Extra: No middlemen make the difference (what does this chapter say?)
Li Ning was a great young man. He studied under Monk Baimei. He was a practicing artist and an entertainer. He had a lot of strength and two like-minded friends. Together, the three of them were called Qilu Sanying.
At the moment, he is not well-known, but his daughter is very famous, her name is Li Yingqiong, she is the first of the three heroes of Emei, and at this moment, Li Yingqiong is still in her mother's belly.
Looking at his wife's growing belly, and remembering the edict just issued by the emperor, Li Ning gritted his teeth and made up his mind. He would be like this for the rest of his life. When he was young, he couldn't afford to study, so he could only practice martial arts to strengthen his body.
He has the title of one of the Three Great Heroes of Qilu, but he really doesn’t do well.
After arranging his wife, Li Ning met Zhou Chun, his adoptive brother. Zhou Chun was also one of the three heroes of Qilu, and his wife was also pregnant. Coincidentally, his wife was also pregnant with a daughter.
His daughter's name will be Zhou Qingyun in the future, and she will also be one of the Three Heroes and Two Clouds designated by the Emei Sect!
"Brother, do you also want to go to the capital?"
"Yes, the Holy One is extremely wise and filial. In order to avenge the late emperor, he did not hesitate to start a big case. Even when the Master mentioned the Holy One, he said that the Holy One was the most filial person, but his methods were a bit cruel. But in my opinion
, isn’t this better?”
"That's right, complaining when there is a grievance, and taking revenge when there is a grudge, this is what a man should do. Let me tell you, Your Majesty did a great job!"
They were originally wandering around in the land of Qilu, which was not far from the capital, or even very close, so the two brothers waited until the end of summer and autumn, when there was only one month before the competition began.
The two brothers have been practicing martial arts since childhood. Although they have not developed extraordinary things like inner energy and true energy, they can be said to be in good health and have great strength. Both of them are 1.95 meters tall.
Qilu, where people are generally taller, can be considered outstanding.
In addition, they have all practiced weapons, so they are more courageous. The two of them took the weapons and armor and went straight on the road. They were not afraid of encountering thieves, so they were obviously very confident.
But along the way, the closer we get to the capital, the less confident we become!
When they made up their minds in the spring, the two of them thought they were on track to be among the top ten. A house within Beijing's Second Ring Road would definitely be fine. Their rapid rise to success was just around the corner.
"There is no hope for the top ten, so let's go for the top 100. With the abilities of you and me, the top 100 is still acceptable."
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Time soon came to the day when the imperial competition began. Outside Beijing, tens of thousands of strong men from all over the country looked at each other with confused expressions on their faces.
At this moment, many strong men remembered the conditions for participating in the imperial competition. Armed with armor, long bows, weapons, and arrows, they set off hundreds of miles away within four hours.
Doesn’t armor cost money?
Don’t weapons cost money?
How can people with no money and no experience participate in today's imperial martial arts competition?
Most of those who dare to come here today have some ideas, but there are too many strong ones, right?
It's really hard to make money on a house in Beijing.
"The Holy One is coming!"
"Look? That's the emperor?"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"I am Chongzhen, and I am also the Son of Heaven."
As he spoke, Chongzhen was wearing armor and a helmet. He looked less like an emperor and more like a general who was always ready for war.
Warrior!
The emperor does not love scribes but warriors!
Emperor, you have changed!
Your Majesty, don’t you love me anymore?
Your Majesty, the warrior is harming the country!
Your Majesty, why don't you go back to live in the palace? It's been a year, Your Majesty, are you still missing people? It's time to come back, right?
Looking at the tens of thousands of warriors wearing armor in front of him, Chongzhen became more and more delighted!
This is Liangjiazi!
During the Han Dynasty, the imperial court only had the Northern Army and the Southern Army. Their numbers were pitifully small, with tens of thousands at most. However, when necessary, they could quickly expand to hundreds of thousands, and even had strong combat effectiveness.
.
Why?
Because during the Han Dynasty, the imperial court had a sufficient number of good family members, who were always waiting among the people, waiting for the imperial court's call!
As a result, during the Eastern Han Dynasty, the court did not want Liangjiazi, so Liangjiazi had no choice but to vote with his feet!
"Hahaha……"
While laughing, Chongzhen rode close to the warriors. At the closest point, the distance between them was even less than a hundred meters. This distance shocked Wu Sangui, Li Zicheng and others who were responsible for protecting Chongzhen.
There are so many strong men at a distance of less than a hundred meters. If any one of them can't figure it out, they can even shoot directly at His Majesty with a long bow!
After Chongzhen made such a gesture, the heroes' favorable impression of him was unprecedented, and it instantly surged to the maximum.
"I announce that the imperial martial arts performance has officially begun!"
when!
With the sound of gongs resounding throughout the entire venue, tens of thousands of warriors entered their examination room in an orderly manner, a road about a hundred miles long that had just been completed this year.
