Chapter 700: Garrison (3)
In these years, Meng Dashan has been training and leading troops all year round. He has fought on the ground with real guns and swords, killed bandits and suppressed refugees. He possesses the domineering and mighty spirit of a general, and when he draws his sword towards him, he is even more fierce and murderous.
Most of the originally noisy military generals immediately became intimidated. Some retreated quietly, while others squeezed out smiles to accompany them. Occasionally, one or two were stubborn and wanted to continue making noise, but were quickly pulled away by their colleagues.
Meng Dashan looked around coldly: "I came here on the orders of the Emperor to give you full military pay, new clothes, shoes and socks, and a large amount of food and grass."
"The Emperor I'm worried about all the soldiers, the money in the treasury is tight for you to use first. I will put away all the unscrupulous things you did in the past."
"Starting from tomorrow, we will practice at the fifth watch. Everyone will listen to me. Whoever is dissatisfied should stand up now." Who dares to dissent?
In the silence, Meng Dashan said coldly: "Now that it's settled, let's all go back to the military tent. The court will deal with your generals according to the law. You guys should do your job honestly."
Everyone slowly retreated.
The tense atmosphere in the military tent finally eased.
After all the noisy people had left, Meng Dashan breathed a sigh of relief and sheathed his long sword. The guards around him also put away their knives.
"I thought they were really going to kill each other today." One of them muttered in a low voice with lingering fear.
"Isn't it? I'm ready to commit my life here."
The military camp is well-paid and there are three thousand solid soldiers. Once there was a mutiny in the military camp, so many people rushed over with wooden clubs and surrounded fifty of them to death.
Two fists are no match for four hands. No matter how skilled a hero is, he can't defeat so many people.
Meng Dashan was also sweating secretly in his heart, but he could still hold on: "What are you afraid of! The soldiers in the military camp are severely deducted from their military pay on weekdays and have not even had enough to eat. How can they be willing to rebel with the generals? There are only a few dozen who entered the tent today. Who are our opponents?”
“Of course, we can’t move. It's better not to do anything. The emperor sent us here to find out the details of the garrison and warn the garrison. If there is a rebellion in the military camp, it will be the local people who will suffer. It’s all trouble outside.”
I’m calmer now, and I’m explaining the truth one by one. I don’t know who was the first to draw the knife just now.
The guards silently complained in their hearts, but no one dared to expose Meng Dashan's shortcomings in person, and they all nodded in agreement.
Meng Dashan ordered: "You should also go and have a rest. Don't sleep too much tonight, don't take off your clothes, and keep your weapons at hand."
All the guards nodded in agreement.
That night, Meng Dashan himself did not sleep well. When there was a slight movement outside the military tent, he immediately woke up and got up, grabbed his long knife and walked around outside the military tent.
Fortunately, the ordinary soldiers in the military camp were severely oppressed by their generals, and they were indeed unwilling to risk their lives for the generals. The rest of the middle and low-level generals, after weighing the weight of killing the nine tribes, swallowed their resentment.
After one night, Meng Dashan’s heart fell back to its original position. Since this kind of thing didn't make a fuss at the beginning, it will subside later.
On the fifth watch of the day, Meng Dashan played the military drum himself. After three rounds of military drums, the soldiers reluctantly came together. It was late autumn at this time, and it was already cool. Fortunately, the brand-new military uniforms have just been put down, and the soldiers are wearing new clothes and new shoes. There is nothing to complain about when they get up early for training.
Meng Dashan's voice was so loud that three thousand soldiers could hear him clearly: "Run ten miles first, and then return to the military camp for breakfast. There are white steamed buns with broth this morning. You can eat as much as you want." They were refreshed upon hearing this and responded with a bang.
On weekdays, the generals can only eat two steamed buns, not to mention steamed buns, and they can't even drink the oil star in the vegetable soup.
Now that we have white steamed buns with broth, running ten miles is nothing, just run!
Meng Dashan is the commander of the Second Battalion of Guards. On the surface, the Second Guards Battalion has 600 people, but its real strength is seven to eight times. When it comes to leading troops in drills, Meng Dashan has rich experience. Unlike Tao Da, who ran twenty miles as soon as he came up and practiced all day long, which made all the soldiers complain endlessly.
Meng Dashan adopted a step-by-step approach. A few days ago, I only ran ten miles, and my daily training started with the simplest formation of left and right turns. After waiting for half a month, all the soldiers were accustomed to such intensity. After running for another five miles, the formation began to change and become more complicated.
After two months of this, winter has entered. The imperial court's document regarding the disposition of the garrison commander came.
As expected by Meng Dashan, this fourth-grade general who dared to keep prostitutes in the military camp for his own pleasure was beheaded and his house ransacked.
This is also the first important military commander for the emperor after he ascended the throne.
There is also a letter written by the emperor.
In the letter, Jiang Shaohua praised Meng Dashan's solemn military camp atmosphere, and also seriously criticized Meng Dashan's behavior of not cherishing himself. Once again, she emphasized that she should take care of herself. In her heart, nothing was as important as Meng Dashan's own safety.
Such a letter made Meng Dashan feel hot in his heart.
A scholar dies for a confidant.
As a military general, it is worth working for such an emperor.
“Go to the military camp and tell everyone that General Yao was beheaded by the imperial court. Without such a scourge in the military camp, everyone will receive 10% of their military pay. Also, today three fat men were killed in the kitchen Pig, let everyone have a good meal and celebrate.”
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"The garrison in Daliang is ten times and a hundred times worse than I imagined!"
The winter in the capital is extremely cold. Since November, braziers have been lit in various palaces. There are plenty of charcoal fires in the Showa Palace, making it as warm as spring.
Jiang Shaohua is eight months pregnant, and her belly is getting bigger and bigger. Although she walks smoothly and steadily, people around her are frightened when they see her.
Jiang Shaohua frowned and paced, and Chen Jinyu followed Jiang Shaohua, staring at Jiang Shaohua without blinking.
"I don't know how many bugs there are like General Yao. Now I can only kill one to serve as a warning to all generals to restrain themselves."
"After a few years, I will personally inspect the military camp! Punish a group of generals severely! Thoroughly punish them!" Correct the atmosphere in the military camp! "
It is considered good for the generals to eat empty pay and drink soldiers' blood. They oppressed the people, blackmailed wealthy businessmen, secretly smuggled money, killed good people and took credit for their merits... The military generals stationed in various places had many ways to make money, and they were no less good than civilian officials.
There is also General Yao, who blatantly keeps prostitutes in the military camp. Moreover, they are not girls from brothels, but girls snatched from ordinary people's homes. His behavior is bad and disgusting.
If you don’t kill these scum in the army, it’s not enough to calm your anger.