In the dense forest in the mountainous area not far from Liu Zejun camping, deep in the forest, countless soldiers were covered with thick mattresses and thick quilts, lying quietly there.

There were soldiers from the kitchen squad walking beside the soldiers and asked in a low voice: "Can you change the hot water?"

There was a soldier who took out a sheepskin water bag from the quilt, poured the already cold water into the bucket of the kitchen, then poured the hot hot water brought by the kitchen, and stuffed it into his quilt, humming comfortably.

The kitchen team whispered to the soldiers: "Eat for the fourth update, don't oversleep, then, everyone will remind each other."

Everyone nodded: "Old man, don't worry, I would rather not sleep than make sure I can't miss the meal." One ten people promised for a long time.

"That's good. This is the last time I've sent hot water. I have to start cooking with my brothers."

"Old man, what food is it?"

"You can't be wrong. The steamed buns steamed with fresh wheat in one water are enough. There is also dog meat soup to drive away the cold and strengthen the aphrodisiac, and it is enough."

A soldier joked: "I said to you, if you drink dog meat soup, there will be no war to relieve the fire at dawn. Then don't blame your brothers for being jealous and running home to find your wife."

Everyone laughed softly.

The old man spat: "You damn, you don't even know where your mother-in-law is. You're still a wife, you're thinking beautiful. It's dawn, fight well, one head, one level, five taels of silver. Cut a few more and save money to find a wife."

When everyone heard this, they all felt excited again and they no longer had sleepiness. They planned how many heads they could cut off in the battle at dawn.

In Wang Xuejun's army, the soldiers' military pay was one or five cents, and they would never be owed.

But here is essentially different from the Ming army.

The Ming army stipulated that one or two cents of military pay was paid, not to mention the lack of any. Just one or two cents of military pay was also deducted from the soldiers' food and clothing.

Therefore, working hard in a soldier is actually not as profitable as a market slaughtering pigs.

Therefore, in the late Ming Dynasty, the soldiers were all military households who could not do anything; or those recruited were all desperate gangsters and idle men, and they were just a waste of time to come to the military camp.

So, it appeared that whenever the war broke out, before the war could be fought, everyone would scatter.

It will appear, and one battle will lose tens of thousands or tens of thousands of yuan.

But don't worry, as long as the battle is over, at night, those soldiers who have "destroyed" will emerge from the field and return to the barracks to be your soldiers.

There is no way to do this if such a situation occurs. Who made the later Ming Dynasty finance completely collapse?

If you don’t have money and food, who will fight for you?

But now Wang Xuejun is not short of money.

The soldiers are paying military pay, food, clothing and equipment, all of which are provided by the government.

As long as you cut off a head, you will be able to get five taels of silver with one hand and get one hand. You will be promoted to one level.

In other words, if a soldier cuts off one head, you can go from a soldier who originally held one or five cents of silver to a five-star who took two taels of silver, and so on.

If you can win twenty heads in one battle, you can be promoted to garrison directly. In Wang Xuejun's newly reorganized army, he is the commander of the thousand men.

It’s a pity that this goal is out of reach. If you really can win twenty heads in one battle, you will be a monster.

On the huge battlefield, if you don’t lose your life, it’s the Bodhisattva’s blessing.

The old guy returned to his kitchen camp, where the charcoal fire was shining red.

The cage on the big pot was already steaming.

Gu Hu

However, since it was burning with coke, it did not have the smell of fireworks at all. No wonder Liu Zeqing's patrol patrol method of observing the fireworks in the enemy camp to detect the location of the enemy camp was ineffective.

On the back of a cliff, along with the cliff, there is a small tent, painted black tent, hidden in the night, and it is integrated. If you don’t know, it is difficult to find even if you walk closer.

A hurried figure lifted the thick curtain of the tent, and a ray of light mixed with a heat coming to his face.

He quickly got in. The tent was brightly lit. Wang Xuejun, Zhang Ziyan, and several female soldiers and generals were all dressed neatly, and the huge map on the opposite side was talking.

Seeing this man come in, Wang Xuejun turned his head and looked: "Come on, Xingguo, get ahead and talk about the emotions of the soldiers?"

The honest Zhang Xingguo quickly replied: "Grandmaster."

This is an old man, who is used to calling Wang Xuejun the Grand Commander, which reveals even more intimacy and is also a symbol of the old man's identity.

"Grandmaster, the soldiers nowadays can no longer sleep peacefully. They are looking forward to the fourth update, and then ask you to take everyone to kill the enemy. The soldiers can't wait."

Wang Xuejun laughed: "I guess you will be there if I can't wait for it."

Zhang Xingguo scratched his head honestly, leaving only a foolish giggle.

This original Zhang Houshi, you looked at him honestly, but in several battles, he was like a crazy tiger, staring with his eyes and screaming, always leading the way to kill the enemy at the forefront.

Therefore, it has won the admiration of countless soldiers.

During this reorganization of the army, he was appointed as the commander of ten thousand men and was appointed as the general of the rank of senators.

During this reorganization, Wang Xuejun abandoned the confused organization of the ancient army, and directly adopted the scale of fifty hundred, five hundred, thousands, and ten thousand men, which made people understand it at first glance.

However, in order to pay wages and benefits, and to allow those deputy or staff to enjoy the benefits they should enjoy, Wang Xuejun retained the title of hundreds of households and thousands of households of the Ming army to the governor, but this was only used as the standard for subsidies for military pay.

Wang Xuejun shouted "Hello" about the morale of the army brought back by Zhang Xingguo.

"The morale of the army is available and morale is available. This battle, but with this point, we will be sure to win."

The head coach's emotions immediately infected the generals in the tent, and everyone was eager to try.

"Now I order."

All the generals immediately stood up and straightened their chests.

"The mission of Zhang Xingguo 10,000 team is to directly insert the enemy and their civilian camp after the battle is launched, separate the civilians from their army, and order the civilians to surrender and not let them sacrifice innocently."

Zhang Xingguo immediately retorted: "Why is it me? I want to charge."

Wang Xuejun turned cold and said, "Abide by the order."

Zhang Xingguo's lips flew up and down and shrank to the side.

"The other three 10,000-man teams will do their best to divide and surround the enemy and give them annihilation."

Everyone shouted yes in excitement.

"I will take over 1,300 Kunlun slaves on behalf of you, and directly take Liu Ze to the camp and capture Liu Ze to the camp alive."

Zhang Ziyan immediately stood up and asked: "What is that lady responsible for?"

Wang Xuejun smiled and said, "Take out your strengths and be responsible for the coach camp to prepare a celebration banquet for everyone."

"Do you dare to underestimate me?" Zhang Ziyan picked up the table and called it regardless of what it was.
Chapter completed!