The bonfire has been extinguished, and snoring can be heard from every tent. The officers and soldiers were so full that they were fast asleep.
Yang Fan patrolled the camp with his own soldiers.
This is Yang Fan's habit. Every day after dark, if nothing happens, he will personally inspect the camp with his soldiers. This has been his habit since he led the army.
After looking around and seeing that there were no problems, he would go back to sleep.
As Yang Fan marched, the sentry kept asking for passwords. When he answered the password, the sentry saluted and continued to move forward. The battalion commanders of each regiment usually go to bed later, and when they see Yang Fan inspecting the camp, they will come over to report their work to the commander.
This time is a rare opportunity to get in touch with the commander.
"Huang Desheng, the commander of the Seventh Regiment, met with the commander-in-chief."
"Deputy Yan Yingyuan of the 1st Battalion of the 7th Regiment meets with the Marshal."
When Yang Fan heard a familiar name, he couldn't help but look at it carefully. This is a famous person. I didn't expect him to be in the Beijing camp now.
On the 80th day, he pledged his allegiance to the emperor, representing the figures of Taizu's seventeenth dynasty.
One hundred thousand people died together, leaving three hundred miles of Ming Dynasty behind.
He was a native of Tongzhou, Beijing, and worked as a historian in Jiangyin in the late Ming Dynasty. In other words, the director of public security doubles as the warden of the prison.
In 1645, the first year of Hongguang in the Ming Dynasty (the second year of Shunzhi in the Qing Dynasty), during his tenure as Jiangyin Dianshi, he led 100,000 volunteers to face 240,000 Qing army cavalry and more than 200 heavy artillery, and trapped the isolated city for 81 days.
The Qing army defeated three kings and eighteen generals in a row, killing 75,000 people. It was called Jiangyin Eighty-one Days in history.
When Yang Fan read history and saw this passage, he also sighed with emotion. The Chinese nation is full of martial virtue and has never truly softened its bones. If it weren't for these scholar-officials who ruined the general trend of the world. If the people's morale is boosted, every city will resist desperately like Jiangyin. Not to mention the Qing army, no foreigners can invade.
United as one, united as one. The Chinese people have formed a force that frightens all enemies.
Since Chongzhen took his concubines on a night tour of Di'anmen Street, they met Yan Yingyuan, who was working as a traffic coordinator. After a conversation, he gained the emperor's appreciation. From then on, he began to rise rapidly in the yamen of Shuntian Mansion.
He was originally an unorganized auxiliary staff. Not only did he become a full-time employee, he was also promoted to head catcher within half a year. Later, he was transferred to the Beijing camp and served as a general banner. Because of his outstanding performance in training, he was promoted to 100 households again.
There are many hundreds of households in Jingying, and Yang Fan can't recognize them.
Before the expedition, Chongzhen promoted a noble son to be the deputy of the battalion and the deputy of the regiment. It was obviously Yang Fan's servant, Officer Ding, who took over the military camp after he quit.
The Beijing camp now adopts Yang Fan's regiment camp system. There are 3,600 people in a regiment. There are six battalions under it. A regimental headquarters. Each camp has more than 500 people and five hundred households.
At this time, Yan Yingyuan was promoted again and became a battalion deputy.
Yang Fan doesn't care much about these people, and it can even be said that his concern for Jingying is relatively limited. After all, the Beijing camp belongs to the emperor, and he can do whatever he wants. So Yang Fan didn't notice Yan Yingyuan.
Yang Fan saw that he was just a young man at this time. He is about the same age as Yang Fan.
Seeing the famous Dingyuan Bo, Yan Yingyuan was a little admired but also a little nervous.
Yang Fan asked him some questions about camp affairs very kindly. Yan Yingyuan answered fluently. He asked some more questions about the Beijing camp training, and Yan Yingyuan's answers also satisfied Yang Fan.
Yang Fan found that his quality was much higher than that of half of the officers, and it could be seen that he worked very hard.
It can be seen that it is gold and will shine sooner or later. Destiny always favors those who are prepared.
