Chapter 338: The Training Intensity of the Liberation Army
Therefore, Zhu Hongyu does not care about the possible revenge against the Netherlands!
In this era of cross-sea expeditions, if you have the ability, let him come!
Anyway, the labor camps in Ming Dynasty are short of people now!
Someone wants to cross the ocean to provide him with free labor. How can Zhu Hongyu refuse his kindness?!
Therefore, Ming Dynasty now wants to take over Fuyuan City and take over the achievements developed by the Dutch in the Indonesian Islands.
The Mataram Sultanate is the last and biggest obstacle!
It is negotiation and consultation between the two parties to determine some established facts.
Or simply start a war until the Sultanate of Matalan surrenders and is forced to admit the established facts.
It depends on the next meeting between Zhu Hongyu and the envoy of Sultan Madalan.
After much thought, Zhu Hongyu opened his mouth and gave instructions.
"Go and invite King Yanping here too!"
He was going to drag Zheng Chenggong with him to meet the envoy from the Sultanate of Matalan.
Regardless of whether it is war or peace talks, after the matter of the Matalan Sultanate is resolved, it will be almost time for the Ming Dynasty to return to the army.
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Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom!
Amidst the dull sound of war drums, the gate of Fuyuan City creaked open.
The battle flag on the city head is hunting in the wind!
Soldiers wearing iron armor lined up from the city and separated on both sides of the road, preparing to receive the delegation from the Sultanate of Matalan.
There were rows of armored swords and guns, and the murderous aura of a veteran who had fought many battles gathered together, making people afraid to look directly at him.
On the firepower points at the top of Fuyuan City, the black cannons were very dazzling!
Everything told the mission of the Matalan Sultanate that the Dutch were defeated, but were replaced by the more powerful Ming Dynasty.
The envoys from the Matalan Sultanate walked into Fuyuan City under the gazes of murderous eyes.
The leader of the team is a young prince of the Matalan Sultanate, named Dangka, who is deeply loved by the contemporary Sultan of the Matalan Sultanate.
As soon as he came of age, he was groomed as the heir by the current Sultan of Matalan Sultanate!
Boom! Boom!
The artillery at the top of Fuyuan City was fired one by one, and the salutes were heard one after another.
White smoke floated from the top of the city!
Full of deterrence!
If the problem of Fuyuan City could be solved through negotiation, Zhu Hongyu would not be willing to go into full-scale war with the Madalan Sultanate.
It’s not that you can’t beat it, but it takes time to fight!
When it comes to head-on battles, the Sultanate of Madaram is the younger brother. They are a bunch of little trash that can't even defeat the Dutch. The Ming army can easily deal with them.
But just because you can win on a frontal battlefield doesn’t mean you can solve the problem!
If the Matalan Sultanate started a guerrilla war with the Ming Dynasty, it would be called a disgusting person.
The Indonesian archipelago is, after all, our home turf!
Of course, the main reason is that the Ming Dynasty still needs to worry about the war situation in the mainland, and cannot be dragged to Fuyuan City.
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Under the gazes of many people and the roar of salutes, Ka was welcomed into the reception room of the Zhengnan Protectorate.
Zhu Hongyu was sitting in the top position, wearing a prince's crown uniform.
The golden dragon pattern embroidery on the crown dress is vivid and very beautiful!
Below him, including Zheng Chenggong, the generals of the Liberation Army were all wearing armor.
The thick and solid feeling hits your face!
It makes people afraid to look directly!
Inside and outside the living room, soldiers of the Imperial Guards wearing armor and carrying muskets stood in formation.
The atmosphere is solemn and solemn!
Zhu Hongyu sat at the top, his eyes bright and focused on Dangka.
Dangka clearly felt the pressure from the Celestial Kingdom!
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After two or three years of development by the Liberation Army military government, Luzon is now more prosperous than before.
There is an endless stream of merchant ships coming and going!
