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Chapter 132 Butterfly wings? (6)

"Your Majesty, I also believe that our Tang Dynasty should be based on the army, with the chariot and cavalry and logistics army as the auxiliary army. The cavalry and artillery are all precious troops. They cannot be commanded by generals, and the same is true for logistics. There must be no mistakes at all!"

During military training, Ning Wen also learned about the status of horses in ancient wars. The Mongolian cavalry actually burned all the wars to Europe. It can be imagined that the importance of war horses, but in modern warfare, war horses gradually lost their role, which shows that the role of war horses is not so irreplaceable. Reproduction is one aspect, but Ning Wen wanted to further refine the role of cavalry in war.

"The child said something, there is some truth in the previous sentence, but it is inappropriate later. The cavalry is the elite of the Tang Dynasty. If there were no cavalry, where would the saying of surprise attacks come from! Where would it be invincible?"

Liu Hongji took a sip of wine and seriously criticized Ning Wen's point of view.

"I also want to know, what is the auxiliary of cavalry?"

Li Shimin also felt that cavalry was the top priority, not only treasures, but also reluctant to use them even when he went to the battlefield.

"What I said is to turn the cavalry into elite force and no longer use it as a rush on the front battlefield, but to use it on the flanks and as a surprise behind enemy lines to minimize losses!"

For a moment, Li Shimin and the veterans were silent. It seemed that Ning Wen's words made some sense, but he also felt that they were completely different from what Ning Wen said. Only Li Gongxiao nodded slightly and said:

"The words of the Ning family boy are not unreasonable. I think it is necessary to make a long-term plan."

"What does synthetic combat mean?"

Li Shimin asked.

Ning Wen had some questions in his heart. Li Shimin had drunk a lot before, so why was he not drunk at all? Could it be that the emperor could not get drunk?

"Your Majesty, synthetic combat is also an idea of ​​me. I have never been to the battlefield and it is entirely a talk on paper. Synchronized combat is to integrate the army, chariots, cavalry, and logistics forces to exchange for the greatest victory at the smallest price. Your Majesty, the lives of our people in the Tang Dynasty are extremely precious. If we win a tragic victory at the price of ten people killing one enemy, it would be nothing."

"Well, my people are indeed precious. Guangcheng's words must be known to the people of the Ministry of War. In the future, our Tang Dynasty will definitely focus on the lives of the generals and soldiers in the world!"

Li Shimin said seriously, for a moment, the old generals who were originally lying on the verge of storms were also sitting nervously. Although the people who came down from the battlefield were used to bloody storms, they were still unbearable. Not only the soldiers, but also the friends and relatives around them all fell beside them, saying that they didn't feel that it was a lie, but they just didn't want to mention it.

Ning Wen didn't know how he came to Li Shimin's bedroom, and he didn't figure out where it was. He just felt that it was even more magnificent than Tai Chi Hall. The alcohol in his mind dissipated. Ning Wen was a little scared and had only a vague impression of what he said before. Did he say something Ji Yue, or something that was unregulated, but why did he reach this depth?

"Who are you?"

The reason why we regard the emperor as the incarnation of a dragon is not only because it can summon wind and rain, but also because it can be powerful without anger. Ning Wen feels like this. The emperor in front of him seems to have questions about his origin.

"Chunfeng!"

A middle-aged man dressed in a Taoist priest came out from the curtain behind Li Shimin. Ning Wen suddenly remembered one person. Could it be Li Chunfeng?

"Haha, old master Li Chunfeng, I have met Ning County!"

Ning Wen quickly bowed, the monster among the monsters, the leading charlatan in the Tang Dynasty, Ning Wen was secretly careful that this thing is different from ordinary people.

"I dare not, I dare not, please, Master Li!"

Ning Wen's words, Taoist Li, Li Shimin was amused. Haha, the whole atmosphere became relaxed, but Li Shimin still looked at Ning Wen straight, trying to see something from Ning Wen's eyes.

"Your Majesty, I am Ning Wen!"

"Chunfeng!"

The second time I was called Chunfeng, I don’t know what Li Shimin was thinking.

"Haha, the county has a very unique face. I wonder if there is any adventure in the county?"

A glimmer of light flashed in Li Chunfeng's eyes, which made Ning Wen's heart tremble. Be good, Ning Wen thought, won't the charlatan see something? Or is Li Chunfeng not a half-immortal, but a god directly?

