I Am the Grandson of the Second Emperor of the Ming Dynasty, Earning 100 Million Taels at the Beginn

Chapter 310 Fatty Zhu: Dad, I am the emperor, please don't steal my limelight!

The soldiers participating in the military parade straightened their backs one by one, trying their best to show the most perfect state of the Ming Defense Force.

That's right, it is the Ming Dynasty Defense Force.

At the beginning of Yongle's 18th year, because there was no large-scale war this year, Zhu Zhangui proposed the idea of ​​the national defense force that had been considered for a long time.

The Ming Dynasty's army is numerous and also very complicated. There are as many as 10 types of guards, elite battalions, and troops with various titles.

Although such an organization can confuse the enemy's vision and prevent the enemy from guessing the strength of the Ming army, it is actually very confusing.

Many officials of the Ministry of War will even forget about a certain unit if they don't check it out.

For example, the Japanese Army under the leadership of Shandong Qi Yuan, with the rise of the Ming Navy, this army was almost forgotten by the Ministry of War.

There is no way, most of the supplies of this kind of local troops are supported by the local yamen, and supplies from farmland. The imperial court does not directly distribute salaries, and coupled with the small number of people, it is normal for them to be forgotten.

It is also because of various reasons in the army that Zhu Zhangui decided to unify the management of the Ming Army. The professional combat army is the professional combat army, and the local garrison is the local garrison.

Zhu Zhangui discussed with the old man for a long time, and finally decided on three formations for Daming's troops.

They are the National Defense Forces with strong mobility and combat effectiveness in foreign wars.

As well as the guards guarding local cities and suppressing bandits, and finally the militia troops patrolling the villages.

It is also stipulated that in the future, the armies of the Ming Dynasty will not be able to recruit troops privately, and they will all be trained by the Dudufu of the Five Armies, and then assigned to different units according to the combat ability and physical fitness of the soldiers.

The advantage of this distribution is that the elite soldiers can be used where they should be used, while those soldiers with average abilities or those who are literati enlisted in the army can be thrown to the local garrison to guard the city.

It is unreliable to expect those literati to fight, and asking them to serve in the military is only to strengthen ideological management. If they are really asked to fight, there may be a batch of itchy scalps, and the water is too cold, which will make people feel bad.

In addition to the name change, there have also been changes in the size of the army.

The new maximum organization of the Ming Dynasty army is the army level, with 1 people, one army commander, 5000 people have a battalion commander, 1000 people have a team leader, 500 people are managed as a squadron leader, and 100 people are a small team leader. There are 10 people, one guard and one chief.

In addition, each level also has a military thinker who is responsible for the ideological education management of soldiers.

The head of the legion is the actual commander of the army and the commander with the highest power among the generals.

If the imperial court wants to use large corps to fight, it needs a joint order from the Ministry of War and the governor's office of the five armies to mobilize the troops.

If one of the two parties issues an order, the legion commander has the right to refuse to execute the order.

But there is one exception here, and that is the emperor's transfer order.

The emperor has a golden dragon order in his hand, which can directly bypass these two departments and issue combat orders to various legions.

Of course, the royal family would not issue this order under normal circumstances.

But once this order is issued, it means that the royal family is in danger, and the Ministry of War and the Governor's Office of the Five Armies are no longer trustworthy.

The sound of rumbling horseshoes is shocking, and the passionate war song inspires blood.

With the appearance of the sun, moon and golden dragon flag representing the emperor, a veteran of the No. 1 Army of the Ming Dynasty stood up.

He looked at the chariot that had already appeared in sight, and the two emperors wearing uniforms on the chariot, pulled out the treasured sword at his waist with a "bass", raised it to his eyes and shouted loudly.

"The First Legion of the Ming Defense Force, welcome the Emperor!"

Behind him, the head of the First Legion, looked helplessly and enviously at the veteran standing upright in front of him.

Originally, this errand should belong to him, but the veterans of the imperial court clamored that they were going to retire, and they wanted to have a good time before retiring.

So these shameless old guys, relying on their status as elders, pushed the leading legion leaders aside and took their place.

