Late that night, Wang Zheng was woken up by Zhang San.

"Master, Cheng Bokang wants to see you."

Wang Zheng narrowed his eyes, but still stood up, and with the help of Zhang San, he dressed neatly and went out to meet Cheng Bokang.

"Brother Bokang, why are you here? If you just want to give me advice, please don't say anything."

"hehe."

Cheng Bokang laughed and said, "I know that with your temper, you will not give up after something like this happens, so how can I persuade you?

After the incident, my subordinates got the news and immediately found out about Zhang Biejia's situation. I came here to deliver the news to you."

If Wang Zheng could destroy the Zhang family's fortress, the other aristocratic families would definitely turn into vicious wolves and devour the Zhang family skin and bones.

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There were no more than a thousand hunters carrying bows and arrows. Making a bow and arrow in that era was not an easy task. Just making a cow tendon bowstring would take several months, including separating the tendons and winding the thread.

Wang Zheng himself led the remaining 700 archers, more than 2,000 sickle-lance warriors, and 4,000 spearmen and slowly headed towards Zhang's Fort.

"What are the conditions? If someone takes action, they will eat meat. They can't take all the benefits, right?"

"Chen Fengning, you lead 500 sickle-lance warriors and 1,000 spearmen to go ahead. After you reach the fort, you will cook for the headquarters and then cut bamboo in the surrounding areas for backup."

More bamboo rafts continued to join in along the way. By the time they arrived in Yuzhou, there were over a thousand bamboo rafts and over ten thousand people on the group. When they were still ten miles away from Yuzhou, Wang Zheng chose a place to go ashore.

Looking at Cheng Bokang's departing back, Wang Zheng sighed. Salt, the most common thing in later generations, can kill people in this era.

Along the way, Wang Zheng saw that the march was a bit chaotic, so he asked Li Si to beat the gong in a rhythm of dong, dong, dong dong dong. Gradually, everyone's steps became uniform, giving the army a sense of military power.

The remaining seven or eight thousand people only had bamboo spears.

"I obey your orders."

"Brother Bokang, you'd better not have any ideas. Even I only dare to use it for my own benefit."

"It's like catching a turtle in a jar. Did the steward underestimate the city wall?"

Early the next morning, Wang Zheng set out with dozens of people from the imperial farm. Luo Wu led five hundred people to follow, and together they took a bamboo raft down the river.

"I obey your orders."

Zhang Zongheng, now 41 years old, is the head of the Zhang family in Yuzhou and the deputy governor of Yuzhou. His parents are still alive. He has three sons, two daughters and seven grandchildren. There are 5,000 clan members, most of whom live in Yuzhou city, half live in the Zhang family fortress, and the rest are scattered all over the place.

There were only three or four thousand warriors armed with sickle spears, and iron tools were also very valuable.

It is extremely difficult to attack a six-meter-high wall. Now Chen Fengning's face is full of bitterness when he looks at the dock.

The great scholars, the learned people, the benevolence, righteousness and morality are all false in the face of interests. The internal strife among the aristocratic families is the most bloody.

Zhang's Fortress is simply a city, and its defensiveness is even better than that of ordinary cities. At least its walls are much higher than those of Chang'an City.

When Cheng Bokang came to his senses, he felt bitter. He thought his status was still too low.

"I'm afraid this is also the intention of the other noble families in Yuzhou?"

"How does the chief steward decide to attack this iron wall?"

Chen Fengning also beat the gong and shouted, "Those who bring bamboo spears here will be fined fifty coins each."

Seeing that everyone had lined up, Wang Zheng began to arrange tasks.

Words like simple and kind are only suitable for ordinary people.

Besides, the state capital occupies the great justice of the court, while a small fortress is just a personal grudge. The chief steward should be able to distinguish the importance. "

It is impossible for a noble family that has been rooted for hundreds of years to be without enemies. When encountering foreign enemies, they will naturally unite as one, but once someone is in trouble, the others will never give up the opportunity to expand.

"Three or two months is enough time for two round trips. In that case, I won't delay the steward's rest."

"Brother Bokang, are you encouraging me to attack Zhang's fortress?"

"Niu Laosan, take three hundred archers and patrol the area outside the Zhang's fort. Set fire to the mountain and see if there are any secret passages connecting to the fort."

Li Si began to beat the gong and shouted, "Those with bows come forward, and each will receive one ounce of silver."

"That's no problem. Will the steward need some ships from someone tomorrow?"

Luo Wu also struck the gong and shouted, "Come here if you have sickles and spears. Each of you will be paid 100 coins."

"No, Brother Bokang, if you have an empty ship, you can go to Xuzhou Wuyang to help me buy some salty stones. I can buy them from you at a price of ten cents per load."

"Where can I find salty stone in Wuyang? I hope the steward can tell me."

"Go up the Huai River and ask around Shahe. There is open-pit ore. A young man can mine 100 dan of ore a day. It's all useless stuff. Brother Bokang just need to transport it as much as possible within three to two months."

"Hehe, nothing can be hidden from the steward."

After Cheng Bokang finished speaking, he took out a few pieces of white paper from his arms and handed them to Wang Zheng.

When the army moves out, the idle people retreat.

"Zhang San, take 300 archers, 1,000 sickle-lance warriors, and 3,000 spearmen to the north gate of Zhang's fortress. Just defend it and don't attack. The main thing is to prevent the Zhang clan from breaking out. Can you do it?"

Wang Zheng chuckled and said, "You think this is an iron wall, but to me it's just a big jar, and the people inside are no different from old turtles."

"I can do it well, master, don't worry."

Cheng Bokang nodded generously, "Compared with Yuzhou City, although the walls of Zhang's fortress are seven feet higher, the number of soldiers is less than half, and there are only young and strong men in the fortress, which is always slightly weaker than the soldiers in the state capital.

Zhang's Fort was built in the Eastern Jin Dynasty. It is located 20 miles east of Yuzhou City and covers an area of ​​two miles. The wall is 20 feet high and 3 feet thick. There are two gates in the north and south, and there are always 1,000 young and strong guards.

Wang Zheng nodded and said calmly, "Alright, I will start tomorrow. Brother Bokang, please prepare yourself and tell them that Wu Yi cannot suffer any more."

Cheng Bokang was shocked when he heard this, "Can the chief steward refine salt from salty rocks?"

"You will know if you underestimate it or not if you try it."

Wang Zheng had people stand up the cut bamboos at intervals of two meters. After twenty-five bamboos were stood up per hundred square meters, they connected twenty-five bamboos horizontally and twenty-five bamboos vertically at a height of one person with bamboo strips.

After repeating this four times, the height of the bamboo frame had exceeded that of Zhang's Fort. After adding two more floors, the height of the bamboo frame when people stood on it was much higher than that of Zhang's Fort.

After adding a bamboo springboard on the top layer, Wang Zheng asked a hundred people to try it out, and they were able to move the bamboo frame easily.

The entire 100-square-meter bamboo frame, including the bamboo springboard, does not use more than 400 bamboos. One person is equivalent to bearing the weight of less than four bamboos, so it is naturally nothing.