This is the first time that Zhu Ping has disagreed with the teachers.

He used to be just an ordinary schoolboy who was humbly taught, and regarded textbooks as truth.

This should be the first time he has refuted the idea of a "textbook".

The wind blew across Zhu Ping's face, and the coolness cleared his brain a little, and said, "I know very well what I'm doing?"

I also know what the consequences of this will be?

The consequence is nothing more than heavy losses in the war with the nobles, and it is nothing more than that after defeating the nobles, they will spend a lot of energy to clean up the remnants of the party and rebuild the kingdom's economy and power operation system.

Perhaps, my approach will make the kingdom seem overstretched in the face of cold waves and the coming beasts.

But given another chance, I would still choose to do so. ”

On the other side of the phone, Professor Chen was speechless, and Professor Zhao's magnetic voice rang and asked:

Why?

"Because I'm standing in this world, I've seen so much......

I have seen people who are as thin as wood, feeding on the bark of grass roots and trees, and I have seen parents who sell their children to the rich for nothing, just hoping that their children can live.

Have you seen ...... Too much, too much. ”

Zhu Ping sighed, he didn't hear the person opposite say to him, "I understand you", of course, even if these big guys said it, he wouldn't believe it.

The world is different.

The knowledge of the bigwigs is indeed rich, and the quality of their thinking is indeed excellent.

But smart people are also human beings, and they only have a pair of eyes, and they can only see what they can see, listen to what they can hear, and feel what they can feel.

That's all.

Man, perfection is relative, narrowness is absolute, and saints are no exception.

The hometown is already very rich, and in Zhu Ping's words, the people in his hometown will never feel how dark the aristocratic world is and what kind of life the people at the bottom live.

It is true that the bigwigs made the right decision, starting a war now, there will be endless troubles in the future, and it will make the vested interests of the entire kingdom revolt, except for the aristocratic interest groups.

But he did it anyway.

Because only Zhu Ping stood alone in this world and saw the whole picture of this world.

In front of Zhu Ping, this group of nobles was showing off their power for a day, and his anger would be uneven for a day, so he said lightly: "The nobles should be destroyed!" It's time for a change!

Even if someone dies on the battlefield, it is better than them freezing to death or starving to death.

For those who are willing to follow me, no longer muddy, maybe then they are really alive. ”

Zhu Ping's voice was bloody, and his indifference to life was chilling.

However, on the other side of the phone, there was applause from Professor Zhao, a psychology boss, who laughed and said:

Good! You can say that again!

I am the first to support Zhu Ping's approach.

No one is always right, and we old guys are the same, when we firmly believe that we are absolutely right and that we are the truth, we have fallen into the biggest problem.

Smart people do bad things, that's often the case.

Ladies and gentlemen, since Zhu Ping has made a decision, let's not worry about whether this decision is good or bad, let's make more suggestions!

"Thank you, Mr. Zhao."

Zhu Ping described what he had seen and heard as he walked towards the noble company: "The noble castle has scouts that I set up before, and when the nobles want to use ordinary people as shields, they will suddenly appear and disturb the situation.

Therefore, during this time period, the nobles will have a short period of time to have nothing to do.

The combined army has a very high margin for error, and divides the troops, some soldiers seal the noble castle, and the other part of the soldiers attack the nobles on the northwest battlefield, striving for victory in a short time.

In this way, in the shortest time and with the smallest losses, Viscount Lin Zheng's reinforcements can be scattered and the maximum results can be obtained......"

As soon as Zhu Ping said this, he looked up into the distance and suddenly laughed.

He continued to whisper: "The people in Viscount Lin Zheng's castle have come out, there are about 8,000 people behind them, and about 5,000 elite soldiers, but most of them have dishes, and their hard power is not comparable to the combined army.

After the success of the encirclement and reinforcement, it means that the nobles have lost, and now they need to think about how to get the maximum result with the minimum loss. ”

Collect it here.

In the distance, a voice from Viscount Lin Zheng shouted: "Sir Hall, if you retire at this time, Sir Ben is willing to bow down and serve you as king." ”

Hearing these words, the nobles who were tied to the army as trophies breathed a sigh of relief.

They looked at each other, and they all looked happy.

