The end of the Ming Dynasty swept the world

Chapter 65
Li Zhongyi on the side smiled coyly at this moment: "My lord, fortunately the pit is not deep. If it is on the edge of the cliff, the brothers will be seriously injured."

Ding Yi glanced at him coldly from the corner of his eye: "If you dare to stop without a military order, won't you be defeated at the first touch when encountering arrow rain on the battlefield? How to fight a bloody battle with the Tartars?"

Li Zhongyi was so frightened that his whole body shuddered, and he quickly lowered his head: "My lord taught me the lesson."

However, Li Zhongyi is relatively honest. Ding Yi saw that his acting was too fake, and he was at least ten actors away from Zhao Dashan.

But people like Mao Xin were overwhelmed with shock after seeing Li Zhongyi's acting skills.

If Ding Yi's soldiers did not order to retreat, they would have to face the overwhelming arrow rain on the battlefield and move forward.

It was so scary, Mao Xin couldn't help but look at Ding Yi.

In the past, he was laughing and joking, and didn't take Ding Yi seriously, so he would feel a trace of respect and fear in his heart.

Mao Xin brought several generals and sentry officers, all of whom were fellow villagers, brothers and friends in the Dongjiang Army.

Ding Yi invited him to drink before, but he didn't dare to come.

But these days I have heard and seen, and I heard that the treatment here is very good, so I want to come over to inquire about it.

If the ordinary Ming army saw Ding Yi training like this, they might retreat.

Going up against the rain of arrows, isn't this letting us die?
But Dongjiang soldiers are different.

The Dongjiang soldiers in the late Ming Dynasty were one of the few troops who dared to fight the bloody battle with Hou Jin.

Most of them are from Liaodong. Their homes were destroyed by Houjin, their families were massacred, and almost all of them had blood feuds with Houjin.

I was willing to follow Mao Wenlong because Mao Wenlong dared to fight Hou Jin.

So seeing the scene of Ding Yi's training, he thought in his heart that only such strong soldiers could kill the Tartars.

At noon, Ding Yi asked Qin Nan to cook a few side dishes, set up a hot pot, and warmly entertained the group of Dongjiang soldiers, Song Fei, Zhao Dashan, Zhang Jing, Li Zhongyi, four cronies, plus Xu Wei, Zhong Zhennu and others accompanied him .

After drinking for three rounds, Mao Xin spat out, saying that life in Dongjiang Town is hard, food and pay are not enough, soldiers and weapons are poor, etc., and every bloody battle with the Tartars is exchanged for human lives.

Usually it takes several brothers to die before a Tartar can be killed, and the key merits are given to the chiefs.

It took Mao Xin three years to promote the general manager to the thousand general manager.

"Then you don't win many battles, I have always been victorious in all battles with our Master Ding--" Zhang Jing said this time first, and Zhao Dashan who was next to him was stunned.

Zhao Dashan gave him a meaningful look, "Ni Niang, Zhang Jing, you bastard, you took my words away."

Several cronies bragged one after another, the ambush battle by the river, the bloody battle on the pier, and the battle of Xu Dabao. They talked amazingly, and at the end the unanimous voice was to follow Mr. Ding, and naturally win every battle.

"It's only half a month before hundreds of households have been promoted?" Several sentinels of the Dongjiang soldiers turned their eyes red when they heard this.

It was very easy for Dongjiang soldiers to appoint officials at the beginning. When Dongjiang Town was newly established, a lot of officials were appointed.

But it's hard to get promoted later on.

After all, there are few victories and battles. Even if there are, the middle and lower level officers like them still cannot be rewarded by the higher authorities. After all, there are hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Dongjiang.

"Dongjiang Township has a great career and many brothers. It is indeed not easy for Marshal Mao." Ding Yi sighed.

When Mao Xin heard it, Brother Ding, you can't say that, we are brothers.

"I heard that Brother Ding is on the defense now?" Mao Xin didn't hesitate, and asked directly: "But I see that there are not even 1000 people in your camp, including the family members of the people."

"Well, it's just that there are no soldiers under him." Ding Yi smiled wryly.

"My lord has money and food, but no soldiers." Zhao Dashan hurriedly said not to be outdone this time.

