Chapter 348: A plan within a plan
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"Wuwuwu..."
"Wuwuwu..."
The wind outside the house was like a child crying, or a female ghost chanting.
The kind of crying that was very sad.
It made people's hearts shudder.
The soldiers in the barracks should have been scared and terrified when they heard this sound.
But at this moment, they didn't care at all.
They were listening to a story.
Listening to a young soldier recalling the bitter past and thinking about the sweet future.
The story was very ordinary, just fighting the local tycoon in the village, everyone was allocated food and land, everyone usually farmed together, exercised together, and went to fight when there was something going on, but since he had a field, land and a wife at home, he was willing to go...
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The style of telling the story was that Jiang Feng had been doing this since he led the troops
. It was told all the way from the capital to the border.
Soldiers who had been trained in Jingzhou were selected to give lectures, and at the same time, they were privately given lectures to the smarter young men in the new team.
In a world where no one has the opportunity to read and write, in a world where knowledge is monopolized by the upper class, in a world where knowledge is as precious as private property and is only passed down to one's own family.
Jiang Feng conducted a systematic theoretical education.
He launched an ideological storm and ideological propaganda, and the effect was comparable to that of pyramid schemes.
It directly hit the heart and soul, making people tremble from head to toe.
Everyone was like being injected with chicken blood every day, and they were getting more and more energetic.
They were getting more and more excited.
They reorganized the team and cleansed their minds along the way.
When they arrived at the border, even the old general Meng was shocked.
When did their country have such an army? Could he have been drugged?
It's abnormal to see them all so excited.
In the past, those who came to the border had to kill two or three deserters to scare them away before they could stay.
There's no other way.
It's too hard here.
If you don't kill a few people, people's hearts will be scattered before the battle even starts.
It's normal to be cruel.
Because it has always been like this.
Only through war, every life and death together, fighting together, and fortunately coming back alive, training again and again, can we become firm fighters and comrades, and continue to become stronger.
Death is the most real and effective training.
To train a strong army, the loss rate must be two-thirds.
An army of 10,000 people goes out, and 3,000 people are left. These 3,000 people may be truly called fighters.
General Meng himself came this way.
I have also experienced countless life and death.
Only then did I have the current team.
But the team in front of me has not started the battle yet.
Why do they have such crazy fighting spirit? It's just like those nobles in the city who take powder, not afraid of pain or cold.
But powder is very, very expensive, the price is more than gold, and it is impossible to use it on a large scale.
Secondly, people who really take the powder are useless. They can only use it once or twice, and then they have to continue to use the powder to nourish themselves, otherwise they are no different from crazy, and even have incontinence.
The rich and powerful are too bored. They are addicted to the moment of taking the powder, the burst of clear mind, and try to write poems that will be passed down through the ages. They are addicted to the strong body and strong heartbeat when taking the powder, and they are tireless. They think they have taken elixir and powerful pills, but in fact they are just overdrawing their lives.
The team in front of him seemed to be in a state of collapse, with wild and excited eyes.
There was no sign of lethargy.
They ate the cold and hard coarse steamed buns with relish, and no one complained.
General Meng was a little panicked.
Is this normal?
This is not normal. It
goes against human nature.
They came out thousands of miles away from home to fight against an unknown enemy and could lose their lives at any time, but they could still be so excited, so determined, and so determined.
Were these people under a spell?
General Meng asked his grandson what was going on?
Meng Shaoxia had watched them all the way here and accompanied them all the way here, and it was hard to put it into words.
He was responsible for leading the troops, and Jiang Feng was responsible for ideological work.
Ideological work was not easy to do at the beginning.
But after Jiang Feng demonstrated his powerful martial arts and told everyone that ideological work could also kill people, everyone became much more obedient.
General Meng had previously asked his grandson to go out to avoid disaster and stay away from the princes of the royal family, but now he has gone directly to the royal family to avoid disaster.
The person his grandson married turned out to be Princess Huiyun's granddaughter. Well, they are a family now.
