warring states careerist

Chapter 546 The Dusk of the Scholars

When the news reached the ears of the scholar, the scholar had already put on the leather armor, wiped the weapon, and even prepared to die.

When the messenger finished speaking, the scholar's expression was dull at first, his eyes widened, and he couldn't believe such an order.

After being sluggish for a long time, the left side of his face twitched a little, not because of anger, but because he hoped that under the sluggishness, he could use his facial muscles to bring out a wild smile as if to show that he didn't care, but the pain in his heart made him even the simplest It's hard to make facial expressions.

After twitching three times like this, his stiff expression finally showed a smile like a bitter melon.

It's out of reach.

After pulling the corner of the mouth upwards, the entire corner of the mouth turned into a crescent moon, and the laughter echoed in the tent.

After laughing for a long time, he suddenly turned around and glanced at his friend who wanted to persuade him, bowed and said, "Don't forget what you entrusted!"

Just as the friend was about to agree, he drew out the copper sword with lightning speed, and the horizontal sword cut his throat suddenly, and he fell to the ground and died.

Blood spurted out, staining the tent red.

The friend next to him didn't cry out or howl in pain, but waited until he fell to the ground, raised his sword and stabbed his heart in the heart, which was still twitching and suffering, to end his pain, and knelt down Smoothing out the man's unclosed eyes, knowing that he could no longer hear, he still said in a very sincere and solemn voice: "I will never forget."

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In the Qi army camp, those soldiers who received the call and gathered to attack the Mohist artillery were not silent.

Occasionally, someone looked up at the distant front and crossed the barracks and smashed a cloud of weeping shells in the army formation, cursing.

A sergeant in his 30s suddenly sighed when the sound of the next cannon bombardment came: "This world is going to end..."

The world he mentioned does not refer to the world composed of thousands of common people in the land of Kyushu.

The world he mentioned is just a rule.

A system in which there is no king in the world, princes have a country, officials have a family, and the entrustment of warriors is enough to farm for them.

This system is only a part of the world, but in their eyes, it is the whole world.

The sound of cannons seemed to be verifying his words, which also attracted more people's approval.

"The decisive victory of the two armies depends on the impact of the soldiers to determine the outcome. In the past, my father followed the lord Falu, and the two armies faced each other. With one effort, the chariots charged, directly smashed the Lu army, and won a complete victory. .”

"But now?"

The speaking soldier lifted his arm covered by the leather armor, revealing a huge wound on his arm, and said with a miserable smile: "A few years ago, I joined the army, and volunteers participated in the battle. The chariots were still assembled, and the bronze cannons on the opposite side It has already hit, and a stone directly smashed through my arm."

"My partner was on the left side of the chariot, rushed to the front of the volunteer army, and was about to draw his bow, when the other side fired a volley of muskets, his head was smashed!"

"Who are those people? They are all peasants, some have only been in the barracks for two or three years, and some have only been trained for a year..."

Amidst the scolding, many middle-aged scholars could not help sighing, feeling a little bit sad about the death of a rabbit and fox.

The sergeant who was the first to say that the world might be doomed, said with a wry smile, "I have been practicing archery with a small bow at home since I was five years old."

"I started learning swords at the age of 12, and I never stopped for eight years."

"In order to be able to shoot the target on the galloping chariot, I have to stand on the chariot for a long time every day, just to be able to keep my hand steady and draw the bow quickly when the chariot is galloping."

"For the crowning ceremony, the white deer skin that I shot and hunted with my own hands was used as a hat. In order to shoot the white deer, I ran into the barren hills without stopping, and was almost eaten by a tiger. In the end, I got the white deer and used it as the crowning ceremony. Crown."

He pointed to the samurai hat on his head, which was made of buckskin.

"Ten years of hard training, what have you got in exchange? In exchange for me, the horse was killed by guns as soon as I hit the bottom. I fell off the chariot and moved forward with my partners, but I was not close enough to Where I used the sword, my partner was smashed to pieces by the sandstone and iron balls sprayed out by those bronze cannons... The one who captured me was actually a slave farmer who once lost his own land!"

Similar stories and similar experiences can always arouse the most resonance, and there are many people who have experienced similar experiences to him.

Under the enfeoffment system, they didn't need to do lowly things. From the time they were born, they lived a life of being supported by "nine farmers' property". All they had to do was to provide military obligations for their feudal lords.

Chariots, drawing bows, fencing, and shocks are the foundation of their lives.

He started learning small bows at the age of five and fencing at the age of 12. After more than ten years of cold and heat, he was able to become a "scholar" after the crown ceremony.

Starting from the lowest rank of corporal, from the right side of the car, the royal hand to the left side of the car, and even becoming a sergeant, I don't know how many fights I have to go through.

But now, a farmer who put down his hoe picked up a musket and trained for half a year. After forming an formation, he could fight against these chariot warriors.

