Chapter 71 If the prince does not give up, Chirong is willing to be his adoptive father!
As one of the three major battalions, the Three Thousand Battalion is undoubtedly the pinnacle representative of the Ming Dynasty cavalry.
The number of this all-cavalry army was not only 3,000, but mainly 3,000 Mongolian cavalry who initially surrendered to Zhu Di, and gradually expanded to 10,000.
The "Fengzi Battalion" among the four battalions of the Northern Patrol Army was two thousand elite cavalry drawn from the three thousand battalions. Zhu Gaojie served as the chief military officer, and Chi Rong, the admiral of the three thousand battalions, served as the deputy general.
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Zhu Gaojie took the report, looked at it, took out a wolf hair, corrected the comments, and handed it back to Chi Rong.
He couldn't help but asked with some confusion: "Have you always done things like this before?"
After a few days of familiarity, Zhu Gaojie discovered a very serious problem - the efficiency of the generals of the Three Thousand Battalion was really too high!
The general manager left everything to the sitting officer, the sitting officer left everything to the admiral, and the admiral left everything to Zhu Gaojie. It was like a matryoshka doll, from the admiral Wu Chen to the commander-in-chief, and finally to the commander-in-chief.
All the documents of the Fengzi camp were submitted to Zhu Gaojie, and he was responsible for solving them alone.
It is undeniable that all the cavalrymen of the Three Thousand Battalion are fierce men, but besides being fierce, are these fierce men unwilling to use their brain cells at all?
This also made Zhu Gaojie feel confused. Now he is responsible for the affairs of Fengzi Camp, but when Fengzi Camp returns to Three Thousand Camp after the Northern Patrol, how will these people handle the affairs?
Chirong scratched his head and said, "Yes, it's always been like this."
"Are you sure?" Zhu Gaojie took out a document from the table and threw it to Chi Rong: "This document is the application for the quarterly report of the Three Thousand Battalion and the Fifth Army Governor's Office in February this year. I am a little confused. I
The person in charge is Feng Ziying, why should we deal with the documents of Sanqian Battalion? Is this reasonable?"
Chirong smiled stupidly: "It's very reasonable, very reasonable."
He had only heard that King Qi once commanded the Southern Expeditionary Army in the southwest, and did not take it seriously. It was not until this northern tour, when King Qi became the chief military officer of Fengzi Camp, that he learned about Zhu Gaojie's abilities.
This young Prince Qi was actually able to deal with all the messy documents in Fengziying in an orderly manner!
In Chirong's view, this was a very incredible thing.
Although these fierce men in their 3,000 battalions are quite fierce when fighting, they are not without their weaknesses. For example... apart from being fierce in fighting, they all have weaknesses.
The origin of the Three Thousand Battalion was the Mongolian cavalry. Including the admiral Chirong, they had always been nomadic people on the grasslands. It was not until they were included in the establishment of the Ming Dynasty that the Three Thousand Battalion discovered how difficult it was to handle official business.
Troublesome thing.
For example, regarding the issue of military pay, Chi Rong would go to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Household Affairs every time to ask for money in a very simple way: "I, the Three Thousand Battalion, give me money quickly!"
This upright approach caused Chirong, a Mongolian man, to run into obstacles, and the Three Thousand Battalion's official documents accumulated more and more, leaving countless bad debts.
Until he met Qi King Zhu Gaojie.
This Prince Qi was simply amazing. He took on the entire Fengzi Camp's official documents by himself and solved them with extremely high efficiency. This also made Chirong think carefully. He was submitting the Fengzi Camp official documents to Zhu Gaojie.
Every time, the documents from the Three Thousand Battalion would be quietly mixed in.
Zhu Gaojie could handle a document as large as three thousand battalions with ease.
Chi Rong has been wandering for half his life, but he only regrets that he has never met his master. If the prince does not abandon him, Chi Rong is willing to be his adoptive father!
Zhu Gaojie said with an unkind expression: "Chirong, I'm telling you, if you continue to add tasks to me like this, I will definitely not have any juice for you to eat!"
