The second drill was much stronger than the first, and the infantry of the united soldiers could basically do not make noise and frolic, but the team always deviated from the march, and no matter what, it could not be straightened.

This made Qin Jin anxiously scratch his ears and cheeks. Zheng Xianli has been watching from the sidelines, he is a fan of the traditional battle of the Tang army, and he does not think of this kind of bells and whistles. In his opinion, the march and battle are wide open and close, and if the foot soldiers fight hard, the Mo knife is fierce and sharp, and the enemy's head is beheaded. If it is a cavalry, it should be a long-distance attack, attack in a roundabout way, attack the enemy unprepared, and attack the enemy's weak underbelly.

Like Qin Shaofu's clumsy fight to the death, it is really not a model for generals to follow, otherwise any cat or dog can lead the troops to fight, and it is not a tactical strategy, but it is more desperate.

It is true that Qin Jin's clumsy tactics fought a few tough battles in Xin'an and defeated the An Lushan rebels, but that was the result of a special terrain and a special situation.

It is impossible for the Tang army to take a defensive position forever, and once the time is ripe, it will inevitably turn from defense to offense, and in the future, when the country is prosperous, it will have to open up its territory and expand its territory, and it must also focus on attack. Then, this kind of sluggish movement and clumsy phalanx tactics will inevitably be useless.

Therefore, in Zheng Xianli's heart, Qin Jin is only a good guard, and his soldiers are also good guards. In the previous battles in Hongnong County, Shaanzhou, and Mianchi, the key to victory was not this phalanx tactic, but the use of ingenuity.

In a word, Qin Jin used this method to please the Son of Heaven, but it would do more harm than good when it was promoted in the army.

Zheng Xianli is not a conservative person, he also saw some ways from this kind of queue phalanx, if the soldiers of this kind of phalanx are allowed to take time, practice neatly, one arm moves and a thousand arms move, one leg kicks and a thousand legs kick. It is indeed the best ceremonial soldier, such as the military parade of the Son of Heaven three days later.

While Zheng Xianli didn't say a word, constantly slandering the method of phalanx training, Qin Jin was also thinking hard about what method could have an immediate effect when used on these united soldiers.

"Shaofujun, it's too embarrassing, let us go in a straight line, it's all in a twist and turn, just let us go in a twist and turn, maybe we can walk in a straight line......"

Qi Bihe's complaint made Qin Jin's eyes suddenly light up, yes, how could he forget this trick. In the past, when the marching band was training in a queue, they did not draw several straight lines or arcs on the ground with white ash to make the members walk according to the gray line. In this way, it not only saves training time, but also walks more in line with the norms, which is really a way to kill two birds with one stone and achieve immediate results.

So, Qin Jin immediately ordered someone to get a few baskets of charcoal ash and drew straight lines on the snow in the school field. After such a toss, it was already close to dark when the third drill was carried out. However, the hard work was not in vain, and the phalanx of the six regiments had already walked in shape at this time, and it was covered by the growing night, and it really looked a little neat and tidy from a distance.

The three days passed in a flash, and on the day of the military parade of the Son of Heaven, everyone in the united soldiers could not hide the excitement and nervousness in their hearts, even at the most critical juncture in Xin'an, they were not so nervous when they fought to the death with Hu Bing.

Many people are excitedly talking about the appearance of the Son of Heaven, and some people even have whimsical longings, "The Son of Heaven may be able to remember our appearance, and if he gives birth to a baby in the future, he can tell him that Grandpa once met with the Son of Heaven!"

The Solidarity soldiers immediately responded with laughter, saying that he was whimsical.

Speaking of which, the most nervous person was Qin Jin, since he arrived in Chang'an, he plunged into the forbidden garden barracks, thinking about how to train these rabble to look quite clear.

From now on, the initiative of fate is not in his hands, one depends on the performance of the four thousand people under his command, and the other depends on the mood of Li Longji, the son of heaven. Maybe the mood of the Son of Heaven is more important, Qin Jin thought secretly.

The unity soldiers are wearing the armor of the forbidden army, which is very different from the rough and tattered unity soldiers in the past, and the mental outlook of the whole team is the same.

The first to arrive at the Forbidden Garden were the ministers and a large number of eunuchs, during which the carriages and horses were sparkling, and the ceremonial officials arranged everyone's standing and seating up and down.

"Qin Shaofu, please come with the slave!"

Guiding Qin Jin and his 4,000 soldiers and horses was an inner court eunuch named Zhang Fuchen.

Because of Bian Lingcheng, Qin Jin had a very bad sense of eunuchs, and at first he was worried that the eunuch Zhang Fuchen would make small movements, but after a few contacts, he made new discoveries. Not all eunuchs are bad pus, such as this Zhang Fuchen, this person is a rare loyal and honest person, no matter what he does, he is disciplined, cautious, and even more respectful and humble in attitude, calling himself a slave at every turn.

Zheng Xianli saw a lot of eunuchs, and specially whispered in Qin Jin's ear: "The Son of Heaven specially sent an honest man, and he cares so much about the details, which shows his love for Shaofujun!"

Qin Jin didn't care about this, but after Zheng Xianli's reminder, he suddenly felt a sense of enlightenment, so he also doubled his confidence in today's Son of Heaven parade. The reason why he suffers from gains and losses, and attaches so much importance to the views of the Son of Heaven, is nothing more than that he has too much hope for the future and the current situation. Just as when he was in Tongguan, in the face of tens of thousands of people brought by his own hands could not fulfill their promises, the helplessness and insignificance made him feel great for the first time.

It's not that you don't have a position to do it, but you can't do it without your position, in the final analysis, you still have no power in your hands, everything has to be mentioned more, no matter how much you say, it can only be nonsense, and no matter how good you think, it will only be a dream.

