Qingfeng's guards were a little depressed. Originally, the victory or defeat was obvious, and it only took one more punch to make the fat soldier fall.

Now that someone is using a secret weapon to make trouble, the result is gone. Is it possible to fight again? The guard glanced at the fat soldier, who was still gasping for air, leaning against the wall to prop himself up so as not to fall. Noticing that the guards were staring at him, he couldn't help but shrink back into the corner of the wall.

The guard sighed, it seemed that it was unrealistic to fight again. So isn't this a win-lose game?

The people present also had this kind of question, and looked at Qingfeng and the chief from time to time, as if asking them, how to divide the victory and defeat?

The chief's face is not very good-looking, what should he do? Is it possible to admit defeat for a game without a win?

Just as everyone was muttering, Qingfeng suddenly spoke: "This game should be regarded as a draw." What do you think, Chief? ”

When a tie? This is a good step down for the chief. The chief, of course, said in a good voice.

Everyone present whispered. By the margin, Qingfeng's guards won, but Qingfeng offered to tie the shot. This ambition is not beyond the reach of ordinary people!

The young khan in front of him was extraordinary, and everyone couldn't help but be impressed by him. Sometimes, it is not difficult to gain hearts and minds.

The chief also sensed that Qingfeng's prestige had inadvertently increased, and his heart was dissatisfied. After all, he was unwilling to succumb to this kid, and decided to fight a dozen of the sharp spirits of the breeze.

After a few moments, the chief said to Qingfeng, "A subordinate is only a subordinate after all. It doesn't represent the Khan's abilities. Khan doesn't want to play a game with the old man in person? ”

As soon as the chief's words came out, the room immediately fell silent. Chief, this is the initiative to challenge the breeze! Although everyone had already looked at the breeze, they still believed in the chief's ability more and were more willing to trust the chief. Some people are still silently sad for Qingfeng, this time this young khan will not be so lucky.

The venue was quiet. Everyone is wondering, will Qingfeng accept the challenge, or dare not accept to leave in the dust? Everyone saluted at Qingfeng.

I saw that Qingfeng's face did not change, the corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he said at a slow speed: "Okay!" It is up to the chief to decide what to try. ”

What a big tone! Everyone couldn't help but gasp again, could it be that Qingfeng still thought that the chief was as easy to deal with as a fat soldier? The strength of the chieftain is not to be underestimated. He was the strongest man in the Atta tribe.

These. How could Qingfeng not know? The so-called knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent and winning all battles, Qingfeng has long understood everything about the chief.

And the chief, sneering in his heart. Young people are fearless. Today, we have to teach a good lesson and a clean breeze.

The chieftain's chosen method of competition was archery. It's what he does best. In the Atta tribe. Everyone knew that their chief had the ability to penetrate the poplar in a hundred steps.

The project must come down, and everyone will know the result. No need to guess, it must have been the chieftain who won.

The crowd steadily reached the grassland. The soldiers placed their targets and gave bows and arrows to the chief and the breeze.

"Just one stone!" The chief spoke. In his opinion, one test is enough, and he doesn't want to waste time.

Qingfeng nodded in agreement.

The chieftain then made a "please" gesture and said, "Khan, please." ”

Qingfeng smiled slightly, it was rare that the chief had not forgotten that he was a khan. However, he didn't like to steal the limelight first, so he waved his hand and said, "It's better for the chief to go first." ”

This kid must be scared! The chief snorted coldly, and did not postpone any longer, picked up the bow, half-crouched, and drew the bow with all his might. The arrow immediately flew out.

With a "whoosh-" sound, the arrow was firmly inserted into the target's red heart. Immediately there was drum-like applause.

The chief's arrow is already the best result, how can Qingfeng compare? It's better to admit defeat, so as not to be embarrassed. Everyone looked at Qingfeng with disdain, waiting to see his joke.

The young khan still had a faint smile on his face. When everyone first saw him, his expression was like this, and it didn't change. This is a calm expression, and everyone is not happy, they prefer to see Qingfeng panicked.

But the expression of panic really never appeared on Qingfeng's face, not before, not now, and probably not in the future.

I saw Qingfeng holding a bow in one hand and an arrow in the other, unhurriedly loading the arrow, still standing upright, and not squatting down.

As soon as he saw the breeze's movements, the chief shook his head. I don't even know the most basic step, and I still want to compete with him in archery?

