Prodigal Son of the Ming Dynasty

  Chapter 1131 Make Contributions Today

  Young people are born without fear.

  The abbreviation is Xiongzi.

   Just like when Fang Jifan was a child.

  So...no matter what they do, they will always be understood.

  They're... still kids.

  At least, at this moment, I learned that the situation has changed suddenly.

  I have become a **** or bait in the hands of others.

  Although there are some small sadness.

   After all, this chess player is his father...or uncle.

  But... soon, these children became excited again.

  Xu Pengju screamed excitedly.

  He wished he could get on his horse immediately, like his father and grandfather, and kill those rebels with the copycats.

   Instead, it was the soldiers, who seemed a little panicked.

  Most people have no experience on the battlefield.

  Zhu Zaimo only pondered for a moment.

  He sternly said: "Take the map, everyone, gather here."

  The map collapsed directly on the ground.

   This map is huge and made of sheepskin. Zhu Zaimo stepped on the map with a long stick in his hand.

  The boys and soldiers stepped forward one after another.

Zhu Zaimo said: "If someone is really attacking us, and it really is the Daiwang's guards, since he wants to attack by surprise, he will never dare to make a big disturbance, and...these people must be Daiwang's confidantes, since they are confidants, There won't be too many people, at most... there won't be five hundred people."

  Everyone nodded.

  Especially these teenagers.

  After all, listening to their fathers and grandparents bragging, and getting along with old soldiers day and night, they have far more military knowledge than ordinary people.

  In this era, information is very important.

After all, this era is not a time of knowledge explosion, nor is it an ordinary person. As long as you want to know any knowledge, you only need to search the Internet to find the answer, although sometimes, you can find more is an advertisement.

   But for people in this era, it is completely different, because limited by traffic conditions and the speed of knowledge dissemination, most people are just a group of frogs sitting in a well.

  Although Zhu Zaimo is only ten years old, what he knows may be something that most people will never be able to learn in their lifetime.

   Thus, in this day and age, there are almost no keyboard warriors because...there is no keyboard.

Zhu Zaimo continued: "These hundreds of people must have learned the news temporarily, that is to say, they have learned the news, at most, that is, this morning, this morning, the Dai Wang got the news. He is a person with a bad temper, otherwise, he would not have made a decisive decision at the beginning and chose to poison. Therefore, we can conclude that this army horse is not well prepared, and they acted on the spur of the moment!"

Zhu Zaimo then pointed the stick to the direction of the ground: "This is our location. They must come from this road. If we choose to evade immediately and enter Xiaowutai Mountain at this moment, then, with their strength, If we want to go up the mountain, I'm afraid it won't be easy, we can hold on for at least ten days, and these ten days are enough for the reinforcements to arrive, and they will die without a place to bury them."

  After hearing this, many soldiers felt relieved a lot.

   Yes, if everyone hides up the mountain, there will be no danger of safety.

   "But..." Zhu Zaimo's eyes were dim, and he suddenly raised his head: "But if you do this, are you willing?"

   Everyone was silent, and the soldiers were silent.

Zhu Zaimo said: "Your Majesty wants to call the clansmen to Beijing. This is a big plan, and it is the result of the court's careful consideration. Those who are resentful, dissatisfied, and want to imitate my great-uncle... are not Few. Some people are harboring resentment and waiting for an opportunity. Some are still watching the wind. Now...the uncle took the risk, and they must be jumping for joy. Even if the uncle loses, they have nothing to lose .”

Zhu Zaimo slammed the wooden stick on an open area of ​​the map: "If you want the clansmen to come to Beijing willingly, there is a faster way. That is, Zhengdewei, to meet the enemy head-on. Those vassals King, those clansmen have stayed in their own fiefs and supported their guards for too long, they don't even know that they think too highly of themselves. Now that the acting king has taken action, we must take precautions and thoroughly Crush the ambitions and resentment of other vassal kings, and make them obediently be manipulated by the court, that is to face the enemy head-on, and beat this generation of kings and guards to pieces!"

  Hoo... Many people's faces changed, and many people became suspicious.

  Facing the enemy head-on...that's...crazy!

Zhu Zaimo looked coldly: "Ahead, there is an open area with mountains on the left and right. It is an excellent place for a decisive battle. When we arrive there, we will start to rest immediately. Everyone should rest up and wait for work with leisure. It is not terrible to replace Wang Wei. They should be the ones who are afraid of taking risks. And we have been practicing for a long time, and we are not inferior to them in terms of equipment, supplies, numbers, and drills. What's the point of being a clown?"

  Fang Zhengqing immediately shouted: "Yes, meet the enemy, defeat them, and the clansmen in the world will no longer dare to plot."