"If you have money and food, you will definitely have soldiers." Mao Xin said with a smile: "In this world, as long as you have money and food, you will have plenty of soldiers."

"It's hard to say." Ding Yi waved his hand to signal them not to talk nonsense: "We are all generals of Mr. Yuan, so let's wait for Mr. Yuan's arrangement."

It means that I need the consent of Mr. Yuan before I can expand the army.

Xu Dabao's brothers next to him couldn't help but all looked at him, we believe you.

You have been publicizing outside for so many days, and it is not just for conscription.

Mao Xin immediately made a decision, and said in a low voice: "I dare not guarantee tickets for anything else, as long as you expand your troops, brother, I can bring at least three - 200 people over."

Mao Xin could have brought more people, but seeing Ding Yi's way of training soldiers, he felt that he was not young and strong, and he didn't have the face to bring them here.

"It's not the elite, we don't want it." Zhao Dashan said in a buzzing voice: "We don't want people who are afraid of death in war."

Xu Dabao and all the generals nodded one after another.

Mao Xin and the others blushed. Compared with Xu Dabao's soldiers, they were like refugees, so naturally they couldn't be called elite.

"What are you talking about, what are you talking about." Ding Yi's face sank, and he pointed at Zhao Dashan's nose and cursed: "Brother Mao and us are brothers, so we only want to help us."

"Brothers of the Dongjiang soldiers dared to fight the Tartars under such difficult and difficult conditions. If we had our soldiers prepared food and pay, they would fight no worse than us."

"I haven't apologized to Brother Mao yet."

Zhao Dashan quickly apologized: "Mr. Mao Qian, I was wrong, you have a lot of adults, don't care about the little ones."

"Zhao Baihu, don't be like this. What you said makes sense. If I bring soldiers to vote, it must be the elite." Mao Xin hurriedly, and now he has no face to bring it here if he is not an elite.

Ding Yi patted his chest at this time: "Brother Mao, don't worry, we can't expand our troops yet. If Master Yuan agrees in the future, brother, I will notify you as soon as possible."

Mao Xin and others were overjoyed, and hurriedly toasted and thanked them again and again.

Xu Wei said cautiously at this time: "Mao Guerrilla might not be so easy to talk about?"

Taking away soldiers is a big taboo, and it was common in that dynasty. When Xu Wei mentioned Mao Shouyi, he was actually referring to Mao Wenlong.

Mao Xin and the others suddenly changed their expressions slightly.

Ding Yi said with a smile: "When the time comes, let's sail the boat to Xu Dabao. He won't be able to talk, and there's nothing he can do."

Everyone laughed together, and Mao Xin and others also smiled.

That's what Xu Fuzou did back then.

But Song Fei and others knew that Ding Yi had moved his hometown to Lushun, so he could still return it.

But right now, of course everyone doesn't mention this matter, both parties will treat themselves as their own people in the future, so they will naturally eat meat and drink heavily.

The next morning, another boat arrived at Shuangdao.

The person who came was Ningyuan General Xu Fuzou.

Xu Fuzuo brought 10 taels of payment with the boat, and after getting off the boat, he was taken to Ding Yi's camp and Ding Yi was in charge of guarding it.

As soon as he arrived at the barracks, he saw Ding Yi leading a team of people to greet him at the door.

"Kowtow to General Xu." Everyone said neatly.

Xu Fuzuo laughed loudly: "Ding Shoubei, excuse me, thank you for your hard work."

The two soon came to Ding Yi's house.

After sending people to repair and clean up these days, the half of his house that collapsed was also built with trees and utensils. It is considered a decent house.

When Xu Fuzuo came along the road, he saw that the castle was in chaos, people, family members, and some uneaten chickens and ducks were running around.

The sergeants were not training either, chatting in groups of three or four.

This is like a military camp, almost like a Dunbao village.

He used to think that Ding Yi's men were able to fight so well, they must be elite soldiers and well-trained, but he didn't expect to see it with his own eyes, which was similar to the vegetable market, and he was very disappointed.

Just managing the army like this is not as good as Xu Fuzuo's personal soldier.

But of course he wouldn't say that.

(End of this chapter)