This person is indeed a talent, and Yang Fan has the idea of training him.
"There is a mission, are you willing to go?" Yang Fan asked calmly.
"But according to the command of the commander-in-chief, the general will not hesitate to die." Yan Yingyuan immediately stood at attention and shouted loudly.
Yang Fan nodded with satisfaction. Said: "Among the civilians, there are 40,000 people from Shanxi and Southern Zhili. I am going to transfer them out of the civilian population and stay on the front line to serve. I appoint you as a garrison officer and a part-time regiment training ambassador. I will transfer your battalion to I will give you the command and transfer the battalion commander back to the headquarters. In addition, I will give you 1,500 students from Jingwei Martial Arts School."
Yan Yingyuan was a little surprised. He was just an ordinary person. He didn't know why he had been getting inexplicable promotions in the past two years. Ever since I met a noble man on the street two years ago, I started to get lucky. All the way up. From a nobody, he became a member of a thousand households. Co-managed a battalion of 500 men.
Now, he actually got the attention of the commander-in-chief and entrusted him with such an important job. I was so shocked that I couldn't speak for a while.
Yang Fan continued: "The situation we are facing is much more severe than imagined, and our troops are still somewhat insufficient. I need you to break up these 40,000 people, mix them into ten regiments, and train them out. Jingwei Martial Arts The students will serve as your officers, and this battalion of 500 people will serve as your personal soldiers. Do you have the confidence to do a good job?"
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Yan Yingyuan has a temperament that refuses to admit defeat. Since the commander-in-chief thinks so highly of him, how can he say no. Moreover, he had been in the Beijing camp for more than a year and was eager to learn. With the blessing of his talent, his military quality had been greatly improved.
There are 1,500 nobles from the Jingwei Martial Arts School and the children of military officers serving as officers, and he also has a personal barracks. He feels that he is still sure to train these regiments.
It seems that the commander-in-chief wants to train these regiments to serve as auxiliary soldiers. Take on some of the more dangerous jobs on the front lines. Free the regular soldiers from the complicated camp affairs.
"I must train them out of my humble position." Yan Yingyuan shouted loudly.
"Okay, I read you right. Go ahead and do it boldly. I'll give you two months to turn them into combat-ready soldiers as soon as possible. If anyone dares to disobey you, you should handle it boldly according to your authority and law. If If there is anything you can't handle, I will support you. A general should not be as kind as a woman, and he should not lead an army with kindness. You must keep this sentence in mind."
Yan Yingyuan felt a chill in his heart. He knew that the commander-in-chief had always enforced the law strictly. No one in the Beijing camp dared to violate military law. Those who violated military law and refused to mend their ways had their heads hung on the flagpole long ago.
The three armies were all silent and obeyed orders faster than a rabbit.
He was a smart person and immediately understood what the Marshal meant. The Marshal didn't care what methods he used. What is needed is time. What is needed is control, and all unstable factors must be removed.
"Here! Don't worry, Commander. After two months, the general will fulfill his mission."
Looking at Yang Fan's retreating figure, Yan Yingyuan felt excited. He has become a defensive player.
Early the next morning, the army set off and continued its march.
The journey was uneventful, and in the evening, we finally saw the legendary famous city in Saibei.
Zhang Shize was riding a horse, pointing with his riding whip at the huge bluestone city in the distance, and couldn't help but recite:
When the boy was fifteen or twenty, he captured Hu Maqi on foot.
Shoot the white-fronted tiger in the mountains, and you will be willing to count the yellow-bearded children in Ye!
He has fought for three thousand miles, and his sword has served as a division for millions.
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Try to brush the iron clothes like snow, and hold the sword to move the stars.
I wish I could have Yan's bow to shoot at the generals in the sky, and I would be ashamed to order Yue Jia to call my army.
Don't be afraid of the old days of guarding in the clouds, you can still win meritorious deeds in a single battle.
Yang Fan also said with emotion: "This is the hometown of the Han Dynasty, Yunzhong County. It has been almost a thousand years since the Han people lost this land."
