There is no doubt that Chinese people like to use strategy.

The 5,000-year history of China is actually a history of strategy. From Sun Tzu's thirty-six strategies to various military strategies and even the Romance of the Three Kingdoms, it can be seen that the Chinese people like conspiracy so much, such as Sun Bin, Zhuge Liang, Cao Cao, and later Liu Bowen. These people are all masters who use strategy. Various battles such as burning Bowang, Kong Ming borrowing arrows, empty city strategies, flooding the seven armies, etc., even after thousands of years, they are still circulated in people's mouths. People even invented words such as "tricks and tricks", "plans to the heart".

People admire strategies so much that many people imagine the battlefield very beautiful and romantic, and they will give them the titles as soon as the plan comes out. This plot even affects people's normal judgment of things.

But later Americans have a proverb: If a strategy can defeat an elephant, what else should I do if I have to hunt a rifle?

In Yang Feng's opinion, although this sentence from the Americans is a bit too absolute, it makes sense. Any strategy is based on corresponding strength. If there is no corresponding strength, any strategy is a castle in the air and a water moon in the mirror. The same is true for the Ming Dynasty today. With the decline of the Ming Dynasty's strength, the Later Jin's attitude towards the Ming Dynasty became increasingly aggressive, from the previous awe to peeping to contempt and even disdain, these emotions and attitudes were accompanied by the decline of the Ming Dynasty's national strength.

The reason why the Ming Dynasty was destroyed by the Manchus has been studied by countless historians and military scientists in later generations has studied it all. Although their views are different, there is one thing that has no objection. That is, one of the most important reasons for the demise of the Ming Dynasty is that with the decline of national strength, there are bandits inside and strong enemies invading the outside. In other words, the court has no money, and there is no way to raise the army without money, and there is no way to purchase excellent armor and weapons, there is no way to purchase enough materials to provide for soldiers, and there is no way to recruit enough troops, so it perishes.

This is a very simple truth. Xiong Tingbi, as one of the elites of this era, certainly understood, but as a literati who advocates strategy, he was unwilling to admit this fact, so he was silent after Yang Feng finished speaking.

The officers around him looked at Yang Feng with some concern when they saw Xiong Tingbi's face and said something softly. Many people even winked at him and signaled him to lower his head and say a few soft words to Xiong Tingbi, but Yang Feng did not do so. Instead, they continued: "Therefore, the general thought that when the general arrived in Liaodong, they would ask the commander Sun to take the initiative to fight. If we don't know anything else, we will fight with the Tartars, fight for troops and even fight to the death. We will see whether the Tartars can't hold on first or we can't hold on first, as long as we can hold on until the end, we will win!"

"Absurd, it's ridiculous!"

Xiong Tingbi was so angry that his face turned red, but he didn't know how to refute Yang Feng. He was so angry that his face turned red. Finally, he angrily said "fallacies!" and then strode out of the tent...

Xiong Tingbi left the tent with anger. For a moment, the atmosphere in the tent became a little awkward. After a while, Qiu Disheng, a thousand households in Jiangpu, advised: "Sir, Master Xiong is the governor of Liaodong after all. We are not familiar with Liaodong. It is not wise to offend him."

"Qiu Qianhu's words are different." Yang Feng said seriously: "You must remember that we can't rely on anyone to go to Liaodong, we can only rely on ourselves."

After seeing the puzzled eyes of everyone, Yang Feng asked, "I ask you, who will pay our military pay for going to Liaodong?"

Chiu Disheng said without hesitation: "Of course...huh..."

When he spoke, Qiu Disheng was silent. Until then, he suddenly remembered that the soldiers of Jiangning Guard were first-rate in the current Ming Dynasty. Each soldier not only had one or two silver dollars in salary, but also six liters of grain every month. Moreover, the grain was not coarse grain or unmolted rice, but white rice. A military household could support a family of four to six with just food and salary. Such treatment was not found in the entire Ming Dynasty except Jiangning Guard.

