Four volumes of sharp blades out of the sheath Shenzhou moved

Yan Yingyuan's eyes were red, and his voice was a little choked: "No one else can say this." I suggest that it be written and released to all officers and men of the army. ”

Xu Jie said with a thoughtful look on his face: "Indeed, it is touching. I was just numb all over, and I wanted to pick up my sword and rush out to fight Jiannu.

It should be written in writing, and even in the future, it will have the opportunity to spread it to the people of the world. ”

Huang Zongxi, who originally only planned to attend the meeting as an observer and did not express any opinions, glanced at Qin Haoming deeply, put away his last look, and said:

"This letter should show the original intention of Qin Du, write out the spirit and spirit, the rhetoric does not have to be gorgeous, and the words must be elegant.

When Emperor Gao, the Taizu of the Ming Dynasty, raised his army to crusade against Meng Yuan, the power and style of that edict, everyone, I am also willing to contribute. ”

Xu Jie was originally worried that he would not be able to do this alone, even if he added the propaganda staff of the Attendant Division, it was too thin.

To many, it may seem like a simple proclamation, but to those who understand its special meaning, it is an extremely important one.

This kind of change is similar to the change after the Ming Taizu issued a document to discuss the Yuan, from "Huaiyou Buyi" to the marshal of the Red Turban Army, and then from the marshal of the capital to the king of Wu and the Ming emperor.

At the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, the Yuan Yuan article came from everyone's hands, and it was loud and sound, and it had both rationality and temperament, and after its release, it played an extremely important role in stabilizing the hearts of the people in the world and changing the image of Zhu Yuanzhang.

After the release of the text, the Ming Dynasty became a formal dynasty and stepped onto the stage of history.

Now that Huang Zongxi is willing to help, his influence will undoubtedly be much greater.

"Tomorrow, with the assistance of combat engineers, auxiliary soldiers and civilians, a number of pontoon bridges will be built at the mouth of the river, and there is no need to make a detour from the shallow place or downstream.

After the pontoon bridge was built, the artillery battalion must go first to support Zhang's garrison. ”

The generals dispersed one after another, and Qin Haoming, accompanied by Haozi and Yan Yingyuan and other close attendants and guards, inspected the whole camp.

Since the battle was scheduled to be fought after dawn tomorrow, the camp was boiling, and many military and political officers shuttled back and forth to collect family letters, which were actually considered suicide notes.

After all, it is a large-scale battle of more than 100,000 people, and there will definitely be soldiers who will die in battle, and it is a great pity if you don't leave a word for your family before you die.

There were military and political officials in the governor's palace who specialized in doing such things, and some people happily wrote letters, while others felt bad luck and wanted a good lip service, and refused to write even if they were killed.

Of course, this kind of thing depends on the soldiers themselves, even if they don't believe in it, if there is any accident, the military and political officers of the headquarters will deal with his funeral affairs as soon as possible, and there will be no shortage of family letters, ashes, and relics.

The Governor's Palace's bereavement pension will also be in place as soon as possible.

At least in Qin Haoming's eyes, the soldiers in front of him were jubilant, and no one seemed flustered or timid because of tomorrow's war.

The veterans are lying down and bragging, and some people are hurrying to read books, which must be people who are unwilling to be soldiers all their lives and want to become officers.

Eleven people lived in a tent, which was exactly the number of people in a small flag, and the little flag officer slept near the door of the tent, and there were several lights in each tent.

The soldiers are not short of money, they will bring their own lamps, the logistics department provides lamp oil, and before the stipulated time for going to bed at nine o'clock, the soldiers can move around as they please, and the lights in the tents are also arbitrary, and there is no light control.

Many of the recruits were sharpening their weapons, and the knife players were sharpening their waist knives, which were very sophisticated for their own use, with the back half of the sword straight and thick, and the front half beginning to have an arc, and the blade was extremely sharp.

This modified embroidered spring knife is somewhat like a Tang knife, but it is larger and heavier than the Tang knife, and it is not like the standard waist knife of the Ming army, which is somewhat like a lancet from the streamline, but it is wider than the lancet.

This is the standard sword of the Governor's Palace, and the cavalry also uses it as a saber, it is extremely sharp, and its weight, length, and grip are all the brainchild of the craftsmen of the Weapons and Armor Bureau, and it is almost flawless.

It was already very sharp, but the recruits were still sharpening the edge, then carefully oiling it and finally inserting it into the scabbard.

The gunners are maintaining their guns, faucets, triggers, circlipes, barrels, everything must be carefully wiped and oiled, compared to the waist knife, the maintenance of the gunners is more meticulous and careful, they laugh at the knife players for doing useless work, and the guns in their hands are the sharp weapons that really need to be maintained.

Pikemen, sword players, gunners, baggagemen, artillerymen, cavalrymen.

It's not even eight o'clock now, and the camp is bustling, and the busiest is of course the cooks, who have to serve breakfast in advance for tomorrow morning's big battle, and many meals are now ready to be prepared.

The soldiers had to fight bloodily, and the soldiers had to provide the best food for the soldiers before going into battle.

Qin Haoming didn't alarm too many people wherever he went, he just passed by quietly, quietly watching, watching the situation inside outside the tent, instead of walking in at will.

Maybe the soldiers revered him and would be pleasantly surprised by his arrival, but Qin Haoming didn't want to disturb these seemingly carefree soldiers.

Occasionally, there will be a noise at the gate of the camp, and soon the intelligence brought back by the night will be summarized by the Military Intelligence Department, and then Li Xiang will report to Qin Haoming according to the situation.

Every hour there will be a batch of night not to collect, of course, the distant night does not necessarily come according to this time in order, if the road is long, it is difficult to determine the time.

This is a huge military camp, Qin Haoming has been walking for a long time, and the more he gets to the end, the calmer his mood becomes.

Eventually, he walked to the side of the Little Black River, where the river seemed to be much wider at night than during the day, and the camp was at a certain distance from the river, but the generals ordered a lot of wind lanterns to be lit by the river, and the lights and the starry sky and moonlight lit up the river a lot, so that there was no need to worry that the enemy would go crazy and cross the river to sneak attack.

Qin Haoming knew that this was the practice of his subordinates who were brought out by him, and he thought about defeat before he was afraid of everything, and he should be careful when he was bold, and consider everything that should be taken into account.

He stopped, walked slowly to the river, picked up a handful of water, and felt a coolness. There were a lot of mosquitoes on such summer nights, and there were a lot of herbs in the barracks to smoke mosquitoes, but of course there were no mosquitoes by the river, and clusters of mosquitoes were buzzing around him.

Qin Haoming looked into the distance, he felt his feet approaching the river, but he didn't panic, he felt that he was so powerful.

He seemed to be in control of everything, with such a huge military camp and soldiers behind him, Qin Haoming had never been as sure as he was in front of him.

Although he stepped on the mud by the floating river, and there were only reeds to support in front of him, Qin Haoming's footsteps were steady, and he took a few steps forward, looking ahead with shining eyes.

In the end, he finally turned around, strode to the shore, and then asked the attendant to bring his war horse and ride back to the Chinese army's tent. [.]