The morning sun is rising, inside Zuo'anmen, Chongnanfang, southeast of the outer city of Beijing.
In an open training field shaded by trees, the entire Zhenwei Battalion, one of the twelve regiments of the Beijing Camp, was arrayed here. Tens of thousands of infantrymen were gathered on the training field, with swords and guns standing in full bloom, and flags blocking out the sun. The formation was quite impressive.
Majestic.
A dozen generals of the Zhenwei Battalion stood on horseback in front of the military formation, waiting for the arrival of the new admiral of the Zhenwei Battalion.
The generals of the Zhenwei Battalion were somewhat uneasy, and even somewhat reluctant to have the new admiral take office.
Although the former admiral of Zhenwei Camp, the old Marquis Ma Ming'en was old, frail and sick, he basically ignored the military affairs in the camp, so he was happy to go up and down. Zhenwei Camp can be said to be the most undisciplined regiment among the twelve regiments.
The troops are ready.
The old marquis Ma Ming'en had no other benefits, but he ignored military affairs, which gave many people the opportunity to act secretly. The commander-in-chief and the commander-in-chief in the camp were all at ease and making a lot of money.
Now that the new Admiral Zhang Houye is about to take office, this is definitely not a good thing for them.
However, for ordinary soldiers and low-level non-commissioned officers, they are full of expectations for the arrival of the Marquis Zhang. Changing the Marquis is like changing the world. Maybe life will be easier, food and salary will be paid in full, and there will be no shortage.
The lack of payment has not been resolved yet.
However, when the news came out, someone asked about this Mr. Zhang. Hearing that this guy was once a well-known dandy in the capital, who treated others badly, they also murmured in their hearts.
The sun gradually rose, and the scorching heat of the sun gradually gained power. The soldiers began to sweat. The extremely neat formation that was originally required to be reorganized also began to become a little turbulent. As agreed, Zhang Houye arrived at the camp at two o'clock in the morning, but
It was almost midnight, but there was not even a shadow of Mr. Zhang.
The dozen or so mid-level and senior generals in front of the team began to lose their composure. In order to welcome the arrival of the Marquis, they were fully armed and even wore ear armor that sealed their faces, shoulders and necks. The armor was already heavy.
The sweltering heat, coupled with the fact that my head and face were covered tightly, was like being steamed in a steamer. Sweat flowed down my neck.
"Grandma's, are you here yet? Are you kidding us? We have been tossing all day long just to wait for him to come. Is it possible that we should let our pigeons go?" A general with a pockmarked face finally couldn't help but lower his voice.
He cursed loudly.
"No. Why don't you come and tell me, asking brothers to do this and wait for it? Do you think we are not human beings?"
"It's probably because we have let our pigeons go. Damn it. If this Yanling does this, don't blame the brothers for not giving him face later. It doesn't matter if he is a marquis, a strong dragon cannot suppress a local snake. Our brothers from the Zhenwei Camp
As a matter of fact, he won’t ask for anything from us from now on.”
Several generals also agreed.
"General Meng, let's take it and take care of him. When he comes later, let him enter the camp in despair and come to us." The pockmarked general said in a deep voice to a man standing on horseback in front of him, frowning.
The frowning general said.
The general shouted coldly: "Feng Mazi, and the rest of you, shut your mouths. Just stay well and wait for me."
This General Meng's name is Meng Liang, and he is the commander of the Zhenwei Camp. The old Marquis ignores military affairs, and Meng Liang has been managing the military affairs in the camp. He is the veritable number two figure in the Zhenwei Camp. This time, even if the court agreed
Zhang Yanling transferred Chen Shiyi and Zhang Yin from Nanzhen Fusi, and they only held the positions of capital commander and deputy capital commander. Zhang Yin and Meng Liang were on an equal footing, and Chen Shiyi was even one level lower.
When Meng Liang said this, several generals had no choice but to shut up and wait patiently.
Time passed slowly. It was past half time. Under the direct sunlight, the soldiers of Zhenwei Battalion, who had been standing on the teaching field for nearly an hour and a half, could no longer bear the suffering of the scorching heat. Half of the soldiers were already swaying.
I was about to faint, and there was a small puddle of sweat under my feet. Everyone was complaining and complaining.
Have the soldiers of Zhenwei Battalion ever suffered like this? The old marquis ignored military affairs and received very little decent training. Although Meng Liang was in charge of the army, he was not an admiral after all and was only in charge of affairs. He also refused to contribute to training.
.The entire Zhenwei Battalion has not received decent training for several years, and its military quality has long been worrying.
"Damn it, I can't wait any longer. If I wait any longer, I'm going to faint from the heat. I'm going to lead my people away." The general named Feng Mazi couldn't stand it any longer. He yelled and turned his horse and left.
.
The rest of the people in the future also reached the limit of their patience. When Feng Mazi scolded them, everyone yelled and turned their horses away, loudly ordering the troops and horses under his command to return to camp.
At this moment, the sound of horse hooves at the west entrance of the teaching ground became louder. Everyone looked at it in surprise. Dozens of horses galloped towards them, and soon arrived in front of everyone. In front of them was a black horse, with a man in black helmet sitting on it.
A handsome young man in a black cloak was followed by a group of tall people. Dozens of them carried long cowhide bags on their shoulders and were dressed in very strange ways.
Dozens of horsemen galloped over and reined in their horses in front of the formation. The standing horses neighed loudly, and dust flew up, like a tornado.
"Brothers, I've been waiting for a long time. I am Zhang Yanling." A young man in a black armor and cloak shouted loudly.
