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

Chapter 163: Give Big Brother a Sniper

It turned out that we were going to hit Ganquan.

The three of Wang Jiayin gathered together, surrounded by a circle of confidants. Their horses and weapons had been taken away long ago. Now they could only look around eagerly, either observing the Kitchen King's army or watching their direction.

Wang Er went all the way north from Chengcheng County, so he naturally knew this road.

The closest thing to Yan'an County in this direction is Ganquan, and the Zao Wang's character is not like theirs. After conquering a place, he plunders it and then leaves. The Zao Wang wants to occupy it permanently, so it is impossible to cross a certain county to attack another. county seat.

To sum up, there is only sweet spring.

"With so many people, it's easy to conquer a sweet spring, isn't it?"

Gao Yingxiang looked around, not to mention so many elite soldiers, even they and thousands of refugees could easily capture Ganquan.

"The Kitchen King is overkill." Although he didn't want to admit that the Kitchen King's team was stronger than theirs, Wang Jiayin still agreed with Gao Yingxiang's words.

Ganquan County is a small county town, and its garrison strength does not even exceed 500 people. The Zao King's troops can flood Ganquan County with just one breath.

"Just these soldiers, give me two hundred men," Wang Er stretched out two fingers, and then put down one more, "No, give me a hundred men, and I can capture the sweet spring."

Follow us all the way until noon.

"Why did you stop?"

Wang Jiayin and others were puzzled. They looked at the teams that had stopped, and some had even started setting up pots.

"Eating? With so many soldiers, how about a meal at noon?"

They were all farmers, and were used to having two meals in the morning and evening. When they were poor, they would not think about eating at noon. Later, when they became more than ten thousand people and had wealth, they would get some soju and meat to eat when they were hungry at noon. Eat once.

But this habit is limited to their senior officials and their cronies, and the tens of thousands of people under their command do not receive this treatment. At most, they will starve to death.

Now he is even cooking rice.

With so many soldiers and one extra meal at noon, that means a lot of food expenses. The army set out and everything was kept simple, but the Kitchen King's soldiers and horses still had time to cook.

"You guys, come over here," Wang Wu walked up to Wang Jiayin and others with a knife on his waist.

Although these people were bandit leaders, at the beginning, Wang Wu might not have dared to stand in front of these people like this, but now, these people are just local warriors under the Kitchen King.

When someone handed out food, Wang Jiayin and others naturally didn't say anything. They fled here without even bringing much dry food with them. Even the gold and silver treasures they had obtained before were hidden in Yulin and they did not bring them with them.

They lost power and wanted to defect to the Kitchen King. If they had any belongings with them, they would be raided and confiscated.

It would be better to hide the gold and silver in Yulin. When the imperial troops fade away, they will be a group of heroes again and rely on the gold and silver to make a comeback.

Following the little official in front of them to another place, the people standing here were obviously not as well-equipped as the soldiers they saw on the road.

"It seems that not every soldier under the Kitchen King is a strong soldier," the three of them thought silently.

A fire had started in the distance, and the wood was burning with a crackling sound.

I don't know how long it took, but the three of them smelled a fragrance that made people salivate.

"What does this smell like?"

Even the three of them, who were used to eating meat and wine, were attracted by this scent.

They stood up in astonishment and looked towards the place where the scent came from. They didn't know what to look at, but they were shocked when they saw it.

Those elite soldiers had four kinds of food beside them.

Some even had eggs in their hands and were peeling them.

"Can we eat this too?"

Wang Jiayin stared at this scene. There were eggs in the hands of the soldiers and white porridge on the ground. What attracted them the most was the shiny, sugar-red piece of meat.

It seemed to be pork.

Such a big piece, there are at least thousands of these soldiers. Looking at it, basically every soldier has four or five kinds of food at his feet. Counting eggs, there are five kinds of food.

"Do the Kitchen King's soldiers eat so well?"

Wang Er was stunned. Even if they looted the surrounding areas, they would not give their men such luxurious meals.

But they soon learned that this was not the case.

Wang Jiayin looked at the bowl of something similar to glutinous rice in his hand. "This" he raised his head and looked at the soldiers not far away who were full of food. After such a comparison, Wang Jiayin suddenly felt a little unbalanced.

"It is said that the Stove King loves his people like his own children. Why do we eat these chaffy pig food while they eat those delicacies?" Wang Er couldn't help but say.

