Chapter 362: Three Thousand Battalions
Wait, a person raised his hand at the checkpoint, and a general of the Ming army with a dark face suddenly looked over, with a strange look, looked at the tide in the distance, and said: "Let them go This is the prince's army" After he finished speaking, all the firecrackers retreated.
A group of people retreated from the checkpoint like a tide, and the Shandong army in front of them looked at the nearby Ming army with a frightened expression on their faces when they walked by, and the prince's face was inexplicably gloomy, and Zhu Hu said on the side: "Your Highness, they don't know it's your frame."
"Those who don't know are not guilty" Zhu Cilang said, waved his hand to press down a row of generals who wanted to come up, and said: "Keep moving forward!" He looked at the two rows of soldiers standing sculpturally and asked, "Is this the elite of the Qingzhou Army?" ”
"No, Your Highness, this is just the Tuntian Army of the Qingzhou Army, not a regular soldier" Zhu Hu said, the prince's expression was even more solemn, and he said, "Such an elite is only a soldier of Tuntian, and the training of our army must be harsher and harsher!" He said. More than a dozen generals nearby were shocked and stopped talking. This is what the Tuntian Army's barracks should look like.
"Your Highness, you may not be able to stand it if you increase the amount of training!" Zhu Hu said, "And where we occupy the south of the Yangtze River, where is extremely rich, and there are countless skilled craftsmen, we can develop stronger firearms."
"Well, Jiangnan, where are the landlords, imperial relatives, and nobles who don't want to let the palace develop so reassuringly" Zhu Cihong said with indifference in his eyes: "There are always some moths in this world who dig the corners of the Ming Dynasty for their own interests. ”
"The ministers are willing to cut down these moths for Your Highness!" Everyone knelt on the ground and said in a serious tone.
Zhu Cihong had a frost on his face, and said: "This palace will use the 60,000 troops behind him to eliminate these moths in Jiangnan!" He said coldly.
"Your Majesty, Jiangnan Zuo Liangyu and others have a lot to do with various families" Zhu Hu said worriedly, Zuo Liangyu's 80,000 army are veterans who have been battle-hardened for many years, and they have fought against thieves for many years, and Zhang Xianzhong was beaten by him when he surrendered in Gucheng in history.
"Soon Zuo Liangyu will be dropped to Jiangbei to guard against thieves!" The prince said coldly, at this moment, Zuo Liangyu is still more loyal to the orders of the imperial court, he said that everyone understands that this is the case, and it is not okay to mobilize Zuo Liangyu to Jiangnan without soldiers?
"Your Highness, you can also collect centigold in this Jiangnan," Zhu Hu said. With a strange twist,
"Well, Jiangnan is rich, it's time for those profiteers to let out some blood for Daming" Zhu Cihong said coldly, looking at the south.
*****************
A gust of autumn cold wind blew on Xiao Chuan's body, and he felt a chill in his heart, he just spent 1.2 million taels of silver to upgrade his official mansion, and then he unlocked more system buildings, but this distressing feeling is so that he still has 800,000 taels of silver left, and then there are all kinds of things to do, so it is not enough to spend at all.
"Dididi, the county town is upgraded, Didi Di has 58 hours, 23 minutes and 58 seconds left, after the upgrade, you can unlock buildings, cavalry battalions, school fields...
The group of Xiaochuan behind them didn't want to look at it anymore, and behind them were two thousand cavalrymen, standing silently on this empty plain, with a half-foot-long red feather as conspicuous.
The cold wind of December blew people cheeky, and Xiao Zi on the side said with anticipation on her face in a purple thick skirt, "Is there really sixteen horses pulling the prince's frame?" she asked.
"Don't speak, shut up for a while, whatever you see" Yamato said with a smile on the side, "The prince is very cruel, he kills people when he sees them, and eats them when he sees them, especially a little lady with hippie content like you, he likes to drink the most"
Xiao Zi hid behind Xiao Chuan in fear, quietly looked ahead, and Mo Jun said on the side, "Childe, why are we waiting for that prince, he recruited Liu Zeqing's rebellious soldiers!" ”
"Don't talk about this, he recruits his own intentions, and next time he will change your armor," Xiao Chuan said, looking at the two thousand fat cavalry behind him, he said, after the government is upgraded, the blacksmith shop will be able to produce fish scale armor, so their defense ability will be stronger, and this red feather iron helmet is even stronger.
The two thousand cavalry stood silently, and from a distance, they could only see the boundless red feathers and the dark iron armor reflection with an infinite murderous aura.
The prince's team has arrived, Zhu Cilang saw this team of ironclad cavalry from a distance with a different look on his face, and said with a shock: "I heard that there are many Hu cavalry under the command of General Qin, loyal and not afraid of death, but I have never commanded him My Ming cavalry is so strong, red feather iron armor, I heard that the Han Jianzhang Palace is such a red feather iron armor"
Everyone on the side was indifferent, looking at the ironclad cavalry with shock, and Zhu Hu said on the side: "They killed a team of old cavalry of the other party when they were loyal to Zhang Xianzhong last time, but they do some work on weekdays to chase and kill the fleeing enemy army, or to detect the enemy's situation, which is called the corpse collection team!" He said, and the crowd burst into laughter.
Zhu Cilang looked at the cavalry in front of him with burning eyes, and this kind of strong army could only collect the corpse, and said: "I really don't know how this Qin general is trained to get such elite cavalry," he said, and what is even more powerful is that this kind of cavalry is not ranked in the ranks of others.
Xiao Chuan looked at Liu Zeqing's army in front of him, the team obviously became a lot more tidy, among which the officers were probably replaced by some really powerful nobles in the capital, although many of the nobles in the capital were deserted, but there were a lot of talents, many people have been practicing martial arts since childhood, and they are excellent officers who are familiar with military books, and the prince is a net of talents who have entered this Liu Zeqing's army of more than 30,000, they are obviously more neat, and their expressions are more serious, probably brainwashed by the eunuchs of Dongchang.
Xiao Chuan's brows tightened unconsciously when he saw it, and this time he said that he was greeting the prince who was passing through Shandong, but it was better to probe his details, so that the 30,000 army changed a group of commanders.
There is also a cavalry of about 3,000 people on both sides, they are wearing the standard of the Ming army's iron-inlaid cotton armor, eight-petal iron hat helmet, many of them are dressed as Mongolians, most of them are Ming soldiers with winged tiger guns around their waists, and the copper nails on the cotton armor are flashing with coldness, which makes people feel a chill in their hearts.
Their weather-beaten appearance was full of ravines with a different kind of murderous aura, and the two cavalry were facing each other from a distance, with an indifferent coldness, Xiao Chuan said strangely: "Why didn't I see this cavalry in the capital last time?"
The ghostly appearance of the white crane on the side frightened Xiao Zi, and he said: "This is the Jingying Shenshu Ying and the three thousand battalions, the last time you entered Beijing, they should still be confronting the fifth battalion of Gezuo in the south." ”
The general led by the 3,000 battalions was a general with a thick-backed machete, with a tall body, a face as strong as a pot, like a black bear, and a horse under his crotch was larger than others.
The three major battalions in the capital did not shine in history, but they basically died of the plague that suddenly occurred in Hebei, and forty percent died. Others mostly deserted, or because of a long-term lack of food and salary to take refuge in Li Zicheng, this elite who has been rectified for several generations ended their journey very poorly, not by the enemy's knife but by the plague in Hebei.