It’s scary to think about it carefully

"Shet, no matter how strong the Royal Army is, how can a group of strong people who can't even fire a gun be as strong as our muskets? Can they withstand the muskets?

Abel, Banduma, don’t you want to be a duke? Don’t you want to be the king of the principality?”

After listening to his words, Abel and Banduma were about to retort when suddenly there was a sound of horses neighing. Banduma's expression changed drastically. He opened the curtain and saw the Jin Yiwei riding over.

"You idiot, why are all the Jin Yiwei here? It's all you, it's all you who hurt us."

"Did the Ming army have ears on the carriage? Can they hear this? What are they going to do?

Am I going to kill the citizens of the Kingdom of the Netherlands just for saying something casually? Are they going to go to war with the Kingdom of the Netherlands?"

"Shut up now, you are about to become a citizen of a subjugated country."

Charlie looked at the Jin Yiwei galloping over in disbelief, and at the same time he felt regretful for his recklessness.

People who do bad things often immediately associate abnormal situations with being exposed. They don't even react. They and others still speak Dutch.

At this moment, Charlie had quietly held a short blunderbuss in his hand, and at the same time stuck the uninstalled flint on it.

There was a lot of distance between the Jin Yiwei and the convoy. After a few moments of relative movement, they arrived in front of the carriage and stopped all the carriages.

Banduma and Abel breathed a sigh of relief, because there was a group of people behind the Jinyiwei, obviously asking them to give way. The cavalry following the Jinyiwei were from the Royal Army.

"Generals of the Royal Army, may I have anything to tell you?"

After Abel got out of the carriage, he saluted the imperial guards outside the carriage and then shouted to the Royal Army behind him.

The Ming army suddenly arrived, and the Jin Yiwei stopped everyone. It was obvious that they had something to announce.

However, the soldiers of the Royal Army did not speak or even pay attention to him. They bypassed the convoy and continued to move forward.

Abel took a look and saw that there were about a hundred cavalry in this group, and there was one among the cavalry who was carrying a large square box.

Charlie looked at the costumes of this group of cavalry carefully, and his expression changed slightly. Each of these cavalrymen wore black leather boots.

The leather boots went up to the calf, and the clothes on his body looked very tasteful at first glance, almost similar to their knight uniforms for riding horses.

The flintlock gun he was carrying on his back, he knew it was a flintlock gun just by looking at its structure, but he couldn't see the details because the cavalry was moving and not at a slow speed.

The royal guards waited until the sound of the Royal Army's cavalry had faded away before they began to shout.

At this time, everyone had already got off the carriage and looked at the Jin Yiwei curiously, wondering what they were going to say.

"Everyone, please pay attention. It is expected that in two quarters of an hour, the brothers from the Royal Army going to Jinzhou will pass through here. The carriages will drive into the fields to give way to the army brothers.

At the same time, you need to pay compensation for the fields that were damaged because you avoided the march."

"Why should we be asked to compensate?"

"Those who are disobedient will not be allowed to do business with the Ming Dynasty. This is the meaning of the Royal Army. The Royal Army represents His Majesty's wishes. Do you want to disobey?"

A group of Europeans could only gather their things while cursing in their native language, and then turned the carriages to the edge of the field.

"Just in time to see what the Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty looked like. I didn't even see the cavalry clearly."

"Those are all elites, absolute elites. You will know when you see them later."

Charlie and the other three spoke in Dutch dialect, not afraid that Jin Yiwei would hear them. At the same time, they felt ridiculous for their timidity just now. They were still so cowardly even though they didn't speak Chinese.

"Ichiro Ogi-san, we are about to see the troops going out for battle. They are the Royal Army with very beautiful uniforms in the newspapers?"

"Probably so."

Ichiro Kikuta replied casually, feeling a little frustrated when he thought about Jin Yiwei's price. A carriage drove into the field, and for a big place, he actually asked them for five taels of silver.

The reason is that the steering and movement of their carriages caused damage to the seedlings on a huge scale.

Just after a quarter of time, a few people saw a group of people running out of the corner of the hill in the distance.

"One two one! One two one!"

"One, two, three, four!"

"Come on, brothers, we have only five kilometers to go to Tongzhou. We will repair for an hour in Tongzhou, eat, drink water and eat apples! The cooking class will make braised pork."

"Okay! Braised pork and apples!"

The soldiers were more energetic and ran past the caravan from far to near. They formed a row of six people and stretched back to the corner, like a river that never stops flowing.

Step, step, step.

The sound of footsteps was like a hammer, starting to make the hearts of the caravans waiting on the roadside beat, and a chilling air came from them.

Charlie looked at the soldiers who were gradually approaching, and his face began to become heavy. Just from the marching formation, you could tell that they were an absolutely elite division.

Like their European knights, they act consistently, and are even more disciplined. (Imagine)

Especially their uniform attire, the leather boots on their feet, the texture, and the reflective paint.

Their red faces showed no trace of malnutrition seen in Tianjin Port. They were all full of energy and had sharp eyes.

There are also belts tied around their waists, which not only hold many small parcels, but also make them appear to have strong chests and tall postures, carrying loads of baggage on their backs.

