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Chapter 60 60. Art of War

Chapter 60 60. Soldier Book

Author: Maybe no

Chapter 60 60. Soldier Book

After Wang Li surrendered, the rest of the Qin Hu tribe breathed a sigh of relief.

To be honest, these people are really afraid that Wang Li will continue to be reckless. In that case, no one in this tribe can survive.

The young master of his family has been surrendered, so the rest of them have surrendered to Zhang Qi.

They helped the servants to start rectifying the cattle and sheep. At the beginning, the two sides had a gap, but as Zhang Qi and Wang Li chatted more and more deeply, they all relaxed.

"So, your ancestors are still General Wang Li's general?"

On the side of the traveling horse, Zhang Qi and Wang Li were chatting.

Hearing Zhang Qi's question, Wang Li shook his head: "Grandfather is not General Wang Li's general, but a servant. After the battle in Julu, 100,000 border troops died and scattered. My grandfather was also there.

At that time, I was swept into the grassland."

"No wonder." Zhang Qi looked suddenly: "With a name and a surname, you can see some of the rules in the defense of the tribe. It turns out that you are descendants of the group of soldiers guarding the Great Wall."

After patting Wang Li on the shoulder, Zhang Qi said earnestly: "It's hard for you. After so long, I still remember my hometown. I think most of the Qin people who entered Hu have now become real Huns."

"Yes, 200,000 Qin people entered Hu, and I still remember not many of them now." Wang Li also looked depressed on the side.

"If my grandfather had not read some Jianshu with General Wang Li and was worried about the goodness of the Wang family, even he would have lost the pride of the Qin people and joined Hu in the long years."

"Military Book?" Zhang Qi opened his eyes wide and looked at Wang Li.

Wang Li hesitated for a while, but nodded. Now he has also surrendered, and holding it and pinching it doesn't matter. Besides, the person in front of him doesn't know why the more he looks at him, the more he feels he is a wise master:

"The three volumes of the simplified books, a total of half of the military books, only some knowledge of selecting soldiers, training tactics, and camping and site selection."

"Good thing." Zhang Qi was a little happy. In the past, when there were few people, he had no other opinion on leading troops. He just wanted to take people and do it.

However, with the continuous expansion of manpower, his troops of nearly a thousand people under his command are now weak slaves, but with the increase in personnel, he was indeed a little helpless in the march.

Now that I heard that there are three volumes of Jianshu in Wang Li’s tribe, they still record the military tactics, how can he not be happy?

He pulled out the long steel knife at his waist. This was a weapon to cut the world. It was a perfect steel product. It can be called a magic weapon in the grassland and can be used as a family heirloom.

"I don't want you for nothing. I'll give you this knife. I'll borrow me a copy of the military books of your tribe."

Wang Li took the long sword from Zhang Qi's hand blankly. He originally planned to offer Zhang Qi some say, but he didn't expect that Zhang Qi would still exchange it with him.

A heat in my heart couldn't help but feel the speed of the spiritual point being integrated faster.

"Your Majesty has something to ask for, Wang Li should offer it!"

Look, a long sword that was not very important to Zhang Qi was changed by Wang Li's attitude. Zhang Qi was also happy. What is he missing now?

Weapons? Armor? Food?

No, there is nothing short of these. What he lacks is talent. Although he has captured a lot of people now, there are almost more than 4,000 people in total, but only a few of them can help him manage.

The wolf cubs in the world are still being cultivated. When plundering the tribe, those nobles are their priority targets for attack. Only when the leader dies can he control the remaining people.

Wang Li's tribe was an accident. As he said before, he really planned to withdraw his troops and return to Daxinganling before coming to Wang Li's tribe.

As the plate grows, if he wants to really develop, the talents under his command are indispensable. Otherwise, he wants to manage thousands of people in order, and he will be busy until he dies, so before

Let Lu Mu teach Hui and others to read for this purpose.

It is meaningful to let Hui take care of everything along the way. Although Ying still looks careless, she can be considered as a good deal when managing the servants under him.

Zhang Qi laughed twice, patted Wang Li on the shoulder, and the latter half-kneeled and bowed to Zhang Qi, then turned around and walked towards the yurt.

The plowing army was in a mess, the servants and the indigenous people were all in the swarms, driving cattle and horses, and packing valuable things in the tribe. The female soldiers and NPCs were guarding Zhang Qi's side.

After a while, Wang Li walked over with a cylinder wrapped in fur, and then presented it to Zhang Qi with both hands.

"Your Majesty."

Wang Li's mood was actually very complicated at this moment. He surrendered to Zhang Qi in humiliation, but after surrendering, he found that Zhang Qi was good and looked like a wise master.

As a warrior, he certainly knew how precious the sword Zhang Qi gave him was, so in all kinds of strange moods, he chose to dedicate the most precious things in the tribe and even his family to

Zhang Qi.

Opening the tightly wrapped animal skin package, Zhang Qi poured out the things in the cylinder, and the three slightly black bamboo slips exuded a faint ink fragrance.

He took a roll and put it in his hand, and Wang Li continued to hold the rest. Zhang Qi opened the bamboo slips.

Small characters from fly heads appeared in his eyes. The books were official script, Qin Li, and Zhang Qi didn't recognize much, but he could probably read some of them with the shape of the font, but they could not be coherent.

Before paper was invented and used on a large scale, any carrier of knowledge was precious. Zhang Qi took a rough look, then carefully put it into the cylinder and placed it in the world of riding and cutting.

Good things must be kept well. There is no safer in the world than riding the world. Zhang Qi planned to take them out before hundreds of copies of these three volumes of Jianshu were copied. Uh, it was not right.

After copying it, bamboo slips are no longer important.

It disappeared and appeared again. Wang Li looked at Zhang Qi's eyes with fear except for fear.

Looking at Wang Li, who couldn't stop talking, Zhang Qi patted his shoulder and smiled out of the corner of his mouth: "Follow me, you won't regret it."

Wang Li's mind was shocked, and the speed of spiritual points being integrated faster.

After a while, the messy plowing part became regular, and all the cattle and sheep were driven together. The sheep were tied up and threw them on the excess horse's back, and the cattle were also responsible for the work of camel beasts.

"go home!"

On the way, Zhang Qi waved his hand, thousands of horses, tens of thousands of cattle and sheep, and the momentum was huge.
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