Fusu looked at Liu Shiba with puzzled eyes, as if he was looking at an idiot.
In Fusu's eyes, which son an emperor would pass on to was already determined? But the meaning revealed in Liu Shiba's mouth seemed to have different results.
This made him very puzzled!
"Hmph! Although my brother Hu Hai is frail and sick, he is by no means a waste. Don't talk nonsense."
Fusu snorted coldly and said to Liu Shiba calmly.
"No nonsense! The history I am familiar with describes your brother Hu Hai exactly this way.
If he wasn't a waste, how could he have ruined the unified Qin Empire so quickly?"
Liu Shiba was serious. He looked into Fusu's golden eyes and explained in a leisurely manner. Halfway through, he seemed to have remembered something and continued to add:
"By the way, I almost forgot! Aren't you Fusu a waste too?
Your father passed away on the tour, and the imperial edict was sent back to Hu Hai to ascend the throne, telling you and Meng Tian to commit suicide and be buried with him. You actually followed it. Isn't this a stupid act?
Your eldest son had military power at that time. The most elite 300,000 northern frontier troops were almost all heavy cavalry that could maneuver quickly? You actually...
Not to mention that, you said yourself that you still control a thousand great Qin warriors, which means that no matter who is playing tricks on you, you will not fall behind. I don’t understand how you lost the throne.
No wonder, the history books say that you, Mr. Fusu, are the epitome of cowards, timid pacesetters, and a model of bad writing..."
"You...you you!"
Fusu, who was controlled in a human jar and was still unable to move, heard Liu Shiba's explanation and described himself as a cowardly good-for-nothing. He was so angry that he groaned, "You, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you", after hearing Liu Shiba's explanation and describing himself as a cowardly good-for-nothing.
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For a long time, seeing that Fusu remained silent, Liu Shiba was curious but couldn't help it anymore, and asked:
"Young master, you've been talking for a long time, why don't you finish?"
"snort!"
Fusu snorted coldly, turned away and ignored her! She looked like a wronged little daughter-in-law.
Liu Shiba didn't ask any more questions, just stared at him with a smile and his hands clasped in silence...
After a while, Fusu became angry and explained as if talking to himself:
"My brother Hu Hai is definitely not a loser, and I am not a weakling, sir."
"Huh? Let's talk about it..."
Liu Shiba was still smiling.
"Do you know how many non-common people there were in Guandong of the Qin Dynasty during the Seven Kingdoms period? Do you also know that the Qin army recruitment system was based on how many soldiers were drawn every time?
You guys, you don’t know anything, so don’t talk nonsense..."
Fusu glared angrily at Liu Shiba and asked.
After Liu Shiba frowned and recalled, he chuckled and replied:
"Haha! It is recorded in the Annals of the Qin Dynasty that the Qin State during the Seven Kingdoms period had approximately five million people under its jurisdiction, right?"
"That's right!"
Fusu's eyes narrowed, and after blinking in response, he immediately asked:
"How many soldiers will be recruited? Do you know?"
Liu Shiba was stunned for a moment, counted on his fingers, and then said cautiously:
"Chu, Qi, and Zhao recruited one out of ten soldiers at that time. Wei and Yan probably had more harsh policies, reaching the level of one out of nine and one out of eight.
As for Qin, it should be between the two! Or one out of seven..."
Before Liu Shiba finished speaking, he heard Fusu let out a series of violent laughter:
"Ha ha ha ha!"
"What are you laughing at?"
Fusu's eyes widened and he answered word by word through gritted teeth:
"Our army recruitment system in the Qin Dynasty is based on drawing one out of five! Everyone from a thirteen-year-old boy to an old man in his fifties is eligible for recruitment.
The five million people of the Qin Dynasty gathered all the capable warriors in the country to form a mere one million soldiers..."
Speaking of this, Fusu looked at Liu Shiba with a playful look and chuckled:
"And among the millions of Qin soldiers, the young and elite soldiers only account for 30% of the total number of millions of soldiers..."
"ah?"
When Liu Shiba heard this, his back suddenly straightened up, his mouth opened wide and he muttered to himself blankly:
"Thirty percent? Thirty percent? The number of the Northern Army of Qin Dynasty also happens to be three hundred thousand?
Could it be that all 300,000 elite troops are under your command, Fusu, and are concentrated in the northern army to defend the nine sides?
And all the people guarding the territory of Qin are the old, weak, sick and disabled, how is this possible..."
Fusu sneered and said:
"It's true that 300,000 elites are guarding the north, but you're still wrong about the others..."
Liu Shiba twisted his neck and said in surprise:
"Is this still wrong?"
Fusu blinked and smiled:
"Of the only 700,000 Qin soldiers left, Zhao Tuo also took away 300,000 to assess South Vietnam.
In fact, only 400,000 old and weak Qin soldiers were left to defend the territory of Qin, and the rest were composed of surrendered troops from the seven kingdoms...
Relying on the 400,000 old and weak Qin soldiers, my brother Hu Hai has also fought hard with the Seven Kingdoms for so many years. Do you dare to call him a waste?
If Hu Hai hadn't fought hard to buy time for the Northern Army, how could there have been that earth-shattering battle in the Zen Stone Sea?"
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Worshiping ancestors during the Qingming Festival, I wish everyone a good mood!
Liu Shiba will resume a large number of updates tomorrow, please understand!
