With the wave to stop Wang Feng continue to kiss up to.

Wei Zheng turned to the hot-burning department behind him and shouted, "The first Wu brothers get ready. You can’t stab a blood hole in the body of the first wild boar and meet the second wild boar. When you continue to go back, whoever has no blood on the spear will cancel the pork at noon."
When a long tusk bigger than yesterday comes out directly from the mouth …
Less on the surface, after the wild boar appeared in front of everyone, it was more fierce than yesterday
The hot faces of many ministries turned pale directly, and some people clenched their pike hands and began to tremble unconsciously after hearing the wild boar howl.
Seeing that Wei Zheng was directly depressed here, Dantian encouraged a group of ministries and said, "What are you still doing? The first five brothers immediately stepped out of the queue and prepared for the spike. Are you so many people even afraid of the wild boar?"
Wei Zheng suddenly came to drink violently and woke everyone from panic.
Weizheng ordered ten departments to come out with guns quickly.
The flat-ended pike slowly approached the pit.
Aim that iron gun with dense chill at the wild boar in the pit, then take a step forward with your left foot and wait for the order of Wei Zheng Da to stab.
"The first Wu brothers all killed …" Glanced at the guards with different expressions around them and ordered decisively.
"Kill …"
Around the pit, ten departments issued a loud roar at the same time, and suddenly thrust forward the pike in their hands.
"Before … before …"
A slight pike went into the meat pit and just howled. The wild boar suddenly breathed and collapsed into the pit, motionless.
Not only that, there are ten blood holes left in the body of the ten-pike wild boar, and a large stream of bright red blood keeps pouring out of the boar’s stomach like a fountain, and soon the pit ground will be dyed red.
Wei Zheng, although he saw that several departments were firing their guns with their eyes closed, was better to motivate everyone to look satisfied with everyone directly. He praised, "No matter whether you were killed by a blind cat, you fired your guns with your eyes closed or you really fired your guns according to my training requirements. From this point of view, you have already got started with the pike."
Out of ten people, the horse turned red with excitement after hearing a face praised by Wei Zheng.
Yu shot with his eyes closed. It was a blind cat that killed his face, but he showed a heartfelt shame expression
However, this expression was quickly covered by perseverance, because they all secretly vowed that if they had the opportunity to carry out actual combat again, they would stab the pike firmly into the target body according to the training of the master.
After watching everyone’s reaction, Wei Zheng continued with a satisfied face. "The first five brothers passed the actual combat department. Congratulations, you can all get half a catty of pork at noon."
"Now I order the first five brothers to stay and carry you back to stab the wild boar. By the way, dig the pit and dig half a foot deep, and throw the soil stained with pig blood away. The remaining two brothers will go to a pit with me."
Chapter VII Opening Battle of Tartars
It is unexpected for Wei Zheng to harvest four wild boars in a pit, but it also proves that he is very lucky to guard a Baoshan. If he can get enough food outside the mountain, he can train his soldiers into a real iron elite with countless prey in the mountains
Four wild boars, except one for Wang Feng to practice stabbing.
The remaining three wild boars are just one of them.
When the spear head of each pike team is stained with blood, the face of the whole pike team has been turned upside down.
Come on, the morale is high, and the pike team has faintly exuded a murderous look.
If these people’s thin bodies can be twice as strong, it is certain that the 31-person pike team will be an elite with strong fighting capacity.
Compared with a series of functions, spearmen can attack, retreat and defend at a low price.
Knife shield hand battlefield is much smaller.
The long gunner in the battlefield between the two armies is suspected to be the main force in the frontal battlefield, which can not only assassinate the enemy from a long distance, but also defend the cavalry. In addition to helping the long gunner defend the arrows, the knife and shield hand only has to crush the other infantry defense line to open a breakthrough and try to hunt down the enemy.
Not only that, in Wei Zheng’s dream, he wants to develop and strengthen his own strength, and his troops are equipped with a large number of new muskets, so the knife shield hand must be the first one to be eliminated.
Compared with myself, I attach importance to the defense of the long gunners. I only rehearse some simple knife methods of the 29 th Army broadsword team in the later generations, and then keep the long spearmen to fight for their own food, so that the long spearmen can have more powerful fighting and life-saving ability.
