The Ming Dynasty’s Prodigal Son

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He gave them a chance.

Not only to prove their courage, but also to prove Wang Shouren's opportunity.

It has been half a year since I taught my knowledge here.

Wang Shouren believes in his military vision.

The so-called tens of thousands of thieves, known as one hundred thousand, but err.

As far as Wang Shouren is concerned, this is nothing more than a chicken and a dog.

Many times, when people encounter problems, the first thing that comes to mind is fear. Many problems that people encounter come from themselves.

Therefore, Wang Shouren's study of the nature of mind, in essence, adheres to his conscience, because conscience can overcome fear, and when people hear 100,000 people, they will all show horror.

Wang Shouren, who has overcome his own fears and can calmly analyze the enemy's weaknesses, is invincible.

But he is still testing himself.

Do the words and examples of the past six months make sense?

Will they believe in themselves?

The Jiaozhi people and the Han people have the same origin but different customs from each other. Will they follow their own way to rebel?

Wang Shouren is waiting for an answer.

"Can you ride a horse?"

Everyone answered: "Yes!"

All of a sudden, the person who was just silent suddenly had some anger, and they raised their heads.

They have learned to ride horses, and some people have suffered a lot while riding horses. Gradually, they have mastered the methods of controlling horses.

Wang Shouren smiled: "Do you bend your bow?"

"Mr. Eng never gave up and got a bow!" They responded one after another.

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Wang Shouren said: "Can you fencing, do you understand martial arts?"

Everyone talked, and began to feel more and more confident, someone said: "Yes!"

It ’s also said: "Understood!"

Wang Shouren said: "Have you ever learned the way of saints?"

"Study!" The voice of the people became louder and louder.

They began to realize that their lives were different.

They have learned so many skills that they are no longer capable.

A former farmer, after being able to read and write words, learning bows and truths, is he willing to go overboard and be a farmer for a lifetime?

A craftsman, he learned this, is he still willing to be a craftsman?

An ordinary scholar, they admit that they have learned a new knowledge. After they have worked **** bows and fencing, are they willing to hold their books and go to their fasts and study hard?

When they headed, they found that there was no way behind them.

In front of me, there was only a teacher.

The teacher said with a smile: "The eldest husband is alive, when he raises a three-foot sword, he will serve the emperor, and he will serve the health people. If he can benefit the country and help the world, there will be no regrets!"

"No regrets!" Everyone responded.

Wang Shouren smiled, his eyes lit up.

Half a year of hard work, not in vain.

He was silent.

Because he was silent, everyone was silent.

Wang Shouren stopped and looked at the north.

There are thieves in the north.

There are also Beijing teachers, there is the Forbidden City, there are emperors, and there are also Xishan, teachers.

He cut the nail: "So, hit the thief!"

The eyes were clear and fearless.

"Strike the thief!"

"Mount!"

"Just follow your orders!"

Everyone is eager.

Once a decision is made, there is no fear anymore. People smile. Teachers teach them not only knowledge, but also not only fencing and bow horses, but they also have the same ambition to try in their bodies!

People flocked to prepare dry food and get their weapons.

That Chen Xian was very embarrassed among the crowd.

He saw the tall, short, thin and lean people around him, one by one, trembling and passing by him.

Chen Xian was silent.

He was a great Confucianist. When Annan was in the country, he did not want to be ordered by the king of Annan and lived in Zhancheng. Today, the Ming army came and abolished the security minister of Anjiao, and he was still not a collaborator. He did not accept the expedition of Pingxihoufu.

Now, he was in the torrent, and a strange feeling suddenly appeared in his heart.

The Qi family governs the country, and Xu is like that.

If the old man is thirty years younger, perhaps at this moment, I thought about trying it.

A fast horse, galloping out of the pen.

The newly-trained men who were fully armed with dry food came out one by one, sitting on the horse, their mood was more calm.

Because they started to think.

Wang Shouren has flew up, looking at the north, and walking on the horse.

Then he gave a harsh and heinous order.

Within three days, to Qinghua, all the way north, no hesitation, Qinghua thief, if I heard that I can't wait for more than a thousand, I will definitely fight.

This is his battle plan, simple and efficient.

All I need is to touch the basket of eggs with my own stone.

To deal with these rebels who just started, their organization has not been really structured, and the vast majority of people have not yet seen the cruelty of the battlefield.

Wang Shouren asked these students who went all the way north and were exhausted physically and mentally to fight immediately.

Thunder couldn't cover his ears, crushing it into powder.

Rumble Rumble

The horse team quickly set off and raised the sky of dust.

What remains is the great Confucian Chen Xian.

Chen Xianyao looked at the north, sighed, smiled bitterly, and got into his donkey cart: "This kind of reading is really eye-opening."

Three days later.

Qinghua.

The continuous big camp, no rules, countless rebels, entrenched in this, they killed the Qinghua City, killed the city ’s generals, and cut off the heads of the soldiers, which is still flowing The **** head hung high above the tower.

What they are targeting is not just the Ming army. In fact, once the rebels start an incident, especially when they start up hurriedly, there is absolutely no binding force.

Among them, there were officers and soldiers in the old Annan period, beggars, refugees, people who pretended to be Annan Zhishi, and even bandits.

The three days of looting into the city was like a carnival, whether it was the Han people, or the merchants in the city, or the ordinary Jiaozhi people. After the looting, Qinghua City was completely reduced to **** on earth.

Then, there was a huge fire that burned for two days. If it was not the unique rainy season of Jiaozhi, I was afraid that this would disappear and completely disappear.

In the city, there was a burst of stench.

Because of this, the rebels were all camped outside the city.

When someone noticed a vision in the south, the leaders of the rebels suddenly boiled.

These leaders, there are scholars, monks, bandits, and a person called Ruan Ye. He claimed to be an emperor. Of course, perhaps the leaders, in order to establish the banner and show their orthodox needs, temporarily, everyone Honor it as Emperor Annan.

Emperor Annan had no yellow robe and only a yellow cloth on his body. These days, the leaders have been noisy.

Some people disagree with pillaging, thinking that they should be teachers of benevolence and righteousness and walk the way for heaven.

Others spit out yellow teeth and spit out sputum, grinning grimly at these scholars and gentry.

Someone asked to kill Thang Long immediately.

Others believe that they should stay in Qinghua and wait for the Ming army to arrive and fight it.

There are even people who think that it is time to go to the mountains to fight tigers.

Ruan Ye could not restrain these raw faces. In fact, God knows where so many ‘justice’ come from, and he desperately suppressed his anger.

But only now has they reached a consensus together.

A strange army horse came.

They have a lot of horses ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ and the rebels are short of horses. They only have more than a thousand people, never exceeding two thousand. This is a good time.

In the end, Ruan Ye made the posture that the emperor should have, and hit the elm table hard with a punch: "Fight!"

Countless rebels poured out from all directions. They carried all kinds of weird weapons, and they covered the sky and the sky.

In fact, the number of them has increased again, from 40,000 into Qinghua, to 70,000.

This is a terrible number, just like the elegy of the old Annan Kingdom, at this time, singing and bursting out, this countless resentment skyrocketing!

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