For Liu Cheng, moving the town station gave him more autonomy and the possibility of strengthening his control over the army. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info this is what he wants to see, but how much he can do, especially today when the fire in the south is about to sweep in, it is to resign himself to fate.

In fact, how much Liu Cheng can do depends not only on the Qing court's control over the Wuwei Right Army, but also on Liu Cheng's own ability, but the most important thing depends on Chen Wen, because Chen Wen holds in his hands something that is crucial to both the Qing court and Liu Cheng, that is, time!

After leaving Ningbo, Chen Wen embarked on the journey back to Nanjing. When he came, Chen Wen escorted Wang Yi's daughter, and it was inevitable that he would walk slowly on the way, and when Chen Wen set off to return, there was no female dependent, Chen Wen took the guards to ride a horse on the official road, and it was easy to walk both ways when he came up in one day.

After crossing the Qiantang River, Chen Wen did not stop and went straight to the camp of Niushou Mountain. The Niushou Mountain camp is a military restricted area, and there are no less than three battalions of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Ming troops stationed around, and there are a large number of guards around the camp leading military dogs to patrol. Unless the army is thin, the spies of the team will not be able to snoop on one or two, even if they set foot in the patrol range, they will be caught and taken to the yamen for interrogation, let alone find out the secrets.

In such a military aircraft center, in fact, the training content inside is completely unworthy of such a high level of secrecy, at least on the surface, there is not a single error in this statement.

Ding Junjie has been in the camp for more than half a year for training, and the training subjects on weekdays are nothing more than queue marching training, queue transformation training, weapon training, and training subjects unique to the Jiangsu, Zhejiang, and Ming Army, such as column pressure resistance training, such as array confrontation, and military discipline and military law preaching, nothing more than these.

On the training ground, Ding Junjie and his team of infantry held the butt of their guns in their right hands, leaned on their shoulders, and walked forward slowly, looking dull and lifeless.

"The sixth in the first row, why are your legs raised so high, aren't you afraid of pulling your crotch?"

The training officer's angry shouts sounded, and Ding Junjie subconsciously glanced at his leg lift. He also stayed in the boot camp in Jinhua, and he knew how to march in formation, but he had never been like here, and there was someone who taught him how to walk, so he really had nothing to say.

Ding Junjie's head lowered slightly, and his black eyeballs looked down, past his nose, mouth, and even the military uniform on his body, and he clearly saw that the extent of his legs did not seem to be too high, so he breathed a sigh of relief.

He has a lot of experience in training, and his self-examination movements are minimal, but such a slight movement has not escaped the eyes of the training officer, and the next reprimand immediately starts because of him.

"Ding Junjie, you are the fifth in the first row, what to see. Hear it all clearly, stare ahead, look straight at your enemies, and keep moving! ”

"Uh, the fifth ......"

Hearing the words of the training officer, Ding Junjie suddenly realized that yesterday afternoon, an infantry member of their team was dismissed after a confrontation with the training officer because he could not bear this long and boring training. The Northern Expedition was not to think about it, and even now they could not return home, but were temporarily placed in a special camp for such recruits, and they could not leave there until the end of the Northern Expedition.

Reason, Ding Junjie once heard his long-dead father say that when Chen Wen was training the Nantang battalion on Dalan Mountain, he told everyone that the army was talking about an order and prohibition, and if a soldier can't immediately respond correctly to the order, it is likely to kill the robe around him, so any soldier who can't obey the order must be punished.

The severity of the punishment varies from time to time. Ding Junjie remembers very clearly that his father mentioned that the fourth killer team of the Nantang Battalion A Sentinel Mandarin Duck Formation, that is, the team that his father played in when he was alive, there was a pikeman and a firefighter who were very disobedient, and there would always be some individual actions, so they were often pulled and whipped.

However, these two soldiers finally survived the battle, and now one is the supreme commander of a division-level unit, and the other is the chief of a bureau of the Nantang Battalion, which is known as the courage of the whole army. Thinking about it now, it was still the lack of soldiers at that time, otherwise if it was like this, I am afraid that I would have been blasted out of the camp a long time ago, and I would still be able to climb the punishment ranking?

"Times are different."

His mind flew elsewhere, but fortunately, this kind of mechanical behavior, as long as he obeyed orders, he didn't even need to occupy any mental space at all, as long as his body was used to the rhythm, his ears were supported to hear orders, and he didn't make any foreign appearances.

"Stand!"

"To the right, alignment!"

"Forward, look!"

"Take a break!"

"Stand upright!"

"Backwards, turn!"

When the order was given, Ding Junjie was no different from the team of soldiers he was in, and mechanically stopped. Next, with this series of orders issued, Ding Junjie and the others also completed the corresponding actions like a machine.

