Three Kingdoms: The opening incorporates Li Cunxiao

Chapter 558 The Mercy of Martial Arts: Kill to stop killing, fight to stop war

"Miss Daoyun, you are here."

Xie Daoyun raised his hand gently: "Uncle Fu, Youdu has been coming to the house these days to make troubles and trouble my uncle. The tea is the newly picked green tea in the house. I specially brought it to teach my uncle to taste it."

"Miss, you are interested." The old servant smiled and led the way. When he arrived at a separate pavilion, he did not directly lead Xie Daoyun in, but bowed his hand to him: "Miss, please wait a moment, and the old servant will go in and send a message."

Xie Daoyun stopped, slightly surprised.

Xie An loved the younger members of his clan the most, and there was no red tape at all in his house. When she comes here on weekdays, it's like going back to her own home.

How can I need a pass-through when I want to enter in my own home?

Something is fishy.

When Xie Daoyun was thinking wildly, he saw Xie Xuan sitting in a small pavilion in the courtyard through the gap in the door, holding a book, and a man he had never seen before lightly hit him on the head with a book.

Uncle Xie An sat beside him and smiled.

And her younger brother, who had always been conceited, not only didn't look angry at all, but was still talking about something with a lowered eyebrow.

Xie Daoyun rubbed his eyes, thinking he was dazzled. When he wanted to take a closer look, the small door of the pavilion was already closed.

"Master, Miss Daoyun is here."

Xie applauded and smiled, and raised his hands to Zhang Wugong: "Jin Wugong, my niece has been smart since she was a child, and has a free and romantic temperament that is not inferior to her masculinity. If you are angry because of your stupidity at a young age, why don't you come in and take a look?"

Xie Xuanlian breathed a sigh of relief.

Zhang Wu's talk of war was too high-spirited.

He originally thought that his understanding of the art of war was enough, and he never thought that the art of war explained by Zhang Wu was simply a magic modification.

However, every sentence sounds harsh, but when I think about it carefully, I still think it makes sense.

Just like we just talked about the Battle of Changping.

Xie Xuan just said, "Bai Qi's methods are ruthless, and excessive killing will harm Tianhe."

As a result, he was severely criticized by Zhang Wu, saying that he was 'using Confucianism to control soldiers, which is beyond stupidity'. He is said to be a 'thinking fool who follows what others say'.

Xie Xuan is also aggrieved.

He wasn't the first to say this, but he was the one who got beaten and scolded.
Zhang Wu straightened his clothes and robes and sat down again: "I'm going to Anshi."

After a while, Xie Daoyun entered. After saluting Xie An first, he was stunned when he turned to the young man who was sitting upright.

In her image, her uncle should be the most famous official in the world today.

When ordinary people come to visit, they will always show the courtesy of a junior and sit with them at the end of the table.

How can there be such a reason to dominate the guest?

And this man looks so young
Xie An introduced with a smile: "Dao Yun, this is King Wu of the Wei and Jin Dynasties. Come and greet me quickly."

Wei Dynasty
King Wu of Jin? ?

Xie Daoyun suddenly felt that his brain was not working hard enough. He stood in a daze, not knowing how to open his mouth for a moment.

Zhang Wu looked at this famous talented woman from the Eastern Jin Dynasty with interest.

His most intuitive image of Xie Daoyun is "Not as if catkins are blowing in the wind" in Chinese textbooks of later generations.

I saw this woman's slender figure, her muscles were like condensed fat, her bright eyebrows and bright eyes were like a hibiscus in full bloom, and the delicate ones looked like lotus flowers emerging from the water.

She was like a beloved child loved by God. Beautiful appearance, high talent, noble birth.

At the same time, the idiot who said, "Sprinkling salt in the air can make a big difference" was hiding and snickering.

"Sister, don't be stunned. If you don't admire Lord Jin Wu the most, why would you stop talking when you see him alive?"

"Ah?" Xie Daoyun gave Xie Xuan a hard look, then came back to his senses and bowed to Zhang Wu Yingying: "Xie Daoyun, the little girl, has met Jin Wu."

Zhang Wu took the air and pointed casually: "You're welcome, sit down."

"Thank you."

After sending the talented girl away, Zhang Wu continued to criticize Xie Xuan: "Let me ask you, what is Gongsun good at?"

"Lead the enemy out of the city, gather them together and annihilate them."

"Let me ask you again, if you were Gongsun and faced 400,000 enemy soldiers, how should you deal with it?"

"Surround them, surrender them, and use them for your own use."

"Bah, it's just you? It sounds like the words of a fool who has never been on the battlefield. Not to mention whether you have the ability to surrender Zhao soldiers, do you know how much food and grass are consumed by 400,000 people every day?"

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"Whenever we go on an expedition, the amount of food and grass and baggage is determined. The Zhao people used the Qin people's food and grass, so why not let the Qin people starve to death? The two families are at the critical moment of the war. If the camp roars, the good situation will be ruined in an instant, and the offensive and defensive positions will change. Just for a moment. Is this your decision as a military commander? "

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"This is what I am teaching you today, 'Compassion does not control soldiers, justice does not control wealth.' To be a famous general in the world, you must first have the consciousness to carry the world on your shoulders. It is ordinary to be criticized by thousands of people and be infamy for eternity. . If you find it difficult to face this, don't think about joining the army and just study with your uncle."

Listening to this, Zhang Wu agreed with Gongsun's plan to kill 400,000 Zhao soldiers. Even if faced with the same situation, Zhang Wu himself would not hesitate to imitate Gongsun.

Turning to look at his uncle Xie An, the uncle who always valued Wang Huaren's clothes was actually nodding.

Xie Xuanru was struck by lightning.

He longs for the battlefield.

What he learned since childhood was military strategy.

But he never knew that the battlefield could be so cruel.

Just listening to it felt like being in a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, with blood rushing towards my face.

Is he really so prepared?
"Master Jin Wu, Xuan doesn't understand, is it true that the only thing on the battlefield is to win at any cost? Is human life really so despicable to a general?"

"Then it depends on what standpoint you are speaking from."

"Please ask Mr. Jin Wu to clarify my doubts."

Zhang Wu stopped playing with the cup in his hand.

Lift the cup and drink the wine in one gulp.

When the cup was thrown onto the table, the cup made of bronze fell apart in just an instant.

A faint voice came from his mouth: "If you are faced with a powerful enemy, and you have to rely on your fellow citizens, you can only be strong and critical, kill to stop killing, and fight to stop war."

"As far as I am concerned, for anyone who hates bandits, killing one person is killing, killing ten thousand or millions of people is killing. Only by killing them all will my brothers and sisters in the army not continue to suffer."

"This is my kindness."

(End of this chapter)