The local heroes around heard Wang Er's complaint and immediately turned their heads. One of them even said angrily to Wang Er: "How are you talking? What is pig food? The Kitchen King loves his people like his own son. Are you not convinced?"

"伱!"

Wang Er was about to get up immediately. He had never experienced such a bird-like attitude.

But Gao Yingxiang and Wang Jiayin stopped him, "What are you doing? Don't cause trouble."

Wang Er could only give up and squat on the ground, looking at the paste in the bowl. It had been a long time since he had eaten these things.

In the past, these gooey treats were a rare delicacy, but now they seem a little hard to swallow.

This is the so-called transition from frugality to luxury, but from luxury to frugality is difficult.

"Gulu."

There was a cry from the belly.

Helpless, Wang Er could only succumb to his instinct and reluctantly put the food into his belly.

"It seems that the Kitchen King's team will also be divided into three, six or nine levels."

Wang Jiayin said.

Gao Yingxiang didn't think there was anything wrong, "Although princes, generals, and Xiang Ning are kind-hearted, people are always divided into three, six, and nine grades. This is completely normal."

Gao Yingxiang understood clearly, "If it were us, would we give our soldiers such good food?"

He asked rhetorically.

Wang Jiayin fell silent immediately. Gao Yingxiang was indeed right. If it were him, even the more outstanding ones among his subordinates would not be given such good treatment, unless they were his close associates or those with extremely outstanding performance.

However, after reacting, Wang Jiayin glanced at Gao Yingxiang with a strange expression, feeling as if his wife was speaking for another man. This feeling made Wang Jiayin feel very uncomfortable.

After eating, they started marching again.

The distance between Ganquan and Yan'an is not far, only more than a hundred miles.

Liu Zhenhua's team had no heavy load and arrived one mile north of Ganquan City on the fourth day. This time he attacked Ganquan with five thousand people.

It may seem unbelievable to outsiders, but Liu Zhenhua knows that it is very necessary.

The news of his dispatch of troops will never be hidden from the newly appointed governors of the three sides.

The other party has made no movement so far, which is not in line with the behavior of the three governors.

This man had almost no peace of mind after he took office. He traveled thousands of miles in forty days and beat up all kinds of bandits in northern Shaanxi.

Liu Zhenhua sent troops, how could he let it go?

Of course, there is another important thing, Maxim. The more people see it, the better.

If he were not afraid that the other party would steal his home, Liu Zhenhua could bring out all the heavenly soldiers and militiamen Xiang Yong.

At the top of Ganquan City, Chen Qiyu's deputy general Lu Wenshan looked at the soldiers arrayed in the distance, "The Stove King is arrogant. He doesn't even plan to divide his troops. He actually wants to attack from one place."

"That's true," the county magistrate on the side said with an apologetic smile.

"County Magistrate Li, I don't need you here. You can wait for the good news at the county office," Lu Wenshan turned to look at Magistrate Ganquan.

The latter nodded quickly, he didn't want to stay here either.

"Sir, the Kitchen King actually brought so many soldiers and horses. Did he guess something?" said the adjutant Li Zebin on the side.

Even from such a distance, they could still see Kitchen King's formation.

If it weren't for the terrain restrictions, the scale displayed by the opponent would have been even greater.

"It's okay, so what if the other party guesses it. The governor has mobilized all the elites of the Shenji Battalion, and those two cannons are enough to scare them away." Lu Wenshan turned to look at the two men who were dragged over the city. Door cannon.

The name of this gun is Hongyi Cannon. It weighs more than 14 pounds, has an internal diameter of 258 cm, a gun length of 18 cm, and a caliber of . It is a cannon.

With these two cannons, let alone such a small number of people, Lu Wenshan would not be afraid even if there were twice as many people.

Moreover, if it weren't for the governor's request to lure the enemy deeper, Lu Wenshan would have wanted to take the initiative to send troops and start a decisive battle with the opponent outside the city without relying on the city gate.

After all, the Shenji Battalion's fire gun soldiers can play a greater role if the two sides spread out their formations.

"That's what your Excellency said," Li Zebin on the side smiled. It was indeed true. Two cannons were enough to scare these people.

Coupled with the elite of the Shenji Battalion, as many people as the opponent came to die.

Even the three thousand elite soldiers hidden in the city did not need to take action.

"?Two cannons in a small county?"

Liu Zhenhua sat on his horse with a telescope and looked at the two dark gun holes on the city head in the distance.

