Wang Feichen couldn't help but advise, "Madam, if you want to organize a raiding party or elite troops, you can't just consider physical strength..." He thought for a moment to find a more euphemistic adjective before continuing, "the most useless ability."
"Is being strong a useless ability?" Zheng Quchi asked curiously.
"It's not that it's completely useless, but compared to others, it's not the primary advantage that generals value."
Wang Feichen wanted to explain to her that the most important qualities for a soldier are obedience, self-discipline, loyalty, and teamwork, not just who is the strongest.
But then he thought that explaining it to her would be useless. She was neither a soldier nor a general, and she couldn't possibly understand the profound truth contained in just a few words.
Zheng Quchi saw that Wang Feichen was earnestly trying to persuade her to reconsider, clearly indicating that she did not agree with her "casual and one-sided" approach to selecting people.
It seems that Wang Feichen and Huo Ting are truly two different personalities. Wang Feichen appears more casual and carefree, not like someone who would take things seriously or correct mistakes, but in reality, he is a straightforward and honest man who can't keep his thoughts to himself.
Huo Ting, this middle-aged man, looks like an honest and simple uncle, but he is a shrewd person who knows how to handle situations and knows when to advance and retreat appropriately.
It's hard to say which type of person is better. As far as Zheng Quchi is concerned, as long as they don't have bad intentions, they can tolerate differences in their ability to handle things and their different perspectives on issues.
“Lieutenant Wang is right,” Zheng Quchi agreed.
Wang Feichen clearly didn't understand Zheng Quchi. When he heard her say that, he assumed that she had been persuaded by him, so he quickly pressed on while the iron was hot and said, "Then Madam, why don't you tell me your requirements, and I will select some soldiers that you like?"
Zheng Quchi looked at him with her innocent, bright eyes and said decisively, "I want someone strong."
Wang Feichen: "..."
Pfft—Huo Ting, who was listening to the conversation between the two, especially seeing Wang Feichen's current state of collapse, couldn't help but burst into laughter, his mouth so big that his throat was almost visible.
"Hahaha, Lieutenant Wang, we all saw it at the banquet that night. The General's wife is no ordinary woman. She must have her own ideas about who to choose. Don't interfere. Let the lady make her own decision."
Reminded by Huo Tingyi, Wang Feichen also recalled the general's wife he had first met that night.
Although she wasn't dressed as glamorously as the queens, princesses, and noble ladies at the banquet, adorned with jewels, she was undoubtedly the most unforgettable person at the end.
Wang Feichen felt both embarrassed and annoyed by General Huo's laughter. He said, "I just wanted to share the burden of the General's wife, not to interfere with her decision."
At this moment, Zheng Quchi chimed in, "General Huo is exaggerating. When it comes to military strategy, Lieutenant Wang is clearly more knowledgeable than I am. I am more at ease letting him choose for me than I am doing it myself."
As soon as Zheng Quchi opened her mouth, Huo Ting naturally had to consider her feelings and not "bring trouble" to Wang Feichen. Wang Feichen, on the other hand, also took Huo Ting's words to heart.
“If Madam insists on finding strong men, Fei Chen believes that although the garrison soldiers have some advantages, it does not mean that others are unsuitable. Why don’t I select the three hundred strongest men in the army for you, General’s wife?”
Wang Feichen's initiative to volunteer made Zheng Quchi very happy.
Is this for real?
Her eyes lit up immediately, but she added, "Of course, that would be great, but Lieutenant Wang would better be quick. Can you elect three hundred candidates by noon?"
Wang Feichen said confidently, "Please rest assured, Madam, there will be no problem."
After Wang Feichen finished speaking, he went down to the training ground. He summoned all the officers and soldiers who were training. He seemed to have made up his mind in a short time. Without any delay, he ordered the two thousand soldiers who had gathered to form square formations of ten people each, and then spread them out in sixes, neatly arranged.
Then, he had people bring over dozens of exercise equipment.
"The general's wife has come today to select men for the military trials of the six kingdoms. Anyone who is selected will have their salary doubled and will have meat with every meal."
Upon hearing this, the soldiers erupted in excitement, their eyes practically glowing with elation.
"Lieutenant, how do I get selected?"
"Next, I will conduct a test. Anyone who can lift it up will be selected."
Watching this scene from above, Zheng Quchi couldn't help but marvel at how officials knew how to motivate soldiers. For example, they could offer extra pay or meat, which would instantly lift the spirits of these soldiers who were sweating profusely from training.
"Are the soldiers' meals very bad?" Zheng Quchi asked Huo Ting.
I thought that only gold, silver, and promotions could motivate these soldiers to strive for advancement, but I never expected that eating meat could also be considered one of them.
Huo Ting shook his head and sighed, "It's not bad, is it? Compared to the soldiers stationed at the border, I think it's good enough that they can eat their fill, isn't it?"
Zheng Quchi saw the deeper meaning in Huo Ting's eyes when he said this, and it seemed that he also knew about the fact that the Prince of Ye had cut off the food supply to the Changxunpo camp.
"These days, is being able to eat a full meal considered a good thing? Perhaps that's true in Ye Kingdom, but things shouldn't be this bleak," she said calmly.
"Yes, but there's nothing we can do about it."
Zheng Quchi was unaffected by him, and said with a light in her eyes, "There will always be a way."
Huo Ting then looked at Zheng Quchi with a look of satisfaction on his face.
“If that’s what you say, then I, Old Huo, will believe you. We’re all useless now, and we have to rely on you young people. I’ve been holding on for so long, trying my best to make these ragtag soldiers that the powerful and wealthy look down on have a fighting chance, so that things don’t fall into chaos. The regular army has been seized by private power, and even the stragglers and ragtag generals are no match for it.”
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