The Great Industrial Ming Dynasty Started from Beiping

"Captain, who is that person?"

After separating from that group of people, Wu Zhongming led his team to continue searching elsewhere. They were ordered to leave the camp this time and brought a lot of supplies. Except for food, the close combat just now did not consume much armaments.

There were thirty people in each team. During this period, they went out one after another to clear out the remnants of the bandits. In the end, one of their comrades died and two others were injured. This is also the reason why Wu Zhongming's temper is getting worse and worse. People say that men in the army are reckless, but this is actually due to the environment.

The battlefield is either you die or I live. The most direct method is to harm yourself or your colleagues by grinding and whining.

When you see that the other person is not yours, there is no need for unnecessary words. The best choice is to eliminate the other person as soon as possible. In this case, the error tolerance rate will be very low, and if you kill the wrong person, you will kill the wrong person. The winner will not be blamed, the winner will be the king and the loser will be the enemy, and the rule applies to the whole world.

"I don't know." Wu Zhongming shook his head. He was also confused. "When did the military have such an atmosphere? Has war become a child's play for nobles?"

Wu Zhongming originally thought that the other party was just an ordinary nobleman. He had some complaints in his heart and was unwilling to talk more, lest the brothers would feel unhappy and affect the atmosphere.

"Could that man be the son of some general?" a soldier asked cautiously.

"So what?" Wu Zhongming frowned, "Even if he is the emperor's son, he can only be considered an enemy in our eyes on the battlefield! At other times, it is useless to call him the King of Heaven! Do your own thing and do the rest. Do not care!"

Everyone nodded silently after hearing this. Although the captain usually has a bad temper, he treats them like his own brothers. This is why his team is the most ferocious on the battlefield.

Anyone who has been in the military for a long time knows one truth - a good soldier is a soldier who is not afraid of death.

But who is not afraid of death?

Not being afraid of death is all about living in the end. A head like Wu Zhongming is undoubtedly the best need for them.

Wu Zhongming is also aware of some of the public opinions about him in the military, saying that there are people behind him, and he cannot be compared with those officers who are on the right track. People always hate people who use the back door.

He didn’t complain, he trained with his comrades, he did better than anyone else, he treated people as his own brothers, and he persisted for a long time. People’s hearts are like flesh, and his brothers were convinced by him.

No matter what the outside world says, the team has the final say, and the brothers are willing to listen to themselves.

Soon after, another group of defeated troops was wiped out, and Wu Zhongming returned to the camp. Wu Zhongming sent the injured comrade in his hand to the military doctor, and then returned to his tent. He felt a little uneasy, always feeling like something was about to happen.

This feeling made him frown and feel a little irritable.

Things have not been going well recently. The defeated troops they encountered were all resisting resolutely. Instead of burying their heads and running away, they caused a lot of trouble for themselves and lost four people. Although Wu Zhongming was reluctant to part with military glory, he was not willing to sacrifice his brothers' lives. Build your own future, so I plan to submit an application to the people above.

The team suffered four casualties. Under the current situation, the camp would agree to allow them to stay in camp and rest.

at this time.

"Captain." A soldier came in, "The general summoned."

Wu Zhongming was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "I understand."

He followed the soldiers to the general's tent with some uneasiness. This place is different from other tents in that it is larger and more heavily guarded.

Wu Zhongming felt even more uneasy, wondering what the general wanted to do with him.

Could it be because of casualties? One team suffered four casualties. Although he had great achievements in battle, it was unclear how the higher-ups viewed him.

After entering the tent, Wu Zhongming met the general. The general was sitting behind a desk, looking at a map. When he saw Wu Zhongming come in, he waved, "Come and sit here."

Wu Zhongming felt even more uneasy, but he knew that he must stay calm at this time and not get into trouble.

"You performed well this time when you went out to clear out the remnant bandits." The general smiled and said, "But I heard that you met a noble man a few days ago?"

Wu Zhongming was shocked. He didn't expect that this matter would reach the general's ears so quickly. "That man was different. He was surrounded by soldiers. He seemed to have an extraordinary origin. I didn't know his origin, so I didn't say anything." , and soon left each other."

The general nodded and patted Wu Zhongming's shoulder affectionately.

People, luck is the most important thing.

The merit of killing enemies is never as valued as being valued by nobles.

"Zhongming, you have to know that although we are marching with the emperor himself, we are stepmothers." The general said with a smile.

The camp where Wu Zhongming was located was the army of the Burmese Dusi. Most of them came from the Ming army, and a small number of local elites were absorbed.

