Daming kill

Chapter 3 Wild Ages
After looking suspiciously at Li Ping, Captain Wang finally chose to leave.

"Calling people by name is very contemptuous in this day and age. If you don't know, you might think we have an enmity!" Li Ping said angrily after Captain Wang left.

"Stop talking about those useless things, I'm still your superior! I can call you by your name. Talk about business." Zhao Jin still didn't get used to Li Ping, and he didn't do less homework.

"It's okay. Today is much better. I don't think there are any major problems. It's definitely okay to just ride and not do anything else." Li Ping had to talk about the topic seriously.

Zhao Jin nodded in satisfaction and said: "Continue tomorrow, don't worry about other things, just concentrate on practicing horse riding well."

"En!" Li Ping responded obediently.

He was actually very fortunate in his heart, if it wasn't for a comrade-in-arms in the past, he would drag him to find a place to ride for two laps if he had nothing to do, it would be really troublesome to learn from scratch now.

Glancing at Li Ping's dry lips, Zhao Jin untied the gourd on his body and said, "You're thirsty! Drink something quickly."

The drinking tools of the two are different. Li Ping's water bag is considered a good item, but most people use gourds and bamboo tubes.

Gudong... Gudong...

Li Ping was not polite either. After taking Zhao Jin's gourd, he raised his neck and drank it all in one gulp, without thinking about saving some for Zhao Jin at all.

After drinking the beautiful water and wiping his lips with his hands, Li Ping finally couldn't help but smile: "I'm in a good mood today, but my face looks a little tender."

Zhao Jin's face darkened immediately, and he scolded in a low voice: "Can you be more serious! I'm tender? You are more tender! Now when I see your recruit's egg-like face here with me, I really want to beat you."

Seeing that Li Ping just curled his lips indifferently, Zhao Jin slapped Li Ping on the head angrily.

When Li Ping yelled "Ouch", Zhao Jin suddenly said with a sullen face: "Today's attack is fruitless again, how can we go on like this!"

As soon as Li Ping heard this, he lost all playfulness in an instant, and his face was immediately covered with gloom.

He said depressedly: "I also listened carefully. Today's cannon fire is rarer than in the past, and the time is shorter. Presumably, the offensive is also weaker. It's really bad!"

"You didn't think of anything again?" Zhao Jin asked, frowning.

Knowing that Li Ping has always preferred to read history books when he has free time, that's why Zhao Jin asked every day, hoping to get more useful information.

But Li Ping couldn't help but smiled wryly again: "Brother, I mainly read books for entertainment, and I can also remember some super important events and historical trends. There were so many wars in the late Ming Dynasty, and the Ming army and the peasant army fought in Zhuxian Town , I really don’t have the slightest impression.”

"Hey! Train your horse well! It's easy to escape at critical times. I don't know what kind of joke this is!" Zhao Jin looked disappointed.

Gollum~ Gollum~
Li Ping's stomach growled at this moment.

Hearing this untimely voice, Zhao Jin could only force a smile and said, "Let's go! Let's eat first."

At this time, on the open land next to the tent, more than 100 people from the whole sentry had sat in a circle of about a dozen, and everyone was waiting quietly with their necks stretched out.

As soon as Li Ping approached, he immediately sat cross-legged solemnly in front of a small piece of ragged square cloth spread on the ground, where Captain Wang was sitting there alone.

Zhao Jin, on the other hand, walked into the crowd dignifiedly and began to inspect.

Food is the most important thing for the people, and this sloppy army is very disciplined when eating.

The sentry where Li Ping was stationed adopted the battalion and sentry system commonly used by many Ming officials and troops in mobile operations in this era, rather than the household flag system of the Guards Army.

There are three teams in the whole whistle, each team has three shi, each has two teams, and each team has five people, a total of a hundred or so people.

Further up, it should have been five whistles as the general, and the five generals as the battalion.

But because their post is directly under them, they only need to obey the guerrillas of the camp, so Zhao Jin's post chief has great authority.

"Dinner!"

Following Zhao Jin's majestic order, every circle on the ground stood up and began to distribute food to the troops with a big bamboo board full of rice.

