I, Zhu Youjian: the first prodigal son of the Ming Dynasty

Chapter 111 The Seed of Rebellion

Mao Yuanyi's talk on paper allowed an army of refugees with only brutal combat power to get the most direct field training for guerrilla warfare.

In just over a month, Hong Chengchou was beaten dizzy and exhausted, and the number of [-] elite casualties was not large...

However, I can't bear the three-day rout.

In Huayin, Changwu, Qianxian, Lintong and other places, the [-] troops were led by the nose by the rebel army commanded by Mao Yuanyi, running around, just breathed a sigh of relief, and suddenly they were bitten!
That's all for the general, anyway, he has food and drink, and by the way, he can kill some ordinary people to pretend to be military exploits, but the soldiers can't bear it.

Fighting against the rebels is too useless.

After a month, it is estimated that it can be shortened by half an inch!
The soldiers were exhausted, and as soon as they heard the gunshots and many people screamed, they would fall to the ground and pretend to be dead for an hour or two.

Then, take the time to slip away.

As a result, Hong Chengchou's 2 elite soldiers dispersed more than [-] before they fought much...

……

While Mao Yuanyi was training soldiers, he was actually training himself.

Strategies and tactics, carefully crafted.

Sixteen-character policy, savor carefully!

The more you think about it, the more flavorful it becomes, just like those gluttonous girls who hide under the covers in the middle of the night and secretly eat spicy chips...

Tsk, chewy!

"When the enemy advances, we retreat; when the enemy camps, we harass; when the enemy is tired, we attack; when the enemy retreats, we pursue."

"Long live, you are so old!"

……

Mao Yuanyi didn't know that, in order to rebel, Zhu Youjian, the idiot emperor, still made full preparations.

He spent a few days and nights of work to sort out what he knew and thought into a book, and after having a long talk with Mao Yuanyi, he brought out all the "unique skills" he had kept under wraps.

It must be explained thoroughly.

Because, fundamentally speaking, Mao Yuanyi is actually a wealthy family, but his spirit is too high and he is depressed.

Such a rare genius cannot be restrained by the conventional "ideology of loyalty to the emperor".

In troubled times, the emperor is nothing!

According to some idle books of later generations, after the original Emperor Chongzhen Emperor Zhu Youjian "the king died in Sheji", some scholars who kept saying that they wanted to be loyal to the emperor stepped over the body of "Long Live Lord" without changing their expressions, and got a petty official from the thief Li Zicheng. Riding a donkey through the streets to praise officials!

Therefore, after careful consideration of Mao Yuanyi's thought transformation, he sacrificed the innate spiritual treasure of "family and country feelings"...

I have to say, this trick works!

Mao Yuanyi limped on the spot with the words 'rescue the talents of the world' and 'save the people from fire and water'.

This is the seed of rebellion.

Once buried, it will take root and grow vigorously.

And it showed a tendency of sparking a prairie fire.

As a result, Mao Yuanyi's generals, guerrillas, sentry officers, and even most of the soldiers gradually began to break away from low-level interests...

……

"Marshal, after the field training is over, shouldn't we have a bowl of steamed mutton?"

On this day, the generals who had just won a battle gathered together, gnawed on the pot helmet, and listened to Mao Yuanyi explain the true meaning of "the tiller has his land", and someone couldn't help asking.

There is no way, some statements made by the idiot emperor Zhu Youjian are too high for these poor leaders of the rebel army.

When I think that there are still so many ordinary people in the world, living in dire straits, exhausted to death, but unable to eat a pot helmet, these people feel very worried.

"Yes, Commander, take Xi'an Mansion first, and distribute the grain and land of those landlords and rich people to the common people first!"

"Yes, I know that Zhao Facai in Nanmen Street has ten thousand hectares of fertile land, a herd of mules and horses, and there are 28 young wives alone. He is simply inhuman!"

"Yes, yes, it's all divided!"

"..."

Mao Yuanyi scolded with a smile: "Why, even his little wife?"

The generals laughed.

