The first day of September is the day of the Fangshan Grand Parade. The officers and soldiers of the Young Army sweated so much and suffered so much, all for this day.
The day before, the Young Army's Munitions Bureau issued brand-new clothes, armor, and weapons. Previously, the officers and soldiers wore summer clothes. This time, they issued autumn clothes from the inner treasury a few days ago, but in order to have a good performance during the parade.
Okay, Wang Xian didn't put on his clothes until yesterday afternoon. At this time, he naturally looked very bright and neat.
After a sumptuous breakfast, the sky was bright, and the officers and soldiers formed a team in front of the camp. Zhu Zhanji also put on a bright armor, rode a tall horse, and stood in front of the battle line vigorously, looking at his soldiers silently.
The soldiers also looked at their Highness in silence.
Zhu Zhan basically planned to give a speech to boost morale, but looking at these calm soldiers, he suddenly realized that in fact, the rhetoric was superfluous, because the soldiers had already paid too much for this moment, and they were just like him.
There was no room for any mistakes. In the end, thousands of words were condensed into two words, and he said in a deep voice: "Let's go."
The camp gate slowly opened, and the officers and soldiers filed out with swords and swords raised. They marched towards Jinchuan Gate in the morning light with neat steps and solemn momentum.
At this time, more than a hundred military camps, large and small, inside and outside the capital, had also opened their gates. Groups of elite troops from the Ming Dynasty walked out of the camps and exited the city from various city gates, like mighty long dragons, towards Fangshan Mountain.
Gather and go.
On both sides of the imperial road leading to Fangshan, defense lines have been set up on three levels inside and outside. There are also sentry towers every fifty feet. There are captains in Jinyi watching closely upstairs, and there are also officers and soldiers standing downstairs.
Each of them pressed their hands on the hilt of the sword and stood still, looking majestic and majestic.
Outside the defense line, there were hundreds of thousands of people from the capital who had come early to watch the excitement, and countless incense and candles were placed on the tables to show their respect for the emperor.
At exactly nine o'clock in the morning, three cannon shots rang out from the Gongchen Terrace in the city, and as the bells and drums rang out from the Bell and Drum Towers, temples and Taoist temples all over the capital also responded together, singing in harmony from a distance. Almost at the same time, the horns on both sides of the royal road sounded in unison,
The people who were still noisy at first fell into silence, and then they saw a thousand Jinyi captains, wearing flying fish uniforms, riding Qingyishui black horses, filing out from the city gate. Those horses were strictly trained and walked.
They stood up and stepped on the drums, making the newly paved road made of loess tremble.
Behind the avant-garde is the emperor's honor guard composed of 1,080 Han generals, flying dragon flags, golden drum flags, Cuihua flags, gold-pinned flags, gold locks, standing melons, and red stirrups, which is dazzling. After the honor guard
, it was the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty who was surrounded by all the generals and guards. Zhu Di did not ride on a Luan Yu. He rode a giant horse that was one head taller than the ordinary tall horse. He was wearing bright yellow armor and had an Emperor's Sword on his waist.
, looking at his people with piercing eyes. At this moment, thousands of horses are surrounding him, following him and guarding him. The people in the capital are looking up to him in huge crowds, enjoying fragrant flowers and wine, looking at the dust.
Worshiping the dance. This scenery, this pomp, this supreme glory, only he can enjoy it in the whole world.
At this time, he would recall the days when he pretended to be crazy and ate shit and drank urine in order to avoid being killed by his nephew in Peking; he would also recall the tragic time when three thousand soldiers raised an army to fight against his nephew's million-strong army; and more
I remember the panic I felt when I was forced into desperate situations by the enemy again and again, and I almost had to swing my sword... Fortunately, I persevered, became the king and defeated the bandits, gathered thousands of glory into one body, and finally enjoyed the supremacy in the world.
Zhu Di looked at the Purple Mountain in the distance, where the Xiaoling Mausoleum of Emperor Taizu was located. Under the retinue of the personal guard army, this time his eyes were less fearful and more confident, "Father, oh, father"
, you should take a good look at the spirit of heaven, how your son has built the country you created into the most prosperous era of civil and martial arts in the past and present. You will definitely regret your original choice by then.
The emperor withdrew his gaze, and the scarlet cloak tied up with a bright yellow silk ribbon was dancing in the autumn wind. His thoughts also turned from demonstrating to his father to the real world. A few days ago, Arutai had officially accepted the imperial court's canonization as He.
King Ning also expressed his willingness to be the vanguard and attack Mahamu with the imperial court. Zhu Di had long regarded the Oara tribe entrenched in Hetao as a serious problem, so naturally he wanted to do it.
To this end, he has ordered the armies from all over the country to step up training, and the Ministry of Revenue to prepare military supplies to prepare for the spring expedition. Against this background, this Fangshan martial arts exercise is of particularly great significance and cannot be a routine matter. Thinking of this, Zhu Di
His face became gloomy again, and he didn't know what he was planning.
At noon, the holy driver arrived at Fangshan, thirty miles south of Zijin Mountain. Fangshan is not high, only a few dozen feet, with a flat top and square corners. In front of the mountain is a flat river, which is so vast that it is like a jade seal placed on the Great Wall.
On the record, it is also called Tianyin Mountain, which is a good place for military parades.
Moreover, Xiaoling Mausoleum is located at the southern foot of Purple Mountain. If Emperor Taizu had eyes under the spring, he could clearly see the scene of his good son parading the three armies. Zhu Di chose this place to parade, I am afraid there is also this reason.
