First Minister of Ming Dynasty Chapter 251

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A vermilion flag, fluttering in the wind, is embroidered with two striking characters: Guangwu!

This is the battalion number of the newly established army.

A total of 5,380 people stood neatly on the school grounds.

They were all elites picked from prisoner of war camps.

To be selected, one must be an elite warrior, must be qualified in age and physical strength, and must have sufficient strength. This is only the premise, in addition, it must be actively reformed, and indeed reformed.

Finally, in this battle, he must have made military exploits, at least actively rushed to kill, and performed outstandingly... The total conditions were added up, and more than 5,000 people were finally selected.

The rest of the prisoners performed extremely well on the battlefield, but were not physically fit enough to be selected.

Among the remaining people, the five-year labor service was reduced to three years and eight months, and some of them were reduced to two and a half years... In fact, if you look closely, you will find that the Zhu family's army is definitely not generous in terms of rewards.

First of all, the meritorious people such as Timur are also placed in other forces. Most of them will be reinstated and given heavy responsibilities, but in the Zhu Family Army, they are only given freedom, and they are not even allowed to continue to lead the army.

Furthermore, for ordinary soldiers, Zhu's army did not do anything to make them ordinary people, and they were even incorporated into the army. .

Those who can be selected into the new army have been repeatedly selected. As for the others, they still have to continue to serve hard labor and wait for the next batch to graduate before they can leave the prisoner of war camp.

It was this kind of seemingly stingy reward, but this group of soldiers who came from prisoners was so grateful, some even cried.

Just the night before the official enlistment, Zhang Ximeng, Zhu Wenzheng, Guo Xing, and Tao An went to the barracks in person and awarded them one by one. , Get a piece of land belonging to a soldier - a full twice that of an ordinary person!

If your hometown is not under the Zhu Jiajun's rule, you can wait until after the fight is over before granting land, or you can choose a new address under the Zhu Jiajun's rule.

All in all, as long as you settle down, you have a piece of land!

Judging from the current situation, at least 20 acres can be obtained, and if it is a place with a vast land and sparsely populated areas, it can be more.

A land grant certificate, a confession, a military salary, and two red cloth strips with their names on them. These are the gifts Zhang Ximeng prepared for them.

The land grant certificate is the foundation of their life, the confession represents their identity, the military pay is the expense for them, and the red cloth strips are tied around the wrists and ankles, and you are the official soldier of the Zhu Family Army.

Even if you die in battle and the body is incomplete, as long as you find the cloth strip, you can determine your identity, and you will have no shortage of pensions.

Zhu Jiajun's rewards may not be many, but he took out more than 5,000 copies at once, which is a terrifying number.

These captive-born soldiers were the ones who felt the most.

When they fought against Emperor Yuan Tinggou, they didn't have this treatment either. They were called officers. How many soldiers were deducted from their salaries, could not eat enough, and were scolded and beaten... it was no different from a dog.

The most important thing is that in the past, the big guy fought for the dog emperor, but now he is not fighting for Wu Guogong, but for himself!

A thin land grant certificate was placed against his chest.

Some people have a good night's sleep, and some people have a sleepless night.

But the big guy's mood is the same.

Follow Zhu Jiajun, there is hope!

On the day of the official formation of the army today, a flag is flying, and everyone has a red mandarin duck jacket on their bodies, showing a vigorous vigor.

Looking around, a large area is bright red like blood, and the momentum is like a rainbow.

The soldiers held their heads high, murderous, and no one would doubt their combat effectiveness. This is the real soldier in a hundred battles!

"It's really reborn, it's different!"

When the captured Mongolian generals saw this scene, they were stunned and couldn't believe it. Is this the one that he once led?

At the beginning, he had the momentum of three points, and he would not be defeated and captured!

"From Dayuan to Zhu Jiajun, it's really different!" Xuexue sighed.

"Actually, he changed from a slave to a master!" Timur also said in a low voice first, and everyone present lowered their heads and thought, and their expressions gradually became solemn, as expected!

People are still those people, but the essence is completely different.

Zhang Ximeng even changed into a military uniform, which is very rare. Behind him, someone was holding Zhu Yuanzhang's saber, and Zhang Ximeng stood on the high platform in front, scanning the audience.

Whether it was the selected soldiers in the middle, or the captured soldiers who were witnessing around, all of them were silent, with a pair of eyes staring at the middle, staring at Zhang Ximeng.

I saw Zhang Ximeng nodded slightly. At this time, Guo Xing hurriedly picked up the Guangwu military flag and sent it to Zhang Ximeng.

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This flag is full of weight, with a hardwood flagpole, a red flag face, and gold embroidery, shining brightly.

Zhang Ximeng weighed it, and then raised the battle flag high.

"Commander Zhu Wenzheng... take the flag!"

"As ordered!"

Zhu Wenzheng strode over, first fell to one knee, saluted the military flag, then stood up, lowered his head slightly, and stretched out his hands, Zhang Ximeng handed the flag to him.

