The story of the king of the stove spread, and the ballad was sung in the mouths of the children, "When the king of the stove arrives, the people laugh, and it is wonderful to make white porridge." Adults say that if they want to be a militia to train, they not only have free food, but also have white porridge and mustard when they have made war exploits and become a heavenly soldier.

Liu Zhenhua is very satisfied with this morning food, the effect is very good, the place he walks in the future will always have to register the people, and when the grain is lined up, they can come to such a show, which is better than more ideological propaganda.

More than 1,000 villagers, after dealing with these things, it was already the second day, and there were more than 800 militiamen in the team, counting the previous militia, the number of militia under Liu Zhenhua had exceeded 1,000.

There are still two hundred heavenly soldiers, and Ren Zhuo has been picked out, of course, he still enjoys the treatment of heavenly soldiers, to be precise, those who have talent are enjoying this treatment.

Ren Fanyi, Zhang Youliang, Zhao Shicheng, etc., and a woman who weaves straw sandals and makes clothes very fast.

The problem of weapons for nearly a thousand people is not big, the various instruments accumulated in the three landlords' houses are enough, not to mention the weapons in the peasants' homes, hoes, sickles, and firewood knives These are all good things, both physical damage and enchantment, of course, the enchantment is too slow, almost negligible.

The team of more than 1,000 people, composed of the 10 people who had made the most achievements in the previous battle, each led more than 100 militiamen to conduct drills.

As for the military records, there are not only Ren Zhuozhuo's readings, but also stories that have been passed down by word of mouth.

"There was a deserter, and when the king of the stove looked at it, the man's head fell off directly."

"There is also a greedy man for war exploits, and the divine knife on the waist of the king of the stove is flicked, and the person is dead."

"Someone put gold and silver in his pocket before, and the king of the stove just stood in front of them, and they all shook it out by themselves, if it wasn't for the king of the stove who hadn't written down the law at that time, those people would probably have died."

"If you ask me what the law is, there is a law in the sky, and there is a law on the earth."

"Why isn't it called a strip? Hammer you to death, ask what you are doing, just follow the rules. ”

Under the word of mouth, these rules have directly become taboo-like existence, and the militia are in awe of these rules from the bottom of their hearts, and they dare not think about it, let alone touch it.

In the evening, Ren Zhuo pushed the door in, with a slightly solemn look on his face, and said to Liu Zhenhua: "Young master, there is a team from the south, no less than 2,000 people, all holding guys, it doesn't look like officers and soldiers, but like rebels." ”

"Go and call the militia and the heavenly soldiers to assemble and prepare for battle," Liu Zhenhua stood up, carrying a knife, he walked to the door, just about to pick up the steel rod standing vertically, he thought about it, now that there are more soldiers, there is no need to take the lead.

All wars must be dangerous, "when there is an American-style house to fit in the future, or two grenades, in a better way, to send a sniper, but you can come forward to use it, boost morale, and then retreat into the tent and strategize." ”

Liu Zhenhua thought, he walked out of the door, and the outside had already been mobilized, those militia and heavenly soldiers had just finished training, and now that they got the news, they were very excited.

The last time there was a promoted heavenly soldier in the militia, the first time he ate white porridge and pickled vegetables, he used to be with him, Monk Wang's subordinates, don't mention how red they were after seeing this scene.

Now there may be another war, and this group of people is very excited.

The same is true for the heavenly soldiers, their military exploits can be exchanged for silver, as well as food, but most of the heavenly soldiers choose to exchange for silver, after all, they have no family, there is a stove to raise the prince, it is useless to ask for food, it is better to look at the silver of the white flowers, the heart is very strong, the only regret is that if they die in battle, the money is kept and there is no personal inheritance.

Liu Zhenhua was followed by several officers, company commanders, platoon commanders, and as for the squad leader, militia captain, deputy captain and squad leader, they were in front of the first row of the team.

A group of people drove towards the south, and as soon as they came out of the courtyard of the landlord of the Zhang family, they saw the crowd in the distance.

The team, which seemed to be more numerous than them, was at least twice as large as them.

However, the pre-war mobilization said well, 'If you fight, you will send war merits, and if you win, you will be rewarded, and if you have a large number of people, you will be a soldier.' So much so that now even the new militia members are not afraid in their hearts, and their hands are trembling, which is not fear.

There is a saying, don't look for someone who takes off your glasses before fighting, and stares at you without saying a word.

However, it was said that Wang Er led the team, and the attack was extended the day before yesterday, which frightened the county commander Lao'er to close the city gate, and the soldiers were waiting for it, and they were sent out to ask for help, and the news was spread out urgently.

Wang Er was not afraid, he knew the situation in Shaanxi, these people were useless no matter where they asked for help, the officers and soldiers of the county town did not come out, Wang Er led the team to bypass the extension, the county order thought that they were going to surround them, and they were even more frightened, even the people patrolling at night were a lot, and the people who asked for help went out in waves.

It was indeed released, and Wang Er didn't pay attention to it once.

After taking the team around, he went straight north, and on the way, although he had not yet reached the place where Wang Er met the team of 100 people, he inquired about the residence of the king of the stove.

In terms of starting point, he is much higher than the king of the stove, the first battle is to lay down a county seat, kill the county order, the king of the stove is just fighting a landlord.

Perhaps it was easier to fight the landlord, and the people around him learned that the landlord was fighting, and they followed suit, so that the influence of the king of the stove was greater than his.

Therefore, Wang Er's heart did not put this stove king in an equal position too much, but he also valued it, maybe this stove king is his Xu Da Tanghe, if it can be included in the command, it is naturally the best, if the development volume of that person is comparable to him during this time, it is not bad to be able to unite, Zhu Yuanzhang was still under the command of people in the past.

The team moved forward, and the three people on the right stood at the front, and they saw a group of people from the opposite side at a glance.

The sun is about to go down, there is still afterglow in the heavens and the earth, Wang Er proudly got a glimpse of the whole team, the number of people is much less than him, but what surprised Wang Er in his heart is that this team is too neat.

If the other party is an army, then his team is like a mix of pawns in the wet market and customers who come and go to inquire about prices.

Such a comparison makes a judgment.

The only advantage he has may be in numbers.

Wang Hu and Wang You beside him had the same expression, both staring at one person deadly.

Wang Hu stared at the big black man on the opposite side who could barely see his facial features, it was the first time he had seen someone who was stronger than him, that is, the weapon in his hand was a little childish, look at him, a big axe with a wooden handle in his hand, and then look at the person opposite, who was holding a stick the thickness of a thumb in his hand.

He probably didn't have to use any force, but with a slight force with two fingers interlaced he could break the stick.

Wang You stared at the handsome person in the middle, and then said to Wang Er: "King Shun, this is the person I met that day." ”