"Ke Zak, (son of a bitch), isn't the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty very poor? Where did he get the money? Damn it!"

This time, Charlie finally saw the soldiers' equipment clearly. He saw that what the soldiers carried on their backs was no longer matchlocks, but flintlock muskets, and two hammers with wooden clubs hung on them.

A set of clothing, firearms, and logistical expenses for neat training cost each person at least ten taels of gold.

"Banduma, this is the Royal Army of the Ming Dynasty? Can the emperor raise such an army?

You son of a bitch, do you know what the letter you wrote to us was? You said he was poor, that he had no money, and that he was so poor that he imposed a sea ban, does that mean he has no money?"

"No, no, no, I promise I'm not wrong. It is said that in order to support them, the emperor of Ming Dynasty demolished the palace and sold the beams to make money."

"Yeah?"

Charlie didn't believe it, but then he felt that it should be the same. According to what he saw along the way, the Ming Dynasty only had such an army.

"Ichiro Oji-san, these soldiers are so tall, and they look more pleasing to the eye than those red-haired men."

"What, Hezi, are you excited? Do you want me to find one for you now?

But the status of military households like them is too low, and they are not worthy of members of our Kikuta family. Otherwise, with their figure, they would have to be dragged back to borrow seeds no matter what."

Seeing Kikuta Hezi's eyes almost moistening, Kikuta Ichiro said jokingly, which made Kikuta Hezi's face turn slightly red.

"Ogissan, don't say that. Didn't you read the first two newspapers in Tianjin?

The Royal Army is not a military household, but a soldier who has a unified education and can participate in the imperial examination. Each of them is literate and receives an education of loyalty to the emperor and patriotism."

"What?"

Ichiro Kikuta looked at Hezi Kikuta, who was gradually becoming calmer, and was suddenly startled. What was inside was terrifying to think about.

Then he thought about what Kikuta Hezi had extracted from the newspaper. She was indeed the woman the family leader had high hopes for, and the family's revitalization might really depend on her.

"These Ming troops seem to be really elite troops. They ran at this speed all the way from the capital. Their formation was not chaotic, no one was left behind, and there was no governor who kept insulting them.

They all look like one person, elite! And their fire guns look better than our Japanese fire guns. It’s unbelievable. Ojisama, what you just said is right.

Ojisama?

Ojisama?”

Kikuta Ichiro looked at Kikuta Hezi and his eyes gradually dispersed. He seemed to be thinking about something and kept calling.

"Ogissan, how did the Emperor of the Ming Dynasty do it? A year ago, it looked like the building was about to collapse."

"I don't know, but everything is related to the royal family. Maybe you have to ask the emperor personally to find out.

Royal merchant houses, royal newspapers, royal army, and royal military coupons, this is a big game of chess.

Yosi, Ojisama, please come and hold a hand."

"Me? Am I worthy?"

Kikuta Hezi thought to himself, not sure whether he could see the Ming Emperor. They had no credentials and were not qualified to use normal means.

The pace of the Royal Army is still going on, but several people are starting to feel tired.

An army of 9,000 people, even if there are 6 people in a row, is 1,500 rows, and each row is one meter apart, which is 1.5 kilometers.

Coupled with the interspersed artillery, cooking squads, and tricycle movements, the entire team stretched for nearly three kilometers.

Only three platoons of soldiers from a company ran in a normal formation. After that, one platoon helped the cooking squad push carts, forming a four-person push cart, which kept up with the progress.

This kind of tricycle that can be pulled by such a person is an eye-opener for everyone on the roadside. They have never thought that there is such a way to pull a car, let alone that one car can pull so many things.

"Are these pots and grains on top? Their soldiers cook their own meals? Don't tell me this whole army doesn't have the help of civilians?"

"It seems so. If you look at their cooks, they also carry guns, which means..."

Banduma couldn't say anything because as the cooking squad passed by, artillery batteries began to appear behind them.

"What the hell! This is really what the hell!"

"Then what is this? A big blunderbuss? Or a cannon! The muzzle is so big. God, how rich is this Royal Army!"

An artillery company has thirty-two cannons, that is, thirty-two bicycles pulling the cannons, and also carrying corresponding supplies for individual soldiers, so the artillery is the easiest.

So many cannons were pulled on the road, two vehicles in a row, forming a queue, which created a strong visual impact.

The group almost experienced the Royal Army's military parade, and saw all the equipment that the entire Royal Army had eliminated after just one battle.

This was also Chongzhen's intentional order. The purpose was to let interested people come to him to buy equipment. After the military factory was opened and copper-cased primer bombs were available, this thing was useless.

The endless queue passed by for nearly an hour. Charlie kept counting until finally he could no longer count.

Because of his poor arithmetic, he could count six people in a row, but if there were artillery, cooking squad, and communications squads interspersed, he would not be able to keep up with the number of people and would make mistakes in counting.

These two chapters are to pave the way for the following, so I will go into details and pave the way for the Europeans to invade the Ming Dynasty in advance. Otherwise, according to the original history, because of Zheng Zhilong's relationship, they would first invade the Japanese country and then the Manchu Qing Dynasty.
Chapter completed!