When you are humble and light-hearted, don't say that you want to change the situation, for fear that even your own safety will be controlled by others.

Therefore, if he wants to achieve his goal, he must constantly seize the highest power and have enough strength to have the corresponding right to speak.

In the Tang Dynasty, which paid attention to the origin of the family, the scholars were distinctly distinct, and the Qin and Jin dynasties had no officialdom foundation and no prominent family background. All he could count on was the old Son of Heaven in the distance.

Qin Jin was already able to see the Son of Heaven on the chariot from a distance, it was Li Longji who came.

Suddenly, his adrenal hormones surged and his heart pounded, and the fateful moment had arrived. With the performance of Huang Zhong Dalu, the ceremony finally began, about half an hour later, the drum music stopped, and a eunuch sang at the top of his voice: "The parade begins!"

To tell the truth, the overwhelming majority of officials did not take the so-called military parade seriously, and this was nothing more than the officialdom methods and routines of the Son of Heaven to promote the fortunate ministers. Over the past few decades, the ministers have seen a lot more, and they came to the Forbidden Garden with the mentality of coping with errands and supporting the façade for the Son of Heaven.

After the celebrant sang, Zhang Fuchen reminded Qin Jin.

"After singing three times, it's time for Qin Shaofu to appear!"

Qin Jin nodded heavily, tightened the belt around his waist, and shouted loudly.

"Let's go!"

The phalanx of infantry of four thousand men and six regiments of foot soldiers was sensational.

After three days and dozens of drills, the results of the unity soldiers were also very obvious, with uniform steps and cowhide boots on the solid ground, arousing bursts of aggressive voices. At first glance, it really has the effect of a thousand feet.

"Huh!"

The officials in the seats immediately let out one after another in amazement and strange sounds. Is this really a group of solidarity soldiers? How did they walk so neatly? It was as if thousands of people were transformed by one person, and the bright armor shone with dazzling brilliance in the faint sunlight.

"Ten thousand years of Datang!"

"Long live the Son of Heaven!"

Suddenly, thousands of voices spoke in unison, and the sound of long live shook through the sky of the Forbidden Garden.

Many ministers who had been bored suddenly became enthusiastic, and their emotions were quickly aroused. Even if the Forbidden Army of the Son of Heaven were placed with these united soldiers, it would be dwarfed! Many people already have this kind of comparison in their hearts.

The short distance of five hundred steps was a long walk for Qin Jin, as if a whole century had passed, and his eyes were always staring at the Tang Dynasty Emperor sitting on the high platform in the distance. However, the distance was too far away, and he couldn't see the expression on the face of the Son of Heaven clearly, and he didn't know how the old Son of Heaven felt at this time.

However, the performance was not over, as the rhythm of the war drums suddenly intensified, the horses' hooves shook the ground, and a whirlwind of steel rolled up.

Immediately a minister from the viewing seat exclaimed.

"Cavalry!"

"Hu Bing, it's Hu Bing!"

The commotion arose, and the ceremonial officials impatiently maintained order.

"Silence, gentlemen!"

Five hundred ironclad elites rode one man and two horses, galloped from the west of the Forbidden Garden, bypassed the phalanx of foot soldiers who were advancing aggressively, and galloped to the flanks in a roundabout way, accelerating and turning with great skill, and a discerning person could see at a glance that without decades of work, there would never be such an effect.

It was so steep that a rain of arrows began to rain up, and the Hu cavalry bent their bows and shot arrows one after another, two rounds, three rounds...... At the same time, the speed of the horse continued to decrease, and the right flank of the infantry phalanx went around the front, and then turned to the left flank, but the landing of the arrow was always in the same position.

The ministers and generals who watched the troops in the Forbidden Garden were dumbfounded, they had never seen the fists and embroidered legs of the forbidden army of the Son of Heaven, and they had never seen such a terrifying tactic of killing the enemy in such a battle.

Shang Shuhan's left servant shot Brother Shuhan close to the side of the Son of Heaven, his face was flushed, his eyes flashed with surprise and excitement, and the corners of his mouth twitched faintly, and he didn't know if it was caused by the sequelae of stroke, or he remembered the past of the battle on the battlefield.

"Ten thousand years of Datang!"

"Long live the Son of Heaven!"

"Long live the Heavenly Khan!"

"Hooray!"

The Hu cavalry shouted in broken Chinese, and the audience was excited for a while. The old courtiers will recall the ideals and ambitions of the generals in those years, between the golden and iron horses, the mighty four yi, and the Wanhu dynasty, what a prosperous Tang Dynasty it was? But now, the anti-Juan thief has actually tossed the glorious and prosperous era to death.

Li Longji, who was starry and moony, heard the "Heavenly Khan" explode in the sky above the Forbidden Garden, and finally couldn't help but be moved, and his dry old eyes were already uncontrollably moist. Compared with the ministers, the one who should sigh the most is the Tang Dynasty Emperor who is called the Khan of Heaven by Wanhu.

The phrase "Long live the Heavenly Khan" of the Qin and Jin departments touched what Li Longji had been avoiding in his heart, thinking about how high-spirited he was back then, and how much blood and rain he had gone through to create the prosperous era of the Tang Dynasty. But I don't know when he slacked off, he was casual, and he lost interest in all the court situations.

It was Zahu'er, who was despised by Li Longji back then, who gave him a head start, and let him lose face in front of his ministers, his people, and Wanhu in the world.

The Son of Heaven wants to cheer up, wants to regain strength, but he is too old, people live for seventy years, and there are very few people who can live this age, which is enough for him to be proud of, but also sad, I don't know from which year, his eyes are poor, his hearing is poor, and now even his memory is beginning to become more and more confused...... How can he cheer himself up? Is it just such a body of a candle in the wind?

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