Four hours!
As long as you go hundreds of miles away fully armed within four hours, you will be a member of the imperial warriors and can enjoy a high salary of two taels of silver per month.
There are no middlemen, no taels of silver floating around!
In addition, the imperial court will directly allocate ten acres of land to you!
After twenty years of service, if you are still alive, these ten acres of land will be yours!
If you die in battle, these ten acres of land will be yours too!
More importantly, these ten acres of land are located near the imperial city, at the feet of the emperor. Before Chongzhen became stupid, no official could do whatever he wanted on these ten acres of land.
The first sentence was made public, but the last sentence was spread out unknown when, but the warriors all believed it! Even if they didn’t believe it before, they believed it today after seeing the Emperor with their own eyes!
Can the emperor still lack the money for my ten acres of land?
Go, go, go!
Go, go, go!
At the end of the road, Cao Wenzhao, Cao Bianjiao's uncle and nephew were chatting.
"Uncle, I didn't expect that there are so many warriors in the soft Jiangnan!"
"Hey, I didn't expect that the men in Jiangnan are all good talkers and sissies who are best at fighting in bed, aren't they?"
Ahem!
Hearing the sound of coughing, I turned around and saw that it was Lu Xiangsheng, a scholar who looked nothing like a Jinshi master. But why was he coughing? Oh, now that I think about it, he is from Nanzhili and can be considered a person from Jiangnan.
"By the way, Mr. Lu, why are there so many warriors in the land south of the Yangtze River?"
"This is actually a misunderstanding. It is true that culture and education are prosperous in the south of the Yangtze River. Almost every household there can read and learn calligraphy. Every village has a private school. Students will first study and learn calligraphy in the private school in the village. The rich ones will study later.
When I get older, I will visit famous teachers, and those who have no money will continue to study hard, enter school, and take the imperial examination."
"The world has only seen the imperial examinations, and Jiangnan has the largest number of Jinshi, but they have not seen the efforts of the students from Jiangnan."
After sighing, Lu Xiangsheng looked at the two people who looked confused and knew that he had talked nonsense again. When dealing with this kind of guy, he could only crush his words into pieces, break them apart, and speak clearly, otherwise they would not understand.
"To put it simply, there are many people studying in the Jiangnan area, too many, too many, but the number of scholars and candidates is limited every year. Therefore, the vast majority of people cannot pass the examination as scholars or candidates.
, and those without talent are even more hopeless.”
There are many small landowners in Jiangnan, so since the news of the imperial competition was announced, a large number of sons of landlords in Jiangnan began to practice martial arts, polished their strength, and began to practice archery.
As the sons of landlords, they had enough to eat and could even afford meat and travel expenses. As a result, the strong men from the south of the Yangtze River actually accounted for a full 40%. However, in the end, relatively few passed.
Most are just one-day trips to the stadium.
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"Your Majesty, there are 8,263 warriors in this imperial competition. They reached the finish line within four hours and became imperial warriors." Wang Chengen reported the final situation.
"Your Majesty, I, old Cao, feel that in addition to the qualified warriors in front of the imperial court, those who persisted in reaching the finish line after four hours are also good men. Although they are not as physically strong as the former, they still love the court and your majesty.
If you are not physically strong enough, you can practice, but they are all loyal and good men."
"Yes, Your Majesty, many men climbed to the end. But when they climbed to the end, it was already the fifth hour, or even the seventh or eighth hour. There were even many good men who passed out on the road.
If you die, you may even die from exhaustion." Lu Xiangsheng nodded in agreement.
"Well, yes, those who can persist to the end are all heroes. According to my will, anyone who carries armor and weapons to the end can be a candidate for the imperial warrior. Except that he does not have ten acres of land, other treatment is the same as the imperial warrior. As for the imperial warrior.
Those who died from exhaustion on the road were given fifty taels of silver as compensation."
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
How can I say that I have no clothes? I share the same robe with you. When the king raised an army, I repaired my sword and spear. I share the same enemy with you!
How can I say that I have no clothes? I am in the same boat with you. When the king raised his army, he repaired my spear and halberd. I worked together with you!
How can I say that I have no clothes? I wear the same clothes as you. The king raised his army and repaired my armor. I went with you!
The first Imperial Martial Arts Tournament ended without a sound. The young and old men in Beijing were stunned, the nobles were stunned, and the civil servants were even more surprised and speechless!
Tens of thousands of people sang together without clothes. This moment was truly united!
The soldiers of Jiubian call them the emperor's servants!
The people in the capital call them house slave warriors!
Although there is a word slave in their name, this is not because the people in the capital look down on them, but they are full of envy, jealousy and hatred!
In the autumn of the first year of Chongzhen, Lin Dan Khan from the grassland invaded.