"How long is there to train in today's queue?"

Ding Junjie asked this question to his heart at different times every day, but he never dared to put it into his mouth, because the military law was strict, and he didn't want to eat the whipping.

In fact, since joining the army, he has lived a very fulfilling life every day, but this kind of training is really boring to the point of home. Especially at the beginning, the training officer drew a line on the ground, stepped on the line every step, and kept the same speed as the queue, and he shouted in his heart more than once that "walking needs to be taught" and other complaints, but in order to be able to follow the army on the Northern Expedition, he still tirelessly persevered, and even practiced for this, and now he thinks about it, he just walks more together, it seems that that's all.

With the same steps, Ding Junjie and the others walked to the place they had just walked from. A group of soldiers passed by on the left, they were not like Ding Junjie's group of soldiers, with their guns on their shoulders and at the same distance, but carrying the shoulder straps of the firearms, and one after another lined up in a column towards the shooting range in the distance.

Ding Junjie knew that these soldiers were different from them, they were all veterans in the army, and even the firearms they carried on their shoulders were different from what they used to a certain extent - not only the range was longer, but even the accuracy seemed to be higher, but it was a pity that he hadn't touched it with his own hands, so he really didn't know the difference between them.

Personally, though, the firearm on his shoulder is already good. His father was a palladium boring hand when he was alive, and he had never touched a firecracker, and even if he did, it was far less than he is now.

At that time, the firecrackers in the army were all bird guns, either from the capture, or made by the firecrackers of the Dalanshan Construction Division, and there was a certain difference in size. It's like the current firecracker, not only the size is the same, but there is not even a fire rope. According to the words of the shooting trainer who always hated iron but not steel: "With a few fewer reloading steps, you can shoot more shots on the battlefield than those with arquebuses. ”

The flintlock firearm on his body is a little heavier on his body, but when he was training with live ammunition, it seems that the range of the Lumi gun used in the Jinhua recruit training camp is a little farther. Even the recoil is much larger, but it is still much smaller than the turtledove foot gun, which also needs a bracket for such shots.

Today's training, from morning to afternoon, was full of queues, and Ding Junjie and the others were completely speechless. I remember that during the lunch break, Huang Dazhuang, who was behind him in the queue at the moment, complained in the dormitory, this man like his name didn't like such boring training the most, and even Ding Junjie once thought that he would be the one who would send the complaint to the training officer. But now it seems that this guy's temperament is not as impulsive as he felt when he first entered the camp.

It's April now, and the sun is shining in the sky, and sweat is dripping on the body and ground with the movement of the march. Fortunately, this has not yet entered the ambush, Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Ming army is known as the winter training Sanjiu, summer training Sanfu, as long as it is not a vacation and combat, they must be trained in the battalion, there has never been an exception, and no one can make an exception.

Time passed little by little, and after a long time, the horn of the training was sounded, and Ding Junjie was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but after looking at the faces of the training officer and the temporary team officer Lao Huang, he didn't dare to do anything, and continued to keep a straight face, waiting for the order to disband.

However, instead of waiting for the order to disband, the drums of the assembled troops on the colonel's field sounded, and the surrounding teams heard the order and hurriedly regrouped and headed for the colonel's field, and so did they.

"Today's training is over, and you have worked hard. This official has something to announce......"

On the platform, the chief training officer of the battalion shouted loudly with an iron horn, and the soldiers in the audience also responded to the phrase "training for the rise of China".

In the middle of the response, Su Jingzhi, who was beside Ding Junjie, lowered his voice and continued, "There is something to announce again, and let no one eat dinner", another robe named Li Youzhi followed with a sentence of "yes", but as soon as the words said the word "just", they saw Lao Huang glaring at them, and quickly closed his mouth.

The chief training officer on the stage was previously the head of the Military Training Department, and he was transferred after the start of the Niushou Mountain Battalion. Ding Junjie knew that this civilian officer who had been sitting in the office for a long time was the captain of a firearms team in the Nantang Battalion when he was on Dalan Mountain, and he was famous for his marksmanship like a god in the army. However, perhaps it was because they had been sitting in the official office for too long, and the bureaucracy was too heavy, and they had to gather the whole army to speak at every turn, which really annoyed them as soldiers.

"The captain of Dalanshan, the captain when my father was alive, is now a notorious traitor. In this comparison, the chief training officer doesn't seem to be so annoying. ”

Thinking of this, Ding Junjie concentrated on listening to the chief training officer's words, the previous official words were still those on weekdays, there was really no nutrition at all, but in the end, the words "His Royal Highness King Qi will make a special trip to inspect the training progress tomorrow" came out, and the audience was shocked when they landed.

