While waiting, Wang Zheng leaned on the armchair for a while, taking a nap, and then began to pick up the map, thinking about various possible situations and the details of how to deal with them.
What if when our army attacks the city, Tao Qian from the East China Sea sends troops to help us, or even attacks Pengcheng and Kaiyang?
Or maybe Wen Chou's troops happened to be attacking Kaiyang at this time. Should they call back the generals and retreat, or should they just give up?
At the same time, if the troops are divided, each city can send up to about a thousand people. What if it takes a long time to conquer? How long does it take?
One thing after another, Wang Zheng was so absorbed in the long exam that he even forgot to eat after noon.
This is not because his new master is mean and ungrateful, but because the maids and servants in the Prime Minister's Mansion at this time have been ordered by Wang Zheng not to enter without being summoned by his own soldiers.
Therefore, even if someone wanted to please someone and found out that the new master was hungry, they would not dare to disobey the order for fear of flattering the horse's leg.
After all, although Wang Zheng is young, he seldom puts on airs when facing ordinary people and always smiles, but it has only been a few days?
No one will immediately forget who he is and what he holds in his hands.
That is the authority that can determine the life and death of thousands of people with just one word.
...
A series of footsteps came from outside the door. The sound was rapid and heavy, and Wang Zheng finally woke up from his meditation.
After maintaining the same posture for a long time, Wang Zheng habitually stretched his muscles and bones and stretched his back even though he did not feel sore and numb.
Amidst the sound of bones rubbing together, he nodded to everyone and looked at Xu Fang first: "How is the progress of recruiting troops? How many are there?"
"Not too enthusiastic." Xu Fang considered the sentence and said, "But it's much better than the previous times."
"In the past five days, we have recruited more than 900 people. They are all poor men in the city and have a clean family background."
Less than a thousand people?
This number made the generals on the side either feel disappointed or dissatisfied.
After all, considering the total number of more than 30,000 young people in Pengcheng, this ratio is really low.
To say it is not enthusiastic is putting it mildly.
"That's right." Wang Zheng didn't take it seriously, with a calm expression. Instead, he warned him a few words again: "The important thing is that it all depends on volition. It doesn't matter whether you are moved by emotion or lured by inducement."
"You must not use force to intimidate, and you must not recruit more young men in Xuzhou!"
"I can rest assured when you do things." Wang Zheng encouraged him with a smile.
This number is indeed acceptable to him.
After all, not to mention the negative aura of the Yellow Turbans, other princes in this world, if the recruitment of soldiers is purely voluntary, it is unlikely to have much effect.
Speaking of which, Pengcheng was already blessed by Cao Cao, with both hatred and poverty, otherwise the total number would have been cut in half.
While Wang Zheng was thinking about the number of troops to be mobilized, he pushed the map forward and waved: "Let's take a look."
Everyone agreed one after another and gathered around. When they saw the map, most of them understood Wang Zheng's intention.
Xu Fang took the initiative to ask: "General, do you want to discuss the next step and stop?"
"That's right." Wang Zheng drew a virtual circle around Pengcheng and said, "As Mr. You said, we are surrounded by enemies now."
"It has been nearly a month since we set off from Kaiyang. We need to capture the whole country of Pengcheng as soon as possible and connect the two counties at the same time!"
He finally decided to take the risk, split his troops into two groups, and captured four county towns at the same time.
General Tiangong has made a decision, and no one dares to have an opinion, not to mention that in any era, generals' promotion and wealth depend on war. Besides, when Zhang Zhao said those words before, everyone was present.
These counties have either gold mines, iron mines, or salt mines, and they are naturally eager to see them.
"The last general is willing to be a pioneer." Zhang Rao immediately raised his head and volunteered.
Having been praised and recognized by Wang Zheng in a short period of time, the former Yellow Turban Qushuai is now very active and excited.
"Major Zhang was delighted when he heard about the battle. He is a brave general!" Xian Wenyan praised him, and Wang Zheng immediately explained: "But this time I decided to divide the troops into four groups, and there is no such thing as a vanguard."
