It was already midnight when Wang Zheng returned to the camp.
Silence.
He walked into the house, briefly treated the injuries on his hands, and then lay half-lying on the bed with his clothes on.
A lamp is like a bean, dimly illuminating the chaotic thoughts.
Just as he was inexplicably unable to sleep, the sound of footsteps was heard in the distance. Wang Zheng raised his eyebrows, but calmed down instantly.
The man walked briskly and trotted all the way. When he just entered the door, Wang Zheng opened his eyes.
The person who came was none other than Wu Sheng.
Wang Zheng looked around and saw that although Wu Sheng was covered in blood, he was full of energy and energetic, so he knew that the other Wubao had been completed.
He raised the corners of his mouth and asked directly: "What are the casualties?"
"Only a few people were slightly injured." Wu Sheng said with a smile.
"That's good. If you have nothing else to do, just go and rest." Wang Zheng casually warned and closed his eyes again.
After a while, no footsteps or door push were heard.
He opened it again and looked at Wu Sheng doubtfully.
Wu Sheng was seen gearing up, with an unprecedented look of excitement on his face.
"What's wrong?" Wang Zheng asked.
"Azheng, this feeling is really good." Wu Sheng muttered something, but he only said this sentence without any follow-up. It seemed that he didn't know how to explain clearly, so he just closed his eyes suddenly, as if he was immersed in the aftertaste.
.
The poison of snobbishness, the fragrance of arrogance, the fragrance that both seduces and kills.
Wang Zheng is a little funny.
He thought about how he felt when he made a decision between life and death. He thought it was the first time Wu Sheng led a team and gave orders, and he suddenly felt the desire for power, which was quite understandable.
This is human nature, and being ambitious is not a bad thing.
He smiled and joked: "Okay, don't get intoxicated. There will be plenty of opportunities in the future."
"Azheng, this is what you said." Wu Sheng was overjoyed when he heard this, and immediately wanted to come closer for a hug, but Wang Zheng casually kicked him away.
"Okay, let's go."
"Okay, okay." Wu Sheng tiptoed toward the door.
When he reached the door, he turned around and was about to close the door.
"Remember to hand over the people and objects brought back from Zuo's Wubao to Xu Fang tomorrow and let him place them together."
Wang Zheng's casual words before turning off the lights made Wu Sheng pause in his steps, with a look of astonishment on his face.
He was about to say something, but he hesitated. He stared blankly at the darkness ahead, and finally didn't speak again.
When he walked far away to a deserted place, Wu Sheng touched his head, his face showed distress, and he couldn't help but murmured in a low voice:
"The person you brought back?"
"Where is there anyone else?"
...
The next day.
The two forts gained a lot, including a lot of leather armor and short weapons, and nearly 30 crossbows, which are currently the most scarce items in the royal army.
In addition to the previous captures, most of the short-term armor and armor were first given to the Tianzhu Battalion. They exhausted all resources and finally managed to manage more than a hundred people. At first glance, it looked like a strong and elite army.
This was not because Wang Zheng was partial, but because he had already planned it. In order to make the siege of the city smoother, the Tianzhu camp was in the most urgent need of increasing its combat power.
You must know that Julu County had as many as fifteen counties at this time. Although due to years of war and the deployment of the Qingzhou Army to camp outside the city, the population of each county was depleted and there were not many garrison troops. Zhao County was an exception.
Because of its geographical location, it is extremely strategic!
The finished glyph of Zhao County and the other two counties sandwiched Liao (ying) Tao County (the county seat of Julu County). These important military places naturally received great attention in Julu County during these troubled times.
The garrison numbered several hundred, and although the city wall was made of rammed earth, it was eight meters high and very strong.
Once the city gate is closed, its defensive capabilities are by no means comparable to that of ordinary county towns. Without sufficient siege equipment and means, it will be extremely difficult to capture the city in a short time.
This is actually the reason why Wang Zheng has never made it clear to others, and it is also the most important reason.
