Chapter 9 The big waves sweep the sand, remove the false and keep the true
Or voluntarily, if you want to stay, you will stay, and if you are willing to go, you will go.
"Xiucai" Tian Wen was puzzled by this, he thought that now is the time to employ people, the so-called number of people is powerful, although there are only a few hundred people, but at this critical time, as long as everyone works together, whether it is to defend or break through, it is enough for the Qing army to drink a pot.
Therefore, Wang Wu's arrangement was unacceptable for a while.
"Fifth brother, why do you still let them choose?"
Gou Yu also couldn't figure it out, the fifth brother finally controlled the situation, this should bring everyone together to do it with the Tartars, why do you still let people go?
Zhao Jinzhong was still silent, as if the captain's arrangement had nothing to do with him.
The mute Zhu San wanted to express his thoughts, but he couldn't say anything except "Abba Aba", so he had to keep quiet.
The rest of the small flag officers had no opinions, and they stood aside and did not speak.
Looking at these brothers who were willing to fight with him to the end, Wang Wu did not hide his true thoughts.
"Big waves!"
He pointed to the Ming soldiers who were debating whether to go or stay, and explained to everyone that the current situation is basically a dead end, and human nature is complex, and most people will choose life in the face of life and death.
Therefore, if he forced these people to follow him to the end, it was difficult to guarantee that none of them would be shaken by the fear of death, which would not only have no effect on the team, but would even lead to disastrous consequences.
For example, some people will choose to be traitors because they don't want to die, to report to the Qing army, or to act as an internal agent of the Qing army.
Since the start of the all-out anti-Qing war in the seventeenth year of Chongzhen, whether it is the Ming army, the Shun army, or the Great Western Army, they have suffered enough of the losses of traitors.
Lesson, bloody.
The fact that it is close at hand is that Suo Yanlong and Tian Shouyi are the generation.
If it weren't for the fact that these two people had the heart to surrender, the more than 4,000 Ming troops would have dispersed in such a hurry, and only a quarter remained.
The truth is very vulgar, and it is clear at one point.
Wang Wu now wants not quantity, but quality.
This quality is not how good the people who stay can fight, but that the people who stay have a mortal heart!
A heart that doesn't share the sky with the Tartars!
A heart that is willing to follow him!
Only such a person can become a real backbone and a real dead soldier.
Only in this way can there be real unity and real strength!
Forcibly tying everyone together would not do Wang Wu any benefit at all, because he didn't know who would be the next Suo Yanlong and Tian Shouyi.
Even worry that one day when he is asleep, someone will cut off his head and give it to the Qing army to receive a reward.
Therefore, it is necessary to make a voluntary choice to stay or go.
Let's keep the truth from the false.
Gou Yu let out an "oh" and understood what the fifth brother meant: "That is, let those who are afraid of death get out, and let those who are not afraid of death stay, so that we don't have to worry about internal problems." ”
"Yes!"
Wang Wu nodded and looked at Tian Wen, who did not speak this time, but also nodded.
Readers, the truth is always clear.
At the moment, I don't have to say anything, take people to count the candidates to be retained.
About half an hour later, the results came in.
About one-third of them chose to leave, and two-thirds chose to follow Wang Wu and continue the battle with the Qing army.
A total of 487 people remained, and 226 people left.
Among them, more than 30 of Wang Wu's personal soldiers also chose to leave.
As a result, there were only about 90 soldiers left in Wang Wuyan's lineage.
However, Wang Wu did not express his dissatisfaction with the departure of these more than 30 subordinates, but divided some of the silver and copper coins that the mute Zhu San found from Tian Shouyi's account, which can be regarded as entanglement.
As for whether these people joined the Qing army or returned to their hometowns to farm after leaving, he couldn't ask.
Those who left did not go together, but the battalions that separated one after another.
Some of them walked with tears in their eyes, and from time to time they looked back at the big banner with clear characters on the dam field, obviously having special feelings for the place where they had fought, but they had to leave because of the situation.
That kind of psychological torment, Wang Wu can personally experience.
Others kept their heads down and just walked, not daring to raise their eyes to look at everything around them, let alone at their companions who watched them leave.
This kind of guilt is guilty.
There are also some who immediately pack their packages and walk quickly to the camp gate after hearing the notice that they can leave, without looking back.
That's what I wish it was.
After the soldiers who did not want to fight left, the dam field was much more deserted, but as the crowd reunited, a new force was born invisibly.
Or rather, hope.
I hope that on the big sword king five who claims to take them to fight with the Tartars to the end!
Wang Wu is no longer in the dam, but in Suo Yanlong's house.
In addition to Wang Wu and Tian Wen in the house, there are also guerrilla Ma Sizhong and Xu Deyi, who were born in Liu Tichun's old battalion.
There are four people in total.
Ma Sizhong is a native of Weinan, Shaanxi, and Chongzhen joined the peasant army in the thirteenth year, and it has been twenty-four years now.
Forty-three years old this year, but he looks like a sixty-year-old man.
Not only is his head full of white hair, his skin is even darker, and the wrinkles on his face are layer after layer, an old man who is alive, but the thick calluses on his hands tell Wang Wu that this Ma Sizhong is a ruthless person who cannot be seen.
Xu Deyi is a native of Xiangcheng, Henan, and the Dashun Army that Chongzhen participated in in the sixteenth year of his reign is a whole round younger than Ma Sizhong, and he is only thirty-one this year.
Both of them used to be Yu Guohua's subordinates, and now Yu Guohua was killed by Suo Yanlong, and the two of them naturally became the new commanders of Yu's department.
It was Ma and Xu who took the initiative to find Wang Wu, because the two wanted to know what they should do now.
"Brother Ma, Brother Xu, I'm just about to discuss this matter with you."
Wang Wu was very respectful and polite to Ma and Xu, although in terms of military position, he was actually a Jingzhou general awarded by the Yongli Imperial Court, which was higher than the official positions of Ma and Xu.
But Rengui is self-aware, he, the Jingzhou general, is a blank check at all, that is, he only became the captain of Ueda Shouichi last year, and he only had more than 20 people under him when he was the general manager before, and he only brought less than 100 people with the general rear soldiers.
They are incomparable with Ma and Xu, who were born in the "regular army".
In addition, now that he wants to continue to resist the Qing Dynasty with the other party, it is impossible to come up with any shelf of generals, so he is very modest to call the two of them the eldest brother.
This eldest brother's title Ma and Xu are very useful.
Don't look at them, they all have official positions granted by the Ming Yongli court, but because they are all from the old Shun army, they like to be brothers internally.
Quite a reckless hero's temperament.
"I don't hide it from the five brothers, we mean..."
Ma Sizhong put forward an opinion on behalf of Lao Shunjun, that is, they also thought that Wu Jiayuanzi could not hold it, so they had to evacuate from this place, but where to withdraw, the two of them could not make up their minds at the moment.
Ruling out the possibility of breaking through from the front of the Qing defense line was an almost impossible task.
If the whole army of 4,000 people is here, if everyone works together, maybe there will be a glimmer of chance.
Now, it's really a dream.
Listening to Ma Sizhong's words, Wang Wu frowned, because breaking through to the outside line of the Qing army was the only chance he thought was there.