On the seventh day of the 18th year of Hongzhi, Wang Yue, the admiral of the 12th Regiment Battalion, Guo Xun, the British Duke of England, Bao Jinchen, the deputy general of the left scepter army of the Shenji camp, Liu Shiyong, the third chief of the capital, and other generals and assistants, including thirteen people, were greedy for the military pay and were full of private bags. There were other illegal activities to be investigated. The emperor was furious and took the Jinyiwei Lock into the Beijing waiting for ginseng.

On the eighth day of the April 19th, the supervisor of the Supervision Bureau, Wang Liangchen, and the military officer of the Military Department, impeached Yang Ling, the general of the left scepter army of Shenji Camp, and his wife entered the camp. He stayed overnight in the army. The emperor issued an edict that Yang Ling was responsible for twenty military sticks, reduced the first rank and kept them, and fined him for half a year.

Another day, the emperor summoned Yang Ling into the palace and sternly scolded him. He ordered the admiral Wang Yue to rectify the military discipline, grant Yang Ling the Double Tiger Talisman, and lead the army to perform martial arts in the mountains.

Under the hillside, a group of soldiers were grouped to conduct marching and shooting training in the valley ahead. The sound of cannons rumbled and the smoke of gunfire was everywhere. At this point, Yang Ling led the army to the mountains for hard training for more than 20 days.

The third department of Zuopao Camp has a total of 4,500 troops, plus the personal soldiers and supervisory teams of the directly affiliated generals, a total of 5,000 people. Among them, 3,600 infantrymen, each with an infantry musket; 400 artillery soldiers are equipped with 160 generals in the field heavy artillery guns. At the same time, each of these 400 people is equipped with a self-defense pistol, and the other 500 are equipped with multiple muskets.

Yang Ling received the Jin Criticism Arrow, and the Commission was privileged and fully responsible for the military exercises. When the entire army received firearms and ammunition, and then pulled the troops to colonel Yang, he almost thought that he had returned to modern times through time and space: except for Yang Ling's personal military supervision team, the entire army can be said to be a completely firearmed unit. Is this the army of the Ming Dynasty? Especially after the fault zone of the big sword spear in the Qing Dynasty, Yang Ling felt particularly excited.

Although the firearms are now slow in firing speed and have a short range, and fighting alone with large cavalrymen has fatal flaws, if this momentum can be maintained, then in the near future, when the firearms are approaching, we will not fall behind the world. A most advanced and civilized country will not become a ignorant and backward race in the eyes of Westerners, and will be bullied and suppressed.

Even though it had these shortcomings, this kind of firearm still had the power far exceeding that of a big sword and a spear in the urban warfare and jungle warfare at that time. It was not something that flesh and blood could be hostile to personal martial arts.

Yang Ling had seen the power of the general's cannon when he was in Jimingyi. Although it was far from comparable to modern weapons, because the defense system at that time was as weak as that of the current cannon, its flowering bullets were not weaker than that of the current cannons. There were also the kind of multi-barrel muskets, which was enough to cause a large amount of damage at the moment the two armies confronted each other.

Although this kind of fully-equipped unit is not the best expeditionary weapon, it is the most powerful arm to defend the rebellion in the capital. Yang Ling knew that with his power and the configuration of this army, it is not appropriate to consider such a long-term matter. What he has to do now is to make his army the most elite among the five major battalions of the Shenji Camp in the shortest time, and even the most powerful force among the 100,000 troops of the entire 12th Regiment of the Capital.

It is much easier to do this. After ten days of empty queue practice, soldiers can now skillfully perform three-row battles and three-stage marching shooting. The shooting speed and shooting density are more than three times higher than before, which will immediately increase the combat power of the Left Sweeper Army.

The generals in the army who were originally skeptical of his ability were immediately convinced. Even the fat man Peng and Mazi looked at him were full of respect. It was not until this time that Yang Ling clarified the reward and punishment promotion system of the army, the training team, the whistle, and the independent combat ability. The soldiers with outstanding abilities can be promoted without exception, while the lazy and incompetent low-level officers were dismissed on the spot. This brought the army immediately high morale, and the originally lazy soldiers were as energetic as leopards.