In this way, the problem arises. Liaodong naturally cannot afford such high treatment. Or even if they can afford it, they will not give it. The reason is very simple. Things in the world are not worried about lack of food but unevenness. Jiangningwei, the tourists from afar, have you given such high treatment? Do you give it to the original army in Liaodong? If you don't give it, it will definitely cause riots. If you give it, do you have so much silver and food? So Yang Feng asked this question.

Looking at the speechless Qiu Disheng, Yang Feng smiled faintly. In fact, this is also a means for him to control the army. From later generations, he would never place his control over the loyalty of the people. He claimed that he was not the kind of person who was shocked by the tiger's body and came to worship him one after another. One person with a loyalty of one hundred people was directly reached. He knew that human nature was the most complicated.

And the hearts of the people!

It is definitely the most difficult to measure. Yang Feng doesn't mind speculating on others with the worst ideas. The most effective way to make an army not betray him is to tie them with his own interests.

The prerequisite for Yang Feng to train sergeants is to have parents, wives, or family members in Jiangning Guard. Yang Feng works for these people, builds houses for them, and gives these soldiers high military pay. What is the purpose of? This is not that Yang Feng is kind-hearted and wants to do charity, but that he must use these interests to tie the interests of all the people in Jiangning Guard together. If any officer wants to betray Yang Feng, then the first thing he has to face is the low-level officers and many sergeants under his command. Those who have already enjoyed the great benefits Yang Feng has brought them. Once the sergeants know that their boss is going to betray Yang Feng, the first thing they have to do is to tie the betrayed officer to Yang Feng.

It is precisely because of this confidence that Yang Feng dared to take 6,000 soldiers to fight in Liaodong without worrying that these soldiers would betray him, because their interests had long been integrated. If Yang Feng was gone, then everything they enjoyed now would be gone.

Seeing the speechless Qiu Disheng and the thoughtful expression on his fat face, Yang Feng believed that he must have figured it out. He patted his shoulder and turned to everyone and said, "Everyone, you must remember that our Liaodong is fighting for the country, but we cannot place all our hopes on others. Do you understand?"

Everyone responded in a coaxing manner: "I understand!"

"Okay, everyone will be separated!"

After unifying his thoughts, Yang Feng disbanded everyone, and one of them sat on a stool and looked at a map of Liaodong in front of him.

A sound of footsteps came, Yang Feng turned his head and looked at it and laughed, "It's Qi Zhenfu, is there anything wrong?"

The visitor was Qi Yan, who was promoted to Jiangningwei Governor. The governor who always had a cold face suddenly had a look of solemn expression. He asked with some concern: "My commander, I don't know whether to say it or not?"

Yang Feng laughed and scolded: "If you have something to say, when did our Jiangningwei cold-faced god learn these polite words?"

Qi Yan blushed and said embarrassedly: "Sir, I really have something to ask you for advice. This time, the soldiers and generals went to Liaodong. Our 5,000-number 6,000 soldiers looked like a lot, but it was nothing to put them in Liaodong. Moreover, these soldiers were all made by you by yourself. If the losses were too great, those people in Nanjing might take the opportunity to attack you."

"You can see this layer that proves that you have ideas." Yang Feng looked at Qi Yan with approval, "But you don't have to worry. Before leaving, I did not bring all the soldiers, but left a thousand elite soldiers to Geng Bingyi. He also told him to start training the second batch of soldiers immediately after the officer left, and the number of these soldiers reached 5,000. As long as they were given two to three months, a group of qualified soldiers would be trained. These soldiers can not only make up for our losses, but also effectively deter those who have bad intentions."

"So that's it!" Qi Yan suddenly realized: "A few days ago, Lord Geng asked Deputy Qianhu to stay, and specially selected a group of small flags, the general flag, the hundred households and elite troops stayed. Bei Zhi thought that the Lord was afraid of those who came to provoke Nanjing and left behind. He thought so far-reachingly."

"I don't want to do this either, I just have to."

At this moment, Yang Feng was also full of helplessness, and a sentence suddenly surged into his heart: There are always troublemakers who want to harm me!

