Learning God in Hand, I Have the World

Surrounded by a group of soldiers, Zhuang Li climbed onto the high platform and watched the battlefield.

The sound of war drums was rumbling, like rolling thunder in the sky, and the foreign coalition forces of the Jin Kingdom rushed forward in the direction of the spread of the thunder. The Mongolian army rushed to the ground in all directions.

The Mongolian army tried to adopt their best tactics, fighting and running, luring the enemy deep.

But the Jin army did not take over at all.

The Mongolian cavalry stepped forward to harass, and the Jin army quickly gathered the small squares into a large square, and stabbed them with spears.

The Mongolian cavalry scattered into several squads couldn't please them under the dense spearheads. They could only pretend to be invincible, turned around and ran back, trying to lure the Jin army to charge up.

But the thundering drums of war suddenly stopped at this time, and the Jin army, which was about to chase forward, immediately stood in place, defending this side of the battle formation indestructibly.

Seeing that the Mongolian cavalry could not attract them, they had to run back to harass them again.

Just at this moment, the sound of the drums that had stopped for a moment suddenly rang out, and the Jin army, who was standing still, rushed forward desperately, and the slanted spears quickly pierced the Mongolian cavalry horses.

The frightening Mongolian iron cavalry, which once trampled countless lands, was defeated by the Jin army after only a few rounds. How could the remaining infantry of less than 10 people be the opponent of the 45 Jin army?

Just as Zhuang Li predicted before, when the ratio of one's own troops to the enemy's troops reaches more than 5:1, all strategies and tactics will lose their effectiveness, and the number of people will become the absolute advantage for one's own side to win.

This is the iron-clad mathematical law of the causal sequence of the war cycle, and it is also the place where countless military geniuses fell into the sand.

"Have you seen it?" Zhuang Li pointed to the Mongolian army strangled by the Jin army like a scythe cutting wheat on the battlefield, and said slowly: "When the numerical advantage we have gained in the war dimension is large enough, the influence of tactics and techniques will be greatly reduced." The forces are compressed to a minimum."

All the generals carefully watched the situation on the battlefield and couldn't help but nodded in sympathy.

Zhuang Li said again: "From now on, I want you to act only in accordance with this strategic thinking, that is, you can only join the battle when your own troops are more than three times the enemy's strength, otherwise you would rather retreat. This is not cowardice, but A strategy of preserving strength. Do not violate this philosophy at any time, except in the face of a battle that must be fought."

"If you achieve this, you will also become the gods of war who are invincible in every battle." Zhuang Li looked around the crowd and said slowly.

He seemed to have a deceptive magic power, which aroused everyone's heart.

The second Huai first cupped his hands and shouted: "The final general will respect the teachings of the military advisor!"

"The final general will definitely follow the words of the military advisor!"

"The final general has learned another trick!"

"..."

The rest of the generals also spoke excitedly one after another, and became extremely enthusiastic about marching and fighting.

Le Zhengming looked around at the group of soldiers who had completely changed their appearance, and could not help but smile with his lips pursed.He turned his head to look at Curly, with indescribable tenderness in his eyes. He noticed a gust of cool wind messing with Curly's hair. earlobe.

Last night, Le Zhengming quietly left a bright red mark on the back of the round earlobe.He wanted to mark this person so that he would not be found again from now on.

Zhuang Li glanced at him with a smile, then looked at the battlefield under the high platform, and said in a deep voice: "Before every battle, you not only have to think about how to win the victory, but also have to plan how to win the victory with the least cost. In other words, you You must use the greatest strength to protect your soldiers, and if possible, none of them will be missing."

"Master Military Adviser is right! Every comrade is our relative, and everyone is indispensable!" Someone echoed.

The rest had sore eye sockets and noses.

Zhuang Li walked to the edge of the high platform and spoke more and more slowly: "Whenever I go to war, I will first think about such a question, how to win the victory with zero casualties?"

