Reborn Regent of Ming Dynasty

However, the officials he had always admired secretly stabbed Fushan Ying up and down in the back, secretly paid tribute to the Dezhou side, and when they worked hard and even bleed for Jinan up and down Fushan, what they faced was this kind of betrayal that was not a betrayal. The taste is naturally very uncomfortable.

"Brother Shifu, it's not worth it, don't be angry."

Sun Liangdong, who has always been grumpy, was very calm. Not only did he not feel any resentment at all, but he was also able to persuade Zhang Shifu.

Seeing everyone's surprise, Sun Liangdong gave a wry smile, and said in a deep voice: "Back then, Lao Qian and Lao Su and I went out to do work for the big gentry and grain households. They praised you, and when you turned around, even a broom Put it away. No matter how honest we are, these big families are guarding against you like thieves. Although our Fushan camp has good military discipline, in the eyes of these high-ranking officials, they are just beggars and refugees who are filthy and smelly. Smell. My lord is killing and decisive again. In the mind of a senior official, isn’t that the opposite? Qiu Lei is a bastard with poor military discipline, and he can’t fight a war, but he can’t stand him. He is from a family of generals, and he knows his roots and trusts him.”

Such an analysis shows that although the two sides are not exactly the same, they actually have something in common, which makes perfect sense. [

"The top priority is that there are tigers at the front door and wolves at the back door."

Qu Rui was worthy of Zhang Shouren's admiration for his general talent, frowned and said: "This is a confusing situation, a chaotic situation, and the most urgent thing is to break out of the situation."

After finishing speaking, he himself smiled wryly: "It's just how to break the situation, the subordinates will get nothing."

"Let's pretend to be Tartars and ambush Qiu Lei. His [-] soldiers, our [-] soldiers can barely break him."

"But the Tartars are right outside the door. It's not difficult to break Qiulei. Teach the Tartars to enter the city and slaughter hundreds of thousands of soldiers and civilians in Jinan. Will we still have the nerve to walk with our heads held high?"

Fushan's combat strength comes from the most brutal and arduous training, as well as the best armored stomach and weapons, as well as the sharpest artillery and firecrackers, but the most important thing is the kind that Zhang Shouren brought up step by step in his heart. The pride and pride of our soldiers.

Defend the country and protect the safety of the common people.

From fighting pirates, to thieves, bandits, and even green-skinned gangsters, while cleaning up these people, they have naturally gained praise from the people.

The common people are not fools, even though they are good men who are not soldiers, they are those useless battalion soldiers, those who can't defend the country, but harass and harm the people. It is Jiaozhou, and then there is the trust and support of the people in Laizhou and Dengzhou.

The soldiers of the Fushan camp walked everywhere in Denglai and were respected everywhere. Invisibly, this kind of soldiers called Fushan soldiers had more dignity and sense of honor.In addition to many factors such as salary and military discipline, this kind of military honor definitely accounts for a large share of what supports this group.

Once Jinan is lost in a private fight and the soldiers and civilians are slaughtered, it will be difficult to maintain this sense of honor in the future.

Zhang Shifu gradually calmed down, looking at the unpredictable Zhang Shouren who was sitting in the middle, but he had not spoken all the time, and asked in a deep voice, "What do you think, my lord?"

"Yeah, we talked for a long time, but your lord didn't say anything."

"I listen to the adults, and I will teach you what to say, and I will wait for the adults to speak."

Those who spoke were those who did not express their opinions, most of them were newly promoted officers like Zhu Wangli, Li Yongxin, and Zhao Qinian. Provide reliable data at any time. They were very cautious in this expansion of the military discussion and did not say anything. At this time, everyone looked at Zhang Shouren as if they had found their backbone.

In the final analysis, this team is all about Zhang Shouren!

"Let me speak for the adults."

Before Zhang Shouren could speak, the staff officer Jiang Min stepped forward.

Although many veteran officers present looked at this junior staff officer suspiciously, Jiang Min did not have the slightest stage fright. This young officer was born to be a staff officer, no matter what the situation was , even if he was still fighting to the death one second, the next second he must have combed his hair neatly, and cleaned his body meticulously, without any flaws to be found. [

Jiang Min was like this at this moment, standing proudly upright, the military uniform was close to the body and straight, very snuggly and good-looking, looking around, there was also a strong and unquestionable confidence in his eyes.

Looking at the crowd, he said: "According to your lord's advice, the General Staff Office dispatched a small cavalry team to venture between ten and twenty miles out of the north gate, and encountered the enemy several times. At the same time, we attacked last night, I went around the Tartar camp in the west city, and there are various signs that my lord's deduction is correct, and my colleagues in the staff office also have the same opinion as my lord, that is: the enemy in the west is not the right-wing soldiers from the east between Dezhou and Jinan, it should be near Yucheng, where the real main force of the Tatars lies in ambush. Once Qiu Lei's troops pass by, the whole army will surely be wiped out. Now our army has three choices First, regardless of the attitude of the enemy or the movement of the Qiu tribe, stick to Jinan. If the enemy moves, I will not move. Second, send troops to Dezhou, find the main force of the enemy to fight, and assist Qiu Lei's troops. Third, go west and defeat the fake Tatars. The face-to-face enemy of the sub-main force!"

These three plans, like the rolling thunder across the sky in spring, immediately stunned everyone present.

"The first plan seems too conservative, and the third seems too radical..."

Zhang Shifu was vaguely qualified to be Zhang Shouren's deputy, he was the oldest and most qualified among the team officers, and he was the leader of the Fushan Zhangjiabao faction, so he was the first to speak at this time.

Out of trust in Zhang Shouren rather than the staff office, no one would question Zhang Shouren's judgment except for verifying a few small details. This is also one of the important reasons why Zhang Shouren is working hard to support the staff office.

He needs someone to revise his battle plan and deny his own judgment in the future. The group must continue to grow, and it is impossible to rely on one person alone.

"To save Qiu Lei...I wish he could die right now...so..." Zhang Shifu made a very rare gesture of spreading his hands helplessly, and said to Zhang Shouren, "Your Excellency, let's make the decision."

His words are also the thoughts of most people present.

Just because the defense of the city was too conservative, he was a bit reluctant to save Qiu Lei, but to attack the enemy in front of him. After all, the Qing army on the opposite side seemed to have a small number of 2 people, and there were a lot of people. It was a bit too risky to go out of the city to invite a battle.

"My lord, what my subordinates mean is, either don't do it, or do it with a big vote."

Zhu Wangli waited for a long time, clenched his hands into fists, until finally he couldn't bear it anymore, stood up, and said loudly: "Man, husband, how can you sit in the city and wait for the enemy's tricks to succeed? Qiu Lei is not a thing, and the Tatar who ambushed him The son will definitely prevent us from going to help from the north, so there is no doubt that we are going to fight the enemy from the southwest!"