The sword shadow of the Great Compassion Temple, for Wang Huan, who is hundreds of miles away, is not able to stop it, and the most important thing at the moment is to train the troops and reassure the people.

Seeing Wang Yingxiong Fengjie, the two sides reached a political alliance, relying on each other, each taking what they need, originally Wang Yingxiong was a little uneasy, but after watching a drill of the Kuizhou soldiers at close range, he didn't say anything and left with confidence, such a strong army, no wonder Zeng Ying, who could be defeated in less than a month, if the number was more, maybe it was not impossible to suppress Zhang Xianzhong.

Before leaving, Wang Huan made a request, asking him to take advantage of the geographical advantage of being close to the south to collect some craftsmen from there as much as possible, especially the familiar hands of the original Nanjing Military Bureau, how many Wang Huan collected.

"This, in the middle of the year, Nanjing was broken, and the officials of the people in the city either fled further south and attached themselves to the Tang King Lu, or were captured by the Tartars, and there are those who are homeless, but it is not easy to find, I try to pay attention to it." Wang Yingxiong thought about it for a while, and said a little apologetically.

Wang Huan also knew that he was in Zunyi, he had nothing, he wanted money and no money, he wanted no people, almost a bare-bones commander, it was good to be able to say that, and he didn't force it too much, but he just asked him to pay more attention again and again.

Time passed, in a blink of an eye, at the beginning of December of the second year of Hongguang, although the massacre of the Great Compassion Temple was done secretly, falsely called a fire, but nearly 8,000 corpses were not able to hide from all the people, gradually, Zhang Xianzhong's mortal crime came out, circulating in the north and south of the river, and the world was shocked.

Wang Huan sat on the school field outside Hezhou City, read the wax pill secret letter from Chen Xiang, sneered, and handed it to Ma Xintian, who was sitting together.

The weather has turned cold, Wang Huan and the others have changed into cotton clothes, but at this moment, the Kuizhou soldiers who are shouting on the school field and holding spears to assassinate the wooden stakes are all **** upper body, and the sturdy body with smooth sweat is steaming, a kind of masculine martial arts is filled with air, and the breath of hormones permeates every corner of the school field.

"If people don't know, unless they do it, Zhang Xianzhong will undoubtedly cover his ears and steal the bell by doing this." Ma Xintian shook his head, said a word expressionlessly, and handed the letter to the ancestor who probed his brain.

"This demon king has offended all the scholars in the world, and I don't know how those pens will write him in the history books." Wang Huan said, took off his sweat-soaked clothes, revealing his upper body, and the hard muscles like stones bulged one by one, shining in the sun: "The hearts of people who have been bought in the past two years are all gone this time." ”

"In that case, my lord, why not take this opportunity to go west, exterminate this thief, and make a great contribution!" Zu Bian had already finished reading the secret letter and shouted, and Ma Wannian beside him took the secret letter impatiently, and looked at it with Ma Long's head.

Wang Huan smiled, turned his head and asked Ma Xintian: "The three thousand people we sent to the stone pillar, when will the stepmother send them back?" ”

Ma Xintian replied: "The last general was about to mention this matter to the adults, but Lord Qin screened and left half of them, the rest were soldiers, and some of them were still stained with the blood of the common people, and they all rushed to the mountains to mine. In addition, another 1,500 people were recruited from the displaced people who settled in Shizhu, and the number of 3,000 was made up, and according to the method passed down by the adults, they trained for nearly half a month, and they have already been small, and they have come out a few days ago, and they will be able to arrive in Hezhou the day after tomorrow at the latest. ”

"Three thousand, okay, in this way, we have nearly 10,000 soldiers, enough to fight Zhang Wei." Wang Huan said thoughtfully as he tapped his fingers.

