The eldest grandson of Emperor Ming Dynasty!

Chapter 494
The founding forces of each dynasty are extremely powerful.

To be able to win the Great Tomorrow must be a triumphant advance all the way in the later stages of the war, and the soldiers have grown from immature to mature and have strong self-confidence as the victory progresses.

Confidence is paramount to the military.

A person's bravery is only reflected in the individual, and when the number of people reaches tens of thousands, it is completely a struggle of momentum.

During the Han Dynasty, liking the former generals in the army seemed to be a personal competition, but it was actually a competition for momentum.

From the perspective of later generations, it is extremely unrealistic for a general to chase and kill hundreds of people, but in the era of cold weapons, it is not uncommon.

This is the importance of momentum.

But now the army of Ming Dynasty is more than imposing, needless to say.

In this era of alternating cold weapons and hot weapons, bravery in the army is still very important.

In terms of details, including the size of soldiers and armaments, it is also the key.

If Zhu Ying wanted to raise the combat power of the Ming army to a higher level, he had to start with eating and training.

Xuanjiawei camp.

It has been nearly four months since Zhu Ying came here last time, but the training in the camp has never stopped.

In the case of being completely out of production and having enough meat and rice, every sergeant of Xuanjiawei is completely different.

Even though the weather had turned cold in October, the sergeants in the camp were still practicing continuously, and the mere cold wind was meaningless.

The moment Zhu Ying walked into the camp wearing her grandson's uniform.

Soldiers who were undergoing drills in various aspects quickly began to gather under the shout of the officer.

With the sound of drums, sixteen square teams formed under Zhu Ying's gaze, and it only took a quarter of an hour from the start of the order to the end of the assembly.

Today's quarter of an hour is 15 minutes in later generations.

In the era of cold weapons, such an assembly speed is already beyond imagination.

If it was in other guards, it would be very good if all the troops were gathered and lined up in two quarters of an hour, but normally it would take almost half an hour.

"Xuanjiawei pays homage to His Royal Highness Taisun!"

As the flag bearer in front of the phalanx shouted, all the soldiers knelt on one knee, raised their heads and roared together.

In the original military etiquette, soldiers should bow their heads to show respect to their superiors, generals, His Highness Taisun or His Majesty the Emperor.

But Zhu Ying felt that this was not good, and she felt that she did not have that strong sense of restraint when she lowered her head. Since the military parade last year, it has been changed that all soldiers must hold their heads high when saluting, even if they kneel on one knee. so.

Seeing this, Zhu Ying didn't speak, but took off her robe.

"Your Highness, the weather is a bit cold."

Bingbi eunuch Guo Zhong persuaded him, but after all, he took the robe respectfully.

Zhu Ying said with a smile: "Did you grow up pampered and treated like this, this bit of cold is not even a cool breeze for me."

After finishing speaking, he walked directly off the general platform like this, and walked into the square team.

This scene made Bingbi eunuch Guo Zhong so anxious that you broke out in sweat.

What kind of status is His Royal Highness, how can he stand with these warriors?

These warriors stink, they were sweating profusely just now, and they smell like blood, how can this be caused, it is really disrespectful.

It's just that His Royal Highness Taisun has strict rules, especially at this time, Guo Zhong also knows that he can only watch at the moment, and dare not say a word.

Seeing this, the Jin Yiwei around looked at each other, a little hesitant, but they didn't dare to act rashly, they could only watch all this nervously.

Because the sergeants below, with their wolf-like eyes, gave them a feeling of not being too safe, which was due to the nature of warriors.

At this moment, the soldiers of the Xuanjia Guards still knelt on one knee with their chests stopped.

According to the requirements of the military camp, their eyes must always be fixed on the expression of His Highness the Grandson. This is the first military order of Xuanjiawei, and they must not be violated when receiving lectures.

The sergeant who can stand in the front row is naturally the bravest.

And when Zhu Ying came forward, she shouted loudly: "Get up!"

The voice was like thunder, resounding through the entire barracks. No one would have imagined that His Highness the Grandson's seemingly thin body contained such powerful power.

With this roar, the soldiers with the loudest voices had to take a deep breath and prepare for a long time before they could drink out loudly, but His Royal Highness Taisun did not make these movements, and there was a thunderous sound in an instant.

