"Where did the big boss come from?" Hou Jiawei hurriedly smiled and said: "Vote for the name, but the subordinates have already prepared-"

He beckoned backwards, and Hou Jing and the others each threw out a few heads from the blood-stained cloth bags on the side of the saddle, which were the heads of the people in the caravan they had killed. There must be about twenty of them, and they are rolling all over the ground. At first, they were surprised why the adults let them bring all these things, but now they understand it, and they can't help but admire it in their hearts.

"And this." Hou Jiawei turned around and came to his horse, and next a blanket from above, he untied the blanket, and from it he took out a handful of small silver ingots and spread them on the ground.

The sun shines on the silver ingots, reflecting a mesmerizing glow.

The horse thieves stared at the silver, and their eyes showed greed that could not be concealed.

I am afraid that there will be no two or three hundred taels of silver in this blanket!

Hou Jiawei took out a large handful from it with both hands, almost a dozen taels, walked to the white pockmark, and said with a smile: "This is your filial piety to the big boss, a little bit of the little brother's heart, please smile." ”

Bai Mazi smiled and laughed: "Brother Hou is really a clever person. ”

As he spoke, he accepted it politely.

Hou Jiawei gave some to each of the horse thieves present, and said some auspicious words with a smile. The black-eyed beads are the most inconspicuous white flowers, and his low posture**a**book**reading**novel and the gold and silver sent by him have greatly changed the attitude of the horse thieves towards him, and his heart has also been given the label of being kind and kind.

Don't underestimate fame. For the heroes on the green forest road, reputation is often much more important than strength.

Bai Mazi got these many benefits, and he was no longer embarrassed by Hou Jiawei, and said with a smile: "Let's go." Go up! Brother Hou has just joined the group, and everything is not familiar yet, so let's take you around first. ”

Hou Jiawei knelt down and kowtowed again: "Thank you, big boss!" ”

Bai Mazi laughed.

It's just that when Hou Jiawei turned around and walked towards his war horse, the corners of his mouth were slightly pulled down, and his face was full of disdain.

"A horse thief is a horse thief after all, a gutless bandit. It's a shame that I still looked down on him at the beginning, this white pockmark, it's just that, Lao Tzu is a person who woos him like this, and it is a big taboo in the officialdom, but I didn't expect him to care at all. So much better! ”

The group rode horses and rushed in the direction of Hutou Mountain.

Beyond a hill, there was a sudden opening in front of me.

At the foot of Hutou Mountain, there is a plain formed by the impact of the river, and the soil is rich, and on both sides of the river, the weeds are emptied, and a piece of land about a mile or two is vacated. In this clearing, there are ditches and ridges, and it is obvious that crops are planted.

This also surprised Hou Jiawei.

The group bypassed the crop field and only headed towards Hutou Mountain. The southern slope of Hutou Mountain is gentle, and it is easy to go up with a horse. I don't know what age the mountain road was built, it is already very old, and it is not difficult for people to pass all the way forward. At last, when we were about to reach the platform at three-fifths of the height of the peak, the mountain suddenly became extremely steep, and there was only a sheep's intestine path leading upwards, and several bends were made.

Hou Jiawei looked up and knew why Bai Mazi chose this place as a stronghold. This place is really easy to defend and difficult to attack, as long as a few dozen people are placed on the platform, even hundreds of people are afraid that they will not be able to defeat it.

On the platform, the front suddenly opened up.

Looking back, the vast mountain valley is in full view, and to the south, there is the continuous mountains and mountains of Daqing Mountain.

The area of this platform is not small, half a mile in circumference, and at the end of the platform, there is an extremely high and very large cave entrance.

This place is called Hutou Mountain, which has its own origin.

The mountain is like a tiger's head, and the best thing is that at about three-fifths of the height of the mountain, there is a huge cave that looks like the big mouth of the tiger's head.

This big hole is the tiger's mouth.

The height is twelve or thirteen zhang, the width is more than twenty zhang, I don't know how deep it is, at a glance, the black hole is hole. On the stone wall at the top of the cave, the pine trees are like covers, and a large area of yellowed vines hangs down. And there was a long stream of water gurgling out of the hole. The stone wall at the entrance of the cave is like cutting, and there are some stone carvings next to it.

At this time, everyone had already dismounted, and Bai Mazi had a touch of pride on his face, and stretched out his hand and said, "Brother Hou, please!" ”

They led their horses into the cave.

The cave looked dark from the outside, but it wasn't. The entrance to the cave is extremely high, and the sunlight can shine from the south, but it is still quite bright in this cave. The inside of the cave is very spacious, and you can see that there are traces of cleaning, and even the broken stones have been cleaned to the side. The cave is not very deep, only about 20 zhang before it comes to an end.

Looking at the tall stone wall in front of him, Hou Jiawei couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Bai Mazi has been observing his expression, and smiled proudly when he saw this, but he took him to the right.

