"I will not accept it!"

The first thing I said was not Chen Wen, but Mao Mingshan. It can even be said that Chen Wen had not thought about what to say, and Mao Mingshan, who was outspoken, had already spoken out.

"Jingli, everyone can see how Chen Guerrilla's Nantang Camp is fighting, why not let Chen Guerrilla lead his troops to participate in the war? The Tatars came this time, but Tian Xiong's thief's thief, and they were almost all veterans who had fought for more than ten years. How could they win if they didn't give their all their strength at this time? If Jingli was worried about the retreat, he would be willing to send some soldiers to replace Chen Guerrilla."

Seeing that Mao Mingshan had already spoken, Huang Zhongdao had no choice but to stand up and salute and express his thoughts on it.

"After the principle of the strategy, you must have thoughts about the strategy. Can you say that you should consider it with us? Is it okay to have some thoughts on it?"

Looking at everyone's confusion and Chen Wen's eyes that were already gradually filled with anger and doubt, Wang Yi calmly pushed a stack of letters on the table to the side away from him.

"Chen Guerrilla, you can take it to see it yourself."

Hearing this, Chu Jiuru immediately understood. Although he also believed that Chen Wen needed to be refrigerated for a while to polish his temper, at this moment, a person had put in a lot of plans but was excluded for an inexplicable reason. He could imagine this frustration, and he also had his own strength in it, so that Chu Jiuru was embarrassed to go to see Chen Wen again at this time.

Chen Wen stood up and walked to Wang Yi's table in front of everyone. He opened the letter one by one, and the words in the letter continued to appear before him.

"Wang Jingluorong reported that Chen Guerrilla is extraordinary, but..."

"...The military strategy is everywhere. The master should not be angry and provoke a military force, and the general should not be angry and fight. Chen's guerrilla temperament..."

"…This boy is too arrogant and even if he is good at training soldiers, he may not be able to do so during war..."

"... Such a domineering person will definitely be reckless in the future..."

"...For the national government, this person should sharpen his character before he can be of great use. I hope Wang Zhengluo will think deeply."

These letters come from various units of the Ming army in Siming Mountain. Some Chen Wen had heard of them, and some he had never heard of them at all. However, these people could have the ambition to convey the same theory, that is, Chen Wen should not be reused. If Wang Yi led him to fight in this battle, they would not come.

The letters are signed by the leaders of the Ming army of Siming Mountain. They have different forces, different subordinates, different backgrounds, and different personalities, but they can be so united. No one would have imagined that this was from the hands of various forces in the Southern Ming Dynasty who were constantly fighting.

After seeing it patiently, Chen Wen finally saw a letter that was unique, which is normal. After all, this was written by a famous person who left a famous name in history books.

"...Wanxun's brother Mingjian, Chen Wen's son must be a remnant of the eunuch party. The eunuch party will cause trouble to the world... We should chase it from afar, and do not let it harm the court, or even ruin it..."

The signature clearly contains the five big words "Yuji Feng Jingdi".

From the beginning of the content, Chen Wen knew very well that this was the letter that Wang Yi had mentioned to him that Feng Jingdi was willing to join forces to join the war. It was obvious that Wang Yi did not tell him all the content of the letter. Perhaps it was related to the letter he had just read and had not sent it yet.

However, there is a concept that surprised him...

Eunuch?

Just because I support Yu Huang's theory and oppose going to Japan to beg for a teacher, is he a eunuch?

Not to mention whether I am an eunuch party, what's wrong with the eunuch party?

Who wrote the masterpiece of historians and the Lisao without rhyme?

It’s the eunuch party! It’s the eunuch party!

Who improved papermaking and inherited human civilization?

It’s the eunuch party! It’s the eunuch party!

Who was the one who sieged the border and pacified the barbarians in the southwest for the Tang Dynasty?

It’s the eunuch party, it’s the eunuch party!

Who controls the national affairs and defeats the Tang court?

It’s the eunuch party, it’s the eunuch party!

Who is expanding the border northwest and managing Youyan?

It’s the eunuch party, it’s the eunuch party!

Who sets his sails and makes his country's prestige thousands of miles away?

It’s the eunuch party! It’s the eunuch party!

Who is holding the sky with one hand and suppressing the Donglin Party that harms the country and the people?

