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Chapter 45 The Great Reading (Part 2)

After all the cavalry had passed the viewing platform, the Jizhen infantry also walked to the west side of the viewing platform. The emperor and the ministers had been dazzled by the horse army's several changes in formation. When they looked up to the west, they saw a forest of spears.

It's so close.

Not to mention the uniformity and majesty of the military, just looking at the faces of Ji Zhen soldiers wearing red clothes and black armor is terrifying. The soldiers pursed their lips one by one, and there was no expression on their black and red faces, and their eyes were

Sluggish, like a dead person, thousands of people gathered together, murderous intent rising into the sky!

Behind the emperor, Tan Lun saw the military appearance of the Qi family army and murmured in a low voice: "One person must die, but ten people cannot bear it; ten people must die, but a hundred people cannot bear it; a hundred people must die, but a thousand people cannot bear it, a thousand people must die, ten thousand people cannot bear it, ten thousand people must die"

, are running rampant across the world! This is an army that will survive a hundred battles and will die!" Lu Shusheng, the Minister of Rites next to him, had sweaty palms and was speechless, unable to speak.

At this time, the Ji Zhen soldiers stepped on the solid ground of the school with neat steps, and a light yellow dust mist was kicked up. With the sound of the golden drums of the Chinese army, the heavy steps of the gong, gong, gong were like giant dragons

The low chant is so powerful that it touches the hearts of all those who watch it, making people's blood rush.

A shrill trumpet sounded from the Chinese army, and the whole army shouted! Ha! Two shouts. The formation immediately changed. There were twelve people in a team, scattered into dots of plum blossoms. Looking from the top of the viewing platform, they were scattered but not chaotic.

, still neat and orderly.

Tan Lun had come to his senses at this time and reported in a low voice: "Your Majesty, this is the mandarin duck formation that Qi Jiguang developed by carrying forward Tang Shunzhi's military tactics. There are no wolves, shields, or long and short soldiers at this time. Your Majesty can just observe its rough outline."

Zhu Yijun nodded.

There was another trumpet sound, and two loud roars, and the whole army turned into two lines in the front, with the spearmen in front and the cannon soldiers in the back; and the two columns in the back, with the spearmen outside and the cannon soldiers in the middle. Qi Jiguang

The Chinese army held various large flags, including a golden drum formation sandwiched between two rows of columns, and the entire army walked to the bottom of the viewing platform.

Tan Lun further explained: "This is the three-talent formation trained by Qi Jiguang. It can best display the power of firearms. Because of the military parade, it can only show its simplicity." Zhu Yijun nodded again.

The infantry marched forward in formation, listened to the sound of the big drum, which was just a brush, pointed their spears and blunderbuss upwards, tilted their heads to pay attention to the emperor, and shouted three times "long live the emperor".

Unlike the cavalry, although these three long-lived shouts were high-pitched, there was no crackling sound of excitement in them. It was like the roar of a wild beast that wanted to devour people, which made people panic. Zhu Yijun smiled and waved.

Captured by the might of the military, many people on the viewing platform held their breaths to watch. When the infantry passed through the viewing platform, they let out a long sigh of relief. At this time, the soldiers of the Ji Zhen Army roared with gold and drums, and the infantry turned into soldiers again.

Sixteen columns followed the cavalry and ran around to the rear of the Beijing camp, then returned to line up in the west.

...

Standing in front of the capital camp, Yang Bing's heart seemed to be clenched. His body was half cold and half hot, as if he was shaking. Although he was riding a horse, his legs were so soft that they seemed not to be his own, and he could not hold the saddle at all.

Zhu Shitai, who had just returned from Nanjing, also came to the military parade with the emperor this time, and stood at the left rear of the emperor with the British Duke and others. At this time, when he saw the military majesty of Jizhen, his heart was beating hard, and his back was

I was covered in cold sweat from fear. I thought to myself: "This is worth a hundred thousand flowers!"

Hu Ke, who was inexplicably called by Ge Shouli to accompany the audience, was not qualified to stand on the viewing platform. At this time, people came out from the audience and kowtowed to Zhu Yijun on the platform: "Congratulations to the emperor, congratulations to the emperor."

, China has such elite soldiers, and there is no need to worry about the enemy!"