There were already cannons in this period, and their power was not small. At least it was much stronger than what was shown on TV. Xu Guangqi recorded in his draft of city defense equipment that the gunsmiths of the Ming Dynasty did not change the weight of the shells used by the artillery (1.8 (approximately 420 pounds per pound) and the amount of gunpowder (approximately pounds per pound), the Hongyi cannon, which originally weighed pounds, was reduced to pounds (approximately pounds), making the artillery more convenient Use and transportation.

"It's really a scam."

Liu Zhenhua couldn't help but sigh, how could a small county town have two cannons.

If the Ming Dynasty really had this strength, they would not have been invaded by rogue bandits in the early years of Chongzhen, and they would never be able to exterminate them.

The other party must have guessed that he would attack Ganquan, so he set up an ambush in the city in advance. That is to say, he had a telescope and saw these two cannons from such a distance. If it had been another rogue bandit who was attacking the city, he would have Being bombarded by this big artillery fire, you will definitely be stunned on the spot, and then you will run away.

Anyone who sees his teammates being bombarded by cannons and their bodies turned into pieces will collapse on the spot and lose their fighting spirit.

Moreover, Liu Zhenhua felt that there might be more than just cannons in the city.

Since the governors of these three sides can get cannons, they may not be able to get other firearms.

Maybe we can even bring over the Shenji Camp from the capital.

Fire gun soldiers in the Ming Dynasty not only had clumsy single-shot fire cannons, but also continuous fire cannons. Although the range was not far, it was only ten to two hundred steps, not as good as the cannon's one hundred to two miles.

The current position of Liu Zhenhua's army is within the range of the opponent's artillery. If the opponent has intelligence and knows that Liu Zhenhua is in the army, Liu Zhenhua will be killed with one shot.

However, Liu Zhenhua was not worried. Since the other party had designed this conspiracy, he would definitely wait until his army launched a charge before letting the cannon sing the death movement.

Moreover, the opponent's cannon may not be able to fire.

Liu Zhenhua touched the black box behind his back.

"The whole army obeys the order and moves forward until it is a hundred meters away."

100 meters, Liu Zhenhua determined that the opponent would only fire when they were charging to attack the city, so he felt relieved to let the soldiers advance.

The team moved forward and stopped a hundred meters away.

Lu Wenshan frowned and did not lower his raised hand.

He looked at the stopped team, "Why did you stop? Did you find something?"

He squinted his eyes and looked into the distance. The opponent stopped a hundred meters away and watched from a distance. If he fired directly at this time, he would indeed be able to kill some people, but he would only be able to kill less than a hundred people. He would only obtain This outcome is certainly something the Governor does not want to see.

Therefore, Lu Wenshan decided to wait and see. From a distance, he saw a row of cavalry in front of the opponent's soldiers, but he could not see clearly the people sitting on them.

Liu Zhenhua was sitting on the horse, and the soldiers around him were already ready to move.

Just waiting for Liu Zhenhua's order, they would launch a charge without fear of death.

He got off the horse, and everyone around him focused on Liu Zhenhua. They didn't understand why the Stove King got off the horse.

When the fight breaks out later, shouldn't the Kitchen King stay where he is on horseback, or lead them to charge, but they seem to have never seen the Kitchen King leading his troops to charge.

Liu Zhenhua untied the wooden box from behind, placed it on the ground, and then slowly opened it, revealing a slender weapon.

The black gun body, the square muzzle, the two brackets are folded on one side, and the magnifying glass is placed across the gun body. Generally speaking, it can only be described as 'exquisite'.

Liu Zhenhua grinned. When he was eighty-eight and a half years old, he risked being hung up and beaten by his family to buy a cannon. At that time, there was a cannon that moved sideways in any mode. If he met anyone, he would shoot it. cannon.

Liu Zhenhua had imagined more than once that it would be great if he really had a cannon.

In modern times, this is almost impossible to achieve. After all, Liu Zhenhua has no money and cannot even afford to go to some gun clubs. It is impossible to have channels to get hold of guns.

Who knew that he actually got a cannon in ancient times? Yes, what was inside the wooden box was a Barrett M82A1 heavy sniper rifle. Most of his reputation these days was spent on this sniper rifle. above.

The other heavenly soldiers on horseback stared at the contents of the wooden box in front of Liu Zhenhua. Although they didn't know what it was, they knew just by looking at its exquisite appearance that it must be a magic weapon.

(End of this chapter)