February 26, Beijing, Xishan Daying.

The Xishan camp under the sun is like a huge gray picture, from west to east, the 3,000 battalions, the five military battalions, and the Shenji battalion are all in full swing.

Half a month ago, under Liu Hongji's 'step-by-step', Abunai Khan of the Chahar Department was forced to provide 25,000 military horses to the Ming Empire's Beijing camp at a price of twelve taels each.

And the silver for the purchase of horses did not leave the capital at all, and Polochi, who came to trade in person, went around the capital and changed a batch of cloth, salt, and grain before returning anxiously.

The 3,000 battalion finally got the coveted war horses, and the Shenji battalion also got the first batch of 5,000 self-fired guns provided by the ordnance half a month ago.

This is still the output that the Ordnance Institute has 'squeezed' the craftsmen under its hands and implemented a three-shift work system.

The battle on the front line was urgent, and Liu Hong gradually understood, and Li Huaizhong even understood that in the entire Xishan battalion, whether it was infantry, cavalry, or musketeers, they were all undergoing rigorous training day and night.

Zheng Zhilong, who won the title of Earl of Nan'an, was also very generous, and the rice and grain trafficked from overseas were constantly transported to the household department through Cao Yun, and then transferred to the border pass and Jingying.

Sufficient military pay and sufficient food made this large number of civilian recruits in Beijing glow with unprecedented endurance and obedience, no matter how strict the training, all soldiers obeyed to the end.

"Raise your gun!" Liu Hong gradually shouted, Chang Yu, who had an iron whistle in his mouth behind him, encouraged his cheeks to blow the iron whistle vigorously, and the first two rows of the musket phalanx quickly stepped forward.

The first row squats on one knee, and the second row raises the gun in a standing position.

"Ready!"

"Put!"

Bang bang bang - a thick puff of black smoke came out of the musket array, and the rows of human targets erected dozens of steps ahead were all black holes.

Due to the use of more advanced rifles, the gap between soldiers and soldiers was greatly reduced, and the training regulations of musketeers were all gradually changed by Liu Hong.

When the Divine Machine Battalion operates, there are even rules on how many steps each breath takes, and how long each step is.

At a distance of 100 paces from the enemy, the three columns of infantry began to fire alternating volleys, backward reloads, and again volleys.

Due to the reduction in the number of columns and the shortening of the spacing, the horizontal column of the new army of the Shenji Battalion can be easily transformed into a marching column, and the width of the column is exactly the width of an ordinary road.

Before the start of the battle, the musketeers marched in columns of 1,000 households, and when they arrived on the battlefield, they turned or turned between marches, and the queue became a horizontal line when firing.

The queue training and formation changes that are constantly practiced on the parade ground are the tactical formations and movements actually used on the battlefield.

On the battlefield, no one is allowed to do anything other than the prescribed action without an order, and even the victorious troops must remain in formation and not pursue the defeated enemy army without permission.

Otherwise, the disorganized army will not be able to maintain its firepower and will easily get into a precarious situation.

Liu Hong gradually issued an iron order: "If a soldier looks left and right in the middle of the battle or leaves the formation without permission, the sergeant behind him has the right to kill him on the spot with a bayonet." ”

This is the essence of the 'line up to shoot' tactic, and this unit will face not a peasant army with loose discipline, but a ferocious and bloodthirsty Eight Banners Iron Cavalry that comes and goes.

If there is no iron discipline, no matter how accurate the musket is shot and how powerful the musket is, when you go to the battlefield and see thousands of iron cavalry charging towards you, it will only add to the achievements of the Eight Banners.

The instructors who trained the third-line shooting queue of the Beijing Camp Shenji Battalion were all from the Banzai Mountain Thousand Households.

In order to facilitate joint training and exercises with the musketeers of the Shenji Battalion, the 2,200 soldiers of the Banzai Mountain Senhu Station were simply temporarily stationed in the camp of the Shenji Battalion.

Led by Liu Hongjian and Karl, with Zu Qiuqing, Yue Chengze and other soldiers at or above the rank of 100 households as the team, the 7,000-strong musketeer team resounded in the suburbs of Beijing every day.

"Stand upright!" Liu Honggradually stood on the high platform and shouted.

After training all morning, Liu Hongjian himself was sweating profusely.

The 7,000 musketeers collectively carried their guns on their right shoulders and walked in unison, which was quite a bit of a military parade in later generations.

"Take a break!"

"Disbanded on the spot! After lunch, we will continue to gather for training! Liu Hong gradually yelled.

"Roar—" After a long morning, all the recruits cheered loudly when they received the order to dismiss the Admiral.

Originally, I thought that Lord Admiral's new kicking training was so simple, but it was really training that made these recruits complain.

In order to maintain the formation, Liu Hongjian often asked the soldiers to maintain a posture, such as raising their left leg to stand still for half a quarter of an hour, and all the soldiers had to stay in a line, and the slightest mistake had to be re-timed.

The formation was disbanded, and the soldiers all shook their sore limping legs and ran towards the firehead army, which had already been in formation.

"Master, let's go eat too, I'm hungry!" Niu Dabang, as Liu Hongji's personal guard of the hundred household officials, also participated in the daily training throughout the whole process.

The bull stick mallet was sparsely shot, and he was used to using the AKM suddenly, and he couldn't look down on these so-called slapstick guns that took half a day to change ammunition.

"Eat, eat, eat, eat, tell you how many times in the barracks, don't call me grandpa!

You don't want to eat at noon today, and you can practice right steps here for this official! Liu Hong gradually pointed to the bull mallet angrily.

Liu Hong gradually put down the bull mallet with a bitter face, and was about to go out of the barracks to find Uncle Song to have lunch, but was stopped by the brocade guards who rushed in.

"Lord Commander, there is a secret report from the front line of Shanhaiguan, Lord Liang, please go to Yamen quickly!" The person in charge of delivering the message is a thousand household officials of Jinyiwei, unless it is a big thing, this is already a very high standard.

"Oh? What happened to the border war? Liu Hong gradually frowned.

In the past half a month, the reason why he has been so attentive to training this musketeer is that he is afraid of this.

"Your Excellency...... Forgive me for not saying more, you should go to the yamen and ask Lord Liang in person. "Qianhu Guan's speech is a little hesitant.

The battle report of the Qiantun Guard Battle was delivered to the Jinyi Guard's Yamen in the capital at the fastest speed by the Jinyi Guard's cavalry ahead of the military department's herald system.

Liang Yang knew very well the relationship between the former Tuncheng garrison and the commander, so he specially sent a thousand household officials to deliver the letter, and repeatedly instructed the commander to give the commander a preventive shot first.

"What kind of system is grinding and chirping, mallet, prepare for horses!" Liu Hongjian seemed to feel that something was wrong, and frowned and said irritably.

"Howler!" When the bull mallet, who was pretending to be practicing upright, heard this, threw his pistol to the side, and ran to the barracks of the barracks.

Don't have an accident, don't have an accident, Liu Hong gradually became uneasy, he had a bad premonition, the more the thousand household officials didn't say anything, the stronger this premonition became.