There was so much food on the originally empty ground, and Ma Mao could be sure that this was not a trick, because the stove king just waved his hand, without covering, no obstacles, and even no foreshadowing, the stove king walked over so lightly, and with a wave of his hand, these foods appeared on the ground.

Everything seemed so natural.

"It's really a fairy, I'm saved! In this world, the people of Li are saved! ”

This is Ma Maocai's second thought, now the famine is sweeping, Shaanxi, Shanxi, Henan and other places, there are different degrees of famine, other provinces are also the same, not only that, this famine also has a tendency to spread to the south, external and internal troubles, natural disasters and man-made disasters, the peasants who can't eat are the most complaining, but the peasants who have no food will be armed, which can be seen from the current chaotic situation in northern Shaanxi.

And with the miraculous ability of this stove king, Daming will never lack food and will always be prosperous.

Ma Maocai's eyes were red, and he couldn't tell whether he was excited or emotional, so he wiped the saliva from the corner of his mouth.

"This is the fairy master!"

"Yes, God!"

The exclamations of the people around him reached Ma Maocai's ears, and Ma Maocai realized a problem, if it was a true god, why should he be a couple, and why not let everyone present eat such a delicious meal.

If the gods went down to save the people of Li, why not go directly to save it, but again, he only heard the news of the king of the stove after he came to Yanchuan County, if it is really a god, why only shelter the people in this corner of the place.

"Could it be that it is because the people of this place sincerely worship the king of the stove?"

"Not so," Ma Mao vetoed the idea, the people of the north worship the king of the stove, and Ma Mao knows, "I'm afraid it's not a folk capable man with miraculous means." ”

In this way, it is very easy to explain that this person is not capable enough to summon so much food, so here, in the name of the Stove King, he conjures up food that can be eaten by a small number of people to attract the people.

This is still a cult, still using an unattainable goal to bewitch the people, only that part of the people will benefit, the ultimate goal of this stove king, or the dragon chair.

"However, it would be nice to be able to eat it for a small number of people," the thought flashed through Ma Maocai's mind.

These meals are enough to feed two or three hundred people, according to what the little leader said before, these people can eat delicious white porridge and mustard for three meals a day, and they can be replaced by sergeants, two meals a day.

Ma Maocai's eyes lit up slightly, "After today, I will find a way to get out, return to Jingshi, and inform the Holy Lord of the news." ”

This matter is very important, the saint, and then let the saint recruit this person into the court as an official, if this person is unwilling, Ma Maocai's eyes flashed a touch of obscurity, such a capable person must be in the hands of the court, and if he falls into the people, he will only become a thief for the disaster, only let him bathe in the holy grace, in order to do things for the Ming Dynasty wholeheartedly.

Only in the DPRK and China can this person play his greatest role and better help the people of the world to live.

Ma Maocai was determined to bring this matter back to the DPRK.

The opportunity soon came.

In the evening, every militiaman was brought to receive some grain, as did Ma Maocai and his retinue, which did not seem to have been changed, for some of them were old grains, and should have been surplus from the homes of nearby landlords.

"This stove king is generous."

Ma Maocai and his entourage also received a lot of food, and the little leader told them to return home with the food, and they could come here for training every day in the future.

Getting out so easily, Ma Maocai was relieved, God blessed Daming, so that he could bring the news out so smoothly.

Ma Maocai and his entourage rushed to Yanchuan County, revealing their identity, the county order was shocked, Ma Maocai lent out one of the few fast horses in Yanchuan County, and rushed to Beijing overnight with two entourage.

It was almost the middle of the month, and the moon should be getting rounder and rounder, but today's moon was rarely obscured by extra clouds, so Ma Mao rushed towards Jingshi, and a group of people rushed towards Yanchuan County.

Wang Lung took hundreds of people from Zhangjia Village, heading up to the northeast, they wanted to bypass, directly from the side of Yanchuan County back to climb in, they came out of Yanchuan County, naturally understand the situation of Yanchuan County, the rear city wall is incomplete, very suitable for climbing.

"Brother Long, don't we have to cover our faces?"

"Get out, that's the thief assassin to cover his face, we are the teachers of justice, do the right thing for heaven, and cover our faces."

Wang Lung scolded, "Don't think about it too much, take this matter well, you can all become heavenly soldiers." ”

This sentence made everyone's eyes light up, isn't this what they are looking forward to?

"Brother Long, don't worry, even if you die, you will open the door tomorrow."

Someone patted his chest and replied, such a good opportunity is in front of him, it is better to die if he doesn't grasp it.

The people around them also nodded.

"Very good, just have this kind of awareness," Wang Lung looked at the brothers and was very satisfied, if these people couldn't help them, he wouldn't bring these people over, whether the public was public or private, he still could carry it, and he couldn't ruin his image in the eyes of the Stove King because of the so-called brothers.

Everyone walked forward in the dark and soon saw a huge shadow in the distance, which was Yanchuan County, from here, Yanchuan County looked like a dead city, with only occasional glimmers.

"The garrison is really lax."

Wang Lung was overjoyed in his heart, they still remembered that when they escaped from Yanchuan County, when they looked back, the city wall of the county was already bright, and in the later days, it was said that Yanchuan County was heavily guarded, and now it has only been martial law for a long time before it has become lax again.

"Wait until the second half of the night passes."

The guards were already lax, and when the people slept the most in the second half of the night, they were even more difficult to be discovered.

"Let's go!"

With Liu Zhenhua's order, two hundred heavenly soldiers and two thousand militiamen formed a huge matrix, and the location of the heavenly soldiers was in the center of the matrix.

They were going to storm the county seat of Yanchuan at dawn.

Liu Zhenhua naturally will not succeed in person, Liu Zhenhua does not plan to shoot before he has a thermal weapon, and when he gets a sniper, Liu Zhenhua will let the generals of this era see the power of science and technology.

The team of more than 2,200 people marched forward in a mighty way, and there were even camping victims along the way who watched this scene in amazement, they all came to wander to the Stove King.

"What is this? The army of the Ming Dynasty has come here? ”

They were shocked in their hearts, the Stove King would not let go, otherwise why would there be such a neat and strict army here.