"General, are you trustworthy?"

"General, do you trust us?"

"General, do you trust your soldiers?"

Nanshan stood up, bowed his hand to the vanguard general Wu Sen and the soldiers present, and solemnly asked the above three questions.

"Bold!"

Without waiting for the vanguard general Wu Sen to react, the guards under his seat heard the words, and shouted loudly at Nanshan.

Nanshan was unmoved, ignoring the generals who were glaring at him angrily, and his eyes met with the vanguard general Wu Sen, looking proud and confident.

"Oh...... Why did you say this? ”

Unlike the soldiers under his command, the vanguard general Wu Sen did not have any anger on his face, but put on a happy and smiling expression, and looked at Nanshan with great interest.

"On the battlefield, there is as much trust as there is victory."

"The general has fought a hundred battles in the south and has rich battlefield experience, do you agree with this?"

The vanguard general Wu Sen's playful and interesting expression converged, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he was not angry but mighty.

After a while, the vanguard general Wu Sen nodded lightly and agreed with this point of view.

Nanshan looked at Pioneer General Wu Sen, and the rating given to Pioneer General Wu Sen in his heart increased a little again.

Just by the behavior of the pioneer general Wu Sen just nodding and not speaking, it can be seen that the pioneer general Wu Sen is very cautious and a calm master.

Nanshan and Vanguard General Wu Sen looked at each other for a short while, then smiled lightly and changed the topic, never mentioning the word trust again.

The reason why Nanshan put forward this point is that he really wants to establish trust with the pioneer general Wu Sen and establish a friendly relationship between his superiors and subordinates; Second, he wanted to use this to test the mentality and on-the-spot decision of the vanguard general Wu Sen.

For the above two purposes, Nanshan has taken the initiative enough, depending on whether the vanguard general Wu Sen has a large amount of energy, whether he can tolerate Nanshan, and whether he can tolerate this group of scholars who are being monitored.

"The troubles in the south began with natural disasters, from man-made disasters, the fault lies with the clan, and the sin lies with the rebels."

"Natural disasters are unstoppable, man-made disasters can be suppressed, and man-made disasters are important to solve the chaos in the south."

"People's hearts, evil hearts!"

After Nanshan said these few words, he glanced at the soldiers and scholars who were full of stunned tongues, and his eyes flashed with disdain.

is Nanshan's friend next to him, Zhu Yuan and Yuanji both looked at Nanshan with a ghostly expression, and the temperament exuded by Nanshan at this moment was not the Nanshan in their impression at all.

"General, if you want to successfully suppress the rebellion, the first thing to do is to eliminate the internal spies and build our team into an iron bucket."

"With this premise, the general can go out into the army."

"If not, our army will be defeated, and the soldiers will die in vain, and the blame lies with the general, and the blame lies with the general."

In these few words, Nanshan spoke in a very heavy tone, and his voice was low, as if he was speaking with a suppressed voice, emphasizing the importance of internal coordination and unity in a special tone.

Vanguard General Wu Sen frowned, his face gradually sank, and he did not speak.

Nanshan continued to look at the vanguard general Wu Sen, who had already seen his identification with internal coordination from the eyes of the vanguard general Wu Sen.

So, Nanshan then spoke.

"Nanshan has three strategies that can help the general suppress the rebellion."

"A strategy to incite people's hearts. The general can spread the news, saying that the rebels are treacherous, disloyal, unfilial, burning, killing and looting, and that they are unkind, saying that they will be defeated, and disintegrate the rebels in terms of speech and popular hearts, making them unpopular. ”

"The two strategies are divisive and counterproductive. The general plotted against the spies hiding around us, and disregarded the wavering people within the rebels, which is a soldier who surrenders without a fight. ”

"The three strategies are inspiring. The hustle and bustle of the world is all for profit, and the hustle and bustle of the world is for profit, gold and silver, official positions, and beauties are all needed by the rebels. ”

The last strategy, Nanshan point to the end, he can't be too thorough as a scholar, otherwise it will be too cheap and tasteless.

