Dongyuan hunting ground is located at the foot of Shenlie Mountain, where the peaks and mountains are stacked and green, the scenery is beautiful, it is the place where Zhu Cihong ascended the throne when the Tianwu military parade was held.

The whole Dongyuan hunting ground sits in the south and faces north, majestic atmosphere, shooting range, martial arts field, horse racing slope, Bagua slope layout is rigorous and orderly.

In the Dongyuan martial arts field, the east and west sides are already full of people, and today's civil and military officials above the fifth grade are here with their sons to watch the ceremony, Xu Mingwu, as the son of the Marquis of Pingyang, should also come to report.

At this time, Xu Mingwu was in a particularly depressed mood, his father and brother were on the battlefield in Burma, leaving him alone in Beijing, and he was always worried about the front line.

The autumn wind blew, the flags fluttered, and the soldiers of the Tianwu Army stood silent, waiting in silence.

Suddenly, the salute was loud, the whining horn sounded, and the drum music was noisy, and a mighty Luan Yi guided a luxurious dragon chariot into the Dongyuan hunting ground.

The two battalions held leopard tail guns and muskets of the Royal Forest Army soldiers lined up on both sides of the Luan driver, and under the crank embroidered golden dragon canopy in the center of the Luan driver, Zhu Cihong, the son of the great tomorrow, sat firmly.

Today's Zhu Cihong is not wearing royal armor like 20 years ago, but wearing a nine-dragon robe, pedaling the green dragon step cloud boots, this outfit is luxurious and majestic, showing the majesty of the Son of Heaven to the fullest.

In the spotlight, Zhu Cihong got off the dragon chariot and rode a bloody BMW in the Western Regions, with a slight wave of his right hand, the honor guards under the stage returned to their respective positions, and even the eunuchs and palace maids who accompanied the car retreated one by one and left.

Since the end of the war in Japan eight years ago, in addition to reviewing the recital in the Qianqing Palace every day, Zhu Cihong's favorite thing is to come to the Dongyuan hunting ground.

Zhu Cihong stared at the distance, the east is the children of the royal family, the first one, under the canopy stands the crown prince Zhu and His Majesty, followed by the second prince Zhu Heyuan, the third prince Zhu Hedai, and the princess Zhu Zhiruo of Zhaoyang.

The fourth prince Zhu Heqian and the fifth prince Zhu Hekun, who were not yet fifteen years old, did not participate in this royal autumn hunt.

Zhu Cihong was still in a good mood, and turned to look to the west, these long rows were all noble children.

Looking at the field again, as it was back then, in the 30,000 Heavenly Martial Army arrayed in the Great Sect Field, the crowd was like water, the muskets were like a forest, and the flags were like the sea, as far as the eye could see.

It's just that today's Tianwu Army, although they are neatly arrayed and quiet, they no longer have the iron-blooded qi that Ling Ran spread back then, and the amazing momentum of a hundred battles......

Zhu Cihong's eyes flashed coldly, and he raised his hand slightly.

The ceremonial officer immediately shouted: "Chao! ”

The royal nobles, civil and military officials, and officers and soldiers in the army immediately made an overwhelming voice: "Long live my emperor!" Banzai! Hooray! ”

"Flat!"

Zhu Cihong's anger was like a long rainbow, his expression eased slightly, and he walked up to the high Dianjiang platform step by step, sat on the dragon chair, and looked down on the crowd.

He glanced at the ceremonial officer, and the ceremonial official immediately understood: "The auspicious time has arrived, and the martial arts exercise has begun!" ”

The audience immediately fell silent, and the venue of 10,000 people was so quiet that even the sound of breathing left and right seemed to be clearly audible.

"Prince!" Zhu Cihong called out to Zhu He and His Majesty.

The crown prince Zhu and His Majesty, who were dressed in military uniform, immediately came out of the ranks, came to the dragon throne, and bowed down to Zhu Cihong: "The son is here!" ”

Zhu Cihong waved his hand and said: "The pre-hunt drill is presided over by you!" ”

"Sons obey orders!"

Zhu He Majesty happily got up, jumped on a big dark horse brought by his personal guard Xu Zhanpeng, and walked away.

