Ming Dynasty entry: I am Chongzhen, the greatest emperor of all time!

Chapter 7 Reorganization of the Brave Guard Battalion

The sun is shining brightly, driving away the last trace of chill.

The six hundred cavalrymen shouted in unison, which indeed calmed the scattered soldiers.

However, Zhu Youjian still overestimated this group of rabble.

With just one shout, more than 200 people collapsed to the ground in fear.

Some people even had an unknown yellow liquid flowing out of their crotch.

Zhu Youjian glanced at them one by one, and most of them looked terrified.

Only the queue on the east side was standing in a relatively neat line, and their expressions did not change much.

Li Guozhen, the Earl of Xiangcheng, wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and pointed to the queue on the east side.

"These are the people who fought with General Zhou at Ningwu Pass. They fled Ningwu Pass after General Zhou was killed by bandits."

Li Guozhen's words did not seem false. Among the thousands of people, only this group of soldiers with the worst equipment still looked like soldiers.

Zhu Youjian nodded slightly without saying anything, but opened the system page.

A blue light screen appeared in the field of vision.

【Yongwei Battalion (Remnant)】

Entry:

* Bloody Embers (Green): Morale +30% when casualties exceed 25%
*Comrades' Will (Blue): For every soldier killed in battle, the remaining soldiers' stamina increases by 0.2%, with a maximum of 200%
really!

As Zhu Youjian expected, the Yongwei Camp did have positive entries.

And there are two positive entries, one blue and one green!
He now needed to quickly gather a force that could withstand the first wave of attacks in order to buy time for his plan of plundering the property.

Compared to the Jingying, which is full of negative entries, it is obvious that the purple entries have a better effect on the Yongweiying.

After making up his mind, Zhu Youjian spoke again.

"Wang Banban."

"I'm here." Wang Chengen stepped forward.

"Take the Earl of Xiangcheng to count the gunpowder stockpile. I want to see how many Ten Thousand Enemies are left in the Shenji Camp."

Seeing that Zhu Youjian did not blame him for the disastrous situation of the Beijing camp, Li Guozhen felt as if he had been pardoned, and followed Wang Chengen to the west warehouse.

The 3,000-man cavalry moved sideways three steps in tacit coordination, and their black armor formed an iron curtain in the sunlight, isolating the remnants of the Yongwei Battalion from sight.

He turned his gaze to the soldiers in front of him again and shouted at the top of his voice.

"From now on, you will all be incorporated into the Brave Guard Battalion."

Without the captain leading the charge, the soldiers of the Beijing camp had no idea how to respond to the emperor's words, and all they could hear were scattered cries of "obeying the emperor's orders."

Some even kneel down to express their gratitude.

Zhu Youjian was not in the mood to give a speech.

Directly open the system panel and add the purple entry to the Yongweiying page.

The reason why he sent Wang Chengen and Li Guozhen away was because he was afraid that the entry would bring about some strange phenomena in the world.

It would be too troublesome to explain then.

However, Zhu Youjian was a little overthinking, as the blessing of the entry did not have any special effect.

The thousand strong soldiers who were selected just trembled collectively and then returned to normal.

But after this, the momentum has undergone a qualitative change!
Zhu Youjian watched the old soldier, who was still coughing up blood, suddenly straighten his back with his temples bulging.

All the soldiers' eyes were bloodshot, as if an invisible fire was burning in their pupils.

One of the men, a scarred man dressed as a general, stood in the crowd and shouted.

"whole team!"

The dense footsteps splashed up countless dust.

Thousands of soldiers lined up in just a few breaths, forming a beautiful square formation!

The chief captain stood in front, and the general flag and small flag stood on the side of the team.

The powerful momentum was revealed instantly!

Zhu Youjian was very satisfied. The speed of the entire team alone was worth the price of admission.

But in order to further verify the specific effect of the entry, he held the whip and pointed it at the scarred man who had just shouted to form a team.

"You, get out of the queue."

"As ordered!"

The scarred man took two steps forward without any pause, and then slammed his knee heavily on the ground.

"What's your name and what's your position?"

"I am Wang Erhu, a general. I joined the Beijing Camp in the eighth year of Chongzhen. In the thirteenth year of Chongzhen, I was promoted to Captain for my meritorious service!"

“What’s that?”

"Your Majesty!" Wang Erhu shouted.

"Twelve transformations of the Mandarin Duck Formation, coordinated firearms from the chariot camp, and thirty-six command flags. I can wave them with my eyes closed!" "Excellent! Show me."

"I will obey your orders!"

Then Wang Erhu instinctively stood up and turned around, using his sword as a flag, and issued several orders.

