Drumming and gathering generals, also known as gathering generals, is a method for the generals to gather generals and soldiers in the era of cold weapons, and in the words of later generations, it is an emergency assembly. When this drum sounds, whether you are a general or a big soldier, no matter what you are doing, even if you are squatting on the tuba, you have to quickly put on my pants and run over after half of it, otherwise you will hit the board or cut off your head, and you will have no emotion at all.

There is a drum at the entrance of the camp of Dongzhimen Jingying, which is the size of a table for eating, and the whole body is made of cooked cowhide, and the sound can be transmitted all over the radius after being knocked up.

The big drum in the military camp is not something that can be beaten casually, the Ming military law stipulates that 333 mallets are a drum, and a thousand mallets are three ways, on average, a drum is about ten minutes, and the three drums are about two quarters of an hour and half an hour.

The military regulations of the Ming Dynasty stipulate that all soldiers should report to the place where the drum is beating before the first drum is beaten, if the first drum is after the second drum is beaten, the one who comes before the second drum is beaten, the second drum is beaten before the third drum is beaten, and the penalty is 20 military sticks, if the three drums are not reported...... I'm sorry, we're not going to fight with sticks, and the only thing that awaits you is to cut off your head.

It is precisely because the military regulations of the Jujiang drum are so strict that ordinary people will not knock on it if they have nothing to do, because the consequences of beating the drum are too serious, and if you don't do it, you will die, so no one has beaten this drum for many years.

"Knock knock...... Knock knock knock ......"

When this big drum was beaten, the entire Dongzhimen school field suddenly became chaotic, and many disheveled soldiers and officers came out of the dormitory or from a corner in a daze, and many people even cursed.

"Which turtle son is impatient to live, and he actually beats the drum randomly, believe it or not, Lao Tzu used to make you look good!"

"Bastard, Li Ji, you bastard don't want to mess around, right, you have nothing to beat a drum in broad daylight, believe it or not, wait for Grandpa Guo to come back and pick your skin!"

There were also some officers who recognized the guerrilla general who was beating the drum himself, and they were so angry that they cursed, some of them were drinking wine, some were sleeping, some were gambling and having fun, and the anger in the hearts of these people who were suddenly alarmed by the sound of the drum can be imagined.

How many years has it been since the Jujiang drum has been played? Five, ten, or twenty years? No one knew that although this drum had been placed here all along, almost everyone regarded it as an ornament, and the sudden sound of this ornament today was enough to make many people surprised and annoyed...... Terrified.

When many officers ran to the gate of the barracks, they saw Li Ji holding a mallet and knocking hard, although his forehead had begun to ooze beads of sweat, and his back was also wet with sweat, but he did not dare to slack off at all, and still beat the drum hard, ignoring the few colleagues who were scolding him on the side.

Some officers couldn't pull down their faces on the side, and shouted angrily: "Eh, Lao Li, I said that you drank too much horse urine today, and even ignored Lao Tzu's words, believe it or not, Lao Tzu wants you to look good today!" ”

There were also sharp-eyed officers who noticed that something was wrong, pulled the placket of their companion's shirt and whispered, "Eh...... Stop scolding, look over there. ”

Everyone looked in the direction he pointed, only to find that not far away there were more than a dozen sergeants wearing iron armor and carrying slender firearms on their shoulders, standing there and looking at this coldly.

These soldiers and ruffians in the Beijing camp may not be able to do things, but when it comes to being well-informed, they are definitely first-class. Jiang Ningjun's unique equipment and characteristics are the only scorpion in the entire Ming Dynasty, how can they not recognize the reason.

Seeing this, someone immediately gasped: "Hiss...... My Mom...... This...... Isn't this the killing talent of the Jiang Ning Army, how did they come here, is it ......"

Speaking of this, everyone's faces immediately changed, and the rumors of the previous days invariably sounded. Don't...... Don't...... Is Jiang Ningbo really coming to take over the Beijing camp?

"Bad ......"

"Call someone to ......"

Almost all of them turned pale, and many of them immediately ran away.

"Quick...... Hurry up and call someone, you must hurry, otherwise you will die! ”

For a while, everyone suddenly scattered, desperately running in all directions. The matter has already been clear, since the sergeants of the Jiang Ning Army are here, is that Jiang Ningbo Bo still far from here? Now it is clear that Jiang Ningbo is really beating the drum and gathering the general to take office, and if there is no one after the three-way drum, then the fun will be great, I heard that this master is in Liaodong, but he is a guy who even kills Tartars. Today, he will not be stingy with a few human heads.

