Water Margin farming to become powerful

Chapter 579 Jurchens learn war from war
"The Sixth Prince is not afraid of villains, naturally because the Sixth Prince is so majestic and heroic, and everyone in the Jin Kingdom is a magic weapon sent from heaven..."

Although Zhang Xuan felt sad in his heart, he still knew clearly that he had to continue his deception in order to survive, and he started to flatter him shamelessly.

Halfway through his words, he suddenly felt a cold liquid being poured down on him.

"Fuck you!"

After Wanyan Zongbi poured the sauce on Zhang Xuan's head, everyone pointed at Zhang Xuan and laughed.

Zhang Xuan's head and face were already covered with gravy, which was sticky. The gravy had stained the Confucian clothes he had just put on that represented his last dignity.

Zhang Xuan knelt on the ground and did not dare to speak. He only felt that his hands were shaking uncontrollably.

"Look up at me!"

Zhang Xuan was stunned for a moment, and without raising his head, he saw a foot wearing leather boots stepping in front of him. Zhang Xuan quickly raised his head and saw Wanyan Zongbi, who was above him.

"Let me ask you the truth, why are we, the people of the Jin Kingdom, not afraid of you? If you tell the truth, I will cut off your tongue."

Zhang Xuan swallowed, calmed down, and replied in a low voice: "It's because the Jin people know that the Han and Khitan people can't defeat them."

Only then did Wanyan Zongbi laugh, "After a long night, I finally told the truth!"

He told his subordinate Puli: "Give this Zhang Xuan a seat!"

Zhang Xuanzhan stood up tremblingly and saw Jin Guoren placing a wooden stool without leather cushion in the tent. He didn't dare to do it at first. Wanyan Zongbi glared at him, and then he sat down with half his buttocks in his arms. Sitting like this makes me feel more tired than standing.

Wanyan Zongbi and the few noble young men around him stopped teasing Zhang Xuan. Wanyan Zongbi sat down in front of Zhang Xuan and said, "If you Han and Khitan people can defeat us Jin people, what will you do to me today?" If they attack you, I'm afraid they will attack you even more cruelly than we do."

"No need to defend!" Wanyan Zongbi stopped Zhang Xuan's answer with one sentence and said with a smile: "We Jin people did not kill you, not because of our benevolence and righteousness, but because there are too few of us. We will kill you as soon as we come." Not only that, but secondly, you are needed. If not, killing is just killing."

Zhang Xuan was embarrassed and could only force a smile.

Wanyan Zongbi stared into Zhang Xuan's eyes: "I'm afraid you are feeling scared and ashamed at this moment. You Han people like to read, but you have read for so many years, but you can only read a word that is not even big enough for us. Act like a clown in front of the bastard."

"We have been fighting since we were young, and you have been at school since you were young. I think you have suffered less than us. But now you have to suffer such humiliation, don't you feel angry in your heart?"

Zhang Xuan wanted to speak again, but the young man next to Wanyan Zongbi stopped him again: "If you dare to tell lies, cut out your tongue!"

Zhang Xuan didn't dare to speak again and could only laugh awkwardly again.

"So what if you're not angry? You just can't beat us Jin people?"

Wanyan Zongbi looked at Zhang Xuan: "Tell me, it's one arm and two hands. Tell me why you can't defeat us Jin people? I want to hear the truth!"

Zhang Xuan understood in his heart at this time that these Jurchen nobles wanted to show their talents in front of him, and finally realized that the situation at this time could not be fooled by being cute and ugly. He could only answer sincerely:

"Destiny rotates, either in the east or in the west, 300 years in the south and 300 years in the north. When Li Tang rose, there was a group of heroes to help him. When the Khitan people dominated the northern border, it was also because of how many heroes they fought in a short period of time. The people of the Song Dynasty fled with their heads in their hands, and now the fate of the Jin Kingdom fell. Heroes suddenly rose up together. Tens of thousands of Liao troops who could fight with a thousand people abandoned their helmets and armor. They did not fall for ten years and gained a vast territory. It is evident that the destiny is clear. "Hearing this, the Jurchen nobles around Wanyan Zongbi all showed proud faces, but Wanyan Zongbi shook his head and laughed.

"What you Han people say is just to deceive stupid men and women. How can we say that we rise wherever destiny falls?"

"Even when we Jurchens founded our country, it was no different. Something magical happened. We fought all the big battles with our own hands. If we didn't die on the battlefield, we would have died many times. .”

"It's just that we defeated you, so everyone said that we were like gods. In fact, even if there are gods, they will not come to the battlefield to help people. Isn't it because we won that we said these words?"

Zhang Xuan thought to himself that Wanyan Zongbi should not be underestimated. What he said really made sense. He seemed to be a wise young man who was not easy to fool.

Knowing that Wanyan Zongbi was not trying to be coy at this time, he put on a serious look, looked at Wanyan Zongbi and asked sincerely: "Such a student, I don't know why our Jin country can rise so quickly in more than ten years." .”

Wanyan Zongbi smiled and said, "I'll tell you this." The female nobles around him also looked at Wanyan Zongbi curiously, wanting to know what he would say, and saw Wanyan Zongbi tapping his fingers again. Xuan said: "It's because we in the Kingdom of Jin don't have people like you."

Zhang Xuan was startled.

Wanyan Zongbi asked with a smile: "Why do you look so embarrassed? Do you feel dissatisfied in your heart?"

Wanyan Zongbi laughed loudly: "Yes, you must be dissatisfied. Your Pingzhou was the last to surrender among the sixteen states of Yanyun. It was your superior who surrendered that you followed him. You are not a surrendered general. Most of them think that they are much better than the Han people who defected in battle, so they shouldn't be humiliated like this, right?"

Zhang Xuan looked at Wanyan Zongbi and nodded.

"But when the two soldiers meet on the battlefield, if you lose, won't you surrender? If you had that backbone, you would have died when Pingzhou City was destroyed!"

Zhang Xuan's face changed drastically, and he finally lowered his head in shame.

"But that's not why I said you are harming the country. In fact, whether you surrender or not, whether you can fight or not, it is already too late to regret it by the time you consider surrendering. If you can win, who would want to surrender?"

Zhang Xuan looked at Wanyan Zongbi again in confusion.

"The reason you are harming the country is because you don't fight!"

"How can there be so many complicated things in war?"

"Just like you learn to write articles, farmers learn to grow food, and blacksmiths learn to make iron. The more you write, the more you plant, and the more you do, the more you will master it."

"My previous generation was illiterate, and even now I don't necessarily have any literary talents. In contrast, you Han people have written down all the art of war in those countries many years ago, and read them one by one. But why can't you defeat us Jurchens holding wooden bows?"

"It's just one--it's too little!"

"When we learn to fight, we learn it from the dead. The more we learn, the better we can fight. The more we learn, the less we die. The better we know how to fight, the more we can win. The more we can win, the more we can fight. The more we fight, the more we can win." He knows how to fight better."

(End of this chapter)