"I heard that the King of Qin respects Ma Fujun more than he does the veteran generals who have fought for him for decades. Wang Lu, Meng Ao, Bai Qi and other Qin generals were all defeated at the hands of Ma Fujun, so I predict that they will
I hate Lord Ma Fu in my heart. The King of Qin is now fully implementing the military theories of Lord Ma Fu, which will cause the generals of Qin to be dissatisfied and secretly resist. This is why Qin has been repelled by us many times now."
"Although Mr. Ma Fu has a reputation for benevolence and righteousness, he is too young, and the method of fighting he proposed is not the best. If the Qin army imitates it in a hurry, it will not lead to good results. Please rest assured, second and third sons, this battle will
, we can definitely defeat the Qin people!"
Jingyang sat in the upper position, looking at the many generals sitting on his left and right. There were more than a hundred generals sitting on his left and right. Those generals sitting at the end even needed people in front to tell them what the general was talking about.
, the formation of the Chu army is a bit chaotic, and there are many generals commanding the army, so there is nothing that can be done about it. Jingyang carefully analyzed the current situation of the Qin people for everyone, and continued to belittle the Qin people in his words, hoping to inspire the morale of the army.
"I heard that Meng Ao is seriously ill, and now is the best time to pursue him. Which general is willing to be the vanguard to achieve the great success of killing Meng Ao?" Jingyang asked, hearing Jingyang's question.
, several generals immediately stood up, Jingyang clapped his hands proudly, and shouted: "Great, generals! Whoever can get Meng Ao's head, I will drive for him!"
Everyone laughed, except Xiang Xian, who looked a little depressed. However, now Jingyang doesn't want to see him even more. Even his seat is at the back. Jingyang doesn't want to listen to him at all. Fortunately, Xiang Xian doesn't want to listen to him at all.
Among these generals, there were still friends. A general sitting in front stood up, thinking about Xiang Xian’s begging yesterday, and said to Jingyang: “General, Ma Fujun relied on his fighting methods to defeat the enemy.
We can't underestimate Bai Qi."
Jingyang laughed again, shook his head, and said: "I have seen his art of war before, and it is all about the benevolent must win. This art of war is only suitable for him, and others cannot learn it.
You don't have to worry, the Qin people are so cruel, how can they become a teacher of benevolence and righteousness? Ma Fujun's book is not worth mentioning!!" When Jing Yang said this, the general had no choice but to sit down.
Jingyang quickly asked everyone to leave, leaving only Xiang Xian.
Xiang Xian frowned and looked at Jingyang in front of him. Just as he was about to speak, Jingyang stopped him. Jingyang was not as arrogant as before. He frowned and said seriously: "Among all the generals, only
You are the most cautious. Please stay here. I will leave you 50,000 elite troops. If something unexpected happens to the main army, you can rescue it or retreat to Chendu. In any case, do not let the Qin people threaten Chendu.
"
Xiang Xian was stunned, raised his head and looked at Jingyang, Jingyang said again: "Don't tell others about the ferocity of the Qin people, and don't talk about Ma Fujun's military skills. Tell them that the Qin people will definitely fail, and we will definitely win."
...Do you understand? If we don't even have the confidence to defeat the Qin people, how can the soldiers dare to fight the Qin people?"
Jingyang waved his hand and let Xiang Xian leave.
When Xiang Xian left, Jingyang looked around to make sure there was no one, then secretly took out a bamboo slip from under the case, and skillfully opened the bamboo slip, "Han Fei asked about the battle, and Confucius said: I will be with you..."
.Treat the soldiers as if they are your own heart...and care for the injured's relatives, then the soldiers will not be afraid of death... Therefore, those who fight for the sake of order are not as good as those who fight for themselves, and those who fight for themselves are not as good as those who fight for the people...", Jingyang
Looking at it carefully, I couldn't help but let out a long sigh.
"That's so well said... What a pity, what a pity."
It's a pity that in Chu State, these methods cannot be used. The sources of soldiers in Chu State are mixed and there is no way to provide pensions... Chu State does not have enough officials to tell the soldiers what they should fight for, and Chu State has no way to do it.
The ability to quickly pave the way and rely on chariots and horses to advance on a large scale...Chu State does not have the grassroots control capabilities like Qin State to set up stations everywhere and fight through powerful information transmission capabilities...
Jingyang let out a long sigh, accepted the bamboo slips, fumbled with the sword with both hands, and stared at the sword in a trance. All the Chu country had was an alcoholic general and two hundred thousand young people who were willing to follow him...
Soon, all the scouts he sent around came back, and there was no trace of the Qin people around. Jingyang breathed a sigh of relief. It seemed that it was not a trap by the Qin people. Although he belittled the Qin people in his mouth,
He was worthless, but in his heart, he never dared to underestimate his enemies. In these days of fighting, he was able to gain the advantage entirely because of the sacrifices of the Chu people. The Chu country paid a price far greater than the Qin people. This
Only then did they defeat the Qin people.
