This Guo Degang obviously heard the subtext of Zhao Ming before, and at the same time touched it from his arms quietly.

Then he stuffed another small iron box into Zhao Ming's hand.

This is a Browning pistol, and the metallic texture and weight are by no means comparable to those of the Orientals' Eight Boxes.

Better performance and greater stability.

"A little caution is not respectful, Chief Zhao doesn't want to shirk! ~”

Saying that, Boss Guo took a step back and hugged his fist at Zhao Ming again.

"Sir Zhao, the mountains and rivers have met, you and I will meet again in half a month!"

This Boss Guo didn't drag the mud and water, turned over and got on the horse, and went down with a whistle, and his brothers brushed up on the horse, and they just walked away.

Looking at Boss Guo who was far away, Zhao Ming smiled, this Boss Guo is a little interesting.

The reason why I don't trade directly with the other party is also because I have many concerns.

The hell knows what the other party is up to, the horse trade is sloppy, and now is not the time.

Immediately, Zhao Ming beckoned the brothers to come and receive the guns, and each person was given ten bullets for one shot.

The remaining bullets were kept for backup, and there were fewer bullets, but considering that the cavalry charge would fire at most four volleys, the bullet consumption would not be too large.

The only regret is that I can't practice guns, and I can't help it.

The bullets are large, and it is also troublesome for the other party to transport.

However, the next transaction will not be, this time Zhao Ming purchased 50,000 bullets.

According to Boss Guo, the more bullets, the less guns you can bring, otherwise there are too many things, and the more trouble you will have.

Those military masters are easy to deal with, and they can stuff some money, but if they can't do it, they can stuff more.

The trouble is the robbers along the way, and if there is too much cargo, those robbers dare to take more risks to loot.

Just like this time, Boss Guo and his party also died two brothers, and now running a business on the grassland is not an easy job.

When the brothers got their guns back, they were a little bit of a fan of it.

The knife is their faith, but the gun is their confidence.

Especially the brothers who had faced a salvo before, their hearts were even more in love with guns.

Without guns, there is really no way to face the guerrilla on the steppe.

There are guns, as long as the number of people is not much less than the other side, it is really good to shoot at each other.

However, when dealing with a large group of herders who are proficient in mounted archery, this is still a problem for archery.

Because a powerful archer can stably maintain one arrow per second, if it is an archer like Wang Beibei, he can completely achieve two arrows per second.

Don't doubt that the masters of playing compound bows in later generations can do it with two or three arrows a second.

And the traditional bow is a little worse, and one arrow per second is already a master.

Of course, there are not many such masters, and it is not easy to cultivate one. The advantage of guns is that they don't need to be cultivated.

As long as Hanyang-made pulls the bolt, he can continue to fire the next shot, and as long as the speed is fast, he can easily do one shot per second, or even faster.

While the brothers were playing with their guns, a group from the northwest came in this direction again.

If you take a closer look, you can see that the person at the head is Old Man Sun, as well as some herdsmen in Pingqiantun, and there are dozens of unfamiliar faces behind them.

The men were thin and looked a little malnourished, but their knives and bows were well maintained.

"Chief Zhao is fortunate not to be dishonored, these are Huo Zhongtun's brothers!"

Old man Sun stepped forward and laughed loudly.

"This is Zhang He of Huo Zhongtun, who once served as the head of Taifu Temple, a Han Chinese, and his hometown is from Cangzhou, Hebei. When I was young, I came with my grandfather.

Chief Zhao is a master, Mr. Zhang's grandfather used to be a dart master and Li Dazhong, a master of the eight poles, is a good friend, and has a good foundation in the eight poles.

Mr. Zhang also has the true inheritance of his grandfather, and he is very good at a big gun.

If it weren't for the prestige and bravery that Manager Zhang had fought before, I was afraid that Huo Zhongtun's situation would be even worse now. ”

Old man Sun introduced the next person.

Zhao Ming also saw this person, with a Chinese face, even if he didn't bite his jaw very hard, his cheeks were still bulging and swollen, and he could see some muscles under the skin jumping.

The head shape is even a little wide at the bottom and narrow at the top, which is a bit similar to a leopard's head, which is not a square Chinese face.

And the eyes are the kind of ring eyes, which together are typical leopard head ring eyes, even if they are squinting at Zhao Ming at this time, they still feel as if they are looking at their prey, as if they are always shining with fierce light.

His eyes were also extraordinarily energetic, and the light in his eyes was still extraordinarily flickering.

And has long black and beautiful hair.

It is said that if you don't wash your hair for a long time, your hair will be oily, but in fact it's not, and it is true that oily hair loss without washing your hair for a few days has also begun to appear.

But if you don't wash your hair for a long time, your hair will be very flowy and will become better.

The man in front of him not only had flowing hair, but also black and thick and shiny, and he seemed to feel that it was troublesome for him to tie these hairs into small braids at will, and the length of the braids was just touching his shoulders.

He is about thirty years old and in the prime of life, his face is full of traces of vicissitudes of time, and his temperament looks chic and uninhibited, like a lone wolf wandering on the grassland.

The other party's figure is about 1.78 meters, not too tall, not very burly, very lean, and there are not many bulging tendons on his body.

The only thing that surprised Zhao Ming was that even everyone couldn't help but look at the spear like a flag on the other party's back.

This gun is not the other gun, the pure wooden structure of the gun body, the total length of the gun is about 4 meters, the length is not like that, you need to look up to see the gun head.

Because it was too high and the head of the spear was too heavy, the head of the spear shook little by little as the horses moved, and the red tassels on it fluttered wantonly in the breeze.

Seeing this gun, Zhao Ming's first thought was how to use this thing?

"Haha! It turned out to be Master Zhang! Zhao Ming stepped forward and took the lead in hugging his fists.

This behavior reaction made Zhang He on horseback a little stunned, and his tense face suddenly melted away, revealing a bright smile.

He has never been very interested in the title of chief, and prefers the title of Jianghu and etiquette.

Zhao Ming's move really touched his heart, and he also stepped forward and hugged his fists, "Zhang He, I've seen Chief Zhao!" ”

"Chief Zhao, Manager Zhang is a very capable person, and he can't get close to the idle person when the pistol dances.

Ten years ago, with this gun, he led more than 20 horsemen to break the first-class enemy cavalry, and only four or five of his own men were killed or wounded, while he himself was not injured at all.

And it's the first time I've seen someone dance a gun to the point where an arrow can't break it.

And this pistol technique, when charging on horseback, is called a powerful one! As soon as he poked someone, he was picked out and flew out, and several people fell off the horse with a sweep.

Sir Zhao, I see that you seem to be practicing martial arts, so you might as well ask Manager Zhang for advice when you have time. ”

Old man Sun had very kind words about Zhang He, and it didn't look like a lie.

It's just that Zhao Ming was a little embarrassed when he heard this, he stared at Zhang He, if he wanted to learn quickly, the best way for himself was to kill the other party.....