The regiment commanders felt aggrieved, but the emperor didn't say anything about it. These veterans were their elders, so they really didn't have the guts to ask them to drive them away.

So the glorious errands that belonged to them were shamelessly snatched away by these old guys.

The carriage moved slowly along with the passionate battle song. When the veteran of the Acting First Legion shouted, Zhu Pangpang was about to respond when the old man's shout came to his ears.

"Da Ming Wansheng!"

The corner of Zhu Pangpang's mouth twitched slightly, and he retracted the hand he had just raised without showing any sign.

The soldiers of the First Legion lined up neatly, holding weapons tightly in their hands, and saluted the chariot. After the old man raised his hand in response, he let out a roar that shook the sky.

"Da Ming, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng, Wan Sheng!"

The air rushed to Xiaohan, shaking the sky and the earth.

Any army that can win the title of the first, its combat power and achievements are beyond the reach of other troops.

The composition of the soldiers of the First Legion comes from all the soldiers with great achievements in the whole army.

The court summoned them to form the First Army, which was a reward for them and also a recognition of their contributions.

The chariot passed by quickly, the emperor watched the soldiers, and the soldiers responded with firm eyes.

Perhaps out of respect for these soldiers, or because he didn't want to let the scene cool down, the old man would raise his hands every time the chariot traveled hundreds of meters to pay the highest respect to these soldiers.

Wansheng is the highest praise for the army, and it is also the most sincere wish for them.

As an emperor on horseback, the old man is more cordial when facing soldiers than ministers.

When he gave an order, these soldiers would strictly implement his order, but those ministers were full of tricks and secretly opposed him, the emperor.

The neatly lined up line was endless, shouting again and again, and responding again and again, the old man didn't have any impatience in his eyes, let alone coping with the matter.

Even though he shouted loudly, his voice was a little hoarse, but he still used the loudest voice, trying to let every soldier hear his voice.

It took nearly an hour for the chariots to go from the beginning to the end of the line of millions of troops.

When the last legion was inspected, the chariot turned around slowly, and under the eyes of all the soldiers, it quickly rushed to Yongding Gate.

The people waiting on both sides were not impatient. Every time they heard the soldiers' loud response from the loudspeaker, they cheered loudly.

Although the common people don't know many words, they deeply understand a truth. Without the silent dedication of these soldiers, Ming Dynasty would not have the glory it is now, and they would not have the good life they are now.

In addition, over the past few years, the management of the Ming army has become more and more strict, and things that disturb the people have gradually ceased to occur. This has also made the common people feel more and more fond of the Ming army, even surpassing the parents who manage them.

Well, in fact, they don't have a good opinion of their parents.

After reviewing the army, the old man seemed to be in a very good mood. When the convoy returned to Yongdingmen, he jumped out of the car without being helped.

"Father, wait for me!"

Seeing that the old man was about to go to the city, Zhu Pangpang, who had just got off the halfway car, hurriedly shouted.

"Forehead!"

The old man was stunned for a moment when he heard the elder son's shout, and when he turned his head and saw his son's uniform, he suddenly patted his forehead, ran back quickly, grabbed Zhu Pangpang's hand, and said apologetically.

"Boss, it's dad's fault. When I saw the army just now, I forgot that you are now the emperor. It's dad's fault for stealing your limelight."

"But don't worry, next time, next time dad will never make such a mistake again!"

The corners of Zhu Pangpang's mouth twitched, looking at the old man who sincerely apologized, he smiled helplessly: "Father, as long as you are happy, both of us speak the same."

The father and son apologized, and the other persuaded each other against their will, and walked towards the tower with each other's support.

Zhu Zhangui, who was following behind, shrugged his shoulders. He can guarantee with his feet that the old man definitely did not ignore his father on purpose, but after seeing the army, he really forgot his father, the new emperor, in a moment of excitement. up.

After all, before the morning, the old man was still the emperor. He has been the emperor for so many years. When he encounters a big scene, he has become an instinct to speak habitually. If no one reminds him, he really can't remember it for a while.

Alas, poor old man, it's time for me to take the throne next parade, and I don't think you can beat me.