If the gunpowder appeared late, and if the iron armor appeared first, maybe they could give up the chariot and become a heavy cavalry trilogy, but now, they don't even have a chance to switch to a heavy cavalry trilogy.

Up to now, these soldiers who used to be able to dominate a battle, these soldiers who can dominate a battle of more than a hundred people, are going to attack those copper and iron monsters that are emitting white smoke and flames.

Under the gap, it is not only a question of life and death, but also a question of the meaning of existence.

The system of the world has changed, and what they have lost is not only the fiefdom and salary, but also everything they have in this world.

Status, honor, pride of being superior to others, the ability to dominate the outcome, the attention of officials and ministers, the envious eyes of peasants...

Everything, from birth to all life, will undergo earth-shaking changes.

Meat eaters, they are not meat eaters.

Among them, there are many warriors, some gentlemen who abide by the "Rituals of Zhou", some have compassion for the people in the feudal land, and some even have a heart to look forward to the great order of the world.

But these cannot prevent them from subverting the fate of all cherished things under the tide of the times.

The thick smoke from the Sishang Iron Mine destroyed their fiefdom and public land system; the rumble of cannons destroyed the impact of their pride in deciding the outcome of the battlefield; The fiefdom doctor can fight against the fiefdom wall of the monarch; the sound of ping-pong volleys destroyed their swordsmanship that they had practiced hard for more than ten years;

When all these are destroyed, their glory, their value, their meaning will be wiped out.

And when all these are destroyed, some people will step on their corpses and say disdainfully: You are not in line with the will of heaven and the productivity at this time, so you should perish.

It is not the destruction of the body, but after the system changes, even if they are still alive, are they still "scholars"?

When a person's identity changes completely, what's the difference from a baby?
When they are no longer, they are also like a new life, naked and living in the new world like others, but this new life is forced.

Now, this sense of urgency has made them feel the coolness of autumn and the coldness of winter.

After the silence brought by the sound of gunfire again, one person suddenly sighed: "In the past, the Zhou Gong system was the time when the emperor's authority was at its peak. At that time, since he was a saint, he should have stipulated that there should be no iron tools for farming, no gunpowder and muskets. Those who give five punishments, the world will not change..."

In fact, the world has already changed.

The world has already changed since the king of Chu aspired to the throne, Zheng Bo shot the emperor, Jin Wen invited the emperor to hunt in the fields, and even the three families were divided into Jin and the Tian family replaced Qi.

But even if this is a change, as long as the iron oxen and gunpowder are produced, their "world" remains unchanged, and they still need to entrust warriors.

The world in their eyes is not the world in which all orders come from the emperor in Zhongni's eyes;

Facing the fantasy of Zhougong rituals in the past, some people sighed: "It's not fair. I have practiced hard for 20 years, but in the end I have to face only a farmer who has been practicing for a year with a gun."

"Such an unfair world is the way to perish!"

Amidst the approval of the crowd, none of the farmers told them: It is unfair for us to cultivate for you and let you take off-duty training, but it has existed for thousands of years without dying?

Because the farmer can't stand here, he is not qualified to talk to them, so he can only wait silently for someone to shout that this sentence is unfair.

Everyone is a scholar, so they feel unfair.

But in the end, someone muttered: "The Mohists have a theory of nine levels of paradise. They said that before the appearance of ironware, oxen, plowing and gunpowder, the rituals of Zhou were in line with the paradise of the times and could bring great benefits to the world. Now that times have changed, I am afraid that Duke Zhou will come back. ..."

A person next to him immediately scolded: "Shut up! Don't you hear that attacking heresy is harming you! Can such heresy be learned?"

"According to what they said, if there were no iron utensils, oxen and gunpowder, the rituals of Zhou would be in the interest of the world. Then, they shouted that they want to benefit the world, why would they make these things? Without these things, the world can be ruled. !"

"You have to figure it out, it was they who made the iron tools, oxen, farming gunpowder and other things first, and then they wanted to make the world chaotic and change. If they didn't make it, how could the world be in chaos?"

"Besides, a gentleman refers to righteousness, and a villain refers to profit. They only talk about the sum of wealth in the world, and wealth is profit, and they only look at profit. Aren't they just villains? The Mohists are all villains, and they want everyone in the world to become villains! "

After reprimanding the man's remarks, the scholar threw the warrior's fur cap on the ground fiercely, drew his sword and shouted: "Today's battle is not for me, but for the world! There's no end to chaos!"

"Today's battle is not a battle between Qi and Sishang, but a battle between a gentleman and a villain!"

"The rise and fall of the world is the responsibility of the kings!"

"If the heresy is not eradicated, the world will continue to be chaotic!"

After shouting, all the soldiers shouted, and the man jumped out of the barracks with his sword first, and rushed towards the artillery between the infantry phalanx of the righteous division.

"For the prosperity of the world, eliminate heresies!"

"Attack! Heresy!"

(End of this chapter)