Training

The next day, early morning.

"Bang bang bang——"

A burst of rapid gongs resounded through Wengcheng, and the front camp station, which had been silent just now, suddenly erupted with countless shouts and footsteps.

The one hundred elite cavalry selected from the vanguard almost acted as grassroots officers and began to order the ordinary soldiers of the current battalion to leave the camp.

The rumble of footsteps, accompanied by the intersection of armor and swords, resounded around Xi'an City.

After returning to Xi'an, Li Zicheng did not have a day's rest, and the next day he suddenly ordered the entire Dashun Army to train.

According to Li Zicheng's rules, all camps of the Dashun Army must conduct a training camp every three to five days in the early morning when there is no fighting.

And in the early morning, he often personally inspects the troops.

After the establishment of the Xiangyang government, Li Zicheng gradually paid attention to the formation and orders of the old soldiers of the Dashun Army, and often made surprise inspections.

"The total number of Zhongquan's pro-army troops is more than 60,000, and the old troops are 25,654. They have all arrived."

Now it seems that the previous hesitation is really a bit whimsical. There is no other outcome. These four thousand people must eat it in their own mouths.

Li Zicheng nodded slightly, then looked sideways.

Behind the old soldiers are ordinary soldiers of the Chinese army with low armor rate.

But Li Zicheng knew that this was much less than when he left Xi'an last year.

Although the number of people in the front camp was small, it was just right for Li Zijing, who had no experience in managing an army.

All of a sudden, the golden drums were beating loudly on the school grounds, and the marching drums were rumbling. The main forces of each battalion dispersed, formed military formations, and began to drill.

"According to the order!"

"There are not many people in the front camp. According to my estimation, they will be dispatched to the army in less than three to five days."

Li Zijing spent the rest of the night reading the martial arts scripture last night and gained a lot of insights. Although he was very tired, he felt much more fulfilled.

Compared with last year when it first left Xi'an, the Chinese army now suffered more than half casualties. The old Chinese army was severely damaged by the Qing and Wu armies in the Battle of Shanhaiguan.

Li Zicheng's face was now satisfied, and he gave a hum, then took a step forward, picked up the drumstick himself, and beat the war drum.

Fierce shouts of killing intertwined with the sound of marching and drumming. The cavalry team got on their horses, and under the leadership of the team officer, they shook their bright sabers and rushed towards the straw man target in front of them.

Li Zicheng, wearing a light blue arrow suit, stood on the stage early, holding a saber in one hand, looking around with a gaze, and sighed in his heart.

The men and horses of Li Zijing's front camp stood in the huge school field. Compared with the central army, the left camp and the right camp, they were really very few, with only a small square formation.

Niu Jinxing didn't look at Li Zijing and replied respectfully.

Most of these four thousand Qing troops were frontier soldiers of the Ming army. Their combat effectiveness was not low, but their fighting will was weak and they had no centripetal force towards Dashun.

Today, Dashun soldiers and horses stand together, the school grounds are crowded, and flags cover the sky. Looking around, the lineup is still majestic.

After thinking about this, Li Zijing's eyes became much brighter.

Liu Fangliang stepped forward and followed closely.

Liu Zongmin was wearing a green arrow suit, and the scars running through his face were trembling.

"After the Battle of Huaiqing, our right battalion was pursued and beaten fiercely by the captive chief Duduo. The main force has now been partially transferred to Huguang and Shandong. The final general is actively contacting us."

If you are afraid of your hands and feet, it is difficult to achieve anything big. You dare not take four thousand young men for free. This is really a bit indecisive.

"Your Majesty, I have some troops from the right battalion stationed in Huguang. By the end of the Huaiqing War, a total of more than 30,000 people will be mobilized."

"I want you to lead a team of elite cavalry to the racecourse for training."

The number of ordinary soldiers and regular soldiers totaled less than 10,000. With this kind of strength, let alone conquering cities and territories, self-protection was a problem.

Of the more than 60,000 remaining Chinese troops, more than 30,000 were saved by Tian Jianxiu who stayed in Xi'an. Only more than 20,000 Chinese troops were left after withdrawing from Tongguan.

From the peak of 150,000 to 60,000 people, the number has dropped sharply to the current 60,000 people, with only less than 30,000 old soldiers left.

Li Zicheng showed up the next day and even beat drums in person to show his determination to the Dashun army with his actions.