It’s the eunuch party! It’s the eunuch party!

No matter what era, anyone can say it, but it may not be possible to do it.

Do you usually talk about your heart and soul without any help, and you will die in danger and repay the king?

With good skills in talking about one's heart and mind, do you have to do your duty as a state affairs, government affairs and you, and do you still need to die in danger?

A bunch of mouth cannons!

After reading these letters, Chen Wen took them into the envelope without getting tired of it, and then respectfully returned them to Wang Yi.

"They made sense, and the generals were speechless. Since there was nothing left here, there were still some urgent military affairs in the generals' camp. Let's say goodbye."

As he said that, Chen Wen left the central army hall calmly in the eyes of everyone, at least in the eyes of the Dalanshan officials present.

Wang Yi never expected Chen Wen to react like this, but it was precisely because of Chen Wen's reaction that he believed in Wang Jiang's previous evaluation of Chen Wen.

"I have reviewed Chen Guerrilla's account book. Over the past few days, every penny he has spent on raising soldiers. He has never misappropriated even a penny, and even the reward silver you and I gave him is used to raise soldiers. It is strange that such a person cannot cultivate elite soldiers... It is actually not surprising that he beat Chu Suxian for military pay."

"It's been more than two months since he went up the mountain. Chen Juez seemed to be doing things about trying to recover every day, and he had never even provoked women. This is really rare at his age. If it weren't for him, he wouldn't even be interested in men..."

"Chen Guerrill has only one personal soldier until today, and he is still Hu Er's wife's brother-in-law. It is probably because of yours and me that he has responded..."

"There is no money, the beauty is no moving, and even the life that requires people to serve him with all their heart seems to be a luxury for him. It is unheard of that young generals from a wealthy family who suffer so much. Even if Qi Shaobao was once greedy for beauty, Chen Wen seemed to be full of his mind how to drive out the Tartars. This is a good thing, but I am afraid, it is not a good thing..."

"Wanxun, Chen Wen is not so arrogant, but rather a person who is good at planning the country and is not as good as planning for oneself..."

Being good at planning a country, being poor at planning a body.

This is the evaluation that Zhang Juzheng had received. Although Wang Yi and Wang Jiang did not understand where the belief that supported Chen Wen's behavior came from, Zhang Juzheng's fate and another meaning that the country in Wang Jiang's mouth might have really made Wang Yi feel chilled.

"Fu Ren, you have already made the achievements of praise for painting, and the court will not forget it. Since you have talent, will you not be able to get the achievements in the future? Maybe you will blame me today, but for the sake of the country and for your future, this contribution should be given to others."

Looking at Chen Wen's departure back, Wang Yi took a deep breath and silently thought in his heart, as if he was comforting the subordinate who was gradually moving away, or comforting himself.

Outside the courtyard in the central army hall, the attendant and the personal soldiers of the military officers and generals were making jokes together. Zhang Jun, as the wife of Hu Er, the follower of Wang Yi, is now the rising star of the Ming army in Dalan Mountain. The personal soldiers of Chen Wen, commanding the Nantang Camp, naturally attracted much attention.

At this moment, the crowd heard footsteps coming from the courtyard. They thought the meeting was over, but they only saw Chen Wen walking out with a cold look on their faces. Seeing this, everyone immediately saluted, but the person they saluted seemed to have no idea that they walked straight over.

Zhang Jun followed Chen Wen on the way back to the camp, feeling that since Chen Wen came out of the Central Army Hall, the temperature in Dalan Mountain seemed to have dropped a lot, and he was so cold that he didn't even dare to open his mouth along the way.

Back at his room, Chen Wen sat on the Taishi chair behind the table. As his butt touched the chair again, Chen Wen felt an unprecedented sense of powerlessness coming to his face, as if he was about to submerge him.

As the plan maker, Chen Wen knew very well that the number and quality of the Ming army sent in Simingshan this time were put aside the quality of the war soldiers alone, and there were nearly 10,000 people, even more than twice the sum of the Qing army's Extra Biao Battalion and Shaoxing Green Camp.

If we calculate the information obtained by Wang Yi, Chu Jiuru and several Dalanshan generals over the past few days, the elite of the servants and personal soldiers had reached nearly two thousand, and this order of magnitude was more than enough to only fight against the Qing army on the Northern Front.

