The white porridge and pickled mustard is enough, why am I wearing a royal robe?

Chapter 133: The Stove King changes his position to Bi Mawen and crosses the Yellow River eastward to capture Yonghe

The horses snorted restlessly, and some even swung their hooves, as if they would gallop in unison the next second.

Although their expressions and movements are different, these horses are almost exactly the same in height, short, fat and thin. They are carved from the same mold.

There are no two identical snowflakes in the world, but there are a hundred identical horses.

The people were all stunned. This time it was not a shock. After all, the Goddess had done enough things to shock them. The appearance of hundreds of horses was acceptable, but why was it a horse? .

The Stove Lord changed his mind to Bi Ma Wen?
The people knelt on the ground and cheered again, but this time they didn't know whether to call Stove King or Bima Wen.

However, they thought for a while and decided that he should still be the Kitchen King. After all, he was a god. Even if he could conjure up a mortal horse, they couldn't say that he had changed his career.

"Long live the Kitchen King!"

The heavenly soldiers and the common people shouted, and the 100 selected people mounted their horses and looked majestic holding red tassel guns.

"If you buy some more armor for these horses, wouldn't it be like an iron pagoda?"

Liu Zhenhua stared at these horses with a smile. He finally understood why people in the past always smiled when they saw good equipment. Who would not be happy to see his men with strong soldiers and horses? Force may mean compensation in future generations. How much it costs and how many days it takes, but in today's era of war and chaos, force means everything, power, money and beauty. Of course, it is somewhat inappropriate to put beauty and these two together.

45 horses a day, what a terrifying number.

"Cavalry company!"

"Have!"

The crowd cheered loudly, and there were hundreds of people on horseback. They held red tassel guns under their armpits, and at the command, the horses charged.

Hundreds of horses charging together is already quite earth-shattering. I wonder what it would be like if thousands of horses charge together.

"What if I have five thousand heavy cavalry and are discovered by the emperor?"

"If you give Zhuge Liang an AK with unlimited bullets"

Various what-ifs of former troll netizens came to Liu Zhenhua's mind.

But at the moment, Liu Zhenhua feels that he can already realize certain things. Five thousand heavy cavalry will only take half a year - half a year to buy horses and half a year to equip them.

The five thousand heavy cavalry cannot be said to have swept the Ming and Qing Dynasties. After all, the Ming Dynasty still had Guan Ning cavalry, but at least Liu Zhenhua was in an invincible position.

"We can't go to Yan'an City to show off."

Liu Zhenhua suddenly realized this. He conjured up food and showed off in front of Yang He in Yan'an City. The other party may have thought he was a capable person, but he didn't pay much attention to it. After all, Liu Zhenhua felt that the other party seemed to already know this. Emperor Chongzhen He didn't seem to take him too seriously.

But it would be unimaginable if he transformed into hundreds of horses. After Yang He saw it, he reported the matter to Emperor Chongzhen. Liu Zhenhua estimated that the latter would send all the troops in the country that could be mobilized to encircle and suppress him.

After all, horses are so important. They can transform into hundreds of horses, and they are also an uprising force. They are in Shaanxi. If we don't have this in our hands this morning, wouldn't it be equivalent to letting the Liao people cross the nine borders and occupy Shaanxi? The Liao people will continue to increase in strength.

If they take it into their own hands, wouldn't the advantage of the northern nomads be wiped out?

They Ming Dynasty will have endless horses.

This is too tempting for Chongzhen.

"Expand and consolidate the territory," Liu Zhenhua looked into the distance. He looked at Qingjian County. He had not expanded his territory for a while.

Most of the rebels around him had a lot more territory than him, but he, the Kitchen King, seemed a little less powerful.

Qingjian County is located in the north of Yanchuan County and is much smaller than Yanchuan County. However, what Liu Zhenhua values ​​​​is not the size of the county, but the territory and population that will be radiated in the future.

"Ansai is north of Yan'an. I remember that there is also a rebel army entrenched there."

The map he had seen came to Liu Zhenhua's mind. Yan'an, where Yang He was located, was now surrounded by enemies on all sides, and the surrounding counties were unable to provide him with any help.

Back in the county office, Liu Zhenhua spread out the map. Qingjian County and Yonghe County around Yanchuan County had not been captured. If these two places fell into Liu Zhenhua's hands, Yanchuan County would be in a state of being defended from all sides.

"Kitchen King!"

Ren Hongli, Yang Lichao and others entered the county government office one after another, and they shouted respectfully.

"I'm calling you here for only two reasons."

Liu Zhenhua looked around at everyone in the room, and they all seemed to be listening attentively.

"First, the Heavenly Soldiers now have thousands of people. Therefore, Ren Hongli is appointed as the commander of the first battalion, and Zhao Shitong is appointed as the commander of the second battalion. The vacant officials will be selected according to their military merit."