The generals who were about to cry couldn't help being stunned.To win every battle with zero casualties, my lord strategist really dares to think!

"If a general doesn't think this way when arranging strategies and tactics, then he is not a qualified general."

Zhuang Li turned around, looked at Le Zhengming with gentle eyes, and said slowly: "Use the blood of soldiers to smear my glorious achievements. One day, this general will be backlashed by more blood. Ask carefully Ask General Lezheng, does he think so? Why does he rush to the front every time he starts a battle?"

Everyone's eyes also fell on Le Zhengming, and the corners of their eyes gradually became wet.

The general rushed to the forefront every time he started a battle, and even risked his life many times to enter the enemy's camp, take the head of the commander, and end a battle early.Isn't he doing his best to protect everyone by doing this?He is exchanging his own life for the survival of the vast majority of soldiers!

"General, I, Huai Er Er, will follow you forever!" Huai Er Er knelt down with a plop, hugging Le Zhengming's thigh and wiping away tears.

The rest of them were about to kneel down, but Le Zhengming raised his hand to stop them.

He picked up Huai's second son and ruthlessly reprimanded him: "Be my soldier, don't let your knees go soft!"

Huai Er Er immediately straightened his back and puffed out his chest.

Zhuang Li looked at them with a smile, and said slowly: "So, when you can guard one side in the future, you should also think the same way."

"The last general knows, thank you, Master Military Adviser, for your teaching!" Everyone hastily bowed their hands in agreement, completely surrendering in their hearts.

Zhuang Li turned to look at the battlefield, and said, "Winning victory with zero casualties is the highest level of tactics. And zero-casualty battles can be roughly divided into seven types, namely sneak attack type, stealth type, Weapon generation difference type, war dimension inclusion type, strong shield type, collapse type, exhaustion type. On the battlefield, if you work hard to create these seven conditions, you can easily win the victory.

"Sneak attack type doesn't need to be explained, you should all understand." Zhuang Li asked with interest: "Presumably you have also done something like sneak attacking an enemy camp late at night, right?"

All the generals immediately became excited and said in one voice, "I did it, I did it!"

"That battle was really fun! The general led us twenty or so people and killed three hundred barbarians!"

"We also burned the barbarian's camp and food and grass! Except for Huai's second son who suffered a slight injury, everyone is fine!"

"The sneak attack type is really powerful, but what about the stealth type?"

Zhuang Li replied: "As the name suggests, the stealth type is to hide oneself. Bandits hide in the dense forest and shoot the bandit army of the imperial court with hidden arrows. This is the model. Bandits can often repel thousands or even tens of thousands at a very small cost. The bandit suppressing army."

"Master Military Adviser is right! That's why there is a folk saying that strong dragons can't overwhelm local snakes!" Huai Er Er yelled, clasping his palms.

The rest of the people nodded in sympathy.

Zhuang Li explained one by one: "The weapon generation difference is simpler. If you hold a knife, gun, sword and halberd to fight a group of bandits carrying stones, the result will only be that the bandits will be wiped out, because There is a huge generation gap between stones and swords, like a grandson meets a grandfather."

"That's right, that's the truth!" Everyone immediately understood, and couldn't help nodding their heads.

"The war dimension inclusion type is somewhat similar to the weapon generation difference type. They both rely on the advantages of weapons and equipment to win the victory, but both sides use the same weapons, such as bows and arrows. One of them has greatly improved the range, so that the war dimension of one's own side can be completely covered. The opponent, and then wiped out the opponent at the cost of zero casualties."

"I understand. It's like we shot arrows at the Jie tribe in Guandu, but the Jie tribe didn't dare to shoot us with arrows. That's the war dimension, right?" A general commented immediately.

"You are right. The strong shield type uses light armor, heavy armor, shields, fortresses, tunnels and other protective equipment to reduce casualties. The heavy armored cavalry of the Mongols is the classic use of this tactic.

"The crash type and the exhaustion type are talking about the present."

