After a long time, Chen Mao raised his hand and asked with doubts: "Sir, we all understand the truth, but how to fight, how to do it like you said, you hit yours, I hit mine. When I hit you, I hit you.
I can eat you; when you hit me, you can’t see me and can’t hit me.”
Easier said than done.
"Well, that's a good question. From a strategic point of view, I have analyzed the following elements for you."
Zhu Gaojie turned around and stretched out several lines under "Strategy" on the blackboard, "The first and most important one is to know yourself and the enemy, and you will be victorious in every battle."
"How do you know yourself and the enemy? As a high-level general, when you analyze the enemy, you can't just limit yourself to a military perspective."
"Analyzing the enemy's strength, defensive buildings, usual tactics, etc., these are just from a military perspective. In addition, you also have to think about how to fight this battle from a political and economic perspective."
"For example, when I was on an expedition to the southwest, the survivors of the southwest and the rebel general Li Bin formed the Nineteenth Route Allied Force. The disparity in strength and head-on confrontation was unfavorable, but politically speaking, the structure of their coalition was inherently uncoordinated.
Doubtful, but when facing a common enemy, they will unite. You can't expect them to fall apart on their own, you have to think about how to make them conflict internally."
"My choice is to set fire to the Southwest Allied Forces survivors, so that the Southwest Allied Forces will have differences with Li Bin, and even lead to internal conflicts. The final outcome is that the Southwest Allied Forces will be in civil strife without any effort, and Li Bin and his subordinates will be
The remnants of the southwest were killed in the rebellion."
"..."
Zhu Gaojie's eloquent speech on the podium began with the essence of strategy and tactics, then to the connection between war and politics, as well as the commander's ability and the military ethics of the army, which are key in war.
"Material causes and effects are nothing but the handle of a knife; spiritual causes and effects are the precious metal and the truly sharp edge."
After speaking the last paragraph, Zhu Gaojie picked up the tea cup and took a sip, "I just said a paragraph casually. If you think there is anything wrong, you can come to me to refute it at any time."
He casually glanced at the window, only to find that the sky was already turning red and the sun was setting in the west. He was so engrossed in his speech just now that he forgot the concept of time and spoke from early morning to evening in one breath.
All the students in the martial arts hall seemed to have no time to pay attention to the time and forgot to remind him.
Zhu Gaojie walked to the door and found that the old man was still standing here, so he asked: "Dad, I've finished speaking, can you go up and say a few more words?"
Zhu Di came back to his senses from the shock and forced out a smile: "No need, you said it very well. I will not come to the martial arts academy in the future. You can be responsible for the teaching here."
Zhu Gaojie asked in confusion: "Dad, didn't you say that you wanted to come to the martial arts academy to teach these martial artists?"
Zhu Di had a black line on his face: "I never said anything about this stupid lesson!"
Zhu Gaojie was shocked: "Father, you are the emperor, so you don't want to play this trick."
Zhu Di threatened: "Let me ask you, what does the emperor's words have to do with me, Zhu Di?"
Zhu Gaojie: "..."
Zhu Di said calmly: "Give you a chance, don't let me down."
He thought to himself that you have been talking arrogantly for a long time, and I have been fascinated by it. If I go up and say a few words at this time, wouldn’t I become a clown?
The old man was puzzled. When it came to power, politics, and governing the country... the fourth child was not inferior to him, and even surpassed him. And in the military aspect that he was most proud of, he still couldn't compare with the fourth child.
How could he, a father, be crushed by his son in all aspects?
…
In the cafeteria, Chen Mao lowered his head to cook. The chefs in the Wuyuan cafeteria were all from Guanglu Temple, so the food they cooked was naturally first-class, but today he couldn't taste the food.
He simply put down his chopsticks and came to a table with Anyuan Hou Liu Sheng. He couldn't help but ask: "Old Liu, did you understand today's lesson? I was puzzled. The prince is so young.
How does a child know so much? When I lectured on it, everyone in the martial arts hall was stunned. Although every sentence was easy to understand, when connected together, it left a deep impression on me. The more I thought about it, the more I understood it.
It feels mysterious.”
Liu Sheng said calmly: "Understand, I have told you a long time ago, never underestimate our Crown Prince. His talent in leading troops in war is the most terrifying person I have ever seen."
"I do not believe."
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"If you are really so calm, then why are your hands shaking?"
Liu Sheng glanced down and found that his hand holding the chopsticks couldn't stop shaking, so he said calmly: "It's almost winter, it's getting cold, I'm freezing."