Merchant ships from Annan, Siam, Korea, Ryukyu and other countries often enter and leave Luzon's ports.
They brought a large amount of gold and silver, as well as various specialties and raw materials, and took away boatloads of cloth and ironware, as well as various primary industrial products such as soap, perfume, and alcohol.
Maritime traders from various countries not only brought a lot of profits to the military government, but also paid high taxes!
However, compared with the commercial port, Luzon at this time was more like a military camp.
From morning to night, the sound of military drills never stopped. Every day, troops were being drilled around the entire city of Luzon.
Every time it’s a cross-country run of ten or twenty kilometers!
You even have to bear weight!
Huang Zongxi and others landed ashore amid shouts of "Drive out the Tartars, restore China, rebuild the Ming Dynasty, and revive China."
Standing on the land of Luzon, looking at the clothes and hair accessories of the people around me, I could hear the vague slogan of "Drive out the Tartars" in my ears.
A different feeling stirred in their chests.
Compared with the money-laden rat-tail robes and mandarin jackets under the Qing Dynasty, everything in front of me looks more like China!
Listening to the slogans, I looked at the large plumes of smoke and dust formed by the troops running and training in the distance.
Huang Zongxi wiped the sweat from his forehead and asked Xiao Qi, the Jin Yiwei who escorted them all the way.
"Zhao Xiaoqi, the weather is so hot today, do our Ming soldiers still want to continue training?"
"They are really elite!"
"Only such elite soldiers can drive out the Tartars and rebuild the Ming Dynasty!"
Zhao Xiaoqi shook his head and said.
“It’s not just about practicing today!”
"According to the infantry drill compiled by His Highness Jianguo, the Ming Dynasty's Restoration Army will have to practice for at least three hours every day, no matter it is windy, rainy, or scorching hot!"
"There is only one day off in every ten days. On other days, even if there is a knife from the sky, training cannot stop!"
"After all, once you go to the battlefield to fight, the enemy will not stop fighting just because the weather is too hot or it rains!"
Huang Zongxi asked in disbelief.
"Is this true?"
In the current era of the army, anyone who can perform exercises in half a month can be regarded as an elite soldier.
He had never seen that army with such intensity of training as the Liberation Army!
There is no limit to training every day, and the amount of training in a day is at least three hours.
I really can’t imagine it!
Zhao Xiaoqi nodded and said with pride.
"If we don't practice like this, how can we train a strong soldier who can drive away the Tartars, defeat the Eight Banners of Qing Dynasty in Manchuria, and restore our homeland in the Central Plains?"
Gu Yanwu asked.
"But if you train like this, aren't the soldiers' bodies afraid of breaking down?"
"Aren't you afraid that if you are too tired during training, the soldiers will feel resentful?"
Zhao Xiaoqi then opened his mouth to explain their confusion.
"The monthly salary is sufficient, the food tube is full, and meat can be eaten every three to five days, and the family is divided into fields."
"How can anyone complain about such treatment?"
"The soldiers are not afraid of hardship or fatigue. They are all clamoring to practice their skills well and go to the battlefield to kill the enemy and make meritorious deeds!"
Wang Fuzhi on the side opened his mouth and exclaimed.
"His Royal Highness the Governor treats the soldiers so kindly!"
If Chongzhen could be as generous to the army as Zhu Hongyu...
Well, Chongzhen was poor!
While several people were talking, a middle-aged man wearing official robes and a pale face walked from a distance.
Zhang Huangyan saw Huang Zongxi and the others from a distance, strode up to them with his subordinates and said.
"Student Zhang Huangyan has met three gentlemen!"
"Sir, please come here with the students. His Royal Highness the Governor has already arranged a residence for the three of you!"
"The families of the three gentlemen have arrived in Luzon in advance and have been settled separately. Please rest assured."
Zhang Huangyan was very excited when he saw Huang Zongxi, Gu Yanwu and Wang Fuzhi.