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

Chapter 152 How about I surrender too?

On the hillsides on both sides, the Mo Daomen were all covered in blood and their faces were ferocious. They had more blood from the enemy on their bodies. Together with hundreds of gunmen, they surrounded two to three hundred people in the middle.

The other side had already surrendered, and it was obvious that there was no commander. Only on this side, the two or three hundred people, although surrounded, still looked at the surrounding Mo Daoshou and gunners with weapons in their hands.

Aimu's heart has sunk to the bottom. They have lost, they have lost.

The Stove King is a rogue, and his men are so brave that they are not afraid of death, and all of them are elite soldiers.

Hundreds of people surrounded a thousand of them on one side, beating them so hard that they almost didn't know how to fight back. More than half of the thousand were killed or injured, while only a dozen people on the other side died. This battle loss ratio was simply too terrifying.

At least Aimu has never seen such soldiers in all these years.

"Tap tap tap."

There seemed to be the sound of some kind of boots stepping on the ground. The soldiers separated from the middle, and a man with a handsome face and a slender figure walked out.

Looking at the admiring eyes of the people around him, Aimu guessed something.

"Brothers, put down your weapons."

Aimu took the initiative to stand out from the crowd. He was not a pedantic person. The defeat was now determined, and resistance was meaningless.

With Aimu taking the lead, the surrounding soldiers quickly threw their weapons on the ground. They were about to be killed and their courage was broken. If the commander hadn't been by their side, they would have knelt on the ground and surrendered like the other side.

"You must be the Kitchen King."

Aimu stared at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but sigh at how young and handsome this man was.

"What is your official position?"

Liu Zhenhua nodded slightly and asked.

"Dusi, Dusi Aimu, the commander-in-chief of this ambush battle."

"Would you like to follow me?"

Liu Zhenhua asked concisely and clearly, so concisely that Ai Mu was stunned for a while.

Before he could speak, he saw the Kitchen King in front of him and waved to him, and then pieces of food appeared on the ground.

The food is steaming hot.

The cold weather still didn't stop the aroma from coming to my nose.

"This"

He and even the surrounding soldiers looked at the food appearing on the ground in shock.

That bowl was probably white porridge, the round one looked like an egg, but it was a little brown in color and had more cracks on it, and that small plate was probably pickled mustard.

And that bowl of green, black and white, what is it?

Finally, the sugar-colored thing was probably pork, and there seemed to be some sugar-colored rice soaked in the soup buried underneath. The biggest aroma came from this thing, almost covering up the aroma of other meals.

"This is the most basic meal for my stronger soldiers and officials. Although breakfast and dinner are not as sumptuous, they are only missing one dish."

"Officials also have generous salaries."

"Anyone who is willing to surrender will have the opportunity to eat these meals in the future, as long as he has merit."

Liu Zhenhua's voice sounded slowly.

Everyone's attention was still on the food on the ground.

"Pfft."

Some of the soldiers at the back began to kneel on the ground. These people had all fought against the Kitchen King.

It's true, it's true, the Kitchen King can really conjure food.

These people knelt down, as if there was a chain reaction. They were all comrades in arms. When bragging and spanking, the legend of the Kitchen God was also a topic of discussion. They had heard it more or less.

True God.

That pork, white rice, God.

They finally realized what Liu Zhenhua said. These things were just ordinary meals for the Kitchen King's soldiers. Although they didn't have pork every meal, what about the other three meals a day? There is pork at noon, but other meals just lack pork?

without! have! So rich!

Even if there is no pork in these meals, it can be described as rich. This is what the emperor eats, and there are three meals a day. How can ordinary people eat three meals a day? Basically, they have one meal in the morning. One meal in the evening.

"Kitchen King! I'm waiting to surrender!"

A soldier knelt on the ground and moved two steps with his knees, shouting, "What officer is there? The true God is here, what do these dogs and officers do?"

"Kitchen King, I am also willing to surrender!"

Everyone shouted, and they knelt on the ground and knelt down to worship.

Ai Mu was stunned, his face was complicated, the Kitchen King was really real.

They have been fighting people like this.

No wonder those soldiers under his command were so brave and unafraid of death. If he saw such miracles every day and ate such meals every day, he would be willing to die.

Ai Mu knew that Liu Zhenhua's eyes had been on him. Ai Mu adjusted his military uniform, held his helmet to his side, and then slowly placed it on the ground. Then he looked at Liu Zhenhua, under the latter's gaze. , knelt on his knees, lowered his head to the ground, "Aimu, I am willing to surrender."

