Big Ming.
Zhu Yuanzhang exclaimed.
"Such a fierce and ruthless general, is he really a scholar?”
At the same time.
Ming Chengzu Zhu Di also looked at the extremely ruthless figure covered in wounds with a complicated expression.
"With such a valiant general, the soldiers will be united and use their lives.”
At this moment, Wang Jian of the Great Qin, Li Jing of the Great Tang, and the other generals were also amazed by this vicious scholar!
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The Golden Roll continued.
When you were 30 years old, you received news from the capital that a literati general on the border had been executed by a thousand cuts. The reason sounded so ridiculous.
This year, you are thirty-six years old. The chaos in your home country is getting more and more serious. Bandits are running amok. You, who are responsible for eliminating the internal strife, begin to submit a memorial. Late at night, you quietly pick up your pen and write down the strategy of mobilizing the bandits first and providing the army with food first. You wait for the response of the imperial court.
The imperial court has yet to send back any news. You look at the soldiers who lack food and pay and write a letter again, telling the imperial court that if there is no food and pay, the soldiers recruited will become bandits in order to survive. However, the imperial court still has not responded.
You discovered that the civil officials were scheming against each other, the eunuchs were cultivating their own factions, and the generals were all living in peace. The border was also defeated repeatedly, and only a few soldiers were left to resist. This year, you are 36 years old.
Bandits are everywhere, and the imperial court is short of food and pay. You have no choice but to continue to hold on. You continue to ask the imperial court for help while leading the soldiers to eliminate the bandits.
Every time there was a fight, you would take the lead to charge. It seemed that you were not a scholar. You were brave, bloody, and ferocious. When the bandits heard your name, they retreated. However, every time you left, the local officials would rot and the bandits would rise again.
You witnessed such a corrupt war, but you were powerless. The border was fighting, and you were busy fighting against the foreign tribes. The Central Plains was in chaos. When one was destroyed, another would appear. The imperial court did not give you any food or reinforcements. You even had to recruit your own soldiers to find food and pay to suppress the bandits. The local officials were corrupt, and the imperial court was scheming. All you could see was darkness.
You are still fighting with all your might, leading the soldiers you have recruited to go to one place after another to destroy the bandits. In order to find enough food and pay, you lead them to destroy the bandits and even kill small-scale alien races. You are exhausted.
In the end, it was difficult for you to find the bandits who were hiding from you, nor could you find any small-scale foreign tribes. You and the soldiers ran out of food. You looked at the tired and hungry soldiers and decided to find the surrounding aristocratic families to donate resources. You were brought into the hall, but what awaited you was the cold eyes and ridicule of the aristocratic families. They sneered and advised you that war was the court's business, so why should they provide resources?
You didn't say anything. You turned around and left with the tired and hungry soldiers. After you left, this aristocratic family was massacred by bandits and was exterminated. You didn't know if they regretted it or not. You only knew that they were in despair. In this world, it was as if everyone was asleep and you were the only one awake.
At this moment.
Big Ming.
Zhu Yuanzhang stared at the blurry image that appeared with the words and fell silent.
He saw the emperor being deceived, civil officials and eunuchs forming cliques and fighting, and generals cowering in fear.
They also saw the local officials colluding with each other, the aristocratic families and the aristocrats keeping their own treasures and living in a corner.
Only this fierce scholar had risked his life to rescue them, wanting to stabilize the Central Plains.
However, for the sake of his country, he was covered in scars and could not even get a trace of assistance from the imperial court.
The soldiers were recruited by themselves, and the food and pay were robbed by the bandits.
He did his best to maintain the final stability of this dark and decaying dynasty.
Vicious, but extremely lonely.
Lee Shan Chang sighed as he looked at this rotten world.
"Sometimes, being clear-headed can be so sad.”
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