  But many soldiers still showed embarrassment.

  It is true that the vast majority of them have undergone rigorous training, and all of them have developed their strength. They are a little proficient in riding and shooting, but... this is a battlefield to kill the enemy, and it is fatal.

  Zhu Zaimo smiled, but saw a soldier: "Liang Yong, come forward."

  The soldiers of Liang Yong were called out, and hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

  Zhu Zaimo looked at him, although he was only ten years old, he was dignified enough: "A few days ago, your mother was ill, wasn't she?"

  Liang Yong bowed down and said gratefully: "Yes, thanks to His Highness, His Highness went to Xishan Medical College overnight and invited someone to diagnose and treat him. Now the disease has recovered."

  Zhu Zaimo said: "Your parents are just like mine. Since you entered the camp, why should I worry you. I heard that you have a brother with bad legs, right?"

   Liang Yong said: "Yes."

Zhu Zaimo said: "Now you are just a **** of Zhengdewei. You came to the camp because you heard that the salary is not low in the camp. You don't want to work in the workshop. If you want to come, you also have your own ambitions in your heart. These days, when you wake up from Mao, you have started to practice, build up your body, and learn **** and win, why, now that you have an enemy, you are afraid instead?"

"I…"

"Since entering the military camp, a man should make contributions. Your ancestors in the past were all unknown people, mediocre, and spent their entire lives working hard for three meals a day. Do you still think about their old life? "

   "No, I don't want to."

  Zhu Zaimo said: "Then follow me, I will lead you to make achievements and work hard to create a future."

  Liang Yong is grateful to Zhu Zaimo.

  At the beginning, when my mother was ill, it was the emperor's grandson who personally took care of it, and sent someone to send a few catties of meat to his mother to take care of her body.

  During these days, the training was very hard, and sometimes I wanted to cry.

  He was silent for a long time, then suddenly said: "I understand."

   "And you, Wang Youjin, what do you say?" Zhu Zaimo looked at a soldier.

  To make great achievements means to eat well and drink spicy food.

  Who is not greedy for life and afraid of death, but who doesn't want to eat spicy food?

  The reason why the emperor’s grandson has prestige in the army is that he has clear rewards and punishments. Although he is harsh, he treats everyone well and cares about everyone’s daily life.

  Wang Youjin said: "All follow His Highness's orders."

   "Then, just do as I said, set off immediately, and arrive here..." Zhu Zaimo pointed to the open area on the map: "We will wait for work and kill these rebels!"

  Zhu Zaimo looked at everyone. In fact, he knew what these people were thinking just by looking at them.

   This is due to getting along with the old pawn.

   It is precisely because of getting along a lot that Zhu Zaimo will know what every soldier desires in his heart under the obvious rules of the army.

  They are a group of flesh and blood people, not machines.

   Giving orders is one thing, but everyone's thoughts are different.

  So, they will also be greedy for life and fear death, and they will also miss their relatives.

   Even... how to boost their courage.

or…

"However, let me put my ugly words up front. We... are only allowed to win, not to lose. Once we lose. If I fall into the hands of thieves, then... what will happen to Zhengdewei and all your family members? I don't have to To repeat, if you succeed...it will be a great achievement, if you lose...Even if someone flees the battle today, even if he runs to the ends of the earth, he will surely die without a burial. Under the sword, if this is the case, at least... I will have no regrets after waiting for a few months to get along."

  The soldiers are all awe-inspiring.

  The stakes have been made clear.

   They have always known how strict the military order is.

  Then...everyone calmed down and said, "Obey!"

  Zhu Zaimo got on his horse, and everyone moved forward.

  Fang Zhengqing's eyes were still red, and he rode behind Zhu Zaimo on horseback.

  Zhu Zaimo said: "Zhengqing."

  Fang Zhengqing rode his horse forward.

   "I will encounter rebels at that time, and you will follow me at any time."

   "Oh." Fang Zhengqing nodded.

  Zhu Zaimo continued: "If we behead the thief, I will give you all my head."

   "Why?" Fang Zhengqing couldn't help asking.

   "Because I don't need a head to prove my achievements." Zhu Zaimo looked very calm, and then said: "But you need it. Obediently follow the head!"

  Fang Zhengqing said: "I don't want...don't follow to pick people's heads."

  Zhu Zaimo said sharply: "This is my order, how dare you disobey?"

  Fang Zhengqing drooped his head: "Oh."

  In any case, Fang Zhengqing felt that his grandma didn't love him and his uncle didn't love him, but only Zhu Zaimo, his cousin, remembered him everywhere, which made him feel warm.

  (end of this chapter)