This house is regarded as a study room. In addition to Amei, there are also students such as Zhao Guang, Wang Xun and others. Even Guan Ji is sitting quietly on the other side, carving something on the bamboo slips with a knife and pen.
"Brother, your fireplace is really a good thing. Even in the middle of winter, this house can be as warm as spring. How wonderful!"
After Zhao Guang sat down, he approached the fireplace, stretched out his hand to warm the fire a few times, and praised.
"Stop talking about these useless things. Do you understand what I taught you a few days ago?"
Feng Yong was not in the mood to listen to this flattery and asked directly.
"I understand, I understand!"
When Zhao Guang heard this, he quickly came over and sat not far in front of Feng Yong, "Brother, are you going to teach a new lesson today?"
"I won't talk about it today. I have to be literate and listen to the lectures, so I'm afraid it will be a bit difficult. Today I will discuss with you General Fubo Ma Yuan. If you have any ideas, you can tell them."
After discovering that Zhao Guang was particularly interested in military affairs, Feng Yong selected some military theories summarized by later generations that were in line with the current situation and presented them to Zhao Guang and Wang Xun.
When it comes to marching and fighting, Feng Yong only shoots, and at most he dismantles and cleans the gun. But here, he can't even charge on horseback.
But after all, they are people who were sent to a certain base by the army for training, and they still know some basic military theories.
Moreover, every week in the army, there will be political and military lectures, and sometimes they are required to write listening and speaking reviews, and even test the backbone of the company at a specific time, so sometimes you have to go to the company's reading room to look up information.
In addition, Feng Yong likes to read and spends time in the company's reading room on weekends. So he may not understand the actual military operations, but when it comes to talking, as long as he doesn't meet professionals, he
Not that I'm afraid.
He naturally understands the overall military situation, the relationship between politics and military, the different compositions and structures of the military in various historical periods, and the development and changes of the military than others.
By picking and choosing, you can always pick out some useful knowledge for Zhao Guang and others.
Every time at this time, Guan Ji would always stop what she was doing and quietly watch Feng Tubao rambling on and on. Sometimes when she heard something new and exciting, she would always appreciate it with her eyes.
A knowing smile.
Although this is a woman with a strong temperament and extremely high martial arts skills, she also has the docile temperament unique to women of this era - such a woman will not be found in future generations, and there are probably not many in the world today.
Therefore, when Feng Tuchel saw Guan Ji like this, he felt even more inspired and spoke even more energetically.
"Everyone knows that General Fubo helped Emperor Guangwu revive the Han Dynasty, quell the Kui clamor, quell the Qiang rebellion, and secure Lingnan. They praised his achievements. But few people know that he has another great achievement, which is to pile rice for
Mountain."
"Brother, General Fubo piled rice into mountains, wasn't that what he did when he was pacifying Weixiao? How can you say that few people know about it?"
Zhao Guang asked strangely.
Feng Yong smiled and said, "I'm talking about piling rice into mountains, not about pacifying Weixiao. Piling up rice into mountains is the first of another kind of map."
The so-called piling rice into a mountain refers to Liu Xiu's personal expedition to Weihuo. All his generals believed that the future was unclear and the outcome was difficult to predict, so it was not advisable to go deep into the dangers. Liu Xiu was also hesitant and difficult to make a decision.
At this moment, Ma Yuan was ordered to arrive and tried his best to persuade Liu Xiu to advance. He also ordered people to take rice and arrange it into valleys, ravines and other terrain features. He then pointed out the situation of the mountains and rivers and marked the paths for the troops to advance and retreat.
This is the very first prototype of the sand table.
This is a pioneering work in the history of war and is of great significance.
"Amei, call two people to bring over the sand table I made the day before yesterday."
Thanks again to the old professor who forced me to draw a map of Hanzhong for a semester. Feng Yong is still very familiar with the terrain of Hanzhong.
Although the terrain of mountains, rivers and rivers may have changed between now and later generations, the general appearance is still similar. Based on his memory, Feng Yong spent several days, holding sand and mud, and pinched the area around Nanzheng as the center.
Approximately what it looks like.
Anyway, it's not like the later generations that have to be accurate to the meter level. This simple sand table is probably difficult to achieve even the accuracy of 100 meters, but it's not intended for any important purpose. Even if there are mistakes, I'd like to explain.
That’s it.
But even this was enough for Zhao Guang and Wang Xun to shock Feng Yong into a god.
Even Guan Ji couldn't help but come over. When she saw the undulating mountains and winding rivers on the sand table, she couldn't help but point at one of the places with her finger and asked in surprise: "This is... this
Is it a camp?"
"Yes, this is where we are."
Feng Yongke did not forget that he was still teaching. He pointed to the sand table and said: "Marching and fighting depends on the right time, place and people. If there are such things, the right place can be under control."
"Brother, brother, how...how was this done?"
Zhao Guang woke up from his daze and rushed over, almost falling on top of the sand table. He was staring straight at the sand table and his saliva was already flowing down his face.
"Baby, baby, you can't exchange it for a thousand dollars for this thing!"
Zhao Guang snorted and sucked back the saliva that almost dripped onto the sand table.
Thousands of gold in return? If someone really wants to buy it, Feng Yong would be happy to sell it for a hundred gold pieces per sand table - if Old Demon Zhuge doesn't mind.
Of course, if Feng Yong really dares to sell him, Zhuge Liang is afraid that he will cut him into eight pieces and then hang him to various gates of Jincheng and whip his corpse in public.
Feng Tubou looked at the appearance of several Tubou people with pride and said: "How? Did I say something wrong? This pile of rice into mountains is the greatest achievement of General Fubo when he pacified Weihuo. It's just that the world is ignorant.
How do you know the beauty of it?"
"What my brother has learned is really profound!"
Wang Xun looked at the sand table without blinking and exclaimed, "How can we deduce this thing from the traces of General Fubo? If we are marching and fighting, with this thing, even if we can't know ourselves and the enemy, we can still do it with less words."
Can it be considered invincible?"
"How can it be so simple?" Feng Yong waved his hand, "To do this, there is a prerequisite, which is that you must know the local mountain topography. This is not a simple matter."
"Where's the exploration horse? If we send more exploration horses, even if we can't make it as detailed as my brother, we can get a rough outline, I'm afraid it will be of great benefit."
Zhao Guang reacted very quickly and asked immediately.
Feng Yong nodded appreciatively, "Erlang does have some understanding, so he said that during this march, we must not advance rashly. The more information we can find out about the enemy, the more chance we will win. The right time and place can be used to my advantage.
Only then can he be called a general of an army."
Feng Yong knew that at best he was just a talkative king, and he did not expect that he could really teach a famous general.
But teaching them theoretical things will at least allow Zhao Guang and Wang Xun to go to the battlefield in person in the future and avoid some detours.
It would be best if we could help them understand what it means to have a big-picture perspective, and develop their own concepts after more experiences in the future.
The sand table is currently one of the best tools for letting people experience the entire battlefield and cultivate an overall view.
What if?
If one of these people happens to have this talent, then he has the gift of teaching, right?
Anyway, there is nothing to do in winter, so being idle is nothing but idleness.