Guo Degang obviously heard the subtext of Zhao Ming before, and at the same time he touched it from his arms calmly.
Immediately, another small iron box was thrust into Zhao Ming's hands.
This is clearly a Browning pistol, and its metallic texture and weight are definitely not comparable to those of Japanese bastard boxes.
Better performance and greater stability.
"It's not respectful to be careful, sir, please don't refuse!~"
As he spoke, Boss Guo took a step back and hugged Zhao Ming again.
"Sir Zhao, we meet again in mountains and rivers. We will meet again in half a month!"
Boss Guo didn't hesitate, he got on his horse, whistled, and all his brothers got on their horses and drove away.
Looking at Boss Guo walking away, Zhao Ming smiled. Boss Guo was quite interesting.
The reason why we don't trade directly with the other party is because we are worried.
Who knows who the other party is, horse trading cannot be done carelessly, and now is not the time.
Immediately, Zhao Ming called for the brothers to come and receive the guns, and each person was given ten bullets for each shot.
The remaining bullets were reserved for backup. There were a few bullets, but considering that the cavalry charge could only fire four rounds, the bullet consumption would not be too great.
The only regret is that I can't practice shooting, and there's nothing I can do about it.
The bullets need to be large, and it will be troublesome for the other party to transport them.
But that won't happen next time. This time Zhao Ming purchased 50,000 bullets.
According to Boss Guo, if you have more bullets, you have to carry fewer guns. Otherwise, there will be too many things and the greater the trouble.
Those military lords are easy to get rid of. If you throw in some money, you can manage it. If it doesn't work, just throw in more.
The trouble is the robbers along the way. If there are too many goods, those robbers will dare to take greater risks to rob.
Just like this time, Boss Guo and his team also lost two brothers. Running a business on the grassland is not an easy job now.
The brothers couldn't put it down when they got the gun again.
The sword is their belief, but the gun is their confidence.
Especially those brothers who have faced volleys head-on before, they love guns even more tightly in their hearts.
Without a gun, there is really no way to deal with stray shots on the grassland.
With guns, as long as the number of people is not much less than that of the other party, the shooting is really worthwhile.
However, if faced with a large group of herdsmen who are proficient in riding and shooting, this shooting is still a problem.
Because a powerful archer can stably shoot one arrow per second, and a vulture shooter like Wang Beibei can definitely shoot two arrows per second.
Don’t doubt that future masters of compound bows will be able to shoot two or three arrows per second.
The traditional bow is just a little bit worse. 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 a gun is this, it doesn’t require any training.
The Hanyang-made gun can fire the next shot as long as the bolt is pulled. As long as the speed is fast, it can easily fire one shot per second, or even faster.
While the brothers were playing with their firearms, another team came from the northwest in great force.
A closer look revealed that the leader was Old Man Sun and some herdsmen from Pingqiantun. Behind them were dozens of unfamiliar faces.
These people are a little thin and look malnourished, but their knives and bows are well maintained.
"Sir Zhao, fortunately he has lived up to his command. These are Huo Zhongtun's brothers!"
Old Sun stepped forward and laughed loudly.
"This is Zhang He from Huozhongtun. He once served as the general manager of Taipu Temple. He is Han and his hometown is Cangzhou, Hebei. He came here with his grandfather when he was young.
Chief Zhao is a master, and Chief Zhang's grandfather was a dart runner in the past. He is a good friend of Li Dazhong, a famous Baji master, and has good Baji sect skills.
Manager Zhang also got the true inheritance from his grandfather, and he is very good with a big gun.
If it weren't for the reputation that General Manager Zhang had gained in the past, the situation in Huo Zhongtun would have been even worse. "
Old man Sun introduced the person behind him.
Zhao Ming also saw this man. He had a Chinese-character face. Even if he didn't clench his jaw hard, his cheeks were still swollen, and some muscles under the skin could be seen jumping.
The head shape is even a bit wider at the bottom and narrower at the top, a bit similar to a leopard's head, not exactly a square face with Chinese characters.
And the eyes are the kind of ring eyes, which together form the typical ring eyes of a leopard head. Even though he is squinting at Zhao Ming at this moment, it still feels like he is looking at the prey, as if there is always a fierce light.
His eyes were also particularly energetic, even though he was half-squinting, the light in his eyes was still shining brightly.
And has beautiful long black hair.
It is said that if you don’t wash your hair for a long time, your hair will become oily. In fact, it is not true. If you don’t wash your hair for a few days, it will be oily and hair loss will begin to appear.
But if you don't wash your hair for a long time, your hair will become very flowing and become better.
The man in front of him not only had flowing hair, but was also thick and shiny. He seemed to find it troublesome to tie his hair into small braids at will, with the length of the braids just reaching his shoulders.
He is about thirty years old and in his prime. His face is full of traces of the vicissitudes of life, and his temperament looks unrestrained and unruly, like a lone wolf wandering on the grassland.
The opponent's figure is about 1.78 meters, not too tall, not too tall and strong, very lean, and there are not many bulging tendons on his body.
The only thing that surprised Zhao Ming, and even everyone couldn't help but look at him with side eyes, was the flag-like spear on the opponent's back.
This gun is not that gun. It has a pure wooden structure. The total length of the gun is about 4 meters. It is so long that you need to look up to see the gun head.
Because it was too high and the spear head was too heavy, as the horses moved around, the spear head swayed little by little, and the red tassels on it flew freely in the breeze.
Seeing this gun, Zhao Ming's first thought was how to use this thing?
"Haha! It turns out to be Master Zhang!" Zhao Ming stepped forward and took the lead in hugging his fists.
This behavior and reaction made Zhang He a little stunned on the horse, and his tense face suddenly melted away, revealing a bright smile.
He has never been very fond of the title of general manager, preferring the Jianghu title and etiquette.
Zhao Ming's move really touched his heart. He also stepped forward and clasped his fists, "Zhang He, I have met Chief Zhao!"
"Sir Zhao, Manager Zhang is a very capable person. With his pistol waving around, no one can get close to him.
Ten years ago, he used this gun to lead more than 20 cavalry to defeat the enemy's cavalry, which was top-notch in cavalry and shooting. Only four or five of his own were killed and wounded, but he himself was not injured at all.
And this is also the first time I have seen someone dance with a gun to the point where arrows cannot penetrate it.
Moreover, this pistol skill is so powerful when charging on horseback! With one poke, people were sent flying, and with one sweep, several people were knocked down.
Mr. Zhao, I see that you are also practicing martial arts. If you have time, you might as well ask Mr. Zhang for advice. "
Old Man Sun had such complimentary words about Zhang He that it was obvious that they were not lies.
Just hearing this, Zhao Ming was a little embarrassed. He stared at Zhang He and wanted to learn quickly. The best way for him was to kill the other party...