When you are the siege party, the wall is thick and difficult to attack, which is a disadvantage, but if you are in a different position, it is a great advantage.
Of course, the priority now is to reduce the difficulty.
In the afternoon of that day, more than a hundred strong men in yellow turbans, led by Wu Sheng, first set out for Zhao County in disguise.
At the same time, Wang Zheng made his first and last inspection of the military camp.
When he walked to the school grounds, Wu Niu was doing drills with two Tiangang troops. He was currently the only person in the Tiangang army who was proficient in martial arts.
At this moment, some of these people were holding rush-made spears, while others were using homemade bamboo spears instead. They lined up in a scattered line and continued to practice assassination.
"Enter!"
"prick!"
Wu Niu was patrolling the field while barking out instructions in a rough voice.
This big man doesn't understand military training and has never been a coach. He can barely cope with this position. First, he is the best choice at present. Second, after the two thousand Tiangang troops have entered the system, they obey Wang Zheng's orders. General
Since they have been ordered to practice, at least they are serious and obedient in attitude, and they are no longer as casual and perfunctory as before.
Seeing Wang Zheng, Wu Niu quickly ran over and bowed respectfully.
"General Tiangong!"
Wang Zheng nodded and looked at the soldiers training on the field. The expression on his face remained unchanged, but he was filled with emotion in his heart.
After all, I thought too much.
In such a short period of time, these people may not have been able to distinguish between left and right, and they are not yet familiar with the formation, yet I still have expectations.
"Keep practicing."
"promise!"
When he turned his head, Wang Zheng's face looked a little disappointed, but his eyes became firmer.
No matter what, the time of raising troops cannot be changed.
Just tomorrow!
...
On the third day, it was just dawn.
The five thousand heavenly troops had all gathered at the school grounds at this time.
Their clothes were shabby, their posture was loose, and a few of them were equipped with rush-made wooden guns.
Most of the weapons in their hands were all kinds of strange, including hoes and wooden axes.
This was the state of the peasant rebellion in the early stages and even for a long time afterwards.
But this one is a little different after all.
Under the influence of the system, when Wang Zheng was present, they formed an orderly formation. Thousands of people were neatly arranged, and their movements were consistent. They already had a somewhat regular military atmosphere.
Wang Zheng walked up to the high platform. He was wearing armor and carrying a sword today. He had a tall and straight figure. His expression was calm but not angry and intimidating. His captivating eyes swept the audience. He clearly had the air of a general.
After several times of building momentum, enough has been said, so there is no need to talk nonsense at this time.
"Set off!"
Following Wang Zheng's order, five thousand heavenly troops filed out, forming a long snake team that stretched for miles, snaking out from the military camp and heading towards the goal.
Behind them, there is also a team of old, weak, women and children, either carrying heavy backpacks or pushing cattle, hanging at the back as slowly as a snail.
There was another group of people who stopped where they were.
Among them were old and weak women and children, as well as young and strong men, totaling about two to three thousand people.
On that day, when the blood of thousands of people surged, they bowed their heads and said they were willing to die for the general. In just a few days, most of the people who could not be restrained by the system regarded it as empty words.
They are either accustomed to peace and unwilling to leave, or they are greedy for life and afraid of death and do not want to go into battle, but they have forgotten that Wang Zheng has taken away all the rations and utensils this time. How long can they stay?
Wang Zheng couldn't understand this stupid behavior, but he could understand it.
Unless there is a desperate situation, there are always many people who are lucky.
If the paths are different, then let’s go separate ways.
If there were other peasant uprising armies, they would have to coerce them in order to gain momentum because of their large numbers. However, Wang Zheng did not need to do this. Since he had a system, he was more willing to take the route of elite soldiers, and he wished that the more idiots like him, the better.
It would be best for these people to stay voluntarily.
It means moving forward with a heavy load. The less burden you have, the more pleasure you will have.