But in this day and age, sometimes it has to be done.

Why is this era an era of heroes, heroes, and gentlemen?

Without him, sometimes the environment changes a person.

It's like counting the ancient emperors, and you can find a very amazing point, it seems that heroes and heroes appear in groups, and they are all in the same place.

For example, in the Ming Dynasty, why are all the fellow villagers around Lao Zhu talented?

Why are Liu Bang's fellow villagers also a lot of talents?

It seems that these self-made emperors are surrounded by talents?

Do the times create heroes, or are they heroes in the first place?

It's nothing more than the environment that makes people.

Zhao Ming knew a truth in his previous life, don't underestimate anyone.

Maybe you're a college student, and when you go back to the village, you think that the village is full of fools, and if you think so, then you yourself may be one of them.

In fact, there is no shortage of smart people in any poor and destitute village.

In the same way, these founding emperors in ancient times, their fellow countrymen may not all be human spirits, but with the gradual rise of status and the change of vision and identity, even a fool can become a talent.

As long as any person is given multiple opportunities to practice, unless this person is born with a brain disease, most of them can become a talent for governing the country.

In ancient times, the reason for governing the country by villages was also this, and many self-made emperors were all mud legs before.

Zhao Ming doesn't have an imperial dream, it is a reversal of history.

But since you have relived in this era, you have to do what you can to save some of the difficulties.

Just as Zhao Ming's thoughts were flying, he suddenly saw a team of people in the distance coming towards this side.

"Zhao Ye! It's the second king, and the second master is back! ”

A scout brother stepped forward to report.

This is what the brothers now call Wang Er, although this kid is very uncomfortable to be called so much.

But everyone thinks that the monkey can be called the Hou Ye, and the second Wang is more reliable and stable, and it is not necessary to call the second master, but it is closer.

Like a monkey, his title of Hou Ye was passed out from his henchmen at the beginning.

Wang Er is good here, but he and his henchmen are the last to know, and after refuting it a few times, they found that it was useless.

Zhao Ming is not rejecting this, now that his family is thin, he is so cordial, and the cohesion is strong enough.

But if you sit back too much, you have to restrain this title, at least not in public.

Otherwise, when outsiders heard this name, they thought they were a group of bandit leaders.

Just seeing Wang Er and his party, Zhao Ming was a little stunned, why has this team grown so much?

It's not that the number of people has increased, the number of people seems to have not changed, 100 people when they went, and 100 people when they came back.

It's just that there are quite a few horse-drawn carts full of goods.

The weight doesn't look light, and the wheels of the car are pressed into it quite deeply.

"Zhao Ye!"

At a distance of four or five meters, Wang Er quickly turned over and dismounted, arched his hand towards Zhao Ming, and performed a river and lake courtesy.

Zhao Ming's gang is different from other regular armies, everyone will unconsciously salute during wartime, but in normal times, the etiquette is varied.

The herdsmen and brothers are the etiquette of putting one hand on their chests on the grassland, and the Zhensong army is even more bizarre, and some of them are the etiquette of the rivers and lakes of the former Dadao Society.

There is a kind of Jianghu etiquette of giving a thumbs up in a circle around one arm, and the more common one is to hug your fists.

"Looks like it's going to come back a lot?" Zhao Ming asked curiously.

It's not just that things have to be returned, but a lot of things have to be returned, and there are more than a dozen carriages!

At the same time, Zhao Ming also silently estimated the time.

It's now eighteen days since the last night raid.

Normally, from here to Zhangjiakou Dutongfu, it can be reached in five days.

Even if you bring the goods back and forth slowly, fifteen days is enough.

This is still a case of bringing goods back and forth, and when Wang Er and his party go, they are very fast.

But considering that the other party deliberately took a long detour for this batch of goods, otherwise it would be difficult to escape the detection range of the Outer Mongolians.

After all, the cavalry's reconnaissance range is very wide.

"Master Zhao, the situation.... Something special...."

Wang Er was a little hesitant, and he didn't know where to start for a while.

The old grandson on the side smiled and began to help explain.

Lao Sun Tou explained in detail, and almost told them what they had seen and heard along the way, especially the things that happened in the Dutong Mansion.

After listening for a long time, Zhao Ming became more and more confused the more he listened.

"Are you saying that this Chief Officer Zhang not only generously sent us guns and ammunition, but also sent us food, and not only that, but also appointed me as the provisional commander of Chabei with the rank of lieutenant colonel?"

When he said this, Zhao Ming felt that he had said something wrong or heard it wrong.

Has the world changed somewhere?

When did you become so generous?

"Uh.... Zhao Ye, Sun Lao is right, that's it. That Chief Officer Zhang was also very enthusiastic....."

Wang Er scratched his head, carefully recalled and added, "Oh yes, he also said that the front line will be handed over to Zhao Ye, you can rest assured." Let's not worry about it.

Food, guns and ammunition will be sent over one after another.

And also said Zhao Ye, how old are you now..... It's a little smaller, and the rank of lieutenant colonel is already a bit out of the ordinary.

But on his side, everything speaks of merit.

It's just grain, grass and ordnance, at present, the Outer Mongolian offensive is in full swing, and the follow-up ordnance wants to be sent, I'm afraid it will not be easy, and the blockade of the Outer Mongolian people will only get more and more serious. ”

Listening to this, Zhao Ming vaguely understood something.

I couldn't help but ask, "That Chief Officer Zhang looks like this is hanging me!" By the way, has there been any major incident on the grassland recently? ”

Zhao Ming frowned, if there was nothing major, then this Chief Officer Zhang's reaction would be completely unreasonable.

"This.... It seems like there's something big...."

Wang Er thought for a while and nodded, "Not long ago, about twenty-one days ago, that Chief Officer Zhang sent an independent regiment to be stationed in Chazhong to prevent the Outer Mongolians.

As a result, I don't know how they were stationed, or if they were greedy for merit, and they returned defeated.

We didn't know about this at first, but on the way back, we found that the enemy cavalry on the front line outside the center of Chazhong was becoming more and more frequent, and it didn't feel right.

Zhao Ye, do you say that Chief Officer Zhang is a little bottomless, and wants to pay and work to buy people's hearts, so that we can do more to defeat the Outer Mongolians, right? ”

Wang Er's speculation has a certain degree of reasonableness, but it is still too far-fetched.

Zhao Ming shook his head, if he counted the strength on paper, he didn't have the confidence to defeat the Outer Mongolians, let alone this Chief Officer Zhang.

But why?

It is reasonable to send food and ammunition, and I want them to drag down some more troops from Outer Mongolia.

It is very unreasonable to appoint the temporary deputy commander of Chabei and lead the rank of lieutenant colonel.

The temporary deputy commander is just a gimmick, but the military rank is real, as long as Zhao Ming does not make any big mistakes, it is almost impossible to be demoted.