Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

There are many hills in the army now, but as long as it does not affect military affairs, no one will pay attention to it, but provoking without reason, military law is not for fun.

Ma Hongjun laughed dryly, stroked the mustache that had just grown on his chin, walked in the dark for a while, and then asked the staff from the Secret Service: "Did the friend from Pidao bring it?"

"Well, my lord's order, never dare to miss it."

"That's fine, that's fine."

There was no other words at the moment, a group of people passed through the dock and storage area, then got on their horses, passed through the military fort, and ran on the avenue. [

The road along the way seems to be the highest level of security on the Fushan side. In the military fort, there are many soldiers. The rain is so heavy that it hits people's faces non-stop. The gun held a pine torch in the other hand, and it was burning extremely vigorously. Whenever the torch went out, it was thrown aside and another one was lit.

On such a rainy night, every ten steps or so is a soldier lighting a torch to light up. It is nearly ten miles away from the military fort to the Fushan camp. All the soldiers had a bright stomach and a resolute face. Although it was raining in the middle of the night, the pouring rain kept hitting their faces and bodies, but they didn't respond at all.

"Such elites are far behind Mao Shuai's back then."

"At that time, Mao Yongshi, that is, Geng Zhongming, was brave and hard to fight. He was the vanguard in battle, and he was the first to attack the city. There are more than a hundred people around him. He is a hero who can defeat a hundred, but even he can't bring out so much strength. Soldiers are coming."

"Jiannu's white armor, should..."

"The slave's white armor, armor, and bravery, there is no doubt, whether it can be restrained into such an appearance is also doubtful."

"If there are no soldiers and horses in Liaozhen, seeing this strong army, I would rather die ashamed."

"If they were ashamed to die, I'm afraid they wouldn't fight like that. In the sixth year of the apocalypse, I was in western Liaoning, and I saw with my own eyes that more than 200 camps in Liao town were continuously bombed. It was worth several million silver, and I lost thousands of miles along the way. Later, when I returned from western Liaoning to southern Liaoning, the whole journey was covered with clothes, Aha, pushing small carts to transport weapons, armor, battles, cloth and grain. I wanted to kill a few people to relieve my anger! "

These few people were talking in the rain in muffled voices, and no one else could hear them clearly except themselves.They all wore rain hats and hid their faces under the bamboo hats, not showing their true colors, but they looked at the soldiers on both sides of the road with undisguised appreciation.

Listening to his discussion, he knew the soldiers and horses of all the roads, and the soldiers and horses of Dongjiang Town, Donglu, and Liao Town that day.

The comments are all clear and logical, very precise and clear.

In particular, someone actually came to the place in person when Jin and Ming were at war six years after the apocalypse. This was said very loudly, probably because of anger, but Zhang Er'er from the Secret Service at the front heard it, but he didn't respond at all.

Because of the sergeant and the lighting, the group arrived in the Fushan camp like an arrow very quickly.

The gate of the camp was wide open, and there were more soldiers on both sides, holding spears and guns, standing on both sides.

Being so vigilant, a group of guests who were able to talk in the rain just now were all worried and stopped talking again.

The entire barracks is paved with red bricks. Although the rain is heavy, the drainage ditches are sufficient and there is no water accumulation.When the guests were invited to get off their horses at the festival hall, they saw soldiers standing in front of a hall with five couplets and seven racks, with bright armor and neat military appearance. There was no mud on the footsteps, which was very clean, and the surrounding buildings were scattered. Youzhi, there are still lights flickering inside, but at a glance, there are many officials dressed in gauze hats and round collars, sorting out documents in the house, busy looking, not like temporary fakes.

Although he was uneasy, but the moment he stepped into the festival hall and was about to enter the house, someone among the guests said softly: "The weather in Fushan seems to be still above Shengjing."

After saying this, the other merchants couldn't help but nodded, but then stared at this person again.

This is too bold to say. [

After entering the room, I felt that the lights in the room were brighter. In the middle was a group of young military officers wearing floating military uniforms, discussing military affairs loudly. Get the latest training plan.

"Director Jiang, has your staff office also helped with military training?" After entering the room, Ma Hongjun was more casual than the guests, found a chair and sat down, and said to Jiang Min, who was busy leading people, "The training of the new army is not bad. Well, it's been less than a month, and I just came all the way... at least a whole battalion of new troops, right?"

"It's about the same..."

Jiang Min smiled slightly, and replied: "This is a new barracks soldier transferred from Jimo for training. Well, the training is really good, and the formation and march are barely qualified."

"The names, banners, and generals of each battalion haven't been decided yet, have they?"

If someone else asks this question, it would be a taboo. Fushan was originally a battalion, with Zhang Shouren as its leader. Some excellent performers entered the martial arts lecture hall, preparing for half a year to one year of training as officers.

This time, Fushan is still organized according to the number of 5000 to [-] people. When all the formations are completed, there are exactly four infantry battalions, each of which includes a cavalry battalion, a pure cavalry battalion, a naval battalion, and an army battalion. Defense Battalions and Coastal Defense Battalions.

The artillery team may also be withdrawn from each battalion, or each battalion only retains one-pound to three-pound small-caliber artillery, and the rest of the cannons are concentrated in one place to form an artillery battalion for centralized use.

Zhang Shouren is still considering whether this idea is applicable in the era of cold weapons, so it is still uncertain whether the artillery battalion will be established.As for the rest of the battalions, except for the battalion commanders, almost everything has been settled.

The four infantry battalions, one called the Fushan Battalion, still use the name of the old battalion before, and they have the most elite soldiers left, and they are still the strongest troops under Zhang Shouren's command.

The second is Xuanfengying. This name is commonly used by generals of the Ming army, and Zhang Shouren doesn't have to be exempt from it.

The third is Dingyuan, and the fourth is Zhenyuan.

Generals of the Ming army would not know how to use these two battalion names, but Zhang Shouren insisted on what he had seen, and in his heart he made Pingyao Dingyuan his highest future achievement and ambition.

The cavalry battalion is named Benlei, and it is called Qianfeng, and the naval battalion is Fubo.The Haiphong and Landphong remain the same and have not been renamed.

The battalion flag has yet to be decided, but the future battalion general will choose the pattern himself, and Zhang Shouren will not interfere.

The eight battalion heads may not all be led by general-level officers. For example, the coastal defense battalion is still led by Ma Hongjun, a guerrilla. Formed into a system, the strength is getting stronger, and the tasks are more important. A group of veteran officers feel that they are not competent. In addition, the competition among the remaining battalion leaders is very fierce.