As one of the three major battalions, the Three Thousand Battalion is undoubtedly the pinnacle representative of the Ming Dynasty cavalry.
The number of this all-cavalry army was not only 3,000, but mainly 3,000 Mongolian cavalry who initially surrendered to Zhu Di, and gradually expanded to 10,000.
The "Fengzi Battalion" among the four battalions of the Northern Patrol Army was composed of two thousand elite cavalry drawn from the three thousand battalions. Zhu Gaojie served as the chief military officer, and Chi Rong, the admiral of the 3,000 Battalion, served as the deputy general.
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Zhu Gaojie took the report and looked at it, took out a wolf hair, corrected the comments, and handed it back to Chi Rong.
He couldn't help but asked with some confusion: "Have you always done things like this before?"
After a few days of familiarity, Zhu Gaojie discovered a very serious problem - the efficiency of the generals of the Three Thousand Battalion was really too high!
The commander-in-chief leaves everything to the sitting officer, the sitting officer leaves everything to the admiral, and the admiral leaves everything to Zhu Gaojie, just like a matryoshka doll, from the admiral Wu Chen down to the commander-in-chief, and finally All the documents of the Fengzi camp were submitted to Zhu Gaojie, and he was responsible for solving them alone.
It is undeniable that all the cavalrymen in the Three Thousand Battalion are fierce men, but besides being fierce, are these fierce men reluctant to use their brain cells at all?
This also made Zhu Gaojie feel confused. He was now responsible for the affairs of Fengzi Camp, but when Fengzi Camp returned to Three Thousand Camp after the Northern Patrol, how would these people handle the affairs?
Chirong scratched his head and said, "Yes, it's always been like this."
"Are you sure?" Zhu Gaojie took out a document from the table and threw it to Chi Rong: "This document is the application for the quarterly report of the Three Thousand Battalion and the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion in February this year. I am a little confused. I The person in charge is Fengzi Camp, why do we still need to deal with the documents of Sanqian Camp? Is this reasonable?"
Chirong smiled stupidly: "It's very reasonable, very reasonable."
He had only heard that King Qi had commanded the Southern Expeditionary Army in the southwest, but he didn't take it seriously. It wasn't until this northern tour that King Qi became the chief military officer of Fengzi Camp that he knew Zhu Gaojie's ability.
This young Prince Qi was actually able to deal with all the messy documents in Fengziying in an orderly manner!
In Chirong's view, this was a very incredible thing.
Although these fierce men in their three thousand battalions are quite fierce when fighting, they are not without their weaknesses. For example... apart from being fierce in fighting, they all have weaknesses.
The origins of the Three Thousand Battalion are the Mongolian cavalry. Including Chirong, the admiral, they had always been nomadic people on the grasslands. It was not until they were included in the establishment of the Ming Dynasty that the Three Thousand Battalion discovered how difficult it was to handle official business. Troublesome thing.
For example, regarding the issue of military pay, Chi Rong would always go to the Fifth Army Governor's Mansion, the Ministry of War, and the Ministry of Household Affairs to ask for money in a very simple way: "I, the Three Thousand Battalion, give me money quickly!"
This upright approach caused Chirong, a Mongolian man, to run into obstacles everywhere, and the Three Thousand Battalion's official documents accumulated more and more, leaving countless bad debts.
Until he met Qi King Zhu Gaojie.
This Prince Qi was simply amazing. He single-handedly took on the entire Fengzi Camp's official documents and solved them with extremely high efficiency. This also made Chirong think carefully. When he submitted official documents from the Fengzi Camp to Zhu Gaojie, he would quietly include the documents from the Three Thousand Camps every time.
Zhu Gaojie could handle documents as large as three thousand battalions with ease.
Chirong has been wandering for half his life, but he only regrets that he has never met his master. If the prince does not abandon him, Chirong is willing to be his adoptive father!
Zhu Gaojie said with an unkind expression: "Chirong, I'm telling you, if you continue to add tasks to me like this, I will definitely not have any juice for you to eat!"
