The elite troops Yang Bing gathered were the personal soldiers of the generals at all levels in the Beijing camp. In the middle and late Ming Dynasty, except for a few generals such as Qi Jiguang who trained troops, most generals relied on personal guards and servants, the so-called "housekeepers", to march and fight.
The birth of servants was due to the construction system of the Ming army. In the early Ming Dynasty, Taizu and Chengzu divided the elite into the imperial army and the small guards of the vassal king. Regarding the layout of local guard posts, only 20 to 30 percent of the troops in the early Ming Dynasty were fully-off-the-job field troops, and the rest were all farming-oriented troops. This idea of building an army influenced most civil servants and generals in the Ming Dynasty.
In addition, the pay of the Ming army was very low. If they wanted to improve their lives, the frontier troops had to rely on first-level merit and trophies. Therefore, when capable generals regularly attack the barbarians grazing on the border, in order to achieve a quick victory, they can only choose elite troops to carry out the mission lightly. From this, Jia Dingbing was born in the mid-Ming Dynasty.
By the Longwan period, Li Chengliang became the most typical example of the family soldier system. Not only did he take the initiative to attack with his servants, but he also deliberately allowed the barbarians to enter and plunder. When the latter returned with a full load, Li Chengliang dispatched elite cavalry to ambush them, and gained both merit and property. This method of combat influenced most generals in the Longwan period.
The servant soldier is only loyal to the general who gave him a generous reward, and has no loyalty to the country and the country. Therefore, by the end of the Ming Dynasty, traitors emerged one after another, and their fighting power was also very impressive. They killed their compatriots and incurred heavy blood debts. It can be said that after the death of Chongzhen, the Central Plains, especially Jiangnan, was completely destroyed, and most of it was at the hands of the traitor army, the so-called Han army, with servants as the main force.
Closer to home, although the servants of the border army are known as elites, they are only average when marching in formation. The servants of Yang Bing and others waited even further. Apart from eating well and training more, they did not have even one-tenth of the energy of the servants of the frontier army at that time.
Later, these people were trained for a month, and they became more energetic, but the orderliness of the queue was not comparable to that of Ji Zhen soldiers.
Everyone on the viewing platform saw the Beijing camp's horse army coming in eight columns from east to west. Some of the horses came forward, and some stayed behind. Although they were not eccentric, the sight of them was very obsessive-compulsive. Although the whole thing has a big appearance, compared with the Jizhen cavalry, it feels like an armed parade of militia.
Most of the civil servants on the viewing platform have never led troops. If it were not for the previous drills of Jizhen's elite soldiers, such a formation would be passable in their eyes. But before that, the Buddha jumped over the wall to eat, and then looked at the Jing camp - it was like rotten steamed buns mixed with moldy bran. It was hard to swallow, let alone swallow, and everyone shook their heads.
When he got to the viewing platform, Yang Bing didn't dare to change the formation like Qi Jiguang. He just passed it honestly.
With the sound of a big drum, the soldiers drew their swords and pointed them at an angle. Some were fast, some were slow, some were holding their swords high, and some were holding them low. It was really hard to see. When the team was about to pass, some soldiers put their hands on the handles of their swords at their waists and pulled them out. They were so nervous that they didn't even pull out their swords.
The three long live shouts were quite loud, but uneven. A fool waited for everyone to finish their words before roaring, and a burst of laughter broke out in the auditorium. Then they saw Zhang Juzheng standing next to the emperor in the front row and glanced back. The ministers realized that this was a slap in the face of the emperor, and stood still in silence.
At this time, Yang Bing was in the middle of the infantry and saw the embarrassing appearance of the cavalry in front when they passed by. His eyes were a little dazzled and his vision was blurred. At this time, the arrow is on the string, so I can only forcefully command mentally. Because I had rehearsed it many times after the New Year, the Chinese Army’s Golden Drum Flag did not go wrong.
It may be that Yang Bing and others were busy training troops and did not do enough ancestor worship during the Spring Festival. The ancestors of each family took the initiative and insisted on giving them some eye drops. When the front infantry troops passed the viewing platform to the beat of drums, something happened after all.