The Ming army is estimated to have a size of 500,000, but less than 200,000 actually go to the battlefield. Those who can face the enemy directly are probably 50,000, and at most no more than 100,000. Military achievements are precious. The leader of the Burmese Dusi army is Zhao Hong. , his influence in the Japanese conquering army was weak, and he had no chance to make great contributions, and was left with only leftovers to clean up the battlefield.

It was such trivial efforts that forced tens of thousands of Burmese soldiers to put their heads down, otherwise it would have been in vain and not even a hair was harvested.

Wu Zhongming relied on Zhao Hong's care, so he could not take any major credit, but could still guarantee his small contribution in clearing out the remnant bandits. If everything went well, he could be promoted to a sentry officer, which was a top-level grassroots officer, after he returned.

Later, even if you have to go through seniority, you can become a mid-level officer. If you can gain military merit, it is not impossible to become a garrison or guerrilla general. As for reaching the status of Zhao Hong, it is not something ordinary people can achieve. Even Zhao Hong is not enough. grid.

The system is implemented by people, and promotion is ultimately done by individuals.

After all, Wu Zhongming had the governor Zhao Hong behind him. If he were an ordinary soldier, he could at most reach the rank of sentry officer. If he was lucky enough to become a guard, this was the invisible ceiling.

Everyone knows that Bai Qi made his fortune as a soldier, but the Qin State has only produced one Bai Qi in hundreds of years.

Therefore, the development of the industrial age and the great changes in social productivity were indeed a huge change. Landowners and nobles turned into factory owners, and many people were able to get ahead by working hard.

Just like when the Internet first emerged, the emerging bigwigs were always people with backgrounds, but ordinary people did get more opportunities and moved to higher positions.

However, it will be sixty years since the founding of the Ming Dynasty, and the Peking Clan has become a thing of the past. The military hierarchy has become more and more stable, including the system, and the structure of the trading houses has gradually solidified.

It took twenty years to build the foundation and more than ten years to build a strong business. It is difficult for small business houses to develop into large ones. Those large business houses that developed in the mainland and Korea will no longer give opportunities to rising stars.

After the aftermath of the aftermath in Siam, Myanmar and other regions, local trading firms did not rise. Instead, trading firms from Goryeo and the mainland aggressively annexed local interests, and even the war between Japan and Japan, the trading firms from the two places were already eyeing the war.

The rise of Koryo Commercial Bank was due to the right time, place and right people. Businessmen in the mainland either did not pay attention to Koryo or had not changed their thinking, so they gave Koryo Commercial Bank an opportunity to rise.

The development of Goryeo has been a great success. Many small businessmen have monopolized Goryeo's trade and transformed into wealthy businessmen no less than domestic trading houses. This new model has been familiar to people. Today, other regions will no longer have such luck. .

For example, in the Japanese country, before the war was still being prepared, major commercial banks had already begun to privately carve up local interests.

Hezhong, Heji, Lianji.

The Burmese Dusi army is a partial army, and the camp is relatively simple. The Beijing camp has long been breached by various forces, including representatives of the Ming Dynasty Industrial Bureau.

In short, Wu Zhongming’s identity was inaccessible to these things, let alone understood their significance. "The noble man you met is the emperor's grandson, the second son of His Highness the Crown Prince. Now that prince has taken a fancy to you and named you to be his bodyguard. This is your blessing."

Wu Zhongming was stunned.

He couldn't help but open his mouth wide, feeling mixed emotions in his heart.

It's hypocritical to say he's unhappy. Isn't it also because of the prince's relationship with the governor Zhao Hong? He was favored by the emperor and his grandson. If word spread, many people would envy him.

But Wu Zhongming also felt a little disappointed in his heart.

He killed countless enemies and made great achievements, but nothing could compare to a noble man's wave.

Seeing Wu Zhongming's confusion, the man thought that Wu Zhongming had lost his sense and was at a loss. He smiled and said: "It's okay if you go to the emperor's grandson's place. Remember to say more good things for us."

Wu Zhongming nodded blankly.

Zhu Neng led the front army to kill all sides, Zhang Fu protected the emperor, Lu Zhen and Zhao An were responsible for the aftermath, and Zhu Gaoxu led his nephew Zhu Zhanyong to clean the battlefield and be ready to meet Zhu Neng's front army at any time.

In order to train his nephew and worry about his safety, Zhu Gaoxu took great pains.

Zhu Zhanyong was very excited when he went to the battlefield for the first time.

Although he knew that he had not really experienced the war and that it was more like child's play, Zhu Zhanyong accepted it very happily. He was not stupid and insisted on gambling with his life.

With such careful arrangements, Zhu Zhanyong did learn a lot.

