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Chapter 621 Counterinsurgency Strategy

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    Ding Shun¡¯s last words seemed to torture Qin Kan¡¯s soul.

    Qin Kan is the first person in the world to say that Wang Shouren is a saint. Perhaps even Wang Shouren does not believe that he is a saint.

    The literati of the Ming Dynasty were still very shameless. Even if they deserved their reputation, they had to be modest. Unlike a certain Tatar emperor of the Manchu Qing Dynasty who would add a line or change a word to a poem written by others, and the poem would become  It became his own, and whoever dared to put this poem in his own name would be guilty of plundering his family and exterminating his family. So he used this clever and plundering method to become the emperor with the highest poetry output in the world. Of course, the quality of his poetry was also the worst.  It¡¯s time to show off your face as you get older, but this guy just wants to put his shameless face into the coffin, calling himself a ¡°perfect old man¡±.

    Wang Shouren's title of saint is not a self-proclaimed Taoist title after he closes the door. It is the conclusion of countless spiritual successors and descendants over hundreds of years. It is an undisputed fact that has been spread for hundreds of years. It must be unassailable and well-deserved.  Returned.

    A saint may not be popular everywhere. Is Confucius a saint enough?  When he was alive, he traveled to various princely states, seeking opportunities to preach and teach, but he was chased around like stray dogs by the princes.

    Wang Shouren was also a saint, but his style of being a saint was very unique. He showed no mercy when it was time to kill, and had no scruples when it was time to use dirty tricks. Thousands of bandits outside Jiujiang City rushed to surrender to him, but he raised the knife and fell it.  Killing all the bandit leaders shows that the saint is not necessarily a good person. Like the saint, the saint not only kills people but also kills people.

    He even dares to kill people, let alone bragging.

    However, Qin Kan was still surprised by Wang Shouren's actions. It's understandable to brag, but to make the bragging look so fresh and refined, and seriously out of touch with reality, in addition to innate courage, you also need a thick and shocking book.  Shameless.

    Of course, Wang Shouren was not the first to enjoy bragging. As early as the Yongle period, Emperor Yongle ordered General Zhu Neng to march south to Annan. At that time, the combined armies of both sides were less than 300,000. As a result, the Ming army was known as the Eighth Army.  One hundred thousand, Annan is even more outrageous, claiming seven million. It can be said to be the most boasted war in history. The two sides faced each other, and when the generals faced each other head-on, I don¡¯t know if the generals on both sides blushed, but when the historian wrote,  His face must be filled with shame.

    Not to mention bragging, what Ding Shun said about Jiujiang Prefecture being difficult to hold on to is an urgent matter.

    Qin Kan was still soaking in the bathtub, frowning and thinking for a while, then he got up, dried himself, put on clean clothes, left the tent and went directly to Zhu Houzhao's handsome tent.

    There was only Zhu Houzhao in the handsome tent. The march for several days was obviously not an easy task for him, a delicate and noble emperor. After the army set up camp, he entered the tent and fell asleep.

    After hearing the reports from the guards, Qin Kan waited patiently outside the commander's tent for half an hour. It was not until night fell that Zhu Houzhao woke up.

    The guard asked Qin Kan to enter the tent. Qin Kan went in and found Zhu Houzhao eating.

    A large bowl of brown rice, plus a bowl of broth with a few flakes of oil and minced meat, was all Zhu Houzhao had for dinner.

    Since the day he left Beijing for the expedition, Zhu Houzhao's food has always been of this standard. He said that he would eat whatever the soldiers ate. As long as he had one more piece of meat in his bowl than ordinary sergeants, his military morale would be lost.

    A coach who has lost military morale and the support of his soldiers will never be able to win a war.

    The emperor had gone so far, so the generals and nobles below him naturally did not dare to violate the rules. They just followed the rules and ate brown rice and drank the so-called broth which was not much better than shabu-shabu water, including Qin Kan.  .

    Seeing Qin Kan enter the handsome tent, Zhu Houzhao, who was immersed in eating rice in his mouth, raised his hand at him casually, motioning for him to sit down, and then ordered the guards to give Qin Kan a portion of brown rice and broth.

    To be honest, these years of fine clothes and fine food have made Qin Kan's mouth difficult to swallow, but he still has to do what he should do. Qin Kan smiled bitterly and sighed, but did not move his chopsticks.

    Zhu Houzhao had finished cooking a bowl of rice. He raised his head and glanced at him curiously: "Why don't you eat?"

    "Your Majesty, I am not hungry. I plan to eat with Your Majesty later"

    Zhu Houzhao laughed and burped: "You have to wait until the next meal to eat with me. Didn't you see that I was full just now?"

    Qin Kan also smiled: "Your Majesty, you will definitely have another bowl"

    "Why?"

    "Your Majesty, the general shares the joys and sorrows with the soldiers, eats and lives together. This is a necessary means for the commander of an army to win the morale of the army. But in order to win the morale of the army, some things must be done in the open. For example, eating and living together must be done with great fanfare.  make it bigIt borders Jiangxi and has many mountains, forests and rivers. It is neither easy to defend nor attack. Therefore, it is unlikely that the rebels will be completely wiped out in this battle. After the rebels are severely defeated, they will return to Nanchang"

    Qin Kan's voice suddenly became very soft: "The rebels are not defending Nanchang City. Your Majesty, don't forget that there is Poyang Lake next to Nanchang. The navy under Zhu Chenhao is not weak. I can say that the final battle will not be fought."  On the ground, but on the water.¡±

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