Nanshan believes that if the vanguard general Wu Sen can get to this position, he must know what he is talking about.

Throughout the ages, the vast majority of uprisings and rebellions have been subjugated by money, power, and women.

Nanshan glanced at the people in the camp again, some were so shocked that they opened their mouths, some were contemplative, and some were lost in their eyes.

In the end, Nanshan kindly reminded the vanguard general Wu Sen.

"General, our battlefield is not in Nanping Mansion, nor in Youzhou Mansion, but in Jingchuan Mansion, Yingchuan Mansion, and even the imperial capital Bianliang."

When Nanshan said the four words of the imperial capital Bianliang, the contemplative vanguard general Wu Sen suddenly woke up from his contemplation, his face full of horror.

Nanshan smiled lightly, smiling at the vanguard general, a young man, and showing his demeanor for a while.

In the end, the meeting of the barracks and the big camp was an unhappy one.

In the following days, no one in the barracks embarrassed Nanshan, and no one embarrassed their group of scholars.

And Nanshan has also been respected and envied by most readers.

……

Youzhou Mansion, Pingyang County, Nanjia backyard.

Lin Xilin's little sister leaned on the railing alone, staring at the trees and flowers in the summer, and the sound of cicadas came to her ears, stirring wave after wave of thoughts in her heart.

Lin Xiaomei was holding a phoenix hairpin in her hand, which was her most beloved hairpin, which was given to her by her husband Nanshan.

Nanshan went to Beijing to take the exam, but now he has encountered a disaster in the south, the channel for transmitting news has been blocked, and Lin Xiaomei has lost contact with Nanshan.

It can really be said that the thoughts are like springs, and the spring water is not endless; Sorrow is like the sound of cicadas, and the sound is endless.

"Husband, where are you, I miss you so much?"

"Husband, come back quickly, my little sister is so scared!"

"Husband, are you okay?"

“……”

Ikawa Prefecture, Fucheng.

The regular rebels from Nanping and Youzhou provinces, surrounded by thousands of refugees and bandits, have been attacking Jingchuan Province for a whole day.

The rebel army camp is in the big tent, and the two main generals of Nanping Mansion and Youzhou Mansion sit opposite each other.

"Chi Zhengrong, what did you say to me before?"

"Surrender, why haven't they surrendered yet?"

Qing Biao, the commander of the regular rebel army in Nanping Province, is a middle-aged man with a beard on his face, because of laziness and laxity, his once strong body has become bloated, and his chest under the armor is up and down because of anger and impatience at this time.

"Don't be impatient, what's the hurry, just wait!"

"The hostages will be delivered soon, and there will be civil strife in Ichuan Mansion at that time, and when the time comes, we will attack both inside and outside, and it will be easy to capture Icheon Mansion."

Chi Zhengrong, the lord of Youzhou Mansion, is also a middle-aged man, but compared with Qing Biao, the lord of Nanping Mansion, he is completely two extremes.

Chi Zhengrong is thin overall, with a tall figure, a goatee, and a pair of eyes that are firm and shining.

Chi Zhengrong reached out and touched his goatee, and said confidently.

"The families of the Jingchuan Luo family in Nanping Mansion and Youzhou Mansion are already on the way, I don't believe that they are ruthless, their ancestors can be in our hands."

"Also, the youngest son of Tang Yuanzhou, the tiger of Ikawa, also fell into our hands."

"Wait, as long as we attack the Ikawa Mansion stronger, the more anxious the families in the Ikawa Mansion will be."

"These dogs will definitely jump off the wall!"

When Qing Biao, the lord of Nanping Mansion, heard this, his face showed a fierce expression, and his whole face was black and evil.

……

Rebel Army, Pioneer Battalion.

Qingbei stood in the tent, frowning.

"Chief, we've injured hundreds of brothers again, we can't go on like this!"

After Qingbei led them out of Pingyang County and swept through several county towns under the jurisdiction of Jingchuan Prefecture, their team has expanded from a few hundred to several thousand, and it can be regarded as a big force in the entire rebel camp.