By now, the Qin people's reduction should have reached about 30,000, but the Chu people... Alas, Jingyang sighed, and soon he put away the frustrated expression on his face. As the commander-in-chief of the general, he must
The one who is the bravest and least afraid of the Qin people.
"Order the entire army to set off and march into Chufang City!"
"Revenge, now!"
.........
Zhao Kuo has returned to his hometown. No matter how sad or sad Zhao Kuo is, he always becomes very happy when he returns to Mafu. There are some people he cares about most here, the hometown of Mafu.
People came to greet Mr. Ma Fu enthusiastically, and the diners hugged each other happily. Everything was so beautiful. Here, it seemed that all the worries would disappear.
Amidst the laughter of everyone, Zhao Kuo walked into his courtyard. Zhao Kuo's mother was very happy. She walked forward tremblingly, her eyes were red, and the whole horse uniform became lively at that moment. Everyone was laughing.
Now, Zhao's mother would have livestock slaughtered. When Zhao Kuo was not in Mafu, Zhao's mother would often slaughter livestock to entertain the villagers in Mafu, or to help passing guests. These people who had received favors could all serve for
Zhao Kuo died.
Ming has gained some weight, and it can be said that he is responsible for all Ma Fujun's property. Looking at Mu Ziming, who is fat and white, Ge sneered and said: "I thought it was Dong Chengzi who came to greet us!", Di's
His wife gave birth to a daughter for him. When Di accompanied Zhao Kuo to leave, his wife became pregnant. At this moment, holding his daughter, Di was speechless. He just smiled, laughed and cried.
He stood up, and amidst the ridicule of the crowd, he hugged his daughter tightly and smiled sarcastically for the first time.
Everyone was eating meat and getting very drunk. Even Li Yu played jiaodian with Zhao Fu. What no one expected was that Li Yu, who looked thin, was actually a good player of jiaodian. He had played many times.
With Zhao Fu pressed under him, the tall Fu Zhao felt extremely humiliated and vowed never to play tricks again in his life. Zhao Fu came to Zhao Fu. Fortunately, he was no longer as indifferent as before. He would also laugh, but...
It's just a little ugly smile.
Zhao Kuo was sitting in the upper position, holding Zhao Zheng in his arms, watching Li Yu holding down Xing, hitting him on the head with his fist, and Xing screamed.
"Father~~Father~~", Zhao Zheng sat in Zhao Kuo's arms, and tugged Zhao Kuo's short beard with his little hands, shouting, everyone praised him, this child is really smart, Zhao Kuo was pulled by him
He grinned and hurriedly handed him to Han Fei. Han Fei looked at the little guy in his arms cutely. Han Fei was still young and had no beard. The little guy touched his clean chin and cried.
After getting up, Ge stepped forward and took him over.
Ge had a long beard, so the little guy happily played with his beard. Ge didn't care and just laughed.
Unwilling to admit defeat, Xing quickly pulled away from Di. Di was Zhao Kuo's number one rival. Di originally wanted to accompany his daughter and had no intention of playing rivalry, but after hearing about Li Yu's achievements, he came over.
Soon, Li Yu was hugged by him and thrown to the ground. Di looked at everyone with disdain, accepted everyone's praise, and once again defended his reputation as the number one warrior in the Zhao family. However, this number one warrior soon
His wife grabbed his ears and pulled him back into the house.
Xing smiled and said: It seems that Di's wife is the number one warrior in the Zhao family.
Zhao Kuo's disciples were a little restrained in front of their teacher at first, but when they saw that the teacher had gone off in person and started to fight with Li Yu, they relaxed. Zhao Kuo did not treat them harshly.
Zhao Kuo's side was more like his friend, so his disciples also joined in. These noble disciples started playing with Zhao Kuo and other disciples from the lower class.
They also taught the disciples several aristocratic games, including throwing arrows into pots, fighting with wooden swords, etc. Zhao Kuo simply found a rope and taught them a game called tug-of-war. The slightly older ones
Like Ge, he could only sit in the distance and watch everyone playing with a smile. He looked at Zhao Kuo as if he had become the noble disciple of the past, following the tug of war with everyone without any worries.
The hemp rope broke and Zhao Kuo flew out, sitting on the ground and laughing.
People from different origins and different countries all had a great time. Yang Duan and Qu Yue from Qin State teamed up to fight against Zhan Xing and Wang Fan. At this moment, they all seemed to have forgotten their own
The countries were at war, and they had forgotten the blood feud between each other. They had forgotten everything... The meat on this day was delicious, the wine was sweet, and the villagers were attracted by the lively atmosphere and surrounded them.