Above the city tower, the veterans who had withdrawn from the team after an addiction were gearing up and waiting for the spectacular split for a while.

The civil servants were somewhat unimpressed, the military parade is the most boring thing, what's the point of looking at these stinky mud legs, it's better to go to the brothel painting workshop and watch those dancers dance.

The dancers can see their blood boil when they dance, and how boring it is to watch these stinky mud legs walk in line, how boring.

The old man, who had the same fun as the veterans, did not steal the limelight from his son this time, and sat in his own seat, waiting for the formula that will be arranged later, and the special forces that the boy still keeps mysterious until now.

"People of the Ming Dynasty, soldiers of the Ming Dynasty, I am Zhu Gaochi, the new manager of the Ming Dynasty, and I am also the emperor you call."

After the military parade, Zhu Pangpang gave a brief speech, the main purpose of which was to meet the common people and talk about the past and brilliant future of Ming Dynasty.

"It has been more than 50 years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty. In the past 50 years, from the leaders of the empire to the common people, we have worked together to defeat every powerful enemy. With our hands and unwavering perseverance, we have established our ideal country."

"The prosperity of the Ming Empire is inseparable from the dedication of everyone in the entire Ming Dynasty. Without your hard work and sincere dedication, the Ming Dynasty would not be as brilliant as it is now."

"For 50 years, we..."

Zhu Pangpang's speech is very straightforward, so straightforward that ordinary people who can't read big characters can understand the meaning of it.

This is the tradition of the old Zhu family. At that time, Zhu Yuanzhang was thinking that the common people would not be able to understand the announcements made by the officials, so he changed the rule that all announcements to the world should be written in vernacular, easy to understand, so that the common people Just listen and understand.

For so many years, this rule of the imperial court has not been changed. Every time the old man issued an edict, it was also in vernacular.

Zhu Pangpang has been talented in literature since he was a child, and he is familiar with Confucian classics, so it is not a problem to write beautiful articles.

But he deeply understood the significance of his grandfather's doing so, so he threw away the speech script given to him by Yang Pu and others, and wrote a vernacular essay according to his own ideas.

"...In the future, the imperial court will devote more attention to the private sector and strive to develop agriculture and people's livelihood."

In the next 20 years, let every family have food and clothing.Let every child be able to go to school, let every old man have a good retirement, let every young man have the ability to support a family. "

"Long live, long live, long live!"

Zhu Pangpang's speech was cheered by countless people.

Hearing the deafening cheers of long live, Zhu Pangpang heaved a sigh of relief, stepped back slightly, and raised his hand in a slight salute.

"May all the people of my Ming Dynasty be safe and healthy, may my officers and men of Ming Dynasty be victorious in every battle, and may our nation's fortune last for thousands of years!"

"Ming Wannian, Ming Ming Wannian, Ming Ming Wannian!"

Under the shouts of Ming Wannian, Zhang Fu, who had taken over Lu Xin's position, led dozens of senior generals such as Jianghuai Ningyang Bo Chen Mao behind him, and shouted loudly into the microphone.

"Military parade, start!"

"Boom boom boom boom..."

The passionate drums spread all over the four fields, and the desolate horns went straight to the sky.

"Whoa!"

A white tiger battle flag fluttered in the wind, and the specially selected generals who held the flag, under the protection of 100 legion commanders, took the lead in moving forward.

As the supreme commanders of the entire army, they will be the first to be inspected by the emperor's civil and military officials and all the people in the world.

As the line-up slowly moved forward, the sound of war drums and horns slowly stopped, and the military band in red uniforms played the bloody battle song that inspired generosity.

This song was also chosen by the old man himself.

The composer is a middle-level general who was injured on the battlefield. When he retired and returned home, he recalled the past battlefield situation and composed the song.

When the Ministry of War announced that it would select a piece of music specially for the Ming army, the middle-level general who was disabled at home dedicated the piece that he hummed in a low voice on weekdays.

Later, when the selected pieces were played one by one, the old man confirmed the piece by ear.

Rumble's footsteps were neat and uniform, and the unforgettable march was like a prehistoric beast in ancient times, full of murderous aura.