The drums sounded, and it was not only the Jingying camp and the Dongzhimen area in Dongzhimen that were in chaos, but even the entire Jingshi knew about it.

In the study of the Chengguo Mansion, Zhu Chunchen looked in the direction of Dongzhimen in the east, listening to the sound of drums that had become weak here, and his face was very ugly. He looked at it for a long time before he sneered: "Hmph...... The muddy waters in Jingying are not so easy to flow, Yang Feng, can't you fight, my father wants to see how you face those soldiers who are reaching out to you and all kinds of martial arts magnates. ”

No matter how the whole capital is jumping, as time passes, the three-way drum is finally finished, Yang Feng, who was standing on the high platform of the school field, silently counted it in his heart, and found that there were less than three thousand people standing on the entire school field, seeing this, Yang Feng sighed secretly in his heart and narrowed his eyes slightly.

After a while, Yang Feng asked Wang Yongguang, the secretary of the military department behind him, "Lord Wang, I don't know how many people are in the Beijing camp on the roster of the military department?" ”

Although Wang Yongguang secretly gloated in his heart, he still replied in the face of Yang Feng's question: "If you go back to your uncle, there are more than 10,000 war horses and 63,227 soldiers in the Beijing camp on the roster of the military department. ”

Yang Feng sneered expressionlessly: "Hehe...... So the people who came to the school today are only a fraction of the roster? ”

"Exactly!"

Wang Yongguang didn't see any ridicule on the surface, and explained carefully: "So that the uncle can know that our Beijing camp is divided into three camps. They are the five military battalions, the three thousand battalions and the Shenji battalion, of which the five military battalions are divided into the middle army, the left and right sentry and the left and right sentinels, with a total of more than 36,000 foot soldiers, and the 3,000 battalion is composed of 3,000 cavalry.

The Shenji Battalion is a firearms unit with a total of more than 26,000 soldiers, and it is also divided into the central army, the left and right sides, and the left and right posts. The Chinese army is divided into four divisions, and three divisions are set up in each of the sentry and sentry posts, and they are in charge of firearms such as guns and artillery. There are also 5,000 battalions attached to the battalion, which are in charge of firearms and accompanying escort horse officers.

Among them, there were 225 pieces of artillery, which was the main force of the Gongwei Beijing Division. Just supporting the Jingying Imperial Court costs more than 1.5 million taels of silver every year, but the lower officials didn't expect that the imperial court would spend so much silver every year, but the Jingying would become like this. ”

Seeing Wang Yongguang's distressed appearance, Yang Feng felt a greasy taste in his heart, and he said lightly: "Dare to ask Lord Wang, how many years has the Beijing camp not received full military pay and food?" ”

"Uh...... This one...... What ...... this" Hearing Yang Feng's words, Wang Yongguang couldn't help but be stunned for a moment, and finally said with some sneer: "Now the imperial court doesn't have much silver, so ...... Therefore, the silver and grain allocated by the imperial court every year are only about 30%. ”

"Sancheng?" Yang Feng didn't laugh at Wang Yongguang, he just muttered, "Even if it's thirty percent, it shouldn't be so erosive." ”

After the three-way drum was beaten, Li Ji, who had been beating for two quarters of an hour, stopped, and at this moment his whole body was wet as if he had just been fished out of the water, he struggled to walk to the parade platform and knelt down with an ordinary voice and said in a hoarse voice: "Uncle Qiqi, the last general has finished beating the three-way drum, please give me instructions." ”

Yang Feng looked at him slightly, who was drenched all over his body, and nodded slightly: "It's not easy for you to beat these three drums alone, so Benbo will start lightly." Come on, drag Li Ji aside, and beat the ten army sticks. The soldiers who participated in gambling with Li Ji just now also pulled out and beat the Ten Army Sticks to set an example! ”

"Uncle Xie's grace!"

But Li Ji was not surprised when he heard this, and quickly knelt down and kowtowed. Just now he gathered a crowd to gamble when he was on duty, according to the military regulations, if he really wanted to be twenty military sticks, he would have to shed his skin if he didn't die, but now Yang Feng just beat him with ten military sticks, relatively speaking, this is already an open net, these ten military sticks and twenty military sticks don't look much different, but the effect of really beating down is very different.

