Yongle Emperor's grandson: Zhu Yuanzhang with cheats, Zhu Di went crazy

Chapter 99 Five Dragons in the Court, Sun and Moon at their Peak! (Subscribe)

Before daybreak, all the high officials and generals in the capital were gathered by the old man and assembled outside the Fengtian Gate.

When light appeared in the east, the gate of the palace opened, and the old man's carriage set off with the team that had been waiting for a long time.

Zhu Zhanjun sat in the carriage, looking speechlessly at the old man next to him who was fully armed and looked energetic.

After making the decision last night, Zhu Zhanjun wanted to notify the Shenjiying to prepare, but was stopped by the old man.

In the old man’s words, only by arriving suddenly can we see the army’s true state.

As one of the three major camps in the capital, the Shenji Camp must demonstrate corresponding strength if it wants to gain recognition from civil and military officials.

The team left Jinling in a mighty manner and headed for the Shenjiying’s garrison.

In order not to confuse the officials, the old man sent someone to notify them.

When they learned that they were going to see the Shenji Camp, everyone instantly became excited.

This army has never experienced a war since its establishment, and the court has spent so much money on it that today it will see results.

Some officials even thought in their hearts that if the Shenjiying failed to meet their standards, they would definitely ask the old man to give up this money-burning army.

That’s right, it’s just burning money.

It has been less than three months since the establishment of the Shenjiying, and the consumption can be said to be enormous.

The consumption of gunpowder alone was a headache for the Ministry of Works and the Ministry of Revenue, which were responsible for the preparations.

In other words, Old Xia is one of us and understands the importance of the Shenjiying to Zhu Zhanjun and to the future.

Otherwise, he would have submitted three memorials a day, requesting the abolition of this money-burning army.

Soon, the team arrived outside the Shenji Camp, and the old man ordered the team to wait in the parade ground nearby.

Accompanying the old man out of the carriage, several big men from the six ministries and veterans in Beijing bowed and saluted the old man.

"I see your Majesty."

"Please excuse me. I have nothing to do today. I will take you to see my Shenjiying, so that you won't complain about my wasteful spending every day."

The ministers looked indifferent, as it was not the first time that His Majesty had criticized them.

A group of people followed the old man to the generals' platform, with civil and military officials standing on both sides.

Sitting down on the prepared chair, the old man raised his hand with a serious expression.

"Drum roll!"

A burly general picked up the drumstick and beat the huge war drum in front of him.

"Boom!" A dull drumbeat was heard from the parade ground, followed by the second and third beats, which slowly came closer.

"Hurry, hurry, assemble, assemble!"

When the first drum sounded, the soldiers of the Shenji Battalion, who had already gotten up and were attending morning lessons under the leadership of their officers, instantly moved.

According to the Shenjiying Infantry Drill Manual, all equipment must be worn within one drum beat, the assembly point must be reached within two drum beats, and the moment the third drum beat ends, all soldiers must line up and be on standby.

Except for special events, anyone who fails to arrive on time will be dealt with by military law.

In ancient times, there were three drum beats, one in the morning, one in the afternoon and one in the evening, for a total of one thousand beats.

One drum beat is 333 times. If one beat is played per second, it takes a little over five minutes. Three drum beats take about fifteen minutes.

Listening to the beat of drums, the old man squinted his eyes, as if he had returned to the time when he was leading his troops to fight.

He was in his prime at that time, full of vigor and vitality, but now he has white hair, which makes him sigh at the passage of time.

Looking at his grandsons standing on his left and right, the old man felt proud but also complicated.

He remembered what Yao Guangxiao had said to him some time ago.

"The presence of five dragons in the court is both a blessing and a misfortune for the Ming Dynasty."

Looking up at the east where the light was getting brighter and brighter, the old man sighed in his heart: "God, you have been kind to me, Zhu Di, and have given me five outstanding children and grandchildren. But why can't you let them be divided into five generations? In this way, my Ming Dynasty can be glorious for a hundred years."

"One, two, one, two, one... one, two, three, four..."

When the old man was feeling emotional, a loud call came from the direction of the Shenjiying, accompanied by the exciting drum beats.

The old man opened his eyes and saw the camp gate was wide open. Five soldiers from the Shenji Camp, fully armed and carrying muskets, lined up in neat rows, shouting slogans and trotting towards them.

The three thousand six hundred soldiers were full of vigor and vitality, with the fierce aura of fighting on the battlefield. They joined together with their comrades around them and pressed forward.

After two months of running-in, these elite soldiers selected from various armies finally cooperated seamlessly with their comrades.