Some civilians who had never been on a battlefield or seen a murder, felt the murderous aura coming towards them, and their hairs stood on end, as if their lives were in danger, and they instinctively reminded him to run away quickly.

The envoys from various countries in the gates on both sides of the tower looked solemnly, looking at the fluttering white tiger battle flag and meditating silently.

"It's so murderous!"

Ivan III, who had also fought on the battlefield, looked at the slowly advancing Ming army column, his eyes were full of shock and surprise.

In his heart, he had already placed the Daming army in a very high position, but he didn't know until now that he still underestimated the Daming army.

Looking at the bright red military uniform, Ivan III couldn't help murmuring.

"With such a powerful army, I am afraid that the entire West will not be an opponent if united. If no powerful country rises in a short period of time, I am afraid that the entire world will be filled with red within a hundred years."

Although he wanted to use Da Ming's power, he didn't want Da Ming to intervene in the West.

He is an ambitious man, he wants to be the supreme king of the west.

But now that he saw such a powerful military power of Ming Dynasty, he began to worry about the West. To be precise, he was worried about his own ambition.

Ivan III was sad in his heart, but the Joseon King didn't care, instead he looked happy.

As far as his location in North Korea is concerned, no matter how much ambition he has, he has to bury it in his heart.

As Daming's running dog, he has seen the terror of the Daming army.

10,000+ little pumpkins, all of them were killed before he could react, and now there is still a rotten corpse outside of his city.

He knew that it was the grandson of the Ming emperor, oh no, the crown prince's warning.

North Korea honestly treats Daming as a dog, and may be able to guarantee its safety for a period of time, but if there is any discrepancy, the 10,000+ small pumpkins will be their end.

So the king of Joseon never had any random thoughts in his mind. All he thought about every day was how to please Daming, how to serve Daming's father well, so that his Joseon Dynasty could exist for a while longer.

He didn't have any extravagant wishes in his heart, as long as North Korea was fine before he died, as for what happened later, it was none of his business.

"salute!"

When the military flag crossed a specially set mark on the gate tower, the head of the First Legion drew his sword and shouted angrily.

In an instant, all the legion commanders pulled out their waist knives and saluted with their knives in unison. At the same time, their steps turned into straight steps, staring at the tower with serious expressions, and strode forward.

Zhu Pangpang, who was standing in the middle of the tower, also waved with a serious expression.

Seeing such a neatly paced team, the people watching the ceremony were excited, clapped their hands vigorously, and cheered loudly.

This is the elite and mighty teacher who protects Daming.

In the past, they only heard about how powerful the army was, but this was the first time they had the opportunity to watch the army marching up close.

Looking at the horizontal and vertical square formation with uniform steps, the common people felt a burst of pride in their hearts.

With such a powerful army in Ming Dynasty, no one in the world would dare to bully him.

After the officer corps passed by, the First Army came into everyone's sight.

Due to the large number of soldiers, they could not be divided into inspection squares one by one. Also considering the issue of time, the inspection troops would pass quickly by marching.

As the most elite troops of the Ming Dynasty, the First Legion was no longer equipped with cold weapons, but replaced it with firearms just like the Shenji Battalion reorganized into the Second and Third Legions.

Due to the number of third-generation rifles, they could not be deployed on a large scale. Therefore, the rifles used by the First Army were still the second-generation single-shot rifles.

The reviewing soldiers held their guns with their left hands, put the bayonet-mounted rifles on their shoulders, and swung their right hands slightly. The black leather military boots under their feet walked neatly.

Accompanied by Zhu Pangpang, Zhu Zhangui, who watched the troops passing below, narrowed his eyes slightly while following his father and waving to the troops.

The army in front of him was too familiar in his memory.

If the soldiers were replaced with German uniforms and rifles with 98K, then the army marching below would be the mighty and invincible legion of the Third Reich.

It can be seen from this that our new crown prince, apart from being a cynical youth, is also a German fan.

But think about it, after all, German fans and cynics are very radical.

Legion after legion slowly passed in front of them. When the Tenth Legion of the National Defense Army passed by, a troop with completely different outfits from the Ming Army appeared in front of everyone.