"Zuoying fought against the Qing army in Zhending and has been with me all the time. I know the losses and there is no need to report them."

"As soon as I returned to Xi'an, I immediately issued an official document to the workshops in the city, asking them to work overtime to make the flags, drums, trumpets and other items for the front camp as soon as possible."

It is also easy to manage.

Over the course of this year, countless brothers were buried in horse hides in foreign lands in order to follow him into the capital and destroy the Ming Dynasty.

And behind Li Zijing, there is also Hao Yaoqi.

The front camp not only has a small number of people, but also has no generals who can take action.

Behind him, veteran soldiers of the Chinese army, all dressed in cyan arrow jackets, lined with cotton armor, and with swords hanging on their waists, lined up neatly.

The 30,000 cavalrymen who broke through the three walls of the Qing army's Green Camp formation in the Battle of Tongguan were all selected from this pro-Chinese army.

Li Zijing stood up and said respectfully.

Everyone already understood that what Emperor Yongchang said in the main hall yesterday was not just talk, he really wanted to lead everyone to defeat Guanzhong again.

I'm afraid Zuo Liangyu and Gao Jie won't be able to get enough people to go to Huguang.

"Hao Yaoqi!"

If you can assimilate them, it will be more effective than recruiting 10,000 new soldiers.

Mianhou Yuan Zongdi came forward and said loudly.

Liu Zongmin was followed by dozens of Dashun generals, including General Guoyi on his left and right, several generals Wuwei, and the captains below him.

"The humble position is here!"

"Your Majesty, my former camp in Qingdu was the main force in the battle. The previous general Gu Kecheng was killed in the battle, and the two generals Guo Yi are missing!"

In troubled times, we must seize every opportunity to strengthen ourselves.

The Zhongquan Pro-Army is commanded by Liu Zongmin. It is the most complete, largest and most elite part of the five field battalions.

"Prime Minister, how is the production of banners in the front camp? The matter in Huguang cannot be delayed any longer. It is best to mobilize the army in these few days."

Originally, Li Zijing had not yet decided whether to keep the 4,000 Qing green battalions under Wu Zhaosheng to surrender.

Li Zicheng's eyes flashed, he couldn't let these brothers die in vain.

"Everyone is here!"

Li Zijing got on his horse and pulled out the Yan Fei Dao with a clatter, his eyes stern.

Li Zicheng regained his confidence, beat the drums like thunder, and his military morale was greatly boosted.

Weak, really too weak.

"Start!"

If you pick any general of Wuwei at random, he will have more subordinates than Li Zijing, the commanding general of the front camp.

Liu Fangliang was stunned for a moment and then shouted.

The previous former battalion general Gu Kecheng had good military discipline. Li Zijing just picked up what was ready. Management was not as difficult as for new recruits. He needed to be taught everything.

"Dong dong dong!"

"In the Battle of Tongguan, our right battalion also suffered a lot of losses. Now I have all the people I can contact with me. There are 16,462 people in total, and the old soldiers have 4,316 people."

None of the original Generals Guo Yi and Wu Wei in the front camp stayed with Li Zicheng. They either died in Qingdu or were separated in various places.

Hao Yaoqi had nothing to hesitate. He immediately got on his horse, took orders, and galloped away with a hundred elite cavalrymen.

"Your Majesty, I am at Zuoying——"

Hao Yaoqi immediately took two steps forward from behind Li Zijing and half-kneeled to obey his orders.

Li Zijing paced back and forth in front of everyone. Since this was the first time he was training troops on such an important occasion since taking office, he had to be fully prepared.

Behind Yuan Zongdi, there were a group of Dashun troops from the Right Battalion wearing red arrow uniforms. Their flags were also all red, and they were fluttering in bright red.

Li Zijing only saw today how the former camp's organization was beaten. He wouldn't know without comparing. He was really shocked when they stood together.

But I saw Li Zicheng waving his hands slightly on the stage and saying in a deep voice.

"A total of 6,452 people, including 904 regular soldiers and 100 elite cavalry, are all here."

Li Zijing walked in front of the troops, turned around and said.

"Uuuuuuuu——!"

He rolled his eyes and said solemnly.

"Today, the base camp cannot be drilled. As a newly appointed general, I have the responsibility and obligation to build up the front camp again."

"In this way, we are living up to His Majesty's great trust!"

"Commanders of all departments and sentry officers are out!"
Chapter completed!