Chapter XXXIII: Speeches and Uprisings

No victims were found in Yanchuan, so Liu Zhenhua had to go south, but before that, he returned to Zhangjia Village once.

Everyone gathered in the open space at the entrance of the village, looking at Liu Zhenhua who was pacing in front, their eyes showed a look of awe, especially the villagers who had only joined yesterday.

They saw that magical scene with their own eyes, mothers, they had never seen so much white porridge and rice in their lives.

It's like a dream to think about it now.

Liu Zhenhua looked at the one hundred and eighty-four people in front of him, "All the men are standing on the right." ”

Liu Zhenhua shouted.

The crowd below hurriedly parted.

Many people are messy like herding sheep, they have no discipline at all, and they have not undergone any training, Liu Zhenhua sighed in his heart, but when he saw the forty people holding steel bars in the middle, he felt comfortable.

More than half of these forty people have seen blood, and they followed Liu Zhenhua to fight and kill horse bandits.

The discipline is very good, at least not in a riot, they quickly stood up, and the rest of the people were standing behind them, and it took a while to calm down and look at Liu Zhenhua again.

Liu Zhenhua's purpose for letting these men stand up is also very simple, he is going to start training.

His golden finger can completely solve the problem of feeding these people, and it would be a waste of time and life if he didn't train the army.

Liu Zhenhua took a look, there are a total of 160 people on the right, and the ratio of men and women is very different, but this situation is normal, there are many men in disaster years, and there are many women in troubled times.

"Any idea what we're going to do here?"

Liu Zhenhua looked at these people and said in a deep voice.

The people below were in a commotion, but they couldn't say why.

"Follow the god of the stove and save the people of the world."

Suddenly, someone shouted that it was Ren Zhuo, and his face was a little red because he shouted hard.

But the effect is indeed there, Ren Zhuo's voice directly quieted these people, they realized that what was in front of them was indeed the Lord of the Stove, as for saving the world, some of them hadn't thought so far, after all, this goal was too ambitious, too far away.

But there are also some people who realize something, such as Zhang Sanquan, the fire in his chest that was about to be extinguished yesterday burned again because of these words.

"Yes, it is to save the people in the world," Liu Zhenhua nodded, and seeing the blank looks of some people below, he spoke again, "To put it simply, it is to raise things and plant flags to raise righteousness." ”

"Nowadays, corrupt officials are rampant, and the people are struggling to make a living."

In order to wait for the people below to react, Liu Zhenhua continued, it is useless to tell these people that lofty ideals, they are all disaster victims, in other words, foolish people, and they should point out the predicament, oppression, and hatred they face in reality.

"You are all affected by the disaster, you are lucky, you met me, and avoided the fate of starvation, but what about your relatives, they died of hunger, died of the inaction of those corrupt officials, and died of the oppression of the landlords, so that you have no surplus food to withstand this disaster year."

"It is not so much hunger that kills them, but these officials, the landlords, who kill your relatives, your father, your son, your wife."

Liu Zhenhua's words reminded everyone present of the unbearable past, when their relatives and friends starved to death, they may be complaining about why God doesn't rain, so that they have no harvest, maybe few people will think about the government and the landlord.

But Liu Zhenhua's words woke them up.

Zhang Sanquan thought of his wife and son who died of starvation at the hands of officers and soldiers yesterday, and the fire in his heart burned directly.

"Follow the Stove God! Righteousness! ”

He yelled with red eyes, finally feeling a little more comfortable.

The crowd was furious, and they all waved their fists and shouted the phrase 'Follow the Stove God!' Righteousness! ’

Ren Hongli is big and loud, he waved the steel bar, and shouted in his mouth, "Follow the Stove God, raise righteousness," he didn't want to do anything, he only knew to follow the Stove God, and then he could use the steel bar to give many people a headache.

The steel stick he waved in his hand almost hit Ren Zhuo Zhuo and Ren Fanyi, and the two of them secretly gave Ren Hongli a kick, which made him move a little less.

Liu Zhenhua is very satisfied, everything is difficult at the beginning, this first step is to go out, the people who have nothing are the most terrible, this group of victims is undoubtedly the same.

As long as it doesn't make too much trouble, like Wang Er, who is almost in the entire territory of northern Shaanxi and the east and west of the mountains, the Ming army should not notice the people in their ravine.

Wang Er is a typical step that is too big, his strength is not stable, and he does not have his own fixed territory.

"Accumulate strength, fight the landlord first, and then fight the county seat," Liu Zhenhua thought to himself.

"Good!"

Liu Zhenhua roared and quieted everyone down.

"It's not okay to shout slogans, we have to take action, you also saw it at the gate of the county yesterday, and even experienced it yourself," Liu Zhenhua said slowly.

The words made some villagers think of the bad memories of yesterday, their bodies trembled, their expressions became frightened, those officers and soldiers killed them yesterday as anti-thieves, and they were killed with liver and gall.

"Since we want to raise righteousness, the enemy we are facing must be officers and soldiers, the officers and soldiers of the Ming Dynasty."

Liu Zhenhua saw the frightened expressions of these people.

"Some of them are straw eggs, but some of them are also elite soldiers."

Liu Zhenhua continued.

This sentence made more people afraid.

Ren Zhuoyue, Yang Lichao and others don't know why Liu Zhenhua said this, isn't this praising others?

"But what about you? What are you? ”

Liu Zhenhua asked.

Ren Zhuo suddenly understood.

"We are plagues..."

Ren Hongli raised his hand and shouted, but before he could finish speaking, he was kicked by the two.

"We are the soldiers of the Stove God, the soldiers of heaven!"

Ren Zhuo hurriedly shouted.

This sentence made everyone's eyes light up, and they all thought, it is true, what is in front of them is the reincarnation of the stove god.

"Bang dang."

Before the group could react, a pile of sticks that looked like fine iron appeared in front of them.

Reflection of light under the sun.

If you look closely, isn't this the stick that the forty men are holding in their hands?

Everyone reacted immediately, and one by one they looked excited.

"These are divine weapons at the moment, called rebar! Invincible, invincible! There is nothing comparable to the sword soldiers in this world! Break it when you touch it! ”

Liu Zhenhua said loudly, as he spoke, he took out a rusty wood knife and slashed it on a piece of rebar.

"Dang!"

The hatchet immediately broke in half.

Everyone was shocked.

Liu Zhenhua threw away the firewood knife and stood with his hands in his hands, the hand holding the firewood knife trembled, "Pinch, it almost shook Lao Tzu to death." ”

"Those who are willing to be heavenly soldiers, come forward and take divine soldiers!"

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Wang You pretended to be a victim of the disaster and came to Yanchuan 100 meters south of Yanchuan in the evening.