Originally, it was an accident that he accompanied the Northern Patrol, and being responsible for commanding the Fengzi Battalion was an accident among accidents. Zhu Gaojie initially thought that the fourth battalion of the pro-army army was either an elite or a forbidden army. There should be no problem in fishing. Who would have thought that fishing would not work, but instead
It became overtime.
However, now Zhu Gaojie can finally see that Chi Rong is a dog basket!
I, Zhu Gaojie, am the father of your Three Thousand Battalion! It’s not enough to take over the job in Fengzi Camp, but I also have to take over the job in Three Thousand Battalion?
Chirong was still happy: "Isn't that right? Please accept my worship, adoptive father!"
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From Jinling City to Shuntian Mansion, spanning the long north and south, the old man was not idle along the way. On a whim, he wanted to go on an emperor hunt when passing by Xuzhou.
The place chosen by Zhu Di is a winding mountain range of tens of miles. The terrain is open, the vegetation is lush, and there are many wild beasts. However, no matter how ferocious the wild beasts are, they will tremble in the face of thousands of elite pro-army troops.
This is not a royal hunting garden. The wild beasts in the mountains are very thieves. If they bring these thousands of people, they will definitely scare the prey and flee. In that case, the hunt will be useless and the hair will not be seen. Therefore, Zhu Di only brought Zhu Gaojie.
The emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji and more than 20 knights, including the guard general Fan Zhong, were followed several miles away by pro-army troops.
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The clear flowing stream washed away the sand and gravel on the shore, and the green weeds slightly poked their heads out of the water. The immature sika deer looked around to make sure there was no danger and then bowed its head to drink water, making a joyful sound.
Zhu Gaojie rode a tall black colt, bent his bow and set an arrow, stretched the bowstring into a full moon, took a deep breath and released the arrow tail. In an instant, the arrow came off the string, tearing the air and making a sound of breaking wind.
It hit the deer like a meteor!
The arrow hit accurately... on the gravel beach dozens of steps away from the deer.
Ridiculously biased!
The little deer was a little confused: Huh~ What just went by with a swish?
But then, another fierce arrow struck, unstoppable, and nailed the deer's neck impartially!
The deer tilted its head and fell to the ground. After twitching twice, it stopped moving, as if to say: Brothers, I have to rest!
"Haha!" Zhu Di laughed loudly and put away the bow and arrow in his hand.
The first arrow that missed the target was shot by Zhu Gaojie, and the second arrow that accurately killed the deer was shot by Zhu Di.
The guard general Fan Zhong said quickly: "Long live the precious sword, the arrow technique that can pierce the Yang with a hundred steps will be slightly inferior even to the reincarnation of Flying General Li Guang!"
Li Guang, a famous general in the Western Han Dynasty, was good at riding and archery, and was known as the "Flying General of the Han Dynasty". After he was defeated in a battle and captured by the Huns, he took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to seize a bow and a horse and shot down dozens of Huns.
Later, no one dared to pursue the Huns.
Zhu Gaojie couldn't help but glance at Fan Zhong in surprise. He thought that the guard general with thick eyebrows and big eyes was an honest man, but he didn't expect that his face wouldn't turn red even when he boasted about it.
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaojie and said jokingly: "You still need to practice your archery skills, old four."
Zhu Gaojiao held up his hands and praised: "What my father taught me is that if I can get one-tenth of the essence of my father's archery skills, my sons will have the confidence to show off. Looking at the world's best archers, only my father is based on the top of the mountain."
, the rest can only look up to them. It is their sorrow to be born in the same era as you, and they are destined to remain unknown."
When his rainbow fart blew down, Zhu Di couldn't help but smile: "Uh... That's a good idea!"
Zhu Gaojie praised himself in his heart.
He is good at using swords and close combat, but this does not mean that Zhu Gaojie is not good at using other weapons. As for bows and arrows, it is no problem to take the head of an enemy general from five hundred paces away.
But this time when he was hunting with Zhu Di, his arrow missed dozens of steps away.