Zhuang Li pointed to the remnants of the Mongolian army who had been defeated by the Jin people and fled, and said with a chuckle: "When the hope of victory is completely wiped out, and the shadow of death hangs over every soldier's heart, they will fall into collapse. And then fight unintentionally. When the last arrow is shot, the sharp sword will become dull, and the army with exhausted resources can only let the enemy beheaded."

"Look at the Mongols below. What they are encountering is a collapsed and exhausted battle. At this time, Jin's army will hardly cause new casualties." Zhuang Li waved his hand slightly, and the broad sleeves of his robe Then he brushed over the bloody battlefield below.

It's just that most of the blood was shed by the Mongols, and the Jin soldiers were rushing forward amidst the sound of thunderous drums.No one fell, they hacked the crap out of the Mongols.

Zhuang Li watched this scene with satisfaction, and said with a chuckle: "Now I will teach you another strategy. When the enemy's destruction rate drops greatly due to exhaustion or collapse, sending a reserve team can quickly increase our army's destruction rate and The number of people fighting, and these two variables are the key to the outcome.

"In other words, at the current timing, if our army suddenly adds a reserve team to enter the battle, then our army's destruction rate will increase to more than 30%, and the troop strength will return to its original state.

"And the enemy's destruction rate has dropped to less than 2%, and its troop strength is only one-third or even less than the original. Using the war equation to calculate, we can draw a conclusion-our army will appear in the reserve team An instant victory, and a victory with zero casualties."

"The flexible use of the reserve team is also one of the secrets of winning every battle. I have said so much, do you understand what I mean?" Zhuang Li turned around and looked around at the generals.

Second Huai shouted at the top of his voice, "Understood!"

The rest of the people also nodded vigorously to show their wisdom by leaps and bounds.

Everyone stood still.

Le Zhengming supported his forehead, feeling very helpless, and finally hugged the little curly hair into his arms, patted his back lightly, and whispered softly: "Wait for me here, I'll be back soon!"

He turned his head to look at the group of big bosses, his expression and tone became very cold: "Understood, why don't you go down and order soldiers? We are the reserve team that the military adviser said! We want to reap the results of the Mongols and Jin people at the last moment! This victory is ours!"

The generals were stunned for a few moments before they came to their senses, and immediately let out howls of excitement: "Oh, my lord is too insidious! Let's go down and fight! Brothers, go!"

Everyone rushed down the high platform, roaring all the way.Le Zhengming was about to hug the little curly hair again, but saw the other party jump on his back all of a sudden, his hands and feet were tightly twisted, and he couldn't tear it off.

"Don't make trouble, there's a war going on right now!" Le Zhengming scolded, but his heart was sweeter than eating honey.He knew that little curly hair couldn't bear himself.

"Take me with you. You promised me that you would never leave me alone again." Zhuang Li is not the kind of poor little guy who stays in a safe place and waits for others to do his best for him.He is afraid of death only because he fears that he will die worthless, not because he is weak and incompetent.

"It's not bad to die with you." For some reason, the words that Little Curly said in the night breeze suddenly sounded in Le Zhengming's mind, and his heart suddenly ached.

This pain is not mixed with any negative emotions, but because of too great, sudden burst of happiness and joy.

He knew that the boy's feelings for him did not stem from physical pleasure, nor was it a temporary curiosity, nor did he want to find a backer to live on.The teenager likes himself, is genuine and desperate.

And his heart for the boy is the same...

"Let's go, my brother will take you to fight!" Le Zhengming supported the person behind him steadily, and strode forward.

The Jin army only needed a few quarters of an hour to completely defeat the Mongolian iron cavalry, but at the last moment they were cut off by Le Zhengming's 15 troops.

When the Mongolian army saw this menacing new army, they couldn't help being scared out of their wits. They immediately turned around and fled the battlefield. They quickly turned over several hills and headed for the prairie to the west.Across that steppe, the Mongols will return to their homeland.

