Chapter 25
Zhao Ming's life experience has always been a taboo in Yuli County.

Because this is about the adult in the Xiazhou government office.

Named as Jinglue.

The subordinates are just ordinary soldiers, and they are all six-rank battalion soldiers.

The main elite who rushed forward in case of danger was a fifth-rank Yafu soldier. His qi and blood were like amalgam, with infinite strength, strong muscles and bones, and the rising qi and blood could instantly evaporate the surrounding snow!
Attached to the weapon, it can be said that a group of ten members of the fifth-rank Yafu warriors met the monster bandits that Zhao Ming encountered in the wild, it was like a heated table knife met yellow butter, It's more like a cannon in the shape of a human. If some monsters can make them stop for half a second, these Yafu warriors will have to cut their own necks in shame!

But no matter what, as long as a troop comes from above and is stationed in Yuli County, where there are a small number of elite seven-rank lottery troops, supplemented by a large number of township bravery, and more unbearable people and strong people, they will have to Bow your head and show your loyalty.

As for them, the top figures in Yuli County in name, they are all jokes in the eyes of others.

If you dare to be unconvinced.

Cutting edge.

In the end, when I waited for others to die, they would die in vain without any empathy!

This is also the reason why Wang Runan cares so much about Zhao Ming. It's not because he was from the upper class, but he earned a lot of merit when he was a guerrilla envoy. With a background, he can serve as a guerrilla envoy in a barren and small county like Yuli County, which is outside the county.

Although it is true that he is happy and at ease, but every year he has to work hard to collect taxes to pay for Linhai County, and to support so many military households for self-protection. Only Wang Runan knows the difficulties.

Now I have encountered a rare commodity to live in, and I can make friends with him as soon as possible.

"Maybe it's good." Wang Runan thought in his heart.

And present.

Most people think so too!
Zhao Ming didn't know about this, and he lacked too much information, so he couldn't know what the group of people in front of him had guessed about him—but look at the unwarranted compliments in front of him, as well as the flattery and flattery to him , including the care of this commander, for Zhao Ming, who was also a real leader at the deputy division level, he had a little estimate in his heart: "It should be the supporting arms of the Cathay Dynasty that appeared mysteriously. It worked."

In addition, I have heard before that the past of the cheap biological mother in this life does not seem to be so simple, and the cheap biological father that I have never seen and who I do not know is also an absolute taboo.

At this time, of course he would not explain too much to himself stupidly.

Instead, he saluted these people very modestly.

Chatted for a while.

Only then respectfully withdrew from the archery tower of the city gate and returned to the bottom of the city gate hole.

"You did a good job." Zhao Qingren sent off his nephew again at this time, and looked at Zhao Ming with a calm face, and he also recognized it a little more: "Be neither humble nor humble in front of those people, and speak modestly. Be polite, advance and retreat with restraint, even if I am at your age, I can't do it, very good." He didn't hide his praise.

Because, as he said, at his own age, when meeting these commander-level or even the patriarchs of ordinary small families, he would be trembling and dare not have the slightest idea, and he would hesitate to speak.

Looking at Zhao Ming at this time, it can't be said that he is showing his sharpness, but it is a more suitable appearance to stand out.

Zhao Qingren sighed in his heart: "My sister..."

Never asked.

Now, for a moment, Zhao Qingren didn't know whether what that sister said was true or not.

Every time, he said that the heartless person ignored her.

But look at Zhao Ming in front of him.

Look behind Zhao Ming, all of them are powerful, and they are all top-notch trilogy in Zhengbapin Xiangyongli.

And, he himself is also a martial artist at the peak level of the seventh rank, with blood overflowing. For Zhao Ming, who has also reached the peak of exuberant energy and blood, close to the overflow level, and can step into the realm of the seventh rank at any time.

Zhao Qingren already knew it in his heart: "...so and so, it's really hidden very deeply."

"Nephew thanked uncle for his compliment!" Zhao Ming bowed at this time.

Still that humble look.

What Zhao Qingren thought in his mind was just a fleeting thought.

"En." Zhao Qingren nodded, as a response to Zhao Ming's bow, and at the same time thought of the quota of 200 people rewarded by the commander Wang Runan above the city gate, and said: "The 200 people can be promoted For the quota of Xiangyong, you need to think carefully about how to use it. Generally speaking, the blood and combat experience of these Xiangyongs, as well as the proficiency in using weapons, including the weapons and equipment owned by Bapin Xiangyong, can be used. Get it from Heaven."

"They can all be obtained from Heavenly Dao?" Hearing this, Zhao Ming also raised his eyebrows slightly, and his face became a little more curious: "The level of blood, combat experience, weapon proficiency, and the weapons and equipment themselves?"

"That's right." Zhao Qingren nodded, this is not a secret.

He thought for a moment.