"No, there is no adventure, Master Li, why do you say that?"

Li Chunfeng smiled slightly, turned around and said to Li Shimin:

"Your Majesty, the old Taoist has seen countless people. Ning County's fate is different from that of ordinary people. In the old Taoist's opinion, Ning County's appearance is a blessing, and it will be beneficial to our Tang Dynasty but not harmless!"

After hearing this, Li Shimin seemed to breathe a sigh of relief. Ning Wen took a secret glance. Yes, it seems that the charlatan Li Chunfeng is a friend.

Ning Wen left the deep palace in a chaotic manner, and left with Li Chunfeng.

"What kind of adventure does the county have? Can you tell me about it?"

Ning Wen muttered to himself, but he still admired Li Chunfeng's Taoist skills. Ning Wen felt that this guy was at the same level as Sun Simiao, and he was both a god!

"Haha, Master Li made a mistake this time. Ning did not have any strange adventures. He just fell seriously ill in Lingnan and walked around the gate of hell!"

"Oh, so that's it, no wonder, no wonder."

Li Chunfeng shook his head, as if he felt a little regretful about Ning Wen's praise just now.

"No wonder, but the old Taoist still feels that the county is different from ordinary people. Since the county does not want to tell the old Taoist, the old Taoist will not force it."

The two left Tai Chi Palace without saying a word. Just as they were about to go home, Li Chunfeng came up and pulled Ning Wenyan and said:

"Why do you go to the old Taoist temple to tell me about it now and ask the old Taoist to give the county a divination?"

"Hehe, then, there is no need to do it. There is a curfew. There is still a wife and children at home. Let's just leave it here, don't go!"

Ning Wen bowed his hand and flew towards the carriage like a flying one, asking Sangouzi to whip the horse, and occasionally lifted the curtain to see. Ning Wen secretly wiped his sweat, but fortunately, he didn't follow him.

"What, Li Chunfeng is visiting?"

On the first day of the Chinese New Year, Ning Wen was still sleeping soundly, so Yu'er woke up. It was Li Chunfeng's old Taoist, and his soul was still undispersed. Ning Wen sighed in his heart, but he didn't dare to be arrogant. He couldn't help but be Li Shimin's confidant, and the saying of gods and ghosts is still very marketable. If he offended this guy and provoked him, Ning Wen would not want to take this risk.

"I disturbed the county. The old Taoist thought about it all night. Today I came to ask the county for advice."

Li Chunfeng did not mention any Feng Shui appearance, but just took out a book from his arms and put it in front of Ning Wen, saying.

Ning Wen yawned, picked up the book in front of him and saw that it was Jiuzhang Arithmetic. Oh my god, this guy is not here to pick on it, right? I remember that I had taught simple math knowledge to those people in Hongwenguan before, but they were just like nineteen tables. I forgot about this matter when I was busy with the weapons supervision experiments a few years ago.

"I dare not take it if you ask me, let's communicate, right?"

Li Chunfeng's purpose is very simple, not as complicated as Ning Wen thought, so he just came to ask about mathematics.

"The numbers were taught by the Nanyang sorcerer, and were not created by Ning, so Ning didn't know where the numbers came from."

First plug the loopholes that are prone to problems. Anyway, there are Nanyang warlocks to Ning Wen blocked them.

"Oh, it turns out that he is still a Taoist brother, no wonder!"

Li Chunfeng gently stroked the white beard under his jaw and nodded thoughtfully. Brother Dao, Ning Wen complained a few words in his heart, he was a sorcerer and a guru!

The communication with Li Chunfeng was very painful. Ning Wen just wanted to kick Li Chunfeng away. Unfortunately, this guy became stronger and became a charlatan. He ignored Ning Wen's current appearance and kept lingering. He didn't know if there was a custom of going out on the first day of the first lunar month of the Tang Dynasty. Ning Wen hoped that someone would come to save him now.

All morning, Li Chunfeng kept asking some math problems that even Ning Wen couldn't figure out. He felt that some problems could still involve calculus. Ning Wen was a college student who had not had good grades and had returned mathematics to the teacher earlier, so he closed Li Chunfeng's arithmetic book and threw a sentence:

"Master Li, Ning is anxious, and urgent!"

"Oh, too, go together, go together!"

Just as he was about to urinate, he never thought that the old Taoist priest was ignorant and Ning Wen had no passion for going to the toilet.

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