65, let my brother teach you to rebel
The pretense of talking and laughing will naturally have the effect of group ridicule. Li Xiu couldn't help but secretly despise this group of martial arts people who didn't open people's wisdom, Murong Bo could let you hear such a confidential matter and let you leave here? In later generations, even the post-00s knew that they would definitely die if they saw the robber's face. Since Murong Bo can let you hear such important things, then this also means that his combat power can wipe out all this rabble. I am afraid that such a weapon of large-scale destruction can only be sad and refreshing. Murong Fu didn't make all the soy sauce in Xixia Yipintang.
"Do you know the biggest difference between the army and the people in the martial arts?" Li Xiu ignored Murong Bo's contemplation and a group of confused guys continued their foolishness: "Discipline, only discipline." The soldiers in the army learn more about the coordination of military formations and the art of attacking and killing. This method will allow them to have no less physical strength than people in the martial arts and a tacit understanding of forgetting life and death. The tacit understanding between the robes was enough for them to block the knife for the other party. Maybe everyone present has one or two lives on their hands, and a few ordinary soldiers who have a little inheritance can do it. But if we talk about the combat quality of war, there are hundreds of millions of differences between people and soldiers in the martial arts. But if you have 100 martial artists and 100 well-trained soldiers fighting together, the soldiers' chances of winning are far better than those in the martial arts. If you let 1,000 martial arts people and 1,000 well-trained soldiers fight together, I can guarantee that it will definitely be this group of martial arts people who will die. Of course, if the number of people is going up, the result will be the same. Maybe you won't believe it, but it's a hard fact. It is difficult to determine the level of an individual's combat power in a battle. Especially when this group of martial arts people are more third-rate or non-mainstream martial artists. Great Qin's iron cavalry swept the world, and the total number of grandmaster-level masters of the hundreds of schools was estimated to be no less than hundred, and there were even more first-class masters. But he was beaten like a dog. No sect dares to openly argue with Yingzheng. This is of course because of the great talent of the First Emperor, but more because the combat power of a strong army can completely crush the martial arts masters. At the end of the Han Dynasty, the kendo master Wang Yue was invincible in the world with his swordsmanship, and even a peerless martial artist like Lu Bu could be picked under the horse. But if they were put into the army formation and killed, hundreds of Wang Yue would also be killed by Lu Bu every minute. Decades of comfort in the Great Song Dynasty have kept you away from the smoke of gunpowder. None of you has seen a great battle of tens of thousands, hundreds of thousands. The battlefield and the rivers and lakes are completely different worlds. Without the strength to break through the void, no matter how strong you are, you are just an ant in front of the military array. The only difference between a first-class martial artist and a non-mainstream martial artist is that there are just a few more cushions before death. ”
This concept of transcending time and space made the Murong family father and son ponder. A group of unreasonable people wanted to shout, but Li Xiu squinted his eyes and swept them over one by one, and there was silence and no commotion. In the apricot forest alone, Li Xiu's prestige in the rivers and lakes is already in full swing. This thing actually has a lot of effect. If Li Xiu hadn't started the task of talent, relying on this prestige would be enough for Su Xinghe to send him an invitation. When you go to Shaolin Temple, you can also use your face to exchange rare items for Xiao Huandan or something. His deterrent power at this time was a little higher than that of Murong Bo.
"It's actually very simple for my Great Song Dynasty to rebel and plot against the dynasty or something, and the Hunan army is already too big to lose. These are soldiers who are soldiers in the army and people, and the imperial court cannot afford to pay military salaries at all, and even occasionally a little money falls into the hands of the upper echelons. Where can this group of soldiers who have combat power under training give food to eat and will not have two hearts? As for silver, it's even simpler, the world's largest means of accumulating wealth is monopoly, in short, you are the only one in the world who has something that everyone needs, and you can naturally be rich and rival the country. I have countless ways to make money in my head, and just by brewing fine wine and selling it to Tibet, there are a large number of cattle, sheep and horses. These sheep can be distributed to each Hunan army to raise. Oh, I forgot to mention that these Hunan troops are all dragged with their families. There are a lot of cattle in Tibet, and they are all thick-haired cattle. These cattle can't make money. When I get to the Central Plains, I will die of heat immediately. The only role of these cattle is to be eaten. If the beef is good, it can be made into beef jerky that is easy to carry. This is an excellent snack that can be sold to the Tokyo aristocracy for a large amount of silver. The inferior offal can be used as food for the Hunan army to strengthen their bodies. So that my soldiers have the strength to fight, can you imagine? A person whose whole family can't eat suddenly has beef to eat, what will they do if the court wants to take these favors back? Hahahahaha, for the sake of the family's last food, this group of people will rebel on their own, of course I can lead them to be more planned and aggressive. When the officials force the people to rebel, with the help of the power of this group of people, I will be able to capture at least one state in an instant. In this way, I have a large amount of land allocated to the meritorious men of the Hunan army under my command. If they will do their best if they have food, then they will not care which court it is when they have land. They will shed their last drop of blood for this meager land. ”
The father and son of the Murong family stayed, Xiao Feng stayed, Duan Yu stayed, the surrounding monks stayed, and the martial arts people in the young room stayed. The vast majority of the people here come from poor backgrounds, and they know the allure of land for the people. It can be said that their desire for top-level martial arts cheats is a hundred times and a thousand times less than the desire of these ordinary people for land. This is the root of life that can be passed on to future generations. They could imagine that the people who had been given the land would become the most powerful soldiers in the world, and their undaunted combat might make any famous general and soldier retreat. It's a demonic plan, it's a reasonable plan, it's a feasible plan, but it's a great deal. Not only the father and son of the Murong family were blushing and rough-faced, but even this group of people in the martial arts had turned into buffaloes panting.