Another day of training has passed.
Weizheng just dragged himself tired and went back to the room with a dignified face. Zhaoyun followed closely and came in.
Before Wei Zheng spoke, Zhao Yun reported, "It’s a very bad news that we are running out of food."
"According to our original idea, even if we feed everyone dry every meal and add half a catty to a catty of wild pork per person every day to supplement the surplus food for four days, there should be no big problem."
"But the plan won’t change …"
"Usually it is enough to eat so much every day when people don’t have military training, but now it’s different. After one day of training, the brothers’ appetite has increased by 30%."
"Although there are a lot of wild boar to supplement it, the huge food consumption is still an unprecedented test for us."
"Chef Lao Wang just found me. According to the current food consumption rate, we will be out of food for two days at the latest …"
Wei Zheng’s tired face was quickly replaced by dignity and said to himself, "Now it seems that our plan to grab food from the mountains must be advanced …"
Say that finish, an expression of unprecedented determination will appear on Weizheng’s face.
Zhao Yun in front of him ordered, "Zhao Dage, your horse called Mr. Wang, too. We will discuss a plan to rob the grain in the coming mountain and strive to win the first battle …"
Wang Feng and Zhaoyun successively entered the room and after hearing the general idea in Weizheng’s heart.
Zhaoyun shook his head like a rattle at Weizheng, and urged, "We can rob food wherever we go, and we must never go to Mushroom Valley. We have lost 70 brothers in Mushroom Valley two days ago, and we must never die in vain again …"
Weizheng didn’t speak and turned his head to Wang Fengshen.
Wang Feng frowned and sighed and said, "If Zhao Brothers really want to go out to grab food, they say that Mushroom Valley is really our best choice."
See weizheng nodded his head and motioned for himself to continue to go to Wang Feng to continue to analyze.
"Although our attack on Mushroom Valley failed and we lost 70 brothers, we have to admit that Jinda, the back of Mushroom Valley, is the patrol stronghold with the least troops in the surrounding area. It is very beneficial for us to remove the last 15 from the two killed by us."
"What’s more important is that the edge of the mountain at Mushroom Valley is far from the main force of the Tatars, which is very convenient for us to retreat."
After two days’ understanding of the surrounding environment and the surrounding post-Jin Dynasty, and knowing the historical environment, the decision to send troops to Mushroom Valley has long been made.
However, even if I am a stockade owner and the cottage has a high prestige.
In order to cultivate the independent thinking ability of our department, Wei Zheng did not force two people to execute orders.
Because of this, after doing too many things, our department will gradually lose its self-thinking ability. If this goes on for a long time, the two departments in front of us will become a general who has not finished thinking and carrying out orders.
Cast a admiring look on Wang Feng, and the defender said firmly, "Mr. Wang’s analysis is good and attacking Mushroom Valley is our best and only choice."
Zhaoyun’s face was just resolutely opposed, and his expression quickly became dim. He replied to Weizheng with a face of nai, "In this case, I support us to play mushroom valley, but the whole plan must be weeks. We can’t afford to lose the cottage."
Wei Zheng’s face flashed an undetected smile and then calmly analyzed as much as possible. "Since everyone agrees, let’s study how to fight this battle well …"
Dark night covers the pike team, and there is no night blindness. Sixteen long-sought-after guards lead a black suit, just like a black ghost slowly approaching the mushroom valley in the night.
Located two kilometers behind everyone, all the bandits left in the stronghold are led by Zhao Yun, holding torches and taking time to meet behind the sneak attack troops at any time.
Mushroom Valley, the largest town outside the mountain, has always been inhabited by about 500 people. However, due to the arrival of the Dalai Lama, 500 people will be sent to Houjin to be slaves of the Dalai Lama in a few months.
All the houses in the town were dark and dead except for a fire.
Wang Feng, who followed Wei Zheng’s side, reported that "the Dalai Lama stayed in the town compound when we attacked, and it’s amazing that it hasn’t moved yet."
Although the previous attack failed, everyone knew the road and situation of Mushroom Valley clearly.
Although the town roads are still covered with a large number of brothers’ bodies left in the stronghold during the attack on Tatars, Wang Feng led a dozen people to approach the compound of Tatars quietly.