Chapter 266 Night Attack
The only thing in life that one can be absolutely certain about is that one is going to die.
Apart from that, is there anything so ridiculous as being "completely sure"? If something has a success rate of more than 70%, it is worth doing. If one day you really feel that you are completely sure and you have to be careful, it means that this must be an illusion given to you by your opponent, and the danger is very close. , the opponent will definitely give you a fatal blow at a place you can't guess.
Fang Jun understood this truth, so he felt that his plan could trap Zhang Liang, so he immediately started to implement it instead of waiting for some so-called opportunity.
In the Zhongnan Mountain barracks, there is a sense of depression that is about to come.
Everyone knows that a big change is coming, but few know what it is and what changes it will bring to their lives.
The guards slept well during the day and spent all their energy at night. Their eyes were like owls staring at the grass and trees near the barracks. Even if a mountain rabbit slipped through the grass, it would be carefully guarded by these guards. The guards found him, disembowelled him, and waited for a snack at noon...
Fang Jun was very satisfied with these guards. If nothing else goes wrong, these people will become his personal soldiers and generals after the Western Expedition begins. For nobles with titles like his, the court allows them to have their own private tribes. The number varies depending on the rank. wait. But this was only a regulation of the imperial court. In fact, no one took it seriously, and the number of generals often greatly exceeded the prescribed number.
For example, Zhang Liang's so-called "five hundred fake men" are all his generals. According to the system, less than one-third of the number would be less than one-third.
His Majesty Li Er didn't bother to care. What's the difference between a hundred people and three to five hundred people?
As long as it's not too much, as long as you mess around, you don't dare to rebel anyway, and you don't need to spend money from the court...
In addition to the children of these guards, they were also the young and strong among the victims. The whole family, young and old, were under the protection of Fang Jun. Considering the social customs of this era that valued family and clan, there was absolutely no need to doubt their loyalty.
The only thing to worry about is the fighting power of these people. These are all rookies who have never been on the battlefield. Although they are all showing off and showing off their power now, will they be scared to death when they go to the battlefield and see blood? The pants fell apart in a hurry, no one could tell...
It seems that he needs to practice hard, but he has never joined the army, so he doesn't understand the principles of leading troops. Could he be plagiarizing a later "Infantry Drill Code"?
Forget it, don't think about that, just take care of the things in front of you first. If it doesn't work, just get out the muskets and equip the world's first firearms force. Wouldn't it still be invincible?
There are two major events at hand, one is Zhang Liang's threat, and the other is the compilation of "Mathematics".
Now all the students and scholars in Chang'an City know that Fang Erlang, who is recently "seven talents high", is studying arithmetic in Zhongnan Mountain. The unique and secret books of "Nine Chapters of Arithmetic" and "Zhou Bi Suan Jing" are all over the world. If you offer this kind of arithmetic book, you must spend a lot of money to buy it.
What Fang Jun wants is this effect to hide his "evil talent"...
Arabic numerals were learned by Li Chunfeng, but they did not spread as quickly as Fang Jun imagined. It seems that even an outstanding person like Li Chunfeng cannot avoid this stinky problem that has been passed down from generation to generation among literati since ancient times... cherish your broomstick!
I am afraid that my disciples will starve to death, and I will hide some skills after learning them, for fear that others will learn from them and surpass me. Occasionally, there will be half a genius who has never been born before, and he will delve into some extraordinary achievements. If they are passed down from one line to another, the inheritance will be cut off, and good knowledge will be annihilated in the world.
In the end, the five-thousand-year inheritance of China was defeated by the strong ships and cannons of a group of savages who drank blood from the beginning. The fields of the glorious land were wailing, and the mountains and rivers were shattered. When I suddenly woke up, I realized that even if I had worked hard from generation to generation, there was still nothing left. Being left behind...
How sad is this?
Fang Jun does not intend to let this situation continue. Starting from him, he will spread his knowledge throughout the world, whether it is his relatives, friends, old friends, or enemies. As long as you are willing to learn, as long as you can transfer it after learning. If you spread the word, I will teach you!
Knowledge is not a flash of inspiration from a genius. It requires thousands of years of time and the accumulation of thousands of people. It needs to be passed down, explored, summarized and discovered from generation to generation, so that we can improve on the basis of our predecessors. , so that natural science can take root and sprout in the land of China and be passed down infinitely...
