"Lord Wang, there is a person who sprinkled the mansion newspaper in the camp." A soldier ran in.

"No one knows how to read......" Gu Hong said casually, but immediately his face turned white, when Xin Kun taught himself Zhuang Min and the workers in the workshop to read and write, the prince thought it was a good way, and he went to the class if he had nothing to do. Then it also began to be tried in this pro-army, and it has been three or four years since it was said, even if it is not as good as Xin Kun's school, but they can already do it. He didn't say anything to Prince Ren anymore, and quickly rushed out of the handsome tent, and the sky was full of pieces of paper.

"How did this get in?" Gu Hong casually pulled a soldier and asked.

"Trebuchet, throw barrels into the sky, and then someone shoots an arrow, opens the barrels, and the sky is full of newspapers." The sergeant was also dumbfounded, and he also had a small piece of paper the size of a book in his hand, on which was printed in the vernacular.

"Prince Ren escaped from the battle, raised troops to rebel, and everyone was punished!" This is the title of the big character, Gu Hong doesn't need to look at the content to know what the content is. But he still finished reading it, and raised his eyes to stop the officers and soldiers from picking up those newspapers again, but the sky was still emanating, and he really had a feeling of powerlessness to return to the sky.

At this time, Guo Shen also came out of the account, directly ordered a rocket, and shot at the wooden barrel in the sky that had not yet had time to open. However, his goal was not achieved, and the barrel was lit in the sky. Rather, the barrels dispersed faster under the double blow of heat and force, and although a few of them were set on fire, others still stubbornly floated into the camp.

"Immediately go out of the camp and pursue!" Guo Shen is the one who leads the troops, he is deeply darkened by the way of leading the troops, Gu Hong finally woke up from the shock, and immediately blew the horn and stepped on the horse, so that the people in the camp did not have time to think in the future, just like him, immediately assembled the team and rushed out of the camp with Gu Hong.

Prince Ren didn't move, he believed that if he dared to throw the barrel like this, people must have the ability to get out of the way, and he asked them all to go out, just wanting to do one thing. Burn the camp!

In fact, the plan is useful in any era, people are in a desperate situation, and any ideals and beliefs are actually, they only have one idea, to live! How to live, if you talk to yourself, go to the old and weak soldiers in Shanhaiguan, and there will be a glimmer of life.

So when Gu Hong and all his men chased around, as soon as they turned around, their camp emitted billowing smoke, and Prince Ren and his guards came out with a small amount of grain and grass and siege equipment.

Prince Ren didn't say anything, got on his horse, looked back at the billowing black smoke, and headed for Shanhaiguan with a pinch of his horse's belly.

One shouted in his own ear, "Brothers, we rushed into Shanhaiguan, they didn't let us live, we let them die!" ”

"If they don't let us live, we'll let them die!" I don't know who answered, and then more and more people agreed, and many people who had just put the newspaper in their arms secretly threw the newspaper out and shouted with everyone. The shout shook the heavens and the earth, and for a while, everyone was like a rainbow, and they trotted up behind Prince Ren.

Gu Hong was at the end, and the black oppressive troops walked by, and the ground was a mess, and there were more of those useless Di newspapers. No one wants to know where justice is, they just want to know that in such a cold place, they don't have a tent to protect themselves from the cold.

He didn't ask what was going on in the tent, for the whole camp now believed that it was the ones who threw the trebuchets and when they chased them out, they went around behind them and set fires. This is a provocation!

Gu Hong felt a sense of powerlessness, he knew that the war had already begun at this time. And that's what Prince Ren just said in the tent, is he sorry for the brothers? It was not that he pulled them into a big rebellion, but at this time, he really betrayed his brothers.

Black smoke can also be seen on the city wall of Shanhaiguan, where Xin Kun is roasting a fire while holding a large pine stick and stirring a large pot of mutton soup. This is what she saw in an Internet, boiling mutton soup, nothing else, this fresh pine stick has removed the bark, and with the aroma of pine resin, stirring the mutton, legend has it that it can stimulate the umami of mutton soup. However, Xin Kun also does not remember whether pine resin is poisonous or not. But forget it when you think about it, since people say so, I still believe them, after all, if you dare to write it, there will always be a little bit of music, right?

This pot looks a bit like an ancient iron pot, set on a random circle of several large stones, and Xin Kun is sitting on a wooden ladder and carefully boiling this pot of soup. The fire below was also boiling vigorously, and it had been boiling for several days, and the water in the jar was boiling, and the lamb had been divided several times, and then the ingredients of the baskets were made one by one. Xin Kun felt that it was no problem to eat hundreds of people in this tank. It's a pity that there is no Guinness World Record now, otherwise she would have been able to make a world No. 1 in this era.

"Your Majesty, they're back." Xiao Wu is now holding Xin Kun's long sword, and he rushes over happily, now he is Xin Kun's personal soldier, turn around, if he really wants to fight, he will stand by Xin Kun's side, and he will fight. He hadn't looked forward to a war yet!

"Your Majesty, they really burned the camp!" A man with a black face came over and held his sword under his head and laughed.

"The emperor is really like a god." The other one was very well-timed and patted on the back.

"How do you get things out of such a big tank?" Xin Kun felt that if he fell, he probably wouldn't survive. Even if it is not boiled, it is only filled with water.

"Just take it!" A fat cook took another ladder and sat opposite Xin Kun, and was a little embarrassed to smile at Xin Kun, first took his big spoon and scooped it out, and then took a small spoon from his apron and scooped it and blew it, put the whole thing in his mouth and nodded, "The emperor has good skills!" Give me a bag of salt. ”

A sack of salt was handed over, and the fat cook poured half of it very imposingly.

Xin Kun raised his eyebrows, and honestly stood up with a wooden stick and stirred it vigorously.

The fat cook yelled at the bottom, "Withdraw the fire!" ”

The soldiers at the bottom immediately pulled firewood outside, and they wasted it, and a few soldiers roasted a fire on the side by the way.

The fat cook scooped the soup with a big spoon again, and this time, he picked a big radish, ate it with his mouth crooked, and nodded: "Eat!" ”

Xin Kun's eyes widened, and he saw that the people below immediately brought the wooden barrel of hot rice and poured three buckets into it in a row. Xin Kun stood up helplessly and stirred up, was he making mutton pilaf?

The mutton soup in the vat turns into a pot of mutton porridge, and the rice is also hot, and the warmth of the vat at this time is enough to combine the rice with the oil soup. The chef struggled to close the lid before gently wiping the beads of sweat from his forehead.

On weekdays, this big pot is vegetable porridge. There's meat bones, there's vegetables, there's vegetables like sweet potatoes, and then some rice. The porridge is also very delicious, mainly very hot, with a hard noodle cake, carefully broken into the porridge, no matter how good it is eaten in winter. These people have to exert their strength, just drink clear soup and add two or three pieces of meat, where can they withstand this biting cold wind.