Yang Ling stood on the hillside watching the soldiers' drills. After more than ten days of training, his white face was tanned, but his spirit and temperament became more determined and decisive. Yang Ling nodded with satisfaction. After he ordered him to take off the armor weighing 40 kilograms, the soldiers' travel speed and adaptability were significantly improved.

The generals who were originally extremely dissatisfied with removing the helmet and armor saw that the soldiers reacted twice as quickly as before, and they had to admit that the soldiers seemed to have weakened their self-protection ability, but their lethality to the enemy and the opportunity to avoid damage actually increased a lot.

"His grandma, I have been taking soldiers for half my life, but I never thought that the soldiers could stand, squat and lie down in three rows of shooting? There is also a charge, one ignites, and one squad shooting method responsible for shooting? Three people and one muskets are all the way through the wind and rain, and it is a hundred times stronger than the original shooting! "

Peng Jizu looked at Yang Ling with admiration and said to him: "Sir, the sun is getting fierce, go to the shed to rest for a while."

Yang Ling nodded, and the two turned back to the hillside with tree trunks and under the shed built by branches. Lian Delu rubbed his hands and said, "Sir, I can't help but see my subordinates practicing troops these two days. I am a little embarrassed to take the lead for the generals. Why don't you allow us to go down and lead the soldiers to practice marching and fighting?"

Yang Ling picked up the cup and drank a sip of tea, looked at the generals sitting in the tent, and smiled and said, "Oh, then tell me, how should the generals lead?"

Lian Delu said, "Is it necessary to boost morale? When fighting on the battlefield, those who are generals must charge forward. The generals of one army are the soul of the entire army, and generals are naturally brave. Hehe, it is not to boast in front of the emperor, but the last generals are very brave when fighting. When Miaojiang quelled the rebellion, the last generals took office as a hundred households, and personally led 300 soldiers to go up the mountain at night, kicked Miaozi's three big villages, and took advantage of the chaos to kill the Miaojiang cave master who was known as the enemy of ten thousand people."

Yang Ling nodded and smiled, "Yes, it's true that brave enough to be a hundred households."

Lian Mazi laughed when she heard the praise, glanced at the generals proudly, and only heard Yang Ling say again: "If you still think so now, you should be a hundred households in your life and have no chance of promotion."

Lian Mazi's laughter stopped abruptly. Peng Jizu laughed "puffy", looked at him thief, and said in his heart: "I know that lord must have something else to say, it is indeed right to have no socket."

Lian Mazi murmured: "Why do you think that the last general is brave and brave, right?"

Yang Ling said seriously: "Yes, it's just when you are in charge of a hundred households. The generals charge forward, which can boost the morale of the entire army and make everyone fight bravely to fight the enemy. But you are now the Dusiguan, with 1,500 soldiers under your command. I ask you, "If you have no eyes on the sword and gun, if you charge forward, you will be killed by the enemy in the chaos, who will command your 1,500 brothers? Will the entire army be wiped out by the leader?"

Although Mazi felt that Yang Ling's question was reasonable, did the general wince for this? He couldn't help but look dissatisfied on his face, and most of the other generals also showed strange looks, and only three or two people thought about it as if they had some enlightenment.

Yang Ling pointed to the athlete who was under the command of the commander, the chief of the whistle, and the chief of the squad, and sometimes divided the troops and said, "This is why I don't allow you to go down the mountain and let these subordinates lead the troops independently."

For a long time, these generals and assistants are just a soundworm and a sound tube in your eyes. They are only responsible for conveying your orders. They have neither the ability to command battles independently nor the courage to command battles independently. Therefore, when the general becomes a crucial figure in the army, there are words such as "the general cannot be replaced in the battle and the three armies cannot be seized by commanders."

But I think that a general who relies solemns the morale of the entire army by relying solely on his personal reputation and courage is the most failed general. You see, here, the teams are clear at a glance when they stop and retreat. As a general, you can always know where your troops are, where they have the upper hand, where they are defeated, and issue orders at any time to dispatch and adjust the distribution of the entire army's strength.

If you rushed to the front, don't say that you can't see the changes in the battle between the enemy and us in the game, even if your subordinates want to ask you to command, they can't find anyone. If you die in the battlefield, the entire army will suddenly become a mess, even if it is ten times more than the enemy, you can only be slaughtered. Is this the soldiers' incompetence or the general's fault?"