"Major Zhang will naturally lead the way." Wang Zheng pondered for a while and said: "How about you attack Shiqiu County in the north with one thousand territorial troops and five hundred heavenly troops?"
"Here!" Zhang Rao nodded quickly in agreement.
"Very good." He looked at everyone again and saw that Chen Jiao was pushed into a corner by Wu Sheng because the study room was not big. He couldn't help but smile and said: "Captain Chen?"
"The end is here!"
Chen Jiao, who had just been promoted to a military rank, quickly stepped forward and handed over his hand.
"The destruction of Pengcheng was also due to the success of you and your troops." Wang Zheng asked: "Are you willing to continue to perform meritorious services?"
"Serve the general to the death, and the general will never be left behind!" Hearing that Wang Zheng seemed to intend for him to lead the army alone this time, Chen Jiao brows with joy, and quickly puffed up his chest, with an impassioned look on his face: "Don't worry, general, the general and the general will not be left behind!"
My brothers will definitely live up to the general’s high expectations!”
"Can you regain your strength after a bloody battle?" Upon seeing this, Wang Zheng joked.
"To be honest, General," Chen Jiao was frothing at the mouth: "Actually, we rough guys are used to licking blood from the edge of the knife. We have been practicing every day these days, and everyone has already felt bored!"
His words had a Jianghu atmosphere, which made Wang Zheng couldn't help laughing: "That's very good."
"Then it's up to you to lead your troops to attack Wu County in the south."
After thinking for a while, Wang Zheng added: "I once heard Mr. Ni say that there are many troops stationed in Wu County. Your troops have just been tempered by a bloody battle and their vitality has been damaged. So..."
Looking at Wu Niu: "You can bring five hundred heavenly soldiers with you to help Captain Chen. You must obey his command!"
In fact, Mi Heng never mentioned Wu County to him. It was just that Chen Jiao had not entered the system. Wang Zheng was a little worried after all, so he just found an excuse.
"Here!" Wu Niu replied angrily.
"The general misses the general so much." Chen Jiao suddenly looked grateful and seemed to be quite moved. His eyes turned red and his tone was choked with sobs: "It's like a mountain of kindness and sympathy. The general... the general...
."
He seemed to be so excited that he couldn't control his emotions, to the point where his lips were trembling and he couldn't speak.
The acting is a bit exaggerated...
I am a man who has watched The Legend of Zhen Huan more than ten times. How dare you let me act out my inner drama?
Wang Zheng was a little speechless.
He has a system in hand and does not need to observe other people's words, expressions, or even actions!
If you, Chen Jiao, are really so moved and loyal, then my frame should have blue text saying "Apply to join the team"!
Wu Sheng on the side couldn't stand his behavior. He rolled his eyes and scolded Chen Jiao, who was much older than him:
"Old Chen, you are a man in his thirties, why do you get startled and cry when nothing happens? How can you... be so decent!"
Over the past year, the once thin young boy has now become thicker and stronger, and his voice has become loud and powerful, like the roar of a thundering beast, with great power.
Chen Jiao didn't dare to confront him, so he had no choice but to stop arguing and stopped.
"Wu Sheng!" Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows and scolded: "How can you speak like that to a colleague who is fighting a bloody battle with the enemy?"
There was no way, he had to take a stand.
After all, everyone knew in their hearts that the reason why Zhang Rao and Chen Jiao rarely fought with Wu Sheng was because of Wang Zheng.
It doesn’t matter whether he is beating a dog to see his master or not looking at the monk’s face to look at the Buddha’s face. After all, this is his chief role.
Seeing that Wang Zheng was angry, Wu Sheng also did not dare to refute, so he had to look angrily, shrank his head and hid behind Xu Fang.
But he was still mumbling in a low voice, as if to say:
"The prohibitions you issued at the beginning only said that colleagues were not allowed to fight, but they didn't say that quarrels were not allowed, right?"