How could Chen Mao believe that his old friend was lying here, and immediately asked: "Didn't you fight with the prince in the past? Tell me, what level is our prince?"
Liu Sheng said: "I did fight with the prince. It was in...the twelfth year of Yongle. At that time, he was still the king of Qi. Tsk, when we first met, I was almost scared to death."
Chen Mao became interested: "Elaborate."
Liu Sheng fell into memories: "He was still King Qi at that time. Because he openly killed Chen Jin, the former censor of Zuodu, in Fengtian Palace, he was demoted to the southwest to join the army. But his Majesty actually just wanted him to stay in the military camp.
He was training with the generals, and we didn’t plan to actually let him go on the battlefield. Originally, we all thought that King Qi was serving as a mascot in the commander’s camp, but who would have expected... we didn’t see him at all.”
Chen Mao was stunned for a moment: "What do you mean?"
Liu Sheng said quietly: "He changed his name to 'Zhu Silang' and went to the Pioneer Camp to become an ordinary soldier. He only brought one bodyguard with him. Other than that, no one knows his identity."
Chen Mao exclaimed: "Is he crazy? On the battlefield, there are no eyes for open and hidden arrows. If you are not careful, you will die. How dare he?!"
"Keep your voice down. I'm just going to tell you this, so don't spread it."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Liu Sheng frowned and said, "How could we have imagined that he was so courageous, until the hundred or so people he was with were ambushed by the enemy, and my son Liu Pu's
Just a reminder, I was recognized among the wounded just now."
"Then what?"
"After being recognized, the British Duke brought Prince Qi to the commander's camp and asked him to command the army. At that time, I was still puzzled, wondering what kind of ability this Prince Qi had that could make the British Duke dare to attack several people.
The 100,000-strong Southern Expeditionary Army was given to him to command, and then I saw a scene that I will never forget."
Chen Mao urged: "Lao Liu, please stop being so secretive and speak quickly and quickly."
Liu Sheng asked in a deep voice: "Can you believe that on a battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people, there will be a commander who can accurately arrange the deployment of each battalion to move in the direction of hundreds, or even dozens of steps?"
Chen Mao was stunned: "Aren't you kidding me? How is this possible?"
It's not like he has never seen a battlefield with hundreds of thousands of people.
As soon as they set foot on the battlefield, they had to either advance or die. The soldiers rushed forward with all their strength, waving their swords and fighting bloody battles with the enemy. The sky was dark and the blood flowed like rivers. Under such circumstances, how could anyone listen?
Other commands.
Even a veteran like your majesty can only give instructions on the main attack direction before the battle and arrange everything in advance, and then he can barely change the formation. As for the change on the spot, or even the movement of a few hundred steps, this
What is needed is not only the ability to calculate to the point of terror, but also to make the sergeants obey his orders.
"You haven't seen it, I have, I saw it with my own eyes."
Liu Sheng said with emotion, "He just sat calmly in the commander's camp, giving out instructions one after another, as if he was playing an ordinary chess game, moving his own pieces, eating the enemy's pieces, and treating all of his
After the order was issued, the enemy was gone. Such a scene is unforgettable in my life and will be forever engraved in my memory. I, Liu, have been fighting for most of my life, and I have never seen such a battle."
Chen Mao was stunned when he heard this. He blinked, as if a door to a new world had opened.
"You can still play like this..."
…
In the dean's room of the martial arts academy, Zhu Di took a sip of wine and said: "If you confess, you will be lenient, if you resist, you will be strict. Just tell the truth."
Zhu Gaojie scratched his head: "Why do you treat me like a prisoner? Dad, what exactly do you want to ask?"
The old man's eyes were piercing: "What on earth is what you are talking about in class today?"
Zhu Gaojie suddenly realized: "You said this, just ask if you can, and you still play mystery with my son. What I taught in class today is "The Theory of the Ming Dynasty War" that I studied by myself."
"On War", a classic work of modern Western military theory written by Prussian Major General Clausewitz in the 19th century, is known as the bible of strategy. Clausewitz is therefore regarded as the founder of modern Western military theory.
originator.
Although modern military theory could not be applied to the Ming Dynasty in the early fifteenth century, the strategic attainments in war theory were picked out by Zhu Gaojie, integrating the theoretical treasure of the Ten Military Principles, bringing together the essence of modern military theory, and
With the help of Huo Qubing, Bai Qi and others, they finally created a strategic masterpiece that is most suitable for the current moment.
