Gao Cheng, who was practicing in the tent, didn't know at this time that his name had spread rapidly among the top generals of the Temujin tribe. Many generals knew that Guo Jing had such great strength, all of them were taught by Gao Cheng. They couldn't help but flicker and their eyes floated to their children.

In the evening, Gao Cheng finished his homework today. He walked out of the camp with an iron bow in his hand and came to the open space where he often practiced boxing, preparing to practice archery.

Bows and arrows are different from other weapons. They are proficient. If you don’t practice for a few days, you will feel your hands growing and the feather arrows you shoot will drop in their heads. If you don’t practice for a long time, you may be abandoned.

Collapse! The iron-tied bow is pulled into a full moon continuously, and the feather arrow shot directly into pieces that the wooden targets set in the distance. Ten feather arrows, the arrows penetrate the heart. Gao Cheng paid for it himself, as long as the feather arrows in his hand were replaced with an iron cone armor-breaking arrow, he could shoot through three layers of iron armor.

As soon as he put down the iron-tied bow, he heard a cheer coming from not far away. "Good archery! It's worthy of being a warrior who killed Wurigen with one arrow!"

Gao Cheng turned around and saw that it was Temujin, Mu Huali, Zhelemi and Zhebe. They were followed by Guo Jingtuolei and two children.

Li Ping, not far away, heard the movement and walked out and saw Temujin coming. She couldn't help but be shocked. She thought something had happened, so she hurried over to pay a visit.

"Greetings to the Khan!" Gao Cheng bowed and bowed.

Temujin walked over with a smile on his face, swept the iron-tied bow in his hand, and said, "It takes hundreds of kilograms of strength to completely pull the bow open. The little brother is indeed extraordinary!"

"Mu Huali recommended you to me not long ago. I should have visited you long ago! It was me, Temujin, whose eyes were blocked by dark clouds, and I didn't see the eagle soaring in the sky! Please forgive me, my little brother!"

Temujin was the second only to Wang Han and Zamuhe on the grassland. In order to recruit Gao Cheng, a Han warrior, he did not hesitate to make a fuss and put his posture so low.

If the Mongolian warriors or scholars from the Song Dynasty in this world were treated with such courtesy, they might have the idea of ​​dying for their confidants and directly expressed their return to Temujin.

Gao Cheng pretended to be grateful and quickly said, "Da Khan is so polite. He has mediocre skills and dare not let Da Khan praise him like this!"

Mu Huali smiled and said, "Brother Gao, you are a warrior among the Han people. Temujin Khan is a hero on the grassland. If you are a warrior, you should be in all directions. It is better to surrender to the Khan. We brothers will assist the Khan to unify the grassland together. How about it?"

Gao Cheng hesitated and said, "The Khan has such ambitions and is naturally willing to serve. However, I know nothing about marching and fighting, and I am only good at riding and shooting kung fu and punching kung fu!"

"If the Khan does not dislike him and is willing to become the Khan's guest minister, he can kill the powerful enemy for the Khan!"

Temujin, Mu Huali and others were a little disappointed when they heard this, but Temujin immediately realized that it would be nice to get a warrior to kill the enemy for him. Mu Huali and Borhu, such generals as Borshu, are not short of generals who lead troops.

Gao Cheng had his own plans in his mind. After coming to Temujin's tribe, he realized that the Mongolian cavalry's military law was strict and he had to go to train every day. Even if he defected to Temujin and became a member of the Mongolian cavalry, his status would not be much higher in the short term.

Tshebe had just defected to the position of the tenth lord. Gao Cheng probably thought he was similar. To become a tenth lord, he would be subject to military law and the previous level of centurion. He did not have much freedom and his time to practice was greatly reduced.

Becoming a guest official is different. You have enough freedom and time to practice. And when Temujin starts a war, he can also get involved and accumulate some destiny points.

Temujin laughed, patted Gao Cheng on the shoulder, and said with a smile: "Brother Gao is willing to be a guest minister. I am very happy. Mu Huali, take ten kilograms of gold and send three slaves over there!"

"Sweat a great man, I am ashamed of being too proud!" Gao Cheng's expression moved and he quickly refused.

Temujin said: "Brother Gao, don't refuse. Actually, I have something to ask for. My youngest son Tuo Lei has always wanted to become a warrior on the grassland. Since Brother Gao can teach Guo Jing, I wonder if he can also teach Tuo Lei some fist skills?"

"Teaching Toure Kung Fu?"

Gao Cheng looked at Temujin's face, hesitated for a moment and agreed. Now he still has to rely on the power of Temujin's tribe, so he will naturally not refuse the other party's request.

Tuo Lei, who was following behind, showed joy on his face when he heard this. He just saw Guo Jing's majesty of holding the spear with his bare hands, and he was very envious in his heart, and wanted to have the same strength as his good friend.

"Have you seen Master!" Tolei hurriedly ran over and bowed. The Mongolians respected the master who taught his skills very much.

Gao Cheng quickly helped the other party up and said with a smile: "Okay, every morning from now on, you and Guo Jing will come to learn fists and feet together! But practicing fists and feet requires hard work, so you must persevere!"

Tolei clenched his small fists tightly, and the resolute expression of the Mongolians appeared on his little face, and he said, "Master, don't worry, the Mongolians are never afraid of suffering!"

When Temujin, Mu Huali, Zhebe and others heard this, they burst into laughter. Guo Jing, who was following everyone, looked confused, wondering why these uncles and uncles suddenly laughed.

Seeing Temujin and others leaving with satisfaction, the smile on Gao Cheng's face gradually faded. Whether in the original world or the Three Kingdoms world, he was a complete Han Chinese. He would not forget the fact that Mongolia went south to attack the Song Dynasty in the future, causing hundreds of millions of Han people to be killed and injured.

Although Mongolia has not yet fully risen at this time and the future massacre has not yet happened in this world, Gao Cheng is unwilling to leave his kung fu in the Mongolian tribe.

Especially the martial arts originating from the Three Kingdoms World, this method of absorbing food essence and tempering the body is completely different from the Qi training method in the martial arts world. As long as you practice it as the first level of inner strength, you will be strong and have difficulty in suffering from all kinds of diseases. If Gao Cheng passes the martial arts to Tolei, the martial arts will be passed on in the future, and the warriors of the entire Mongolian tribe are all strong and not afraid of getting sick. How can there be a way for the Han people to survive in the future?

"Passing the martial arts to the Mongolian tribes can greatly increase the strength of the Mongolian cavalry by 30%, and the Gate of Destiny can get many points. However, even if you get such a destiny point, it will not make people feel at ease."

Gao Cheng looked at Tuo Lei who had walked away and said to himself: "The only one who can be taught to Tuo Lei is the secret thirteenth stance of the Golden Bell Cover. Fortunately, the first level of this technique is not too cruel to practice! As long as you do not practice the subsequent techniques, you can effectively control the danger and increase some strength."

The martial arts he taught to Tolei were only at this level of cultivation method. This martial arts could increase some strength, but it did not have the ability to nourish the body. Even if this martial arts were spread on the grassland, Gao Cheng didn't have to worry about anything. After all, there was no power or money. The secret thirteenth style of the Golden Bell Cover is the self-harm magic skill. The more you practice, the faster you die.
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