Wang Lung's face moved slightly, he didn't know what the task was, but he thought that tomorrow would be the time when Gongcheng was related to the battle.

Sure enough.

"Tomorrow's siege of the city, you know more about Yanchuan County, therefore, tonight, I want you to take the brothers who joined with you that day, and select another fifty who are more skillful, enter Yanchuan County in the dark, hide in the city, and wait until tomorrow's battle is launched, you will start and find a way to take the city gate."

Liu Zhenhua said softly.

"If the city gate is opened by you and others, it will be counted as your great achievement, and those who participate, no matter how many enemies they kill, will be promoted to heavenly soldiers, and you can be promoted to squad leader."

This man debated with Monk Wang that day, and Liu Zhenhua remembered him, and when he first participated in the battle of the landlord's compound, he showed heroism and killed three people in a row, which is a talent worth cultivating.

In the future, whenever there is a siege battle, there are three basic plans, one is a strong attack, with the advantage of numbers, and the door is taken head-on.

The second is infiltration, which is today's law, the garrison strength of Yanchuan County is insufficient, and the current stability for many days has made the Yanchuan County garrison lazy and slack, and there are even people napping and sleeping during the day, not to mention at night, let Wang Lung lead people to infiltrate, which can effectively cultivate talents in this area.

Three said to attack the heart, Liu Zhenhua This is inspired by a certain war TV series, in the current year of the catastrophe, the people are not happy, and the soldiers are also the same, therefore, if you attack the city, you can use a thorn trick to station the porridge shed outside the city, and cook the white porridge fragrantly, so that the soldiers can eat and snort, Liu Zhenhua is sure that this trick will definitely have a miraculous effect.

"Thank you, Stove King!"

Wang Lung knelt directly on the ground after hearing this, his face was full of excitement, the reward for the siege was secondary, and there were two things that made him excited, one was that Liu Zhenhua was able to think of letting him take charge of this task, which meant that the king of the stove had him in his heart, as long as he fought bravely in the future, it would be a matter of time before he rose step by step, which was better than how many rewards came.

The second is that the brothers who joined the Stove King with him finally had the opportunity to be directly promoted to the Heavenly Soldiers, and his brothers were envious of his promotion to the Heavenly Soldiers, most of the brothers in the last battle only killed one person, and a few even didn't kill one, Wang Lung also wanted to help his brothers, but there was no way, and he was powerless.

Now there's finally a chance.

"Wang Lung will definitely live up to the expectations of the Stove King, if he doesn't open the city gate, the Stove King can take Wang Lung's life."

Wang Lung's head slammed to the ground.

"Let's go get ready."

Liu Zhenhua waved his hand and motioned for Wang Lung to leave.

After Wang Lung left, Liu Zhenhua looked at the map, this was his first siege of the city, taking the landlord's courtyard, his name as the king of the stove may not be so loud, and it will not even appear on Chongzhen's side, but if he takes a county seat, it won't be long before Liu Zhenhua's name of the king of the stove will appear on the recital of a certain minister.

However, Liu Zhenhua is not worried, there are more rebels, just in the early years of Chongzhen, Chongzhen only knew, and he did not count his hands, such as: King Dashun, King Chuang, King Sweeper, Xing Red Wolf, Black God, King of Troubled Times, Crashing the Sky, Full of Stars, Lao Huihui, Bai Jiu'er, A Gust of Wind, Qilang, King Daxiao, Nine Dragons, etc.

I didn't see how much effort Chongzhen spent to sweep it away, and now Liu Zhenhua has a lot of troops, and he is not afraid of a small-scale Ming army to suppress it.

In the next month or so, he has developed to the level of nearly 3,000 troops, if he is given a year, wouldn't he go to 30,000, and at that time, Emperor Chongzhen may not think about extermination, but how to recruit peace.

Evening.

Ma Maocai already felt a little dizzy, after all, he was not young, and he was thankful that he had been exposed to the sun for such an afternoon, and he did not fall.

"Look, that's the Stove King."

Suddenly, Ren Ming's voice made Ma Mao instantly refreshed.

The same is true of the new militias in the surrounding area.

Ma Mao looked in the direction of Ren Ming's finger, and walked out of the landlord's courtyard door alone.

"It's different from what I imagined, except that it looks better, there is nothing special," Ma Maocai frowned, his eyes stared at Liu Zhenhua, and almost everyone around him was acting the same way, so Ma Maocai was not worried about attracting Liu Zhenhua's attention.

He looked at Liu Zhenhua, tall and handsome, like a little minister, it was hard to imagine that he was the king of the stove in so many people, originally Ma Mao thought that the king of the stove should be a big man with a fierce face.

Ma Mao continued to observe, he wanted to see what Ren Ming said, the king of the stove would give the heavenly soldiers white porridge and mustard and the so-called tea eggs.

"It's all optimistic, keep an eye on the stove prince, don't blink."

Ren Ming said that this is almost a scene that must be watched by the victims every day.

The two hundred heavenly soldiers have stopped training, and they are standing in place with Mo knives in their hands, and this appearance makes Ma Maocai frightened for a while, these two hundred people, I am afraid that one can be ten by one.

Especially the one in front of him who was wearing heavy armor, Ma Mao felt that the twenty soldiers might not be able to take him.

After coming back to his senses, Ma Mao returned his attention to the Stove King.

I saw the young man walking slowly with his hands behind his back, and in the face of such a slaughtering team, he still seemed to be strolling leisurely.

Liu Zhenhua was accustomed to the gaze of these people, he walked not far in front of the heavenly soldiers, waved his hand casually, and then swaggered away.

If someone had come closer, they could hear him humming, 'He went softly, just as he came softly, waved his sleeves, and the eggs and pickles were all over the floor.'"

There was an uproar behind him and the heavenly soldiers chanting 'Thank you Stove King', Liu Zhenhua no longer felt any excitement, and it was boring to pretend too much.

These are ordinary people, if the ministers in the palace pretend to be in front of Emperor Chongzhen or those ministers and subvert their cognition, Liu Zhenhua may be more excited.

Humming a tune, Liu Zhenhua gradually moved away, and in the crowd behind him, there was a prince minister who had subverted cognition, who had served as the deputy soldier of Huguang, Langzhong of the Ministry of Rites, and the senator of Xishu.

Ma Maocai's heart was like a drum, his eyes were wide open, his mouth opened and he unconsciously made a 'ho-ho' sound, and a trace of saliva gradually flowed out of the corners of his mouth.

He stared at the extra things on the ground, in groups of threes and threes, filling a large open space.

He was not old and dizzy, but his eyesight was very good, the things on the ground, the white porridge in the porcelain bowl, the brown pile of vegetables in the plate, and the things lying on the ground next to him.

This doesn't just correspond to the legendary white porridge, mustard, and eggs.

"Impossible... Absolutely impossible..."

Ma Mao finally spoke.

He didn't look out of the ordinary, because the people around him weren't much better.

"How did he do it? Is there really a god in the world?! The stakes are so high that they must be reported to the Holy One! ”

At this moment, Ma Mao only had this thought in his mind.