"That's a good feeling, if Master Zhang's marksmanship is really suitable for horse warfare, not only I want to learn, but my brothers want to learn both hands!

I just don't know if Master Zhang is willing to teach? ”

Zhao Ming said with a smile, of course, he couldn't do this kind of thing by touching people's corpses, and he still couldn't do it to his own people.

If it was an enemy, he would kill him in a matter of minutes.

It's a pity that the injury last time was too serious, and I was worried that the enemy cavalry would kill a horse pistol, otherwise I could touch the corpses of those enemy riders, I could touch the riding and archery skills, and I could also touch some related memories.

Even if you have a broken memory, you can judge how much the other person came from.

But there is no way to do anything about the past, and when I went back again, I didn't touch a single hair.

"Chief Zhao is polite, if you want to learn, I would be happy to teach.

It's just that my kung fu is easy to get started, but it is difficult to master, if it is just a simple pursuit of immediate combat ability, in fact, the knife technique is very useful, there is no need to learn another gun skill. ”

Zhang He was not praised by Zhao Ming, he was already past the time when he was easy to be fluttering, but who doesn't like to be praised, he still happened to praise his kung fu, he was naturally quite happy in his heart, and his eyes looked at Zhao Ming with a little more favor.

After chatting for a while, Zhao Ming had been chatting with this Zhang He about kung fu.

When they met for the first time, Zhao Ming wouldn't really be impatient to talk about anything like cooperation.

But just talking about kung fu, the two of them talked happily.

Zhao Ming himself has a background in martial arts, and the corpses of those swordsmen and rivers and lakes that he touched, these people are more or less a bit of fist and foot routines.

And the ability to touch the corpse is not just a simple technical ability, even the muscle memory is inherited.

To put it simply, Zhao Ming's martial arts foundation is actually quite solid.

But this Zhang He's fist and foot martial arts foundation is more solid, not to mention practicing martial arts since he was a child, and his actual combat experience is also very good.

It is said that when he was a child, he practiced wrestling with children from the same village, and also practiced pile skills with his grandfather.

When I grew up, I followed my grandfather to the grassland to learn horsemanship, learn Bajiquan of this sect, and learn Liuhe big gun.

It also combines Beijing-Tianjin wrestling and Mongolian wrestling to constantly practice wrestling with people and hone their actual combat ability.

After that, he cooperated with the above bandit task many times, and experienced dozens or hundreds of fights on large and small horses, and it is not an exaggeration to say that he has experienced a hundred battles.

It's just that with the disruption of the organization, he was separated from the Taifu Temple, and brought a part of the people to the grassland further north, and his good life was over.

Following Old Man Sun's bet on the failure of the previous field chief, he was attacked again, facing hundreds of horsemen alone, and was hit by four or five arrows, so he still let him fight his way out of the encirclement.

He lay on the bed for three months, and recuperated for more than half a year before he came back to life.

However, this also made him famous, and the current number one warrior on the grassland is Wang Beibei.

But in the eyes of the older generation, Wang Beibei is a bird, and the former Zhang He and Zhang are the first warriors of the grassland.

If you want to ride and shoot, you can ride and shoot, and your riding skills are even more unique, with a big gun in one hand, one person can chisel through an entire cavalry queue, give him a hundred horses, and you can drag hundreds of horsemen for half an hour.

It's just that riding and archery can't reach the level of an eagle archer, and that requires talent.

Chatting and chatting, the topic began to be mellow by Zhao Ming to actually.

"Master Zhang, how many people are still in your clan?"

"Inadequate..... Five hundred! Zhang He hesitated.

"How many can get on the horse?" Zhao Ming continued to ask.

"Less than two hundred...."

Hearing this, Zhao Ming nodded, thought for a moment and looked at Zhang He solemnly, and said in a deep voice, "Master Zhang, you speak straight, and I won't beat around the bush with you."

You give me two hundred, and I will ensure that the women, children, and children of your tribe will have no worries about food and clothing in the future, and that all the elders of the tribe will have support, the young will be educated, and the poor will be relied on, and the poor will be helped.

The brothers who followed me in the war will be able to share a large amount of money in their families in the future.

Do you follow or not? ”

With this alone, Zhang He almost just went through it in his mind for a while, and then nodded heavily.

Clenched his fists and said in a deep voice, "I, Zhang He, am a rough man and a martial artist, so I can't say anything beautiful."

But if Chief Zhao can ensure that this is true and can be effectively fulfilled in the future, then I, Zhang He and even these brothers under my command, will sell this life to Chief Zhao in the future! ”

This answer may not be very solemn, but the meaning in it is very heavy.

For a martial artist like Zhang He, being able to say this means that no matter who Zhao Ming's enemy is in the future, as long as it is a word, the blade will go!

"Good!!"

Zhao Ming only said one word, and then turned to beckon the brothers and shouted,

"The brethren started the fire, slaughtered the cattle and the sheep, and washed the dust for the new brethren!"

Everyone likes to see this, they are all old men who follow Zhao Ye, and naturally hope that the more powerful Zhao Ye is, the better.

Otherwise, this ghost life is really impossible to live.

The herdsmen of Pingqiantun were not idle, helping to deliver some home-brewed wine and dried beef and mutton.

At a banquet, Zhao Ming also kept chatting with Zhang He and asked a lot of things.

For example, Huo Zhongtun's current situation, two hundred people can be said to be all the armed forces that Huo Zhongtun can come up with, and there are even some women with strong hands and feet.

There were also many old men in their fifties and sixties, and some young men in their fifteen and fifteen years.

There are more than 100 people who are really strong laborers.

But this is very good for Zhao Ming, plus Ping Qiantun, the number of people available under his command has finally reached five hundred.

Not much, but with the addition of guns, it already has a decent attack power.

"Old Sun, Master Zhang, there are no outsiders here, you and I will analyze and analyze, if I want to sort out this prairie, where should I start first?"

After three rounds of wine and five flavors, Zhao Ming talked about business.

Since the team has expanded, Zhao Ming naturally can't be idle, time is limited, and he must continue to expand before the winter.

Only in this way can a certain deterrent force be formed against the Maoming and Darhan departments.

He didn't want to fall asleep and be stabbed madly by the neighbor next to him.

Hearing this inquiry, the two put down the mare's milk wine and thought carefully.

Now that he has joined the gang, it is indeed time to consider Zhao Ming, the chief officer.

"Chief Zhao, although we seem to have a lot of people now, compared to the other big tribes that evolved from the Eight Banners earlier, our people are still too few.

Now it's best to do it in small tribes with hundreds of people, but in this way, I'm afraid it's a little inappropriate! ~”

Old man Sun was the first to speak, but he looked at Zhao Ming with some embarrassment as he spoke.

Because other tribes can do this kind of thing, but Zhao Ming is the chief official here, how can any chief official do something to the people under his command, isn't this nonsense?

"Are there any of these little tribes that are richer?" Zhao Ming did not answer Lao Sun directly, but continued to ask.

Lao Sun nodded, "Of course there is, just like the Maomingan Department and the Durhan Department, within a hundred miles of the vicinity, there are more than a dozen tribes that rely on them.

Many of these tribes are within a hundred miles to the east, and some are near the border line of Rehe, and they are all doing dirty work for the two tribes, which can be described as very rich.

If you want money, you have money, you need grain, and there are a lot of cattle, sheep and horses. ”

In fact, it is equivalent to the white gloves of these two big tribes, and it is really impossible for these big tribes to trade by themselves?