When Zhu Jinghong introduced it in detail, the process of the Ming army's appearance and formation had already shocked everyone present.
No one could have imagined that the army could train to such an extent. Everyone's movements were uniform, and each square formed hundreds of people as if they were one person.
Even as a layman, he was shocked when he saw this, and thought that this army was extremely extraordinary.
As experts, senior officials of the Fifth Army Mansion, as well as generals from the Beijing Camp and the Guards Army, had visited the school grounds one after another, and were obviously less shocked.
Looking horizontally, vertically, and diagonally, they are all in the same line. This is also a manifestation of high organization and discipline, and is also the ultimate pursuit of an outstanding general.
At this moment, the senior officials of the Fifth Army Mansion are also thinking about how valuable such a phalanx is based on the firearms war described by Zhu Jinghong.
Of course, the largest number of people present were envoys from various countries, and many of them were military leaders who could tell at a glance that this army was powerful.
"So, how to conduct a military parade?"
An envoy whispered in a low voice, expressing the doubts in everyone's hearts. This was different from what Daming had seen before.
While everyone was puzzled, they saw three men from a thousand households coming to the emperor on horseback. After dismounting, they kowtowed and said, "Your Majesty, the troops under review are lined up. Your Majesty, please review!"
"let's start!"
"According to the order!"
As the emperor's decree was issued, the rhythm of the drumbeats on the school field changed, and it became relatively brisk. After a while, the army will march according to this rhythm.
As the drum beat continued, the light infantry phalanx on the westernmost side moved. After marching, it changed direction and marched from west to east.
The crossbowmen, heavy infantry, firecrackers and other phalanxes behind them all began to adjust their formations and advance along the trajectory of the light infantry.
All the teams moved in a highly orderly manner, and even the cavalry kept their distance from front to back, left, and right, which really shocked the envoys present.
They never imagined that the army could be trained to this level. No matter how powerful it was, it would at least look mighty.
"Look to the right...!"
In front of the light infantry phalanx, the leader Qianhu shouted, and the three hundred soldiers unsheathed their swords and hung them in front of their faces.
"His Majesty the Emperor...Long live!"
The sight of hundreds of shining swords, the sound of neat and heavy footsteps, and the hoarse shouts of the soldiers, shocked everyone present.
The murderous aura was mysterious, but it was clearly felt by everyone present, and no one dared to despise it as a "showman".
"The Ming Dynasty...the country will be forever solid!"
As the light infantry changed from marching to full force, Qianhu, who was leading the crossbowmen in the rear, also issued the command "look to the right".
It was still a uniform movement, still a murderous gaze, still a sonorous and powerful step, and everyone at the scene was shocked again.
Although it was the second time to watch the military parade, Zhu Xianming was still shocked by the fact that the troops were more organized and more powerful than before.
It's not just him, a group of generals are also doing the same at this moment. After all, they have only seen daily training before, and this is the first time for many of them to see joint training.
"It's so neat and uniform, like waving your arms...it's really extraordinary!"
"When I saw him practicing before, I already thought he was a magic weapon. But when I see it again today...it's just as shallow as before!"
"According to the Thirteenth Master, he also has a way to train soldiers in actual combat, but I don't know what it looks like!"
"You said, I've seen it before. The last time I came here, Master Thirteen was practicing, that three-stage shooting. It's really extraordinary..."
"In the words of the Thirteenth Master, soldiers only need to... perform programmed actions, which is to train the army into a killing... killing machine!"
A group of governors were still thinking about discussing, but the envoys from various countries present were completely shocked.
The procession just now shocked them to the core, and the current marching team shocked them even more.
Among the envoys, the Junggar envoy Narisong said solemnly: "The Ming Dynasty's army is really elite. If we go against them, the future is unpredictable!"
But his nephew Bater said: "Huh... we Junggar warriors are unparalleled in bow and horse riding and shooting, and we bought guns and cannon from the Rakshasa Kingdom. We have no fear of the Ming army!"
His face had been swollen before, but the swelling had subsided over the past few days. However, his voice was slightly wrong when he spoke, and it was obvious that he had not fully recovered.
Narisong could see that Battelle was also shocked, and he was just being tough at the moment.
