At this time, outside the Shanhai Pass, the city of Jinzhou, which was once the territory of the Ming Dynasty, came and went with money rat-tailed Jiannu Tartars.

The few remaining Han families looked at these people with trepidation, and quietly hid the hatred in their eyes and buried them in the bottom of their hearts.

The discipline of the Qing soldiers was strict, but it was forbidden to enforce orders on the battlefield. But when the object of military discipline protection becomes ordinary people, it disappears in an instant.

Especially now the lord of Jinzhou City is Abatai, this military general who is obsessed with bowing horses doesn't care about how the Han people in the city are ravaged by his own Qing Erlang, just thinking about how to stretch this war-hungry body again.

In this way, I don't know how many Han family houses were kicked open, leaving only the abrupt roar and the cry of the woman. There are countless examples of the death of a door in this city, and it has reached the point where no one cares.

"Phew!" In Jinzhou City, on the wall of a small courtyard, a little boy with black ash on his face spat hatefully, and stared hatefully at a group of people riding horses on the road: "Traitor! Dog Tartar! ”

In the queue, a man in a horse coat trembled slightly.

Several Qing soldiers immediately shouted angrily: "The southern barbarian who can't kill endlessly, grandpa's knife went to collect him!" ”

"Master Hedu, that's just a little doll......" the man in the horse coat whispered.

The man who was called Hedu was a sixteen or seventeen-year-old man, who was born strong and strong, with bulging muscles and muscles, but he was not full of courage like those Jurchens, but rather rather calm, not like a Manchurian, but like a bit of a Han person. Such a change. But it's all because of this man in a horse coat, Zhao Xiong.

"For the master's sake, leave it alone. The emperor's task is important! He Du said. led people to rush towards the city of Jinzhou.

After a short time, they reappeared in front of the marshal mansion of Abatai in Jinzhou City.

A brief answer. Abatai happily put away the holy decree: "The Great Khan is wise! I said that the bones of staying in Jinzhou will be rusty and idle. This time, the army conquered the Ming Dynasty, grabbed enough money and food to make a living, and then forced the emperor of the Ming Kingdom to sue for peace with the Qing Dynasty! ”

Inside the Abatai house, the white-flag-inlaid mountain Ezhen Turg shouted, "Baylor is right. Staying in this place, all the birds are faint. There was originally a Hong Chengchou in the Ming Kingdom who could fight, but now he has also been defeated by us. This Da Ming is a girl who has pulled out her clothes, and she is not on it at the moment. When! Lord Belle, let's talk about it, how to fight this battle! ”

Jialazhang Jingsubai said in a loud voice: "The last general is willing to be the vanguard!" ”

On the side, Chen Weidao of the Han Army Banner was not far behind: "The last general is also willing to be the vanguard and fight together!" ”

"Hahaha, good!" Seeing that the morale of the army was available, Abatai was overjoyed and said: "Choose the army and go to the Ming Kingdom!" ”

Turg. Su Bai, Chen Weidao, and Hedu, who had passed on the will, all shouted loudly in unison.

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Turg felt that the Ming Dynasty no longer had a main battle force, and if it was placed when the new Zhu Cihong was not there, it would be true.

But Turg obviously never thought that Da Ming would rush out of the air with his own strength. Trying to change this prince who made the Han family desperate...... Zhu Cihong.

At this moment, Zhu Cihong was thinking about how to build a strong army and rewrite the embarrassing fact that the Ming Dynasty no longer had a main force in the field.

The forging of a strong army. The most direct and reliable way is obviously a constant war. Keep grinding. But it will take time, and Zhu Cihong is right now. The most important thing is time.

Then, in order to make up for this huge time mistake, it is clear that there is only other way left.

For example, we should reform the inefficient military system under the old system and establish a military system that is suitable for the present and is highly efficient and powerful.

Kaifeng.

Captain and lieutenant, Zhu Cihong is actually still in ambush with the idea of the military rank system. It's just that the current territory is not mature, and there are not enough people in hand. The time has not yet come to revise the military system in a big way, and in this way, Zhu Cihong is not in a hurry, but just a foreshadowing.

When Zhu Cihong specially mentioned the names of the two battalions, the Flying Bear Camp and the Tiger Ben Battalion, Xu Yanqi and Liu Sheng were both proud and proud. Everyone also had kind eyes, and I don't know how many people had burning eyes, wanting to get the third camp number of Zhu Cihong's personal system.

Zhu Cihong continued to sort out his thoughts and said: "On the basis of battalion-level generals, I plan to establish a regiment-level official system. The commander called him General Lang. General Lang can also have the organizational authority of the pro-guard, and the number of people is limited to 300. Above the regimental level, Lone still intends to structure another level. It's just that although there are 30,000 troops at the moment, there are few troops who can fight well. To deal with the thief army like a chicken, tile and dog, relying on weapons, relying on morale, and relying on perseverance, you can face the battle without timidity. But it was not enough to deal with the fierce Tartars, far from enough. The army of 30,000 must retain the real elite department, remove the chaff, and not keep the dross! Next, there is the transfer of various ministries. ”

"Yes!" Everyone responded, and their eyes were all hiding fiery eagerness.

Zhu Cihong knew that this was the next drama. Personnel transfers will all start with this. For the next big war, what is the future of each person, and some clues will be seen.

"In addition to the battalions directly under the jurisdiction of the guards, the Royal Guards Regiment will be divided into three main station regiments. The first is the Guards Regiment, which is directly under the hands of Gu Qinzhang, and has under the jurisdiction of the Flying Bear Battalion of Xu Yanqi, the first battalion of infantry captain Chen De, the first battalion of infantry captain Hu Zichen, and the first battalion of infantry captain Red Lady. After the formation is perfected, Chen Desuo's unit will be renamed the 4th Infantry Battalion of the Royal Guards Regiment. The Huzichen Division will be renamed the Fifth Infantry Battalion of the Royal Guards Regiment, and the Red Lady Headquarters will be renamed the Sixth Infantry Battalion of the Royal Guards Regiment. ”

Xu Yanqi, Hu Zichen and Chen De were overjoyed and shouted in unison. Only the red lady's face could not see the anger, and she bowed deeply.

Yang Wenyue listened quietly and nodded quietly. The Guards Regiment is the core strength of Zhu Cihong, and it is natural to hold it in his hands. Chen De is the son of Chen Yongfu, the chief military officer of Henan Town, and is a key point for Zhu Cihong to stabilize Henan's power. Bringing Chen De to Zhu Cihong's Guards Corps, this is Zhu Cihong's response to Chen Yongfu's loyalty, comforting Chen Yongfu's future prospects, of course, there is a faint consideration of proton, and no one will mention it.

Similarly, as Hu Dawei's only blood nephew, Hu Zichen joined the Guards Regiment in the same way. The Red Lady is a general, which is a kind of appeasement for the surrender of the troops in this battle.

Thinking of this, Yang Wenyue's smile quietly emerged. Although Zhu Cihong is young, his methods are old-fashioned. With such a military system reform, everyone's previous official ranks are obviously gone, and the new military system shall prevail. In this way, as long as he takes over the new official, he will be tied to Zhu Cihong's chariot, and Yang Wenyue will no longer have to worry about the internal fighting that has always made the officers and soldiers less than thirty percent of everything. (To be continued.) )