Survival skills maxed out, I feed my wife and daughter by catching fish and shrimp

After changing into a convenient black suit and a white ape cloak, Chen Changfan walked out of the tent carrying a compound bow.

At this moment, hundreds of soldiers have assembled, standing in line in unison, all looking at Chen Changfan.

There were hundreds of soldiers, each wearing leather armor and holding a longbow. The horses they had robbed last night were also pulled out. These were not just hundreds of ordinary soldiers, but a cavalry of a hundred men.

"Take a break, stand at attention!"

A loud command sounded, and the team moved in unison, making a sound like the waves of the sea.

Chen Changfan's gaze swept across the queue, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

It seems that the training these days has been effective. These former guerrillas have become organized and disciplined soldiers.

Unexpectedly, by copying the military training subjects from the previous life, the training effect was surprisingly good.

But Chen Changfan always felt like something was missing.

Recalling the anti-Japanese war films from his previous life and even recalling some classic clips, he immediately realized a key problem.

gas!

Yes, it’s just a feeling of anger!

This team is well-equipped, well-trained, and basically formed, but it still lacks a little effort.

This energy can be murderous, domineering, or even banditry.

What Chen Changfan needs most is banditry.

Because this is the magic weapon to defeat the bandits.

As long as they are more like bandits than the bandits themselves, and even the bandits are afraid of them, then this team will be complete.

When the time comes, whoever the sword points at will be mine.

These bandits are all fat sheep!

He has horses, weapons, gold, silver, treasures, and hills of all sizes. He is richer than any other landlord!

As a bandit-suppression captain, he could legitimately rob... Pah! Confiscate, confiscate the bandits' ill-gotten gains!

"hey-hey!"

The more he thought about it, the happier he felt. Chen Changfan almost couldn't hold back his laughter, but he was still seen by the sharp-eyed Fang Chang.

"Sir, what are you laughing at?"

In such a solemn occasion, Fang Chang felt his palms sweating, and the adults were actually laughing to themselves.

He suddenly felt a little creepy.

"I'm not laughing."

"You smiled."

"...After the battle, you will go and get fifty military sticks."

"...Yes, my lord."

Fang Chang immediately became obedient.

This Fang Chang is only able to withstand beatings because of his horizontal training skills, otherwise he would have been beaten to death in Chaijiabao.

After glaring at Fang Chang, Chen Changfan looked at everyone.

"Brothers, let me ask you, is the leather armor comfortable to wear? Is the warhorse exciting to ride? Is the braised pork in the cafeteria delicious?"

After the words fell, everyone looked at each other, some of them confused as to why their master suddenly asked this.

After hesitating for a moment, he responded boldly:

"This leather armor is light and strong, and it can also keep me warm. I really want it!"

"I've ridden horses before, but this is the first time I've ridden a horse as good as this one!"

"The braised pork is so delicious! It's so delicious that it's almost off your tongue!"

Some humorous remarks made everyone laugh, and Chen Changfan also laughed. But the next moment, he restrained his smile and his voice became sharp:

"Have you ever thought about where this leather armor came from? Where did this warhorse come from? Also, why can't people outside even get a full meal, but you can eat meat every day?"

As the words fell, the laughter gradually died down. Some of them might know something about these leather armor, horses, and meat, but some certainly didn't, so everyone turned their attention to Chen Changfan again.

"This leather armor was looted!"

After the words were spoken, everyone looked puzzled. Many people saw with their own eyes the female workers sewing the leather armor, which was clearly sewn stitch by stitch, so how could it be considered stolen?

"This leather armor is precious, mainly because the raw materials are scarce. Some of the leather armor you're wearing is made of cowhide, but most are made of wild wolf and wild boar skin. But there's only so much prey in these green mountains. Besides hunters, there are also bandits who steal from us. When we steal the prey, we get meat and animal skins. So, isn't the leather armor you're wearing stolen?"

"Your Excellency is right. Leather armor is hard to come by, and we must cherish it!"

The soldiers nodded.

"And these horses! They're all fast, you can't even buy them with money outside! These are what my three platoon leaders and I snatched back last night!"

"And the food and cotton were also stolen from the bandits by you these days!"

"The reason I'm saying this is to emphasize one thing to you: in this world, if you don't rob others, others will rob you! Let me ask you—"

Chen Changfan asked in a hoarse voice. "Do you want to have enough food and warm clothes?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to ask for a reward?"

"miss you!"

"Do you want to join me and take down these damn bandits?"

"think!!!"

Chen Changfan jumped onto the horse, raised his front hooves high, and let out a high-pitched neigh.

"Then come with me and fuck him!"

Hundreds of soldiers mounted their horses in unison, their blood boiling and shouting at the top of their lungs.

"Fuck you!"

Except for leaving dozens of young and strong men to guard the mountain, hundreds of soldiers and cavalry marched out of the mountain and headed straight for the Qietou Mountain.

The team was so powerful that the wild animals along the way fled away, and flocks of frightened birds flew out of the mountains and forests.

There were several patrols from mountain strongholds along the way. They saw this team from afar and were so frightened that they hurried back to the stronghold to report.

"Report——"

"A cavalry unit descended from Xiaofeng Mountain, marching northward in a mighty procession. Leading the charge was that scoundrel officer, Chen Changfan. I don't know what he fed the soldiers, but they're all howling like they've been given a shot of chicken blood!"

When they heard that the enemy had hundreds of cavalrymen, the village chiefs became a little restless and asked in surprise,

"Damn it, are you coming for me? Why are you still standing there? Go back and report back!"

Hundreds of cavalrymen are enough to sweep through many small mountain strongholds. No wonder these stronghold leaders trembled after hearing this.

Fortunately, this cavalry team ignored the small villages along the way and rushed all the way to the Qietou Mountain.

This time, they were not wearing masks, nor did they attack from behind, but they attacked openly.

Hundreds of soldiers and cavalry surrounded the gate of the caravan's stronghold, with solemn and murderous looks on their faces.

Chen Changfan gave Fang Chang a look, and the latter took a deep breath and shouted loudly with full energy:

"Listen up, all of you horse caravans! Today, Captain Chen, the bandit-suppression captain, is personally leading a hundred cavalrymen out of the mountains to suppress the bandits. Will you obediently open the gates of your village and surrender right here, or will you wait for us to tear down your broken gates and chop off your heads?"

"Open the door quickly!"

"Did the caravan hear that?"

Before a fight, a war of words is essential.

But all they could hear was Fang Chang and the others shouting and cursing, while the people in the caravan camp didn't dare to even fart, let alone show their heads.

I have heard for a long time that Chen Changfan is an excellent archer who can hit the target accurately from a hundred paces away. No one wants to lose his life for a momentary verbal pleasure.

Inside the tent, the newly appointed gang leader Hong Youyi, who hadn't even sat down yet, was so anxious that sweat broke out on his forehead.

"Damn you Chen Changfan! You killed Ma Cheng, and that's fine. You stole the warhorse, and that's tolerable. But it's only been less than half a day, and you're here again?"

Hong Youyi cursed non-stop, but his expression was as grim as if his father had died. "Second update! Hehe! Keep writing!"