There is no big bamboo board in front of Li Ping, but a more elegant wooden bucket, and he doesn't need someone to share the food, he can fill it by himself.

But Li Ping and Captain Wang didn't move when they heard the order, they just continued to wait quietly. They had to wait for Zhao Jin, the whistle chief, to sit down and serve the first bowl first.

This is the rule.

The feudal era attached great importance to the concept of hierarchy, and the feudal army was naturally even more so.

The rice is old rice, and there are even a little sand and gravel mixed in it, so you need to be very careful when eating it.

It is estimated that each of the three of them can hold about 3 large bowls of rice.

In addition, there are two pieces of jerky that are so hard that they can break the teeth, two pieces of half-salted and not-salty radish sticks, and a small glass of water in front of each person.

After chewing the radish sticks as biscuits, Li Ping quickly finished off two bowls of rice with his teeth bared and his mouth grinning. Then he picked up the jerky in his mouth and started to fill the third bowl of rice while chewing slowly.

Food without oil and water could not replenish his lost energy at all, and his stomach was still uncomfortably empty, and even two more bowls would not fill him up.

However, he still hesitated for the third bowl, and it was not full.

If Captain Qi wasn't here today, he could only eat two bowls of rice, which is already too much today.

Food is available and rationed.

Ordinary soldiers can only get a large bowl of rice and a piece of radish for each meal, and only a spoonful of muddy water, even if they don't play for a day, they will be half full.

He has been lucky enough.

Although it is obvious that Captain Qi is missing, and Zhao Jin should not know the whereabouts of Captain Qi.Because the bucket of rice was obviously still prepared for four people, and even the extra dried meat and radish sticks were always prominently placed there.

But Joo-jin turns a blind eye, as if everything is normal.

Li Ping squinted at Captain Wang who was also happily serving the third bowl, thought for a while, and asked, "Where did Captain Qi go to be happy today?"

Captain Wang looked at Zhao Jin, and after hesitating for a moment, he still couldn't help but enviously said: "I heard that I brought a few seniors to the other camp to have a drink, and there are fans! ... Hugging left and right, Drinking and talking, this is the life of a man!"

After finishing speaking, Captain Wang couldn't help but sighed in melancholy.

It can be seen that Captain Wang is very disappointed and regretful that he was not invited.

Li Ping immediately pretended to be sour and said a few words of envy, but he did not show any displeasure when Captain Qi clearly poached his corner.

"Miss, you need to be careful, so that you can live up to the guerrilla's love. You must be strict with your subordinates, and you must fight if you make a mistake. You must let them have a heart of fear. Otherwise, if some day a soldier doesn't know I bumped into Miss severely, how shall I explain..." Zhao Jin suddenly began to lecture without reason.

After Li Ping and Captain Wang looked at each other, they could only keep nodding their heads in agreement.

The entire task of their post is to guard the lady, the fiancée of the guerrilla general, which is why they are directly under them.

Then, Zhao Jin naturally took Captain Qi's portion of jerky and radish strips to his side under the watchful eyes of Li Ping and Captain Wang.

……

After eating, Li Ping remembered something, so he went back to his team area first.

At this time, a large group of soldiers with unkempt faces, dark faces, and shriveled cheeks were sitting in the sun to catch lice.

The sound of "crack, bang, bang" from the lice being crushed was endless, and some soldiers even put the caught lice in their mouths and chewed them, as if they were eating snacks.

Li Ping, who had always wanted to turn a blind eye to this pain, immediately felt itchy all over his body. He couldn't help but "do as the Romans do" and put his hand into an itchy spot on his body, accurately grabbed a small black louse, and threw it on the ground. Step on it fiercely with your foot.

Li Ping still can't do it with the usual hand squeeze method, he doesn't want to get blood all over his fingernails.

Seeing their captain approaching, the soldiers greeted Li Ping one after another, but their bodies continued to sit lazily.

It's not that they are not big or small, but that they really don't know more rules.

The health level and training level of this army are very worrying.

Although Li Ping felt that he should get used to it, the blood on those lice-chewing lips still gave him goosebumps, and it also made it harder for him to feel close to these strange subordinates.

"Liu San, come with me." Li Ping frowned and shouted.

