MTL - Rise From the Humble-Chapter 1763 Misunderstood by cleverness (again)

   "How did the army that was raised just a few days ago become an iron army that obeys military discipline and prohibits orders in one day?"

  Hu Wei's face was pale, and he looked at his uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang without blinking, and asked further questions.

   "Why?" Uncles Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang were stunned for a moment, and then replied, "Because Er Zhurong emphasized military discipline, was ruthless, and did not show favoritism. Even his nephew stepped on the farmland, and he endured the pain and executed him in public."

   "Instead of saying that, it's better to say" Hu Wei paused, looking out the window vigilantly.

   "No one, except the three of us, there is no one else, so don't be fooled, just tell me." Uncle Zhu Shouren urged impatiently.

   "Yeah Brother Hu, if you have something to say, just say it. Why did you suddenly become so timid?"

  Xia Qiang looked at Hu Wei suspiciously, and urged him in puzzlement.

   "It's better to say that Er Zhurong borrowed his nephew's big head, and within a day, trained an iron army that enforces orders and strictly abides by military discipline!"

   Hu Wei gritted his teeth and said.

"what?"

  Uncles Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang couldn't help being startled for a moment, then nodded, "It's not unreasonable for you to say that."

"It's not unreasonable. The facts are far crueler than what is recorded in the book, and far more cruel than you imagined. Rather than saying that Er Zhurong is unselfish, it is better to say that this is a trap he designed. Er Zhurong needs no one, he is Cao Cao and The combination of Dong Zhuo, historically appraised him as "higher in merit, better than Dong Zhuo", cruel as a butcher, he marched into Beijing, drowned Queen Mother Hu and the young emperor, besieged and killed more than 2,000 princes and officials of the Northern Wei Dynasty, cold-blooded and ruthless, murderous like Ma, just a cheap nephew, what is it?"

  Hu Wei sneered, shook his head and said.

   "You mean, Er Zhurong did it on purpose?" Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang reacted belatedly.

"It's definitely intentional. Think about it, Rouran's army is about to overwhelm the border, and the rebels from the Six Towns are also on the way. The situation in Erzhuchuan is in dire straits. Er Zhurong is not in the territory to train troops and deploy defenses. Why is he in the mood to go out to inspect the territory? He still has to go to the fields Land patrol?!" Hu Wei said to the two with a sneer.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang also felt something was wrong after hearing this.

"Also, have you read the book carefully? Er Zhurong took his nephew out for inspection. When they passed the farmland, Er Zhurong's horse was startled. Pay attention. It was Er Zhurong's horse that was startled, not his nephew. His horse was startled! Er Zhurong’s horse was startled, and he fell off the horse?! Don’t you think it’s ridiculous?”

  Hu Wei asked the two of them.

   "Why is it ridiculous?" Uncle Zhu Shouren didn't realize it for a while, and asked with a confused face.

"Er Zhurong was born in the Qihu tribe, a nomadic people. He grew up on horseback since he was a child. He is proficient in bow and horse, and his martial arts are the best in the world. The fierce man who charged directly at the Chinese army, beheaded the generals and seized the flag, Chen Qingzhi, who was "thousands of horses and horses avoiding white robes", was also defeated by Er Zhurong's direct attack on the Chinese army. Er Zhurong's horse was startled, He even fell off the horse, hehe, do you think it is possible? Such a brave man like Chu Bawang, Sai Lubu, would he startle the horse and fall off the horse? He didn’t startle the horse early, and he didn’t startle the horse at night, but he happened to be passing through the farmland It’s okay to startle the horse?! It’s okay to startle the horse, but also to be thrown off the horse’s back?! It’s fine to fall off the horse’s quilt, but to watch his nephew chase the horse in the farmland with cold eyes, and don’t stop?! Don’t you think this place is weird?”

  Hu Wei pointed to the records in the book, shook his head vigorously, sneered, and repeatedly cited several unreasonable things.

  Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang couldn't help being persuaded by Hu Wei after hearing this, and felt that this scene was too weird.

"This is a game, a game carefully designed by Er Zhurong! When Rouran and the army of rebels are pressing the border, Er Zhurong only has a mob that has just been pulled together. How can he break the game at a critical moment?! He needs a head, A head that is enough to frighten the mob, a head that is enough to make the mob tremble, and dare not violate his military order?! And the head that is enough to take on the heavy responsibility is nothing more than his son or his nephew. Son, he is reluctant to part with his son, the only one left is his nephew."

"So he took his nephew out to inspect the territory, not his son, so he let his nephew ride behind him on horseback, so he went to inspect the fields, so he fell off the horse, so his nephew went to the field Chasing horses, I even believe that he deliberately made his nephew go chasing horses."

   "So, his nephew was **** as soon as he caught up with the horse, so he couldn't wait to summon the whole army to the school grounds, and in front of the whole army, beheaded his nephew sternly and righteously!"

   "It was his nephew's big head that made the whole army tremble. Once the general order is issued, no one dares not to obey! In a day, the mob becomes a powerful clan."

   "So, in fact, this story is about Er Zhurong borrowing his nephew's big head, and in a very short period of time, trained an iron army that is invincible and invincible!"

  The more Hu Wei talked, the more excited he became, and the more he talked, the paler his face became. In the end, his voice began to tremble.

   "This Er Zhurong is really ruthless enough. For military training, borrowing his nephew's life is really not a good thing!"

  Uncle Zhu Shouren listened to it, deeply thought it, and couldn't help shaking his head, scolding Er Zhurong for being inhuman.

   "This is a hero, or else, brother Zhu, how did you think the word 'one general will be successful'?! For the sake of future dominance, the life of a mere nephew is nothing! It's not worth mentioning!"

  Xia Qiang said with emotion.

   "No, didn't you think of anything?" Hu Wei asked while looking at the two of them.

   "What else do you want to think of?" Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang asked blankly, wondering why Hu Wei asked this question.

   "Do you still remember which page of the book Mr. Zhu read this morning?" Hu Wei reminded the two of them bitterly.

   "Cao Cao's crusade against Yuan Shu, lack of food on the way, the story of using the head of the food officer to calm down the morale of the army. Brother Hu, don't you remember?"

  Xia Qiang answered without thinking.

"That's right, brother Hu, it's the story of Cao Cao. Didn't we sum it up and come to the conclusion that my nephew was worried that the Japanese pirates would besiege the camp and our army's rations were insufficient, so we asked us to ask Suzhou for a month's worth of rations for this article? what."

  Uncle Zhu Shouren also followed closely.

   "Hehe, I thought Master Zhu was worried about military rations, but after reading today's story, I know I was wrong."

  Hu Wei chuckled and shook his head.

   "Are we thinking wrong?" Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang were taken aback, "Brother Hu, what do you mean by that?"