Originally, it was an accident that he accompanied the Northern Patrol, and being responsible for commanding the Fengzi Battalion was an accident among accidents. Zhu Gaojie initially thought that the fourth battalion of the pro-army army was either an elite or a forbidden army. There should be no problem in fishing. Who would have thought that fishing would not work, but instead It became overtime.
However, now Zhu Gaojie can finally see that Chi Rong is a dog basket!
I, Zhu Gaojie, am the father of your Three Thousand Battalion! It's not enough to take over the job of Feng Ziying, but you also have to take over the job of Three Thousand Battalions?
Chirong was still happy: "Isn't that right? Please accept my worship, adoptive father!"
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From Jinling City to Shuntian Mansion, spanning the long north and south, the old man was not idle on the way. On a whim, he wanted to go on an emperor hunt when passing by Xuzhou.
The place chosen by Zhu Di was a winding mountain range of dozens of miles, with open terrain, lush vegetation, and many wild animals. However, no matter how ferocious the beast is, it will still tremble in front of thousands of elite pro-army troops.
This is not a royal hunting garden. The wild beasts in the mountains are very thieves. If they lead these thousands of people, they will definitely scare the prey and run away. In that case, the hunt will be useless and no hair will be seen. Therefore, Zhu Di only brought Zhu Gaojie, the emperor's grandson Zhu Zhanji, and more than 20 knights, including the guard general Fan Zhong, while his own army followed several miles away.
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The clear flowing stream washed away the sand and gravel on the shore, and the green weeds slightly poked their heads out of the water. The immature sika deer looked around to make sure there was no danger and then bowed its head to drink water, making a joyful sound.
Zhu Gaojie rode a tall black horse, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, stretched the bowstring into a full moon, took a deep breath and released the arrow tail. In an instant, the arrow flew out of the string, tearing up the air and making a sound of breaking wind, and struck the deer like a meteor!
The arrow hit accurately... on the gravel beach dozens of steps away from the deer.
Ridiculously biased!
The little deer was a little confused: Huh~ What just went by with a swish?
But then, another fierce arrow struck, unstoppable, and nailed the deer's neck impartially!
The deer tilted its head and fell to the ground. After twitching twice, it stopped moving, as if to say: Brothers, I have to rest!
"Haha!" Zhu Di laughed and put away the bow and arrow in his hand.
The first arrow that missed the target was shot by Zhu Gaojie, and the second arrow that accurately killed the deer was shot by Zhu Di.
The guard general Fan Zhong said quickly: "Long live the precious sword, with such an ability to pierce the Yang with a hundred steps, even the reincarnation of Flying General Li Guang will be slightly inferior!"
Li Guang, a famous general in the Western Han Dynasty, was good at riding and shooting, and was known as the "Flying General of the Han Dynasty". After he was defeated in a battle and captured by the Huns, he took advantage of the enemy's unpreparedness to seize a bow and a horse and shot down dozens of Huns. His accuracy with arrows made no subsequent Huns dare to chase him.
Zhu Gaojie couldn't help but glance at Fan Zhong in surprise. He thought that the guard general with thick eyebrows and big eyes was an honest man, but he didn't expect that his face wouldn't turn red even when he boasted about it.
Zhu Di looked at Zhu Gaojie and said jokingly: "You still need to practice your archery skills, fourth child."
Zhu Gaojiao held up his hands and praised: "What my father taught me is that if I can get one-tenth of the essence of my father's archery skills, I will have the confidence to show off. Looking at the world's best archers, only my father is based on the top of the mountain." , The rest can only look up to them. It is their sorrow to be born in the same era as you, and they are destined to remain unknown."
When his rainbow fart blew down, Zhu Di couldn't help but smile: "Uh... that's good!"
Zhu Gaojie praised himself in his heart.
He is good at using knives and fighting in close combat, but this does not mean that Zhu Gaojie is not good at using other weapons. When it comes to bows and arrows, it is no problem to take the head of an enemy general from five hundred paces away.
But this time when he was hunting with Zhu Di, his arrow missed dozens of steps away.