"Thank you, Kitchen King!"

Ren Hongli and Zhao Shitong knelt on the ground, with joy in their eyes. It had only been a month since they had been promoted to another level.

Ren Hongli even felt that he had been promoted without doing anything. This was really what he was doing. He was rising through the ranks.

"The second thing is, Ren Hongli took [-] militiamen and equipped with [-] crossbows to capture Qingjian. Remember, use crossbowmen to open the way in front of the city. After the city is broken, let the militia take action. You, the regiment leader, will Let’s take the militia first, and we will assemble the army and set off today.”

Liu Zhenhua intends to cultivate militia. Now the upper limit of the number of heavenly soldiers has been greatly increased. There are four thousand vacancies. These vacancies are a waste of Liu Zhenhua's existing food. He must quickly increase the number of heavenly soldiers.

"Zhao Shitong led [-] militiamen and [-] heavenly troops to follow me across the Yellow River to Shandong and take Yonghe directly."

This time they really want to go to Yonghe County. After arriving in Yonghe County, even if it is the territory of Shandong, they will face Geng Ruchi's family. Historically, this man's men were considered to have strong soldiers and horses. In the second year of Chongzhen, the capital faced difficulties, and Geng Ruchi took five people with him. Thousands of soldiers went to support the capital. However, because of Wei Zhongxian's remnant party, Geng Ruqi was forced to change his location many times, and his soldiers' wages were in arrears. His soldiers mutinied directly, went west, and became rogues.

Out of respect for Geng Ruqi, Liu Zhenhua brought out all the heavenly soldiers.

He was afraid that after he captured Yonghe, the Shanxi governor would directly attack him with five thousand soldiers.

"As ordered!"

Ren Hongli and Zhao Shitong raised their hands and said with excited expressions on their faces. They were finally fighting again. After a month, their hands were itchy.

Yang Lichao looked hesitant to speak, and his body was a little restless.

"You follow too."

"As ordered!"

Yang Lichao finally felt comfortable, with a happy expression on his face. His cavalry company was finally established. He had not experienced any war yet, and now he finally had a chance to race.

"You can pick out another 200 people and prepare them as cavalry." I'm afraid the journey this time won't be too short. After arriving, Liu Zhenhua is expected to be able to find [-] cavalry. By then, Liu Zhenhua will have [-] cavalry. Liu Zhenhua does not plan to provide them for the time being. Equipped with heavy armor, after all, a heavy cavalry must be surrounded by many entourages. During peacetime and when marching before war, heavy cavalry does not wear armor. After all, even war horses cannot bear the load and need others to carry the load. In wartime, they put on armor and charge.

"As ordered!"

Yang Lichao raised his hand and said, "The horse is galloping now. The more cavalry he has, the better."

"Kitchen King, Mr. Zhao is outside the door asking to see you."

Zhang Liang suddenly said at the door.

"Oh, let him in."

Liu Zhenhua said, wondering what Zhao Shicheng was going to say when he came here.

Zhao Shicheng strode in, raised his hands and called the Kitchen King respectfully.

"Speak directly."

"King Stove, the food in Yanchuan and Yanchang City can only be eaten for a month at most."

Liu Zhenhua frowned when he heard this, but when he thought about it carefully, it was indeed true. After all, they had been without food for a month. On weekdays, the militiamen used food to pay for their work, and registered for food release. All these operations were used for food. Fast.

It's pretty good that it can last for a month now.

"In a month's time, a batch of sweet potatoes will be mature. Then leave some for seed and the rest can be used as food."

Liu Zhenhua said.

Outside the city, there are also fields near Yanchuan and Yanchang counties where sweet potatoes are growing well, and some people will patrol voluntarily on weekdays.

Now is the time to calculate. Zhao Shicheng nodded, convinced that the Stove King said these sweet potatoes have extremely high yields, "I understand."

"In addition, let people come and get some sweet potato seedlings and plant a batch." Liu Zhenhua felt that it was necessary for him to teach how to use the cellar to stock up on sweet potatoes.

"As ordered."

"Okay, let's get ready. The army will attack tomorrow. During the days when the army is not around, the city will be on heightened alert."

Liu Zhenhua suspected that Emperor Chongzhen knew about his affairs, and believed that it was probably because there were bad people among the masses.

Back then, the Big Red Wolf King Zuo Gua and Feitian Tiger also sent out many spies to infiltrate and try to seize the city.

However, with the current cohesion between the two counties, Liu Zhenhua felt that even if someone wanted to rebel and seize the city while he was away, the people would not be willing.

Everyone in the room dispersed one after another. Liu Zhenhua glanced out the window and said, "I don't know when we can reach the capital."

