The elite troops that 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. In terms of the layout of local guards, only 20 to 30% of the troops in the early Ming Dynasty
It was a field army that was completely out of production, and the rest were mainly engaged in farming. 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 border troops had to rely on their heads and trophies. Therefore, when capable generals regularly attacked the barbarians grazing on the border, in order to achieve a quick victory, they could only
Select elite troops to carry out tasks lightly and simply. Thus, the servant soldiers were born in the mid-Ming Dynasty.
By the Longwan period, Li Chengliang became the most typical example of the retainer military system. Not only did he take the initiative to attack with his retainers, but he also deliberately allowed the barbarians to enter and plunder. When the latter returned with full loads, Li Chengliang dispatched elite cavalry to ambush him in light armor, collecting his head merit and property.
Gaining both. This method of combat influenced most generals in the Longwan period.
The servant soldiers were only loyal to the general who gave him a generous reward, and had no loyalty to the country at all. Therefore, by the end of the Ming Dynasty, traitors emerged in endlessly, and their combat effectiveness was also very impressive. They killed their compatriots and incurred heavy blood debts. It can be said that after Chongzhen died for his country, the Central Plains, especially
The complete fall of Jiangnan was mostly at the hands of the so-called Han army, a traitor army dominated by servants.
Closer to home, although the servants of the border army are known as elites, they are just mediocre when they are marching in formation. The servants of Yang Bing and others are even more waiting. In addition to eating well and training more, they are even more energetic than the servants of the border army at this time.
Not even a tenth of it.
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 the Jizhen 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 it was not to the extent of being twisted, the sight of it was very triggering for obsessive-compulsive disorder.
Although the whole thing has a big appearance, compared with the Jizhen cavalry, it feels like an armed militia parade.
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 acceptable in their eyes. But before, 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 and it was over.
With the sound of a big drum, all the soldiers drew their swords and pointed them at an angle. Some were fast, some were slow, some raised their swords high, and some raised them low. It was really hard to see. When the team was about to pass, some soldiers put their hands on
The handle of the knife at his waist was pulled out, but he was so nervous that he didn't even pull out the knife.
The three long live shouts were quite loud, but uneven. A fool waited for everyone to finish their words before he roared, and there was a burst of laughter on the auditorium. Then he saw Zhang Juzheng standing next to the emperor in the front row and turned around.
After a quick glance, the ministers realized that this was a slap in the emperor's face, 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 passing by. His eyes were a little dazzled and his vision was blurred. At this time, the arrow was on the string, so he could only forcefully command. Because he had practiced it many times after the year,
There was nothing wrong with the Chinese army's golden drum flag.
Maybe it was because Yang Bing and others were busy training soldiers and didn't do enough ancestor worship during the Spring Festival. The ancestors of each family took action and insisted on giving them some eye drops. When the infantry front troops passed by the viewing platform with drum beats,
After all, something went wrong.
A soldier in the middle of the front row of the front line was drawing a knife and pointing it at an angle. He was so nervous that his palms became sweaty, so he lost his grip on the knife and fell to the ground with a clang. He wanted to bend down to pick it up, but then he remembered that the general would not allow any random movements.
He received a stern warning, but 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 ordered not to step on it, and naturally a bubble formed around the knife in the middle of the team. When the emperor and others watched on the stage, it was extremely dazzling.
It was nothing more than an empty 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 diagonally and stabbed him to the right.
A soldier in the front had a big gash on his ankle and was bleeding. The injured soldier was quite capable and kept silent through gritted teeth, but he was inevitably limping.
But as a result, the empty bubble updated its position, and two uneven places appeared in the team, gradually connecting together. The soldiers at the back just stared at the soldiers in front. After dozens of steps, the rear of the front army unexpectedly
It splits into two branches, becoming more and more open as you go.
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. Seeing such a big mess in the military parade, the ministers didn't know what the emperor would do, so they all bowed their hands and said nothing.
He didn't say anything. Some people 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 was originally commanding the flag.
Putting the flag into the hands of the soldiers beside him, he ran out of the queue and formed his team in front of the central army.
When he shouted and passed the Chinese army, he finally saw the knife on the ground. He ran a few steps quickly, bent down and picked it up. He had no place to hang it on himself and did not dare to throw it away. He ran back with the knife and shouted
Rushing to join forces with the trident.
It didn't matter that he hurried with the knife in hand. These "elite soldiers" of the servants were all straight-hearted - otherwise they wouldn't be elites. Knowing that he had made a big mistake, he thought that Deputy General Jiao was so embarrassed and angry that he wanted to kill someone to vent his anger, so he stayed away from him.
He left. Since then, not a single soldier within six feet of the center of the circle with Lieutenant General Jiao dared to approach, forcing the team to press closer to the viewing platform.
At this time, Yang Bing of the Chinese Army had already seen the whole story clearly on his horse. Bells and drums were ringing in his ears. The scenery in front of him turned black and white. His heart was beating in his chest and into his throat. He wanted to pull out his knife and commit suicide, but then he thought
Kill Jiao Ze and all these soldiers.
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 decree came down, a cannon was fired from the auditorium, and the Han generals shouted in unison: "Stop the whole army!"
At this time, the Beijing camp cavalry had almost reached the Ji Zhen soldiers. After hearing this, they didn't know what happened. A burst of people shouted horses. The golden drummer next to Yang Bing heard the Han general shouting, and did not wait for Yang Bing to give the order. The whole army was in a hurry.
Slowly stopped.
The general of the Han Dynasty also conveyed the order: "All the troops have returned to their headquarters, and the commanders of the Beijing camp and above will go to the viewing platform to meet you!"
At this time, the 3,000 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 of their headquarters, and ran towards the camp one after another, feeling that only the large troops would ensure their safety.
Feeling like.
There are still some who stay with their generals. Seen from the stage, the circles also 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?"