Zhao Lin and her sister Zhao Shan are the daughter of the 3rd Tun Castle of the Zhao Family, 30 miles west of Xu Family St.

When the Tartars broke the fort that day, their father and brother died near the gate of the fortress, and their mother was... Alas, she died anyway.

Although Zhao Lin is pampered (compared to other castle people), she has a lively personality. She usually likes to go to the woods near the castle like a boy to pick up bird eggs, and use a slingshot to shoot some small beasts and birds to eat, which is in sharp contrast to her quiet sister.

Seeing the Tartars enter the fort, she immediately took action, applied a handful of ashes on her and her sister's faces, changed into tattered clothes, and hid in the firewood pile to avoid the Tartars' first butcher knife.

Afterwards, their sisters wanted to get into the fugitive team of the surviving fortresses and wanted to go to other fortresses, but unfortunately, the refugee team was not experienced enough, had no food, and did not move fast. The Tartars were led by the surrendered fortresses, so they could easily catch the small team back.

Xu Shiyang probably knew everything about it later.

The team of Tartars continued to plunder with their prisoners until they arrived near the 15th Tun of the Xu family and were attacked by Xu Shiyang.

"The revenge of killing my father is irreconcilable." Zhao Lin said seriously: "I have no men in my family, so I have to take revenge! So I want to join the army! I want to kill the Tartars!"

At present, Xu Shiyang’s favorite word is to kill Tartars.

If the Han people were not afraid of the Tartars and had a qualified regime to organize them, the situation would not have been so decayed.

Unfortunately, without the leader, most men are not as brave as Zhao Lin, a 13-year-old girl.

"I'm very pleased that you have the will to kill the enemy." Xu Shiyang pondered, trying to use a less hurtful tone, and said tactfully: "But the battlefield is different from what you think. Even if you join the personal army..., well, I'm thinking about forming a medical team..."

"No, I just want to go to the battlefield!" Zhao Lin said firmly: "I have visited the training of the personal soldiers these days. The musket doesn't require much effort. If a boy can do it, I can definitely use it too!"

In fact, what Zhao Lin said makes some sense.

In terms of weapon operation alone, the Fire Door Gun is indeed a fool-type weapon - it is not as heavy as a comb or flintlock, nor as recoil as a modern rifle that fires full-power bullets. Even underage children can use it, which is comparable to AK in this regard.

Simply put, the most necessary quality to use this weapon is boldness (because you have to shoot at close range) and carefulness (carefully operating the gunpowder and the fuse, they are too close).

As for strength, it is of course good to have it, and it is not unacceptable to not have it.

After all, Xu Shiyang's current personal soldiers have no strength.

If there are extra fire door guns, or if Xu Shiyang can equip personal soldiers and men with more advanced firearms, it seems that it is quite good to give the eliminated fire door guns to girls like Zhao Lin.

Unfortunately, Xu Shiyang does not have so many weapons and limited muskets, so he must concentrate on equipping with more useful people.

"That's it."

Xu Shiyang decided to make a little compromise. In short, he could not hurt the young man's determination to kill the enemy.

"After a while, I will ask Mama Rong to say that girls who have the same idea as you can sign up. As long as they pass the assessment, they can be assigned to the personal army."

Hearing this, Zhao Lin nodded happily.

Some things she said just now were untrue.

In fact, the day when the Tartars broke through the fort, her young brother couldn't help crying, and was noticed by the Tartars who broke into the door. In order not to reveal the hiding position of their two daughters, their mother had to carry their younger brother out of the hiding place.

Zhao Shan and Zhao Lin sisters were in the wood pile, watching the Tartars smash their younger brother to death in front of their desperate mother, and torture their mother to death.

Since then, Zhao Lin has only two things left in her heart: first, take good care of her only relative and sister. Second, take revenge and kill the Tartars.

It is certainly not enough to kill only one Haihuli. It is also unrealistic to encounter another opportunity to stab the Tartars with a knife.

Zhao Lin believes that only by joining Xu Shiyang's personal soldiers can she have the chance to take revenge.

Moreover, the personal soldiers were well treated, and as the lord of the fortress, no one in the fortress dared to bully her sister - her personality is too cowardly and looks too easy to bully.

As for assessments and other girls, Zhao Lin didn't know what other girls would think and do, but she thought she had no problem.

"In advance, I have so many musket equipment for women's teams now." Xu Shiyang continued: "Your main task is still medical work."

Zhao Lin's originally excited expression collapsed at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"I will promulgate specific regulations for women's soldiers to you. To be a personal soldier, you must strictly follow the regulations."

Xu Shiyang ignored Zhao Linnara's long face and said seriously:

"Girl, if you become a personal soldier, you will no longer be an ordinary farm girl. Although you may not be able to fight with swords and guns in your hands for the time being, you are a soldier and must obey orders. I will also manage you with military law."

"That's true, but I can really kill the Tartars, you know!" Zhao Lin was still a little unwilling: "I have also read books, and we girls are more delicate than boys. I think we use that musket to be more convenient than boys with thick hands and feet."

"Girl, now in the battle, the musket can only fire one shot." Xu Shiyang smiled and shook his head: "I have to use the musket as an iron rod and go up and fight the Tartars to death."

Zhao Lin seemed even more disappointed.

"Besides, soldiers regard obeying orders as their duty. This kind of thing is not to do whatever you want. I order you to assume the responsibility of medical care. You must do it well. If you don't do it well, I will punish you, and may even kill you directly."

"You must think about this, whether to be a medical staff or a medical staff among soldiers."

Seeing Zhao Lin's expression that was about to cry, Xu Shiyang felt that he had to give some sweetness. After all, this was the first subordinate he had ever seen in this world who was willing to take the initiative to beat the Tartars.

"If you choose to be a soldier, you can use their weapons to train during training." Xu Shiyang tempted: "If there are more weapons in the future, I will also give you equipment."

"Really?" Zhao Lin seemed a little unbelievable.

No wonder she didn't believe it. There was no established force in this world composed of women (or underage girls).

In fact, even the world where Xu Shiyang came, there were only the Red Russians from World War II who really threw female soldiers into the meat grinder on the front line like male soldiers.

I don’t know how the feminists in their previous lives viewed this true gender equality. Anyway, Xu Shiyang planned to learn from the Red Russians and mobilize every point of their strength as much as possible.

"Of course it's true, I keep my word."

Xu Shiyang answered seriously:

"I always think that ending this troubled times requires you women to make a lot of effort."

"Really? Then let's agree, how many muskets do you have? I'll give it to our female soldiers!"
Chapter completed!