Even Mazi was speechless for a moment, and Yang Ling said: "As a general, I don't need you to be a thousand people to kill, ten thousand enemies. As long as you can command and dispatch well, you have the ability to train your subordinates, small schools, and everyone to train thousands of people to kill ten thousand enemies. That is the talent of the general, and that is an invincible army."

These originally simple truths are really novel theories in the ears of these generals who have never realized the role of the pawn. Several generals who have risen from the pawns have understood the fastest and nodded. Yang Ling looked at their convincing and excited faces and couldn't help but feel secretly: It's a pity that I have never been in the army, otherwise I would have written a book on "On the Importance of Grassroots Construction of the Army" and wrote a book that might have passed on the "Yangzi Art of War" in the future."

He took a sip of tea, squinted his eyes and looked at the jungle on the opposite mountain. The slope was shorter and the forest was not dense. However, after looking here for a while, he could not see a figure in the forest. Yang Ling couldn't help but smiled with satisfaction.

Yang Ling drew 300 people from his own army and the supervisory team, asking Yang Yiqing, Han Lin and Han Wu to lead these people to train in the forest. After more than ten days of hard training, it seems that they have achieved great results.

Yang Yiqing's ability to search, assassinate, and set up ambush is first-class. The Han father and son are more skilled in martial arts than Yang Yiqing. He also hunts in the mountains all year round. He is simply a natural mountain jungle warrior. His ability to ambush and track tracks is superb. With the three of them, he believes that it will not take long to train a special elite soldier.

Yang Ling had asked the Nanzhen Fushi Department to provide a batch of special weapons for the assassination of Jinyiwei. He looked at the mountains and forests with a careful look and continued: "Let the soldiers practice for another two days, and when they are more skilled, it's time for you to take action. Then you will lead an army and use each other as an imaginary enemy, practice how to march and arrange formations, how to dispatch troops and generals, and give them more practical experience."

"My generals, if you want to dispatch troops, you must not only be familiar with your soldiers and generals, but also understand the strength and attack and defense of the enemy. You can't see it so clearly as you can see here when you really go to the battlefield, so the role of scouts cannot be underestimated." He thought of the melee in Jimingyi Hulu Valley, and couldn't help but sigh: "A good scout can sometimes be worth thousands of troops. One of their news can determine the victory or defeat of a war. Zhuge Liang, who is predicted like a god in the world, is a chance to get the lead, after all, it is hard to get it."

Guan Shoubei smiled and said, "What the lord said is that even Mr. Kong Ming had miscalculations throughout his life, so we cobblers were even worse."

All the generals burst into laughter when they heard this. At this time, a soldier flashed in. Yang Ling turned his head and saw that it was his eldest brother-in-law Han Wei. He immediately nodded to the generals and followed Han Wei out.

Han Wei took his wife back to Beijing and joined the army. Although the good men in this world do not serve as soldiers, they have a higher status than hunters or postmen. Moreover, the military pay in this Beijing camp is not only the highest in the Ming army, but also the chief general in the army is his brother-in-law.

Yang Ling followed him to a clump of trees and asked, "Brother, how are you asking?"

Han Wei said: "This is strange. The evidence you found is that Bao Jinchen stole the gun pills and fire yao. Even if he sells it with, how much is it, he has already submitted it to the palace. But now the charges that General Bao Shen and Liu Dusi have been disclosed in prison are still one of the greeds. The two are so good."

Yang Ling was shocked and said angrily: "What? Are they still alive? Whose route did they go? Even this charge can be covered up?"

Han Wei shook his head and said, "You presented the memorial to the emperor, but the thirteen imperial envoys of the Supervisory Institute and the six departments have learned the content from some means. You will write me one by one every day, and the emperor will keep me and never send me a memorial."

Yang Ling pondered for a while and said decisively: "No, I have to go back. Miss Tang is uncertain about my life and death. I can't watch the murderer go to justice!"

Han Wei was surprised and said, "This trip takes one day and one night. You are the head coach. You are the leader, and you are known to be involved in the camp again."

Yang Ling said: "It's okay, the ammunition cost in the past two days is about to be exhausted. The emperor gave me the two tiger talismans. If you want to collect ammunition, you must go to the Ministry of War.

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On the night of April 28, it rained heavily in the capital.

