On February 20 of the fifth year of Chongzhen, the weather in Pingyang Mansion, Shanxi Province was still overcast and cold, and there was a lot of snow that had not melted.

Pingding County is even more frightened, because there are rebels in the area of Nanzijiagou and Guishigou villages in the county seat, burning and looting, and doing everything.

Last month, Puzhou thousands of households Yang Qizhuang finally organized a village brave, out of the city to crusade against the activities of the king of Chuang, but unfortunately in the end was outnumbered, was defeated by a number of more peasant riots, even Yang Qizhuang was almost not spared, after this battle, everyone up and down Pingding County was frightened, and the turtle cowered in the city and never dared to go out, but a letter of urgent help was sent to the political secretary and the governor's yamen, anxiously waiting for the arrival of reinforcements from the imperial court.

At this time, Songjiagou was already a mess, and the once peaceful and peaceful village was now full of burly men cursing fiercely, as well as the crying of many women from good families.

In the village, from time to time, there are groups of majestic soldiers patrolling back and forth, but the swords and soldiers are not bad, if it were not for their fickle clothes and various clothes, no one would have recognized them as a group of officers and soldiers!

The first section of Chuang Wang, which was stationed in Songjiagou, was the eighth team in its 36th battalion, and Li Zicheng, who was known as the general, was also.

Who is Li Zicheng, I'm afraid it goes without saying that most of everyone is like thunder, but now he is not the king who killed Emperor Chongzhen in the future, but a general with only tens of thousands of horses in his hands.

It is said that there are tens of thousands of horses, but in fact, most of them are just people who have been carried by them all the way.

Even if they are unwilling to join the riot army and want to be alone, if they are robbed of their money and food by a peasant army like Li Li Zicheng and them, and they have no livelihood and want to survive for a year in this cold winter and month, it is really a fool's dream!

Not to mention the swords and soldiers carried by the mob above their necks, if they did not obey their ranks, it would only be a point of death.

In this way, it is a little difficult to think how much combat effectiveness this peasant army has, except for Li Zicheng's own carefully selected only 5,000 strong warriors, everyone else is cannon fodder in Li Zicheng's hands.

When the daimyo army of Sun Chuanting and Hong Chengchou is killed in front of all of them, it is time for this group of cannon fodder to block the pursuit of the other party.

Li Zicheng and they have been in Songjiagou for two months, and the food and materials around here have almost been scraped clean by them, so in a few days Li Zicheng and they will be ready to leave for the north and find another place to live.

The riot team is mixed, you don't know when there are a few fewer people in your team overnight, or two more fresh faces, anyway, for this group of soil buns who have not undergone formal military education, it is already a blessing to be able to barely maintain the team and ensure that their food and grass are not lost.

The peasant army is chaotic, as long as there are thousands of people in their hands, they can call themselves thousands of households, and if there is no leader on their heads, they even dare to call themselves generals, even if they don't actually have this strength.

In Li Zicheng's team, it was better than other peasant armies, at least the establishment of his subordinates was not bad, thanks to the few Ming Dynasty deserters he promoted from the homeless people.

In the hands of Li Zicheng, there are three generals, each of whom has about 10,000 stragglers in his hands, and under the command of this general, there are 5,000 generals, each of whom has more than 1,000 displaced people, and then it is layer by layer, and finally the team of 30,000 or 40,000 people has been propped up.

In fact, the distinction between respect and inferiority among the exiles is not as strict as in the Ming Dynasty, and many leaders even hook up with their brothers and chat with some unsightly words.

No, Peng Zhihai, who was chatting with a few henchmen below, was suddenly interrupted by a voice that suddenly appeared: "General, listen to the accent, it seems to be our Henan people?" ”

Peng Zhihai squinted at this unfamiliar face, but replied angrily: "You are also from Henan?" ”

"That's not it, I'm from Anyang, Henan, what about it?" The unfamiliar face heard the affirmative reply, and his eyes were full of excitement, as if he felt that he could get in touch with Peng Zhihai because of this.

"Fengyang? I'm also an Anyang class.,I'm from Li Gezhuang.,Have you heard of it? Peng Zhihai also chatted a little excitedly, after all, it is rare to meet fellow countrymen, in these days when I don't know the Ming Dynasty, it is always happy to meet someone with the same accent.

"Li Gezhuang, my sister will marry Li Gezhuang, and I will be not far from Niutou Village!" The unfamiliar accent is more profound and cordial, and listening to his conversation is not far from Peng Zhihai's hometown: "General, do you remember my Anyang nursery rhyme?" The big belly is turned around and the belly is stunned, the dead eyebrows and eyes are glaring, sweating like rain, and the water is running water! ”

"Why don't you remember the class!" Listening to strangers singing Anyang nursery rhymes, Peng Zhihai couldn't help but sing along: "It's so dark that I can touch and turn over and over again, and I can't look at each other!" ”

"Taking care of this and losing the other, not being strict, the outside of the door and the children's festival are called out, and the children are not in the same direction, and they do not follow the willow road!"

"The debts are high, the holes are built, the glasses are helpless, there is no one, there is trembling, and I have to shake!"

As soon as the two sang and harmonized, they happily sang to each other in front of the public, and several strong men around them were stunned, and at the same time listened to the two of them singing with interest.

"Okay, okay, let's all disperse!" Finally finished singing the song, Peng Zhihai seemed to be unsatisfied, hugging the shoulders of the fellow to take him back to his residence, and at the same time recovering and letting the surrounding subordinates disperse, it seemed that he wanted to catch up with the fellow countryman.

Peng Zhihai's subordinates also had eyesight, looking at the unfamiliar face and burly figure, it was obvious that he was a good hand, and he guessed in his heart that he was afraid that his leader had taken a fancy to the strength of this fellow, and wanted to envelop them, how dare they disturb them, so they hurriedly scattered, each looking for some entertainment to kill time.

"By the way, the third son, go catch two chickens for me, come back with a jar of good wine, I want to talk to my fellow countryman tonight!" Before leaving, Peng Zhihai suddenly stopped a strong man, and after a few words of advice, he didn't look at the face that embarrassed the little third son, hooked the shoulders of the fellow, and walked back happily.

"I don't know what the name of the little fellow is?"

"General, I have two surnames in Niutou Village, and from time to time the surname is Niu, that is, the surname is Zhu, don't you know?"

"Yes, yes, look at my memory!"

"My name is Zhu Dazhuang, and my sister's name is Zhu Taohua!"

"Oh oh, oh, there is a daughter-in-law from another village named Zhu Taohua in my village, and her appearance is really a little similar to Kai!"

Peng Zhihai and Zhu Dazhuang chatted while walking, and the sound of the two of them talking could be heard from time to time in the distance.

(End of chapter)