By noon, everyone's faces were exhausted. These military attachés in the Beijing camp are not weak in physical fitness and kung fu, but in the continuous upright, forward, left, right, and backward turns, it seems that the strength that has always been inexhaustible is suddenly insufficient.

In just one morning's work, many people are practicing hot on their foreheads and sweating profusely.

This is the beginning of the snowfall, and the weather is cold!

If it's a real job of killing the commander and capturing the flag, or practicing with each other's swords and guns, or lifting stone locks, and practicing formations, it's all right, and the partial life is just standing and turning, and after a few days, it's almost going crazy to practice!

It's just that His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is also standing on the stone steps of this Shouhuang Palace, and his body is as straight as a javelin, you know, this lord is a serious crown prince, the eldest son of the current emperor, and he has never suffered since he was born!

Even the prince stood like this, and he had to keep commanding, and even demonstrate in person, which was much more tiring than everyone else...... No matter how much suffering you suffer, what can you do?

At this time, he was too tired to raise his fingers, and as long as the prince was still standing on the palace steps, everyone couldn't say half a word.

This is the water grinding kung fu that Zhu Cihong worked on in the early stage. If he comes up and practices so strictly, even if he is the crown prince, the people below him are perfunctory and can't do their work...... He can't use the strength of one person to look at three hundred people!

Wei Yue watched from the side, and also knew that the prince was here according to the battalion and military system, with twelve people per team, one flag for every three teams, thirty-seven people for each flag, one bureau for every three flags, and one hundred and twelve officers and soldiers...... With the current number of people, it is just that two teams of people are called by the prince's side, and the remaining number of people is divided into three bureaus, but now there is no bureau hundred generals, and there is no general manager of the general, after all, the identity of everyone is at least a small flag, Wei Yue and others were originally the general of a hundred households, and the officials are uneven, it is better to look at the results by training, can convince the public, and the training performance is good, so it is natural to be the new hundred general officials.

At noon, when the training was suspended, Zhu Cihong was still standing straight, but the rest of the people were tired and couldn't lift their fingers.

It's such a simple action, turn around, stand upright, turn around again, stand upright...... Going back and forth, the fatigue of everyone is a little more tiring than that of the commander and the flag.

Fortunately, the food is fully managed, and the price of goods in the Chongzhen period can not be compared with that of Wanli year, especially now that the transportation is cut off, the price of grain in Beijing is already a stone of brown rice and sold for four or five dollars of silver, pork is a third of a catty, salt and sugar are equivalent to pork, and oil is more expensive.

Not to mention ordinary officers and soldiers, even if they are military attaches in the Beijing camp, if they don't have a good hair, they have never sent troops to let their horses rob the people, and they have drunk the blood of soldiers.

Besides, there has been no money for half a year now, only occasionally put some coarse grains, or errands, a hundred copper coins a day, buy some brown rice and grain, and the whole family will not starve to death.

The crown prince here, originally had a regular supply, but the emperor had no money over the years, and the inner court was enshrined in just one word: province.

The eunuchs and palace maids don't eat well, and it's not uncommon for people to starve to death in the Huanyi Bureau.

Zhu Cihong knows very well what his subordinates want, three meals a day, large pieces of meat and steamed buns, and desperately get the silver in hand, the picture is to return to the heart, how can he be strangled here?

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When Wei Yue changed into a new red military uniform, stepped on comfortable leather boots, and sat in the bureau flag team, there was a big bucket of meat and a big bowl of rice in front of him, which was a serious military attaché, and he was also smiling, seeing that he sat down, Wang Yuan smiled at him while eating Haisai: "Brother Wei, the master appreciates your martial arts skills very much, since you are here, why don't you talk to the master, what kind of queue are we, and it's useless, it's better to stop practicing, right?" Everyone follows the master, as long as you go into battle, there is nothing to say, just fight to the death! ”

This guy is really very rude and straightforward, and he dares to say anything, but the people around him agree with his words, and everyone's mouths are full of stuffs, but they can't stop nodding.

Sure enough, this cohort training is very exciting...... Wei Yue smiled slightly and said, "You can make Wang Yuan complain about the practice of the law, you dare to say that it is useless?" ”

Wang Yuan was stunned at first glance, but then shook his head and grinned: "It's true, I'm not afraid of anything, but the master shouted, his eyes were cold, and his hands and feet had nowhere to go." If you walk again, you will definitely lose the pace of the drum, and this military stick will be put on your body. It's true, I've been successful in martial arts, I've never been beaten with a military stick for so many years, but I'm scared these days! ”

His muscles were stuffed like pig iron, short and strong, very strong and fierce, such a character was afraid of being beaten with military sticks, and everyone laughed when they heard it.

Wei Yue was also smiling, and when he turned his head, he happened to see Li Gong who was smiling, both of them were well-known figures, and they nodded to each other at the moment, both of them understood.