Then he reminded Zhao Ming: "This time, most of the places allocated from the Xiazhou government office are for elite training. The eighth-rank Xiangyong who have been promoted are all at the level of the eighth-rank, and they are proficient in combat experience and experienced in using weapons."

Being able to fight means that this kind of promoted arm is not unusual.

In fact, as long as you can fight.

Then, it means that you can withstand the pressure of the enemy and dare to fight the enemy!

"So, these village braves who can fight are qualified to be trained as military households, or even higher-ranking battalion soldiers. They are soldiers who earn a living by fighting, not ordinary people!" Zhao Qingren explained in detail: "This is also the tradition of the imperial court, to give some foundation and some useful help for the future to the young talents of the human race."

"So that's how it is." Zhao Ming was thoughtful. He understood a little bit about this kind of help to young people at the bottom, such as student loans or scholarships, or even subsidies for young people to start a business.

If it were replaced by this way of thinking, Zhao Ming would be quite satisfied with this way of thinking.

The future belongs to young people.

As long as you don't lie down, these help is still necessary for the future of the human race.

"And in this, how to upgrade the ninth-rank minzhuang to Xiangyong is also very knowledgable." Zhao Qingren was still talking: "The Xiangyong is also divided into levels, such as the Xiangyong of the sword and shield, who is good at melee fighting , able to guard and take them out, that’s first class.” He paused, then continued: “Second class bravery is a man with spears and spears, who can form an formation to protect himself, and can serve as the front line of the battle. When the wind blows and the rain hits me, I stand still."

"But uncle, I think there are still people using three-eyed guns in this village." Zhao Ming glanced at the city wall. Many people were carrying three-eyed guns that looked like small short spears or long-handled hammers on their shoulders. , curiously asked: "How much is this?"

"Third class." Zhao Qingren shook his head: "The firecracker is sharp, but it has no aim and range."

"Can't these guns work?" Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows slightly.

This firecracker is the primitive stage of thermal weapons.

In his previous life, he played with hot weapons and developed a system.

Facing Zhao Qingren's look of contempt for firearms, he still frowned slightly and said, "Uncle, although it is true that the three-eyed blunderbuss can only be shot ten paces away and lose its aim, I think there are still burst-fire blunderbusses that can shoot more than 30 paces. Even a bird gun that can shoot hundreds of paces and has a range no less than that of an ordinary war bow, but its power can penetrate gold cave stones, how could it not work?"

"The blunderbuss can be done at a low level like mine, of course." Zhao Qingren hesitated for a moment when he heard these questions, and sighed vaguely: "The lower third rank is still like a mortal, and the middle third rank can be called extraordinary." ..."

As he said that, Zhao Qingren glanced at Zhao Ming, shook his head and smiled wryly: "The upper third rank is already the trend of the competition between gods, Buddhas and saints."

"This..." Zhao Ming raised his eyebrows, this was the first time he heard this.

Zhao Qingren didn't intend to go into details.

no way.

Even he doesn't know the level of the upper third rank at all.

That is already true, the land that governs several states, can be called the pillar of the imperial court, the level that can only be touched by the existence of Jiedu, and it is the absolute center that suppresses the background of the human race and maintains the heavenly way of the human race!

And you must know that all the elders in the Privy Council of the Imperial Court are Jiedu envoys one by one.

The qi and blood are soaring through the stars of the universe.

Jiedu Starfield.

Jiedu Human Race.

Save the heavens!

How could such existence be known in detail by the people of their mere county?

Even if the commander put Wang Runan in front of those existences.

No more than ants!
"We don't need to care too much, we just need to be ourselves." Zhao Qingren still said to Zhao Ming: "The promotion quota of 200 people, if it was before, I would recommend you to be promoted in an orderly manner, one hundred third-class There are [-] brave men with guns, [-] brave men with long spears, and [-] brave men with swords and axes, so that you can focus on the present and look into the future."

His tone paused, and he said slowly: "Now you have these high-class heroes, even archers, who are obviously extraordinary people, then I still advise you to be promoted to swordsman heroes, and then you will be promoted later. There are many choices when the seventh-rank lottery is signed."

"Is there a choice?" Zhao Ming was even more curious.

"Well." Zhao Qingren said simply: "Xiang Yong, a swordsman, can be promoted to a military household rider. Although it costs as much as three military households with swords, shields or spears, as long as he can ride a horse, he can go to the battlefield." , you, who already have more than forty riders, I think you know the advantages better than me." Zhao Qingren also pointed to the army of peasants and horsemen, his face moved slightly.

Even under his command, there are no cavalry cavalry of the eighth rank. Generally speaking, it is a waste to train the cavalry to be cavalry at the eighth rank. ,Hurt self and others.

But it just so happened that Zhao Ming had such an eighth-rank Xiangyong rider, and he was still at the eighth-rank level.

That harvest is equivalent to the little demon between Xiangyong and Junhu.

That's more than enough!
(End of this chapter)

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