Ignoring his nephew, Narisong looked at Xurigan beside him and asked, "Xurigan, what do you think?"
As the number one warrior of Junggar, Xurigan is not only highly skilled in martial arts, but also has first-rate intellectual insight.
"The Ming Dynasty is very strong, and our army is difficult to defeat!" Xuri Qian gave an objective judgment.
Battle immediately retorted: "That's not necessarily true. Most of the Ming army in the northwest are soldiers from the garrison, and there are some people from the Beijing camp mixed in, but they are not as good as the army in front of you!"
"That's true!" That Risong changed his mind.
Just now he was frightened by the powerful army in front of him and felt that the Ming Dynasty was invincible, but now he was awakened by Battle.
Before he could speak, Battelle looked at Xurigan and said solemnly: "Brother Xurigan, the polo competition in a few days... it all depends on you!"
"Third Prince, don't worry, we will definitely take first place!"
Battle nodded, his eyes full of hatred: "We sent our best girls to the Ming Palace to be slaves, and they didn't like her and sent them back, which made us Zungar lose face..."
"We must avenge this!"
"Yeah!" Xurigan nodded solemnly.
It was his first time to come to the Ming Dynasty, so he naturally wanted to do his best to express himself and bring glory to his family and tribe.
As for the civil servants, senior officials from the six ministries and nine ministers were discussing, while the three cabinet ministers were in a separate circle, looking friendly and conversing closely.
Judging from their appearance alone, these three are not political rivals, they are just old friends who are close friends of each other.
"It's really extraordinary. If all the soldiers of Ming Dynasty are like this, the world will be at peace and the world will be at peace!" Chen Jinyun, the second assistant, said with emotion.
Being able to achieve the position of cabinet minister naturally has the best knowledge and vision in the world, so it is easy to see the value of the army in front of him.
I just heard the chief assistant Xie Changen say: "The army is extraordinary, and the people who train it are even more extraordinary!"
All three people present knew that Zhu Jinghong was in charge of the military training in Shanglinyuan.
Prince Rui is eyeing the East Palace, and now Zhu Jinghong has taken the lead again. This situation makes Xie Changen even more worried, so he feels this way.
Just this year, Xie Chang'en plans to retire. Once he leaves, conflicts within the cabinet will inevitably intensify, and turmoil in the DPRK will also become inevitable.
But now that he is older, he is no longer capable of handling affairs, and it is difficult to even reconcile the conflicts between the two deputies.
In other words, even if he is willing to endure the hardship, it has little practical significance.
Seeing that Zhao Yushan remained silent, Xie Changen couldn't help but ask: "Yushan, what are you thinking about?"
"Mr. Ge, Zhejiang reported the details of embankment repair expenses last month. Compared with the budget at the beginning of the year, it exceeded the budget by 800,000 taels!"
"The third batch of silver from Jiangnan arrived in Beijing, and it was 500,000 taels less than expected at the beginning of the year..."
Before Zhao Yushan could finish speaking, Chen Jinyun explained: "Mr. Zhao Ge, the cost of embankment construction varies depending on the situation, and it is difficult to budget... It is normal to overspend!"
"And the Kuyin you mentioned is the first batch to arrive in Beijing from the Land of Two Lakes, and the rest will be sent later. As long as the final number is correct, it doesn't matter!"
With a smile on his face, Chen Jinyun picked up the tea cup and said, "You think so!"
Zhao Yushan also smiled and said calmly: "Brother Jin Yun is right... I'm just afraid that the people below will cause trouble. It's just that they are looking for death. It's not good if it affects other people!"
While the cabinet ministers were talking sweetly, Prince Rui Zhu Jingyuan had a solemn expression. He realized that he had underestimated his younger brother.
"Fortunately, this kid is an idiot and was reprimanded by the old man just now, otherwise he would really be a threat!"
"No matter what, we still have to win over Old Thirteen. He wears the armor I gave him on today's occasion. Obviously the previous win-over has paid off!"
When Zhu Jingyuan muttered in a low voice, the prince Zhu Jingyuan on the other side did not think as much as he did.
"If the Thirteenth Brother is really capable, we still have to win over him and not let him be led astray by the Sixth Brother!"
(End of chapter)
