"Volume 1: All warriors rely on good combination and surprise to win. Use regular troops to meet the enemy, and use surprise troops to win. The combination of surprise and righteousness creates endless changes. After using regular troops to fake defeat and lure the Zhao army to follow and pursue, Send two groups of surprise troops to ambush on both sides, wait for them to pass, and intercept them in the middle. An ambush of 25,000 men intercepts the front army, and an ambush of 4,000 men intercepts the Zhao army in the barrier. If they don't care about each other, they will be alone and unable to respond. In this way, Zhao's troops will be dispersed and no joint force can be formed..."
"Volume 2: The three armies can seize the spirit, and the general can seize the heart. After besieging the Zhao army, it is not just a passive siege. It sends light troops to harass the Zhao army, engage in guerrilla warfare, torture them psychologically, and make them unable to survive. , unable to seek death, always in a state of terror, suffering spiritual torture, unable to escape the threat of death. Eventually, he lost his fighting spirit, lost confidence, gave up resistance, and raised his hands to surrender..."
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Zhao Jin looked at this military book. It was full of extremely valuable battlefield experience and even the existence of battle formations. It was not like Zhao Jin had never seen the art of war. Under the influence of his old man, he had read a lot about those military masters since he was a child. However, It is rare to find a military book like this one that uses actual combat examples and explains it in such detail.
Zhao Jin absorbed these experiences with joy, and he believed that these would become extremely powerful aids for him in the future.
"The topography of the battlefield is also the help of soldiers. The topography of the Changping battlefield is surrounded by mountains on all sides, with a passage in the middle that can only accommodate a carriage. It is like a pocket, called the Valley of Killing, or the Valley of Saved Injustice. This kind of The terrain can be said to be that one man can guard the gate and ten thousand men can't open it. The art of war says: 'The soldiers are marching along the road, which is a dangerous place.'"
"This kind of terrain is not conducive to traffic, but it is conducive to an ambush. Using this kind of terrain to fake defeat and lure the enemy into believing it is true, the driving force pursues the victory and enters the originally laid pocket. It is divided into two and the pocket is tightened. , and thus fell into a desperate situation, so that it was completely defeated and almost the entire army was annihilated..."
While Zhao Jin continued to learn from these experiences, he was also secretly guessing about Mr. Da's identity. He always felt that the actual combat experience in these military books was like Mr. Da's own personal experience. There was always a voice flashing through his mind, This book must have been written by Mr. Da himself.
Beside the stone table in the small courtyard, Song Lie and Mr. Da were sitting on the stone stools sipping tea. Brother Hu, who was full of wine and food, was lying on the wooden rocking chair not far away, his belly as round and bulging as a hill. The buttons on the shirt were almost bursting.
"You two, how is my Qilin?"
Song Lie looked at the two of them with a bit of pride, and he couldn't hide the joy on his face.
"He is indeed a dragon and a phoenix among men. Coupled with his natural talent for divine power, he is indeed suitable to learn my halberd technique."
Brother Hu didn't know where to bite the grass in his mouth. At this time, his expression had a feeling of "a cigarette after meals, a living immortal", and it looked so pleasant.
"Well, my future of Daqin."
Mr. Da couldn't help but nodded. He naturally felt that Song Lie was looking at him teasingly. He himself was a little embarrassed, but fortunately he was thick-skinned and he was a man who had lived for thousands of years.
"Okay, you can laugh if you want."
Of course, Mr. Da knew that Song Lie's thoughts in his heart at this time, when he came at the beginning, he just came to teach Zhao Jin to teach Zhao Jin. At the time, it looked a little unwilling.
But now Zhao Jin wakes up Qin Guo's totem beast. The Great Qin Kingdom has admitted that Zhao Jin is the future of Qin Kingdom. How can he become so rigid?
Now in the hearts of Mr. Da, Zhao Jin is the hope of Qin Guo, let alone unwilling. Now he is afraid that he will not be a thousand or 10,000 willingness.
"Hahahahaha..."
Finally, Song Lie still couldn't help laughing. The tiger on the side was infected by the laughter. As soon as he wanted to laugh twice, he was stopped by Mr. Da's eyes. This is not what he can mess with .
"Okay, it's not too early, I should leave too."
Song Lie calmed down his emotions, glanced in the direction of Zhao Jin's room with a somewhat reluctant look, and slowly stood up.
"Jun Wu'an, Marquis Wen, I leave my nephew, the Qilin son of his Zhao family, to you!"
Song Lie slightly arched his hands towards Mr. Da and Brother Hu. At this time, Mr. Da and Brother Hu also stood up and bowed slightly.
"Don't worry, General Song. How can our Great Qin's future be weaker than others? We will definitely give it our all!"
Song Lie looked at Mr. Da, who had obviously changed his attitude before and after the contract, and felt quite amused. What kind of sparks would come out of such an arrogant master and such a sinister disciple?
