"That's good, in that case, it's just me today, so let's make things concrete."

When Hong Li heard this, he directly pushed the topic forward.

"Hong Ming, Zhu Yi rode six teams, which ones need the most manpower?"

He looked at his cousin, who was in charge of actual management, and called him by his first name—although he was of the same generation, Hong Li was nearly thirty years older than Hong next year.

"Back to my brother, the third and fifth teams have the least number of people."

Hong Ming sat up straight and replied.

"Then why don't you go to the third team and follow Arey?"

Hong Li looked at Hong Sheng.

The name of Ah Lie in his mouth is Hong Lie, who is the leader of the third team and the youngest son of Hong Li himself.

"Just as my uncle wants."

Hong Sheng immediately made a decision, without a trace of hesitation.

Speaking of which, Hong Li is old and no longer holds any position in the power department inside and outside the clan, so he can be regarded as taking a back seat.

But he has a high level of cultivation and deep qualifications, and he is responsible for enlightening his children, so in terms of influence, I am afraid that he is only inferior to the patriarch.

"It's also a coincidence to say, Jiang Youde was originally under Brother Lie, and now Brother Fan has gone to make up for his shortcomings, which is also a good talk."

Hong Sheng said again.

Then, he looked at Hong Fan.

"Early this morning, I have already read the family motto of Hong Ping's muddy boy's punishment."

Hong Sheng smiled bitterly.

"During the Victory Festival, what he said was not good, you as a brother should not forget it."

"Of course not, I know he's still a child."

Hong Fan arched his hand and said apologetically.

"It's just that I was disdained by him in person that day, and I was really annoyed in my heart, so it was so formal."

Hong Sheng nodded when he heard this, which was also in line with his thoughts.

Compared with Hong Ping, Hong Fan is indeed much precocious, but Hengzhi is a half-sized child who is less than eighteen years old, where can he have so many eyes.

"That's good; I have prepared a small gift, and if you accept it, it will be regarded as Hong Ping's reparation. ”

After everything was agreed, Hong Sheng took out another wooden box and opened the five palace pushing pills inside.

When the benefits came to the door, Hong Fan naturally wouldn't play the trick of wanting to catch and indulge, so he immediately took it and thanked him sincerely.

For a while in the Wuxun Hall, Hong Li touched his beard and nodded secretly.

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Once the above things are done, the progress below is exceptionally rapid.

It was only three days later, on May 24, that the third team of the Zhu Yiqi team met with the future new members.

The location is at the stables in Hung Province.

"The Penetration Realm has reached the top, and the speed of the explosion is no different from that of a war horse."

Hong Lie introduced while feeding his beloved horse "Xuanjiao".

He is in his early eighties at a height of one meter, with thick black eyebrows and short nailboard-like hair.

At this time, although he was dressed in regular clothes, Hong Fan only looked at the palms with thick joints on the horse's head, and knew that he was not a mediocre hand.

"But the true qi of the Force Realm Martial Artist is precious, and it is difficult to last; Even if he is a master of the Pure Realm of 'chasing the beast and catching the bird', he still has to rely on horses when rushing into battle. ”

Hong Lie finished feeding the horses, clapped his hands, and led Hong Fan to the other side of the stable.

"When you enter the Zhu Yi Ride, you must also match the horses - this row is all good horses without owners, you can choose one that is destined."

When Hong Fan heard this, he walked in front of more than a dozen horses one by one.

Most of these horses are docile, except for a two-year-old yellow stallion that sticks out his mouth to bite and is particularly unconvinced.

"Team up, that's it."

Hong Fan immediately felt that he had a fate with this horse.

Without him, he is a guy who likes to be pretentious.

"You can pick it, this yellow horse has strong muscles and a strong temperament, and I originally planned to keep it for seeding."

Hong Lie nodded.

"But since you have chosen it, I will let the stables do it tomorrow; If the recovery is smooth, it will be possible to continue to serve as usual after 10 days. ”

"In three or four months at most, he no longer remembers that he was a stallion."

The two men talked about the horses, and turned away from the stable, leaving only the yellow horse, who thought he had won and had no idea what fate had arranged, still shaking his head.

A quarter of an hour later, the armory.

Hong Lie called himself the clan uncle and completed the registration procedures with the ordnance officer.

According to Hong Fan's figure, the latter issued a cavalry horn bow, two pots of arrows, a horizontal knife, and a horse lance.

"This horn bow is a little stronger than the ordinary heavy step bow, but it's just right for us to use it right away."

Hong Lie carefully inspected the equipment, and after pulling the string once, he handed the bow and arrow to Hong Fan.

"You can try your strength, be careful not to leave it empty."

Then, the two of them tried their own knives and lances.

The horizontal knife is narrow and straight, the knife is three feet long, and it is engraved with the knife inscription of "the king does not stay in line", which is extremely handy.

But compared to the horse lance, this good knife immediately looks delicate.

Hong Fan's new long lance is four meters long, and the blade of the double-sided blade alone is sixty centimeters, and there are obvious armor-piercing protrusions on it.

Just as he was playing with it, Kurachi's heavy footsteps approached.

This time, it was a fish-scale leather armor.

"You order a little, everything is ready."

The ordnance officer placed the leather armor on the long table and said in a rough voice.

"Hong Fan, you come and try it."

Hong Lie said immediately.

This leather armor is composed of inch-long hard leather squares, with a collar and long sleeves, with slits at the front and back, left and right, like a robe.

Hong Fan put down his horse lance and put on his armor with the help of the two.

Unexpectedly, the armor did not feel heavy behind him, and his arms were also very flexible.

"How?"

Hong Lie said with a smile.

"This leather armor is handmade by craftsmen, each piece of armor is made of high-quality raw cowhide coated with tung oil, first roasted by fire, and repeatedly forged with iron filings, the hardness is not lower than the iron sheet, and the idle bow and arrow can not shoot through."

Hong Fan is a little strange - iron tools in Jinhai City are not rare at all, since you want hard armor, why bother to ask for iron and skin?

Hong Lie also saw his doubts and replied: "Although this leather armor is good, of course it is not as good as the iron armor. ”

"It's not that our family can't afford to be ironarmed; It's just that the all-steel armor is forbidden by the imperial court, and our local clans are particularly sensitive and dare not cross it easily. ”

[Don't dare easily, don't seem to dare easily.] 】

Hong Fan nodded when he heard this, and heard Hong Lie's disapproval when he mentioned the imperial court.

After all, in terms of the distance of the emperor of the sky, it is difficult for Dahua to be farther away from Shenjing than Jinhai City.

"Okay, the things have been collected for you, and if there is a loss in the future, you can declare a new one."

Bidding farewell to the ordnance officer, Hong Lie helped Hong Fan carry his things out.

It seemed that he was afraid that Hong Fan would not cherish the equipment enough, and he added: "Just such a set, ordinary people's homes can't be matched after a lifetime of hard work." ”

Hong Fan was quite surprised.

Although the people here in Jinhai City are not rich, they have an income of more than a dozen taels after deducting taxes a year.

"You can tell me if you do the math."

Hong Lie replied.

"The yellow horse is very miraculous, the cost is about thirty taels of silver, and the leather armor bow and knife is fifty taels together, and this high-grade horse lance is made of the Cui family's Qianbi steel, at least it is comparable to that horse."

"In addition, the clan will also take care of the war horse ridden by Zhu Yi - not counting labor, the forage and beans used for one horse alone will cost ten taels of silver a year."

"A horse has to eat ten taels a year?"

Hong Fan raised his eyebrows - this can be up to several Aunt Liu.