Just as the two were talking, the captain of the servant Song Ye, who was originally guarding outside, suddenly broke in: "Sir, it's not good. Lord Xiong Tingbi was furious outside and claimed that he wanted to submit a memorandum to punish you."

More than ten minutes ago, Xiong Tingbi and his servants were led by a sergeant to a tent that belonged to them. Just as Xiong Tingbi was about to enter the tent, several figures wearing green military uniforms but not wearing armor walked by not far away.

Xiong Tingbi didn't care at first, but when the voice of his voice came into his ears, he suddenly stopped and said to the soldier who brought him: "If I heard it correctly, the two in front seem to be women, right?"

The sergeant nodded indifferently: "Just business!"

"Bold!" Xiong Tingbi suddenly shouted, shocking the two women who were walking by him and the sergeant next to him.

"You are so brave. How dare you openly carry a woman to march in violation of military discipline? Are you guilty?" Xiong Tingbi shouted at the sergeant, frightened the young sergeant.

"Our Ming Dynasty military discipline stipulates that female family members are not allowed to be brought along during the march. Could it be that the military discipline is left behind?"

Xiong Tingbi was indeed very angry. Through his contact just now, he believed that although Yang Feng was a bit arrogant and his military management philosophy was very different from his own, he found that the Jiangning Guard Army had high military appearance, discipline and morale, and it was not an exaggeration to describe it as only seeing in his life. However, he did not expect that Yang Feng would openly carry military prostitutes to march, which was simply a sign of destruction.

"You will find Yang Feng to me immediately. If you don't give me an explanation, I will immediately impeach you! And you, stop for me and come over!"

Xiong Tingbi, the right minister of the Ministry of War and the Liaodong governor, was indeed quite terrifying. The two women in military uniforms were frightened and looked at each other. They did not dare to disobey Xiong Tingbi's words. They slowly walked over and raised their hand to Xiong Tingbi and saluted her military, "Jiang Ningwei Medical Camp nurse Jiang Mengjuan, Bai Ling, has met the adults."

Xiong Tingbi looked at the two women carefully and found that they were beautiful and had a slightly wide military uniform that could not hide their slim figures. His face became even more ugly. He asked without hesitation: "You two, I will ask you, how many women like you are in the army?"

Jiang Mengjuan and Bai Ling looked at each other, and Jiang Mengjuan, who was tall, hesitated for a moment and replied: "Sir, we have more than 200 sisters in our medical camp!"

"What...what...more than two hundred people?"

Xiong Tingbi felt a stream of blood about to rush over his head. He pointed at the two of them and said stutteringly, "You...you...you...you Yang Feng, you dare to bring the army openly...The army prostitutes are so brave that they are so bold! Do you know that this is going to be a head-cutting!"

As soon as they heard the word "Military Prostitute", the two women's eyes suddenly turned red. They wanted to speak but did not dare. The two of them lowered their heads and started to fall slowly.

At this moment, Yang Feng arrived. He strode over and saw the two women who were crying and frowning, and said unhappily: "Mr. Xiong, what do you have to say to the general? Why bother to make things difficult for the two women?"

"What... I'm making things difficult for them?" Xiong Tingbi was almost angry and said coldly to Yang Feng: "General Yang Shen, do you know that privately hiding a military prostitute in the army is a serious crime. Is he going to behead his head?"

"Military prostitute?" Yang Feng's face slowly became cold. "Mr. Xiong, I wonder where did you know that they are military prostitutes. Could it be that you can calculate it?"

Seeing that Yang Feng actually wanted to deny him, Xiong Tingbi's impression of him instantly dropped to freezing point. He pointed at the two women and asked, "Is it not military prostitutes, are they still soldiers? Will they fight against the Tartars on the battlefield?"

Yang Feng shook his head and said seriously: "Although they are not soldiers, their role in the army is no less than that of the most elite soldiers in the first battalion!"

"Haha..." Xiong Tingbi was so upset, "You Yang Zhongqing, you dare to argue. Just now, I asked clearly that there are more than 200 women in your army. Could it be that you still have to argue?"
Chapter completed!