Yang Feng didn't talk nonsense, and with a wave of his hand, two family members next to him immediately stood up and pulled Li Ji aside. In addition, dozens of family members also pulled out the officers and soldiers who had just read the gambling from the team, raised the big stick in their hands and beat it down, and after the ten army sticks were beaten, Li Jiqiang endured the sharp pain in his butt and thanked him.

Yang Feng nodded: "After the execution, if you can persevere, then return to the team quickly!" ”

"Whoa!"

Li Ji and his officers and soldiers limped back into the queue.

The soldiers and officers of the Beijing camp who had already felt it on the school field saw this scene clearly, and many people were shocked by the methods of this newly arrived uncle. However, some people are disdainful, in their opinion, Yang Feng's methods are nothing more than that, he just came to office today, and he just beat Li Ji, who gathered to gamble, with ten military sticks, and it is appropriate to describe his behavior by lifting it high and gently putting it down, it seems that this Jiang Ningbo is nothing more than that.

In fact, not only these officers and soldiers on the school field, even Wang Yongguang next to Yang Feng also thought so, and his eyes couldn't help but show a trace of disdain, the reason why he personally sent Yang Feng to office today is actually the meaning of Yang Feng in the school, as the secretary of the military department, he also wants to see how the famous Jiang Ningbo is in the army.

Yang Feng naturally had no time to pay attention to Wang Yongguang's thoughts, he turned to Wang Yongguang and said, "Lord Wang, it's time for you to read out the appointment." ”

"Oh...... That's nature! ”

Only then did Wang Yongguang take the box containing the holy decree from the hand of the official behind him, and read it aloud after taking out the holy decree.

"Fengtian carries the emperor, the edict said. Jiang Ningbo, Nanjing Commander-in-Chief, and Jianwei General Yang Feng were familiar with military affairs, so he took over the post of Governor of Jingying Rongzheng! Chin this! ”

"Long live my emperor, long live, long live!"

As Wang Yongguang finished reciting the holy decree, the soldiers and generals on the school ground, including Yang Feng, bowed down in unison. Wang Yongguang handed over the holy decree and the big seal representing the governor of Jingying to Yang Feng, and then Yang Feng was considered to have completed the ceremony of taking office. In fact, according to the usual practice, Zhu Chunchen, the previous governor of Beijing, should also be present today, and hand over this big seal on behalf of the governor to Yang Feng in person, which also represents the meaning of the eternal inheritance of the torch, but Zhu Chunchen was a hundred displeased with Yang Feng, who robbed him of his position, and refused to be present in person to hand over this big seal to him, so he could only be done by Wang Yongguang, the secretary of the military department.

When Yang Feng held high the big seal representing the commander of the 60,000 Jingying army, all the soldiers on the school ground knelt down and shouted in unison: "The last general (villain) see the Governor, may the Lord be blessed and healthy!" ”

"All the soldiers are flat!"

With Yang Feng's voice coming from the school ground, the soldiers stood up again.

Yang Feng looked at the thousands of people standing crookedly on the school field, and some of them didn't even wear armor or military uniforms, and his face naturally couldn't look good when he saw this.

The first thing he said was, "After the first drum has passed, the soldiers who have arrived at the school yard within the second drum are invited to stand to the left of the governor!" If you are rushing to the school yard after the second drum and the third drum, please stand to the right of the Governor, and now you will come out! ”

The soldiers on the school field looked at each other, and many lucky people thought that no one might have seen it just now, so they didn't move, and then Yang Feng's voice sounded again: "If someone is lucky and refuses to stand up, he will be found out, and the governor will not be polite to him." ”

Listening to Yang Feng's words, many people gritted their teeth, and then someone slowly stood up, and after a quarter of an hour, the entire school field was clearly divided into three parts, with less than a thousand people standing in the middle, and more than two thousand soldiers and officers on both sides of them.

Jingying, as a concentration camp for the children of the powerful in the capital, is not boastful, many people looked at Yang Feng coldly, they didn't believe that Yang Feng dared to beat so many people at the same time. At best, it's just a few scoldings, and there will be no less meat anyway, how should they live their lives after scolding, haven't they lived like this for so many years? Could it be that this Jiang Ningbo can still turn the sky upside down?

However, Yang Feng's next move was beyond everyone's expectations, only to see Yang Feng say loudly: "Guerrilla General Li Ji is out of the ranks!" ”

Hearing Yang Feng shout his name, "The end is coming!" ”

This governor orders you to take the soldiers who rushed to the school field with the first drum to beat the latecomers on the left with ten sticks, and execute them immediately!

"Whoa!"