"Let's start from the beginning, carefully consider every word, and see what the story on this page can inspire."

Hu Wei suggested to the two of them.

"it is good."

Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang nodded repeatedly.

"Erzhurong, surnamed Erzhu, named Rong, Qihu tribe, that is, the Jie tribe in the period of Wuhuluanhua. Since Erzhurong's fifth ancestor, Erzhurong's family has been the leader of the Qihu tribe. Erzhurong inherited the tribe At the time of the leader, it was at the time of the chaos in the Six Towns. The Erzhurong family lived in Erzhuchuan, which was not part of the Six Towns, but it was close to Rouran. The wind and rain are precarious. Erzhuchuan is close to Rouran and Six Towns, facing the double pressure of Rouran and rebellious soldiers, the pressure is huge. Er Zhurong saw the soldiers from all directions, took the opportunity to disperse the livestock, recruited volunteers from all directions, and distributed weapons, horses, clothes, and pulled He raised a large army and began to gradually develop his power."

The three of Hu Wei and the others thought about it while reading it. They agreed that there was no enlightenment in this passage, it was just the background.

So, then look down.

"However, Er Zhurong knows very well that the army he has temporarily assembled is just a group of rabble and has no combat effectiveness. If he fights with Rouran or the chaos, the army he temporarily assembled will be vulnerable. If you want to fight in troubled times He needs an invincible iron army to gain a firm foothold in the middle of the war. However, the time is running out, the direction of Rouran is imminent, and the rebels are also coming to Erzhuchuan."

Seeing this, the three of them looked at each other and nodded involuntarily. They knew that the key part was coming.

"In order to deal with the coming Rouran and chaos, Er Zhurong urgently needed an iron army. For this reason, he strictly enforced military discipline and repeated orders. Soldiers are not allowed to **** or murder, trample on crops, or rob property."

Seeing this, the three of them couldn't help but froze for a moment.

"Serious military discipline?! We have already mentioned this, and, as Mr. Zhu said, the military discipline of the Zhejiang Army is already strict enough. There is no room for more strict military discipline. If it is stricter, it may cause military chaos."

Xia Qiang sighed, and said with regret and disappointment on his face.

"Let's look down first." Hu Wei also said with some disappointment.

"One day, Er Zhurong went out on horseback with his nephew and his own soldiers to inspect the territory. When they passed a farmland, Er Zhurong's horse was inexplicably frightened. It kicked Er Zhurong off the horse, and the horse also ran away. His nephew followed behind. After dismounting and helping Er Zhurong, he hurriedly ran to the field to chase the horse. After catching up with the horse, he was ordered by Er Zhurong to tie him up. Er Zhurong reprimanded him. You trampled on the crops, but you trampled on a lot of crops."

"The next day, Er Zhurong summoned the whole army to the school grounds and ordered his nephew to be punished. Er Zhurong's sister rushed to plead for mercy when Er Zhurong heard the news. Then, Er Zhurong disregarded his sister's entreaties, and ordered with a stern face, beheaded his nephew in front of the entire army, declared the canonical punishment, and affirmed military discipline. As for military discipline and military orders, Er Zhurong's orders are issued, and everyone obeys them, as if ordered by the arm, orders are prohibited."

"A few days later, Rouran and other rebels who came to Erzhuchuan to take advantage of it were all killed by Er Zhurong's soldiers, blood flowed into rivers, and the army was defeated."

After the three of them finished watching, they looked at each other again, and all three pairs of eyes could not help showing a look of disappointment.

Still heavy.

"I've finished reading this, and I'm still talking about serious military discipline." Uncle Zhu Shouren sighed in disappointment.

"Indeed, Er Zhurong really deserves to be a hero. He killed his relatives righteously. In order to enforce military discipline, he did not hesitate to kill his own nephew. However, the same sentence, it is the same as what we saw last time. It is all emphasizing military discipline."

Xia Qiang shook his head regretfully. This story of Er Zhurong also tells the importance of military discipline. In order to enforce military discipline, Er Zhurong did not hesitate to kill his own nephew.

"Oh, it is true. This story is still about military discipline." Hu Wei couldn't help but sighed in disappointment.

"Really, so is my nephew. He himself said that the military discipline of the Zhejiang Army is already strict enough, so why does he always look at military discipline? Japanese pirates are about to hit the door, and what does my nephew look at these stories that emphasize military discipline. To promote the Zhejiang Army Fighting power, you have to come up with new ideas." Uncle Zhu Shouren couldn't help complaining.

"and many more."

Hu Wei seemed to have an idea flashed through his mind, but he didn't catch it for a while, and closed his eyes standing still.

"What's wrong, Brother Hu?"

Xia Qiang asked quickly.

"Just now an idea flashed through my mind, I didn't catch it, but I feel that Er Zhurong's story on this page is not that simple."

Hu Wei frowned.

"Brother Hu, why is it not simple? Isn't it just emphasizing military discipline?" Uncle Zhu Shouren said disapprovingly.

"Brother Zhu, repeat what you said just now." Hu Wei thought that his idea just now came from listening to Zhu Shouren's words.

"I said, Brother Hu, why is it not simple? Isn't it just emphasizing military discipline." Uncle Zhu Shouren repeated with a puzzled expression.

"It's not this sentence, it's the last sentence." Hu Wei said eagerly.

"The last sentence, um, let me think about it. I said that my nephew is also the same. He himself said that the military discipline of the Zhejiang Army is already strict enough. Why do you always look at the military discipline? To improve the combat effectiveness of the Zhejiang Army, you have to come up with new ideas."

Uncle Zhu Shouren thought for a while, he could only remember a little bit of what he said just now, so he tried to repeat it.

Whoosh!

A flash of light flashed in my mind, and a hand that had been prepared a long time ago caught it in the blink of an eye.

Hu Wei's eyes lit up immediately, and he grasped the idea just now.

However, the expression was not very excited, but a little nervous, or fearful. This thought made him shudder.

Xia Qiang and his uncle Zhu Shouren saw Hu Wei's expression, they couldn't help being stunned for a moment, and quickly asked, "Brother Hu, Brother Hu, what's wrong with you? Why is your face so pale?! But what's wrong with your body?!"

"What do you see in this story?" Hu Wei swallowed, looked up at the two and asked.

"Isn't it military discipline? Could it be something else?" Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang looked at Hu Wei strangely.

"Have you noticed? Er Zhurong's army has just started recruiting and buying horses. It's been less than a month since the army was formed. Even Er Zhurong himself admitted that his army is a rabble that is vulnerable to one blow; but a few days later, Rouran's army and The rebellious soldiers were led by him, and the blood flowed into rivers, and the army was defeated. Why?"

Hu Wei looked at the two of them and asked.

"Military discipline."

Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang replied without thinking.

"no."

Hu Wei shook his head pale.

"No, what is that?"

Uncle Zhu Shouren and Xia Qiang looked at Hu Wei strangely.