It was the afternoon of the next day when Zhang Liao and his group passed through Han County and arrived in Loufan County.

Riding on a horse's back without a saddle but only a padded saddle, even if the body is used to the horse's back, it still tormented his spirit.

However, if you want to have a military career, familiarity with the horseback has become a must-have skill.

As long as the resurrection of the thigh meat does not happen, it is a good knight.

Zhang Liao didn't feel much about the soft saddle under his butt. Some soft fillings were mixed in the fur, which did not have much effect on riding except for being a little more comfortable.

When the camp tent was laid in the vast area on the top of the mountain and left behind the troops guarding the camp tent, Zhang Liao led more than 20 Zhang Xing into the forest.

Zhang Liao's strength has not yet grown, so he can only use two stone light bows. The arrow bags he carried are arrows dominated by clusters of essence iron arrows, and its lethality cannot be underestimated.

Zhang Xing had already found out where Cao Xing was. Cao Xing was still in this forest. As long as he spent some energy, he believed that he would be able to witness the power of Hu Lang with his own eyes.

Along the way, Zhang Liao drew his bow and shot arrows many times, and his prey was nothing more than small animals such as hares and pheasants. As for the hit rate, he could barely reach two out of ten arrows.

Zhang Xing greeted him with a smile, and while instructing his troops to pick up arrows, he gathered up his rare prey.

Even secretly let the bends scatter on the left and right wings, driving the prey to appear in the area where Zhang Liao was moving forward.

"Arrowing skills need to be improved. You must complete the archery with a bow and archery in one go. The arrow will be fired when the string moves. If the arrow is out, you will hit the object. Don't hesitate at all. If you meet an enemy archer on the battlefield, the one who leads the bow and shoots the archer first will have the advantage."

As Zhang Xing spoke, he quickly pulled his bow and shot an arrow. A pheasant who was croaking and flew around responded and fell to the ground immediately.

Zhang Liao was indifferent to Zhang Xing's show-off. He knew that archers in this era had to rely on long-term actual training to achieve a hundred shots. Zhang Xing's age of archery was probably about the same age as his.

"How many archers are there in the clan like you?" Zhang Liao was a little curious.

"There are more than ten martial artists who study literature and martial arts. My archery skills are good, and I can rank among the top three in the clan." Zhang Xing said slowly.

Zhang Liao asked in confusion: "The clan has enough food and clothing, so why don't we cultivate more talents?"

"Only those who are interested in the clan can be trained by the clan. They should learn more about civil and military affairs. Those who criticize the clan leader and secretly resent the clan leader are all targets of suppression. The clan acts for the rise and fall of the whole clan, which is not conducive to the unity of the clan. The clans who do not obey the clan leader should be driven out of the house at the least, and those who are beaten to death by sticks at the worst."

Zhang Xing's eyes were a little strange. He didn't say this as if the young master of the landlord's family could say it. What's the difference between this and why not eat meat minced?

Zhang Liaoshang directly ignored Zhang Xing's eyes that he treated him like a fool. As one of the masters of the Zhang family, even if he trained his tribe, he had to be obedient people. Any voice that was not conducive to the rule of the bloodline of the direct line would be excluded.

Over time, a large number of loyal tribe members gathered around the lineage of the legitimate family, and those who have two hearts will not be optimistic.

As long as the legitimate lineage is not too stupid, it will not lose its dominance over the family.

As a deformed interest recipient, Zhang Liao was really blinded when he said those stupid words. He only thought about how good it would be to have more talents around him like Zhang Xing, and ignored the question of whether he was loyal to his family.

As soon as I crossed a mountain ridge, a group came to report that I found the tiger-shelling man carrying a few friends and carrying a big tiger.

Zhang Liao was delighted on his face and hurriedly shouted everyone and walked quickly.

In the forest, a mottled tiger was lying on the ground. Cao Xing and others had already found someone beside each other, and called on their friends to throw the tiger down. A group of seven or eight people were lying around waiting for an opportunity to move.

Zhang Liao smiled helplessly, the other party's vigilance was beyond imagination. Looking at the tiger in his sight, he did not dare to move forward. If Cao Xing accidentally shot an arrow, he would be sad.

After instructing the army to retreat and leaving only Zhang Xing, he shouted to the front: "We have no malice, so we will come to visit the Shehulang."

A strong figure jumped down from the eight-foot-high tree branch, stood firmly on the ground with thick branches and leaves, tightened the hard bow in his hand to threaten it, and then responded from a distance: "What's the matter?"

"The tiger man is famous, and we are here to come." Zhang Liao suppressed his uneasy and walked forward slowly as he spoke.

He was afraid that this man would not be the real tiger man, and he was afraid that the person hiding in the dark shot him with an arrow, so he moved his footsteps with such nervousness.

Fortunately, Zhang Xing gave him a certain sense of security.

The strong man holding a hard bow is also a smart man. Seeing Zhang Liao's actions, he also made great strides forward.

This made the invisible alert and confrontation disappear.

"Are you Cao Xing, the Tiger Man?" Zhang Liao asked calmly as he looked at the man close at hand.

The idea of ​​talking to each other flashed away. The two of them were not familiar with this. He was afraid of being self-defeating. He didn't understand how those heroes made the scenes of having their arm, or even slept with their feet?

"A certain family is Cao Xing, and Shehulang is just a title given by others, which is insignificant."

Cao Xing knew that Zhang Liao was extraordinary when he saw Zhang Liao's clothes, let alone dozens of troops in leather armor followed him. He dared not underestimate him. If the other party insisted on robbing the tiger, a fight would inevitably be inevitable. But the other party was so enthusiastic that he would talk to him personally without fear of hardships. With this courage, he admired Zhang Liao a little.

"I have prepared a few side dishes and a few jars of turbid wine. I'm here to invite the Hulang to drink." Zhang Liao did not give the other party too much room for questions, and immediately made his own request.

"How can this make it, no, no, down the mountain, uneasy, so kind to me."

Cao Xing felt flattered. He had never been treated so politely since he could remember. He was indeed a little helpless.

To be honest, I feel so happy in my heart that I feel unconsciously floating.

However, he vaguely guessed the other party's purpose, and his alertness never slacked off.

He dared not underestimate the other party just because he was young.

"Brother Cao is also a brave man, and he is a generous person. Why did he refuse?"

Zhang Liao further brought the relationship closer in terms of title to show his intention of making friends. He directly did not give the other party a room for politeness and said sincerely: "Brother Cao, please, let's go back to the camp to talk together."

"Okay." Cao Xing finally failed to resist Zhang Liao's repeated invitations and could only promise.

Zhang Liao secretly replaced himself in Cao Xing's position. If someone raised him so much and invited him again and again, he would have been so gloomy that he would have been lost.
Chapter completed!