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Wang Shouren was also afraid of finding these useless officials who could only talk and talk. In his heart, these officials were worse than trash.
If an army wants to have combat effectiveness, unified command is the first element. These days, the high-ranking officials whom Saint Wang picked up along the way have caused him a lot of trouble. In terms of official position, Wang Shouren is the governor of Ting and Ganxi, which is not big or small. In peacetime, his authority is indeed comparable to that of an imperial envoy. However, in During the war, when he lost contact with the imperial court, the governor was really not enough. Especially after he picked up some officials with false titles such as minister of minister and censor of Qiandu, the upper echelons of the entire army fell into a struggle for power.
Facts have proved that these people picked up by Wang Shouren are not only trash, but also a group of scourges.
An army of tens of thousands that goes deep into the enemy's rear. No matter how many rebels are annihilated or how many cities are recaptured, just the four words "going deep into the enemy's rear" are enough to make a name for themselves in the history books. Their merits are great. The authority to command this army, Who wouldn't be jealous?
When the intrigues intensified, the eternal sage Wang Shouren proved with practical actions that he was by no means a good person.
In front of all the high-ranking officials, he ordered a magistrate with the false title of Minister of Household Affairs of Nanjing to be hanged up and given a hundred whips. The scene was very pornographic, violent, and particularly strong. I couldn't help but blush after just one look. ¡
While the minister was beaten to death, Wang Shouren also gained absolute command over the army. As for how many angry memorials he would receive after the rebellion was suppressed, and how much criticism and abuse he would face, these were not among his considerations. .
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¡°You don¡¯t know how many years have passed in the mountains, and even Wang Shouren himself can¡¯t remember how many days he spent in the mountains and forests.
On a gloomy gray morning, two spies sent out sneaked back into the hinterland of the mountains.
After half an hour of burning incense, all the generals and officials gathered around Wang Shouren. Their eyes were fixed on a broken map in front of Wang Shouren. On the map, the word "Nanchang" was particularly eye-catching.
"The time has come!" Wang Shouren said this with a cold face.
Wu Wending and Dai Deru beside them looked very excited. They were the people who knew Wang Shouren's strategic intentions best. These days, sleeping in the open air, drinking blood, and hiding in the mountains without seeing the light of day, isn't it just for this moment?
"Your Excellency, you want to attack Nanchang?" All the generals and officials took a breath.
"Yes, I want to conquer Nanchang!" Wang Shouren's weathered face looked very determined.
The faces of all the officials who had wanted to impeach Wang Shouren suddenly became very ugly. Many of them moved their lips and seemed to want to negotiate with Wang Shouren. The content of the negotiation was nothing more than "As long as you don't lead us to commit collective suicide, we don't have to participate in the impeachment." You" and so on.
"Nanchang is a place that King Ning has managed for a hundred years. It has many soldiers and generals and is heavily guarded. Why attack it?" The official who asked the question looked at Wang Shouren as if he were a lunatic who could not be cured by any medicine or stone.
"Night attack." Wang Shouren's answer was so concise that Wang Shouren could not force himself to be as warm as spring in his attitude towards waste.
"The Art of War says: Attack it five times, and surround it ten times. But now the number of defenders is several times the number of attackers. How can you capture Nanchang?"
"Before today, the rebel army was several times larger than mine. After today, the number of Nanchang defenders will not exceed 10,000." Wang Shouren's tone was still so determined.
"How can we see it?"
"The traitor Zhu Chenhao has made up his mind to fight a decisive battle with the Anqing King's Division. All the soldiers from Nanchang have been sent to Anqing. Nanchang is almost an empty city. We will seize this opportunity to gather together and attack Nanchang. Nanchang will be defeated."
?????????????????????Everyone looked at Wang Shouren's calm and wise face carefully for a long time, and finally became convinced that this guy did not intentionally lead them to commit suicide collectively, so everyone's expressions gradually relaxed.
"I have some bad opinions about whether to attack Nanchang or not" A senior official stroked his beard and prepared for a long rhetoric.
Wang Shouren raised his head to look at the sky, put away the map in front of him, and interrupted the official rudely: "Since you know the bad views, why bother to say more? Tonight, I will make rice at midnight and leave the mountain at ugly time. Within three days, The troops are approaching Nanchang City, and we must capture Nanchang City within two hours, otherwise you will die for your country together with Wang!"
"After all, Nanchang is the base of the rebel army. If Zhu Chenhao leads his army back to support, how can he respond?"
Wang Shouren raised his eyes to the distant north and said in a calm but firm tone: "Zhu Chenhao cannot return help, but Qin Kan is in Anqing. He knows me, and I know him."
A close friend is not an invitation?Eating, not drinking and chatting, the silent understanding on both sides of the battlefield can verify the existence of the feeling of confidants.
Wang Shouren finally led this army, which was pieced together like picking up rags, out of the mountains of Raozhou, Jiangxi, and headed for Nanchang.
?????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????????: Wang Shouren¡¯s tactics of using troops are truly unpredictable and unpredictable.
While the army was setting out, countless spies had sneaked into Nanchang and its nearby villages and towns and began to scatter leaflets and slogans throughout the city.
After Jiujiang Prefecture scared Zhu Chenhao and had to withdraw his troops and take a detour, Wang Shouren seemed to have tasted the sweetness of public opinion warfare and psychological warfare, and this time was no exception.
In the slogan of this flyer, Wang Shengren once again put gold on his face. He claimed that his 300,000 troops were elite guards transferred from Huguang and Fujian. If the Buddha blocks the Buddha, kill the Buddha, and if the devil blocks the devil, kill the devil. , I boasted so much, I don¡¯t know if Saint Wang blushed.
Late at night on the 21st day of September in the third year of Zhengde, Wang Shouren led a broken army of 40,000 people and quietly appeared outside Nanchang City.
"Wang is determined to capture the city this time. Regardless of whether he is an official or a military general, if he does not attack the city after three drums, he will kill the army! If he does not attack the city after four drums, he will kill the general and the officer!"
The murderous pre-war mobilization made all military officers and civilian officials change their expressions. Looking at the undisguised murderous intent in Wang Shouren's eyes, everyone finally confirmed two things.
First, this guy named Wang is definitely not a kind person. Secondly, this grandson is serious!
"I don't know if Wang Shouren had long thought of killing these civil servants who were worse than trash. The military order he issued this time was extremely unethical.
Late at night, after the 40,000-strong army rested quietly under Nanchang City for half an hour, with the general flag in the team and the low-pitched shouts of hundreds and thousands of households, the 40,000-person army quietly set up their formation.
In the siege formation, a group of civil servants in tattered clothes stood at the front with mournful faces, looking desperately at the ferocious city head in the distance like a giant beast.
In the dark night when he could not see his fingers, Wang Shouren calmly issued the order to attack the city.
The rumbling drums resounded suddenly in all directions in the dark night. Countless soldiers, carrying ladders and shields, rushed towards Nanchang City like a tide amidst shouts and killings. (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com