The wind rises at the end of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 4 Ten Thousand Armies
During the Jiajing period, the recruitment of soldiers also began to have a formal establishment-the battalion and sentry system.

Generally speaking, the military system of recruiting troops will be changed according to the actual situation, and it varies from region to region.

Then when Qi Jiguang was transferred to Jizhen to train troops, the battalion and sentry system in the north was basically formulated according to the army he formulated.

With 12 people as a team, each team has a captain; three teams form a banner, each banner has a total of one person, and there are 37 officers and soldiers in the whole banner.

The Three Banners is a Bureau, and each Bureau has one Baizong, a total of 110 people; the Four Bureaus are a Division, and each Division has a General, a total of 440 and nine people.

The second division is divided into one, and each division has one thousand generals, a total of 890 nine people.

The three divisions form a battalion, with one general, one central officer, and one firearms commander. There are a total of 690 officers and soldiers under it, and a total of 700 people in the battalion. Float up and down.

When the army marches, the flag is generally used as a small unit, and the bureau is used as a large unit.

Once attacked on the marching road, the duty of the captains of each team is to restrain the soldiers, and the head of the banner needs to lead the troops towards the direction of the head of the bureau as soon as possible.

Shouts, the sound of golden horns, and the sound of step drums resounded over the official road. Although the Ming army on the official road did not see any enemies, they all raised their spirits 12 and did not dare to neglect for a moment.

"Bang!!!"

A loud noise suddenly sounded, and it exploded in Chen Wang's ears like a thunderbolt.

Suddenly, countless banners were erected on the hills on both sides.

"kill!"

In the next instant, deafening shouts of killing came rolling in.

"Herod—"

In the queue, the war horse neighed.

Chen Wang held the reins tightly, controlled the frightened horse under his seat, and raised his eyes to look up.

A large black banner slowly rises from behind the low hills on the right.

Under the banner, tens of thousands of rogues in different clothes gathered into a boundless black wave and rushed down the hill.

There was no one on both sides of the hillside, but now it is crowded with people!

All over the mountains and plains, there are crowds of people, black and white, one after another, layer upon layer like locusts.

There were boiling human voices in all directions, and countless chaotic sounds rumbled in Chen Wang's ears.

The deafening shouts of killing and the heavy hooves of horses came together at the same time—that was the bandit's cavalry!

Accompanied by the rumbling sound, on the low slopes on both sides, black waves poured down with an indomitable momentum.

"Bang!" "Bang!" "Bang!"

Several loud bangs suddenly sounded from the hillside, and the sky not far away suddenly turned black.

"Tiger Crouching Cannon!!"

The sharp-eyed cavalrymen saw the utensils on the high slope and roared in warning.

But it was too late, the stone bullets fired by the tiger squatting, accompanied by a large number of feathered arrows, suddenly shot into the army formation not far in front of them.

The tiger squatting cannon can be loaded with hundreds of small lead or stones weighing five cents each time, and a large lead bullet or stone bullet weighing about 30 taels is used to press the top. The lethality and radiation range are very large.

The screams, howls, and muffled sounds spread throughout the battlefield in an instant.

Although the tiger squatting cannon did not do much damage to the armored units, it was originally invented to deal with Japanese pirates with less armor, but the Ming army was in an extremely dense formation at this time.

The thief's tiger squatting cannon was released condescendingly, and the two Ming troops at the forefront of the marching column suffered a lot of blows.

Chen Wang watched with his own eyes a Qizong, who was standing outside and wearing border armor, was hit head-on by several stone bullets. He fell to the ground on the spot and never stood up again.

After all, the tiger squatting cannon is also a cannon. Within a certain range, even wearing iron armor can't resist the stone bullets fired by the tiger squatting cannon.

On the official road, the Ming army, which was still in the state of marching before, was like a long snake.

Because of Chen Wang's timely reminder, the Ming army did not plunge into the entire pocket, and most of the body remained on the periphery of the pocket.

When the army is marching, the generals are generally not at the forefront. In front of Chen Wang and others, there are four soldiers from the bureau, and they form the front army of the army.

Although the casualties caused by the tiger squatting cannon were not many, the blow to morale was not insignificant. The morale of the soldiers who were killed in the front two rounds had fallen to the bottom.

At this time, Chen Wang finally understood how much horror was hidden under the seemingly plain words recorded in the history books.

"The thieves are surrounded by tens of thousands of riders, and the hedgehogs gather..."

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

In the formation of the Ming army, the drum beat became more and more urgent.

But the originally loud sound of step drums has been completely overwhelmed by the screams of mountains and tsunami in all directions.

Compared with the latter, the former is as humble and inaudible as a child's tweed.

The war drum statement had been suppressed, but the thumping sound was still in Chen Wang's ears. It was not the sound of the war drum, but his own heartbeat.

The handle of the knife in his hand did not give Chen Wang the slightest sense of security, his mind was almost blank, his throat was thirsty, extremely unbearable, and his limbs felt icy cold.

It is true that there are not tens of thousands of thieves, but there are definitely tens of thousands.

Tens of thousands of rogues gathered into an endless black wave, led by the big black banner, rolled down the low mountain ridge, and rolled forward again,

As the vanguard, the bandits have covered the entire front, but the rear is still pouring over the hill, seemingly endlessly, which makes people feel desperate.

The brigade's bandit cavalry was crossing the hills and heading straight for the official road. They shouted words that were difficult to understand and howled unscrupulously.

The horse's hooves stomped fiercely on the ground, and the knight on horseback was murderous. Amidst the tide-like sound of iron hooves, smoke and dust billowed and yellow sand filled the sky, almost covering the sky.

The number of thieves continued to increase, and they were distributed along the mountains, surrounded by the two mountains, encircling them on the central official road.

The vibration generated between the galloping horses even caused the earth to resonate.

Chen Wang's face was livid, and his heart sank slowly.

He felt that he might have made the wrong bet this time.

Chen Wang was in a daze. Perhaps fleeing the barracks was the most correct choice. As long as the plan was thorough, he might be able to escape safely.

Relying on his status as a frontier soldier, he would be warmly welcomed to join the bandits, and even if he was not good enough, he could become a team officer.

Following those few famous people in later generations, no matter what, I can live more than ten years...

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

The deep and familiar sound of the horn in the memory brought Chen Wang's thoughts back to the present world.

There is no time for him to continue to think wildly, and there are not so many ifs in this world.

Chen Wang raised his head and followed the prestige, but he didn't see the trumpeter playing the trumpet, he only saw Cao Wenzhao who was still calm and composed.

Whether it was the enemy troops all over the mountains or the tsunami-like shouts, Cao Wenzhao's expression did not fluctuate in the slightest.

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