General Meng met Jiang Feng.
Through correspondence with his grandson, he was actually very familiar with Jiang Feng. But
when they actually met, he found something different.
Shao Xia said that his martial arts skills were very high, and he clearly felt that he had made rapid progress, but he always lost every time he fought with his eldest brother-in-law.
And he suspected that the one with the best martial arts in the family was his mother-in-law.
This might be a family inheritance. General Meng was curious about the background of this relative.
Jiang Feng looked quite honest, except for the scar on his forehead, which made him look a little different.
Meng Shaoxia told General Meng about how they led the troops all the way. General Meng was stunned and did not sleep that night. He felt that he was getting old.
He always felt that the world would be ruined without him.
Now he is both disappointed and relieved, because he found that in the future, it may not matter if he is gone, and he is not that important. He is relieved that their country has a strong military force again, and will become stronger in the future.
The situation of the border war is very good.
Although there are casualties.
And a traitor was found.
But the spread of ideas is much faster than the collusion of spies.
The enemies all suspected that the other side was a trap.
Did someone deliberately send them a message to let them fall into the trap? How could there be a group of soldiers who were not afraid of death? They were excited to kill them, and they were still excited when they were injured.
They originally wanted to take advantage of the internal strife in Chu State and reap the benefits.
But unexpectedly, now they feel like they have been deceived.
They were deceived and killed.
Those soldiers were not afraid of death, and they shouted before they died:
"I have no regrets if I die five times in the river!"
"I will fight again in the next life at Mount Li!"
"The Wang family in the capital will not be humiliated!"
One by one, they bravely went forward to kill people, shouting slogans in a mess, and shouting fiercely.
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This time, although Lu Xiang was not there, various accidents still occurred in the supply of food.
Fortunately, He Yushi has made great efforts here, and the He family has been prepared.
The war situation is very good.
But according to the prior agreement.
The letters sent to the capital to report the news are more severe than the last.
And the channels for sending letters are actually controlled by someone.
One by one, the severe letters asking for help were replaced by letters announcing good news.
The seventh prince went to the palace to visit his father.
The ninth prince came soon after.
Then came the good news from the border.
Great joy, great victory!
The emperor on the sickbed had a rosy complexion, as if injected with spiritual vitality, and looked at the good news greedily.
Eunuch Yan came back and took over the position of Eunuch Duan.
He didn't mind the stale smell emanating from the emperor's old body.
The two princes, two filial sons, also stayed by the bed.
They all smelled this strange smell.
It was a foul smell.
There couldn't be any corners of the palace where people couldn't survive.
The floors were wiped clean.
The stench came from their father.
The stink of an old man.
The smell of dying, rotting wood.
"Good, very good!"
"Cough cough cough cough."
The emperor was shaking with coughing.
Eunuch Yan immediately handed over a handkerchief.
He patted the emperor's back with one hand and took the handkerchief with the other, wrapped the emperor's sputum, and put it back on his body.
The seventh prince and the ninth prince both saw the deep red on the handkerchief and saw their father shaking all over.
The ninth prince's eyes were red, and the seventh prince burst into tears.
"Father."
"Father."
The emperor reached out and grabbed the hands of the two children, one on each side.
The emperor reached out and grabbed Xiaoqi's hand. His son's hand was strong, but not warm, but icy cold.
Xiaojiu's hands were warm.
"Tomorrow is New Year's Day. I'm afraid I can't hold on for much longer. Let's have a family dinner tomorrow. Bring all your children here so that I can see them and have no regrets. I have something important to announce." The emperor's hands were shaking as he spoke. The
ninth prince was stunned.
The seventh prince burst into tears.
"Father, I don't want to listen, and I don't want to. I have no ambitions. I just hope that you will look at me more. I don't want anything else, but I hope to be with you all the time."
On the antique shelf in the main hall, the flowers that had been watered to death were replaced with new flowers, which were bright and gorgeous, quietly watching the scene in front of them.
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