Turn to the right, take another three or four steps forward, and suddenly the front of you will be bright!

It turned out that he had already come out of the cave, and in front of him was a mountain valley.

The valley is not large, only about two or three miles in circumference, but it is surrounded by high mountains, and it is obviously warmer than outside. The valley is slightly lower than the exit of the cave, and the terrain is gentle, like a large, shallow pot. To the north of the valley is a large area of dense forest, and against the forest is a stockade.

From time to time, horse thieves on Mongolian horses roared past the valley, bringing a commotion.

Bai Mazi said with a smile: "Brother Hou, how is my village?" ”

"It's really a treasure of feng shui!" Hou Jiawei exclaimed, and hurriedly said a few words of flattery.

Bai Mazi was in a very good mood, and led everyone to turn over and get on the horse, running all the way to the cottage. The horse thieves encountered along the road were very surprised by Hou Jiawei and his party, and they all looked over. Bai Mazi ordered all the men who could ride horses and kill people to gather in the Juyi Hall.

The stockade was no different from a normal village, except that there was a simple wooden fence and a wall made of earth and stone, and it was against a small river in front of it, so no trenches were dug. In terms of defensive strength, it may not be able to catch up with some of the civil forts in the north of the Sanjin Land at this time.

The layout is similar to that of the village, with each house made of adobe and wood, and a large amount of open space around it, some of which are planted with vegetables and vegetables, and some of which are poultry and livestock.

The so-called Juyi Hall is just the largest house in the center of the village.

It is quite magnificent, it is built with a large wood and granite that is held by one person, there are three steps in front of the door, and there are five or six zhang square circles inside, which is very wide.

There is also a big banner of 'Walking for Heaven' erected outside.

In the Juyi Hall, there are some seats on both sides, and the tiger skin chair on the top one sitting in the north and facing the south is naturally white pockmark. On the left hand side of his hand, there was also a slightly smaller chair, which was also covered with a animal skin that Hou Jiawei could not name.

In a few moments, the men in the stockade were all gathered.

In front of everyone, Bai Mazi announced that Hou Jiawei was the third master, and as for the second master, it was an old man who had been promoted before. A burly man in his thirties, with a face full of meat, killed pigs in Yanghe City before going up the mountain, and had a flower name, called 'Wu Butcher'.

However, Bai Mazi still has some worries about Hou Jiawei after all, and only let him lead his ten families, as for the manpower, he didn't have a single one.

Hou Jiawei didn't care about this, but just breathed a long sigh of relief.

Finally settled down in the cottage station.

Damn, it's not easy!

……

"The first lesson, cavalry versus infantry. The training session has officially begun! Lesson 1, Lesson 1, Spear Assassination! ”

Wang Tong shouted at the top of his voice, waved the small pennant in his hand down, and said loudly: "Begin!" First row, impact! ”

This is the cavalry training ground near the left of Anxiangdun, this open space surrounded by hills on three sides, this period of time has been in full swing, people shouting and neighing, very lively.

Forty-seven horsemen were now in formation—or, to be more precise, they could not yet be called cavalry, or more accurately, horsemen. It is a rectangular formation with a width of eight people and a depth of six people, sitting north and facing south. One Jean was missing from the last row, and it was exactly forty-seven.

All of them sat upright on their horses, and the first row of men held the reins in their left hand, while their right hand held the spear in one arm, and the right hand was about a foot and a half above the tail of the spear, and the section about a foot and a half in length was attached to the forearm of the right hand. The palm of the right hand is slightly upward, and the arm can also be used by the spear to react, which makes it more comfortable to hold, and it is also more stable and less labor-saving.

And Wang Tong, Wang Hun, Yelu Huli and the three heads of the three were sitting on one side, east to west, with solemn faces.

Whether it is a cavalry spear or a saber, it is actually a one-handed weapon for cavalry.

The scenes that often appear in TV dramas are that the cavalry of the brigade only controls the horse with their legs, and makes all kinds of fancy movements in the high-speed gallop of the horse with weapons in both hands, which is basically nonsense. It was too difficult to control the war horse with only two legs. Shi Jin Wang Hun and none of them can do it, only Dong Ce and Yelu Lihe, who grew on horseback, can barely reach it.

At this time, whether in the east or the west, when the cavalry charged, they held the reins of the horse with one hand to stabilize their body, and the other held the weapon. This is no exception even for those traditional knights of Western knight families who grew up on horseback, honed their martial arts all day long, grew up eating beef, and had a stout physique and skilled horsemanship.

Not to mention these family members.

As they struck the horses, the horses began to move. About a hundred paces away, there were ten wooden shelves, each with a scarecrow tied to it, about the height of a normal person. For the first twenty paces or so, the horse is walked, the next fifty paces begin with a trot, then burst into a gallop, and beyond the last thirty paces, a jog completes the whole charge.

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