"Of course, this is far from enough, if you want to dominate the world, swallow Liao and destroy the Song Dynasty, eat Dali, kill Tubo, and invade Western Xia, this is only the first step in the struggle for world domination. The land in my hands is limited, but what happens when I finish allocating the land in my hands? I will tell those Hunan troops and people who have not contributed much around them, or who are still waiting. Come with me to defeat the corrupt officials around me. Language is extremely seductive, and the ability to use this weapon can arouse infinite desires in the human heart. With precedent, everything is easy to do. Of course, I also need a loud slogan. Well, it's called King Yingming, don't pay for food. The six words are so concise that even those who have never read a book can hear them. After the siege of the city, it was large-scale and divided the land equally. Then let the fine work scatter these news to all corners of the Great Song Dynasty. At this time, some people naturally can't sit still, and everyone who feels that the world is so unfair will have something to think about. This seed is planted in everyone's hearts, and every news of my victory will irrigate it. Do you know how powerful this seed can be? Do you know what kind of pomp and circumstance it was for the people to surrender openly and honestly to greet you? ”
The father and son of the Murong family were already red-eyed, they never dared to think about this situation, their lifelong dream was to revive Dayan, as long as they could return to the glory of their ancestors, they would not blink an eye when they died. But they never imagined that the right method could produce such a powerful effect. The people have surrendered one after another, tens of thousands of miles of fertile soil and cities can be obtained, and the battle for domination of the world is just around the corner, what a glorious record for the ages. Just thinking about it, the blood that can be excited is flowing backwards, and the heart is bursting.
The surrounding monks were also frightened, what kind of demon is this, Tietong's Great Song was broken by him in a few words. Everyone knows in their hearts how feasible this method is, after all, they are the native inhabitants of this country. The great monks were at a loss, and sat down cross-legged and chanted in unison: "Good, good." ”
Duan Yu looked at the second brother in front of him who was pointing out the country and suddenly felt so strange, is this second brother really the second brother who is full of tulips in the air on the pine crane tower? Such a weird, so strange, such an amazing rebellion through the ages.
Xiao Feng didn't say a word, as the leader of the beggar gang, he could better understand the suffering of the public, and he naturally knew how attractive this method was to their huge gang. Tens of millions of his beggars will pounce on this so-called virtual "Ming King" like moths to a fire. The world was instantly disrupted, the Great Song Dynasty was in flames, how many families and wives were separated, and how many men died tragically on the battlefield. But he didn't say a word, and there was more trust in his eyes. He knew that his second brother would not do it even if he could make a backhand. This blind and unfounded trust is unwavering.
Looking at the reactions of the people around him, Li Xiu secretly remembered it in his heart, and continued to bewitch: "The spark of the stars can start a prairie fire, once this fire is burned, it will never stop if it does not burn the Great Song Dynasty cleanly." Of course, this conspiracy can also be mixed with conspiracy, making this method more feasible. Once a son of heaven and a courtier. Can these ministers really support the Son of Heaven of the Great Song Dynasty as their father? Of course not, as long as I spread rumors, officials above grade 9 will not die, and they can keep their family property. The moths of the Great Song Dynasty would naturally sell his master by cutting them in two. It was sold lightly and happily, cleanly, and there was nothing left. Of course, this group of moths naturally cannot be spared, but the large amount of resources in their hands must be kept by them for me first, otherwise more moths will not surrender one after another. As for the future, the world will naturally have a way to get rid of them one by one. The problem of the Great Song Dynasty is easy to solve, and then, let's kill the Khitan first. The Khitan are nomadic people, they are a country that lives on horseback, although it is prosperous and declining, but it is still too powerful after all. A country that is fighting in the field or something will naturally not be able to defeat them. Well, then give weapons to the Jurchens, provide them with food and strategies to help them contain and weaken the strength of the Khitan. Of course, they will not accept this kind of free gift, and for the sake of fairness, I will symbolically charge their sea tung green domestication method and also mountain ginseng. Ask for their youth. They made large gunpowder to restrain their horses, terrified them with bombs, and spread messages to terrify the race. Limit the import of their tea, refined salt, silk, and collect their war horses in large quantities. Give war horses, cattle and sheep a clear price. Let them have to fight at the same time as the loss of their horses. ”
Looking at this group of guys with blank faces, Li Xiu slapped his forehead and cried and laughed, he had to go a little too far. Explained: "I forgot to explain, gunpowder is a new type of weapon, just like the fire crow used by my Great Song Dynasty, but the gunpowder made by my recipe is hundreds of times more powerful than the fire crow." The deterrent power of this thing betta war horse is extraordinary, and it is enough to suppress them at the beginning. As for the bomb, this thing is also a new type of weapon, but it takes a lot of skilled craftsmen to make this thing in large quantities, and this is a matter after the founding of the People's Republic of China. Might! If there are a lot of them, it is enough to pile up a grandmaster-level master. ”
The scene was suddenly in an uproar and very noisy.
[After writing this chapter, I feel that the whole person is not good.,Hey,I'm also quite hard for 12 recommendations.] Today's promise has been fulfilled, so let's continue to work hard tomorrow. A person's mind is limited, and after all, he can't do both. A Chinese Ghost Story and this book have to give up a difficult multiple-choice question. Hey, it's too much to talk about, sleep tomorrow and sleep enough to get up and update the codeword. 】