"His Royal Highness King Qi!"

Ding Junjie knows very well that since Chen Wen started the army, he has been invincible in all battles, and he has given land and raised sergeants heavily, and his prestige in the army is incomparable.

This is the case in the army, and there are also a few non-commissioned officers in his team who are civilian households who serve in the army as intellectual youths, rather than the children of military families like him. In the people, Chen Wen strictly governed the government and implemented the new policy, especially not long ago, he also vigorously cracked down on profiteers and shoddy gentry in Jiangsu and Zhejiang who harmed the people.

At this moment, once they heard that Chen Wen was going to inspect, the soldiers in the audience were excited, even if this inspection was not the first time to come, it was inevitable that this would happen, even the chief training officer waited for a while before ordering the army to be quiet, giving them enough space to vent.

"Look at what you guys looked like just now, do you still look a little bit? You are martial artists, you are a member of our Jiangsu and Zhejiang Wang Division, you have to have the appearance of a Wang Division, the boss speaks, and the chatter is endless, even if the handsome man sees it, he has to scratch his head, which really loses face to our Niushou Mountain training camp. ”

After some reprimand, the chief training officer then said loudly: "Tomorrow, the marshal will come to inspect, and you will continue to practice as usual, and show the spirit of your daily life, so that the marshal can see the results of our training in the past half a year." ”

"Obedience!"

A landslide replied in unison, and then the Chief Trainer gave the order to disband. However, when disbandment is disbanded, they also have to go back to the dormitory, wash up a little, and only officially disband after dinner. Before that, although they were not in training, they still had to have order in the army, not only in the training camp, but also in the army.

The formation left the training area, and it was not until they entered the door of the team's dormitory that the excitement was vented again. Everyone, you say a word, I say a word, what you are talking about is nothing more than how His Royal Highness the King of Qi is, their father and brother were following Chen Wen back then, and even those robes from a few civilian households also had a person who saw Chen Wen's heroic posture of slashing and killing the Qing army when he broke the city through the crack of the door.

In this regard, Ding Junjie is also excited, his father is the earliest batch of veterans of the Nantang Battalion, and for most of the year, the team is very clear, and he is even more proud of it. However, there is always a silent one in this group of people, and he is just silent on weekdays, this time Ding Junjie obviously saw the excitement, but soon turned into a sigh and continued to remain silent, which really surprised him.

"Brother Niu, what's wrong?"

"No, it's fine."

is also from the Jinhua Recruit Training Camp, but Ding Junjie has never seen Niu Zhong is still the same as usual, what others ask, as long as it is not pointed out by the military order, he has always been evasive and unwilling to communicate with others.

This young man, who is privately called mute by everyone on weekdays, has a sturdy physique, and his face is also very honest, Ding Junjie saw him for the first time, as if he had seen a familiar acquaintance, indescribably cordial, except for the temporary team officer Huang Chengming on weekdays, that is, he was willing to say a few more words to this robe who couldn't play a fart with eight poles.

"Brother Niu, you don't look like you're fine."

"I, I ......"

Niu Zhong came and went back and forth, but in the end it turned into a sigh. Seeing this, Ding Junjie also knew that it was really not good to be a strong man, so he put out his thoughts. But this time it was different from usual, Niu Zhong grabbed Ding Junjie's arm and poured out his life experience that he never wanted to say.

"Brother Ding, I know that you have always wondered why you have not seen me at the Jinhua Recruit Training Camp. Today, I'll make it clear, I received primary training in the Jinhua Recruit Training Camp, but my mother quickly arranged for the garrison in Yiwu County through the relationship between my father's robes and Ze when he was alive. ”

When he was alive, when he heard this, Ding Junjie immediately understood why he was so close to Niu Zhong, it turned out that they had the same life experience - their fathers were all killed in battle. However, when Niu Zhong finished the following words, he was stunned on the spot.

"My father, like Uncle Ding, was the king who began to follow him on Dalan Mountain, and maybe they knew each other. It's just that unlike Uncle Ding, who died in the battle behind the palace of Siming Mountain, my father was a general of the defeated army, and he failed to complete the task entrusted by the king, not to mention, the entire army was annihilated in Tiantai Mountain by the Tartars. ”

"Huh?"

Niu Zhong's answer really made Ding Junjie stunned when he heard it, the Ming army of Jiangsu, Zhejiang and Zhejiang won successive battles, except for the cavalry conflict, it seems that they have not suffered any big losses, let alone such a sensational thing as the annihilation of the whole army. But as his memory unfolded, he soon remembered a past incident back then, when Uncle Liu, who had been contemptuously called a "dog traitor", helped his father move his grave