Knowledge is the most precious wealth and the most powerful weapon in the world. As long as it can be spread and everyone has the opportunity to learn, with the hard work and wisdom of the Chinese nation, it will surely bear fruit until the end. In the end, we stand at the pinnacle of the world's most powerful nation!
The oil lamp is very bright and the smoke is very small. The quality of Fangjia Workshop is quite trustworthy.
However, after overusing his eyes for a long time, Fang Jun still felt that his eyes were sore. He put down the pen. If he continued like this, he would become myopic. But I still felt a sense of satisfaction. I looked at the first volume of "Mathematics" that I had compiled based on my memory of primary and secondary school textbooks. I was very satisfied, so I closed my eyes, rubbed them, and did a set of half-forgotten eye exercises...< br>
The clear night breeze blew in through the cracks in the window, gently blowing the curtains that blocked the light, and the flames of the candles swayed in the wind.
The door was gently pushed open, and Wang Baozhu's nervous face poked in: "Master, here we come!"
Fang Jun stood up suddenly, picked up the horizontal knife placed on the desk, blew out the candle, opened the door and strode out.
It's a bit overcast tonight, the wind is not light, the moon is dark and the wind is high, it's a murderous night!
It seems that Zhang Liang chose a good time. Such weather can indeed hide the whereabouts of large groups of troops, and he is well versed in the purpose of the art of war.
I just don’t know who is the murderer and who is killed?
"Pull everyone back to avoid unnecessary casualties."
"No!"
Wang Baozhu was short, and darted out as nimbly as a civet cat. Soon after, a lifelike owl call sounded.
The guards standing guard at the secret post heard the signal to retreat, spat fiercely, and quietly retreated unwillingly. If they stayed here, they were sure to give the enemy a heavy blow at the first opportunity!
Although they are not a regular army, the head of the family always instills the belief that "military orders are like a mountain" and they dare not disobey them!
All the guards gathered around Fang Jun, even the old craftsmen.
"Master Young Supervisor, what's going on?" Zhao Genwang's voice was trembling. From the seriousness on the faces of the guards and Fang Jun, there were faint hints of something bad.
"It doesn't matter, some people just want someone's life. Don't worry, you are prepared for everything!"
Fang Jun's calmness was undoubtedly the best medicine. Everyone's anxiety gradually calmed down, and they all stared at the dark forest behind the barracks.
Suddenly, a group of birds that had stayed overnight flew into the sky, flapping their wings, which was particularly clear in the quiet dark night.
"Here we come!" Wei Ying swallowed quietly, clenched the Hengdao in his hand, and felt a little excited...
Fang Jun looked at this boy speechlessly. He was a born warrior. Perhaps only the battlefield where life and death were filled with blood was the most suitable place for him.
A large group of black-clothed men and apes appeared from the edge of the woods, and a pack of wolves came towards the barracks to kill.
There was no cover, no detours, and they rushed over in a straight line. Twenty feet away from the barracks, they all drew out their horizontal knives and howled. Their neat footsteps shook the earth. The moment of this charge was like a thousand Thousands of troops and horses rushed towards us, with a domineering momentum and murderous intent!
An old craftsman named Zhang Erniu suddenly changed his expression and said: "It's the army!" The old man was a soldier back then. He once followed Emperor Yang Guang of the Sui Dynasty to conquer Goguryeo. The frightening momentum that will be generated is all too familiar!
Everyone’s expressions changed!
They thought they were just a group of bandits, but who would have thought they were actually a well-trained army? !
Not only the foreign barbarians were frightened by the strength of the soldiers of the Tang Dynasty, but also their own people became pale when they talked about it. The impression of invincibility had already penetrated into their hearts!
"What are you afraid of?"
Fang Jun shouted low, and his heavy tone slightly dissipated the sense of oppression caused by the enemy's charging footsteps: "A certain noble marquis, court official, and son-in-law of the emperor are standing here, what are you afraid of? What about the army? There are If a certain Fang Jun is here, they will not be able to come or go.”
After stabilizing the morale of the army, Fang Jun shouted to Wei Ying: "Bring everything!"
"No!"
Wei Ying led a few guards to move several wooden boxes out of the warehouse, opened the lids, and revealed the dark iron lumps inside...(End of Chapter)