Zhuma stopped in front of the three armies, looking at the silent Ming soldiers in front of him, Zhu Youzhen finally had a sense of accomplishment in his heart. It was able to shock these Gyeonggi soldiers a little, and it was not in vain that he had worked hard to practice riding skills in the past two years.

Of course, he also knew that this kind of shock because of the accident did not make this army truly believe in him, and was willing to follow him, the emperor, and fight forward without asking the reason, and crush all the enemies in his way.

However, seeing so many soldiers standing quietly in the military formation in front of him, countless pairs of eyes were staring at him, as if at this moment, as long as he gave an order, this army could go to the soup for him, Zhu Youzhen felt that his throat was a little itchy, and he wanted to say something.

"What do you say?" Zhu Youzhen's face was solemn, his eyes swept from east to west for a week, and then he cleared his throat and shouted: "Just before the 7th, Huang Taiji, the chief of Houjinnu, personally led 30,000 slave soldiers to bypass the Ningjin defense line and break through the pass in three ways from Longjingkou to Daankou.

What is the reason that the slave chieftain Huang Taiji found for this dispatch? He said that I did not abide by the peace treaty and sent troops to harass the Houjin people at the mouth of the Heilongjiang River, which is really a big joke.

Nuergan on the east bank of the lower reaches of the Heilongjiang River is the place where the Nuergandu Command and Envoy Division was set up during the Yongle period, and the Heilongjiang, Asu River, Songhua River and Naowen River are all under the rule of the Nuergandu Division.

Since the founding of the country, my Ming Dynasty has always treated people from afar, and the Jianzhou Jurchens used to be just a savage tribe exiled from Tunguska to Liaodong. My emperor took pity on the loneliness of his tribe, so he allowed this generation to live in Liaodong, thinking that I was guarding the border fortress in the Ming Dynasty.

However, when he arrived at the old chieftain Nurhachi, he had a heart of disobedience, and ignored the many years of care and preferential treatment of his tribe by our emperor, and rebelled against Ming with the so-called seven hatreds. Playing all kinds of conspiracies and tricks, seizing the land of Liaodong in my Ming Dynasty, and slaughtering the people of my Ming Dynasty, this enmity can be described as a common hatred.

However, there has been a great famine in the territory of our emperor for several years, and the people have no food and clothing, and the people are all over the wilderness. In order to live the people of the Ming Dynasty, I endured humiliation and swallowed my voice, and took the initiative to ask for peace with Houjin. As long as I can let the people of the Ming Dynasty live one more person, even if I have no face to see my ancestors and ancestors in the future, I will be willing.

But I didn't expect this generation of barbarians to be so long-looking Shu, yesterday to Liaodong, today the slave Gandu Division is also regarded as a thing in the bag, and also used this to send troops to our country, the desire of his generation is difficult to fill, which can be seen.

The slave chief Huang Taiji also said: There is a son of heaven and is a husband, and there is a man who is the son of heaven. This sounds plausible, but it seems to make sense. But I will say, it's fart.

If someone can expel the Tartars and protect the Chinese people, then the puppet can also be the Son of Heaven, and Emperor Taizu Gao is an example. If it is the other way around, then the Son of Heaven is only a horseman.

If my Zhu family can't expel the Tatars and protect the Chinese people, I will lose the mandate of heaven of the Han family. Naturally, there are also heroes of the Han family who come forward to protect this hot land of China and inherit the destiny of our Han family.

Isn't it ridiculous that the Jianzhou Jurchen is just a barbarian, and they also intend to covet the destiny of my Han family? What is the Mandate of Heaven of my Han family? Inheriting China and serving the four Yi is the destiny of my Han family..."

Chongzhen's impassioned words immediately attracted the soldiers of the new army, who had never heard before, and these never-before-heard words seemed to make something grow out of their hearts, making them feel a little resentful of Hou Jin.

Everyone pricked up their ears and tried to hear every word of the emperor clearly, and they unconsciously straightened their chests, no longer carefully calculating how to receive more rewards after going into battle, as if there was an emotion that connected them to the emperor and made them noble.

The officials of the Gyeonggi Governor's Office and the generals of the new army, who had been at the gate to greet the emperor, also hurried over after the emperor rode into the barracks, and when they saw the scene in front of them, they had to stop far away and wait for the emperor's speech to finish.

“… More than 1,700 years ago, they called us Han Chinese; 1,000 years ago, they called us the Tang people; 260 years ago, they called us Mingren.

Who are they? It's the Xiongnu, it's the Xianbei, it's the Turks, it's the Khitan, it's the Jurchens, it's the Mongols... No matter how many names they have, no matter how powerful they are, we are the only ones who will eventually stand in this land of China.

Who are we? We are the descendants of the Han and Tang dynasties, and we are a great nation with 5,000 years of civilization. Now, do you know who you are? ”

The emperor's speech made the blood boil among the soldiers of the three armies on the school field, except for Zhu Yuanzhang, the founding ancestor of the country, it was about the first time that such a great emperor disregarded etiquette and did not care about the dignity of the superiors, and personally encouraged morale in front of the soldiers. This deeply touched the officers and men of these new troops.