Since the big nobles have admitted defeat, it means that the war is over, and their nobles will naturally not be liquidated, at most they will be robbed of some of their heritage.

According to convention, the aristocracy is still the noble, and the commoner is still the commoner, but there is a change of king and a change of ruler.

Although it was a defeat for them, it was not so unacceptable.

However, Zhu Ping's words shook everyone.

"King, not interested!

I still only give you two options, surrender or be obliterated! ”

If a commoner shouts that I don't want to be a nobleman, I don't want to be a king, or even to destroy the entire aristocracy, no one cares.

Because it's mostly just talking.

When this commoner gains glory and wealth, all ideals and beliefs will be wiped out by the sudden extravagance of life.

And now the opportunity to become the king is in front of Zhu Ping, Lin Zheng has already bowed his head, maybe only one nod away from covering the sky in the kingdom.

He vetoed it.

On the phone, many bigwigs in their hometown kept sighing.

He did it!

Oh, yes! How many people will be stumped by this choice? Maybe you and I are put in the same position, and we don't want to give up the power at our fingertips!

……

Hearing Zhu Ping's response, in the distant castle, Viscount Lin Zheng's voice was heard from afar: "Hall! Sir Ben is going to engage in a holy duel with you.

Don't you claim that the strong protect the weak?

If you think you are a strong man, stand up, and Sir Ben will give you the opportunity to step on the last barrier of the street without a single soldier. ”

After he finished speaking, Professor Zhao from Zhuping's hometown snorted coldly: Very despicable moral kidnapping, you have to be careful that he secretly set up an ambush.

"Teacher Zhao, don't worry, I have prepared a solution in advance." Zhu Ping chuckled.

Then he blessed with extraordinary energy and said, "You said that you want a sacred duel, then you stand up!" Standing in the crowd and being timid, this is the fine tradition of the aristocracy?

What about bravery? What about elegance? Isn't it just about the five seconds on the bed? ”

Don't get me wrong!

This is an excellent tradition that has been maintained from ancient times to the present day, the pre-war trash talk session.

It's just that Zhu Ping's trash talk has always been excellent.

Lin Zheng was dizzy with anger, his face turned red and purple like boiled pork liver, and he resolutely stood outside the city gate despite the "pretending" of the generals beside him.

He used his magic to leap to the front of the crowd and angrily exclaimed, "Hall! Sir Ben is out! ”

……

"Oh?"

In the distance, Zhu Ping shielded the sun with one hand, looking at the specific position of the other party's figure, when the other party walked to the position parallel to the dead wood beside him.

Zhu Ping suddenly roared: "Fire!" ”

Behind him, in the complex of buildings that originally belonged to the rich and magnates, five rays of light slid a parabola and slid towards the door of Viscount Lin Zheng's castle.

Five streamers fell to the ground in the distance, and the figure of Viscount Lin Zheng who came out angrily could be seen, and was instantly engulfed by the firelight.

Suddenly, it was like five round pearls, placed on the ground.

After a few moments, the energy balls slowly disappeared and dispersed, without sound or aftermath, leaving only five semicircular holes about three meters in diameter to swear their strength

Second Battalion Commander Nita's ...... Wizard Killer Cannon.

In the distance, after Viscount Lin Zheng was bombarded to ashes, Lin Zheng's second-generation heirs stood up and took over the military power in an instant.

Lin Zheng's second son roared angrily: "Hall has no faith! Unkind! Today, we have no way to retreat, as long as we kill out, there is a way to live, the last way to live! Kill! ”

Zhu Ping was not surprised by this.

That's why he didn't choose to assassinate the nobles before.

Preventing the nobles from huddling together is one, and besides, what about assassinating the nobles?

The power of the nobility is not supported by Sir alone, the power of Jazz comes from all the members of the aristocratic family, from all the squires who are attached to the noble family, and from all the stragglers who are attached to the squires of the nobility.

The think tank group in his hometown asked, has Zhu Ping thought about it?

Zhu Ping replied: Think about it!

Very well thought out!

As long as the road is right, why not be afraid of hardships and dangers, and why can't you create miracles?

"Kill!"

The Combined Forces have stepped forward, ready, ready, the last barrier has been leveled!

：。 ：m.x