These people really rushed up desperately, and Borshu is also known for their bravery, not to mention that there is also a subordinate of a sharpshooter, and the archery skills of the horse pole have long been superb, even if they don't use invisible arrows, the horse pole is also a first-class master.

Don't forget our real warrior Ma Chao, Ma Chao rarely takes animals with him now, but after a few years of training, his own ability has few opponents.

These people are all second- and third-rate goods, and after a while, they were beaten all over the ground by a few people.

Tu Dansheng heard about it, and temporarily dispatched troops, but it was still too hasty, Ma Chao and a few people, without doing anything, went out of the city. When they broke up, Borshu gave Ma Chao a steppe scimitar as a souvenir.

Borshu said: "Brother Temujin, you want me to see your bravery, you are really the first warrior of the Southern Song Dynasty. If we meet on the battlefield in the future, I will definitely not leave my hands. Ma Chao smiled, admiring the hearty character of the Mongolians.

"If we meet in the future, we will naturally fight to the death, because this is war, each for its own master."

Borshu clenched his hands into fists and said goodbye.

This is a trivial matter, but when he returned to the barracks, Ma Chao was scolded by Wang Wu for a while, and it turned out that he had already told Wang Wu about the transfer of troops in the border city.

There was a few words of scolding between the brothers about this, but it didn't take long for the news from the Jin Kingdom that Ma Chao's bounty had reached one million taels, Wang Wu was dumbfounded, Ma Chao simply created a miracle of the bounty.

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The war is still very hard, it seems to be winter, today is very cold, and it is snowing, Ma Chao has not been assigned cotton clothes here, so he simply took the soldiers of the Flying Tiger Army and trained the troops in a hurry.

This one runs, and as soon as he fights, his body is much hotter and better.

The Flying Tiger Army has two strengths, Zhuge crossbow and flying claws. In addition, the usual weapon is a spear, and some Southern Song Dynasty people commented that the Flying Tiger Army caught up with the Yuejia Army of that year, and Xin Qiji also gave Ma Chao advice, or the title of the army should be changed to Ma Jiajun.

Ma Chao said no, and said with a smile that it was a long-distance run.

The marksmanship of the Flying Tiger Army was improved by Wang Wu himself, focusing on picking, stabbing and returning the horse pistol. Wang Wu said in the military training, I'm not afraid that you don't have talent, I'm afraid that you won't be diligent, the same move, you practice a hundred times, or not, then practice another hundred times, no, give me a thousand times and ten thousand times.

The Shenyu squad of that year, their number is still there, but they have long been scattered in the army, and they have become a commander, this official position is given by the imperial court, in fact, each person has led a hundred soldiers, in addition to the Shenyu team, there are also some old people of the Flying Tiger Army back then, as well as the remnants of Lai Wenzheng back then, the people who followed Chen Xing, in short, the Flying Tiger Army is still 2,500 people, but there are twenty-five commanders.

These boys, one by one than the calf, every time they talk about materials, they belittle each other, and use all kinds of tricks to see who grabs more things. Even if the training is noisy, but when the real fight starts, it is really united.

Luo Meng, nicknamed the one-legged beast, complained to Ma Chao again, asking for cotton clothes, and Ma Chao said that if he didn't have cotton clothes, he would ask for quilts. Ma Chao couldn't help it because of the ink, so he said: "If you continue to talk, don't talk about the quilt, even the cloth list was snatched away by Zhang Mingli."

"Grass, it's inside news again, it's just that there is an old man in the family, if there is a treasure!"

The old man was talking about a horse pole, and if the horse pole knew that Romans said so about him, he would have to practice his archery skills with Romans again tonight.

Ma Chao looked at the Luo Men who was walking quickly, shook his head and laughed, and then came to Wang Wu's residence with a pot of medicinal wine.

"The weather is suddenly cold today, second brother, my shoulder hurts again!"

"Hmm!" Wang Wu snorted a little sickly. (To be continued.) )