However, while they were moved, they did not know how to respond to the emperor's final question, and there was suddenly an unexpected silence in the school grounds. Seeing this, Zhu Youzhen once again asked hoarsely, "Do you know who you are?" ”

Some of the more nimble-minded soldiers couldn't help but reply loudly: "We are Mingren. But the sound of the answer was sparse, and it became some inaudible murmur in this huge school field.

Zhu Youzhen was obviously not satisfied with the performance of these soldiers, and he once again puffed up his breath and shouted: "Didn't you eat in the morning? Answer louder, who are we? ”

The soldiers of the three armies erected in front of the emperor first shouted one after another, but after all, these soldiers did not prepare standard answers in advance, and the content of their respective shouts was not consistent, and tens of thousands of people spoke their own voices, not only did not look majestic, but even looked a little confused.

Several military attachés of the Gyeonggi Governor's Mansion who were standing not far behind the emperor immediately frowned when they heard this, and wanted to step forward to rectify the order of the military columns and prevent this oath from becoming a farce. However, several military attachés led by Yan Yingyuan stopped these colleagues, and Yan Yingyuan said respectfully but not very politely to these officials: "Ladies and gentlemen, take a look again, don't come forward and spoil Your Majesty's good deeds." ”

As soon as Yan Yingyuan's words fell, there were already changes in the school field. The original disorderly answers of tens of thousands of people gradually turned into the shouts of thousands of groups, then into hundreds of voices, and then into dozens, and finally the voices of the soldiers on the school field gradually fell into two words, "Mingren", "Mingren", "Mingren".

Tens of thousands of soldiers chanted "Mingren" rhythmically, answering the questions raised by Chongzhen, and finally made Zhu Youzhen's tense face ease a little. After hearing this answer, Zhu Youzhen finally had some confidence in his heart.

Chongzhen let go of the reins in his hand, raised his hands and pressed down weakly, and the shouts of the soldiers of the three armies like a tide finally stopped, and the sound of the resounding clouds turned to the silence of the audience, but it was only for a moment. Chongzhen and the soldiers of the three armies were immersed in a wonderful emotion, and they themselves did not feel that there was anything wrong.

However, the officials of the Gyeonggi Metropolitan Government and the middle and high-ranking military attaches of the New Army who were standing behind Chongzhen were shocked by this scene and lost their ability to speak. Since the death of Taizu and Chengzu, the two emperors, there has never been a king or general who can be served by the three armies in the Ming Dynasty.

Wenchen lured military ministers to serve with money, and military generals forced soldiers to obey orders with strict military laws, which was already a natural norm in the Ming army. Even the most outstanding Qi family army in recent times, they are more afraid of their main generals than they love them. In the era after the Qi family's army, the army could not guarantee adequate food and wages, and even the strict military laws were ineffective against the soldiers.

In this situation, there is no emotion between the lowest sergeant and his own commander, and what is there to talk about defending the country and fighting to the death. These sergeants, who lack food and clothing, and are used as slaves and maids by their own masters on weekdays, once they leave the camp and lose their strict supervision, they do not use their own swords and guns to plunder civilians, and they are already considered loyal and brave to the country.

In the Ming army, the officer's biggest task was not to command the soldiers to fight, but to supervise the soldiers not to harm their own civilians. And the civil officials and people of the Ming Dynasty have no respect for the army that defends them. When one's own army passes by, it is like spending money to send a plague god.

In this era when sergeants and generals are wary of each other, and the army and the people hate each other, Chongzhen made tens of thousands of sergeants respond to his cry in a few words, how can he not make these old military attaches stunned and frightened.

In contrast to the frightened emotions of these military attachés, it was the eager expressions on the faces of Yan Yingyuan and other young military attachés, who were as awake as Yan Yingyuan's generation, and at this time they had already seen that the emperor had mastered the emotions of the soldiers of the three armies in front of him at this time. Now, the emperor wants them to be sad and sad, and he wants them to be happy. As long as the emperor can end well, the military heart of this army will be owned by the emperor.

However, even Yan Yingyuan couldn't think of what kind of words he would use to cover the foreshadowing in front of him after the emperor raised the mood of the soldiers to such a high level, so as to let the army's heart return to himself. While the officers and men of the three armies and these military attaches were paying attention to the emperor and waiting intently for the emperor's final speech, behind them, a group of people were also hurrying from the camp gate.

Zhu Youzhen pressed his hands weakly, and only when the soldiers of the three armies in front of him quieted down again did he put down his hands and shouted loudly again: "Today, another barbarian clan has forgotten the majesty of my Han family, the bravery of the Tang people, and covets the hot land of China and the inheritance of China.

For the sake of the land where the ancestral tomb is located, for the sake of all the Yanhuang Miao who live on this land, for the sake of your family and descendants, and for the glory of my Ming people, are you willing to follow me and fight against these barbarians who have invaded China? ”

After only a moment of silence, a voice sounded on the school ground, "war", "war", "war", tens of thousands of soldiers worshiped with blood, and the call at this time was even higher than before. This majestic and mighty voice resounded through the sky, and even the sergeants stationed at Deshengmen more than ten miles away looked at the camp suspiciously, not knowing what was happening here.