After a big battle, there were certain casualties among the various units of the imperial camp and the Huguangxiang battalion, and it was necessary to replenish the troops as soon as possible. Under the new system of the imperial court, the generals of the army were no longer allowed to recruit soldiers privately, and their independent right to recruit soldiers was banned, and the military department was solely responsible for the recruitment and training of new soldiers, and all vacancies would be filled by the imperial court's military recruitment department.

In order not to delay the reorganization and training of the various departments, Zhu Youlang had already issued an early order to let the military department serve as a squire, and Chen Zizhuang, the manager of the Zhaoqing Xingdu Recruitment Office, arranged for 10,000 recruits from the new barracks who had gone through a period of intensive training and had a certain military foundation to come over to supplement the troops of the military towns and fill the gap in the soldiers of the Loyal Army and other departments.

The recruits are all volunteers and civilians who are full of blood and have a deep enmity with the Tartars, followed by miners from mines in various places, and most importantly, farmers from Guangxi.

Guangxi is poor and bad, the people are fierce, brave and ruthless, and it has been a place to send strong soldiers since ancient times, so the conscription department does not have to worry about the problem of insufficient soldiers.

As long as a few more hard battles are fought, the private armies of the loyal battalion and Xiying and Huguang towns will be eliminated and shuffled again and again, and the phenomenon of private armies will be greatly reduced, and eventually all military power will be concentrated in the hands of the imperial court and the Son of Heaven.

To eliminate the feudal towns and concentrate military power, we must not use coercive and drastic means, if we do not compromise and force all the towns to rebel, it will be to shoot ourselves in the foot.

On the third day after the end of the war, after the inventory and sweeping work was almost done, Zhu Youlang left Hao Shaoqi's more than 12,000 cavalry to stay in Yiyang, and personally commanded the remaining 50,000 or 60,000 victorious divisions, singing and triumphing all the way, and returned to Changsha, the capital of Hunan Province.

On the way to the march, the people heard that the Son of Heaven personally raised the army to kill the Tartars, and was returning triumphantly with the army, and they were overjoyed, beating gongs and drums, carrying pigs and sheep, and crowded the side of the pipeline, rewarding the victorious army, and waiting for the Son of Heaven.

Zhu Youlang was deeply gratified by the enthusiasm of the people, he wore armor, rode a horse, and met the people waiting on the side of the road with a smile all the way in the escort of the three hundred "Dingba Capital" sharp soldiers.

In the crowd of greetings, he saw at a glance an old peasant with a hunchback on his back, carrying a bag of rice on his back, followed by his little granddaughter of thirteen or fourteen years old, who looked like a frozen vegetable, small and short, with a yellow face and thin muscles, wearing a shabby linen coat several times larger than herself, and carrying a millet bag on her back. The grandfather and grandson are also ordinary members of the army who came to participate in the reward spontaneously.

Zhu Youlang was curious and ordered the guards to lead the old man to him, and exempted the old man from the etiquette of seeing the king.

"I see that my father-in-law is not young, and he took out so much food at once to reward the army, do you still have surplus food at home?"

"There's some rations left in the rice bowl! The country is in trouble, the little old man is just a poor man, the old farmer who has been digging soil in the field all his life, there is nothing to reward the king who killed the retired tartars, and the only thing he can take out is two small bags of rice, which makes His Majesty laugh! The old man said optimistically, a weathered old face full of ups and downs.

Zhu Youlang was shocked when he heard this, the grandfather and grandson were so poor, they actually sent some of the only food in the family to the labor army, and couldn't help but be moved and said: "It is the duty of the court to expel the Tartars and recover the rivers and mountains, and it is also my duty, my husband's good intentions I have received, I will not accept these rice, the pigs you brought and the food you send are the capital of your life, I will not ask for a penny, my husband should take it home as rations!" ”

"Don't worry about it, don't worry about it, the old man still gives this bit of food, Your Majesty doesn't know, in previous years, when Inspector He was there, he fought every year, and soon after his granddaughter was born, his father was pulled into a strong man, and he paid more than a mile of miscellaneous taxes!

The place where the army passed was like the locusts in the field, and the old man took out far more food than this star, and my wife was forced to starve to death! At this, tears welled up on the old man's thin face.

"Don't worry, my husband will definitely rectify those corrupt officials and corrupt officials in the future, and I will lead the army to fight to kill the Tartars, and I will not let my people live this kind of precarious life again, what kind of good life does my husband want to live in the future? Although I said. Zhu Youlang became more and more emotional, and suddenly had an urge to hate that he couldn't immediately repay the people of the world.

The old man squinted his eyes and said with a look of longing: "As long as there is land to plant, no war, and there are not so many harsh taxes and miscellaneous taxes, it is a good life, the best day, and the old man will be content in this life!" ”

Zhu Youlang glanced at the simple people around him who were full of joy and their faces were full of joy, and he muttered for a long time, and said: "If you don't fight, you have land to plant, and you don't have to pay taxes and miscellaneous taxes to be a good life, I remember my father's words!" ”

The pigs, sheep and rice grains of the people, Zhu Youlang not only did not receive a penny in the end, but also asked the Quartermaster Department to send some military food to those old farmers who lacked food and clothing.

The governor of Huguang, Du Yinxi, has returned to Changsha with the superintendent battalion in the past few days, and Li Guo has been left with more than 10,000 cavalry guards at Yingtianguan.

In Changsha City, in addition to dispatching troops, transporting grain, grass and ordnance to the army, distributing military salaries and other logistical work, he also called on the soldiers and civilians in the city to reorganize and repair the inside and outside of Changsha City, and actively prepare for the triumphant army.

He sent his cronies to look out at the city every day, until one day he saw the smoke and dust outside the city from afar, and the flag was flying.

Plugging Yinxi's whole body, leading the chief soldier of the Supervisory Battalion to block Zhengming, the general soldier of the town of Dang Shousu, the "Qingzi Battalion" general Hu Yiqing, Zhao Yinxuan and others, under the protection of hundreds of guards, opened the east gate and went out of the city to welcome the Son of Heaven.

At this time, they were already able to look at the big flag with the word "Ming" floating from afar, and all of them raised their eyes to look at the big flag waving in the wind not far ahead.

Under the city wall, the military flag hunting, swords and guns flashed, the sergeants of the supervision battalion and the personal guards of the generals of the towns stood in a neat formation, set up, in front of the city gate, dressed in court clothes, wearing Wusha Plug Yinxi stood under it.

Behind him, there were more than a dozen generals in armor, and they raised their heads together, waiting for the king who came from afar.

When the army appeared in the field of vision, Du Yinxi had already led everyone to speed up their pace, walked forward, and when they arrived in front of the Son of Heaven, they knelt on the ground and saluted: "Ministers knock to see my emperor, long live, long live, long live!" A cadre of cronies and entourage behind him also knelt down and did not dare to raise their heads.

"Let's all be flat!"

"Long live thanks."

When everyone was saluting by name, Zhu Youlang had already carried the reins of the horse and slowly drove out of the crowd.