My son, Fusu, please abdicate the first emperor!

Chapter 465 Sun Tzu’s Art of War
Li Xin's eyes suddenly lit up again.

Suddenly he felt that God still favored him.

He must work hard to win this battle! When he goes back this time, what awaits him is more than just being a general and a marquis. Maybe, with the crown prince’s trust and love for me, the crown prince will say a few nice words for me in front of the king, and I can also be the king of Chu. King Yan.

Li Xinxin was thinking about it.

"General, the rain has stopped."

Li Xin and the captains came out.

The rain had just stopped at night, and the surroundings were dark, with the occasional sound of frogs heard.

Suddenly a strong wind blew, and the soldiers organized themselves to take shelter from the rain and rest.

Li Xin looked at the misty sky, with the black clouds billowing above. The big plate occasionally revealed her unique side, but it was hidden, but never fully revealed.

There was silence in the surrounding bamboo forest, and the drizzle was falling on the leaves, making it very peaceful.

Therefore, Fusu himself has to study hard and practice hard, and never slack off.

Because of Meng Tian, ​​Jing was now promoted to a hundred generals.

He patrolled the camp at night, but due to his rank and interests, he could only patrol around the camps of the prince and senior Qin generals, and could not get close.

The ministers in the court, whether they are greedy for power or sacrificing themselves for the public good, their work and knowledge are first-class in the world.

"only."

There are three rivers above Xincai. Above these three rivers is Chengfu, an important place in Chu State!
It rains in Xincai, but the night sky is clear in Chengfu.

"Those who speak earnestly and earnestly, and speak slowly to others, will lose their audience."

Li Xin's army is not far from Xincai.

When he saw this sentence, Fusu was very puzzled, "Then why has Xiang Yan not separated people's hearts for so long? Unless he abandoned himself and thought about the Chu army wholeheartedly."

It's just that Fusu's tent is very easy to identify.

Suddenly, light footsteps sounded outside the door.

In this way, the ten thousand Qin troops all fell asleep collectively, as if they were hibernating into winter.

Also because they followed Li Xin along the way, the soldiers were already exhausted. As soon as the order to rest came, the soldiers immediately fell into a deep sleep as soon as they touched the ground.

"After it rained tonight, it will definitely not be so hot tomorrow. At noon tomorrow, let the soldiers take the time to eat and rest. We will attack Xincai tomorrow."

The moon and stars are sparse, the cicadas are chirping noisily, the wind is blowing in the woods, and Fusu is wearing dark clothes and reading in the military tent.

"He is indeed a rare general. It's a pity that he was born at the wrong time. If he had been born a few decades earlier, he would have been able to turn things around. What's wrong with Qin in the world now?"

This means that when enemy troops gather together and whisper in private, their generals are unpopular.

Moreover, when fighting in the army, eating, drinking, having fun, etc. have a bad influence, so I can only study. It is also good to take advantage of this opportunity to enrich myself.

Coincidentally, what Fusu was reading today was Sun Tzu's Art of War - March. .

It's really... it's too hard to wait for the opportunity to fight.

Thinking of this, Fusu suddenly had a little more admiration for Xiang Yan on the other side.

At night, almost all tents had their oil lamps extinguished.

Only Fusu's tent can light up for a whole night.

In this era, lamps and candles were very rare and expensive tools. Burning a lamp means burning money.

The whole military camp asked who could be so rich and burn money day after day, wouldn't it be their prince?

After staring at the camp carefully for a long time, he had determined the position of the supreme commander of the army. However, the prince's tent looked ordinary, with only two guards in front of the door.

But around him, elite Tiger Guards patrolled the camp from time to time.

These elite tiger guards stopped Jing from approaching, and of course also stopped others who wanted to get close to the prince.

After Jing became the captain's staff, he learned some inside stories.

Although the prince said that he should select talents, the aristocratic family would strictly control the flow of talents around the prince.

For things like patrolling the camp, those who can guard the prince are basically all from Xianyang. If we investigate further, almost all of them are related to relatives of the powerful people in the dynasty.

At first, some people may have fantasies, thinking that they can squeeze into this circle even if they work hard, but time is a good thing and will break your self-deception.

The reality is more cruel and absurd than imagined.

Either you become the tentacle of a powerful family, or you stand proudly far away from power.

Unless, you can meet a noble person. The kind of person who is willing to sacrifice his own interests for the sake of the world and recommend talented people to those in power.

But such noble people are rarer than rare.

Jing wanted to join the prince. Because the prince's first words changed the fate of soldiers with the same origin as him.

Jing has always believed that if there really is such a noble person in this world. The prince must be one of them.

Jing hopes that he can do his best to help the prince and let the prince realize his ideal of governing the world.

Although he is not capable enough now and does not know enough words, sooner or later he will work hard enough to stand by the prince's side.

Jing led his soldiers to patrol back and forth around Fusu's tent, just to silently guard this man from a distance.

Coincidentally, many people were awake tonight.

In the city's father's city, this Yan can't sleep either.

Fu Su was studying the Art of War, and Xiang Yan was also studying the Art of War. He hoped that using the bamboo slips, he could ask the sage Sun Wu for advice on a good way to crack the mind-attacking technique of Prince Qin.

If it is a classic, it must be passed down for hundreds of generations, and it must be read and updated frequently.

Sun Tzu's Art of War has become a must-read classic for military strategists.

Xiang Yan was almost flipping through the same book as Fusu. It turned out that this method was really useful.

Xiang Yan was flipping through the pages and saw a sentence.

He squinted his eyes, and when he read this sentence, he first felt sorry for himself and the Chu people, and then he had to admire Fusu on the other side.

Sun Tzu said in The Art of War - Military Struggle Chapter, "To subjugate an enemy's troops instead of fighting; to overthrow an enemy's city rather than attack it; to destroy an enemy's country rather than to perpetuate it."

I mean. A person who is good at using troops can subdue the enemy's army without fighting, seize the enemy's castle without attacking, and destroy the enemy's country without protracted attacks.

To sum it up, it’s actually just eight words.

Attacking the city is the next step, attacking the heart is the top step.

But when Xiang Yan saw this sentence, she couldn't help but think about it.

He seemed to have discovered some important clues.

"The strength of the Qin people is almost twice that of our Chu army. But why does the prince of Qin have to spend so much time?"

"Prince Qin is a man who is good at using the art of war. He knows how to attack the heart first. Since he knows how to attack the heart first, he must be very cautious. If I were him, I would have an army of 600,000 in my hands, and the enemy would have 400,000. Soldiers and horses. I must pretend to be very frightened and weak to attract opponents to attack me."

"I will hide the soldiers in a dark place and let them come out at the right time to give the opponent a full blow."

(End of this chapter)