"I wonder what else do you have to help with, sir?"

"We were robbed by nearby bandits, and I was the only one left. I asked, there were less than a hundred bandits. It depends on whether you should be an official in the Bingzhou army. Can you help eliminate the bandits?"

When Zhang Yang heard this, he said in embarrassment: "I'm not intimidated by the fact that I can indeed mobilize troops to eliminate bandits, but I don't dare to mobilize troops privately. That's to be dealt with by military law."

The middle-aged scribe smiled when he heard this: "Then forget it, it's nothing. You have helped a lot."

At this time, Zhang Yang suddenly remembered Gao Shun, "But I remembered that I could take my husband to find a friend to help, but it might not be possible."

"So let's go together."

"That's the point, sir!"

"please."

So they went back to the valley together. After arriving at the valley, Zhang Yang introduced the scholar to Gao Shun, but the scholar never said who he was. Zhang Yang told Gao Shun everything that happened on the way, and Gao Shun indeed left the scholar to talk to him alone, so Zhang Yang had to avoid it.

After a while, after Gao Shun came out of the military tent, he immediately ordered troops, and the Eight Hundred Clan sent troops to wipe out the bandits. Later, the bandits were destroyed, and the middle-aged scholar also said goodbye.

Zhang Yang also asked Gao Shun who the middle-aged scholar was, but Gao Shun said he didn't know either, he only knew that the man was from the Liangzhou Army.

That's how it happened. After hearing this, Ma Chao felt that he had guessed the middle-aged scholar almost everything, Liangzhou Army, and the idea that he had come up with was so capable of calculating people's hearts, that was only him.

"I wonder if Uncle Zhi still remembers the appearance of a middle-aged scholar?" In order to confirm his guess, Ma Chao asked Zhang Yang about the appearance of a middle-aged scholar.

Although it has been two years since then, Zhang Yang still remembers the appearance of the middle-aged scholar, and he described it to Ma Chao.

"It's him!"

"Does Brother Meng Qi still know that person?"

"It's not familiar, but I've only met once. That person should be Jia Xu and Jia Wenhe from Wuwei, Liangzhou. He is one of the few wise men in the world!"

"Jia Xu, Jia Wenhe." Zhang Yang muttered, it was obvious that he had never heard of Jia Xu.

"Brother Meng Qi, let's not talk about fake and real people. I have other things to tell you."

"Brother Zhi, please tell me if you have something to do."

"That's right, you also know that the 200 elite troops in our camp have been gathered today. Fengxian, Fuyi and I discussed it before. When I gathered with these 200 people, we will train together for a month, and then have a drill and competition with Fuyi's trap camp to increase our understanding of each other. Of course, not everyone will go to the drill, but select some elites to participate. Brother Meng Qi, you also know what strength Fuyi's trap camp is. I have no idea about our elite camp."

Ma Chao smiled and said, "What do you think Uncle Zhi?"

"Although I have no clue, that's the past. When I came back just now, my subordinates had already reported to me about the situation this month. I really didn't expect that Brother Meng Qi is not only skilled in martial arts, but also has the ability to train soldiers. So I want to ask Brother Meng Qi to help me train soldiers for another month, otherwise our battalion would have to lose my lord!" Zhang Yang looked bitter.
Chapter completed!