The terrifying murderous aura caused the faces of the civil servants who had never experienced a battlefield to change slightly, and some even subconsciously took a step back.

However, the generals looked at the surging troops with bright eyes, their eyes filled with burning desire.

As a general, who doesn't want to have an elite force under his command?

The team rushing towards us, regardless of its combat effectiveness, can overwhelm most of the Ming Dynasty's legions with its mighty momentum alone.

"one two three four……"

As the officers shouted their orders, the soldiers marched into the training ground in neat steps. A scene that shocked everyone appeared.

As they entered the parade ground, there was a marching team like a giant python, which quickly dispersed and formed several teams.

After the unified command was issued, the small team, led by the officers, quickly entered the training ground while shouting slogans.

Many officials noticed that some teams slowed down while others sped up.

In less than a dozen breaths, the teams heading in all directions instantly formed three huge square formations.

Based on a simple visual inspection, there are exactly 1200 people in each square formation.

"Boom, boom, boom..."

When the phalanx was assembled and correcting its angle, the sound of rumbling horse hooves came from the direction of the military camp.

Everyone turned their heads again and saw war horses dragging something and quickly gathering towards the parade ground.

Around them, cavalry squads were closely escorting them.

"It's artillery."

A sharp-eyed minister saw clearly what the cavalry was escorting and couldn't help but let out a low cry.

When they heard that it was a powerful weapon like a cannon, some officials who had never seen it or had seen it very little stood on tiptoe and looked over curiously.

Under the gaze of the crowd, the artillery and cavalry troops quickly entered the parade ground.

The artillery was lined up in front of the phalanx, while the cavalry was divided into three parts and stationed on the wings and rear of the legion.

"Grandpa, everyone is here."

Zhu Zhanjun was very satisfied with his men's performance and reminded the old man in a low voice.

The old man nodded and asked, "Which drum is it?"

Zhu Zhanjun didn't think twice and answered directly, "The second drum is halfway through."

When he heard that only the second drum beat was halfway through, the old man showed a satisfied smile on his face. He raised his hand slightly, and the general who was beating the drum next to him stopped.

"Great!"

Zhu Zhanji, who was standing on the other side of the old man, listened to the conversation between the two and secretly gave Zhu Zhanjun a thumbs up, expressing his admiration.

Zhu Zhanjun smiled slightly, gave a low-key look in return, and followed the old man who had already stood up, walking to the edge of the reviewing platform.

"Your Majesty." Jiang An strode forward, bowed to the old man and reported loudly: "The Shenji Battalion is ready for battle and can launch an attack on the enemy at any time."

"it is good!"

Such encouraging words made the old man cheer.

After waving his hand for Jiang An to stand by, the old man looked down, staring straight at all his soldiers, raised his hand and hammered his chest.

"The Ming army is mighty!"

These four simple words, uttered from the old man's mouth, were like pouring a bowl of hot oil on a raging fire.

The morale of the Shenji Camp, which was already high, suddenly exploded. All the soldiers gripped their weapons tightly and roared loudly at the old man.

"The general is mighty!"

The old man raised his voice slightly: "The Ming army is mighty!"

All the soldiers responded loudly: "The Emperor is mighty!"

"The Ming army is mighty!"

With the last shout, the old man's face lost its usual calmness and became full of seriousness and solemnity. His bright eyes also burst with a high fighting spirit.

The fighting spirit in his heart has been awakened. The Prince of Yan Zhu Di, who used to ride a horse and charge into battle, was cold-blooded and murderous, is back.

As if infected by the old man's will, the morale of the Shenji Camp rose again, including the soldiers and all the generals present, including Zhu Zhanjun.

They all raised their hands and beat their chests, shouting to the old man: "Da Ming, win forever, win forever, win forever."

Such overwhelming momentum made many officials who had never experienced the baptism of war turn pale.

Even the big bosses from various departments who had seen big scenes were extremely solemn.

The momentum and combat power of this legion are probably beyond their imagination.

Some people even couldn't help thinking that perhaps in the near future, the Shenjiying Army would surpass the other two battalions and become the only powerful existence in the Ming Dynasty.

At the same time, many people secretly looked at Zhu Zhanjun, and couldn't help but sigh in their hearts that this prince was indeed not simple, and His Majesty was not wrong.

There were also many people who secretly looked at the King of Han and the King of Zhao standing in the crowd, secretly comparing the two with Zhu Zhanjun in their hearts.

Feeling the gazes from all around him, Zhu Gaoxu glared at Zhu Gaosui fiercely.

He said he came to watch the fun, but ended up becoming the one who was causing the fun.

(End of this chapter)