Wang Ze was very cunning and knew how to endure, but he was just an obstetrician after all, and had not commanded thousands of troops. Faced with the chaotic situation, he really lacked experience.

Thousands of church members, surrounded by rioters, belonged to dozens of halls. In order to keep the secrets, only a few people knew each other and suddenly started to communicate and contact became the most fatal problem.

Many people can only follow the crowd, and they will beat them as well as others will retreat. When they encounter changes, they will be very chaotic.

Wang Ze ran around surrounded by his confidants. He wanted everyone to see him and let them continue to attack.

Wang Ning'an had prepared four identical heads, and hung them all on all sides of the general's mansion at the same time. The roars of soldiers shook the world. The Manichaeists were finally afraid. They wandered and looked at the head in surprise. They didn't believe that the big dragon head with great power would die, but the head was placed in front of them. How could they explain?

When hesitated, Yang Huaiyu led his troops to finally kill in. After a night of fighting, Yang Huaiyu's eyes were red like rabbits, and only blood was left in his world.

I don’t know how much the knife in my hand has been replaced, and my whole body is covered with condensed and blackened blood, layer by layer, making people fatter.

They rush hard, and the Manichaeans began to defeat and flee in all directions.

The more fierce you come, the more embarrassed you will be.

Yang Huaiyu was rushing forward and happened to meet Wang Ze and his party.

"kill!"

He rushed forward first, and the two guardians rushed out. Yang Huaiyu's body shook slightly, avoided the other party's spear, and slashed the knife from his hand left and right. The two guardians' necks were spewed out of blood, and the horse was dragged out for more than ten steps before they fell down.

The Yang family's troops followed closely, screaming and pounced on them.

...

"The reinforcements have arrived, and I am finally alive."

Jia Changchao trembled and took off his helmet, shook his almost broken neck a few times, and breathed a sigh of relief. The cold sweat just now soaked his hair, and Jia Xianggong no longer felt at all, but he was in a good mood.

"Boy, what's going on with that head? Did you really kill Wang Ze?"

Wang Ning'an grinned and smiled. He asked someone to take another head, "Please look, sir."

Jia Changchao was a little scared, so he took it over and laughed when he saw it clearly.

There is no human head, it is clearly a white-fried bun!

Use flour to make the size of a human head, make some messy hair on the head, apply chicken blood on the neck, facial features on the face, and eyeballs protruding outside the eye sockets, look exactly the same as they are.

Hanging on the flagpole, looking from a distance, it is really a head.

The one who helped Wang Ning'an made it was Zhang Wenyuan, who had been with him for many years. Zhang Wenyuan was very familiar with his master's appearance and was supervised by him, which was perfect.

After figuring it out, Jia Changchao smiled and said to a chrysanthemum.

"You really have it! Is there anything wrong with your ideas? Let me tell you together."

It’s also a great scholar, this is called a magic trick!

Wang Ning'an said calmly: "Zhang Wenyuan used to write a document for Wang Ze. He knew the secret code communication of the Mani Ming Cult. Now the Maniche is in chaos and it is just right to take advantage of the troubled waters!"

Jia Changchao knocked on his thighs, squinted his eyes, and nodded constantly.

It is indeed a good idea. The Manei Ming Cult is in chaos, and they should taste the power of the court!

Jia Changchao immediately ordered his subordinates to take the documents forged by Zhang Wenyuan and contact the Manichaeism everywhere, lead them out, and catch them all in one go...

Yang Huaiyu rushed inside, and Wang Ning'an almost recognized it. The boy just snorted at Wang Ning'an and bowed: "The last general wants to quell the rebellion, please take care of the general."

Yang Huaiyu rushed towards the retreating thief, and he really felt a bit heroic and savorous.

"What a stinky thing? I haven't seen your unlucky virtue!"

Wang Ning'an complained in his heart, and he hurriedly called Liang Dagang, and he could not let go when he made a fortune. He wanted to get out and make some military achievements.

"Stop it."

Jia Changchao suddenly turned black, "Wang Erlang, come with me."

After repelling the thieves, Jia Xianggong restored his majesty. He really had the smell of a prime minister for a while, which made Wang Ningan feel furious. He was not polite just now. If the old man took revenge and wanted to cause trouble for himself, it would be difficult to deal with!