Qingfeng shot an arrow in the disdain of everyone. The arrow flew away, unbelievably fast. In an instant, the sound of arrows falling to the ground was heard. That's right, it was the arrow that fell to the ground.

But the arrow that fell to the ground was not shot by the breeze, but the arrow that the chief had just shot. That's right, the wind's arrows pierced through the hearts, forcing the chieftain's arrows to the ground.

Moreover, it is straight through the heart! In other words, this arrow directly pierced the target!

The chief stared at Qingfeng's face in disbelief. How can it be? He, a master archery in the grassland, also doesn't have the ability to penetrate the target, how did Qingfeng get it? And it seems, he didn't make much effort.

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, the chief really wouldn't have believed that Qingfeng was capable of this.

The soldiers present also stared at Qingfeng in amazement. If they doubted Qingfeng's ability just now, then they didn't dare to doubt it now. That's right, it's not that you don't dare, not no!

In this competition, Qingfeng won very beautifully, and won completely!

The chief's face was all black, and he had to admit defeat if he didn't admit defeat. Even if he comes for ten more games, he still can't compare to Qingfeng.

"You've won!" The chief struggled to spit out three words from his mouth. Originally, he was still thinking about how to make Qingfeng unable to get out of the Atta tribe, but now it seems that there is no need for it. Qingfeng is indeed not mortal, and the old Khan's abdication is right. How could he be willing to kill such a powerful person?

"The chief is unwell, and it is the breeze that is not strong." Qingfeng said modestly.

won and did not fall into the well, and the image of Qingfeng was a little higher in the hearts of everyone. This sentence gave the chief a step down. Leave him a little bit of thin noodles.

The chief remembered that he had been disrespectful from the beginning and did not regard him as a khan, and he could not help but bow his head and feel guilty.

Qingfeng stepped forward and patted the chief on the shoulder, and said, "The matter of 10,000 elite soldiers will bother the chief." ”

The chief was stunned for a moment, then raised his head sharply and stared at Qingfeng stupidly. His lips moved, but he couldn't speak.

If 10,000 elite soldiers were lent out, the Atta tribe would have to submit. The chief is reluctant! Although the archery test is lost. But the chieftain's desire for hegemony has not yet retreated. He wanted to refuse the breeze. But if he loses, how can he refuse?

Qingfeng could see that the chief was hesitating, and did not press again, but quietly waited for him to answer.

The chief frowned and thought for a long time. In the end, he said a reassuring word: "Ten thousand elite soldiers cannot be gathered in a moment." Please also ask the Khan to give me three days. ”

As soon as this remark came out. It was Qingfeng's turn to frown. It was also the only time the expression on his face changed. But after a while, Qingfeng still smiled slightly: "Okay! ”

After saying that, Qingfeng got on the horse. Rode away.

The chieftain, who was still standing on the grassland, breathed a long sigh of relief, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and did not come back to his senses for a long time.

"Chief, as soon as you give an order, your subordinates will immediately lead troops to cut off his head." A soldier behind him took the initiative to ask.

Unexpectedly, the chief immediately turned around and slapped him, and reprimanded: "No one is allowed to touch him!" ”

That's right, the chief can be tough enough to leave Qingfeng behind, and even his life, because this is the Atta tribe, his territory. However, the chief did not do this, as killing Qingfeng in such a situation would cause him a bad effect. Even if he ascends to the throne of Khan in the future, it will be difficult to convince the public. Second, with Qingfeng's skills, they may not be able to kill him.

So, Qingfeng returned safely to his base camp with two guards.

As soon as he returned, he saw the eldest prince rushing towards him with a large group of soldiers and horses.

Where are such a large group of people going?

As soon as the eldest prince saw the breeze returning safely, he immediately dismounted and rushed forward. Qingfeng also dismounted and walked over. The eldest prince directly embraced Qingfeng into his arms, and hugged him warmly and closely.

The eldest prince rarely shows enthusiasm like this, Qingfeng was stunned for a moment, what happened to the eldest brother?

Unexpectedly, after the hug, the eldest prince punched Qingfeng's face.

"Big brother-" Qingfeng covered his beaten face, even more puzzled.

"Don't you know that going to the Atta tribe alone is a very dangerous thing?" The eldest prince rebuked loudly.

Qingfeng smiled, he finally understood, it turned out that the eldest brother was worried about him. The soldiers and horses behind the eldest brother were also temporarily summoned to "rescue" him, right? That's a punch, it's the hitter's love.