He is not a pedantic and stubborn person. There is no such thing as a loyal minister in the dictionary. Although he admires those people, he can't do it himself. Seeing the Kitchen King's unnatural methods, he is naturally convinced.

This kneeling can be regarded as sincerity.

Liu Zhenhua showed a satisfied smile, this is the best, this method should be used to intimidate these people in the future.

He lacks talents. As long as he has not done anything too excessive, he can be hired.

As for what Ai Mu is like, Liu Zhenhua doesn't know. This person may not be very good, but he's not familiar with him anyway. It's normal for Liu Zhenhua not to know.

However, the Dusi was the highest local military leadership organization in the Ming Dynasty, and it was also a local military organization set up by Zhu Yuanzhang, the emperor of the Ming Dynasty, to strengthen the centralization of feudal absolutism. He could enter the Dusi Commandery Department and be appointed by the governors of the three sides. The commander-in-chief of the ambush battle must still be capable.

"Aimu obeys."

Liu Zhenhua said seriously.

Aimu raised his head and looked at Liu Zhenhua with a little disbelief. The latter's tone was obviously that he wanted to confer an official title on him.

He had just surrendered, and Liu Zhenhua actually wanted to give him a new appointment.

"Aimu obeys."

Aimu quickly lowered his head.

"I temporarily appoint you as the militia captain, and the soldiers behind you will be commanded by you in this battle and will fight with the infantry team."

"For ordinary soldiers, if you kill three people, you can enjoy these meals."

Liu Zhenhua said that Ai Mu could have directly served in the Tianbing team, but considering that the battle is still going on, these two or three hundred people, and even the more than 700 people who surrendered on the opposite side, add up to a team of almost a thousand people. Ai Mu used It is obviously more advantageous, and when used properly, it is a considerable force.

As for why Liu Zhenhua was so bold to appoint Ai Mu and let an enemy who had just surrendered control a team of thousands of people to fight for him.

First, Aimu surrendered from his heart, and there was no possibility of false surrender.

Secondly, Liu Zhenhua had already demonstrated such miraculous methods in front of him, and also promised him a visible high-ranking official with a generous salary. This person surrendered so happily. He is a person who understands current affairs and will definitely do well.

Thirdly, these soldiers are all more convinced than Ai Mu. Even if Ai Mu wants to do something, these soldiers will not agree. "Aimu obeys the order! Thank you Kitchen King!"

Aimu said, he was a little emotional that Liu Zhenhua was so bold. With nearly a thousand soldiers surrendering, Liu Zhenhua actually asked him to lead and fight with the army. He was really not afraid of him suddenly rebelling during the war.

"Three people, three people can enjoy those meals every day!"

The soldiers at the back grasped the key points in Liu Zhenhua's words.

Three people didn't sound like a lot.

However, as formal soldiers, they know that it is still very difficult to kill three people. If they can kill one person in a battle and still survive, they are elites.

Killing three people is almost always one of dozens of people. Of course, if you participate in many small-scale crushing battles, it is easy to gather these three people.

However, no matter what, with the reward of "being able to eat such delicious meals every time", even if he has to kill ten people, he still has to go ahead.

"You should eat these things quickly, they will get cold later."

In the crazy weather in northern Shaanxi, Liu Zhenhua felt that it was even 5 or 10 degrees below zero.

The food goes from hot to cold in less than a minute, and in two minutes it's time to freeze.

"Thank you, Kitchen King," Aimu said, kowtowing.

He didn't say divide it and eat it. These people were not his old subordinates, so there was no need.

Ai Mu hurriedly picked up the pork and started eating it. The Kitchen King not only changed the meal but also gave him the cutlery.

"Smells, really smells good," Aimu's eyes suddenly lit up after he took a bite of pork into his mouth, and then he never raised his head. He was almost like a pig eating, grunting and eating.

After eating the pork, he then grilled the ramy. A piece of pig's trotter rice quickly disappeared into Aimu's mouth. Then he pushed the strange-looking egg on the ground away. Only when he got closer did he smell that the egg actually contained tea. Fragrance.

"Tsk."

Aimu let out a short and rapid syllable of praise, and then swallowed the egg into his mouth. Without seeing him chewing it, the egg disappeared into his mouth.

"Goooooooooo."