Ma Xintian glanced at him, hesitated for a moment, and said: "My lord, compared with Zhang Xianzhong's 100,000 soldiers, the gap is still too big, in Zhang Rei's army, there are many people who have taken refuge in the imperial court officials and soldiers, and there are many officers and generals who lead the troops, and their combat effectiveness is much stronger than Zeng Ying." ”

Zu Bian shouted: "What are you afraid of, Ma Qianhu, how can our soldiers be compared to thieves, it's not that my ancestor boasts, the combat power of the Kuizhou soldiers is more powerful than the Liaodong soldiers back then, and the Tartar soldiers don't have to be afraid when they come!" ”

The newly appointed three thousand presidents Zhang Jianchun, Ma Zuoheng and Liu Li sat on the side, but Liu Li laughed when he heard the sound and said: "Liaodong soldiers? If it's really that powerful, how can you let the Tartars enter the pass? The fertile soil of Liaodong was buried in the hands of the Liaodong soldiers. ”

Zu Bian frowned, turned around in vain and said angrily: "What the hell are you talking about?" ”

Liu Li stood up suddenly, he was tall, a head taller than Zubian, his horizontal eyebrows and angry eyes did not fall at all, and he hugged his arms and said hatefully: "I said that the Liaodong soldiers are all soft eggs, pretending to be cowards!" ”

Zubian's face was green, one pounced up, according to Liu Li's face is a punch, Liu Li avoided sideways, grabbed Zubian's tower-like body and fell out gently, beautiful borrowing force, Zubian fell into a dog gnawing mud, more and more annoyed, and got up with a bear hug, this time Liu Li did not dodge, the two rolled on the ground and made a ball.

Wang Huan sat still and didn't move, turned his head sideways and smiled at Ma Xintian: "This Liu Li's grappling hand is good." ”

Ma Xintian didn't even move his eyebrows, but explained: "Liu Li is a Datong clan, originally a subordinate of Hong Chengchou, when the first battle of Songshan, Hong Chengchou's several reinforcements fled before the battle, leaving Hong Chengchou alone to guard Songshan, and finally defeated and captured, and surrendered to the Tartars, but this Liu Li was unparalleled, riding alone, and fled back from the army of ten thousand horses, but was implicated in Hong Chengchou's surrender, did not dare to return to the team, and did not want to live under the rule of the Tartars, so he went all the way south to here. ”

"There is no one in his family in Datong who has survived, so Liu Li hates the Tartars, and even hates the Liao soldiers in the towns who fled from Songshan, so when he mentions Liaodong, he is full of resentment."

"I see!" Wang Huan nodded, and said to Ma Wannian and Chen Xiang: "Separate them." ”

Several people stepped forward, the wrench of the wrench, the leg of the puller, separated the two people who were rolling in a pile, and stood on one side, a large bruise on Zubian's face, and Liu Li's forehead was also bruised, all with an angry expression, looking at each other with bared teeth, it seemed that there was no winner or loser.

Wang Huan clapped his hands, stood up, and yelled at the two with a straight face: "For the sake of disrespect, should this be a nest of stragglers?" Go, each person runs 30 laps around the school field, 500 push-ups, and see if you still have the strength to put it on, right! ”

The two didn't dare to disobey Wang Huan's words, and at the same time bowed down to receive the order, and went without saying a word.

Wang Huan's eyes narrowed, staring at the lively thousands of households and said, "What are you doing in a daze?" Why don't you go to training quickly, are you idle? ”

Several people hurriedly dispersed, but Ma Xintian got up and came to Wang Huan's side, and said indifferently: "Oh, by the way, my lord, Lord Qin also said that the person who led the troops from the stone pillar was an acquaintance of the adult. ”

Wang Huan was thinking about how to resolve the contradiction between Zu Bian and Liu Li, and said casually absentmindedly: "Oh? Who is it? ”

Ma Xintian said: "It's the former Chongqing general, Li Tingyu." ”

Wang Huan's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his head to look at Ma Xintian suddenly, his body was stiff, and his throat almost forked in one breath, and it took a long time to hold back a word: "Who?" ”

Ma Xintian blurted out without hesitation, as if he was saying something very natural: "Li Tingyu and General Li, he escaped from the Tatars and is on his way to Hezhou with his troops." ”