Although his hundreds of soldiers looked quite elite, they were almost all infantry, and the number was too small. Even if they were divided into one thousand people according to Wang Yi's requirements and compared with the Ming army of the six or seven thousand Siming Mountain, the result would be unknown.

"This is what is called "destroying bridges across the river, right?"

Seeing the content of those letters, Chen Wen immediately remembered Yang Zhan, a general of the Sichuan Ming Army who was murdered by his colleagues in the third year of Yongli in history.

During the days when Zhang Xianzhong entered Sichuan, the Ming army of Sichuan was crazy about plundering the people's wealth in order to fight Zhang Xianzhong's crazy plunder of the people in order to be self-sufficient, but they still rarely achieved success. However, Jiadingzhou controlled by Yang Zhan was able to resume production and be self-sufficient. Later, it blocked Zhang Xianzhong's road to the south and out of Sichuan and defeated him in one fell swoop. Chen Wen's famous world-class treasure of the era, "Zhang Xianzhong's sinking silver at the mouth of the river", was caused by Zhang Xianzhong in the battle that was defeated by Yang Zhan.

But even such a military general who knew how to cherish the strength of the people finally died under the conspiracy of his colleagues who went to surrender to his. After Yang Zhan's death, Jiadingzhou was also trapped in the hands of those murderers. The Sichuan people who had finally settled down in this troubled world once again ushered in the fate of being displaced and even slaughtered for the chaotic soldiers.

"I plan and work tirelessly, just to allow you, the righteous men who are not willing to surrender to the Qing Dynasty, to have the opportunity to continue to live in the Han family's clothes."

"But now it seems that all this is just me thinking too much. It turns out that you didn't regard me as a part of you. It turns out that I was just wishful thinking from beginning to end!"

The back of my back was leaning against the back of the Taishi Chair. The fatigue and weakness on my back seemed to have been slightly relieved, but what followed was that even my breathing began to become difficult.

"Since you don't think I need it anymore, then you can just play by yourself. I won't be with you anymore!"

The anger in his heart ignited all his powerlessness in an instant, and even the folk kiln porcelain bottle placed on Duobao grid in front of him that Chen Wen once called an antique became more and more annoying.

"Smash it!"

"Anyway, this thing wasn't something you bought, so it's no pity if it's smashed."

"If you don't break or stand, you can only place other things you like more if you smash it."

"Smash it!"

“…”

Countless voices echoed in his heart, all of which prompted Chen Wenzi, who was already filled with anger, to stand up from the chair of the Grand Master. He walked to Duobaoge, took the porcelain bottle into his hand, then raised it high and fell heavily to the ground.

With a "bang", the blue and white cloud dragon pattern porcelain vase that Chen Wen once decided to be able to change the suite was intimately in contact with the hard ground under the top-down force exerted by gravity and Chen Wen. In just a moment, this one is not valuable now, but if it is placed in a few hundred years as an antique sold, it will no longer be stored.

With the loud noise of the porcelain breaking, Zhang Jun, who was always guarding the door as a personal soldier, rushed in, but he was greeted with a simple word.

"roll!"

As this word burst out, not only anger, but even the resentment in my heart dissipated a lot.

Chen Wen, who was gasping as if exhausted, looked at the broken porcelain bottle in front of him. He knew very well that even the most skillful craftsman would find it difficult to re-stitch and glue it together.

If broken, they will never be able to return to their original state, but most people never want to give up, and their hearts are still full of hope for the future. Even if these hopes are just delusions in the past history, everyone has the right to dream and pursue a better life.

If I choose to give up at this moment, why should I stay? It is no easier and safer to start from an aide under Zheng Chenggong?

Isn’t the purpose of staying here so that these people can have the opportunity to survive and lead them to fight against the tyrannical rule of the Qing Dynasty in Zhejiang?

Isn't it?

He signaled that the young man who had fallen to the ground in fright and shivered at the door of the room to clean up the mess on the ground. Chen Wen returned to the table again. After calming down, he revised the remedial plan he had previously formulated to deal with the possibility of defeat in the war.

"People are born equal, so they all have the right to choose their path. I am not the Virgin. Since you don't want to live, then you can die. The Nantang Camp of I and I will definitely try to survive with those who are willing to trust us."
To be continued...