Ma Mao carefully stared at the armored soldiers in front of him, looking at the more than 100 people behind them, he seemed to recognize the armor and the weapons of these people.

"Mo Dao?"

Ma Mao only thought of these two words in his mind, if it weren't for the fact that he had been the deputy soldier of Huguang and really couldn't recognize this weapon, this kind of Mo knife that disappeared in the late Tang Dynasty because of its gorgeousness and cumbersome workmanship, why did it appear here, and there were so many, Ma Mao couldn't understand it, if it was one or two, it could be explained that it had been handed down, but there were almost more than 20 of these people, and the red tassel guns used by the rest of the people were much more common.

"What's the origin of this stove king?"

Ma Maocai's heart trembled, he also knew the armor, some of which were like the Song Dynasty's step armor, which was expensive, but fortunately, this step armor did not have dozens of numbers like that Mo knife, only one pair, if there were more, he would hurry back to Beijing now and report to the saint.

Two hundred well-trained soldiers with armor and spears and knives appeared silently in the territory of northern Shaanxi in the Ming Dynasty, if so, it would be a greater threat than Northern Liao.

"When I saw the king of the stove and knew who it was, I left here and went to the capital to report the matter to the saint."

Ma Mao felt that what happened here was not just a small cult, but a team that could shake the foundation of the Ming Dynasty.

"What kind of virtue does this stove king have, to be able to pull up such a team."

Ma Maocai's heart trembled.

After a while, the team lined up to him, and after another registration inquiry, Ma Mao followed the people who had already registered in front of him to bypass those training teams.

"Militia reserves, come here and line up," someone shouted to greet Ma Mao, who followed the voice, and there were already many people standing there, lined up in a somewhat scattered line, but it was already a rare thing for these victims to be able to arrange them in an orderly line.

Ma Maocai and the entourage who came with him all stood in the team.

"You know what you're here for."

The person who operates the militia training is Ren Ming, one of the first ten people to follow Liu Zhenhua, he is not good at fighting, but he is good at management, and was sent by Liu Zhenhua to manage the militia and enjoy the treatment of heavenly soldiers.

"Official, you know, be a soldier."

Someone answered below.

"That's right, your current identity is a militia under the command of the Stove King!"

Ren Ming shouted at the top of his voice.

"What you have to do today is to wait here honestly, if there is anything you want to ask, ask me now, and tomorrow, you will officially start training."

He looked at the group of fifty recruits in front of him, and what he had to do every day was to gather them, first, to make them stand still under the scorching sun, which would increase their discipline, and second, to answer their doubts, and then let them train the next day.

Of course, tomorrow will be different, tomorrow the King of the Stove will lead people to attack Yanchuan County, and these recruits will naturally not go to the battlefield.

Ren Ming felt a little sorry for these people, after all, at the moment, participating in one more battle also means having one more chance of completing the project and becoming a heavenly soldier one step earlier.

"Official, then we really asked."

Someone shouted cautiously, they had problems in their hearts.

"Just ask."

"Official, does the Stove King really have such immortal means?"

I have to say that the people are simple, how can they ask like this if they are an old oilman, these people are very curious now, after all, it was just hearsay before, and the spread was amazing, and those who spread it swore one by one, and now they really came here, of course they have to ask.

"Hehe," Ren Ming smiled, he was used to it, and almost every time someone would ask like this, "Naturally, there is, and when the Stove King conjures up white porridge, mustard, tea and eggs for the heavenly soldiers with immortal means, you will be able to see it." ”

"Evening, isn't it almost there?"

It's already afternoon.

Ma Maocai couldn't help frowning, he didn't expect this person to answer like this, after all, in Ma Maocai's opinion, these church doctrines, that is, the means used to brainwash, are often a thing that is difficult to see in a short period of time.

At the moment, this person who looks like a small boss actually said that he could see the immortal methods of the 'Stove King' in the afternoon, and he wanted to see how the Stove King would 'transform' into white porridge and mustard vegetables when the time came, as well as the so-called tea eggs.

"It should be some kind of trick, but what is that soldier, the soldier I just saw? If these things are really taken out enough to feed two hundred people, what a huge expense it should be, and the tea eggs are really as rumored? ”

Ma Maocai had a lot of doubts in his heart, these cults were completely different from those that had appeared in the books.

What is this Stove God, and this organization?

Liu Zhenhua looked at Yanchuan County, not far away, perhaps because it had been a lot more stable these days, there were only a few sleepy soldiers on one side of the low city wall, all holding spears taller than people in their hands.

"This city, two or three people can work together to climb it."

Of course, a small Yanchuan County can have such a city wall.

At such a height, Ren Hongli can reach the defenders on the city wall with a Mo knife.

The city gate is not too tall, but it still looks very textured, Liu Zhenhua remembered the TV series he watched before, either using siege vehicles, or letting multiple soldiers hold huge wooden pillars to hit the door.

"You can try it then," Liu Zhenhua didn't know exactly how to attack the city.

can only rely on the pictures in the TV series and your own guesses to plan.

"You can exchange some shields."

He thought of the images of the defenders holding bows and arrows, and the arrows that fell were like raindrops.

Although this kind of small county town does not necessarily have that kind of configuration, there is a saying that there is no mistake in being prepared, and there is nothing wrong with preparing some.

"Let's fight and accumulate experience," Liu Zhenhua looked at the city, his team still had too few battles, and he was extremely lacking in the experience of fighting the regular army and the current means of attacking the city.

At the moment, these small counties are just right to hone the army, and also allow the militia to accumulate military exploits.

In the last landlord's war, many militiamen had accumulated one or two heads, and after this battle, many militiamen should be promoted to heavenly soldiers.

After observing around Yanchuan County, Liu Zhenhua had a rough plan in his heart for how to attack.

"Young master, you call me."

Wang Long looked at Liu Zhenhua in front of him respectfully, although it was not the first time to talk to the king of the stove at such a distance, but he was still a little apprehensive in his heart, and the king of the stove always had a temperament of not being angry and arrogant.

If Liu Zhenhua knew about it, he would definitely say, 'Don't you say that I don't know I'm so awesome'.

"Yes, I have a task to give you."