Doomsday Code

Chapter 756: King Pingbei

Then, through Dean's narration, Chen Cheng received his first real military lesson in his two lifetimes.

Dean's narration went from simple to complex, from the food logistics of an army to the deployment of troops.

This was an interview question and answer session between the two monarchs and their minister, and it was obvious that Dean's answer was excellent in Chen Cheng's eyes.

Putting away the sword he used as a pen, Dean saluted Chen Cheng and said:

"Sir, I'm done."

Chen Cheng looked at the military formation carved by Dean on the rammed earth ground. He nodded with satisfaction and then said:

"You said it very well. You can arrange everything from individual soldiers to the entire army. This is already the style of a great general.

But there is one thing I don’t know if you have noticed, that is the thinking of the army, the thinking of the soldiers.”

Chen Cheng looked at Dean with a smile.

This is not because Dean didn't pay attention, because the Cammack continent at this time was still under the feudal system, in which the army and soldiers were just a profession and a weapon, and only the generals were truly restricted.

They fail to realize how powerful an army can be when it has unified thinking and consistent ambitions.

Therefore, Chen Cheng did not require Dean to immediately think about the ideological construction of the army, so his interview results were still excellent.

After hearing what Chen Cheng said, Dean fell into deep thought.

Chen Cheng did not urge Dean, but let him think for himself, while he looked at the military formation carved by Dean on the ground.

Although there is a saying that a leader does not need to do everything personally, what is needed is a keen eye and sufficient judgment to place talents in positions where they are needed.

But Chen Cheng also knew that if a leader wanted to avoid being deceived by his subordinates, he could be less skilled, but he had to be adventurous.

If you don't gamble, you are ignorant, and if you are ignorant, you will be deceived by others.

So he doesn't have to be like a general before the war who can command the army on the battlefield, but he has to be able to talk about war on paper like Zhao Kuo, so that in the future when it comes to military affairs, some low-level rhetoric will not fool him.

At this time, Sheli was also sitting cross-legged on the ground, starting to comprehend his swordsmanship, while thinking about how to achieve the flying sword that Chen Cheng had mentioned to him before.

He now has enough killing power, but his inability to fly is still his shortcoming.

Just like that, the hall fell into silence until Xisha came out of the kitchen with soup and said:

"Stop being in a daze and eat."

Then she came to Dean, tugged at his sleeve and said:

"Brother, stop being in a daze here. Hurry up and set the table. I'm going to serve the dishes."

Dean came to his senses and looked at his sister. He also knew that the military ideology was not something he could figure out in a short time.

"it is good."

He responded and went to prepare the dishes.

Chen Cheng was probably really hungry. When he smelled the aroma of food on the table, he raised his head.

Dean saw Chen Cheng stand up, he pulled open the main seat and asked Chen Cheng to sit down, saying:

"Don't blame me, sir. We are in such a hurry that these are all we can offer you."

Chen Cheng looked at the dishes on the table and waved his hands.

"This is already great. Uncle, you don't know how many times I've been chased across mountains and rivers over the years. Being able to eat a hot meal like this is like a holiday."

Chen Cheng's words were not a polite gesture. During the ten years of fleeing with Samlet, they mostly ate cold and hard dry food.

Many times, before we can enjoy the monsters we kill, we are caught up by those annoying guys.

What made him even more uncomfortable was that every time Samlet would collect a large bag of monster blood and give him this raw blood to drink during his escape.

Even now, Chen Cheng still feels nauseous when he thinks of that taste.

This is how he gained his current physique and the strength accumulated in his body.

"Uncle, it's almost done. Come and have dinner together."

Chen Cheng shouted to King Pingbei who was busy in the kitchen.

"It will be ready soon. This is the only vegetable left."

After all the dishes were served, Chen Cheng invited King Pingbei to sit at his seat of honor.

"Today, there are only grandfather and grandson here, so grandfather should naturally sit in the main seat."

King Pingbei knew that this was Chen Cheng's intention, so he did not refuse.

Chen Cheng wanted to sit in the back seat, but Xisha and the others naturally refused, so Chen Cheng sat next to King Pingbei.

"Uncle, there's nothing special to offer here, but don't worry, the taste is just like the taste of the imperial palace back then."

Xisha also echoed at this time:

"You don't know, but my father loved being a cook back then. His Majesty the Thirteenth Emperor heard about this and sent two imperial chefs to the palace. My father learned his cooking skills from those two chefs."

Chen Cheng picked up a piece of food with chopsticks and put it into his mouth. Although it was just ordinary food, its taste was the most delicious thing Chen Cheng had ever eaten in his two lifetimes.

"Delicious, this is the best food I have ever eaten."

"If it tastes good, eat more."

As he spoke, King Pingbei's eyes began to turn slightly red again.

He still remembered that when he learned cooking, the 13th Emperor came to the palace in person to taste the dishes he cooked, and that day was the same as today.

He was invited to sit at the seat of honor by His Majesty the Thirteenth King, who ate his dishes and praised his cooking skills.

Back then, his father and three other princes were stationed at the border of the empire all year round, and His Majesty the Thirteenth was like a father to them.

In the blink of an eye, almost two hundred years had passed. He had become gray-haired, and he cooked for His Majesty the Sixteenth King again, and received the same praise.

But in their current situation, they are not in the imperial capital, but are hiding in a remote valley in the empire.

However, these princes who served as the shield of the empire failed to fulfill their duties, causing several generations of emperors to wander outside and be bullied.

Chen Cheng looked up and saw the tears in the eyes of King Pingbei. He put down his chopsticks and said:

"Uncle, time has flown by now, and what happened back then is in the past. Why should you dwell on the sorrow of the past?

I believe that one day we will make those traitors pay the price they deserve, and the glory of the empire will be restored."

Chen Cheng's words seemed to have magic power, instantly boosting the morale of the white-haired old prince. At this moment, he no longer looked like the frail old farmer he had been before.

Although he is still old, he gives people the feeling of a spear that has just been reborn from the fire and is sharp.

It was also at this moment that Chen Cheng finally realized the strength of his uncle.

A legendary powerhouse.

"Okay, okay, I will do my best to help Your Majesty."

King Pingbei bowed and said to Chen Cheng.

This time Chen Cheng did not refuse his salute.

After the ceremony, King Pingbei sat down and said with a smile:

"Why are you all looking at me? Just eat."

At this moment, he no longer had the gloomy feeling he had before, and Xisha's eyes couldn't help but turn red. The father she was familiar with was back.