This was the first heavy rain after a long drought, from noon until night falls. The heavy rain is pouring. There is no trace of people on the street, and the bluestone road is washed by rain, reflecting the lanterns under the platform with faint light. Two iron cavalry are as fast as a whirlwind, and they enter Beijing in the rain at this time.

The two knights were immediately wearing straw raincoats and leaned over to avoid the sudden rain. The strong horse swept past the rainy road. The waves of the bowl-sized horse hooves were instantly smoothed by the heavy rain, flowing with a slight trace.

In the Fushi Department of Dong'anmen North Town, Yu Yongzheng sat on a chair and savored tea. He looked at the rainwater strung in the corridor with a smile and poured down like a curtain: At the beginning of the year, he had just bought three hectares of fertile land in the suburbs of Beijing, but it had not rained heavily this year. He thought he would lose the harvest this time. God has eyes. Look at this scene, the smoke-filled land can quench thirst.

He was thinking with a smile, and suddenly two men in straw raincoats rushed into the hall from the rain curtain. The rain quickly flowed down from the two bodies and formed a stream. Yu Yong raised his eyelids and glanced at it, and asked casually: "What's so anxious? Is it so uneasy to be in a downpour?"

Yang Ling looked up and saw that the brocade-style Qianhu with his legs crossed was the descendant of the blond and blue-eyed German nobleman I had seen last time. He took off his straw raincoat and smiled, "So it's Lord Yu, haha, why are you on duty again today?"

Yu Yong saw that the man who had taken off his straw raincoat was wearing the clothes of ordinary soldiers in the army. His handsome and thin face was dripping with rain. His face was poured by the rain, but he couldn't remember who he was. He couldn't help but wonder: "Are you a member of the Ministry of War? What happened to trespass on my yamen of the Fushu?"

Yang Ling smiled and said, "Mr. Yu, so many noble people have forgotten about it. Brother is Yang Ling, but do you still remember it?"

Yu Yong said "ah" and suddenly remembered, how could he not remember the recent storm. Yu Yong immediately smiled and said, "It turns out that it's Lord Yang, you are rude and rude. Why are you dressing up like this?"

Yang Ling laughed and said, "This outfit is convenient for returning to Beijing. By the way, is Lord Mou here?"

He asked Mou Bin, the governor of the Northern Fufu Division. Yu Yong was accustomed to rush into the camp. He knew that the Jinyiwei Tongzhi dressed in front of him was a popular man in front of Admiral Zhang. Lord Mou and Lord Qian, both respected him three times and said, "Unfortunately, Lord Mou took Lord Qian out early in the morning and has not come back yet. I don't know what the Lord has to do to send him, maybe he can serve him in a low position."

Yang Ling was a little disappointed when he heard this. He was inconvenient to talk about these things to Yu Yong, so he had to say casually: "Oh, it's nothing. I will go back to Beijing to handle the work. Let's take a look at the two adults."

Yu Yong smiled and said, "Sir, I am determined. The rain has not stopped yet. Why not sit down and have a cup of hot tea? Maybe the two of them will be there in a while. Coincidentally, the adults are back."

When Yang Ling turned around, he saw two sedan chairs carrying them into the yard until the edge of the corridor. Two people in flying fish uniforms hurried out from the sedan chair and quickly stepped into the hall. Yang Ling hurriedly bowed forward and said, "I have met the adults."

The tutor Mou Bin looked solemn and stepped into the door with a tense face. When he saw Yang Ling, he was stunned and said strangely: "Why have you returned to Beijing?" Then, without waiting for him to speak, he immediately said: "I'm back, hurry up and talk to me in the room."

When Yang Ling saw Qian Ning following Mou Bin, he looked panicked and even forgot to say hello to him. He didn't know what big thing happened, and he became nervous. He waved his hand quickly and asked Han Wei to stay for the time being, and followed Mou Bin to the study.

Mou Bin entered the study and immediately grabbed the desk and picked up the pen and wrote a few lines of words in a hurry. He took out the seal collar and covered it. He handed it to Qian Ning and said, "Hurry up, go to Tianjin Wei immediately, please go back to Beijing immediately!"

Qian Ning responded, took the piece of paper and ran out in a hurry. Yang Ling couldn't help but hurriedly said, "Sir, what happened? Why did he look so serious?"
Chapter completed!