The art of war?
A trace of curiosity flashed in Xing Zhiming's eyes. Then, he asked with doubt,""What direction are you researching?"
"This is the experience I have gained from the perspective of ancient wars.”Hou Pengfei replied.
As the Chief of Staff of the Southern Theater of Operations, Hou Pengfei had always been a person who cherished talents.
Just like when the specialized Blue Army Corps had just been established, many people had some complaints about it.
However, Hou Pengfei still went against the crowd and appointed Gao Tianzheng, a Chinese graduate with a Ph.D. in tactics, as the brigade commander of the Cheetah Brigade.
Judging from the situation, Hou Pengfei's decision was not wrong at all.
Gao Tianzheng's performance in many exercises was very eye-catching.
However, even though Hou Pengfei cherished talent, it was still not to the extent of asking Long Yan to take up the position of vice regiment commander just because of a drill.
It was just like what he had said in the art of war.
There is no fixed momentum in war, and there is no fixed shape in water.
A commander who had won a battle by using unconventional moves was indeed impressive.
However, it wasn't to the extent of directly becoming a deputy regiment commander.
After all, Long Yan was still young and inexperienced.
There had never been a 24-year-old deputy regiment lieutenant colonel who had just graduated from military school in the Dragon Country.
This was an unprecedented move.
If he hadn't read Sun Tzu's Art of War, even Hou Pengfei would only suggest that Long Yan be given a position in the main battalion.
In reality.
For someone who had just graduated from a military academy to be able to get a real position in the main battalion was already a great honor.
Lieutenant Colonel.
This had never happened before.
All of this was because Long Yan's Sun Tzu's Art of War was too stunning.
As a result, Hou Pengfei had no choice but to treat Long Yan as a rare talent.
Xing Zhiming, who was still confused, frowned slightly. He did not know what Hou Pengfei was up to.
"It's strange that you value a summary of ancient wars so much."”
Ancient warfare and modern warfare were completely different in many aspects.
Hou Pengfei, the Chief of Staff of the Army, had always been a reformist who was determined to forge ahead.
For such a person to value a book that summarized the military strategies of ancient wars, it was really like the sun had risen from the west.
However, this made Xing Zhiming even more interested.
He took the Art of War from Hou Pengfei, threw himself on the desk, sat on the chair, and began to read.
Yes.
Before reading, Xing Zhiming asked the same question as Hou Pengfei.
"Why is this art of war named Sun Tzu's Art of War? Long Yan wasn't surnamed Sun either. What was the meaning behind this?”Xing Zhiming asked curiously.
Hou Pengfei's face stiffened slightly. He braced himself and said,""According to Long Yan himself, the reason why this art of war is named Sun Tzu's Art of War is because from ancient times until now, anyone who becomes a grandfather would start from being a grandson.”
Xing Zhiming:
Alright, that made sense, but not much.
Throwing away his messy thoughts, Xing Zhiming began to read the military strategy.
At first, he was very relaxed.
At his position, what kind of art of war had he not read?
What kind of genius had he not seen?
Xing Zhiming was not only the commander of the Southern Army, but also the Deputy Commander-in-Chief.
Deputy warzone level position.
Lieutenant General.
The things he had experienced in his life were even more than the novels that some people had read.
Only the legendary readers could have a life experience comparable to Xing Zhiming's.
Compared to that, the depressed cloud music comment section seemed monotonous and boring.
Thirty years of fame and fame, dust and soil, eight thousand miles of road clouds and months.
This was the portrait of Xing Zhiming for most of his life.
As he read deeper, Xing Zhiming's expression changed from casual to serious.
"There is no constant momentum in the army, and no constant shape in the water. Those who can win according to the changes of the enemy are called gods.”
"He who knows whether he can fight or not wins.”
"War is a deceitful way, so it is possible to show that it is impossible, to use it to show that it is not used, to be near to show that it is far away, and to be far away to show that it is near.”
The summary of the war was directly directed at Xing Zhiming's soul.
From not paying much attention to it, to being especially solemn, and then Xing Zhiming was directly shocked!
"Such a strategy, such a strategy.”
Xing Zhiming's hand that was flipping the pages began to tremble, and his tone became inexplicably excited.
Was this really just a book that summarized the art of war in ancient times?
No!
This was a book that had a huge structure and huge wisdom.
Even if it was a thousand years from now, it would not be outdated.
"Was this book really written by Long Yan, a twenty-four-year-old strategist who just graduated from a military academy?”
When he finished reading the last word, Xing Zhiming suddenly stood up.
The shock in his eyes was like a wave that surged up and down his face.
Such a military scripture was already heaven-defying enough.
For a twenty-four-year-old young man to write such a military strategy was already not heaven-defying.
This was a rhythm that even the heavens would be stunned by.
What kind of demon was this!
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