Meng Liang turned over and dismounted, and Feng Mazi and others also dismounted one after another, quickly stepped forward and knelt down on one knee to salute.
"The last general, Meng Liang, meets with the Marquis."
"I will wait to see you later, Lord Marquis."
Zhang Yanling turned over and dismounted, walked forward with a smile, cupped his hands and said: "Generals, there is no need to be polite. Get up and talk."
Meng Liang and others did not dare to say anything, and stood up one after another. Zhang Yanling looked at Meng Liang with a smile and said: "General Meng Liang is really brave and brave. Back then, he suppressed the Black Wind Village in Shandong and shot the leader of the Black Wind Village. He became famous for a while.
.Awesome, awesome.”
Meng Liang was stunned for a moment and then said with a smile: "Master Hou is so complimentary, but he just killed a bandit leader."
Zhang Yanling smiled and said: "The leader of the bandits? The leader of Heifeng Village, Jiao Huang, is known as the Living King of Hell. He has killed countless people under a pair of copper hammers. He has been entrenched in the mountains and forests for many years, and the local government guards have nothing to do with him. General Meng
At that time, he was a general of the Qingzhou Guard, leading a hundred soldiers and horses to encircle and suppress him. He entered the enemy's stronghold and killed Jiao Huang with one shot. Who can match this heroic spirit?"
Meng Liang was humble in his mouth, but he was very happy in his heart. Who doesn't have one or two most proud things in life? Who doesn't want these things to be praised by others? Zhang Houye actually knew about his heroic deeds back then, which gave Meng Liang a great deal.
psychological satisfaction.
"Who is General Feng Sihai? Yuan Yansui calmed down the small banner of Dingbian camp. In the twelfth year of Hongzhi, in the battle of Dingbian Lanqi Fort, he was hit by three arrows and still killed the enemy with blood. He led 180 people to resist the enemy of 500.
One man killed thirteen Tatars. He was extremely brave. He was called Feng Mazi. But it was the pockmark that killed people, not the pockmark on General Feng's face, hahaha." Zhang Yanling looked at Feng Mazi and said with a laugh.
Feng Mazi was originally full of anger, but when he heard what Zhang Yanling said, he suddenly smiled. That battle was the most glorious battle in his military career. After many years, except for a few words when the wine was hot, there was no one else.
I remember. I didn’t expect Mr. Zhang Hou to actually know about this.
The impression of Zhang Yanling and the irritation of waiting immediately subsided a lot.
"General Liu Tan, was also a member of the border army in Yansui Town. In the ninth year of Hongzhi, the Tatars invaded, but you stopped them at Goat Pass. Thirty strong men guarded for two days and one night, waiting until the rear troops and horses were assembled. The Tatars were therefore surrounded.
After eating the dumplings, he came back defeated. Later, he was dragged out of the pile of dead people. What a brave man." Zhang Yanling smiled at another boss.
All the generals were surprised. It was unexpected that Zhang Houye was so familiar with them and knew their experiences so well. Everyone's impression of Zhang Yanling suddenly became much better. It seemed that the irritation of waiting before had begun to dissipate.
"We are really flattered that the Marquis actually remembered these trivial things about us." Meng Liang cupped his hands and said with a smile.
Zhang Yanling said: "That's natural. Since I am the commander-in-chief of Zhenwei Camp, how can I not know what kind of people the central part of the camp I lead will be like? Otherwise, how can I work with you in the future?"
Meng Liang and others laughed and said: "That's right, that's right. The Marquis has his heart."
Zhang Yanling smiled and said: "However, everyone, with all due respect, you have disappointed me. Especially in the past two hours, I have been very disappointed."
Meng Liang and others were startled, and looked at Zhang Yanling with a reduced smile, not knowing what he meant by this.
"Everyone, the regiment camp is the main force of the Beijing camp. The 12th regiment camp has 120,000 first-class soldiers who are selected as front guards. They shoulder the heavy responsibility of guarding the inside and outside of the capital. They use the best equipment and weapons, receive the highest food and salary, and consume the most.
Imperial court resources. Do you think you are qualified?"
The smile on Zhang Yanling's face also disappeared, and the expression on his face became serious.
"Master Hou, where do you... come from?" Meng Liang asked in a low voice.
Zhang Yanling said: "Everyone, actually I have been here a long time ago. We came as soon as the Chen hour passed. We were watching you on the hillside in front of Faling Temple outside the teaching field. We just stood under the scorching sun for more than an hour.
The dignified officers and soldiers of the Zhenwei Battalion already look like this. Look back and see for yourselves, is this still a regimental soldier with heavy responsibilities?"
Meng Liang and others turned around and saw that the 10,000-horse infantrymen on the training ground were sitting or paralyzed. Some had their helmets tilted, some had their armors unbuttoned and exposed their bellies. Some had dropped their shields and swords on the ground, and some were fanning themselves.
Enjoying the cool weather. Most of the soldiers are like this. It really doesn't look like a troop of soldiers and horses.
"This is your commander-in-chief's camp in Beijing? It's extremely disappointing. It's already like this after standing in the sun for more than an hour, let alone fighting? No wonder someone told me that it was the most lax and incompetent group of generals leading a group of the worst soldiers. I
I still don’t believe it. I want to try it today. Sure enough, others are right. Zhenwei camp is in ten
It’s not unreasonable to be ranked last among the Second Regiment Battalion. You were all heroes before, but now you are all so pustular, which is really embarrassing. Everyone, I don’t think I need to petition you personally to dismiss you.
, you can all take the initiative to resign, and you will save yourself trouble." Zhang Yanling said loudly.