Zhu Zhanyong had a clear understanding of how the army arranged, planned, marched, and provided logistics. He had a clearer understanding than talking about military affairs on paper. He understood that the real battlefield and the soldiers in the army were not puppets. They were also human beings and were equally afraid of death. .

Wu Zhongming was transferred to Zhu Zhanyong's side. How could Zhu Zhanyong lack bodyguards? Unlike what he imagined, Wu Zhongming had no contact with the emperor's grandson and was just a soldier on patrol.

After a period of time, Wu Zhongming couldn't help but regret it.

If I had known this, I might as well not have come.

But now that he's here, he can't help but regret it. He can only be patient, endure every day, and do his own thing well.

If it is gold, it will shine.

Zhu Neng's army merged with the navy, and nearly 100,000 troops rested in Kyoto, Japan. After writing a letter to Zhu Di, he mobilized tens of thousands of elite soldiers and supplemented them from the rear army, and assembled 100,000 troops to pursue the victory.

Play steadily and never miss an opportunity.

Cleaning up the resistance forces around Kyoto became Zhao An's duty. Zhu Gaoxu wanted to stay with Zhu Di. The impatient Zhu Zhanyong begged his uncle, but Zhu Gaoxu couldn't refuse and could only send Zhu Zhanyong to Zhao An.

Zhao An didn't dare to be careless, and he didn't dare to leave the emperor's grandson vacant. He could only find some seemingly safe places for the emperor's grandson to carry out the military orders of raiding.

Coincidentally.

Either they were local bandits hiding in the area, or they were bandits fleeing from other places, and they happened to meet Zhu Zhanyong and his party. Heavily armed guards guarded Zhu Zhanyong.

How could Zhu Zhanyong take the defeated soldiers who abandoned their armor into his eyes and lead the people to hunt them down in person?

One of them was brave and wanted to turn around and fight to the death. The other guards did not react in time. Only Wu Zhongming fired a blunderbuss from a distance and actually hit the man. When Zhu Zhanyong rushed in front of him, By that time, the man had fallen to the ground and died.

Zhu Zhanyong did not get angry because of Wu Zhongming's good opinions. He was very self-aware. On the contrary, he smiled and praised Wu Zhongming again.

Wu Zhongming was speechless when he saw Huang Sun's character.

Call him a fool, but he also knows how to behave.

It can be said that he is close to the people. This emperor's grandson usually does not have the slightest academic style to talk about benevolence, justice and morality. He is quite heroic, but in fact he does not bully the common people.

Wu Zhongming was speechless for such an eccentric royal child.

But the emperor's grandson was very generous.

After returning, Wu Zhongming was promoted. Although his position remained unchanged, his rank was promoted from captain to sentry officer. Of course, Zhu Zhanyong did not have this power, but he said, who among the generals would embarrass the emperor's grandson because of the matter of a sentry officer.

Well, for the sake of the sentry officer, Wu Zhongming had a good impression of Huangsun.

There are many guards like Wu Zhongming. Although the emperor and grandson have never won over them, the emperor and grandson act haphazardly but with moderation. In addition, he is generous in his actions and fair in rewards and punishments. The popularity of the army is getting higher and higher.

"It's a day off today, let's go have a drink together?"

Zhu Zhanyong considered the hard work of the guards for many days and told them that he would stay in Kyoto during this period and would not go anywhere. He gave the guards leave and let them take turns.

Not only that, he also rewarded each guard with ten yuan.

With promotions, bonuses, and vacations, which guard wouldn't be happy.

Like Wu Zhongming, Zheng Luo was also a second-generation soldier from Shandong. He was one year older than him and was also at the rank of sentry officer. He was also a soldier transferred by Zhu Zhanyong from other armies.

Not only are the two proficient in firearms, they are also proficient in bow and horse, have gone to school, and have wealthy families.

"it is good."

Wu Zhongming readily agreed. The two had similar backgrounds and had many common topics. He was very curious about what military households in the mainland like Zheng Luo were like on a daily basis. Zheng Luo was also curious about the daily life of military households overseas.

The two drank and drank each other, and Wu Zhongming described life in overseas manors. Hearing that there were many slaves in Wu Zhongming's manor, Zheng Luo was very envious.

Wu Zhongming was also impressed when he heard that Zheng Luo's father had three maids and gave birth to seven or eight bastards.

"When the war is over, I will go back to my station and probably have to level up." At the end, Zheng Luo said proudly.

"What a coincidence."

Wu Zhongming replied calmly: "The same is probably true for my little brother."

Zheng Luo was stunned for a moment, and realized that the other party also had a heel. He laughed heartily, and his friendship deepened. (End of chapter)