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

Chapter 45 The rebels invaded

Liu Zhenhua took the lead, followed by Yang Lichao and Ren Hongli. With these two people on both sides, Liu Zhenhua would have no worries even if there was a fight. He stood here mainly to serve as a military flag. He was not riding a horse and had little time these days. Learning equestrian skills is better than dismounting and fighting.

The horse had the fodder that was exchanged for it, but it was not hungry.

Further on, more than 170 heavenly soldiers were arranged neatly like college students going out for training.

On the other side of the heavenly soldiers were the villagers who were in a somewhat loose formation, and the two teams were almost even.

"Your name is Zhang Heizi." Zhang Benben's position was replaced by Zhang Heizi. Liu Zhenhua could see that young people always have to be more passionate. Zhang Benben looked too honest and could keep things in order, but lacked sharpness and couldn't achieve anything.

"Master Stove, this is Zhang Heizi."

"Oh, little Heizi, do you know how many slaves the landlord has?"

Liu Zhenhua asked, the expression on his face suddenly felt strange. This title reminded him of a certain brother.

Zhang Heizi hummed, then stretched out five fingers and said, "About three or forty people."

"so little?"

Liu Zhenhua was a little surprised.

"Yes, the eldest master of the Zhang family is stingy and is not willing to keep so many slaves." Zhang Heizi went to Master Zhang's house to deliver things. The large yard was empty and there were not many people.

Liu Zhenhua laughed when he heard this. He dared to save the armed forces. He was really not afraid that his neighbor would stock up on grain and I would stock up on gun. My neighbor would be my granary.

No wonder there have always been uprisings where the victims could easily overthrow the landlords' rule with kitchen knives and hoes. It turned out to be because of this.

A miser, do you keep your property to be divided up by others?

This reminded Liu Zhenhua of a sentence: If the money is not used for military expenses, should it be reserved for compensation?

"When the number of prestige meals is upgraded, I will spend some prestige and buy some equestrian skills. Learning equestrian skills is too slow, so I will change to some armor."

He looked at Ren Hongli. If this man was wearing fifty or sixty kilograms of heavy armor, he would only be able to attack but not defend. Wouldn't he be a big killer, a humanoid tank?

"Very good, you can lead the way and follow me into the landlord's house."

During today's lecture, Liu Zhenhua finally found a smooth name. There are more and more people under his command, and he will always be able to pull them together.

"Kitchen Lord, don't worry, I've been to the landlord's house," Zhang Heizi's face turned red. He couldn't use any strength, so he just wanted to wave the magic stick in his hand, just like he used to use the stick to hit weeds.

There were refugees wandering along the way. As we headed east, when we saw this huge group of people, we immediately stopped and followed them. The Chinese people's gene for watching the excitement is engraved in their bones.

The most important thing is that they can see that these people are farmers. With such a formation, they are afraid that they are not rebels. The refugees want to follow. If they succeed, they will join them. If they fail, they will continue to flow.

Ren Zhuoyue noticed this, walked forward quickly, came to Liu Zhenhua and whispered.

"Don't worry, just let them follow."

Although the number of people currently exceeds the number of prestige meals, Liu Zhenhua doesn't care. If he takes over the landlord's house, he will have food, which is enough to win over people's hearts. The current prestige of [-] a day can expand the population in less than a week.

It can be said that by capturing this landlord, Liu Zhenhua's team truly gained a foothold and entered a period of vigorous development, just like Wang Er of Baishui County captured Chengcheng County and defeated the Ming army.

In less than an hour, the team with high morale arrived at Zhangjiacun.

Tenants lived here.

"Across the village, at the far south is Master Zhang's courtyard. It's so grand, and you can see the big red door from a distance." Zhang Heizi said loudly.

He is almost suffocated. Come here quickly and let him have a fight. Such people will either be frightened to death or become more excited after seeing blood.

"Walk."

The team moved on.

It was summer now. When the house slaves guarding the door saw this scene, they were so frightened that they sat on the ground. They were from the landlord's family and were better informed. At present, all the peasants and soldiers in the country were in the south. Why did a group of people suddenly appear? Here they are.

"It's not good, it's not good, those revolting farmers are coming here," he turned his head, climbed up and shouted into the yard, even forgetting to close the door.

"Follow me and rush over! Kill the landlord! Divide the land!"

Liu Zhenhua turned his head and shouted loudly, holding the rebar and rushing forward. Although the long knife on his waist was light and fast, it was too short. Men must use longer ones.

Hearing this, everyone responded and rushed toward the Zhang family courtyard with howls.

At this time, the gap between the trained heavenly soldiers and the villagers emerged. Although the heavenly soldiers held seven or eight kilograms of steel bars, they had been running around with this thing for several days and were quite used to it.

Although there are some minor flaws in the current running, it does not affect the overall performance.

On the other hand, the villagers, holding the 1.5-meter steel bar, didn't know how to spread out, so they crowded forward. Some tripped themselves, some tripped others, and the one in front fell, and those behind followed.

There was a loud sound, and before the fight started, someone was injured first.

Seeing this scene, Liu Zhenhua was extremely glad that he had chosen to train for a few days.

Fortunately, there is a slogan of equal distribution of fields. Even if there is no order, the villagers can still breathe. If they fall, they will get up quickly. For fear that if they are slow, they will not be able to divide the fields. For these honest people, naked The temptation of interests is extremely powerful for them.

"It's bad! The victims are coming, and those rebels are here! Butler Huang is here!"

The slave screamed and ran towards the main courtyard. Butler Huang, who was walking in the outer courtyard, saw this man running up to him, his face suddenly changed, and he threw the cattail leaf fan in his hand. On the face, "Stop fucking yelling and go lock the door."

After that, he ran towards the main courtyard. He shouted to the house slaves on the road, asking them to gather together to resist the victims.

"Go out the back door and tell the tenants to come over if they want to farm," Butler Huang yelled at a man who was running towards the front yard.

Then he grabbed another person and said, "Go to Yanchuan County and report to the official. Tell him that there are thirty rebels. Let the county magistrate catch the rebels. My master will thank you very much."

After doing this, he came to the main courtyard. There was no one in the main courtyard, and then he came outside the room of Master Zhang's favorite concubine, where the sound of a heated fight could be heard.

"Bang bang bang."

He knocked so anxiously that he couldn't wait to hear it, and Mr. Zhang was still going up three times a day.

"Sir, it's bad, the rebels are coming!"

The people inside just came out and said "Mom". When they heard Huangpu's words, they rustled for a while and then the door immediately opened, revealing Mr. Zhang's panicked face.

"How far, how many people."

"It's right in front of us. I don't know how many people there are," Huangpu clapped his legs anxiously. This was also the first time he had seen such a formation.

I just don’t know where those rebels came from. Why don’t any of the tenant farmers say anything? They are a bunch of bastards.

(End of this chapter)