"When I say that the tiller has his land, I don't mean simply smashing and grabbing points, but trying to find a way for everyone to have a way to survive.

Of course, the kind of really bad counselors still have to be killed.

Moreover, we must cut the weeds and eradicate the roots, destroy the bones and raise ashes, without leaving any hidden dangers!

But for the vast majority of people, living is just a matter of two acres of land and one room. If you can keep people alive, try to keep everyone alive.

So, we must do a good job of research..."

"Marshal, what is dropping salt?" A senior officer asked puzzledly, "Should I drop the salt on the ground and let the wives of landlords and wealthy wives pick it up?"

Mao Yuanyi: "..."

There are too many new terms for Long Live Lord, and my heart is so tired.

"Research...Actually, these are two words, specifically, investigation and research."

Mao Yuanyi smiled and said: "For example, if we are going to Xi'an Mansion to make mutton steamed buns, should we send someone to the city first to find out for us, whose mutton steamed buns are delicious?

Which one has a large quantity, and whose one is adulterated and sold as dog meat?
The same is true for dealing with those old rich landlords. "

All the generals nodded and understood.

Isn't this just to marry a daughter-in-law, first find those who have daughters, squat quietly for a few days, and find a way to get close to the big black dog of the acquaintance...

Thinking of his pride, one of the generals couldn't help laughing out loud.

"Why, did General Wang Yunyan realize something?" Mao Yuanyi asked softly, "What did you realize, why don't you tell me so that everyone can take a look at it?"

The general named Wang Yunyan was 37 years old and not yet married. He had been serving as a soldier since he was 17 and had been stationed in Ningxia Town for nearly 20 years. He was considered a veteran of the Ming Dynasty.

With a swarthy face and a full beard, he looked like an honest man.

"Marshal, it suddenly occurred to the general at the end, isn't the research you mentioned just to find a wife for a blind date?

Feed her family's big black dog well first, and climb over the wall in the middle of the night, so as not to be noticed by her father..."

Before Wang Yunyan finished speaking, all the generals roared with laughter.

Even Mao Yuanyi was slightly taken aback, couldn't help but burst into tears, pointed at Wang Yunyan's nose and scolded: "Listen, is this still a human word?
You, are you going crazy thinking about your daughter-in-law? "

With a shy face, Wang Yunyan stretched out her hand and scratched the back of her head, and said with a silly smile, "What I said is true, last time...you see, the injury on my leg from being bitten by a dog!"

As he spoke, he straightened up his trouser legs, revealing a rather obvious scar.

Mao Yuanyi smiled for a while, and said seriously: "Actually, what you said really makes sense!
When we go to investigate the enemy's situation, we can't just go in and ask if they are local tyrants and evil gentry?
It is a good way to feed his dog.

Many times, in order to solve a problem, one should not be too straightforward, and one needs to change the method, which may really have a miraculous effect. "

"For example, our next step of training is to throw out all the sentinels and above, and find out the details of the entire Xi'an Mansion, so we can start the banquet."

Hearing the words, all the generals jumped up, bowed and cupped their fists, and said in unison: "Commander, please give me an order!"

Mao Yuanyi nodded, took out a map, and started to 'talk on paper' again.

"In the next stage of training, all generals above the sentinel level will enter the enemy's rear, gather intelligence, and gain an in-depth understanding of the people's sentiments and aspirations.

If the time is right, launch a public opinion offensive and unite all forces that can be united! "

"Yes, handsome!"

The generals responded with a bang.

"Marshal...well, what do you mean by public opinion offensive?" Wang Yunyan is an honest person, and she just asks for advice if she doesn't understand anything.

"Uh... this public opinion campaign is just... nursery rhymes, do you know?" Mao Yuanyi coughed lightly and asked.

Yet another new term.

"Nursery rhymes? Marshal, I understand!" Wang Yunyan's eyes lit up suddenly, and she said with a naive smile, "Isn't it just making rumors? This, I understand!"

Mao Yuanyi: "..."

Do you really understand?

(End of this chapter)