Qingbei's mood is not very good, because fools can see that the rebel generals are using the siege of the city to consume the troops in the hands of the small forces on all sides. Eight Chinese Net

The reason why this is done is to wear down potential opponents, to control the overall situation, and to prevent backstabbing.

The rebel general's actions made Qingbei very uncomfortable, and he felt that he was being played by those people, which made him feel very uneasy.

Especially when he saw that the team he had established was weakened little by little under the yang scheme, and when he saw those brothers who had a deep relationship with him fall under the city wall one by one, Qingbei had an urge to go crazy.

In the final analysis, Qingbei is not a pure soldier, he is not hard-hearted, he also has flesh and blood and feelings.

"Are there any signs of a broken city?"

Despite his grievances, Qingbei was forced to calm his mind and inquire about the situation on the battlefield.

"No progress has been made, the siege ladders have been destroyed and knocked down again and again, and our men can't even go up the walls."

"In my opinion, without ten days and half a month, we would not have been able to break through this city at all."

Qingbei, who heard this, frowned again.

Ten days and half a month, that's too long!

This rebel army, which wants to sweep the world, has no foundation for a protracted war at all, and being unable to attack for a long time is the last situation that their team can encounter.

If the rebels want to succeed, they must be like hungry locusts, and the people in their places will be destroyed, otherwise the rebels will be suppressed sooner or later.

If you can't attack for a long time, people's hearts will panic and disperse.

At that time, the mountain fell and everyone pushed it, and it collapsed like a tide, and it came and went quickly.

It is precisely because of this clear understanding that Qingbei will feel anxious and uneasy.

However, two days later, Qingbei finally received good news.

It's good news that the castle of Ikawa Prefecture is broken!!

After holding out for two days, the defender of the city will be inexplicably poisoned, resulting in the Ikawa Mansion guards being leaderless.

At this time, the clans of the Ikawa Prefecture united and sent their own people who were installed in the guard army to the high position of chief general, and the decision to surrender was reached by the internal and external unity.

The Ikawa Prefecture surrendered, the families of the family members were returned, and the family's power and wealth in the Ikawa Prefecture further increased.

The big clan profited, the rebels successfully broke the city, the situation was mutually winning, and the two sides hit it off.

At this point, the rebel army broke through the Icheon Prefecture, replenished the source of troops, and coerced all the forces of the Icheon Prefecture, like a surging river to the north.

The rebels' next target, Yingchuan Province.

……

The imperial capital of Bianliang, the camp of the Zhennan Army.

Nanshan stood in the barracks and felt a restless and solemn atmosphere lingering in the whole camp.

The usually lazy barracks has suddenly become strict in the past two days, and the teams patrolling back and forth have taken on the appearance of some troops.

Nanshan knew very well in his heart that the reason why such a thing happened must be that some special high-ranking people in the army were killed, which made people panic.

And if you want to suppress this unease, you need strict military regulations and a solemn and solemn atmosphere.

"This vanguard general Wu Sen is a little interesting!"

Feeling the familiar atmosphere of the military camp, the corners of Nanshan's mouth rose slightly, and a shallow smile appeared on his face.

Three days later, the big tent.

This was the last meeting before the troops were dispatched, and the number of soldiers attending the meeting was reduced by several people, and even the scholars who had the status of staff members were inexplicably fewer people.

Everyone was sitting in a precarious position, silently waiting for Wu Sen, the vanguard general of the Zhennan Army, who was in the main position, to speak.

After a long time, when the hourglass in front of General Wu Sen had fallen, he spoke.

"Good!"

"The soldiers and soldiers who should come to the meeting have all arrived in advance!"

"I shouldn't have come, and I won't come!"

Speaking of this, General Wu Sen paused, glared at the generals on the left with a pair of tiger eyes, and then looked at the several scholars who attended the meeting with an expressionless face.

Most of the readers avoided the gaze of General Wu Sen, and only Nanshan looked at General Wu Sen with a light smile, confident and proud.

