After Zhao Yun made great achievements, he did not show any satisfaction. He continued to do his duties diligently, as if nothing had happened.

Xu Rong did not immediately commend Zhao Yun, but asked his subordinates to inquire secretly to see if Zhao Yun was deliberately pretending to be in front of him, and then turned around and started to feel pretentious in the military camp.

But the result of the inquiry was the same. Zhao Yun really seemed like a normal person, he still did what he was supposed to do, he was open-minded and polite to others, neither arrogant nor arrogant, and he was very calm.

Xu Rong finally understood what Zhao Yun's value was.

He also knew Liu Qi's purpose in appointing Zhao Yun to him.

…

That night, Xu Rong called Zhao Yun into his handsome tent.

"The last official, Zhao Yun, pays homage to the general."

"Zilong, no need to be polite, sit down!" Xu Rong stretched out his hand and pointed to the seat next to him.

Zhao Yun was not surprised or excited by Xu Rong's sudden enthusiasm for him. He just calmly walked to the side and sat down, sitting upright and listening to Xu Rong's instructions.

"Zilong, a few days ago, the remnants of the Yellow Turbans in Guanzhong came to us to rob us of food. Thanks to you, you led hundreds of horses out late at night, beheaded their generals, dispersed their troops, and took back the food and grass, thus saving the face of our army. Xu's paragraph

I am busy with military affairs at this time, and I don’t bother to comfort you. You don’t resent me, do you?”

Zhao Yun bowed slightly and said: "General, you are very complimentary. This is just a matter that belongs to the lowest officials, so there is no need for condolences."

"Hahaha, neither arrogant nor impetuous, calm and measured, he is indeed a promising general. I am very happy... Alas, to be honest, Xu misjudged you originally and has been quite cold to you during the period of military deployment.

Now we know that Zilong is the real husband, I will give you an apology here."

Zhao Yun stood up and said: "I don't dare. Yun is young and has little knowledge, so he is not suitable for great use. Thanks to the general for not giving up, I will do the work of a dog and a horse."

Xu Rong waved his hand, asked Zhao Yun to sit down, and said, "Zilong, are you from Changshan?"

"Exactly."

"Yes, I have the style of a Yanzhao man."

Zhao Yun showed a puzzled look for the first time: "Isn't the general from Liangzhou?"

Xu Rong laughed loudly and said: "Many people saw that I followed Prime Minister Dong and thought that I was from Liangzhou. In fact, they didn't know that I was born in Xuantu, Youzhou. You and I are both men from Yanzhao, Hebei. Although we are not from the same hometown, we are still from the same place.

In the final analysis, they all come from the same root."

Zhao Yun suddenly understood after hearing this, but when he heard Xu Rong call him 'Dong Zhuo', he still called him 'Dong Xiang'. He raised his eyebrows slightly, but didn't say much.

Although it was only a momentary change in expression, Xu Rong still saw the clues.

He laughed loudly and said: "Xiang Dong is regarded as a national traitor by the world. I naturally know this. It is really inappropriate for me to call him that, considering my current status... But after all, he has been kind to me.

, although I am not a soldier of Xiliang, I was entrusted with important tasks by Prime Minister Dong. I have followed him in expeditions east and west for twenty years, and have been promoted many times. To be honest, if it were not for Prime Minister Dong, there would be no Xu Rong today. Everyone in the world can disrespect me.

For him, but I can't. Even if the Prime Minister is designated as a traitor by the court, I can't be disrespectful to him at all. This is the duty of a human being."

After hearing these words, Zhao Yun showed an expression of admiration for the first time.

He stood up, cupped his fists and saluted Xu Rong: "General, Zhao Yun admires your righteousness!"

"Hey, it doesn't have to be like this!" Xu Rong waved his hands and laughed loudly: "I would be very grateful if you don't go to others to report me... Zilong, when were you born?"

"The last official was born in the third year of Jianning."

Xu Rongpa did the math with his fingers and sighed with emotion: "You are really at a great age, which is enviable... Well, when I was as old as you, I happened to join the army. Now time flies, twenty years have passed.

It's passed, I'm already forty-five, and I'm an old man."