Lin Dan Khan is a descendant of the Golden Family, a direct descendant of Genghis Khan, and a serious remnant of the Northern Yuan Dynasty. However, he was a failure as a Great Khan and was beaten by Huang Taiji, and then ran away.
Lin Danhan was unwilling to run away and wanted to invade the Central Plains to regain a wave of blood.
Then he met the dragoons, that is, mounted infantry, that Emperor Chongzhen had prepared for him!
Of course, the equestrian skills of these basic infantrymen are not as good as those of Mongolian warriors, but they are not considered cavalry in the first place. Their weapons are flintlock guns that have been handmade by master craftsmen in the capital over the past year and have guaranteed quality.
With these flintlock guns, it is very easy to kill a person within twenty meters with one shot!
No matter how strong the person is, no matter whether the person was once a marksman, or how prominent the person is, under the flintlock gun, everyone is equal!
If I say I'll kill you with one shot, I'll kill you with one shot!
There is no middleman to make the difference, everyone gets paid in one shot!
The tactics of these flintlock knights are also very simple. If you get close and fire a gun, if your marksmanship is good, you can get a headshot from fifty meters away. If your marksmanship is not good, it is still possible to hit a horse from thirty meters away.
Never fight head-on!
Never charge!
Never fight at close range!
Just shoot and run!
Come back after loading the ammunition!
So much so that the Mongolian warriors under Lin Dan Khan denounced these fusiliers and called them black lances, which meant that they all used black lances and they only knew how to shoot black lances!
However, these horse-riding infantrymen, who only knew how to use black guns and could not fight immediately, successfully drove Lin Danhan back to the grassland, completely leaving behind thousands of grassland herdsmen, and also robbed hundreds of thousands of cattle.
The sheep are back.
In the autumn of the second year of Chongzhen, the second imperial martial arts competition began. This time the warriors prepared for a full year! Compared with the hasty preparations of the first time, this time there were too many warriors who had been training hard at home for a year.
There are even many teachers and parents who run martial arts schools and took the opportunity to launch new activities to gain ten pounds of muscle in three months and twenty pounds of muscle in six months.
Shaolin Temple, Wudang Sect, Huashan Sect and many other well-known sects responded to the imperial court's call and followed the trend of the times and opened one physical strength crash course after another.
The so-called crash course is dedicated to muscle training.
Before you come in, you are a skinny guy. After paying the money, you are guaranteed to become a muscular man in one year! If you fail, the full amount will be refunded!
If the conditions are good, you can hire someone to come to your home for personal guidance. If the conditions are not good, go to a martial arts gym or a boxing gym and sign up for a class. You will spend the whole year exercising, learning archery, and how to use weapons.
In the autumn of the second year of Chongzhen, the second imperial martial arts tournament began under the walls of Beijing.
This time, a full 15,000 warriors were selected as imperial warriors and became a glorious house slave warrior, a soldier of the new era, and a servant of the emperor. This time, more than 32,000 common people became
Warrior Candidate.
At the end of the autumn of the second year of Chongzhen, Huang Taiji invaded!
Everything is different this year. Mao Wenlong is still alive, and Yuan Chonghuan is no longer the governor of Jiliao...
On a certain plain in Ji Town, the decisive battle began inadvertently. This decisive battle came faster than everyone expected!
To the north is Huang Taiji's camp, which contains 30,000 Manchu Eight Banners, 15,000 Mongolian Eight Banners, 15,000 Han Eight Banners, and 20,000 Mongolian cannon fodder cavalry, totaling 80,000 troops, falsely claiming to be 200,000 cavalry.
To the south is Chongzhen's camp, which contains 26,000 imperial warriors, 54,000 warrior candidates, and 30,000 dragoons, a total of 110,000, known as 300,000!
If you just look at the claims, this is a war between half a million regular troops!
If you include civilians, this is a battle involving millions of people!
This battle will directly determine the fate of Hou Jin and Ming Dynasty in the next ten years. If you take into account the current environment, this is a battle for East Asian hegemony!
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"This battle must be won, or a great victory! Although our country, Dajin, is far superior to the Ming Dynasty in all aspects, its population is not as good as the Ming Dynasty. Therefore, I have ordered that in this battle, the heads of the four imperial warrior candidates will be
I will reward you with a future, and the heads of the two warriors in front of you will also reward you with a future. Let the slaves below work hard, and I will not hesitate to reward you! Those with military merit can even directly raise the flag and become a banner man!"
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"I have ordered that one Golden Head can make a warrior candidate directly become a warrior, and can also be exchanged for ten acres of land. One Golden Head can qualify for a 20-year half-price housing loan for a small family in Beijing. Three Golden Heads
, you can directly get a small apartment!”
"Let me make it clear to the people below that I still have at least 8 million acres of land and 12,000 small houses waiting for the soldiers. Don't worry that I won't be able to get the reward!"
"Cut your head off!"
"Can you cut off your head and buy a house?"
"Dry!"
“Should we cut off our heads in exchange for land?”