"Pioneer battalion, set off tomorrow and enter Yingchuan from Lintao at the junction of Bianzhou and Yingchuan Prefecture."

"The army is divided into three routes, starting from Yingchuan Mansion to suppress the rebels, and our pioneer battalion belongs to the middle road to break the enemy, and will directly attack the rebels all the way."

"By the way, I forgot to tell you that three days ago, the Igawa Mansion fell, and the guards and clans surrendered one after another."

"Next, what we have to face is the regular rebel army that gathers Nanping Mansion, Youzhou Prefecture, and Jingchuan Prefecture, as well as various rebel forces among the people."

"Not only that, but we also have to suppress bandits and local forces that have risen up on the borders of several major state capitals, but have not participated in this rebellion."

After General Wu Sen said these words, the camp was silent, no one spoke, and no one asked.

Everyone was shocked by the news that General Wu Sen said.

Even Nanshan frowned, and his heart was shocked.

It's so fast!

The momentum of the rebel sweep is too strong!

With the fall of Ikawa Prefecture, the morale of the rebel army must have risen greatly, and the armament of weapons will be increased to a certain extent.

It is clear that the counterinsurgency has become more difficult again.

Two days ago, Nanshan reminded General Wu Sen at the meeting, saying that the battlefield may be Jingchuan Mansion, Yingchuan Mansion, and the imperial capital Bianliang.

At that time, Nanshan was indeed a bit alarmist and exaggerated.

It's just that Nanshan didn't expect that he would say it like this.

I don't know how long it took, all the soldiers and scholars in the big tent set their eyes on Nanshan.

Everyone's eyes are different, some are shocked, some are shocked, and some are dignified...... There are even complaints.

"I'm sorry, it's my crow's mouth!"

Facing everyone's eyes, Nanshan spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, exuding a mixed temperament, without the slightest gentleman's style.

Silent, as if silenced.

The atmosphere in the camp was in a depressing and silent rhythm until General Wu Sen reminded him.

"From now on, join the army in Nanshan and follow me to command."

No one spoke out against General Wu Sen's decision, and there was no reason to oppose it.

The situation accurately predicted by Nanshan before was vividly placed there, who dared to stand up and question it?

If someone stands up, it is questioning General Wu Mori and questioning the IQ and eyes of all the soldiers present here to join the army.

"Let's all go down and prepare!"

Seeing that no one objected or raised opinions, General Wu Sen waved his hand and drove everyone out.

However, in the end, General Wu Mori left Nanshan behind.

"Nan joins the army, please stay, I have something to discuss!"

"Brother Shen!"

"Hmm!"

Shen Changqing walked on the road, and when he met someone he knew well, he would say hello to each other or nod his head.

But it doesn't matter who it is.

There was no superfluous expression on everyone's face, as if they were very indifferent to everything.

on this.

Shen Changqing is used to it.

Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, it is an institution that maintains the stability of Great Qin, and its main responsibility is to kill demons and monsters, and of course there are some other side jobs.

Arguably.

In the Demon Suppression Division, everyone has a lot of blood on their hands.

When a person is accustomed to seeing life and death, then he will become indifferent to many things.

When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but over time he got used to it.

The Demon Suppression Division is huge.

The people who can stay in the Demon Suppression Division are all powerful masters, or people who have the potential to become masters.

Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.

Among them, the Demon Suppression Division is divided into two professions, one is the town guard and the other is the demon exterminator.

Anyone who enters the Demon Suppression Division starts with the lowest level of demon slayer.

Then step by step, he is expected to become a town guard.

Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level of the demon slayer envoys.

Have memories of the predecessor.

He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.

It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of an attic.

Unlike other places full of slaughter, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, and in the bloody Demon Suppression Division, it presents a different tranquility.

At this time, the attic door is open, and there are occasional people entering and exiting.

Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment, and then stepped in.

Access to the attic.

The environment has changed in vain.

A burst of ink fragrance mixed with the faint smell of blood came to his face, making his brow furrow instinctively, but quickly stretched.

The smell of blood on everyone's body in the Demon Suppression Division is almost impossible to clean.