At this time, Zhang Fengyan, who was waiting for someone to ask questions, did not know about Mao Rou's mental activity at this time, and even more so, he did not know that his own situation had been roughly grasped by others in a short period of time. He strictly followed Wang Zhen's instructions, not speaking much or saying too much, allowing Mao Rou to continue scanning him, quietly waiting for the adult opposite him to start asking questions.

  "You've been practicing martial arts for quite some time now, I suppose your skills aren't bad either." Ma Jun took a sip of tea to moisten his throat before asking Zhang Feng in a casual tone that didn't sound like an official interrogation, but rather like ordinary family chatter.

  Zhang Feng waited for half a day and finally heard the question, also letting out a sigh of relief. He respectfully replied: "In response to your question, sir, I have indeed been practicing martial arts for many years. As for the level of this martial art..."

  How long has Zhang Feng's martial arts been connected, it's good to answer, but let him evaluate his own martial arts as high or low, this is not easy to say. If you say high, people will think you are boasting and don't know how big you are. If you say low, you're afraid that people will say you are overly modest. Under these two difficulties, Zhang Feng also doesn't know how to answer well.

  "No need to hesitate, I know your martial arts skills are high. The five subordinates in front of you just spoke highly of you, and while you were not here, I also took a look at your merit records. Goodness gracious, this one look was shocking! Truly, it scared me half to death. In the great Ming dynasty, there hasn't been a general flag like you who has killed so many people."

  Mao Yun took the initiative to speak out the answer for Zhang Feng, and it seemed that even Zhang Feng's kill count surprised him, the head of the school inspection department.

  "In the autumn of the 13th year of Hongwu, I followed the army for a year and six months. The first time I really went into battle was when I was invited to suppress bandits, but it seemed that the enemy surrendered without firing an arrow, and you were the first to achieve merit. The second time was during the Northern Expedition, where we fought under the city of Gaozhou, beheading 63 enemies, and in the great battle of Ningcheng, as a central army guard, beheading 77 enemies, but because of reckless advance, 20 merits were deducted. And then there was the number of enemies killed during the Southern Expedition, adding up to the Battle of Baishi River, a total of 179 people killed. This kid has been in the army for not long and already has 319 heads accounted for, tsk tsk tsk..."

  Ma Qian slowly read the merit book in his hand, every stroke and every line was clear. As for these military achievements, Zhang Feng didn't care about them at all. He had no special feelings, killing Yuan people was to avenge his family and also the duty of a soldier. Until now, he still didn't understand how to calculate military merit.

  The two school inspectors standing beside Mao Feng were shocked, if it weren't for the rules that required them to maintain a poker face, they would have been stunned. What kind of bravery was this, to be able to kill so many enemies in just a few battles? And these were not just any ordinary people, but those with a record and a number, if you counted the countless Zhang Fengs, wouldn't that be equivalent to a small thousand-man cut?

  To know the number of people killed is even a brave general, at least it's a deputy thousand household job. A young general like Zhang Feng who has unparalleled bravery and strength should be a sought-after figure by various big shots. How could he still be just a small flag holder now? This made the two men puzzled.

  They didn't know that the merit book in Ma Jun's hand had not been cashed, which means that Zhang Feng and others' heads were just numbers for now. Everything would have to wait until they returned to Beiping to calculate these military achievements. After the military statistics were completed, Tang Yun would definitely promote Zhang Feng. Even if he didn't directly rise to the rank of Qianhu, he would at least advance to the position of Baihu. He might even be recommended to his own king, Zhu Di, after all, such a martial arts expert would make a better personal bodyguard.

  "What a young and promising Hundred Man Slayer, the future prospects are boundless!" Ma Feng sighed, clearly becoming more and more curious about Zhang Feng. Young, calm (or so Ma Feng thought), with a noble temperament, unflappable, and possessing exceptional martial skills - such a person would captivate anyone's attention.

  Otherwise, how could Xu Sheng be so close to Zhang Feng, and Lan Yu would have looked at him with different eyes. If it weren't for this time when Tang Yun was ordered to respond to the heavenly call, Lan Yu might have found an excuse to transfer Zhang Feng under his command long ago.

  "I won't ask more unnecessary questions, since you've already heard it from those five underlings of yours. Now I only have one question for you to answer: can you clearly recall the enemy's moves and tactics on that day?"

  Let's put aside the question of whether he is a good person or not for now. Máo Xiǎo wants to ask Zhāng Fēng the most important question, and he believes that with Zhāng Fēng's exquisite martial arts skills, he will subconsciously pay attention to the enemy's moves and obtain the origins of those White Lotus bandits' moves, which is what Máo Xiǎo wants to get from this trip.

  As soon as he received the news of Bai Lian's reappearance in Jing, he sent someone to investigate the battlefield that day. However, the continuous rain for several days washed away all the clues that could be left behind. Helplessly, Mao Rou could only let his subordinates pay more attention to any unusual movements within Tongren Prefecture, but this aimless observation was useless.

  If they were to find out about some people's martial arts moves today, it would be a major piece of information. They don't have many leads to investigate, but there are countless hidden figures among the three teachings and nine streams, the Jianghu wanderers, and so on. After inquiring and verifying from all sides, they will surely find something by following the clues. And the premise for all this is whether Zhang Feng can remember his moves from that day.

  Zhang Feng had long guessed that Mao Xiong would ask, and after a slight recollection in his heart, he spoke out: "As for what you said, I do indeed remember some moves. May I be allowed to practice them here?"

  "Of course, someone come and move the table away, give Zhang Zong a clear space to perform." Ma Jun said with great joy, now it's just one step away from getting the clue.

  Zhang Feng loosened his muscles and tendons, borrowed a chopstick from Mao Ling, and began to demonstrate. He displayed the enemy's moves he still remembered, and the two examiners who had been prepared in advance took notes hastily. Every move, every step, was almost identical to Zhang Feng's movements when he fought against the bandit that day.

  After a while, Zhang Feng's demonstration was almost over. He hesitated for a moment before speaking: "I can only remember this much, some parts are very vague, but the moves and tactics of these people are similar to those of someone I fought in Beiping."

  Mao Ran immediately asked upon hearing this, and it was an unexpected gain. "Quickly tell me, Zhang Zong, who is from Beiping?"

  "I don't know who he is, just a short and fat man I met on the way down the mountain when eliminating bandits. He uses an iron rod, and his moves are as ruthless and sinister as the knife methods used by the hijackers that day."

  "But what about the Pinggu County bandit suppression?" Mao asked suddenly with some excitement.

  "It was during the time when Pinggu was suppressing bandits." Zhang Feng didn't know why the adult in front of him was so agitated, but he was telling the truth.

  "Haha, it's really heaven helping me! Pass down the order to bring out the secret investigation records of Pinggu, I remember that Zhao Chuhai was killed by a short and fat person." Ma Rong couldn't help but reveal his confidential information as the head of the inspection department to Zhang Feng, an outsider. Everything was due to the White Lotus case, from having no leads to getting two pieces of intelligence today, which was like a pie falling from the sky for Ma Rong... Latest chapter please follow WeChat account: rdww444

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