——"On the War of the Ming Dynasty"
Zhu Gaojie said methodically: "Leading troops to fight is a flexible and changeable thing. If you want to establish a rigid theory for war, it will be like pouring molten iron into the minds of generals. This will not work at all.
, No matter how much you read military books, you will be reflected in the demon mirror on the battlefield."
"Sun Tzu's Art of War and Thirty-six Strategies are already the pinnacle of the art of war. I have seen few people who have become famous generals directly after reading these two books. War theory should not be a regulation of war practice, but a kind of
Investigation, this kind of investigation is to analyze and discuss things."
"Strategic attainments can enable generals to have a precise understanding of war. It mainly helps generals determine the basic line of thinking, rather than directly allowing them to reach the end point of famous generals at that time."
"The Theory of the Ming Dynasty's War showed them the road to becoming a famous general. However, they still had to let them walk the road themselves."
"Real famous generals are not learned by reading the Art of War, but by fighting. The significance of the Wushu Academy is to equip them with the qualifications to become famous generals."
Zhu Di was well aware of what Zhu Gaojie wanted to express. He had never seen anyone become a famous general just by reading military books. A genius like Huo Qubing was at his peak as soon as he debuted. In fact, he didn't need to read military books at all.
If you know how to fight, you will be infuriated by comparisons with others...
But the significance of "On the War of the Ming Dynasty" is to give these people a chance and let them have the upper limit of becoming famous generals. If all of them before them were moving forward in the fog, then the emergence of Wuyuan was undoubtedly in the fog.
A lamp is lit, leading people to move forward under the guidance of the light.
Zhu Di praised: "You are such a monster. I have never figured out this experience in a lifetime of fighting. How could you figure it out? So... why is it called "On the War of the Ming Dynasty" instead of "The Yongle War"
"On the Yongle Prince's War", or "On the Yongle Prince's War"?"
Zhu Gaojie's smile froze on his face: "Old man, would you like a little face?"
He has never seen such a shameless person!
The things I fucking figured out have nothing to do with you, Emperor Yongle. This is no longer just putting money on your face, this is robbing others of the fruits of their labor!
You're a bad old man who spoiled you so much that you rebelled!
Zhu Di said seductively: "Son, you can't say that. Think about it again, is it the Yongle Dynasty now, and are you the prince of the Yongle Dynasty? So, is it reasonable to add the word 'Yongle' in front of it?"
?”
"What a reasonable bitch, can you, a father, stop staring at your own son and pluck wool?"
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! Zhu Gaojie couldn't help but spit out the fragrance, "Are you really not afraid that I will rebel against you?"
Zhu Di smiled: "If you really wanted to rebel, you wouldn't have mentioned the word rebellion on your lips."
A biting dog doesn't bark. Now that the fourth child is talking about rebellion, it actually makes him feel relieved.
If Zhu Gaojie is taciturn and respectful, then Zhu Di should really worry about whether he has offended his son in some way.
To simplify the thoughts of the father and son, they are:
Zhu Di: I bet you won’t rebel.
Zhu Gaojie: I will punish you old Bideng to death.
Zhu Di: Is it true? I don’t believe it.
Zhu Gaojie: OK, you wait.
Zhu Di: Son, you really want to rebel. If you are short of people, dad asked Zhang Fu and the others to help you. Son, if you are short of money, dad will ask Xia Yuanji to send you money and food. Son, what are you doing?
I haven’t repented yet. Don’t tell me that you have repented. I have already written the edict for the Zen throne...
Zhu Gaojie: You call this a rebellion?
Compared with the cunning emperor, he began to miss the civil servants under his command: "I am in the Wuyuan these days, can they handle the affairs of the Wenhua Palace?"
…
Yang Rong brewed a pot of fragrant tea, poured it into two exquisite teacups, and pushed one cup in front of Xia Laoshangshu opposite him.
Xia Yuanji picked up the tea and took a sip, and couldn't help but exclaimed: "What a good tea. Where did Mr. Yang Ge get the good stuff?"
Yang Rong said casually: "If Mr. Xia likes it, I will give you a few pounds."
Mr. Xia Lao Shangshu said with a smile: "A gentleman will not take what others like, so there is no need for it."
After saying that, he saw the old minister bending down and seemed to be groping for something.
"What are you looking for, Mr. Xia? Can I help you look for it?"
"Where did you put the teapot?"
"...Don't you say that a gentleman doesn't take what others want?"