Although Zhao Yun is extremely brave, this person is too considerate of the lord, and he doesn't know how to be sympathetic to his subordinates, and he belongs to the category of great loyal ministers, but often loyal ministers do not end well.

Zhao Yun can be a general, but he may not be a commander, what a general needs is bravery, and what he needs for a handsome person is not only bravery, but also needs to take into account the overall situation. That's very difficult to do.

However, the method of selecting a general through a contest is still a very good method, and those who are superior in martial arts can always be recognized by everyone.

If you want someone to obey from the heart, you have to defeat him, whether physically or mentally, it doesn't matter.

After Zhang Liang had in-depth contact with these civil and military generals, he gradually learned about their behavior, habits, and temperament.

Not all generals are reckless, and not all generals are both civil and military, and everyone has so many fatal flaws in them, although they have nothing to do with the overall situation, they are fatal.

"A thousand miles of embankment, in the cave of ants"

This sentence is by no means just a simple famous saying, but a wise saying.

There are many irrelevant things that converge into one after another that can destruct the overall situation, and all of these things are carried out imperceptibly.

Ancient and modern generals, a generation of heroes, in the era of his existence, riding horses and whips, the breeze is infinite, and the majesty is magnificent, but there are very few that can finally make this era remember.

Thanks to the implantation of many modern ideas, the people of this city, the people here, the students here, they are changing.

Perhaps it is the implantation of a modern concept, and many people's views have changed, and the loyalty to the city, the love for the city, is no longer just a very fragile, centrifugal love.

It is the formation of a national concept, the strengthening of cohesion, under the same blue sky, all people are their brothers and sisters, under the same blue sky, they can fight for the same goal.

But the idea of hierarchy is deeply imprinted in their chests, in their hearts. This is a heart-wrenching, complex, and tangled pain that cannot be described in words.

In the Song Dynasty, the world was governed by literati, and the prosperity of science and technology, culture, and commerce was extreme, and it occupied an unsurpassed position in the entire agricultural society.

However, blind forbearance does not bring good results, and the enemy will never be merciful, and will always do whatever it takes to achieve the desired result. In order to climb up, there are only boards, and others step on them.

Standing at the top of the pyramid and looking into the distance, no matter how cold and cold the wind is, it is also a kind of lonely pleasure to seek defeat.

After a period of life has passed, people always like to reminisce, like to look back on the past, and sort out those gains and losses. Even if everything in the past is so insignificant. At the moment of ringing, tears will also wells up.

Those well-known generals used to be the most striking figures on the battlefield, however, the years have drowned them, and those swords and swords, the sound of clanging, with the passage of time, are like those crazy wild grasses, flooding the entire wasteland.

Mei Xiaohan was wearing a dress, which was not a battle robe, but a cloth cloth dyed red with blood. Standing high on the hill, Mei Xiaohan looked into the distance, and he clenched his fists.

Mei Xiaohan gradually regained his memory, remembering his first crossing, how funny and ridiculous, but he was full of expectations for the world he was about to arrive.

The wind, drifting through the sky and leaving nothing, brought coolness, no! Mei Xiaohan felt a burst of pain in his chest, he had broken away from that era, this was an ancient era, all thoughts and concepts must fit into this era, and he could no longer have unrealistic ideas.

Conquest, expansion, might, valor...

No matter how many words there are, it is difficult to describe the tragedy of survival in this era, the animals on the grassland never dare to relax their vigilance, except for sleeping and eating, they must run non-stop all the time, and those who can survive are heroes.

There is a feeling of loneliness, Mei Xiaohan, I have never experienced it. Because he suddenly found that the people around him began to gradually move away from him, consciously away from him.

Meicheng's territory is gradually expanding and extending outward, and he, like a falcon on the grassland, chooses a distant place and never turns back.

One general after another fell, and one city after another was attacked, although it did not break directly with the Great Song Dynasty, Mei Xiaohan's approach still angered Zhao Kuangyin.

What kind of person is Zhao Kuangyin, since the end of the Tang Dynasty, five dynasties and ten kingdoms, the ultimate victor, and the man who laughs to the end. Zhao Kuangyin couldn't bear it, he didn't can't stand that someone was against him, what he couldn't bear was that this rising force made him see fear.

Zhao Kuangyin remembered the speech he gave at Chen Qiaoyi, the impassioned speech, a handful of snot and tears, which moved his subordinates and thousands of people.

From then on, the centripetal force of a country began to coalesce, and from then on, a new regime began to rise, and all resources, manpower, material resources, and financial resources began to move closer to this newly established regime.

Mei Xiaohan's team was expanding, faster than he had imagined, like a spark of fire, it began to burn rapidly.

Again, Mei Xiaohan was drunk, he dreamed that he had become a butterfly, he wanted to laugh very much, Zhuang Zhou had also become a butterfly, but Zhuang Zhou didn't understand, whether the butterfly had become himself or he had become a butterfly.

The butterfly becomes Zhuang Zhou, it is the misfortune of the butterfly, the butterfly is at ease, but Zhuang Zhou is not as free as the butterfly, Zhuang Zhou becomes a butterfly, it is Zhuang Zhou's luck.

Mei Xiaohan dreamed that she had become a butterfly, but she fell into trouble, and the problem that Mei Xiaohan was troubled by was not whether she was a butterfly, or whether the butterfly was her own problem.

What bothers Mei Xiaohan is that she can no longer be like a butterfly, she can do whatever she wants, and she can't say that a butterfly is like an arrow on a string, and when it comes to having to send it.

Glass after glass of wine poured into the stomach, but it was difficult to find the happiness of the past, the country was in full view, but there was confusion in front of him.

"How many are truly true to themselves?"

"And what's next?"

There are too many problems plaguing him, the power in his hands is getting bigger and bigger, the wealth is getting more and more, and there are more and more people who want to tie up with him.

"Iron fights the country, and the soldiers of flowing water."

I have seen prosperity, how can I endure loneliness.