Wang Shouren is also afraid that if he picks up these useless officials who can only talk about it, in his heart, these officials are worse than waste.

If an army wants to have combat effectiveness, unified command is the first element. These days, Wang Shengren picked up a lot of trouble for him halfway, on the official position, Wang Shouren is the governor of Tinggan, said that it is not big, it is not small, and the power in peacetime is indeed comparable to that of the minister, but in the war period when the court lost contact, this governor is really a little bit insufficient, especially after picking up some officials with false titles such as squire and imperial history, the upper echelons of the entire army fell into a struggle for power and profit.

It turns out that these people picked up by Wang Shouren are not just waste, but also a group of scourges.

An army of tens of thousands of people who went deep behind enemy lines, no matter how many rebel armies were annihilated and how many cities were recovered, just by virtue of the words "deep behind enemy lines", it was enough to shine in the history books and make great contributions.

When the intrigue intensified, the ancient sage Wang Shouren proved with practical actions that he was by no means a good type.

In front of all the big officials, he ordered a prefect with the false title of Nanjing Hubu Lang to be hung up and whipped a hundred whips, the scene was very yellow and violent, and it was particularly heavy-tasted, and he couldn't help blushing and heartbeat at a glance......

At the same time that the squire was half killed, Wang Shouren also had absolute command over this army, and as for how much anger and impeachment he had after the rebellion, and how many attacks and abuses he would face, these were not in his consideration.

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The mountains don't know the years, and even Wang Shouren himself doesn't remember how much time he spent in the mountains and forests.

A gloomy gray morning. Two spies sent out to sneak back into the heart of the mountain.

After half a pillar of incense, all the generals and officials gathered beside Wang Shouren, and their eyes were fixed on a broken map in front of Wang Shouren, on which the word "Nanchang" was particularly eye-catching.

"The time has come!" Wang Shouren said this with a cold face.

Wu Wending and Dai Deru beside him looked very excited, they were the people who knew Wang Shouren's strategic intentions best. These days, I eat and sleep in the open and drink blood, hiding in this deep mountain and not seeing the light of day, isn't it just this moment today?

"Your Excellency wants to attack Nanchang?" All the generals and officials took a cool breath.

"Yes, I want to conquer Nanchang!" Wang Shouren's weather-covered face was very determined.

The faces of all the officials who wanted to impeach Wang Shouren suddenly became very ugly, and many of them had their lips squirming. It seems that he wants to negotiate with Wang Shouren. The content of the negotiations is nothing more than "as long as you don't lead us to commit mass suicide, we can not impeach you" and the like.

"Nanchang is a place where King Ning has been operating for a hundred years, with many soldiers and a wide range of generals, and is heavily guarded. Why? The official who asked the question looked at Wang Shouren like a madman. The kind that has no medical treatment.

"Night Raid." Wang's answer was outrageously succinct. With his attitude towards waste, Wang Shouren can't force himself to be as warm as spring.

"The Art of War: Five are attacked, and ten are surrounded. But now the defenders of the city are several times the number of siegers, how do you capture Nanchang? ”

"Before today, the rebel army was several times larger than mine, and after today, the Nanchang garrison will not exceed 10,000." Wang Shouren's tone was still so determined.

"How so?"

"The traitor Zhu Chenhao has made up his mind to fight a decisive battle with the king of Anqing, and all the soldiers of Nanchang have been sent to Anqing, and Nanchang is almost an empty city. We will take this opportunity to gather and attack, Nanchang Bike. ”

Everyone looked shocked and uncertain, staring carefully at Wang Shouren's calm and wise face for a long time, and finally gradually affirmed that this guy did not mean to lead them to commit collective suicide, so everyone's expressions gradually relaxed.

"Whether to attack Nanchang or not, this official has some bad opinions...... "A senior official stroked his beard and prepared for a long rhetoric.

Wang Shouren looked up at the sky, put away the map in front of him, and unceremoniously interrupted the official's words: "If you know the bad opinions, why bother to say more?" Tonight, when the rice is made, when the ugly time is pulled out of the mountain, the soldiers will come to Nanchang City within three days, and take Nanchang City within two hours, otherwise you will die with Wang! ”

"After all, Nanchang is an anti-army nest, if Zhu Chenhao leads the army back to help, how can he deal with it?"

Wang Shouren raised his eyes and looked at the far north, and his tone was flat and firm: "Zhu Chenhao can't return to help, Anqing has Qin Kan." He knows me, and I know him. ”

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A confidant is not a dinner party, nor is it a drink and chat, and the wordless tacit understanding between the two ends of the battlefield can verify the existence of the confidant's feelings.

Wang Shouren finally led this patchwork army out of the deep mountains of Raozhou, Jiangxi, and drove towards Nanchang.

is worthy of being a saint through the ages, Wang Shouren's way of using troops can be described as treacherous and unpredictable.

At the same time as the army was marching out, countless spies had already infiltrated Nanchang and its nearby villages and towns, and began to spread leaflets and slogans all over the city.

After Jiujiang Mansion frightened Zhu Chenhao and had to withdraw his troops and take a detour, Wang Shouren seemed to have tasted the sweetness of public opinion warfare and psychological warfare, and this time was no exception.

In the slogan of this leaflet, Wang Shengren once again put gold on his face, he claimed that the 300,000 troops under his command were the elite of the guard transferred from Huguang and Fujian, the Buddha blocked and killed the Buddha, the demon blocked and killed the demon, and the cowhide was blown so big, I don't know if Wang Shengren blushed.

In the middle of the night of September 21 in the third year of Zhengde, Wang Shouren led a broken army of 40,000 people and quietly appeared outside the city of Nanchang.

"In this siege, Wang Mou is determined to take it, everyone is not an official or a general, and those who do not attach themselves to the city will kill the army! Those who do not go to the city after the four drums are drummed will kill the officials! ”

The murderous pre-war mobilization made all the generals and civil officials change color together, and looking at the undisguised murderous intent in Wang Shouren's eyes, everyone finally determined two things.

First, this guy surnamed Wang is by no means a good person. Second,—— this grandson is playing for real!

I don't know if Wang Shouren has long had the idea of killing these civil officials who are worse than waste, and the military order issued this time can be described as extremely lacking in morality.

In the middle of the night, after 40,000 troops rested quietly under Nanchang City for half an hour, 40,000 people quietly set up a position with the general flag, hundreds of households and thousands of households in the ranks.

In the siege formation, a group of tattered civil officials stood in the front with mournful faces, staring at the fierce city like a giant beast in the distance with a desperate expression.

In the dark night when he couldn't see his fingers, Wang Shouren calmly gave the order to siege the city.

The rumbling drums resounded very abruptly in all directions in the dark night, and countless soldiers carried ladders, horizontal logs and shields, shouting and killing like a tide to Nanchang City. (To be continued......)