But then I thought about it, the person surnamed Jia was in trouble, so he had no time to pay attention to him!

Two people with great worries arrived at the study. Jia Chang sat upright and kept looking at Wang Ning'an. Wang Ning'an was also unwilling to be outdone and stared at Lao Jia with a smile, making him feel more relaxed and comfortable.

Jia Changchao nodded secretly. He was indeed a monster. This kid knew that he didn't need to beg me, it was me who asked him!

"Oh, Wang Erlang, it's indeed a young hero. If the command is determined, I will definitely recommend it to the court and ask Your Majesty to reuse it." Seeing that Wang Ning'an was still smiling, Jia Changchao gritted his teeth. He really didn't show off his eagle!

"Let's do this, you're too young and not suitable to stand out too early. I recommend your father as Baoyilang."

Wang Ning'an curled his lips, full of disdain.

"If I remember well, Bao Yilang is the ninth-rank military officer. His Majesty directly rewarded me as a ninth-rank Rulin Lang. I didn't even want it. You are too stingy."

"Pooh!"

Jia Chang spat in anger, "Boy, your Rulin Lang is a savory meal. Can you be the same as me?"

"What's the difference?" Wang Ning'an said curiously.

Jia Changchao chuckled, "If your father becomes Baoyilang, I can promote him to take over as the commander of Cangzhou. In just half a year, I will transfer him to Daming Mansion and take over as the commander of Tianxiong Army, and manage 2,500 people. From then on, even if he is my husband, can you still suffer a loss? Within five years, I can make Lingzun become a seventh-rank official."

"It's only a seventh rank, just an official with a big sesame and green bean!"

"Who did you hear?" Jia Changchao was crazy. "A seventh-rank is still a sesame official? How big is this sesame? Do you know that military officers over the seventh-rank must be promoted by His Majesty!"

Wang Ning'an was so angry that the rank of the Song Dynasty was not the same as that of the Ming Dynasty. At the beginning of the country, the prime minister was only a third rank, and the deputy minister of the political affairs was actually only a fourth rank.

Military generals have no honorable bachelors to be promoted, and they are even slower to be promoted. How many people have turned white hair and are still not a good-for-nothing small official? Jia Chang promised a seventh rank, which was already generous enough.

Just because you give politeness to others, you will have something to ask for.

After a few moments of mind, Wang Ning'an was no longer flattered. Instead, he sat opposite Jia Changchao, grabbed a cup of tea mixed with strange things, and slowly savored it.

"Boy, are you still not satisfied?" Jia Xianggong's hair and beard were all over!

"Hahaha, I don't have that big ambition in my life. The court can give you anything. As long as you don't give a blank check, you won't be able to dream of marrying a wife, and you'll be happy."

Jia Xianggong had never seen a blank check, but when he understood the following sentence, his old face was covered with frost, his arrogant attitude disappeared, replaced by endless loneliness. The Sichuan character pattern on his forehead became clearer... Can he not worry? The Manichi Cult made trouble under his nose, pulled up thousands of people, attacked the General's Mansion, and disturbed the Daming Mansion. What a great sin. As the governor, he did not notice it in advance. Once the court held the responsibility, he would never be able to take it.

After leaving Daming Mansion, Jia Changchao seemed to have seen his future. Like Fan Zhongyan, he was wandering around and running around the world. As long as he did not die, he could drive him to Hainan...

"Jia Jia, don't worry. You just commanded it and played chess in front of the army. You are so handsome. While chatting and laughing, the masts and oars were destroyed, and they were able to make plans and win a thousand miles away. Even Wu Qi and Sun Bin were not as good as her husband. As long as you tell Your Majesty this, you will not only not be dismissed from office, but you will also be able to advance one step further, even kill the capital and re-subjugate the world."

Jia Changchao sighed, "It's not easy to talk about it. There are too many gods in Hebei. Not only will I not receive rewards when I write a letter, I will also make a big fuss, saying that I am shameless and have concealed my mistakes. If you want Your Majesty to believe me, there must be loyal and righteous people who write letters to me, for example..." Jia Changchao smiled meaningfully.
Chapter completed!