The Ming military system is too strict, and the slightest carelessness is beheading, killing or not killing, it all depends on whether the chief officer is in a happy mood. Even if it is a military attache at the general level of a hundred households, the civil officials above are also said to kill and kill, and there is no need to be afraid of anything. In addition to beheading, it is at most corporal punishment, and cutting off noses and ears is a common thing, and it is not surprising that the soldiers in the army who have mutilated their limbs are everywhere.

But this cruel marching method is actually only based on intimidation, which is neither fair nor effective, so the military discipline of the battalion full of small soldiers with few noses and ears is the same useless.

Nei Ji here, most of them are officers and soldiers in the Beijing camp, and this military discipline training is even more indisputable, a hereditary military attache like Wang Yuan, who has a lot of ability, where did he suffer from this? But there is a mistake, the military sticks of the big platoon hit the body, let you be the general banner of a hundred households, and one will not be spared. If it had been another commander, the camp would have been bombed a long time ago, and it was His Royal Highness the Crown Prince who had already been erected by Enweid, this military stick could not be beaten by others, but Zhu Cihong was just fighting, this kind of practice, these more than 300 people have already practiced quite well, and from the perspective of an officer like Wei Yue, there is really a prototype of a strong army!

The officers and soldiers who were originally selected from the interior were strong and strong, and they had no determination, no fierce spirit in their bones, and no such strong military temperament of strict orders and prohibitions.

Thinking of this, Wei Yue also nodded secretly, and said in his heart: "The young master has never led soldiers, but he asked him to find his own way and come up with such a military training method." ”

At this time, Wang Yuan himself also understood a little, but he still couldn't help muttering: "It's this standing posture, pitching and throwing, how to defeat the enemy?" I might as well think of something else......"

He had a big mouth and a loud voice, Zhu Cihong was originally not far from him, and when he heard the movement, he had already walked over with his hands behind his back and laughing.

Originally, the prince was in the hearts of everyone, although he dared to act boldly and took the lead, he was still too benevolent, and his surname was a little soft. Later, the city head killed people, and now after the three days of military training, the military stick has been discounted by more than a dozen...... The master who dares to love is the master who must be punished, his surname is strong, resolute and tenacious, and he will never spare people in his hands!

Seeing the prince approaching, Li Gong hurriedly kicked Wang Yuan and shouted, "A mouthful of meat can't stop your mouth?" Hurry up and eat, and then you have to practice again after a little rest. ”

"Alas, I know, I know......"

When it came to continuing training, Wang Yuan was much more depressed, opened his big mouth, and took a vicious bite of the steamed bun.

Zhu Cihong stood behind him and said with a smile: "What, do you think that practicing the standing method is useless?" ”

"yes...... Can you hit someone while standing? Just standing there is a good look......"

Wang Yuan's mouth was really slippery, and he said it with one mouth.

Just when he looked at the faces of the people around him, the thick straight man's face was also pale with fright, and he quickly jumped up from the ground.

This guy just pressed his big hand on the ground, and the person was already standing straight, and the whole person was like a javelin, and this body of kung fu, reaction, and speed were all excellent.

Zhu Cihong admired it in his heart, but his face was expressionless, and he only said lightly: "What is the reason why you are shaking the heart of our army here?" ”

"This ...... The minister should be damned, take the five military sticks by himself, right? ”

"Huh?"

"Or ...... Ten sticks? ”

Zhu Cihong smiled slightly, and said to Wang Yuanling: "I won't beat your military stick, but you come with me." ”

The prince wanted to attack Wang Yuan, and more than 300 people stood up for a while, and everyone just smiled on their faces, but they didn't know how the prince was going to rectify this rammed man.

I saw Zhu Cihong take Wang Yuan and came to the other side of the courtyard of the Shouhuang Palace, but he didn't know what to say to Wang Yuan, but everyone saw that the short man kept scratching his head, and after half a sound, he saw Wang Yuan start to walk back here with dust and ashes.

The posture of this walk is very strange, raising hands and feet, there is a deliberate taste feeling, the hands are raised to a certain height, and the feet also have certain rules, when lifting and falling, Zhu Cihong is still correcting Wang Yuan's pace on the side.

By the time Wang Yuan came all the way, everyone had already looked weird, and when they saw Wang Yuan was ashamed and annoyed, and his face was flushed, even a deep character like Li Gong couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Master, I can't stand this punishment......" Walking closer, Wang Yuan finally couldn't bear it, blushed, and said, "It's better to beat me with a military stick." ”

"This punishment is not only for you, but for everyone."

At this time, Zhu Cihong had no intention of saying anything to Wang Yuan, and under his order, a small team of people was transferred to draw two straight lines where Wang Yuan walked over, and then drew a vertical line between the straight lines.

Next, Wang Yuan was asked to walk back and forth between the lines, and then used white ash to write down the landing point of each of Wang Yuan's steps, and the distance between the landing point and the landing point was also different.

If there is a big difference in the drop point, Zhu Cihong will order Wang Yuan to adjust and walk through again.

After a long while, the matter was finished, and by the time Zhu Cihong waved his hand and told Wang Yuan to go down, the iron man was already tired and was about to collapse to the ground.