"Give you the battle flag, and serve the country with loyalty and bravery! I vow to destroy the barbarians and restore the Central Plains!"

Zhu Wenzheng took over the flag, then turned around, facing all the soldiers, and waving the flag vigorously.

"Expel Hulu and restore China!"

"Equally divide the land and acres, and help the people!"

Roaring over and over again, the sound is shocking, and the bullfight is full of anger.

It stands to reason that among these people, there are actually many Mongols and Semu people. When they shout this slogan, they feel a bit inconsistent... But in fact, everyone has long known that this Hulu does not refer to a simple person, but a kind of The ugly rules of grading people and treating them as slaves.

Since Dayuan entered the Central Plains, he has been staking the land, treating the people as grass and mustard, squeezing them at will, killing them wantonly. So much so that the sky and the earth were torn apart, and millions of red scarves rose up. Expel the Hulu and restore China.

Under China, even barbarians can live and work in peace and contentment.

The word "China" has long since transcended the narrow crowd changes, and has become a civilization, an order, and even an ideal realm.

Chinese world, Datong world!

In this Chinese world, the most worthy of respect is not the gods and Buddhas in the sky, but the martyrs who sacrificed their blood.

The first thing to do when an army is formed is to be led by commanders and trainers to a brand-new temple.

This temple commemorates the more than 1,300 soldiers who died in this battle.

In the wide open space, there is a stone tablet that has just been carved, and it is densely packed with people's names.

The three words Zhang Wengui are impressively in the first place!

The temple is filled with smoke, and since it was built, people around it have come here from time to time, and there is an endless stream of people who worship.

The big guy knows very well that when the soldiers and horses came in the sky, the gods and Buddhas did not bless them. It was these captives who were even despised by them who stood up and used their lives to protect Tongling and tens of thousands of people. .

These people are the saviors of the big guy!

Compared with ordinary people, the soldiers who came to pay their respects were more deeply touched.

Every name on the stone tablet has been with them day and night, working together, laughing together, as long as you close your eyes, you can still see their voices and smiles.

Just a month ago, they were killed in battle, some of whom didn't even have complete corpses.

How not to be sad!

But these people found comfort in another form a month later.

They are engraved on stone tablets and will be remembered forever.

There is no shortage of pensions that should be given.

In front of these soldiers, there are actually dozens of wounded... They are the companions who had broken arms and thighs on the battlefield, were penetrated by weapons, and even had some people's intestines flowing out. After being rescued, they came back from the gate of hell.

They had better luck and didn't become the name on the stone tablet, but they couldn't continue to join the army. According to the regulations of the Zhu Family Army, they are regarded as soldiers who have been wounded and meritorious, and can be relieved and returned to the field with peace of mind.

In their hands, they also have a land grant certificate, and everyone has three months of military pay. Whether it is to return to their hometown or settle down nearby, it is entirely up to their minds.

If they are unable to work, the local yamen will arrange labor. In short, their lives will be properly guaranteed.

"Brothers, let's go first, join the army well, don't be a prisoner!"

Hearing someone shouting, these soldiers in big red mandarin duck battle jackets secretly swear, don't worry~www.mtlnovel.com~ This time is different, we would rather die than surrender!

Forming an army, presenting flags, and visiting temples are very touching for the soldiers. From the inside out, they are reborn... Combat power does not come from being brave and fighting hard, not admitting defeat, not bowing your head, and relying on blood and courage, can you be invincible?

I'm sorry, that's a scumbag on the street, fighting bravely, Niu Er just used his life to prove the sharpness of a knife, what's the point?

Such a person will never be a strong soldier.

The source of a soldier's combat effectiveness is a solid material foundation, a firm belief, and an unshakable will.

They share weal and woe with the Zhu Family Army. Only when the Zhu Family Army is present can their land grant certificates be valuable. Only when the Zhu Family Army is present can the deceased brothers be commemorated.

At this moment, a letter from Hongdu was delivered to Zhang Ximeng.

Under the siege of Zhu's army, Hongdu defender Hu Tingrui surrendered, along with nearly 20,000 Tianwan soldiers.

The Zhu family army is commanding troops and horses to use troops in Fuzhou and other places... Lao Zhu asked Zhu Wenzheng to lead the new army of this battalion, stationed in Hongdu, and defended the sky.

When Zhang Ximeng received this letter, he couldn't help being surprised. Zhu Yuanzhang had such a powerful vision!

Zhu Wenzheng's artillery battalion used to be the main force in attacking Hongdu. He knew the power of these weapons best, and this new recruit had fought against Tian Wan again, and even Zhang Dingbian was defeated.

With them there, in the direction of Hongdu, you can naturally sit back and relax!

"We're leaving again, but you can't miss tonight's big show." Zhang Ximeng smiled and said to Zhu Wenzheng, "They've been busy for a few days now, you must watch it before leaving."

Zhu Wenzheng nodded vigorously, "I'm looking forward to it too!"

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