Chapter 118: Numb! The Shocking Taisun Youjun!
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Numb!
Completely numb!
Jin Zhong was a little stunned.
The emperor said that the King of Han had trained Taisun's young army into elites comparable to the three major battalions. Jin Zhong naturally did not believe it.
Who is Jin Zhong?
One of the designers of the Battle of Jingnan!
Emperor Yongle's close confidant!
The most powerful Minister of War in the Yongle Dynasty of the Ming Dynasty!
According to the military common sense that Jin Zhong was familiar with, how could a group of children who were only fifteen or sixteen years old be trained into elites comparable to three major battalions in just four months?
This is simply impossible!
They have never even been on the battlefield...
However, these doubts were instantly dissipated with the facts witnessed.
Everyone saw phalanxes approaching one after another not far away, with as many as four or five in total.
The phalanx was getting closer and closer, and the sound of sonorous footsteps entered everyone's eardrums.
Each phalanx had only over a thousand people, but they actually came out with the terrifying power of thousands of troops!
The most shocking thing is that when the first phalanx was about to cross the high platform, the man holding the flag at the head suddenly shouted: "Goose, go -"
In an instant, the entire school grounds fell silent, and only the sonorous and powerful footsteps could be heard, resounding throughout the entire school grounds!
When Xia Yuanji heard this voice, his expression suddenly changed wildly, and he stared at the man holding the flag.
"This is...His Royal Highness Taisun?"
"What? Master Xia, what did you say?"
"How could His Highness Taisun become like this..."
Huang Huai, Yang Rong and other princelings exclaimed one after another, watching Zhu Zhanji striding forward with mixed surprise.
Compared with the graceful His Majesty Taisun before, the man holding the flag in front of him was not only darker, but also thinner.
But he exudes the vitality and confidence that a young man should have!
Now, His Highness the Grandson is smart and capable, which makes people even more gratified and likeable.
Big Fatty looked at his beloved son with a smile, feeling distressed and relieved at the same time.
Thinking that Aiko could still stand out against a group of elite second-generation players made him even more proud.
Zhu Di also saw through the identity of the flag-carrying man at a glance, stroking his beard and smiling without saying a word.
This child has finally grown up!
This is the prince's son!
This is the great saintly grandson that the Ming Emperor loved!
This is His Highness Taisun, who has high hopes in the Ming Dynasty!
Zhu Zhanji held the flag with one hand and waved it powerfully with the other.
Although the muscles in his hands were swollen and painful, he still performed the movements firmly and strictly.
He knew that everyone's eyes were focused on him at this moment, the emperor's grandfather, his father, his second uncle... all the civil and military officials of the dynasty, and even the young soldiers behind him!
You can't lose the face of Youjun, and you can't lose the face of the King of Han!
This is a great honor for him, Zhu Zhanji!
Everyone saw that the soldiers of the young army walked over with uniform steps, majestic straightness, powerful movements, and held their heads high.
The first impression these phalanxes gave the ministers was that they were uniform, as if a thousand people were one person. Even the height of the raised legs was basically the same.
Jin Zhong couldn't help but was dumbfounded after seeing it, and couldn't recover for a long time.
"Your Majesty, this young army is highly disciplined, conscientious in executing orders and prohibitions. Is this really the result of just four months of training?"
As the saying goes, laymen watch the excitement, while insiders watch the door.
Civil servants such as Huanghuai Yang Rong and others who were not familiar with military affairs might not understand, but he, Jin Zhong, was the Minister of War of the Yongle Dynasty. He had followed the emperor in the north and south, so he naturally knew that such a neat and uniform military formation meant iron-clad discipline!
The superior's order has been engraved in the bones of the soldiers!
As long as the military order is issued, the soldiers will subconsciously obey the orders of their commanders at any time.
The execution of orders and prohibitions is a necessary condition for becoming an iron army, and it is the goal that countless generals long to achieve when leading troops in battle.
Although the army in front of them has not been on the battlefield and has seen blood, and may be temporarily panicked when facing the enemy, as long as they get through this short adaptation period and wait until they adapt to the bloody battlefield, they will definitely grow into a team. Support the iron army.
What’s even more frightening is that they have only undergone four months of training!
Only four months!
An iron army was formed!
His Highness, the King of Han, is truly miraculous!
"Your Majesty, it seems that His Highness the King of Han has unique insights into training new soldiers. I suggest that you order the generals to go to Xishan Mountain to observe and learn, so that in the future, we can continuously produce iron armies for our Ming Dynasty..."
As soon as these words came out, the expressions of all the generals suddenly became strange, and their expressions were very exciting.
Zhu Di's lips twitched and he replied with some embarrassment: "Ai Qing, does he know how much money the traitor spent training this young army?"
Jin Zhong was startled when he heard this and shook his head subconsciously.
"That treacherous son is willing to give up. He serves the young army soldiers with white flour, steamed buns and rice all day long. He also has meat every now and then. A thousand young army soldiers spend an average of two thousand silver a month, and seven thousand soldiers a month. It cost tens of thousands of taels of silver..."
After hearing this, Jin Zhong was angry and amused. Finally, he looked at Han Wang Zhu Gaoxu, who was standing beside him, and shook his head helplessly.
Only then did he understand what the emperor meant by "throwing money."
Is co-authoring just a hefty pile of money?
Serve them delicious food and drink, wait until they have eaten and drank enough, and then train more intensively...
As long as you have enough money and food, even a pig can train an iron army with this training method!
However, this method of military training was completely useless to Ming Dynasty.
On average, a young army soldier costs two taels of silver per month. How many soldiers does the Ming Dynasty have now?
One hundred thousand?
Or millions?
There are about 500,000 people in the Beijing camp, and with the guardsmen from various places, UU Reading www.uukanshu.net is afraid that there will be no less than 5 million people!
If the Han Dynasty really wanted to implement this method of military training, the court would have to spend tens of millions of taels of silver every month to raise troops...
is it possible?
It's simply impossible!
How much money will the fiscal revenue of Ming Dynasty last year?
Important matters of the family and the country are related to money and food.
His Highness the King of Han’s move is really putting the cart before the horse!
Liu Sheng and other generals also sighed, feeling extremely sorry.
Seeing the phalanxes passing by in front of them, they felt even more uncomfortable.
It is true that when it comes to training effects alone, the young army in front of them is impeccable.
But when everyone thought about spending so much money, they suddenly lost interest.
After all, everyone in the government and the public knows that Ming Dynasty is financially tight!
At this moment, Zhu Zhanji had led the first phalanx back to the stage, and the five regiments of the young army stood in front of the main army.
The entire formation of the young army is like a whole, moving like clouds and flowing water from the goose step to standing still, showing the vigorous grace of the young man.
Zhu Zhanji held the flag with his left hand, raised his right hand high, and suddenly shouted: "Long live!"
The soldiers of the young army were silent for a few seconds, and then they all raised their weapons and shouted loudly.
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
The power of the entire young army of 7,000 people was like a thousand troops, and their sound shook the sky!
Soon the soldiers of the three major battalions were no longer silent, and the deafening shouts resounded through the clouds and tore the sky apart.
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
"Long live!"
Zhu Di's eyes were slightly hot, and he was enjoying this scene quietly.
But the next moment, there was a harsh sound.
Zhu Gaoxu asked humbly: "Dad, how do you feel?"
"No one will think you are mute if you don't speak." Zhu Di rolled his eyes at him angrily, and the corners of his mouth twitched.
"..."
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