Chapter 769: Son, Merit
For Zhu Shitai, before this year, he had never thought that he would join the army in his life.
According to the long-standing custom of the Duke's Mansion, as the only heir of Duke Cheng, all Zhu Shitai needs to do is study, read, study, and read... When he grows up, he should treat people well and establish good relations with the royal family.
When Zhu Xizhong grows old, he will take over the power of the Duke's Mansion, interact with those powerful and noble relatives, and contribute to the network of relationships woven by the Duke's Mansion.
Of course, the most important thing is to learn how to spy on the emperor's mind, get close to him, and become a close minister.
This was the life he could see the end of.
For an ordinary citizen, if someone told him that he would have no worries about food and clothing and no need to work from tomorrow, he would be ecstatic and feel that he would have no regrets in his life and would be satisfied.
But people are animals who love new things and get tired of old things.
When he lives a happy life with no worries about food and clothing and without having to work, it won't be long before he gets tired of it all.
Not interesting!
Boring!
I don't want to live a day like this anymore.
Then he would pray, praying that he could own a fine horse, eat delicious food and drink spicy drinks, have a beautiful wife and concubines, and have a higher-end circle of friends.
After being satisfied, it didn't take long for him to find himself... damn tired of it all again.
A fine horse is boring, and a beautiful wife and concubines lose their novelty after a long time.
The circle of friends is of low quality and boring.
So, keep seeking excitement.
The same is true for Zhu Shitai. Having lived a life of luxury since childhood, he disdains and even hates the so-called rich and luxurious life.
I am extremely disgusted with a life that I can foresee the end of at a glance.
He had resisted and pretended to be crazy, but responsibility was responsibility and he could not give it up.
He felt that his life was in confusion, even despair, and he could not see any light at all.
It was at this time that his father asked him to study under Jiang Qingzhi.
What to study?
Zhu Shitai also looked down upon his father's sworn brother.
But soon the uncle gave him a surprise.
Astronomy, geography, military strategy... What attracted Zhu Shitai the most was the military strategy. He felt that it was a legacy from his ancestors, which made him feel familiar with it at first sight.
No, it was a feeling of familiarity with my uncle from the first sight.
It seemed as if we had known each other many years ago.
As he continued to learn from his uncle, he gradually discovered that his attitude towards his parents had changed. He used to be bored with them, but now he was examining them.
He felt that his parents' horizons were too narrow, but completely forgot that before he began to study with his uncle, he was even worse than them.
But it was this lack of awareness that made Zhu Shitai develop admiration for his uncle.
Just like the fans of later generations treat their idols.
My uncle said that if the Chengguo Mansion continued like this, they might be rich and powerful, but they would just be like walking corpses.
Zhu Shitai asked: Uncle, isn’t the purpose of life to be rich and noble?
His uncle shook his head and took him to dig an ant hole. They kept digging and digging until they found the queen ant.
The fat queen ant gave Zhu Shitai goosebumps all over his body.
"Look, countless ants are serving this queen ant. Do you think she is rich?"
Zhu Shitai was stunned. In a flash, he blurted out, "This is how wealth and honor come to people!"
"You are a teachable boy." The uncle said approvingly, "Wealth, privilege, and superiority in our eyes, if viewed from another angle or level, are just like this queen ant."
"It's like a dung beetle," Zhu Shitai said. "Dung beetles eat dung and think it's delicious. But to humans, it's disgusting."
"That's right." My uncle said, "When a person is alive, he can either be completely enlightened and look at the world with a cold eye, watching ordinary people suffer in the sea of suffering, but be happy with it. Or he can jump into the sea of suffering, use the sword as his soul, and cut a way out."
Kill your way out!
His uncle looked at him meaningfully.
"Since you are tired of all this, then... destroy before build, destroy thoroughly before build!"
Zhu Shitai realized it and then decided to join the army.
Use the long knife in your hand to carve out a bloody path for your soul!
remember!
If you are not afraid of death, you will not die!
Zhu Shitai kept his uncle's words in mind, and since the war began, he would charge into the front in every battle.
But at this moment, with the long sword approaching him, he could not help but think of this sentence in despair.
I'm not afraid of death!
But death came.
father!
mother!
Zhu Shitai felt that he was going to die, but he was bumped to the side by someone.
Zhu Shitai was stunned by his narrow escape. He heard someone shouting, "Yang Sheng!"
Zhu Shitai stood firm and saw Yang Sheng rushing forward bravely with a musket.
Lunge!
Assassination!
At the same time shouting.
"kill!"
It is exactly the same as the Caodian, with almost no flaws.
But the knife is about to fall on his head.
Yang Sheng turned a blind eye.
"Yang Sheng!"
Zhu Shitai exclaimed.
Being assigned to this small banner, Zhu Shitai knew that there must be some manipulation involved, such as the arrangement of his father or uncle.
But no matter how hard I looked, I couldn't find any trace.
He examined each of his subordinates and felt that each of them might be someone arranged by his father or uncle.
But it is impossible for Yang Sheng alone.
When he first arrived at the Xiaoqi tribe, the burly Yang Sheng gave Zhu Shitai a good impression. However, when Zhu Shitai learned that the boy was less than fifteen years old, he was also surprised.
Martial arts!
This is what Yang Sheng said.
A student of martial arts!
In order to prepare for this war, the martial arts school interrupted its studies and asked the students to return to their respective garrisons to prepare for the war.
