King Xiang of the Red Chamber

Chapter 212 Young Officers
"Isn't it a review? What is this saying?" Zhu Xianming looked curious.

"Father...you'll know in a while!"

Although it was not a formal review, seeing that the adjustments were kept in order, Zhu Xianming gave them a higher evaluation.

Soon the team stopped on the east side of the school grounds, and the whole school grounds became quiet again, and the troops were waiting for Zhu Jinghong's order.

Zhu Jinghong ordered again: "The review begins!"

At the same time as the order was conveyed, war drums were beaten on the school field, and the rhythm of the drums would determine the speed of the army's march.

As the drums sounded, the first light infantry phalanx moved in neat steps, and the teams behind them also began to move forward.

"Father, this is the light infantry phalanx!"

"En!" Zhu Xianming remained calm.

He was fascinated by it, and besides the unity of pace and arm swing, the formation was in a straight line horizontally and vertically, which shocked him even more.

At this moment, Zhu Jinghong opened his mouth and explained: "The entire square... there are 30 people in the horizontal row and ten people in the vertical direction, a total of 300 people, and it is like one person moving forward and backward!"

Looking at the team getting closer, Zhu Xianming nodded unconsciously.

However, at the next moment, only the two Qianhus who led the team shouted: "Look to the right...look!"

The next moment, three hundred soldiers drew their sabers out of their sheaths neatly, and hung their sabers in front of their faces.

At the same time, they turned their heads to look at the reviewing stand, and then shouted: "His Majesty the Emperor...Long live!"

The bright knife light, combined with the orderly and heavy footsteps, once again shocked Zhu Xianming.

Walked 20 meters forward with "goose steps", only to hear the team leader Qianhu shout: "Look forward...look!"

Then the entire phalanx roared: "Da Ming... the country will last forever!"

Then they lowered their knives and changed from going forward to marching in unison.

At this moment, Zhu Xianming couldn't sit still anymore, so he got up and walked to the front of the reviewing stand, just to see it more clearly.

The second phalanx is the crossbowmen. They carry quiver bags on their backs and carry crossbow machines in front of them.

"Look to the right..."

As the team leader Qianhu roared, the crossbowmen in the phalanx raised their crossbows and shouted in unison: "His Majesty the Emperor...Long live!"

Hearing the heavy and orderly footsteps, and the hoarse voice of chanting, Zhu Xianming felt extremely happy.

The military parade can still be played like this, this old thirteen really knows how to think.

After the crossbowmen passed by, they were followed by heavy infantry. These people held a large shield in one hand and a spear in the other, which looked like a shield wall from a distance.

I only heard Zhu Xianming say: "It's said that they can't move like a mountain, but I see that when they move, they have the potential to overwhelm mountains and seas!"

Finally, there was a comment. Although there was no direct compliment, it could be heard that the emperor was very satisfied, which reassured Zhu Jinghong a lot.

"His Majesty the Emperor...long live!"

When the shouts sounded again, these long spears pointed forward one after another, as if the spear points were moving on a plane.

"good very good!"

At this time, Zhu Xianming was finally "broken", and he naturally yelled this sentence.

When the pikemen passed by, the fourth came over was the firecracker phalanx.

The soldiers held the butts of their guns with their right hands and put the guns on their shoulders. Zhu Jinghong also placed a bayonet on the muzzle.

Of course, these bayonets were added temporarily for the purpose of "decoration", so it is naturally unrealistic to use them in actual combat.

"The movement of splitting the gun must not go wrong!" Zhu Jinghong said silently in his heart.

The teams approached far away, and after the leader Qianhu shouted to look to the right, they clanged forcefully and uniformly raised their guns forward, and the murderous aura was overwhelming.

"His Majesty the Emperor...long live!"

The voice of the mountain still came, and the reverence on the faces of the soldiers allowed the emperor on the high platform to have a panoramic view.

"Very good...very good!" Zhu Xianming gave the highest evaluation.

After hearing this, Zhu Jinghong couldn't help but feel relieved. It seems that the errand has gone smoothly so far.

"Da Ming... the country will last forever!"

As the gun phalanx went away, the light cavalry came next, and dozens of horses could maintain the formation. Zhu Xianming was impressed by this move alone.

It was still the same slogan, and it was still a uniform twitching movement. Zhu Xianming no longer carried it at this moment, showing a satisfied smile.

After the light cavalry came the heavy cavalry, and then the phalanx towing the artillery, everything was so neat and coordinated.

All the phalanxes passed, and they rode back to line up in front of the reviewing stand, waiting for His Majesty's inspection.

"Old Thirteen, you did a good job on this errand!"

Zhu Jinghong hurriedly came to the throne and said: "Father, this is nothing, if you practice for ten days, you will definitely become more powerful!"

"Call those team leaders over, I have something to say!"

"Yes!"

After a while, more than a dozen deputy Qianhu and Baihu rushed over, and they were leading the team just now.

Among the 14 people in total, nine of them were released from the Dragon Guards, so they could be called the emperor's own people.

Among the remaining five people, some were promoted by force, and some were conferred official positions through martial arts.

No matter what the origin is, meeting the emperor at this moment is extremely rare, and it is a matter of supreme honor,

Normally, it is impossible for them, middle and lower rank officers, to be summoned by the emperor.

"Your Majesty, I will kowtow to Your Majesty!" Everyone in armor still kowtowed in salute.

"Well...get up!"

"Thank you, Your Majesty!"

After everyone stood up, Zhu Xianming was even happier when he saw that they were still in line and standing on the spot with their heads held high.

"This review is majestic and the military is well-organized. It's very good..."

"But what makes me even more happy is that such a feat...is made by you young people, which means that I have successors in the Ming army!"

"You are all still young, you have to make persistent efforts in the future, and you must have a bright future in the future!"

Encouraging everyone, Zhu Xianming's words aroused everyone's excitement, and they became more motivated for a while.

After these people retreated, under Zhu Jinghong's reminder, the guards in charge of training were also summoned.

For these younger reserve military officers, Zhu Xianming did not hesitate to praise, which made the guards equally excited.

Summoning these young people, feeling their youthful breath, Zhu Xianming also felt much younger.

It could be seen that the old man was in a good mood, Zhu Jinghong said at the right time: "Father... the sergeants trained hard, and since you are satisfied today, look..."

"Reward... There must be a reward!"

"Pass the decree... Each person will be rewarded with ten taels of silver, two stones of rice, and one jug of wine!"

After conversion, these things cost almost 12 taels of silver, which is about one-third of the annual income of these sergeants. This is already an extremely generous reward.

More than 500 people, almost 2 taels, the emperor's move this time is considered generous.

Soon the decree was conveyed, and the sound of thanksgiving sounded like thunder at the scene, expressing the soldiers' respect for the emperor.

As the "middleman", Zhu Jinghong will also benefit from this incident.

The impression that it is beneficial to follow him will gradually become a consensus in the military.

"Okay, you continue to practice hard. After half a month, you will be the face of Daming. Let the envoys of all countries... all feel the strength of my Ming!"

Zhu Xianming originally thought that Zhu Jinghong would express his opinion impassionedly, after all, this occasion is really suitable.

But Zhu Jinghong said: "Father... don't worry!"

This simple sentence did not disappoint Zhu Xianming, after all, this person in front of him is the old thirteenth!

"Boy, you... work hard!"

At first Zhu Xianming wanted to praise Zhu Jinghong, but he held back in the end, he didn't want his youngest son to go away.

(End of this chapter)