After hearing this, the important ministers on the stage thought to themselves: "Who is this? He is so unstable." Ge Shouli muttered in his heart, thinking that Zhang Juzheng had asked him to call Chen Hui. Could it be that this Chen Hui is the troll he likes? This is for him.

A chance for him to show his face?

Thoughts were swirling in his mind, but Ge Shouli was not slow with his hands, feet, and mouth. He followed Chen Yu's words and saluted with all the officials on and off the stage, and praised him. Zhu Yijun laughed loudly, with a happy expression.

...

When the Jizhen elite troops finished marching, another three cannon blasts were fired from the viewing platform, indicating that the Beijing camp troops should begin their march.

Yang Bing was still a bit lucky at first, thinking that Qi Jiguang would betray him and let him go, with the idea of ​​​​showing the strength of the Qi family's army. At this time, seeing the power of the Qi family's army, he felt confused and comforted himself: "I can only rely on Zhang Juzheng to slow down his cheeks." He became bolder.

, turned the horse's head and returned to the central army.

The Chinese army fired a trumpet and raised the Yang-character flag. A loud drum sounded, and all the troops in the Beijing camp stamped their feet, but they were all uneven and sloppy. All the spectators suddenly heard the difference, and their faces were filled with tears.

Mysterious smiles. Only Zhu Yijun, Zhang Juzheng and Xungui looked ugly, as if they could scrape off frost.

Yang Bing was in the central army. He saw panic on the faces of the soldiers around him. His heart was pounding wildly. He knew that the Jingying camp had been overpowered by Ji Zhen soldiers at this time. If they were all pulled out, they might be confused.

It will definitely affect the whole army, and when the time comes, the big thing will be over.

As for whether he could get by with luck, Yang Bing has completely given up on luck. After practicing for nearly a month, there are still many soldiers in the Beijing camp who can't tell their left and right feet.

The second plan can be used. The instruction was to raise eight big flags, and another red flag was waved.

Several other leaders of the Beijing camp saw Yang Bing raising the red flag and knew that he was adopting the second plan. They ordered the large troops to stand still. The left and right cavalry of the Beijing camp came out with 500 horses from each side, adding up to 1,000 horses.

The army also formed eight columns.

There was a low coax on the viewing platform, and the important ministers whispered to each other. Zhang Han, the Minister of Civil Affairs, asked Tan Lundao: "Why isn't the whole camp marching? Isn't there a review of the Beijing camp today?"

Tan Lun smiled bitterly and said: "During the previous discussion, Uncle Zhang Wu told the Ministry of War that the review of the two armies was for the purpose of comparison. It would be unfair to the Beijing camp to use elite troops for the entire battalion, so he asked for permission to allow him to go out to the queue with three thousand soldiers.

Elite soldiers."

Wang Xilie listened from behind and went out to report: "If the two armies were to confront each other, could they compare like this? Your Majesty, this is a sign of cowardice before fighting. - I ask your Majesty to issue an order to allow all the troops in the capital to march in formation!"

Zhu Yijun sneered and didn't answer. Zhang Juzheng said next to him: "Master Wang, let's see how the so-called elite soldiers in the Beijing camp are doing." Seeing the emperor's serious expression, Wang Xilie's heart skipped a beat and he stopped talking.

When Yang Bing designed the second plan at that time, he placed all the elite horse and infantry soldiers on both sides of the army. At this time, it was relatively fast to form a new team.

But unexpectedly, it was not obvious when the small part of the cavalry went out. When the elite soldiers on both sides of the infantry came out from both sides, the large group of infantry in the middle lost the pacesetters on both sides, and the team immediately became distorted.

The soldiers in the Beijing camp had been standing for a long time and were already tired. Now that they saw that they did not have to join the march, they breathed a sigh of relief and could not help but switch the weight of their left and right feet and take turns to rest. Some soldiers slowly twisted their bodies on the spot to rejuvenate their blood vessels;

Some brave ones, thinking that no one saw it, covered their mouths with their hands, stuffed a piece of snack into it, slowly moistened it with saliva and chewed it gently.

The military parade viewing platform was nine feet and nearly one foot above the ground. When everyone looked from top to bottom, they saw that the Beijing camp was like a bean bug with red and black spots slowly squirming, which was a bit eye-catching. Looking to the west, they had already lined up.

Many ministers frowned at Ji Zhenbing.


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