The number one rebel of the Great Wu

"I know a little, I know a little."

Chen Changgeng smiled confidently.

"I have a winning formula, which consists of only eight words, and it will make me invincible."

When Shen Lang heard the words "slightly understand" just now, he was somewhat dismissive.

But upon hearing the words "invincible" at the end, he couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Our Great Wu Kingdom has fought more than 300 wars, large and small, in its history. Among them, the three most powerful generals were invincible on the battlefield."

"Although only General Jiang is still alive today, he is known as the God of War of our Great Wu Dynasty."

Even General Jiang wouldn't dare claim to have an invincible secret at this moment.

"How dare you, a lowly eunuch who has never been to a battlefield and has no experience whatsoever, make such a boast?"

Chen Changgeng nodded slightly.

"General Shen is too modest. As far as I know, since you went to the battlefield, you have never suffered a defeat."

"That's why he was able to intimidate the Di people and their villains simply by using his own name."

"I believe that General Shen is a man of great wisdom in warfare."

"If I were to explain my method, General Shen would surely understand it."

Shen Lang raised an eyebrow.

He was indeed being modest; he didn't mention his own achievements at all.

Even so, Chen Changgeng only described himself as someone who "knows how to fight".

This kid is so arrogant that I can't even look him in the eye.

"Alright, then tell me, what is your invincible secret?"

Shen Lang knew that even at this stage, Chen Changgeng was still laying the groundwork for that method.

He was too lazy to beat around the bush anymore.

"Know yourself and know your enemy, and you will never be defeated."

Chen Changgeng smiled slightly, cupped his hands, and slowly uttered these eight words.

"Know yourself and know your enemy..."

Shen Lang was about to mock him, thinking that a mere eight characters could encompass everything.

The battlefield is ever-changing, how could that be...?

But before he could finish reading the last four words, his expression suddenly changed.

He then leaned back, frowned, and began to ponder.

"this……"

Xiao Lie glanced at Chen Changgeng, then at Shen Lang, his eyes darting around as he began to ponder.

Everyone present was a man of war.

Even a woman like Shen Qingci, who had never been to the battlefield, was exposed to such things at home from a young age.

Therefore, the hall fell silent for a moment.

"Something seems to be going on!"

Xiao Lie frowned and looked at Shen Lang with some hesitation.

Shen Lang's lips moved slightly, but he dared not give a direct confirmation.

He had countless tactics in mind, including advancing, retreating, encircling, attacking from the front, and harassing from the rear. But no matter how he thought about it, if he wanted to win, he could not escape the four words: know yourself and know your enemy.

These four words can be said to be the foundation for executing all tactics.

It is also a highly condensed summary of all tactics.

But the reason he didn't dare to give a direct confirmation was...

Chen Changgeng was right, but it was just theory without practical application, so he dared not say how good Chen Changgeng's military strategy was.

Just then, Chen Changgeng suddenly smiled.

"Why is General Shen still hesitating?"

"Do you want to test whether I know anything about leading troops in major battles?"

"Hasn't the answer already been given?"

Shen Lang was taken aback, then suddenly realized what was going on.

Damn it, I've been tricked by this little eunuch!

The idea of ​​someone being invincible raised Shen Lang's expectations to an unimaginable level.

He completely forgot that he initially just wanted to see if this kid had any talent for leadership.

If we follow the previous statement, the four words "know yourself and know your enemy" are enough to provide the perfect answer.

"Okay, okay!"

Shen Lang laughed in exasperation and pointed at Chen Changgeng.

"You've already intimidated me before we've even started."

"If this were on the battlefield, you'd probably be a tough opponent."

These two sentences are tantamount to acknowledging Shen Lang.

"Thank you for the compliment, General Shen, but I have no intention of becoming a general."

"I only wish to become a strategist and accompany the general."

Shen Lang turned his head in surprise.

"You are skilled in martial arts and have strategic acumen."

"What's wrong with taking action myself and achieving merit on the battlefield?"

"If I were to become a general, I might be able to transform into a sharp blade and deliver a heavy blow to the enemy."

"It has little impact on the battle situation and cannot influence the overall outcome."

"Only by staying by General Shen's side can I truly utilize my talents."

How could Chen Changgeng possibly tell the truth at this moment?

This reason is only one aspect; if one were to personally lead troops into battle and accumulate enough connections, that would take forever.

Moreover, it's tiring and dangerous. You might end up like Xiao Lie, crippled from the waist down, which would be a huge loss.

If one could follow Shen Lang to command the central army, one would be in contact with high-ranking generals, which would make the process much faster.

"Want to stay by my side?"

Shen Lang didn't say anything, but instead asked a question.

"Throughout history, strategists have always remained behind the scenes, making it difficult for the world to remember them."

"You actually don't want this fame and fortune?"

Previously, Chen Changgeng had already established Shen Lang as a talented but somewhat arrogant persona.

If someone continues to pursue fame and fortune at this point, they will inevitably meet a dead end sooner or later.

But if he didn't seek fame and fortune, Shen Lang would think that perhaps he truly had talent but no opportunity to use it.

On the contrary, they may pay attention to and make good use of it.

"What are petty fame and fortune compared to the peace and security of the nation?"

"Besides, what can a lowly eunuch like me do with fame and fortune?"

"this……"

Shen Lang was taken aback again, feeling that the statement made a lot of sense, yet something was amiss.

"Hahaha! Brother, see? I told you, I, the chief steward of the Crown Prince's residence, am quite capable, aren't I?"

Xiao Lie quickly stepped in to smooth things over, his expression somewhat smug.

Shen Lang smiled slightly and nodded.

After two tests, one in literature and one in martial arts, Chen Changgeng has basically gained Shen Lang's approval.

After giving him a few instructions, Shen Lang told him to leave first.

Chen Changgeng knew that it wouldn't be easy for him to join the army.

The group, perhaps still having things to discuss, withdrew.

He went off to figure out how to dismantle the dragon throne himself.

Meanwhile.

The border of the Great Wu Kingdom.

A Japanese merchant ship slowly docked.

Although relations between Japan and the Great Wu Kingdom are tense, private trade has not been interrupted.

Merchant ships are different from pirates. After all, Japanese pirates are ruthless and will even rob their own merchants.

Therefore, most ports allowed Japanese merchant ships to dock.

As the planks on the ship were lowered, a dozen or so Japanese merchants, along with their men, disembarked, chatting and laughing.

His words were mostly complaints about how arduous the voyage had been over the past ten days, and that now that they had finally reached shore, they were determined to enjoy themselves.

After most of the people on the boat had left, a figure slowly appeared.

He was an old man with white hair and beard, wearing wooden clogs and a loose-fitting samurai outfit, dressed in luxurious clothes.

At his waist were two long swords, one long and one short.

The moment he stepped onto the wooden plank, a powerful aura enveloped the entire harbor.

His sharp gaze, tinged with disdain, quickly swept over everyone present.

"How do I get to the capital of your Great Wu Kingdom?"

The old samurai grabbed a passing boatman at random and asked him in broken English.

The tone was very impolite.

The boatman trembled all over when he saw the old man's terrifying eyes.

"Go, go that way!"

"snort!"

The old warrior gave him a push and strode out.