Although Song Wen asked again and again, Daruch decided to ignore him. The two guys were still trying to trick each other, and suddenly there was a knock on the courtyard door.
Song Wen asked Daruch to hide in the house and got up to open the door. The person who could come to Lin Chong's lair would definitely not be an outsider.
As soon as the door opened, both people inside and outside the door were stunned...
A pretty girl stood outside the door with a mother-in-law, who also held a small bundle in her hand.
Song Wen was suspicious and just about to speak, but the girl bowed... "But the Song family brother is in front of you? The slave Wang Yueniang is giving me a gift for my brother."
Song Wen suddenly realized it and slapped himself on the back of the head...it turned out to be the daughter of Wang Jin, the instructor of the Forbidden Army, Lin Chong's little sweetheart...Yue Niang!
"I've seen...sister Yueniang! Haha, how good is Mr. Wang? Brother Lin Chong is not here. Sister, please come in and talk."
Yueniang hesitated for a moment, then took the servant woman into the courtyard and then stood next to the stone table and said: "Brother Lao is thinking about me. My father has always been fine, but I haven't seen Brother Lin for a long time. And autumn is here, so I do
I brought him two robes and jackets, but I didn’t expect to meet the Song family brother.”
Song Wen put his hands behind his back and smiled: "It's because I, the older brother, don't think well. I lead Lin Chong around and work all day long, and I neglect my sister... Haha..."
Yueniang blushed for a moment, then lowered her head and said: "There was a big battle in the south city of Bianliang a few days ago. Uncle Zhou from the Yuquan Gym and the heroes from Bianliang helped the government wipe out the evil-doing Ling'erhui, Senior Brother Lin.
My brother and brother from the Song family also contributed a lot... He can be called a hero!"
It turned out that he was worried about whether Lin Chong was injured when he went into battle... Song Wen said with a smile: "Lin Chong's martial arts skills are very good. A few petty thieves can't hurt him..."
Unexpectedly, Yueniang changed the topic and said in a low voice: "Following my brother to practice martial arts to save people and do great things, Yueniang will naturally feel relieved... However, I just hope that he will not be blinded by the blooming flowers... and waste his good years of practicing martial arts.
,That's good!"
Good guy, a soft nail choked Song Wen half to death... It turns out that he still can't worry about Lin Chong following him, the Bianliang turtle who dominates Huajieliuxiang, has his theology broken?
Song Wen was so embarrassed that he could almost dig out a three-bedroom apartment with his toes on the ground, and assured with a smile...Lin Chong is an unparalleled general! It's too late to cherish him, how could he be deceived by wine and sex? And let Yue
Don't worry, mother, with a word from me, Song Wen...all the brothels in Bianliang have closed their doors to Lin Chong! He will never be able to drink another glass of flower wine in this life!
This scene made Daruchi, who was hiding in the house and peeping, want to burst out with joy. He covered his big mouth and twitched... Little Turtle God, God of Turtles! God of Wealth in the Flower Street... You can make money and live in the world, right?
You can make good friends and curry favor with the powerful people of the day, right? Hahaha... A young girl will mock you and warn you until your face turns red and you roll your eyes... Hahaha, wonderful!
Watching Song Wen send Wang Yueniang away, Daruch couldn't help laughing anymore in the room...
Song Wen turned around and sat on the chair depressedly, shouting: "Are you laughing your ass off? If you laugh again, I will let you put on a green jacket and go to Wazi Street to be a little turtle!"
Daruchi walked out of the house holding back his laughter, squatted at the door and asked angrily: "Aren't you afraid that I will scare those high-ranking officials in your Southern Dynasty to death? Then you won't make any money..."
Song Wen glanced at this guy and suddenly said: "Daruch, although I, Song Wen, am not a noble person, I am not someone like Brother Yelushan who abandons his brothers at will! What I have said to you will always count. You
If you don't want to leave, you can stay, but I don't raise idle men! You can go to Qingshan Village, I have prepared ten horses... When you go, you only have one thing to do, and that is to teach all the teenagers your riding skills!
"
Daruch thought for a while and nodded: "Is there anything else?"