When a soldier in the middle of the front row of the front line drew his sword and pointed it at an angle, his palms became sweaty because of nervousness. The sword fell to the ground with a clunk as he failed to hold it. He wanted to bend down to pick it up, but then he remembered the general's stern warning not to make any random moves. The queue could not allow him to hesitate, so he walked over empty-handed.
When the soldiers on his left, right and rear saw the knife falling to the ground, they were instructed not to step on it. Naturally, a bubble formed around the knife in the middle of the team. When the emperor and everyone else watched on the stage, it was extremely dazzling.
It was nothing more than an air bubble. The soldiers followed the sound of the golden drum and walked a few steps. Finally, a more reckless soldier did not see it and kicked the handle of the knife. The knife flew up from the diagonal stab and hit him on the right A soldier in front had a large gash on his ankle and was bleeding. The injured soldier was quite capable, gritting his teeth and keeping silent, but he was inevitably limping.
But in this way, the empty bubble updated its position, and two uneven places appeared in the team, gradually connecting together. The soldiers behind just stared at the soldiers in front. After dozens of steps, the rear of the front army split into two branches, becoming more and more open as they moved forward.
The troops at the front of the Chinese army were a little confused when they saw this situation. They didn't know whether this was a formation drill or something went wrong. Some of them moved behind the soldiers who were following the split, and some wanted to maintain the original formation. They actually divided into three groups, two small and one large. , just like the trident.
At this time, the viewing platform was like an ice cave. The emperor said nothing with a cold face, and Zhang Juzheng's face was as black as the bottom of a pot. When the ministers saw such a big mess in the military parade, they didn't know what the emperor would do, so they all bowed their hands and said nothing. Some of those who were worried about the country and the people were so angry that they were shaking all over. The eyes of Yang Bing and other generals in the capital camp turned black.
Vice General Jiao Ze was at the front of the Chinese army. Although he didn't understand what was going on behind the front army, he knew that something was definitely wrong here because he had never practiced this kind of three-pronged infantry formation since he was a child. He originally held the flag and commanded. He put the flag into the hands of the soldiers beside him, ran out of the queue, and formed his team in front of the Chinese army.
When he shouted and passed the Chinese army, he finally saw the knife on the ground. He quickly ran a few steps and bent down to pick it up. He had no place to hang it on himself and didn't dare to throw it away. He ran back with the knife in hand, yelling and driving the trident to join forces.
It doesn't matter if he rushes with the knife in hand, these "elite soldiers" of the servants are all straight-minded - otherwise they cannot become elites. Knowing that he had made a big mistake, he thought that Lieutenant General Jiao was so embarrassed and angry that he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger, so he stayed away from him. From then on, not a single soldier dared to approach within six feet of the center of the circle with Deputy General Jiao, and the team was pushed closer to the viewing platform.
At this time, Yang Bing of the Chinese Army had already seen the whole story clearly from his horse. Bells and drums rang in his ears. The scenery in front of him turned black and white, and his heart jumped in his chest and into his throat. He wanted to kill himself with his sword, and he also wanted to hack Jiao Ze and the other soldiers to death.
When Yang Bing reached the bottom of the viewing platform, the emperor finally said on the stage: "Enough is enough, the whole army stops!"
When the order came down, a trumpet sounded from the auditorium, and the Han generals shouted in unison: "Stop the whole army!"
The Jingying cavalry team had almost reached the Jizhen soldiers. After hearing this, they didn't know what was going on. There was a burst of people shouting and neighing. The golden drummer next to Yang Bing heard the Han general shouting, and without waiting for Yang Bing's order, the golden drum sounded, and the whole army slowly stopped.
The general of the Han Dynasty also sent an order: "All the troops have returned to their headquarters. The generals of the capital camp and above will go to the viewing platform to meet you!"
At this time, the three thousand people undergoing the parade in the Beijing camp knew that something was wrong with the parade, and they were all panicked. After hearing the order, some soldiers did not even look at the generals in their headquarters, and ran towards the camp one after another. They felt that they could only be safe with a large army. Feeling like.
There are still some who stay with their generals. Seen from the stage, the circles look like plum blossoms, but compared with the plum blossoms and mandarin ducks in Jizhen, it is simply the greatest black humor since Taizu Jianji.
The emperor was on the stage, and the sharp childish voice burst out from his throat, with bone-deep indifference: "My lords, how can I sleep peacefully in such a capital camp?"