Xu Rong's words are not that he is being modest. People who are forty-five and fifty-year-old are indeed considered veterans in the army.

"Zilong, from what I heard, you don't appear to be a scholar or a wealthy family, right?"

Xu Rong's question was very direct and rude. Someone else might have been anxious.

But as he said, both Zhao Yun and Xu Rong were men from Yanzhao, and they were both warriors. They really didn't have the rules of the noble clans in their behavior. They were straightforward and broad-minded.

Zhao Yun answered naturally: "The general's judgment is extremely accurate, but Zhao Yun is not from a high family."

Xu Rong nodded and said: "Then you probably have limited reading on your military books?"

Zhao Yun shook his head: "I've never read it."

These days, military books are inherently scarce. Unlike later generations, if you want to read Sun Tzu's Art of War, Guiguzi's Art of War, etc., you can go to a bookstore and buy several versions. At the worst, you can search online and find them everywhere.

There are only a handful of people who are qualified to see the book of war, and they basically rely on ancestral traditions... Most people only hear the name of the book of war and have never seen the actual book of war.

Xu Rong nodded: "That's right. From my perspective, you have good martial arts skills, superb equestrian skills, and strong cavalry skills. These are all trained in our Hebei land. But if this continues, you three

Five years at most will make you a captain capable of leading thousands of men. If you want to be a general, you must have ten or twenty years of experience to hone your skills."

This is very true.

There are no military books, that is to say, there is no experience of sages to learn from. The ability to command an army needs to be honed bit by bit in practice. It looks simple, but in fact it is difficult.

First, start with one hundred people, two hundred people, one thousand people, three thousand people, ten thousand people... The more people you bring, the more military affairs you need to handle, the more tactics you can use, but at the same time, the more troubles you will have.

, the more you have to say about how to allocate and mobilize your generals... Moreover, combat experience must be honed with war as a prerequisite, and you must try to win!

If you lose the battle and your troops are gone, you have to start all over again.

What's even worse is that your life is gone, just say goodbye.

So if you think about it carefully, the profession of general is also a highly competitive and high-risk industry. Everyone squeezes onto a single-plank bridge and pushes each other down the bridge.

This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! The one who survived in the end was the general who shocked the world, but his experience was all based on the corpses of his enemies.

Without tens of thousands of lives in his hands, he cannot be considered a famous general.

Zhao Yun didn't know why Xu Rong suddenly asked him this, and couldn't help but look confused.

Xu Rong chuckled and said: "Actually, my experience is very similar to yours. My abilities and achievements were also gained during the past twenty years when I fought with people in border counties such as Liangzhou and Bingzhou... Zilong,

Although you and I are not from the same county, in Jingzhou and Yizhou, where southerners are everywhere, we can be considered as half of the same hometown. The road I have walked before is what you will walk now... If you are willing, from now on

From the beginning of this battle, you will be with Xu. Xu will teach you how to use troops, how to dispatch soldiers, how to arrange troops, and what tactics to use on what terrain. How about teaching you bit by bit?

"

Zhao Yun couldn't help being shocked when he heard this.

Who is Xu Rong? He is the same age as Huang Zhong. He is the only person in the Xiliang army who, as a Youzhou native, became an important general under Dong Zhuo.

He even defeated Sun Jian.

Martial arts, archery, tact... He may not be ranked high, but when it comes to marching, setting up troops, fighting, and commanding generals, he is an expert, and his achievements are still there.

How could Zhao Yun not be surprised when such a person was willing to impart his experience to Zhao Yun?

Zhao Yun cupped his hands and asked doubtfully: "General Xu and I are neither relatives nor friends. Why does the general treat me so favorably?"

Xu Rong smiled and touched his chin and said: "Hey! To be honest, firstly, because you and I are both from Hebei, secondly, I think you have the air of a general, and thirdly, I am nearly fifty years old, and I have never been in this life.

I don’t know how to do anything else, but I know how to lead troops. The few younger ones in the family are not war materials. In the future, when my eyes are closed and the coffin board is closed, this ability of marching and fighting will not be passed down to me. I will feel bad in my heart.
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