Mistaking The General For A Game And Capturing The Blue Commander Alive

art of war?

A trace of curiosity flashed in Xing Zhiming's eyes, and then he asked with confusion: "What is the research direction?"

"Experience summed up from the perspective of ancient warfare." Hou Pengfei replied.

As Chief of Staff of the Army in the Southern Theater Command, Hou Pengfei has always been a person who loves and cherishes talents, and there is nothing wrong with this.

Just like when the professional Blue Army brigade was first formed, many people criticized it.

But Hou Pengfei still defied public opinion and appointed Gao Tianzheng, a university graduate in Chinese but with a doctorate in tactics, as the commander of the Cheetah Brigade.

Judging from the subsequent situation, Hou Pengfei's decision was completely correct.

Gao Tianzheng's performance in many exercises was very impressive.

However, although Hou Pengfei loves talents and cherishes them, it is still not enough for him to propose Long Yan as the deputy regiment position just because of a drill.

Just like what Long Yan said in his book The Art of War.

Soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape.

It is certainly powerful for a commander to use his sword to take advantage of the enemy in a battle to win.

But it's not as good as just taking up the position of deputy regimental commander.

After all, Long Yan is still young and has limited qualifications.

Longguo has never had a 24-year-old deputy regimental lieutenant colonel who just graduated from the military academy.

This is a first-of-its-kind initiative.

If he hadn't seen Sun Tzu's Art of War written by Long Yan, even Hou Pengfei would only propose to arrange a camp position for Long Yan.

Actually.

For a person who has just graduated from the military academy to get a real job in the camp, that is already a great deal of importance.

Deputy Lieutenant Colonel.

This is something that has never happened before.

All this is because Sun Tzu's Art of War written by Long Yan is so amazing.

So much so that Hou Pengfei had to treat Long Yan in the same way as he would treat a talent that comes only once in a thousand years.

Xing Zhiming, who still didn't know why, frowned slightly, but he couldn't figure out what kind of medicine Hou Pengfei was selling in the gourd.

He just muttered: "It's really strange that you value this summary of ancient wars so much."

Ancient warfare and modern warfare are completely different in many aspects.

Hou Pengfei, Chief of Staff of the Army, has always been an enterprising reformer.

Such people value a book summarizing the art of war in ancient times, and it is true that the sun rises from the west.

But this made Xing Zhiming even more interested.

He took Sun Tzu's Art of War from Hou Pengfei, threw it on the desk, sat on the chair, and started reading.

Um.

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's surname is not Sun either. What's the meaning of this?" Xing Zhiming asked curiously.

Hou Pengfei's face froze slightly, and he said bravely: "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 to the present, anyone who becomes a grandfather starts as a grandson. "

Xing Zhiming: ....

Well, there’s some truth to that, but not much.

Putting aside the messy thoughts, Xing Zhiming began to read the Art of War.

At first, he was very relaxed.

When he reaches his position, what kind of art of war has he not read?

What kind of genius have I not seen?

Xing Zhiming is not only the Army Commander of the Southern Theater Command, but also the Deputy Commander-in-Chief of the Southern Theater Command.

Deputy theater level position.

Lieutenant General rank.

He has experienced more things in his life than even the novels some people have read.

Only the legendary readers can have a life experience comparable to that of Xing Zhiming.

Compared with that, any depression cloud music comment area seems monotonous and boring.

Thirty years of fame and dust, eight thousand miles of clouds and moon.

This is the portrayal of Xing Zhiming for most of his life.

As the reading progressed, Xing Zhiming's expression gradually changed from casual at the beginning to serious.

"Soldiers have no constant momentum, and water has no constant shape. Those who can win due to changes in the enemy are called gods."

"He who knows what can be fought and what cannot be fought, wins."

"Soldiers are deceitful, so when they are able, they show their inability; when they use them, they show they are not in use; when they are close, they show how far they are; when they are far, they show how close they are."

Sentence after sentence summaries of the war speak directly to Xing Zhiming’s soul.

From not paying much attention to being extremely solemn, and then Xing Zhiming was shocked to the heavens!

"This kind of art of war, this kind of art of war."

Xing Zhiming's hand when turning pages began to tremble, and his tone became inexplicably excited.

Is this really just a book summarizing the art of war in ancient times?

No!

This is a book with a huge pattern and huge wisdom on the art of war.

Even if it is a thousand years from now, it will not be out of date.

"This book on The Art of War was really written by Long Yan, a twenty-four-year-old combat staff officer who just graduated from the military academy?"

After reading the last word, Xing Zhiming stood up suddenly.

The shock in his eyes was like undulating waves, rushing onto his face layer by layer.

This kind of sacred military scripture is enough to defy the heavens.

And for a twenty-four-year-old young man to write such a book on the Art of War, this is no longer outrageous.

This is a rhythm that even God would be stunned by.

What kind of devil is this!