The stupid big soldier who took the reins of his mule after entering the camp jumped out from the crowd sitting on the ground with a smile on his face.He was Liu San, a southern soldier, a soldier in Li Ping's army.

Many of the soldiers in the camp near them are southern soldiers, or Chu soldiers.

When he was about to turn around, Li Ping hesitated for a moment, and finally called again: "Duan...Duan Shichang, you too."

A dark and dry man with a fairly simple face also appeared in front of Li Ping quickly.

This is the remaining one in Li Ping's team, a guy who hasn't been running around much for a few days.

After putting a few high hats on the chief with familiar words, Li Ping pressed him a few more words about the heavy responsibility of the guard lady.

Seeing that Duan Shichang said yes seriously, Li Ping pretended to be very satisfied.

Although they are all passers-by, they still have to perform the play that should be performed.

Just like Zhao Jin, when it’s time to stand up, you must stand up. No matter what kind of thoughts you have, you still have to grasp the basics. Who knows what changes will happen in the future!
After finishing speaking, Li Ping turned around and left without hesitating. He didn't have the pleasure of catching lice with everyone.

Li Ping quickly arrived at Zhao Jin's half-high single-person tent in a place as big as a palm.

Zhao Jin was not there, but Li Ping got into the tent and quickly took out a bucket of muddy water.

This bucket of muddy water just filled the two empty thick bamboo tubes brought by Liu San.

"One tube for you, one tube to feed my mules, and a little bit for Duan Shichang." Li Ping ordered.

After Liu San nodded abruptly, he impatiently picked up a bamboo tube and started drinking. The poor water quality did not affect him at all, and he was obviously thirsty.

Suddenly, Zhao Jin appeared next to them.

Liu San, who was drinking heavily, couldn't stop him for a while, coughed violently, and then looked at the whistle chief with awe and trembling.

But Zhao Jin just kept a straight face and didn't say anything.

Li Ping waved his hand, and Liu San immediately fled quickly with the bamboo tube.

"Here, fill the water bag." Zhao Jin stared at Liu San's back and said.

Only then did Li Ping notice that Zhao Jin was holding a bamboo tube, which was full of clear water.This should have just been obtained from the lady, and only there is so much clear water.

After Li Ping finished filling his cowhide water bag, Zhao Jin went to fill his empty gourd.

After pouring the water, Zhao Jin took out two more dark gray dough cakes from his arms.

Li Ping was happy, and immediately took one and started to feast on it.

Zhao Jin also tore up the remaining sheet of bread and began to eat it slowly with clear water.

The bread was dry and hard, he didn't care about it like Li Ping.

"Is that kid reliable?" Zhao Jin asked abruptly while eating.

Li Ping was stunned for a moment, then shrugged his shoulders and mocked: "A fool, what is reliable and unreliable is simple and easy to fiddle with."

"Are you sure he is a fool?" Zhao Jin was obviously suspicious.

"It doesn't matter if he is really stupid or not, as long as he is obedient." Li Ping, who was chewing hard, said vaguely without caring.

Seeing Li Ping's attitude, Zhao Jin immediately laughed seriously: "It's better to be cautious."

"Is it necessary!"

Li Ping still didn't take it seriously, and his tone became more frivolous.

"Why are you so negative?" Zhao Jin twisted his forehead and looked at Li Ping, his tone became more serious.

He was a little dissatisfied.

Li Ping noticed the change in Zhao Jin's attitude, so he swallowed the last bit of food in his mouth and said dully: "What is this kind of new life? It's just living for the sake of living. What's the point of thinking so much!"

Zhao Jin was so choked that he didn't know what to do. He was holding a small piece of pancake in his right hand and was about to put it into his mouth.

After a long time, he sighed and stuffed the small piece of bread into his mouth.

Description:

At the end of the Ming Dynasty, the formation of the official army was very chaotic. Although the battalion and sentry system was popular, it was never the same as the formation of each army. It can be said that there are thousands of differences.

And it is generally believed that there is a big difference in the formation mode of the northern and southern armies.This is directly related to the fact that the imperial court did not make a unified requirement, as well as the combat mode, geographical environment, and personal habits of the generals of each army.

(End of this chapter)