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At this time, Fangshan Mountain had turned into a mountain of soldiers. Forty-eight guards of the Ming Dynasty's capital army, as well as 160,000 squads of troops from Zhongdu, Shandong, Henan, and Daning took turns to garrison the capital, totaling 500,000 troops.
It covers an area of dozens of miles and is completely covered by water.
The emperor climbed Fangshan Mountain and looked around, and saw dozens of troops lined up with banners, swords and guns, and a majestic army. At this time, the band played magnificent military music. In the sound of military music, the crown prince in military uniform led three ministers
They knelt down and kowtowed nine times and shouted long live. The soldiers of the three armies also followed suit and danced in the dust. Hundreds of thousands of people knelt down with a rumble, and the mountains roared and the tsunami roared:
"Long live my emperor, long live my emperor"
Amidst the deafening shouts, Zhu Di solemnly raised his hands to greet the three armies. Immediately, there was silence again up and down Fangshan Mountain.
"Soldiers," Zhu Di shouted in a loud voice with anger sinking into his Dantian.
The echo of "Long live" is like a roaring mountain and a tsunami.
As soon as Zhu Di raised his hand, the crowd gradually became quiet, and the emperor's powerful voice resounded through the air as he exerted his energy in his Dantian:
"Today's gathering of hundreds of thousands of troops for joint training is indeed a rare move in history. I don't want this review to be just a false story, so we must act as if we are on the verge of battle and do everything we do. Soldiers, please line up."
"Yes, yes," the officers and soldiers shouted in unison.
Zhu Di and his ministers stood on Fangshan Mountain, overlooking the plains in front of the mountain. They saw fierce flags, rumbling drums and horns, and hundreds of thousands of troops marching in three camps of chariots, infantry and cavalry, divided into thirty-six routes, commanded by generals from each route.
, lined up for tens of miles around Fangshan Mountain. When the formation was completed, the famous generals who came forward left the formation and lined up on both sides of the reviewing stand, waiting for review.
Amid the sound of horns being drawn, five hundred large skinned drums rumbled. Amid the passionate drum music, Zhu Di, accompanied by the King of Han, Marquis Yangwu and other important generals, went down the mountain to inspect the lineup.
Zhu Di rode his giant horse and arrived in front of the generals' formation. He saw a young general wearing bright yellow armor and riding a snow-white Zhaoye Jade Lion under his crotch. He stood in front of him vigorously, just like he did thirty-six years ago.
He is none other than his grandson Zhu Zhanji
Zhu Di took a deep look at Zhu Zhanji and ranked him first in today's military parade. Zhu Di wanted to see if his chosen successor could withstand such great pressure.
"The last general respectfully invites the emperor to review the army." Zhu Zhanji led all the generals to stand up and dismount. Zhu Di nodded and said, "Come with me to review the army."
"Follow the order." The generals got up and mounted their horses together, followed Zhu Di in a mighty manner, and began to inspect all the way around the camp.
The first one to bear the brunt was the young army at the top of the queue. In fact, Zhu Di had noticed this army when he was on the mountain, not because it was Zhu Zhanji's army, but because this army was surprisingly silent. Hundreds of thousands of troops gathered.
At the foot of the mountain, it was extremely noisy with people neighing and horses, but more than ten thousand people were silent and made no sound at all, just standing so quietly.
This army made the emperor very curious, so when he came closer, Zhu Di looked closely and saw rows of soldiers standing upright like javelins. Rows and columns were neat and uniform, as if they had been cut with a ruler.
Zhu Di had never seen an army standing so neatly before. He deliberately stopped his horse and stared at them for a while, but saw that everyone was motionless.
If these people hadn't shouted long live together amidst the orders, Zhu Di would have even doubted whether they were real people.
Although he had many things to ask Taisun, Zhu Di could not stay too long as hundreds of thousands of troops were being reviewed, so he rode on to the next army. The next one to be reviewed was the Jinwu Guard. As the name suggests, this army was in charge of
King Jinwu, who lived in Wei Gongye, had extremely strict requirements on military appearance. His soldiers were all carefully selected. They were all tall and tall men, and their task was to stand guard for the emperor year after year. They naturally looked more powerful than the young soldiers.
They were majestic, but Zhu Di paid attention for a moment and found that these Jinwu guards who were specially stationed on guard could not move still. They seemed to have less determination than a young army that had only been formed for a few months.
Continuing to read, they are the Banner Guards, Yulin Guards, Yanshan Guards, Fujun Guards, Huben Guards, Jinyi Guards, Tengxiang Guards, Wuxiang Guards, Wugong Guards, Yongqing Guards... They are all personal guards personally controlled by the emperor. The Ming Dynasty
The elite among the elite, but in terms of standing posture, they are not as good as the Jinwu Guards, and naturally they cannot compare with the Young Army.
Waiting for those who came to the capital for training in those places! The squad army became even more flabby and out of shape in Zhu Di's eyes. It took an hour for the emperor to finish inspecting the army. When he returned to Fangshan, his face seemed as heavy as water.
I felt a little unhappy.
Of course, the emperor didn't say anything, and no one dared to ask. When the emperor stood still on the throne, Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu shouted loudly: "Let's go to the formation!"
The horns sounded loudly in the field, hundreds of war drums beat at the same time, and the sound of the drums reached the sky.
Under the guidance of a thousand military flags, soldiers and horses from all walks of life began to march through Fangshan. At the head of the formation was a burly and armored knight from the young army that had only been established for a few months. He held the military flag high in front, and behind him were five
The hundreds of people guarding the flag, the swords, guns, arrows, halberds, spears and stars in their hands, the vermilion poles, and the pure gold heads, show the identity of this army.