The Human Emperor

Chapter 296

As the first base of his training camp in Kunwu, Wang Chong is very important. Therefore, the decoration is also very detailed.

It turns out that the effect has indeed been achieved.

"Is everything ready?"

When everyone was visiting everywhere, Wang Chong turned his head and looked at the guards who were dressed up. He vaguely remembered that this man was called Huang Wei, and his uncle Li Lin told him. Everything here is the responsibility of this person, very reliable.

"The son is ready."

Huang Wei Shen Shen, respectful.

"You lead the way."

Wang Chong nodded.

Just in front of the main entrance of this courtyard, several six-foot-long white papers were spread out, and a master of paper-cutting stood beside and respectfully waited.

Next to it is a small ink tank of a sea bowl size.

When Wang Chong walked to the front door, he immediately attracted the attention of everyone. Zhao Jingdian, Zhuang Zhengping, Chi Weisi, Xu Qi, Gao Feng, Nie Yan, Chen Bu Let, Chen Zhiming, all came over.

All eyes are gathered on Wang Chong's body, faintly containing some kind of expectation.

"Get the pen!"

Wang Chong opened the door and held out a palm.

"The son!"

Next to it, immediately a **** sent the wolf to Wang Chong.

The atmosphere suddenly became solemn.

All civil construction has been completed and the interior decoration has been completed. According to the rules, as the owner of this house and the yard, you should name the house after the completion.

But everyone knows that this is far more than that.

Wang Chong holds a large pen in the sedimentary lake, and his look is fixed, revealing the look of thought.

From rebirth to the present, this is the first time he has come out and will present himself to the king in front of everyone.

This courtyard, this base, has extraordinary significance for the future.

The wolf, which is several times larger than the ordinary brush, is put into the small ink tank of the sea bowl size. He smashed it, and Wang Chong already knows what to do.

"The war chess is about the country!"

"Wu Yiqiang protects the people!"

There are two words and four words in the ocean. The character of Wang Chong is unflattering. But Wang Chong’s cursive book is another matter.

The so-called pen walking python, the most important thing in the cursive is the feelings contained in the writer, and calligraphy is second to none.

These four lines of fourteen words contain the revenge of Wang Chong’s life. Although it is not a masterpiece, it has its own imposing manner.

"For the generals can not be ignorant of the art of war, do not understand the strategy. Kunwu training camp is the camp of the training, not the camp of the soldiers, but for the general, the most valued is the world of Gezhen. Later, here is called the Tang Geyuan This is also the true meaning of Wu!"

Wang Chong said, the pen went to the python and wrote the last horizontal batch.

When these words were written, a majestic momentum erupted from the paper.

Stop Ge, stop Ge!

He did not do it in his last life. This is his deep regret. So he will die and resurrect.

Ronghua, wealth, humiliation, gains and losses... This world is no longer what he cares about. No matter what the price, he has to accomplish this.

Because this is his "mission"!

At this moment, Wang Chong’s chest stirred up, and a majestic momentum burst out of his body. It’s not the fifteen-year-old boy, but the last life, the Middle-earth warrior who has experienced hardships and has fought in battle, the last Marshal of the Central Plains!

This moment, quiet in the hospital.

Look at the words on the paper, and then look at the temperament of Wang Chong's body, everyone in the yard suddenly took it for granted.

Even the Guards of the Guards were eclipsed.

The gas field in Wang Chong is too strong. In the past, many people have admired it. Even the exotic iron horses are also the chilling Middle-earth warriors. How can these ordinary sergeants be able to withstand them?

All the guards, together with Zhao Jingdian, Zhuang Zhengping, Chi Weisi, Sun Zhiming, Chen Brang and others, were deeply shocked and couldn’t speak.

No one knows what happened to Wang Chong.

But the supreme majesty, the majestic momentum, the temperament of all people, the moment is deeply imprinted in the minds of everyone.

However, the shocking power disappeared in a flash of time. Wang Chong re-converges the momentum of his life, like a huge iceberg. After revealing a corner, he re-sinks to the bottom!

Now, it is far from being the time to reveal another.

Wang Chong quickly recovered his original appearance.

"Old gentleman, trouble you, help me decorate."

Wang Chong told the old gentleman who came to the capital.

"Yes, son."

The old gentleman licked the two words on the table, his eyes flashed a sigh of praise, and then respectfully accepted the two characters of Wang Chong, began to pretend.

Behind them, everyone is just awakened.

"Tang Geyuan! Stop Geyuan! Good name!"

“It’s very interesting, and it fits the mood here.”

"The poetry that I can't think of the son is also doing very well."

......

A group of people have come back, obviously obviously love the name.

"Everyone likes it. Wu Yizhi Ge'an world. Our Kunwu training camp students, the original purpose is to stop protecting the world. Later, everyone will come when you have time."

Wang Chong smiled and looked at the crowd behind him.

"Yes, son!"

Everyone has a compliment, and it has formed a group that Wang Chongma’s head is invisible. Whether it is strength, status, prestige, or family history, Wang Chong is the first in the world.

And Wang Chong has already proved himself with his own behavior.

"Congratulations, this is the first list I have drawn up. Let me send it out. The soldiers are more expensive and not more expensive. The first batch of seven people is almost the same."

Wang Chong handed over a list of pre-prepared ones.