At this time, the war drums were beating, and the sound of the horn reached the nine heavens.

In the music, Zhu He's majesty and the nine youth school cavalry slowly entered the field, they were all subordinates of the East Palace, Sun Zhiyuan, Xu Zhanpeng, Zhu Jing and others.

Zhu He Majesty personally held the command flag, for a time, the sound of drums, hooves, slogans continued, a group of cavalry arrays of the Longwu Army horizontal and vertical 30 horses, orderly entry, in an instant neatly changed the formation and equestrian, the movement of the tiger and the wind, the momentum of the momentum.

The banner is unfurled, the trumpet is fluttering, the swords and guns are dazzling, and the Longwu Army under the command of Prince Zhu and His Majesty is in a charging battle formation, which is a perfect drill.

On the viewing platform, the second prince Zhu Heqi gently stabbed the third prince Zhu Hedai, who was next to him, and said: "Longwu Army is a cavalry army trained by Xiangguo Gong, and it is the most elite cavalry of my Ming Dynasty, third brother, if you are in command, it is no worse than the prince!" ”

The words of the second prince are very clear, such an elite division, whoever commands it is the same, the third brother, do you obey the prince brother?

When the third prince heard this, he touched his head and said: "Second brother, you have promoted me, I have not studied in the Huangming Military Academy, and I don't know about military affairs, if you want to ask, just ask the imperial sister......"

As he spoke, the third prince pulled Princess Zhaoyang over beside him.

The third child was born by Song Guifei, the grandson of Song Yingxing, the priest of the country, and is still studying in the country.

Zhu Heqi snorted lightly and said: "What is there to mix with in the country's eunuch, my father likes martial arts, not literature, you see that the imperial sister is a female stream, and they all learn from Mulan to join the army......"

Princess Zhaoyang's eyes lit up, and she whispered, "Second child, shut your mouth!" ”

Zhu Heqi was just about to talk about theorizing with her, but he heard the drums in the field again, the pre-hunting drill was over, and the next step was the real autumn hunting session.

The sons and daughters of the royal family stepped on their horses, carrying muskets on their backs, bullet leather bags hung from their saddles, and rode around an artificial willow tree in the center of the hunting ground, shouting, and sometimes firing a shot.

For a while, where the horse's hooves passed, wolf smoke was everywhere.

Zhu Hedi's eyes lit up, and he was about to shoot willows, this was the opportunity he had been waiting for to show his face for a long time!

"Shoot willow" is to insert willow branches on the ground, and then gallop around the horse, and shoot the custom of the willow with arrows, trace back to its source, the Huns, Xianbei have the custom of the forest, the Central Plains has a shooting salute since ancient times, the Liaojin is prevalent, the willow is inserted on the field, the galloping horse shoots, the one wins.

The willow branches are small and soft, and when the breeze blows, they are a moving target, and it is not easy to stand still and shoot on foot, and it is even more difficult to shoot on a galloping horse.

Through willow shooting, it can reflect whether the archery skills are excellent or not, and it can also reflect the shooter's immediate kung fu, so willow shooting has been highly valued in ancient military training.

However, the "willow shooting" link of the Ming Dynasty, which is different from the previous dynasty, is to put the pigeon in the gourd, and then hang the gourd high on the willow tree, bend the bow to shoot the gourd, the pigeon flies out, and the victory is determined by the height of the flying pigeon.

The Dongyuan hunting of the Tianwu Dynasty made changes to this, abolishing the bow and arrow, and shooting it with muskets.

To perform willow shooting in front of the imperial martial arts, it is not only necessary to have excellent horse kung fu and riding and archery skills, but more importantly, psychological quality, which can only be completed with extraordinary calm.

When the Imperial Guards began to insert willows in the arena, everyone on the field immediately began to talk, some were excited, some were worried, and when the knights appeared one after another, the audience immediately fell silent and silent.

Everyone is watching, quietly waiting for this extremely ornamental and moving stunt display, and more importantly, many generals are looking forward to it, if the step formation just now is a good-looking showcase, then they are really looking forward to what real kung fu the milky imperial grandson can bring them.