After hearing what Wang Zhian said, the county lieutenant sighed in his heart.

"Jiangxin Island is the imperial estate after all. It is not good for you to act so stubbornly."

Wang Zhian's narrowed eyes flashed with coldness, and he asked in a cold voice: "What objection do you have?"

The county lieutenant bowed and said, "I have no objection and will follow your orders."

Wang Zheng had a good sleep and had breakfast. Now he is discussing things with Luo Wu in Jiang An.

"Cheng Bokang has just sent someone to inform me of the situation. Wang Zhian has decided to gather the whole county's strength to attack us. It is estimated that they should be able to gather about 2,000 men, but I can only muster 800 men.

The weapons and armor of both sides are similar. We often fish and hunt, so we should be better at fighting than them, but they have a great advantage in numbers after all, so the outcome is hard to predict."

Wang Zheng saw that the enemy camp was in a state of turmoil, and immediately said to Luo Wu, "Now is the time, charge forward with all your strength."

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They didn't walk very fast, just leisurely strolling. After all, everyone had just eaten, so they had to walk slowly. Besides, there was open terrain just two or three miles away, so there was no need to rush.

Wang Zheng was thinking whether he could include such a paragraph when he writes his autobiography in the future.

When Wang Zheng and Luo Wu leisurely arrived at the selected place, Wang Zhian arrived here almost at the same time.

Wang Zheng knew that this battle would be easy, but he never expected it to be so easy. Wang Zheng thought that it would at least take a while to fight.

When I was still a young man, I encountered an enemy for the first time. I used fried kudzu powder to tease him in front of the battle line, and the enemy cried with envy.

Luo Wu thought for a moment and said, "That's true, but it's too early to tell what Cheng Bokang will choose in the end. Besides, those farmers may not be so bad, right?"

"Zhang San, set up the pot and find some firewood to start making fried noodles. Those hungry and tired people over there can smell the aroma."

The scene of eight hundred Ba people roaring and waving their sickles and spears in a fearless manner and charging forward was so terrifying that Wang Zhian was so frightened that he was stunned for a moment.

Wang Zheng looked from afar and saw that the dark group of people on the opposite side seemed quite imposing. However, knowing their true situation, Wang Zheng did not feel any fear.

After feeling the wind direction, Wang Zheng asked Zhang San to leave a few pieces of fat and a few pounds of kudzu powder, and then take a pot with him on the road later.

But since you are here to fight, then you should fight well. What do you mean by frying noodles in front of the battle? When Wang Zhian looked around, he found that everyone was basically swallowing their saliva. Some people even took out their dry food to chew. Their lungs were about to explode.

Wang Zheng smiled disdainfully and said, "When it comes to a battle, one should plan ahead. The one who plans more will win more. Although Wang Zhian has more people, we have Cheng Bokang and others as internal support, so it's basically a draw.

"Pass the order, you can't eat now. If the enemy comes to attack you, how can you kill them if you have just eaten? When the time comes, you can just wait to be killed like chickens."

A dozen Ba people were arranged to advance along the hilly highlands, to inquire for information along the way, to see how far Wang Zhian's troops were from them, and to report the enemy's movements at any time.

He wasn't crying from greed, but Wang Zhian was feeling really uncomfortable. He had been planning to rest here, eat something, and then go on to kill them all at once.

Unexpectedly, after the Ba people launched the charge, the enemy simply ran away, leaving only a few people on the field, including the county magistrate Wang Zhian.

But who knew that the enemy would actually come here to fight me? Now I have no chance to rest or eat and drink. This is still a small matter.

It is recorded in history that when the Ba people met with a battle, they would sing beforehand and dance afterwards, often to intimidate the enemy in front of the battle line.

The county lieutenant's face turned pale. He turned around and saw that Cheng Bokang was leading his troops to evacuate. He sighed deeply, winked at his men, and immediately turned his horse around and ran away.

Luo Wu thought about it and agreed with Wang Zheng's suggestion.

Let's start cooking now. After we've eaten and drunk, we'll go out to an open area three miles away to wait for them. By the time they arrive, they'll be tired and hungry. Even if they have two thousand men working together, we can still defeat them with one blow."

After everyone had eaten and drunk their fill, Wang Zheng asked everyone to get on the road immediately.

After all, Wang Zhian was born into a prominent family, so he knew that one should not rush to eat or have enough food before a war. Even if he did not have any talent, at least he had some knowledge.

Wang Zheng, wearing cloth armor and with a straight sword hanging from his waist, was riding on a horse, walking side by side with Luo Wu in front.

Zhang San agreed and started working immediately. After a while, he set up the pot, found some hay and started to refine the oil. There was no moisture in the bacon anymore, so the oil came out immediately when the pot was heated.

What followed was the aroma of bacon. When the oil was almost refined and the enemies on the opposite side were much closer, a handful of dried kudzu powder was sprinkled on it, and suddenly the aroma of pancakes wafted up.

Many of the other side are ordinary farmers who have never seen blood, or they were forced to come by Wang Zhian. A round of arrows and the wailing on the battlefield will scare away half of them. Do you believe it?"

Amidst loud roars, Wang Zheng rushed out first, followed closely by Luo Wu. When the Ba people saw Wang Zheng and their leader rushing forward, they also followed suit, shouting.

Wang Zheng nodded and said, "What you said makes sense, so we have to take the initiative to fight and show our strength. First of all, we can intimidate the enemy with our momentum.

In order to boost morale, Wang Zheng took out all his bacon. Although there were many people and little meat, each person could get half a pound. Having meat to eat would help them hold out longer when the fight started.

"Okay."

Luo Wu, who was beside Wang Zheng, couldn't help swallowing his saliva when he smelled the fragrance. He said, "This smell is too fragrant. Even I feel like eating it after just having a full meal. How can those people on the other side stand it?"

All the Ba people kept shouting and jumping forward on the ridges of the wheat fields and hillsides. Their speed was surprisingly fast. Many of them started later than Wang Zheng, but they quickly surpassed Wang Zheng who was riding a horse.

When Wang Zhian came back to his senses from his daze, there were only a few servants left around him, whom he brought from his hometown, shivering around him.

The large army brought by Wang Zhian had all run away, and all that could be seen were the Ba people holding sickles and spears with fierce looks on their faces.

Wang Zhian looked around, thought about it for a moment, and knew what was going on.

After being silent for a while, Wang Zhian smiled. As the smile spread across his face, he began to laugh. The laughter became louder and louder, and finally turned into a shrill sound.

Wang Zheng rode up on horseback, looked at Wang Zhian, and asked, "You, what are you laughing at?"