Zhao Kuo didn't care about the identity of these villagers, so he let them come in, let them enjoy meat, and brought out wine, and organized them to play tug-of-war. The entire horse uniform seemed to be celebrating some kind of festival, full of joy.
Even Du, who couldn't see clearly, was still grinning. He hadn't heard so much laughter for a long time. Ping Gong wanted to hug Zhao Zheng, but Ge didn't allow it. The two quarreled and finally decided to use their horns to butt Zhao Zheng.
way to determine the winner.
Zhao Kuo sat on the ground without etiquette, with his hands on the ground, looking at the joyful atmosphere in front of him, smiling stupidly.
Zhao Kuo had eaten a lot of meat and drank a lot of wine in his life, both in the past and in the future, but he had never eaten such delicious meat or seen such sweet wine.
.......
The next day, while Zhao Kuo was sleeping, he vaguely felt something pinching his face. Zhao Kuo woke up suddenly and saw the little guy sitting on his chest. He was bent over and pinching his face with both hands.
Seeing Zhao Kuo wake up, the little guy laughed and shouted: "Father! Father!" Zhao Kuo held the little guy in his arms, sat up, lifted the little guy up, and kissed him hard on the face.
Take a sip.
Zhao Kuo put the little guy on the ground, and saw the little guy waving his hands and swaying like a drunken man, and then walked out of the inner room. Zhao Kuo also got up. As soon as he walked out of the inner room, he saw Zhao's mother.
Reprimanding the little guy, "Your father slept so late yesterday! You woke him up so early!" The little guy looked at Mother Zhao blankly, just smiled, clapped his hands and shouted: "Auntie! Auntie! Ah!"
?”
Zhao Kuo smiled and said: "What can he know..."
"He is so smart, he knows everything!" Mother Zhao said, patting the dirt on the little guy again. The Qiangu Yidi is indeed very smart. He is already able to walk when he is less than two years old. However, this
It was a pain for Zhao's mother because he seemed to be tired all day long, running around everywhere. Zhao's mother was only busy for a moment and found that he was gone.
The people in Mafu also know this Mafuzi.
Therefore, when Ma Fuzi came back, he would always hold a bag full of food with a silly smile and give it to Zhao's mother like a treasure.
Zhao Kuo had just finished washing his face and was about to eat when he saw Li Yu and Ming walking in. Zhao Kuo smiled and asked them to sit in front of him. Li Yu sat down and reminded: "Master Ma Fu, please
Don't forget, your Majesty wants you to pay homage to him..." Zhao Kuo patted his forehead. If Li Yu hadn't said anything, he would have really forgotten. He said, "Then we'll go to Handan after eating!
"
"By the way, I'm going to visit my friends again..." Zhao Kuo said, and then Ming said: "Master, you haven't stipulated detailed taxation for the food and property given by the Lord... I don't dare to do it casually.
"Collect... you see...", Zhao Kuo raised his head, in the Zhao State, taxes refer to the grain, goods and the like that the people should hand in, but the tax is different. The tax is a temporary conscription. For example, in the Zhao State
We are about to go to war and there is not enough food. What should we do? Collect gifts, which are usually war materials, so the word "bei" and "wu" are composed of "bei" and "wu".
But for nobles like Ma Fujun, it has a different meaning. The taxes in Ma Fujun's fiefdom must be paid to the monarch, but the local area also has to provide taxes to support the fiefdom of the fiefdom, that is, Zhao Kuo.
, if Zhao Kuo is willing, he can even recruit multiple talents to support his retainers, private soldiers, etc. In the past, nobles could directly collect taxes, but later, reforms were carried out in various places and began to weaken the nobles.
Remove his private soldiers, and taxes will become taxes.
"The gifts over the years..."
"I have recorded them all and stored them in my house..." Ming said seriously and was about to take out the bamboo slips. Zhao Kuo shook his head and said: "No need to show it to me, I trust you, please
You keep enough for us to eat, and send the rest back to the local area...This tax is very unreasonable in the first place, how can I ask for more food from them?"
"But...if we send it back, what rewards will we give to the guests in the future...and..."
"No problem..." Zhao Kuo said with a smile, and Li Yu on the side also laughed and said: "If you can't feed us, we will go to Dong Chengzi. It is said that there is plenty of meat in his house!
You can eat three meals of meat a day!”
ps: I met a reader unexpectedly. He said that he liked my book very much, but there were a lot of typos. I quickly admitted my mistake and told him that I had been revising and there wouldn’t be too many typos. But he didn’t believe me. He said there were a lot of typos.
Very bad, I opened the pirated website on my mobile phone as I said...
Take a deep breath, I'm a writer, I can't hit people.