Emperor Chongzhen looked away. He always felt a little uneasy and looked down at Yang He's memorial on the table.

"The leader of the gods, Wang Jiayin, lit the sky lanterns, and waited for all the bandit leaders to surrender. He gave porridge every day around Yan'an, and the people all praised the Holy Emperor for his grace. Only the Kitchen King occupied the land of Yanchuan, and his ministers surrounded him with heavy troops. Inside the city The people are increasingly opposed to the Kitchen King's abilities, which shows that the Kitchen King is just a talented stranger in the world, and the food he can transform can only feed a thousand people."

"Our Ming Dynasty is a big country with tens of millions of people, but there is only one Stove King, who can serve as a cook with the army. In March, Xu Chen decided to break the city and capture the Stove King as a New Year gift."

"A thousand people is already a lot. When a thousand people march, they consume a lot of food. If he goes out with the army, at least the army does not need to worry about food problems no matter how far it goes."

Emperor Chongzhen still had this vision.

"I hope that as Yang He said, I can offer the Kitchen King as a New Year gift."

"Sneeze," Liu Zhenhua sat on his horse and wrapped his clothes around. He rubbed his nose and looked around. The land in northern Shaanxi became more desolate, and with the autumn wind, there was a vague feeling of desolation.

Occasionally, bits of white bones can be seen on the ground. It is not known when exactly the people died of starvation, but Liu Zhenhua can be sure that it was before he captured Yanchuan.

The team was preparing to cross the Yellow River eastward. Of course, we couldn't say crossing. There was a severe drought in northern Shaanxi and the Yellow River dried up. This situation happened more than once during the Chongzhen period.

The horse's hooves stepped on the dry and cracked soil at the bottom of the river, and it faintly sank a bit. If you look closely, you can see that the soil is still a little moist. If you dig deeper, some muddy water may seep out.

Liu Zhenhua knew that the news about their dispatch of troops was probably obtained by Yang He.

However, the governor of the three sides seemed to have chosen to ignore tactics. Even if Liu Zhenhua divided his troops into two groups and attacked Qingjian and Yonghe, Yang He would not dare to move at all.

"The leader of thieves is in Ansai," Yang He coughed twice and looked at the map. Ansai was in the north of Yan'an. "The Stove King has sent out troops again, and they are still divided into two groups."

Du Wenhuan's face was a little ugly, and his troops were divided into two groups again. Just like last time, what did the Stove King want to do?

"Governor, why don't you focus on Ansai," Du Wenhuan suggested.

"Good," Yang He nodded. He didn't want to take care of the Kitchen King. He couldn't help it. The last battle had already made him somewhat humiliated, so much so that the thieves in northern Shaanxi privately said that the imperial court was in decline, and even Can't take down the Kitchen King.

He must win a battle and take down a thief to restore his lost face.

It would be better to start from the nearest Shen Yikui.

"You go and lead five thousand troops, capture Shen Yigui, and bring him to see me."

Du Wenhuan responded, he was also holding his breath, he had to find this Shen Yikui to let it out.

A trace of worry appeared in Yang He's heart. He thought of the Kitchen King, and immediately coughed twice. He was sick, maybe because of the weather, but Yang He felt that it was because of fear of the Kitchen King.

In recent days, he has been experiencing many dangers and fears every day, and "the more he becomes sick, the more worried he becomes, and the more worried he becomes, the sicker he becomes. How can he protect himself when his body is exposed in the morning?"

Yang He was afraid that Liu Zhenhua would lead an army to attack Yan'an. He did not think that he could defend Yan'an. He was lucky that he did not go to the battle in person that day, otherwise he might be captured and fall into the hands of Liu Zhenhua.

A dignified governor of the Three Kingdoms was captured by bandits. How could he, Yang He, have the face to meet his ancestors?

Shen Yikui has a brother named Shen Yiyuan. One of them is in Ansai and the other is in the Xin'an border camp. They support each other. Most of Shen Yikui's men are honest farmers, while Shen Yiyuan is a mutinous soldier. .

Shen Yikui was shocked when he heard that the governors from three sides of the imperial court had sent troops to encircle and suppress him. He originally thought that Yang He had been scared out of his wits by the Kitchen King, but now he actually dared to leave the city.

"Go north to find my brother," Shen Yikui decided. They were not like Kitchen Kings who stuck to one place. Their greatest advantage was mobility. If they couldn't be beaten, they would run away.

Perhaps only the Kitchen King could confront the imperial army head-on. Although there were rumors that the imperial court was in decline, no traitor leader dared to resist on the spot when the imperial court came.

Du Wenhuan pounced on it, but reluctantly remembered: "Great victory, one thousand dan of grain will be paid."

(End of this chapter)