"In addition to horseback riding, there is also mounted archery, which you Mongolians are best at! Not to mention that we Song people are good at bows and arrows. Standing on the ground and drawing a bow and shooting arrows are two different things from riding a galloping horse..."
Daruch suddenly raised his head and looked at Song Wendao: "Chipping shooting? You southerners also want to learn galloping shooting? That can only be learned by a child who grew up on a horse..."
Song Wen picked up the flask and took a sip, then waved his hand: "It's your business how to teach them, I don't care... I won't force you, just teach me twenty teenagers who can shoot with accuracy!
"
Daruchi's eyes flashed and he didn't say anything.
Song Wen continued: "I will give you ten taels of silver every month! Everyone's riding skills, twenty people's riding and shooting skills... I have also taught them how to charge and fight on horseback. I want everyone to be able to control them."
The horse swings the sword!"
Daruch was stunned for a moment: "Don't southerners like to use carbines and spears?"
Song Wen shook his head: "That can only be tempered by a horse army selected from thousands of people. Don't think I don't know. The easiest thing to practice right away is to chop with the saber..."
With that said, Song Wen actually stood up and pulled a strong wooden box from under the shelf where Lin Chong kept his weapons!
It opened with a bang, and three short-handled narrow knives that had never been seen before appeared in front of Daruch.
"This is a three-handled saber made by the blacksmith of Qingshan Village using the drawings I left behind... You are an expert in mounted warfare. You have fought with horse bandits and Jurchen Tatars. Come and try which one is the best.
Suitable for large numbers of ordinary cavalry?”
As soon as he saw the weapon, Daruch's wildness suddenly burst out, and he hurried over and took out a saber and pulled it out... With a swish, the blade was bright and narrow, the back of the blade was moderately thick, and the whole saber had a graceful arc... Strange
This sword is obviously a one-handed sword. The guard of the sword actually extends out of the sword, and then spreads back and connects with the tail of the handle... In this way, the entire right hand of the cavalryman is well protected.
The three-handled knives are almost the same, except for some differences in length and arc.
With a knife in his hand, Daruch immediately became aggressive! He turned around to chop, stood on the stone table and slashed downward with the knife from left to right, blocking and slashing... The moves were simple and practical, without any sense of beauty but extremely powerful!
Song Wen secretly cursed in his heart... As expected, the Mongolian cavalry, with tens of thousands of elite soldiers in the future, will be able to push across West Asia and even the Danube River. This bravery and momentum alone make people fearful.
After waving for a long time, Daruch regretted that there were no horses to ride in this aggrieved city. Finally, he wiped the sweat from his forehead and jumped to the ground. He stroked the heaviest and straightest saber in his hand with pity and said: "I
This kind of real warrior must like this kind of heavy sword, it is really a good weapon... However, you southerners are not good at riding and have insufficient strength, so the second type of saber is the most suitable for you... As long as you have enough strength and are familiar with saber splitting
You can use it with the force and angle of cutting!"
Song Wen nodded, this guy wouldn't lie, and his opinions were still very valuable.
"Daruch, I will keep my promise... help me train these cavalry seeds for up to three years... I will let you ride the horse back to the grassland safely with the money you earned! You will never do it again.
No one’s slave anymore…”
Daruch was suddenly stunned and turned around to look at Song Wen in surprise... "Will you let me go free? Let me go back to the grassland?"
Song Wen nodded: "In three years, I think my spirits will definitely be sold throughout the North through caravans... At that time, you can also recruit a group of people to guard my caravan on the grassland. I can
How about keeping your whole tribe fed and clothed...?"
Daruch was shocked and stared at Song Wen in shock for a long time... But he knew in his heart that if this little turtle really wanted to do business with Mobei on the grassland, he might not be lying...
"I, Daruch...I..."
Daruch looked at Song Wen with a serious face, slowly stood up straight and bent down with his right hand on his chest... "Daruch will definitely do his best to help the master train the cavalry... I also hope that the master can keep his promise when the time comes!"
Song Wen clapped his hands happily... "That's it! Don't call me master anymore. You are half free now! From now on, you can call me proprietor or mistress. When I return to the grassland in the future,
You can only call me the proprietor...because I have to pay for your food, hahahaha!"