My uncle said: No matter how much you learn in martial arts, you have to verify and practice it on the battlefield. Learning is knowing, killing the enemy is doing. You have to combine what you have learned with actual combat to become a qualified general.
But after all, he was only a fourteen-year-old boy, so the other people in the small flag unit took good care of this little brother.
Before the war, Zhu Shitai told Yang Sheng that if he encountered danger during the war, he should just give instructions.
But before he could take care of this little brother, he was saved by the little brother.
Yang Sheng had only one thought in his mind at this moment.
"Go home!" Take your father home!
The night before he left, my mother said to my grandmother: Mom, Dalang is still young, let him go to receive the soul of my husband, right...
Grandma said, "In troubled times, children in their early teens would kill people. Our family... has lost its pillar, so we can only let Dalang stand up. Remember, a family must have a man who can stand up, otherwise you will become the target of bullying by the neighbors."
He remembered this sentence well.
How can a man stand firm?
——Military merit!
These are the words of Emperor Jiajing at the opening ceremony.
A man should seek fame and fortune right away!
These are the words of Long Wilbur.
Well then, let me use my merits to protect this family from wind and rain!
Use your merits to welcome your father's soul back home!
"kill!"
Yang Sheng's eyes were wide open with anger, and at this moment he forgot about life and death.
There are only enemies in sight.
With the bayonet pointing upwards, insert it straight into the opponent's waist and ribs, then pull it out forcefully.
Without even looking, Yang Sheng continued to rush forward.
An enemy soldier in front of him was hacking at a Ming soldier who had lost his musket. He grinned and swung his long sword, the sword flashing like a streak of silk...
Kill the enemy, make merit, get cattle, sheep, money, and slaves.
"kill!"
Amid the roar, the enemy soldier only felt a sharp pain in his lower abdomen. He tilted his head and saw a burly but childish-faced Ming army soldier drawing his bayonet and continuing to charge forward.
"kill!"
With a roar, the young man rushed forward without hesitation.
"God!"
The old soldier Tian Fang was stunned. "What the hell! Is he fourteen years old?"
Zhu Shitai came back to his senses at this time and shouted, "Follow me!"
A stern shout came from behind, "Master's order, attack in the middle! Attack!"
"assault!"
Zhu Shitai roared, "Assemble, form a team!"
The small flag troops quickly formed into rows.
But Yang Sheng rushed forward alone.
"Yang Sheng! Yang Sheng!"
Yang Sheng was startled and realized that he was surrounded by enemy cavalry on both sides.
Although he is not afraid of death, he does not want to die in vain.
"Get down!"
When the voice of flag officer Zhu Shitai was heard, Yang Sheng lay down without hesitation.
"Fire!"
Zhu Shitai shouted.
Bang bang bang bang!
A wave of volleys swept away the enemies around Yang Sheng, and he crawled back to his comrades.
As soon as he stood up, he was slapped on the head. It was Wang Kaoshan.
"Damn it! I'm going to do it!"
Snapped!
"Good boy!" This is Tian Fang.
"Great job, kid!"
Taking advantage of the free time of reloading, everyone slapped Yang Sheng in the face.
Zhu Shitai was the last one. He not only slapped Yang Sheng, but also said excitedly: "Yang Sheng, you killed three enemies with a sword, great achievement!"
"Oh!" Yang Sheng found that he was not excited, he even looked up at the sky.
After reloading, Yang Sheng closed his eyes and whispered, "Dad, did you see that? Son, you've done a great job!"
The left wing launched the first counterattack, followed by the center.
The musketeers in the middle moved forward in rows, and their rotation method changed. Previously, the first row would retreat after shooting, but now the first row would reload on the spot after shooting, while the formation behind would move forward.
"Boom!"
Bang bang bang bang!
After the drum sound, a volley of fire was heard, and in the air filled with smoke, the subsequent formation moved forward.
Go forward again and fire again!
The intensive firepower made it impossible for the enemy to get close.
"Faster!"
Yan Xu was roaring.
"Forward!" Qin Yuan shouted, waving his sword.
At this moment, he thought of the superiority of his wife and Yue's family, and all the humiliations he had suffered.
He just wanted to free himself in this battle.
I'm not a wimp who relies on women to get ahead!
I am Qin Yuan!
What a man!
"go ahead!"
Amid the shouts, the vanguard soldiers of the government army followed the drum beats and marched forward in neat steps.
"Morale is high!" Yan Song was so frightened by the momentum of the counterattack that he did not speak for a long time.
“Not quite there!”
Who the hell said that?
The old prime minister turned around angrily and found that it was someone named Jiang.
"Qingzhi's meaning, can it be more sharp?"
"Of course." Jiang Qingzhi said, "The rotation can be faster, and the volley can be faster. If both can be improved, the enemy's chances of breaking in will be very small."
Since the introduction of the flintlock rifle to the present, Jiang Qingzhi has seen more than twenty examples of enemy breakthroughs.
Fortunately, various contingency plans were prepared during the drills and the enemy was quickly driven out, but the losses were still considerable.
"You are nitpicking." Yan Song said dissatisfiedly.
"This is the first time!" Jiang Qingzhi said, "Altan and his subordinates were caught off guard and had no time to think about how to deal with firearms. But what about the next time? What about the next time? Firearms are very powerful, but they cannot defeat everything. Once the opponent finds a weakness..."
"I know you will have a way to deal with it."
"Have."
"What method?"
"The Mohists are researching a powerful weapon."
"What's it called?"
"truth!"
(End of this chapter)