Guo Zhong, who was on the stage at the point, was so frightened that he knelt down on the ground.

Normally, someone might laugh at his timidity, but at this time, no one will pay attention to him.

At this moment, Zhu Ying has already attracted everyone's attention.

After the sound, more than 5000 Xuanjiawei who knelt on one knee stood up neatly, their eyes still fixed on His Highness Taisun.

Zhu Ying's height is considered acceptable, equivalent to the calculation of later generations, the net height looks like 1.7 meters eight.

However, unlike the cloth shoes of ordinary soldiers, Zhu Ying is wearing special boots. These boots are undoubtedly a bit taller, so the current height is about 1.8 meters.

The current average height of Daming is about 1.7 meters, and Xuanjiawei is naturally a little taller, about 1.7 meters five. Naturally, there are also 1.8 meters strong men, but most of them are not as tall as Zhu Ying.

Zhu Ying took a few steps forward, walking straight in front of a strong man.

Staring at the sergeant, under Zhu Ying's gaze, the sergeant couldn't bear it, and lowered his head slightly to avoid Zhu Ying's gaze.

Zhu Ying said calmly: "Duan San, I heard that you are the most valiant soldier in my Xuanjia Guards, and you have maintained the top ten level in the entire barracks in various competitions for a long time. Why, even look at the courage of this palace. None?"

Duan San never expected that His Royal Highness actually knew his name, and at this moment his heart was filled with excitement.

However, Duan San hesitated a little when he heard what His Royal Highness said, and then he knelt on one knee and replied: "This subordinate dare not look at Your Highness."

Zhu Ying asked: "Why don't you dare, have you forgotten Xuanjiawei's first military order?"

Duan San replied: "This subordinate dare not forget, this subordinate is not afraid of life and death, but His Highness is the supreme existence in this subordinate's heart, if you look at His Highness, it is disrespectful in your heart."

"The subordinates are willing to accept the punishment."

The meaning of Duan San's words is that he would rather accept punishment than offend His Highness in his heart.

Zhu Ying said with a smile: "I asked you to read and write, but I don't know what's going on now, but this lip service has followed suit."

"Okay, get up."

No one knew whether Zhu Ying's words were probing or had other intentions, but it was clear that Duan San's words still made Zhu Ying very satisfied.

After asking Duan San, Zhu Ying started walking in the square team.

He looked at each sergeant seriously, and every sergeant would lower his head slightly to avoid looking directly at him, just like Duan San, when he came into contact with His Royal Highness Taisun's eyes.

But at the same time, Zhu Ying's appearance was also deeply engraved in their minds.

What Zhu Ying wanted was such an effect.

What he did was not for show, but to let every sergeant of Xuanjiawei remember his appearance.

This walk lasted nearly half an hour, about four to five ten minutes.

Zhu Ying didn't walk too fast, he tried his best to let every sergeant see his face clearly.

In today's ancient times, the transfer of the army only recognizes tiger charms but not people.

Even the emperor, or even Zhu Yuanzhang, could not mobilize an army that did not know him without a tiger talisman.

What Zhu Ying is doing now is obviously to make himself superior to Tiger Talisman.

The most important thing is that Xuanjiawei is his personal guard, and a proper appearance can increase his intimacy and familiarity among the sergeants.

Of course, there are now more than 5000 Xuanjia Guards, and they are no longer the first batch of Xuanjia Guards.

Strictly speaking, it has been changed to the third batch.

The first batch of Xuanjia guards that Zhu Ying had practiced with before were basically the general banners of various guards, and the military officers of hundreds or even thousands of households.

Many of the second batch went to Daming Military Academy, and some were in the same situation as the first batch.

The purpose of Zhu Ying's arrival today is to let the third batch of new generation Xuanjiawei have enough understanding of themselves.

From this aspect, it can also be seen that Zhu Ying has at least [-] mid-level officers in the current Ming army.

The mid-level officers of the seven thousand Ming Dynasty were all from Xuanjiawei, and they also represented Zhu Ying's authority in the army.

In this situation of continuous transition, even if Zhu Ying herself does not have any experience in leading troops in combat, she will still have great influence in terms of military power.

This is a way for Zhu Ying to infiltrate secretly and seize the group belonging to Huaixi noble generals.