Each general flag and small flag also drew their swords as flags to pass on Wang Erhu's military orders.

The movements were so smooth as if they had been practiced a thousand times.

Thousands of people instantly split into three rows. The shield bearers in the front row leaned forward in a bow stance, the musketeers in the second row stuck their gun barrels out from the gaps in their shields, and the spears in the back row stood at an angle.

Wang Erhu swung his sword three times, "Fifty feet southwest, advance!"

"Hu! Ha!" The thousand-man formation shouted at the same time.

Regardless of turning or moving, the formation has no effect at all.

Wang Erhu demonstrated more than a dozen formations in a row.

When Li Guozhen came back with Wang Chengen holding the gunpowder book, he almost dropped his official hat at the sight before him.

Half an hour ago, the soldiers of the Beijing Camp were a motley crowd, but now they were like veterans who had fought on the battlefield for more than ten years!

What is even more terrifying is that those soldiers who originally had no desire to fight and were suffering from hunger and cold were now full of murderous intent in the battle formation!
"Your Majesty..." Li Guozhen's tongue was tied.

Wang Chengen was so excited that he was about to cry, but he didn't think too much about it.

He only knew that the previously defeated soldiers had become an elite force in less than half an hour under His Majesty's command.

I’m afraid even if Taizu and Chengzu were still alive, they wouldn’t be able to do it!
It is worth it for His Majesty to have worked so hard for more than ten years!
When the two came to Zhu Youjian, the latter finally stopped the drill.

Looking at the panting and sweating Xinyongwei Battalion in front of him, Zhu Youjian finally had a clear understanding of the term in his mind.

The combat effectiveness and execution ability mentioned in the entry are indeed reflected.

But apart from that, there was no change at all among the soldiers in places where there was no blessing.

For example, a weak body caused by long-term malnutrition.

After only practicing for less than forty minutes, some people were already exhausted.

"deliver an imperial order."

Zhu Youjian pointed his whip towards the Forbidden City and said, "Promote Wang Erhu, the former commander of the Beijing Camp, to the rank of Captain of the Yongwei Camp, and temporarily command the Yongwei Camp."

"The entire Yongwei Battalion will immediately move to the Imperial Guards' training grounds. The Guanglu Temple will double the meat supply for border troops!"

Thousands of people knelt on one knee at the same time, shouting "Yes, your Majesty."

……

When the sound of horse hooves rolled through the street like thunder, the old man who was selling firewood with his grandson outside Chengtian Gate widened his eyes.

He saw the group of beggar-like soldiers marching with their backs straight, their tattered jackets fluttering in the evening breeze, revealing the dense patches on the lining.

The most terrifying thing was that they walked while knocking the shield or scabbard with the back of their swords, humming war songs from some unknown dynasty.

"..The Helan Mountains are crushed by the horse's hooves. I will not return until I have taken Youyan!"

Behind this group of soldiers who had undergone a major transformation, there were cavalrymen covered in iron armor.

Seeing this scene, the old man couldn't help but burst into tears.

Who dares to say that the seven taels of silver he donated was to buy meat for the emperor?
With such a large army around, his only remaining grandson will not die!

……

The bronze crane in front of the Qianqing Palace was cast a long shadow by the setting sun. Zhu Youjian looked at the Yongwei Battalion entering the palace in a line, his fingers unconsciously stroking the secret letter in his sleeve.

Wu Xiang just delivered an urgent report that Li Zicheng's 5,000 vanguard cavalry had passed Changping and would be able to see Deshengmen by noon tomorrow at the latest.

And he now has only two thousand elite troops available.

Even among the two thousand elite soldiers, there were still one thousand brave guards who were not equipped.

"Your Majesty, it's time to eat." Wang Chengen reminded softly while holding the food box.

Zhu Youjian opened the lid of the box and saw two steamed buns and a plate of pickles lying quietly on the yellow silk.

This was a rule set before Chongzhen, that lunch could not cost more than one penny of silver.

In this palace, one penny of silver can only buy this.

After Zhu Youjian came, although this rule was abolished, he still ate this.

Because he took away all the money from the imperial kitchen...

Eat whatever ingredients are left in the kitchen.

He broke off half a piece of rice and put it in his mouth. The rough husks scratched his throat and hurt him. He swallowed it with some cold tea and looked at the sun outside the window which was already slightly setting in the west.

Even though he hadn't slept all night, Zhu Youjian, who was extremely tired, got up again.

Chewing steamed bread, he hurried to the inner transport warehouse.

Li Ruolian has just informed that Zhou Kui's family's silver has been deposited into the warehouse.

A full five hundred thousand taels, enough for him to draw entries five times!

(End of this chapter)