Next came the green and black porridge-like thing. Although I didn’t know what it was, it looked more precious than white porridge. After letting it sit for a while, it was just right to drink.

Another bowl of porridge is delicious.

The surrounding soldiers looked at Aimu with envy, and most of them were swallowing their saliva crazily.

Liu Zhenhua was stunned at how quickly this man ate.

It's too fast.

However, there are also benefits to eating well. It will make the fire in the hearts of the surrounding soldiers burn more intensely. When the fight begins, their morale will be even higher.

Aimu touched his swollen belly and mixed the last mustard and white porridge directly into a bowl and swallowed it.

The portion of Liu Zhenhua's meal was not large, and Ai Mu's belly was visibly bulging.

"Thank you, Kitchen King, for the meal."

Aimu was very good at it. After finishing the meal, he hurriedly handed over his hand and said.

"Reorganize your men and prepare to set off. The battle on the front line is tense."

"By the way, tell me about Yang He's arrangements. I also have some questions to ask you."

"Yes."

Liu Zhenhua finally understood why Yang He went crazy and put all his bets on him.

It turned out that the imperial court sent out patrols.

"It seems that Chongzhen has begun to pay attention to me."

Liu Zhenhua thought in his heart, how did he know that Chongzhen did not value him. In Chongzhen's eyes, the Stove King was a charlatan who happened to obtain exotic items and used them to confuse the people.

What Emperor Chongzhen valued was the raw materials and craftsmanship of the mineral water bottle and the steel stick.

Such materials and craftsmanship were not in the hands of the orthodox Ming Dynasty, which had vast land, resources, soldiers and horses, but in the hands of a rogue bandit.

If those craftsmen cannot be summoned, tie up the Kitchen King and see where he got these two things.

Yang Lichao held a gun in his hand, and the formation opposite was a typical infantry-rejection-horse formation.

In this narrow terrain, this formation is extremely restrained for cavalry.

However, he did not attack but waved his hand, "Stop moving forward."

If the guess is correct, Kitchen King should have led people from one side to go behind the infantry.

This is exactly what happened. Liu Zhenhua's original plan this time was to use surprise troops to attack the ambushes in the valleys on both sides, then go around and sneak attack the infantry and horse formation at the canyon pass from behind.

Now that Ai Mu is a conscientious person, Liu Zhenhua has a clearer understanding of the position and quantity of the opponent's infantry.

Therefore, with the cooperation of Zhang Heizi as the guide and Ai Mu as the internal agent, the team almost accurately inserted itself behind the infantry.

"Aimu, I am willing to charge forward for the army."

Ai Mu took the initiative to ask for help. Since Liu Zhenhua had given him a thousand people and knew them well, he couldn't let Liu Zhenhua down. This was the time for him to show off.

Liu Zhenhua naturally agreed. This was what he was waiting for.

The commander of the infantry formation was Du Wenhuan. When he saw the cavalry stop, he vaguely felt something was wrong. Why didn't he continue to attack? If the infantry behind was attacked, the cavalry in front must have learned about it. It wouldn't be long before they were attacked from both sides. In this situation, if he was the commander of the cavalry, he would definitely find a way to break through the canyon as soon as possible.

At this moment, all the cavalrymen stopped.

Just as Du Wenhuan was about to issue an order for the entire army to form a formation and move closer, he heard shouts of killing coming from behind.

Du Wenhuan turned his head in astonishment. He was sitting behind the army, so a sneak attack would naturally come towards him.

Aimu rushed to the front, and the first thing he saw was Du Wenhuan on horseback and the flag bearer next to him.

He even saw the stunned confusion on Du Wenhuan's face.

"Why Aimu? Why is Aimu coming from behind? Why are you shouting to kill? Who to kill?"

Du Wenhuan's mind was filled with these questions.

After some thinking, Du Wenhuan came up with the worst plan in his mind. Aimu had been defeated. The opponent was prepared and had even captured Aimu. Dusi Aimu had already rebelled.

The shock on his face turned into anger and panic. The anger was because Aimu surrendered to the enemy so quickly, and even led his soldiers to charge directly towards them.

What was frightening was that it was Du Wenhuan who was about to be attacked from both front and back, Ai Mu's soldiers and horses, the cavalry in front, and the unpredictable Kitchen King.

How can we fight this?

Du Wenhuan's fear of the Stove King grew uncontrollably.

What ability does the Kitchen King have that can make a long-time official surrender directly?

"How about I surrender too?"

(End of this chapter)