"Chase! We can't let them run away!" Le Zhengming galloped on his horse, followed by a sea of ​​people.

The Mongols left only a few scattered teams, surrounded by their commanders and fled.

The Jin army didn't realize that their victories had been reaped at all, and they all lay there one by one, laughing happily for the rest of their lives.The person in charge of beating the drum was a Wei general.He threw the drumstick behind his head, pulled a war horse, and chased his comrades away.

Half an hour later, Le Zhengming returned triumphantly with his private soldiers. There were as many people there as there were when they went there, and there were still as many people when they came back. There were no casualties.

The Mongols just ran forward, how dare they turn around and fight with this energetic and high-morale army?Isn't that courting death?Moreover, they had already exhausted all their arrows, and it was a delusion to find time to shoot a few arrows.

Le Zhengming raised his arms high, showing his achievements to all Jin soldiers.

There was a horrified silence in the arena.

I saw a blood-stained human head in his hand. Although he couldn't distinguish the facial features, he could tell from a golden carved tail feather inserted obliquely on his temple—it was the commander of the Mongolian cavalry and also the Mongolian Khan. The only son, Prince Chierhan, is the future monarch of Mongolia.

Exhausted from exhaustion and frightened, the soldiers of the Jin State immediately let out ecstatic cheers.They didn't know how they made it through at all, they just thought that Le Zhengming, who fell from the sky, was the god who redeemed them.

Zhuang Li sat in a chariot, watched the scene quietly through the bamboo curtain, and then chuckled.The person he wants to protect will eventually become the lord of this land.

7480 also secretly looked out. At first, it was just a little uncomfortable. After scanning the facial features of the head and identifying the other person's identity, it seemed to be struck by lightning, and the entire core program was about to crack.

"Ahhh! That's Chier Khan! The iron-blooded monarch who will unify the desert in the future! Master, you, you, you, you actually killed him?"

7480 backed up again and again, staggered a few times, and finally slid down against the wall of the small black room, his eyes completely empty in despair.

The script broke again!

In the original plot, Chier Khan is one of the golden fingers of Zhuang Xu, son of destiny.

Zhuang Xu captured Chier Khan alive in this battle of the Jin Kingdom, and finally released him against all opinions, saying that he could not bear to kill such a heroic and extraordinary figure, and said that if God set up a list of heroes, Chier Khan There must be a place.

Chi Erhan was overwhelmed by Zhuang Xu's resourcefulness and mind, and promised to help him unconditionally in the future.

Therefore, when the Mongolian iron cavalry was about to break through the territory of Wei State, it was Zhuang Xu who asked Chier Khan to withdraw his troops and signed a ten-year non-aggression treaty.This bought enough time for the Ninth Prince, and his prestige in Wei State was greatly improved.

Later, it was because of this short-term stability that the Nine Princes were able to defeat all countries and unify the Central Plains.

After establishing a unified country, the Ninth Prince began to be afraid of Zhuang Xu's achievements and wanted to get rid of him.Zhuang Xu saw the clue, ran out of the pass overnight, defected to Chierhan, and helped Chierhan defeat the nine princes and dominate the continent.

Chier Khan is a tyrant who treats the Han people like cattle, pigs, dogs, and slaves, but he never treats them as human beings.The Mongolian nobles under his command also killed the Han people as they wanted, without mercy.So the land fell into a deeper disaster.

But what does that have to do with Zhuang Xu?He was respected as a teacher and a close friend by Chier Khan all his life, and he lived aloof and carefree.The compatriots crawling at his feet will only be regarded as dirty and humble soil by him.

7480 lied to the host, but in fact the real Destiny's Child is Zhuang Xu, not the Ninth Prince.

The Ninth Prince is just a shield for Zhuang Xu.

However, the 7480's little cleverness didn't play any role at all.

The host killed Zhuang Xu's greatest support as soon as he made a move, and even cut off Zhuang Xu's future career path. The world seems to be so collapsed that even the main god, the real mother, doesn't even know him!