warring states careerist

Chapter 545 The Dusk of the Scholars

The angry warrior held his sword horizontally in front of him, held it in both hands, stretched his neck like a proud swan, and made a look like he was eager to kill.

The veins on the neck burst out, and the pulsating blood vessels touched the blue copper sword. What flowed in it was not blood, but the pride of scholars.

The doctor of Pingyin remained silent, and the scholar said again: "I used to join you in order to earn a living in the market, and I became a sergeant a few years later. I plan for you in today's battle, don't others Can you think of a better way?"

"Do you think that La Zhishi will only arrange such an formation? He is responding on the fly. If you don't stand behind the water but divide the army, will he still arrange it like this?"

"The matter has come to this, you don't ask how to deal with it, but regret the things that can't be changed. Is this the tolerance that a nobleman should have?"

"It's like a beast that breaks its arms and legs. Instead of thinking about how to hunt after breaking its arms and legs, it lies there and regrets, saying that I would have been more careful if I knew it earlier! Have you ever seen such a beast? If you can think like this, just It could be a fly, a mouse, or an insect, but it will definitely not be a tiger, leopard, wolf!"

Some fierce words made Dr. Pingyin angry, but it hindered his reputation as a good caregiver. Looking at the sword that was close at hand, he finally remained indifferent.

The most important thing is that the matter has come to this point, and now the rest of the people really have no plans.

After a long silence, Doctor Pingyin finally said, "It's my fault, sir, calm down."

After repeating this, the scholar gave a long sigh, took back his sword and said, "Now, there is only one method. There are people in Qi who are good at martial arts, and you organize them into a battalion. And there are also those who are entrusted with enough salary to farm for them. Good at fencing."

"The ancients said that a soldier without a chariot is still a soldier, and a soldier has four horses as a soldier."

"Scholars are brave, far better than peasants and soldiers. The entrustment of doctors and scholars should also be used at this time."

"The current strategy is to select warriors, and when the Mohist's bronze cannons have not been deployed, they will attack the front of the Mohist formation and destroy those bronze cannons with all their might."

"The strategy of standing against the water was planned by me for you, so please let me lead the fighters and enfeoffers, and I will repay you by daring to die."

Doctor Pingyin's heart moved. He estimated that the strategy of the Mo family was to advance slowly and squeeze the space of his own army camp.

This artillery is the biggest reliance of the Mo family's strategy. If they can destroy the artillery in front of the Mo family's formation, and form an formation to defend themselves, as long as they fight hard, they will be considered victorious if they last until five days.

He did regret it just now, but when the scholar said it, he also understood that what he regretted was meaningless.

Not to mention that the space required for the deployment of field chariots will disperse the defense force, making it easier for the Mohists to break through. The fact that the scholar said that the Mohism doesn't just line up like this is enough. Let him feel ashamed.

Although this proud scholar has ruined his face, now he wants to lead a surprise attack. Once he succeeds, it will be much easier to defend.

This is also a solution.

Now that he had a solution, Doctor Pingyin returned to his original "elegance" of aristocrats, bowed and said, "That's it, sir!"

The scholar nodded, accepted the gift calmly, and turned around to prepare.

In the military tent, the scholar put on leather armor, added another layer, and hung his sword at his waist.

His friend was helping him put on the leather armor on his back. The friend sighed and said, "Even if this matter can be won, you will die too. The Mohist infantry is behind the artillery. The warrior is reduced to dust. Once the gunpowder is released, there will be no other warrior in the world.”

The scholar raised his head and laughed loudly: "Don't I know? This time I am determined to die."

"In the past when Yu Rang assassinated Zhao, he once said that a scholar dies for a confidant, and a woman is for a person who pleases her. The doctor is not my confidant. If he is in the market, what he said today, I will definitely kill him with blood splashing five steps. "

"It's just... I used to be a nursing mother, and I devoted myself to him. I got all my food and clothing. I can't repay him. I can only answer with my life."

"Isn't he talking about me when he regretted what he said today? The countermeasures I can come up with are just like this."

"After today, I will no longer have any sympathy with him. But before today, I have to fight to the death to repay everything I owe him."

"Today...whether I die or not, I am free."

"I have paid off what I owed. What I said today is enough to show that this person is not my confidant. Under such a hand, I am like a bird in a cage. If I can die to be free, I would rather die !"

The friend knew that this was the principle of a scholar, so far, he could not persuade him to change his mind.

When he was tightening the harness on those leather armors with his fingers, he said in his mouth: "There is a theory of righteousness, great righteousness and small righteousness. Haven't you heard of such a truth?"

The scholar turned his head, glanced at his friend, understood what he meant, but shook his head.

The friend said: "In the past, Nie Zheng was congratulated by Yan Zhongzi's hundred gold. Later, Yan Zhongzi was tired of killing heroes, but just in time for the battle of Lushui, he rejected Yan Zhongzi and went to Peiyi to help his friend."

"Returning from Peiyi, Yan Zhongzi came again, but he entered Qin alone, assassinated Qin Jun and the banks of the Wei River, and sacrificed He Bo for Qin Jueren's bad habit."

