi Shaobao's Mandarin Duck Formation, I really don't know how deep the doorway is, I can't
Blind comment."
Zhu Youjian thought to himself that he was now a prince and could issue orders to the civil servants and generals of the empire. Then he looked at the sun and solemnly said: "Is it almost noon? How about letting the sergeants rest? I want to summon General Man and my Zhu family.
Athletes."
Zheng Haizhu said: "Has your highness brought the silver reward?"
"Ah?" The young prince was stunned, "You still want to give me money?"
Zheng Haizhu nodded: "It's best to give it. Although it is not a reward based on merit in winning a battle, it is the first time His Highness comes back. He must be somewhat considerate."
Zhu Youjian turned around and looked at Wang Chengen, his personal eunuch. Wang Chengen was also confused: "Slave, this slave deserves to die. I thought that when the prince came out, someone else would honor us all the way. He took some money with him, but most of it was left at Daning City Gate...
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Zheng Haizhu's face was still warm, but his words were still sharp and straightforward: "The military fortress outside the Great Wall is not as rich as the one in Zhangjiakou. Besides, in the future, His Highness may be the king of the Great Wall in Daning. Even among the people, there will be no masters to ask.
The servant wants money."
Over the past few years, Zhu Youjian had been gradually polished by Zheng Haizhu, and his awareness of his identity as a nobleman of the Tian family had faded, and now he felt that his master was right.
Fortunately, his master not only taught him the rules of the outside world, but also gave him the inside scoop.
"I have prepared a few hundred taels, and His Highness will take it to reward them first. One tael per person will be enough. Let me tell you, the cloth will be transported from Chengguan in a few days."
Zhu Youjian breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, let's ask Master Zheng to borrow the money first."
Suddenly another verse came to mind: "General Man, and the female leader of the Yehe tribe you mentioned, can't they only have one tael of silver each?"
Zheng Haizhu was very satisfied.
This kid is not only quick to accept people's feelings, but also able to draw inferences from one instance to another.
"Your Highness, don't worry. Long live the Holy Ming. I have already prepared gifts for General Man and General He. In addition, I also brought a good knife and a cotton-core winter robe. Your Highness should reward them as well."
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After two sticks of incense.
Zhu Youjian was sitting in a yurt that looked like a large Chinese army tent. Remembering the prince's strict demeanor, his eyes still showed curiosity about seeing everything new from time to time.
When Master Zheng went to Chahar as an envoy, he brought back a car tent gifted by Lin Dan Khan to the Ming Dynasty.
After the car tent was pulled into the Forbidden City from Honglu Temple, Zhu Youjian and the prince's brother were delighted to see it, so they ordered people to dismantle it and install it again.
Now in the vast grassland, the weather in the Ming army's military fort is completely different from that in the pass. In General Manchu's area, except for the four stone walls and the arrow tower watchtower, the barracks are all made of felt tents.
Master Zheng just said that this scene is exactly the same as the Mongolian tribe in Lin Dan Khan's place.
Zhu Youjian really likes yurts.
Although it was a bit smelly, it was very warm in the near winter, and it was much more spacious than the inner chambers of the Forbidden City that were filled with exquisite but useless furniture.
The young man couldn't help but think, it would be great if the prince was here, so the two brothers could figure out together how to put up the ceiling and pillars of this thing.
After hot milk tea was served in front of everyone, Man Guichong gave an order to the soldiers and the felt curtain opened.
The heads of seven or eight clan recruits entered the tent and bowed in salute.
They are all team leaders.
One infantry team is in charge of five Yuanyang formation killer teams. There are five teams in total, about 280 people.
The cavalry team is currently in charge of about thirty people. Cavalry training is difficult and the requirements for seedlings are high. The number of people now totals sixty or seventy. It is still impossible to distinguish between the armored cavalry and the rangers on the two wings, so new soldiers must continue to be recruited.
The artillery team has fewer people. Each gun is equipped with four people, and there are eight teams in total, so there is only one team in charge.
But it was this one member of the artillery team who, when someone from the capital first saw his appearance and demeanor, even Zhu Youjian, a young man who had not seen many people, felt his eyes light up.
With handsome appearance, he is clearly the second Master Lu, but his skin is much darker than Lu Xiangsheng, probably due to the scorching sun and wind and frost outside the Great Wall for several months.
Although Zhang Mingshi was also a guest, he had a higher position than the Mangui official, and he had chosen these clan members. At this moment, when he saw the eyes of Mrs. Zheng and King Xin falling on the artillery team, they immediately took the initiative to introduce them.
"Your Highness, his name is Zhu Tinghua, and he was the lieutenant of Zhenguo in Daifan."
Lieutenant of Zhenguo, ranked sixth in the Ming Dynasty clan title, can be enjoyed by the fourth generation grandson of the county king, with a nominal military rank starting from the fourth rank, and the court will give him four hundred shi of rice every year.
Before Zheng Haizhu came to Daning, because he knew that the first batch of clan recruits came from Dai Fan, he wanted to ask Zhu Yuanzhang for the name of Dai Fan and remember it.
If he is of the "ting" generation, it is higher than the "nai" generation of the current king Zhu Naijun, and he can be regarded as Zhu Naijun's uncle.
Zheng Haizhu asked Zhang Mingshi: "It used to be? Why, not now?"
Man Gui, who had been silent all this time, suddenly laughed loudly and interjected: "Can I still have a title after being released from prison?"
Zheng Haizhu was sensitively aware that Man Gui's tone was not quite right.
In the important town of Jiubian, the battalion soldiers are not the guards. There are many professional soldiers recruited and hired by the imperial court who have experienced serving time and being imprisoned. The old men in the army are used to it.
Among Man Gui's own soldiers, two of them had been prosecuted, not to mention Ma Xianglin, who was also released from prison. How could Man Gui be so sarcastic about Zhu Ting's Chinese language?
Zhang Mingshi glanced at Man Gui and said to Zhu Tinghua: "Zhu Duizheng, you can report it to His Highness King Xin yourself."
Zhu Tinghua raised his hands that were hanging down, bowed them in salute, and said: "Six years ago, the common people reported to the late emperor that Datong Mansion defaulted on Zong Lu, and informed his fellow magistrates to invade Zong Lu, and went to Zhangjiakou to place loan sharks. They did not want to go to court.
An important minister of Western origin in Zhongshan protected the local officials and slandered the late emperor, slandering the common people and making false accusations due to personal grudges. The late emperor sent internal officials to verify, but the king did not speak a word of justice for the common people. The common people were eventually imprisoned and deprived of the title of the lieutenant of Zhenguo.
Fortunately, Lu Jinshi, who was newly appointed as a promotion officer in Datong this year, immediately investigated the prison management and old cases after taking office, and finally restored the innocence of the grassroots. After the grassroots were released from prison, they heard that the imperial court was recruiting troops to station outside the fortress, so they gathered the young people of the clan.
There are more than 20 strong men who have answered the call."
Not a single word of Zhu Tinghua's words sounded like he was scolding Emperor Wanli, but King Xin Zhu Youjian heard it very unpleasantly.
Who are the people grandpa sent out?
On the other hand, it turns out that the imperial court's arrears in arrears to Zonglu from various places were not due to a real lack of money.
No wonder Master Zheng always gently told him and his brother Zhu Youxiao that Yang Lian was the number one censor who knew how to scold others, but the officialdom of the Ming Dynasty was so muddy that even ten Yang Lians might not be able to scold him.