"Great Prince, the Khan is not going alone, we have been following the Khan." One of the guards beside Qingfeng was dissatisfied with being ignored and interjected.

"What's the difference between just the two of you?" The eldest prince was not polite at all, and glanced at the guards.

The guards felt aggrieved. They had a great effect, and just now, he almost won the fat soldier. But the guard only moved his lips and did not speak.

At first, the two guards also had the same thoughts as the eldest prince, worried that Qingfeng would be in danger when he arrived at the Atta tribe. It wasn't until he walked around the Atta tribe that he realized that three people were enough, because Qingfeng alone was better than thousands of troops.

But the eldest prince did not know the majesty of the breeze. He stared closely at Qingfeng, circled around him a few times, and kept asking, "Are you hurt?" "At first glance, Qingfeng is not injured, but it is difficult to guarantee that he will suffer internal injuries.

Qingfeng's guards really couldn't see it, and interjected again: "The eldest prince, please rest assured, the Khan is fine." After saying that, he danced and told the eldest prince everything that had happened to them in the Atta tribe.

The eldest prince's eyes blinked when he heard this. It's good, his third brother is really good!

"Big brother, can you rest assured?" Qingfeng asked with a smile.

The eldest prince breathed a sigh of relief, he was relieved. Then he reached out and patted Qingfeng's face and asked, "Does it still hurt?" ”

"It hurts, it hurts." Qingfeng laughed, still grimacing.

"Hahaha......" Both of them laughed. The two brothers led the horses and walked back together.

On the way, the eldest prince suddenly remembered something and asked, "Does the chief of Atta really agree to lend you 10,000 elite soldiers in three days?" ”

"It's not certain whether he will give up or start a war, it depends on whether he has figured it out in these three days." The worry of the eldest prince is also where Qingfeng's worry lies. When he heard the chief say that it would take three days, Qingfeng immediately frowned. In three days, you can gather 10,000 elite soldiers, but at the same time, you can also gather soldiers and horses to wage war.

The outcome will depend on three days later. In other words, if the chief's ambition is not extinguished, he will only have three days.

"Do you have faith?" The eldest prince asked worriedly.

Qingfeng smiled, his expression was relaxed, and he asked rhetorically: "Are you asking me about my confidence in persuading him, or my confidence in victory?" ”

The eldest prince was amused by the breeze and laughed too. yes, that's not a question to ask. In any case, the breeze will have the confidence to win.

Even if the chief's ambition is not extinguished, after this incident, Qingfeng has established his prestige in the Atta tribe. If Atta really wants to attack, he can't win, because the people's hearts have been scattered.

Presumably, at this moment, the chief of Atta is also worried about this. After such a fuss in the breeze, how many people will believe in the chief with all their hearts? If the heart is not aligned, how can you fight? That's why Qingfeng had to go to Atta.

It's just that things are still three days longer than originally planned. Qingfeng originally wanted to solve the matter immediately, and then went to Jiangnan. However, in this case, it will be another three days to wait.

Three days wasn't a long time, but it was enough to make Qingfeng anxious.

Xiao Xin, you have to wait for me, wait for me for three more days.

It's a pity that Liang Yuexin has no telepathy and doesn't feel the breeze calling her. At this moment, Liang Yuexin is sitting on a small boat touring, watching the scenery on both sides of the strait.

After leaving the Ping'an Inn, there is no need to care about Zhu Ping'an, Liang Yuexin is too idle to be idle. The daily thing is to eat, drink, and be merry, so happy.

The boatman was gently rocking the boat pulp, and apart from him, there was only one guest on the small boat, Liang Yuexin. Liang Yuexin has chartered the whole boat, and she wants to enjoy the scenery along the way alone.

The lake is long but not too wide, and the boats move slowly. Liang Yuexin sat on the boat, not only could smell the lake water, but also the fragrance of leaves on both sides. Another treat.

In front of the beautiful scenery, Liang Yuexin was in a happy mood. From time to time, he reached out and touched the surface of the lake, stirring up small waves. The water of the lake is cool and comfortable on your hands.

The window of the room where Fu Lin lives is facing the lake. When he is not going out, he also likes to open the window and enjoy the scenery of the small bridge and flowing water.

Suddenly, Fu Lin remembered that the day before yesterday, he saw that the weeping willows on the shore were about to hang down to the surface of the lake. I wonder if it's grown again today? Thinking about it, he opened the window. (To be continued.) )