Nie Zheng is a scholar, and he is not a bloodline scholar who is enfeoffed, but a new type of scholar who has emerged in the market. The example my friend gave is very appropriate.

But the scholar said: "Firstly, Yan Zhongzi was just congratulating Nie Zheng with a hundred gold, but Gong Zaoye and Nie Zheng were close friends, both of them asked for the same thing, and Nie Zheng went to help Gong Zaoye, which is only natural."

"Secondly, before Nie Zheng entered Qin, Mr. Qin and Nie Zheng's daughter, Nie Zheng returned all of it to Yan Zhongzi, ten times. That's why he entered Qin."

"I am a human being, and if someone favors me, I will return the rice! I devoted myself to Doctor Pingyin for my old mother, and I have done some things for him for many years, but it is not enough to repay ten times."

"Today's matter, the strategy of standing up against the water can pay back seven times. If you send fighters to attack the Mohist artillery, you can pay back three times. If you can't succeed, you can pay back three times. I can only pay my life back. give him."

"I didn't die for my confidant, I just died for my debt."

"If I were free again, I would have gone to Surabaya long ago. It's a pity that I can't see those influential figures from peasants, businessmen and businessmen in Sishang. If I can associate with them, it will be a great joy in life, and I will never return if I am not drunk."

A longing look appeared on his face, his eyes looked into the distance, he seemed to be drunk, and he was savoring the pleasure of talking with his confidant.

But he knew that this was a luxury.

Today, he knows that there are only two ways.

or die.

Or, lead those fighters to destroy the artillery before the artillery of the Mo family.

There is no third possibility.

If captured, even though he has already felt that there are many heroes around him, even if he is sure that there is a place where he can find his confidant, he will still choose to commit suicide.

Because only in this way can he be in harmony with his own heart, and his words and deeds can be consistent.

Otherwise, he will have to bear what he cannot bear: he has done his best to achieve this step, and in the eyes of others, it may be enough to repay everything that Doctor Pingyin gave him.

But he can't pass the test in his heart, he will feel that he has not finished it.

The saddest thing, after all, is the hurdle in my heart.

Not for anything else, just because he considers himself a scholar, a proud scholar.

Not that kind of bloodline taxi, but that kind of taxi that conforms to a certain code of conduct.

When he finished putting on the leather armor and was about to step out of the camp, he suddenly turned around and asked his friend.

"Even if I can destroy the cannons of the Mo family with fighters, the Mo family will still win in the end. I have a request."

The friend hurriedly said, "Please tell me."

The scholar said: "Please must live on."

"If you have a chance, please ask someone from the Mo family. It would be best if you can find the right answer."

"Just ask him, if Doctor Pingyin didn't abandon those chariots, but chose a looser formation, would he still respond like this?"

"I know, he must have other countermeasures."

"If he says there are other countermeasures, please go to Doctor Pingyin and tell Doctor Pingyin what he said in front of everyone. Tell him that he insulted him today, and tell others that he is a worthless person. A man with no plans...if Doctor Pingyin is still alive after this battle."

The friend bowed deeply and said, "Did you disobey your orders? Please don't worry, if you are unlucky, I will definitely say these words in front of everyone even if Doctor Pingyin is angry and wants to kill me. "

The two bowed to each other again, the friend watched the scholar leave, heaved a long sigh, and said silently: "Let's go..."

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Next to Dr. Pingyin, a scholar said: "That man's strategy is a good strategy. But if he is to lead the fighters, it is not a wise person's decision."

Doctor Pingyin frowned and said, "Why did you say that?"

The man said: "Didn't you hear that Hua Yuan and Yang were talking about things before Song Zheng, the big thorn?"

Upon hearing this, Doctor Pingyin couldn't help but frowned more tightly, and said, "You mean, he might surrender to the enemy before the battle?"

The man did not answer, but said: "In the past, Yang Chu was the coachman of Dr. Song Hua Yuan. Isn't this relationship closer than your relationship with him?"

"Song and Zheng fought in Daji. Hua Yuan killed sheep to reward soldiers, but Yang Chu was forgotten and never got meat soup."

"At the next day's battle, Yang Zhen thought he had been insulted, and when he was driving, he drove the carriage directly to Song's square formation, and directly sent Hua Yuan into Zheng's formation."

"Yang Zhu said, it's up to you to kill the sheep and divide them up last night. It's up to me to drive a car today! This is to avenge the insult last night."

Doctor Pingyin was silent, and the man said again: "Your words today made him feel insulted in front of everyone, just like the sheep who didn't eat mutton and mutton soup back then."

"But now, he is full of resentment and dissatisfaction, but you let him command the fighters to attack the enemy's formation. I'm afraid that he will directly turn against the Mohists when he arrives in front of the Mohist formation, or directly send the elite soldiers to the Mohist gunpoints." .”

"You have to know that his strategy is the only way to win for five to ten days, and those fighters and enfeoffers are also the only ones who can implement this method."

"If they are buried, then there is really no chance of winning, so you can't be careless."

Doctor Pingyin clapped his hands and said, "It's not what you said, the big thing is over! Send the order quickly, don't let him lead the attack!"

(End of this chapter)