There are hundreds of players in the Kunwu training camp, but Wang Chong is not prepared to invite all. The meal should be eaten bit by bit. In the first step, Wang Chong wants to invite the most influential people to join the Zhigeyuan.

By the time the Zhigeyuan had expanded its influence at the Kunwu training camp, it was time for people from a steady stream to try to join the Zhigeyuan.

At that time, Wang Chong will make an invitation to these people, and it will be a matter of course.

"The son, will you teach the art of war here?"

A voice came from the side, and Sun Zhiming’s eyes were burning, standing in the crowd and eagerly watching Wang Chong.

He remembered that Wang Chong just mentioned the word Jiangfa. The martial art is a small road, and the military strategy is the avenue. It is only something that is mastered by the handsome house.

The Kunwu training camp is not taught.

He has checked it in the past few months. This is certain.

"Ok!"

Wang Chong nodded, and Sun Zhiming had this kind of performance. He was not surprised at all. This is born to be the talent of the handsome, the last time I like to play the surprise attack, the strange soldier is this guy.

Sun Zhiming is a natural awakening.

"For the generals, you must not know the strategy of the military, and those who want to enter the Zhigeyuan in the future must go through the most basic methods of military law."

Wang Chongdao.

This world art of war is really rough. At least in Wang Chong's view. Wang Chong’s military method in the Tang’s court has a layer of selfishness. He hopes to use his own sect of the sect of the Middle Kingdom in the military strategy, to temper and edify the future stars of the Middle-earth Shenzhou.

If these stars can pass their own tests, in the future, they will become more powerful than their predecessors.

For Datang, this will also be the greatest gospel.

As the last Marshal of the last generation, Wang Chong dragged ten times and dozens of times of enemies with tens of thousands of troops, and delayed the end of the earth for dozens of years, destroying a large number of foreign invaders.

In terms of the military strategy, no one can surpass him in this era. Even Su Zhengchen, the legendary military **** of Datang, was defeated in his hands, let alone other people.

"How to test the art of war? Hey, kid, you have a big tone! -"

Wang Chong’s voice just fell, a voice suddenly came from the outside, and quickly approached. With only one blink of an eye, several figures appeared at the gate.

"Zhao instructor!"

"Week instructor!"

At the gate of the courtyard of Zhigeyuan, two strong and powerful figures walked in front of each other in a big step.

Seeing these two people, even Wang Chong was a big surprise, actually Zhao Qianqiu and Zhou Huang.

The former is the teacher of Wang Chong and Zhao Jingdian in the training camp, and the latter and the people have had a life and death on the night of the Goguryeo night attack.

"Two instructors, how come you are here?"

Wang Chong looked surprised and hurried up.

"Haha, I have long wanted to see who is so courageous, so big, I dare to pay attention to the Kunwu training camp, and build the private residence to such a close distance. Now, it is you."

Zhao Qianqiu laughed.

Zhou Huang at the back quickly came up and greeted everyone.

"You guy, it's really a ghost. The court is cleaning up the surrounding land. I heard that the Ministry of Industry and Dali Temple have jointly ordered that within ten miles of the training camp, any land sale transaction is strictly forbidden, and no private construction is allowed. Fudi. Your hands and feet are so fast, I heard that the court has sold the ownership of this mountain to you. I want to take it back without recycling!"

When Zhou Huang came over, he smiled.

"This kid's hands and feet have always been so fast, you don't know? In my opinion, the rules of the Ministry of Industry and Dali Temple are aimed at this guy. The Dali Temple gangsters don't know when they approve." It’s only after I’ve made such a big loophole.”

Zhao Qianqiu said.

"The two adults, you all know that it is my private house, and I still say this in front of me, is this really good?"

Wang Chong smiled. The hand is fast, the hand is slow, and the Kunwu training camp just started the camp, he bought the land here. In this case, the court’s ban on buying and selling the surrounding land has long been in his expectation.

"Oh, it’s just in front of you. This kid doesn’t need to be polite with him."

Zhao Qianqiu smiled and said.

With a handful of purple wicker chairs, the feel, the comfort, even Zhao Qianqiu could not help but praise.

"Boy, you just said that you still have a military tactics here, and the tone is not small. I ask you, will you be tactical?"

Zhao Qianqiu sat down on the wisteria chair and gently knocked on the table in front of him, and looked at it.

"Is this an adult to point me?"

Wang Chong smiled and sat down opposite Zhao Qianqiu.

"Hey, it seems that your kid is still not convinced. You can learn from each other's martial arts skills. Professor of Art of War, ... don't miss the children. This kind of thing can't be taught casually. Come here! If you can After I have been there, you can teach them the art of war."

Zhao Qianqiu said.

Although talking about a smile, it seems to be a joke, but Wang Chong heard a serious taste from Zhao Qianqiu's words.

Obviously, Zhao Qianqiu did not agree to teach his classmates here.

The art of war is the way to be handsome!

If you don't get it, you will die. It will not only harm you, but it will also damage the soldiers who have died under their own hands. This is also the reason why the military law is not taught in the Kunwu training camp.

The four words of "Cultural Laws" by Wang Chong obviously make Zhao Qianqiu dare not agree. However, Zhao Qianqiu has paid a little attention to the face of Wang Chong, so he said it in such a euphemistic way.