This is an upright conspiracy, even if someone sees it, there is nothing they can do about it.

Every Xuanjiawei here is not comparable to ordinary sergeants in terms of overall quality and other aspects.

Moreover, Jinxuanjiawei is regarded as a new soldier, but in fact, those who can enter Xuanjiawei do not just come in without knowing anything, but are eligible to be selected because they have truly experienced fighting on the battlefield.

After going through the daily systematic practice of Xuanjiawei, the lectures of the teacher, and the ideological education of the teacher about loyalty.

Generally, after three months of training, one would be regarded as a real Xuanjia Guard.

Three months is not a long time, and it is not enough to change a person enough. Besides, the world itself is the world of family and country, and the imperial power is bestowed by heaven.

The sergeants will not have any resistance in their minds, they will only worship more.

The teacher of Xuanjiawei is a special existence, equivalent to the political commissar of later generations.

What I have to do every day is to keep teaching the sergeants some deeds of His Royal Highness Taisun, so as to guide correct thinking.

To put it simply, it is to form a personality cult for His Royal Highness.

After walking around, Zhu Ying did not return to the general stage, but walked to the center of the square and began to speak.

"I heard a report from the military a few days ago, complaining that the intensity of the drill is too high now. It seems that the brothers in the military feel that they can't bear it, so they complain a little more."

"Complaining about the difficulty of this kind of training, who thought it up, is completely torturing people."

"Today, I will say the last sentence. The standard for Xuanjiawei's training has always been set by myself. If anyone has any opinions, they can go up and I will come and chat with them in person."

Zhu Ying's voice was high and powerful, because it was in the center of the formation, basically all the sergeants could hear it.

And these words made many sergeants bow their heads in shame, because at the beginning, many people had similar complaints.

Zhu Ying continued: "Do you feel that my requirements are a bit high, or that I don't understand how hard it is to practice here, I just sit in that luxurious palace, dressed in fine clothes, why don't I eat minced meat? "

"I came here today to tell every soldier in the army that your Highness, Grandson, is not a man who does not use martial arts."

After finishing speaking, he casually took the soft bow from a sergeant.

Then he walked forward.

In Daming's current army, there is no longer a hard bow, and they are replaced by soft bows such as angled wooden bows.

The range of a soft bow is naturally much shorter than that of a hard bow.

There are only about fifty steps, and the real damage reaches the highest level at thirty steps.

This is naturally because with the emergence and development of firearms, the combination of multiple weapons has become a major trend in combat, and a single hard bow can no longer meet the demand.

Because of the relationship between Mongolia and Yuan Dynasty, Zhu Yuanzhang changed the disadvantage of infantry in the former Song Dynasty and focused on cavalry, pursuing fast, exciting and flexible. In this respect, the soft bow obviously has a greater advantage.

The Mongols also used soft bows rather than hard bows.

This is to improve the accuracy and accuracy of strikes after sacrificing distance.

Today's Ming cavalry can be described with eight characters: soft bows, long arrows, fast horses, and light knives.

Infantry is the mainstream of the Ming Dynasty. With the cooperation of artillery and firecrackers, it is not easy to charge in. In the battle with the Mongolian cavalry, it is a tortoise shell with long-range damage, which prevents the Mongolian cavalry from approaching.

It is such a combination of two phases that we have today's Great Tomorrow.

Zhu Ying, who took the soft bow, walked towards Dian Jiangtai.

He stopped when he was about forty paces away, casually took out one from a sergeant's quiver, strung the bow, and shot with his hand raised.

Guo Zhong, who was standing under the flagpole, saw His Highness Taisun shooting directly at him, he was too frightened to move, so he had to close his eyes in fear.

But with the sound of piercing through the air, I didn't feel any pain in my body, but the sound of feather arrows shooting into wood.

Guo Zhong, who had just opened it, hadn't realized it yet, but saw His Royal Highness Taisun [-] steps away, quickly stringing the bow, as if he didn't even aim.

The whistling sound continued.

Guo Zhong subconsciously turned his head to look at the flagpole, only to see feathered arrows constantly falling in the middle.

It was densely packed, almost all of them were shot in one place, and none of the arrows missed.

In just a dozen or so breaths, a quiver of thirty arrows had all been nailed to the flagpole.


(End of this chapter)