Chapter Twenty-Nine: Archery Mastery
The next day, not long after the genius was clear, a round sun jumped red, hanging on the horizon warmly, looking at the earth in the distance.
In the barracks of the brigade in the northeast of Pingcheng, the calm of the night had already been broken, and there were soldiers everywhere who were waiting for them. The sound of trumpets everywhere is deafening, loud and loud, but there is a bit of the tiger spirit of a bloody man.
A group of soldiers came running from a distance, following the beats of the person at the front, constantly speeding forward, and the yellow sand rolled lightly, blurring the figures of the soldiers who were gradually moving away.
When Jing Ning arrived, he happened to see them practicing the army's boxing skills in the morning, one voice and one style, full of strength, and it could be seen from a distance that several Guan Jun were walking back from the stands to inspect.
Judging from the initial impression, the soldiers of Heijo can be regarded as malleable. In the barracks, she was most afraid of being loose and had no military discipline, and she thought that she would meet a lazy scene when she came in, but she didn't want to surprise her.
I just don't know if I deliberately did this because I knew she was coming?
When I got closer and looked closer, I found that although they shouted vigorously, many of their movements were still flawed. If you don't practice the essentials, you can't achieve the effect you should have.
She frowned deeply and asked the people around her, "This set of boxing techniques is practiced every day?" ”
Seeing that she had stopped, Sun Dujian also hurriedly stopped and stood aside, "Yes, this is an iron law in the army, as long as you are not responsible for other important tasks, you must practice here every morning." He paused, and said, "Except for ...... Except on the day of the Lord's arrival......"
Of course Jing Ning knew what he said, but she came today to find out the depth of the barracks, not to turn over old accounts here.
She tilted her head sideways, her eyes deep, "How did this set of punches come about?" ”
Sun Dujian didn't expect her to ask this, her body was slightly sluggish, and Fang said, "It was handed down by an old general a long time ago, and he has been practicing in the army for several years. He couldn't help but be curious, and said, "Lord, what's the problem?" ”
Naturally, there is a problem, "You often come and go in the army, can't you see that they have not shown the essence of their current training?" ”
She is keenly aware of it because she has been practicing Tai Chi since she was a child. Although the movements are slow and gentle, few people can practice the Tai Chi rhyme that they should have.
Sun Dujian thought that he had also discovered this problem, but he did not focus on correcting it as a necessary mistake. In his opinion, there will not be much deviation between the left and right, and everyone has been practicing in this way for many years, and it will take too much effort to change it, so after thinking about it, he plans not to care.
Unexpectedly, Xue Jingning saw the clues at a glance.
He had no choice but to be honest, "It's true, but I've been practicing like this for several years, and I'm afraid it's ...... to change it."
"No fear!" Jing Ning pursed his eyes, and then looked into the distance, "If you know that there is a mistake, you should correct it immediately, if it doesn't work in one month, it will take two months, and if it doesn't work in two months, it will take a hundred days, and you can slowly correct it." They don't come to have fun when they get up early every day, and if they want to be lazy and perfunctory, it is better to sleep in the tent until three o'clock in the morning. ”
The words were so ashamed that Sun Dujian couldn't raise his head, "What Lord Hui said is that the lower official will order it to go down." ”
After speaking, she walked to the stand, and soon after that, several of the guards in the stand looked in her direction, their faces changed a few times, and they still obeyed the order.
After boxing is the practice of archery, these are all routine training, but Jing Ning followed them to the archery place, only to know that their archery level is really too different from what he thought.
I couldn't help but correct one of them, "Look at the back of the hilt of the sword, expand your hands vigorously, move vertically down, exhale as slowly and steadily as possible, don't be in a hurry......"
When the soldier heard this, he became even more nervous, cold sweat broke out on his forehead, and his hand holding the bow and arrow trembled faintly.
was in a stalemate, and a middle-aged man in armor next to him said leisurely, "Lord Hui personally taught you, how much honor are you, what are you doing there, why don't you hurry up and ask Lord Hui for advice?" ”
It was a Guan Jun who had just been inspecting the stands, and he was already a little unconvinced, but today Jing Ning was pointing fingers and giving opinions everywhere in the barracks, which made him feel even more uncomfortable.
just took advantage of this excellent opportunity to force her to make a move, what qualifications does a woman who doesn't know anything have to point out indiscriminately in front of so many people.
For a while, everyone's eyes were focused on Jing Ning, and it was undeniable that they really wanted to see what this beneficiary who came down out of thin air was capable of......
But...... Many people observed the words and saw Jing Ning's face sank, standing there with her mouth pursed, the morning breeze blowing the corners of her clothes, ripples lightly.
She didn't speak, naturally no one dared to urge her directly, and the scene instantly fell silent.
Sun Dujian was in a cold sweat, he glanced at the Guan Jun reproachfully, turned his head and smiled, intending to find a step for Jing Ning to go down.
Before the words slipped to his mouth, a woman's cool and solemn reply sounded in his ears, "Okay." ”
There was an uproar in the room.
Jing Ning's face was cold, he reached out and took an arrow, and quickly put on a strong bow. With both hands raised, the string was pulled until the full moon, and in the scorching sunlight, the arrows trembled lightly and glowed with cold light, pointing directly at the circular arrow target in the distance......
The back string was tightened, and the handle of the red arrow slowly moved back a little further in her hand, and Jing Ning stood quietly like this, her eyes as deep as autumn water. A calm face, a rock-solid posture, and a decisive and deep look...... The ink hair raised in the wind was like a wordless oath, with a bit of awe-inspiring momentum.
The joints of the fingers even faintly saw green tendons, the cold arrows did not deviate an inch, the air was almost still, everyone's breathing was light and slow, and their eyes were fixed on the pitch-black arrows. Seeing her pull the string to the fullest, the arrow string was pressed, groaning, and then the hand was loosened, and the arrow flew away from the string in the lightning and thunder, like a whirlwind, as fast as a whirlwind, and the wind was galloping.
"Whoa—"
In an instant, a flash of silver light burst out of the sky.
Keep your eyes on the arrow until it hits the target, right in the heart!
Hit! I actually hit it!
Everyone looked at the woman around them in disbelief, noble and calm, shining, such a kind of confidence revealed from the bones, as if her body was surrounded by colorful streamers, dazzling.
Before they could come to their senses, they saw her purse her lips and turn around, quickly took out three white-feathered arrows from the quiver, and in the blink of an eye, she put on the strong bow and raised her hand horizontally.
There was a gasp in the field......