This unit is no longer wearing red uniforms, but navy blue uniforms.

The flag they are flying is not the army's white tiger battle flag, but a blue dragon that overwhelms the clouds and seas.

On the blank edge of the flagpole, there is a line of very elegant words.

"Da Ming Marine Corps!"

That's right, this army in navy blue uniform is a marine force under the management of the navy.

After years of development, the Marine Corps is now a huge army with 5 legions and 5 people.

It's just that this army has been active in the navy all year round. Except for the people in the coastal areas, the inland people don't know much about this army, and many people have not even heard of the designation of this army.

When the Marine Corps passed through the three parade formations, a relatively small regiment appeared in front of everyone. (The other two are on duty at the naval base, and they are not in the Army designation, they have special designations.)
The military uniforms worn by this army make people feel weird. It is not the uniform robes of the Ming army that are military uniforms, but the same white as the inner clothing that everyone usually wears, and it is a strange long-sleeved trousers, with a belt on the head. A weird hat with a big brim, also wearing the Qinglong Battle Banner.

Just when everyone was wondering where this filial piety troop came from, a man's voice rang out from the passionate military music horn.

"Everyone, the navy phalanx is coming towards us, and the leader is my commander-in-chief, Daming Li Hu."

"Since the establishment of the Navy, General Li Hu has led the sailors and sailed the warships of the Ming Dynasty to cut through the waves, drive away the Japanese pirates who have harassed our country for many years, protected the safety of our coastal people, and built a Great Wall of the Sea for our coastline of Daming. "

"And the potatoes we promoted this year were brought back from thousands of miles overseas by Lord Zhenhai and his navy officers and men, who went through storms and dangers."

"My lords, my fellow citizens, please cheer for our brave marines!"

It was Zhu Zhangui who was speaking. He saw the navy appearing a bit awkwardly, so he hurried to the microphone in front of his father and quickly introduced the navy.

Sure enough, following Zhu Zhangui's introduction, the common people applauded and shouted excitedly when they heard that this army in filial piety was the army that drove away the Japanese pirates and brought back high-yielding grain.

The naval soldiers who were walking forward slowly following the flag, heard the deafening cheers, and the corners of their mouths slightly curled up.

The naval troops passed slowly amidst the cheers of the common people, followed by the 11 Battalion reorganized into No.12, No.13, No.14, No.15, and No.[-] regiments.

Although they did not expand the number of 10 people as the gossip said, the imperial court expanded them to 5 cavalry this year. Although this number did not reach the rumored number, it also satisfied them.

As the king of war in the cold weapon period, the cavalry aroused the excitement of the people as soon as they appeared on the stage.

What was the basis for the Mongols to rule the world?
It is not their large number, nor how brave they fight, but their huge and desperate cavalry corps.

In the minds of many common people, 10 infantry cannot defeat one cavalry, and a cavalry unit of 10 can be worth as much as an army of [-].

This shows how important the cavalry is in the hearts of the common people.

The huge cavalry corps passed slowly, and then other reviewing corps also passed through Yongding Gate in turn.

The inspection of a million legions takes a very long time.

When the last infantry regiment passed in front of Yongding Gate, it was evening.

The people who had been cheering for a whole day had extremely hoarse voices, but whenever a legion passed in front of them, they would still cheer loudly.

This is a respect for these Ming soldiers who defended their homes and the country, and it is also a cheer for the prosperity of Daming.

Only with a strong army can we have a safe place to live, and ordinary people like them can thrive in peace.

When the last legion passed through Yongding Gate, just when everyone thought the military parade was about to end, there was a burst of roaring in the western sky.

"Wow!"

Hearing this strange sound, many people looked curiously, but when they saw clearly what the sound was coming from, some timid people were so frightened that they collapsed to the ground.

"God, the great ancestor emperor has descended to earth!"

An old man leaning on a cane and being supported by his son looked at the huge thing covering the sky in the west, and exclaimed with trembling lips.

ps: My cousin got married today, I have been busy at her house for a whole day, so I wasted a little time, I am very sorry.

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