Song Lie was looking forward to it, but it was a pity that he couldn't watch it in person and record it one by one. Otherwise, a book about "The Arrogant Master and the Sinister Disciple" would be very popular.
"Rest assured, Song Kitchen, you can rest assured, let the young master give it to us!"
Brother Hu also said to Song Liewen in a loud voice. Unexpectedly, as soon as Mr. Da looked at him, he immediately knew that he had said the wrong thing. He immediately became silent, covered his mouth with his hand and shook his head, expressing He knew it was wrong, so he just said nothing.
"Well, since he can send you two here, I believe he knows it well, so I can leave with peace of mind!"
As he spoke, Song Lie jumped onto the wall of his small courtyard, waved his hands to the two of them, and disappeared from their sight in a few jumps.
"This Chef Song will never leave a good door. He has to climb over the wall. He still likes to show off."
Brother Hu looked at Song Lie's back, his mouth was skimmed, and Mr. Da on the side shook his head, expressing speechless habits of Song Lie still a little childish habit.
The sun began to decline slowly, and gradually changed from the dazzling noon to a soft afternoon light. In the sky, a dark blue, only a trace of clouds, as if on this vast boundlessness with delicate white white.
The time continued to pass, the sunset began to fall slowly, the blue in the sky gradually became darker, and finally became dark purple.
At this time, the lights in the room have become soft, giving a sense of tranquility and peace. The quietness of the night and the active afternoon form a sharp contrast, making people feel that the passage of time is so fast and mysterious.
Zhao Jin was immersed in the ocean of the soldiers all afternoon. Until he couldn't stand it, he had to rub his eyes and walked out. The little shadow on the shoulder has been obediently running to Zhao Jin's head and falling asleep without making any noise or fuss.
As soon as I came out, I saw countless shocking sword light continuously flipped in the yard. The black figure held a bronze sword. It seemed that each action was very common, but it was full of endless sword.
Suddenly, the owner of the sword seemed to have discovered Zhao Jin, and turned the sword over and stabbed Zhao Jin straight.
Zhao Jin felt that he was locked by the endless killing intention. He just had to react, but found that his body was not scored. How many people had to kill to produce the killing intention? Even the space of the whole body was blocked, and before the sword arrived, he had been suppressed by the killing intention.
In Zhao Jin's almost desperate eyes, the tip of the sword stopped less than a millimeter in front of Zhao Jin's forehead. He only felt a chill hitting his brain.
At that time, there was only one thought left in his mind, with this sword strike, he would die.
The two life-and-death crises encountered in the General's Tomb last time seemed so insignificant under this sword.
Not to mention the sword blade, Zhao Jin felt that he could not resist it just by the sword intent.
"Boy Zhao, how about my sword?"
Mr. Da sheathed his sword and stood, looking at Zhao Jin expressionlessly.
Zhao Jin saw that he was not dead, so he reached out and touched his forehead. There was no wound at all, and he was safe and sound. But he found that his back had been soaked unknowingly at that moment.
Brother Hu, who was lying on a wooden rocking chair in the distance, looked at Mr. Da's "performance" with great disdain.
"Tch, you are really good at pretending. Whenever you can't dance with the sword, you have to wait until he comes out to dance..."
As if he noticed the bad words that Brother Hu was saying in his heart, Mr. Da immediately turned his head and stared at him. Realizing that he was locked by Mr. Da's gaze, Brother Hu couldn't help but feel guilty and turned around and stopped looking at him.
"Tch, you're so awesome. If I can't beat you, it's weird that I can let you show off like this!"
Of course, Zhao Jin didn't know the inner activities of the two of them. He only knew that the sword just struck was so powerful that he couldn't even think of resisting.
He knew Mr. Da was strong, but he didn't expect him to be so strong. Now he began to have an intuitive understanding of Mr. Da's strength.
"Sir, this sword... is very strong! Please teach me, sir!"
Zhao Jin didn't feel angry after being offended at all, but instead bowed to Mr. Da.
"Um."
Seeing that the effect he wanted was achieved, Mr. Da nodded lightly, turned around, and walked towards the stone table in the small courtyard.
"He's showing off again, I'm really impressed by this guy!"
Brother Hu, who was sitting on the recliner in the distance, caught a glimpse of this scene from the corner of his eye and couldn't help but complain in his heart.
It seems that Brother Tiger is also quite shady, or is he forced to be shady because he can't beat the opponent and can only complain in his heart?
"How do you like the book of war?"
Mr. Da sat down and took a sip of tea, then asked Zhao Jin who was following him unhurriedly.
"Sir, this military writing is truly exquisite. Disciple, I enjoy reading it."
Zhao Jin bowed respectfully, and Mr. Da continued to drink tea expressionlessly. However, Brother Hu, who was not far away, couldn't help but complain in his heart.
"Who doesn't know that the military book was written by you? Now I'm not sure how beautiful it is, and I'm still pretending to be deep."
Brother Hu couldn't help but curl his lips at the side that Mr. Da couldn't see.
"Any doubts?"
"have."
"explain."
