During the period of truce between the two sides, the Xiaolin army has been advancing forward from time to time, and in the end, it is across the river from the Beiwu camp, and the distance between the front armies of the two sides is only more than a hundred steps. It is precisely because of this that although the two sides did not fight again, it was already the norm for the two sides to scold each other and provoke each other from time to time.

Seeing that winter is about to enter again, perhaps both sides know that the time for the decisive battle is approaching, and this provocation continues for more and more time. Mu Zijin believes that if he hadn't pressed the front army now, it is estimated that the front army would have been able to directly cross the river to fight with Beiwu by now.

In recent days, Mu Changchuan has spent more and more time convening generals to discuss how to deal with it, and Mu Zijin has hardly returned to his camp tent to rest, basically taking a short rest in the front army's big tent, and is busy uploading and issuing orders every day. Xia Qingchen is not easy, the recruits are in urgent need of experience when they enter the camp, and they have to take the team out to patrol and harass every once in a while, and they are also too busy to touch the ground.

This is true not only of the former army, but of all armies.

Looking at the whole army, it may be that only Gu Taifu and his party don't have to be busy.

Gu Yuqing was in a panic all day long, so he often ran to Mu Zijin's side, but Mu Zijin was busy like a spinning top all day long, so he could only talk and chat sometimes.

On this day, Mu Zijin was so busy that he had a headache, looking at the pile of various military newspapers as high as a mountain with a helpless face, he wanted to call Qingchen to deal with it, but it turned out that someone in the former army drank before the war, which made Xia Qingchen hurriedly deal with the matter.

Zhu Mu'an was guarding the tent at the door, and from afar, he saw Gu Yuqing coming over, bowing slightly. Gu Yuqing bowed his head, stretched out his hand and opened the curtain and entered.

Mu Zijin licensed, Xia Qingchen and Gu Yuqing did not need to report before entering the account.

"Brother, aren't you going to take a look?"

Mu Zijin didn't raise his head, "What's wrong with Yuanmen?" ”

Gu Yuqing smiled, his eyes sly, "It's a good show." ”

Mu Zijin was busy and frowned slightly, "What's wrong?" Don't sell it with me here. ”

Gu Yuqing hugged his arms, "The people of Beiwu are shooting arrows at us, but we are in a high place, and the arrows can't even shoot at the gate." ”

"Oh?" Mu Zijin put down the pen and raised his eyes, "Release the arrow?" ”

Gu Yuqing nodded, "A few archers, looking at their appearance, it is estimated that it is a competition, to see who can shoot at Xiaolin's gate." ”

The corner of Mu Zijin's mouth suddenly smiled evilly, "It's not a good show now, the good show is ahead." He got up and picked up the bow and arrow hanging aside, "Let's go, let's go play too." ”

The people of Xiaolin had already begun to gather at the gate, but with Mu Zijin's military order on top, he didn't dare to say that he was too presumptuous, just scolded. However, due to the advantage of the terrain, no matter how much the people of Beiwu shoot, they are always some distance away from Yuanmen.

Xiaolin's soldiers are all bloody and hot-blooded good men, and under the crazy provocation of Beiwu, someone finally couldn't help it, bent his bow and arrows, and rushed straight to Beiwu Yuanmen. It's just a pity that this archer can only shoot about 70 paces with an arrow, and it doesn't take long to shoot across the river bank before it falls.

Dozens of people shot arrows with bows one after another, but unfortunately the farthest could only shoot to about ninety steps, and there was still some distance from the Yuanmen of Beiwu.

Both sides began to fall into a dead loop, both holding back their breath to see who could shoot the other party first, and for a while, arrows rained all over the sky.

Mu Zijin put on his armor, and as soon as he and Gu Yuqing arrived near the gate, they heard the noise very much, Mu Zijin gestured to signal that everyone did not need to salute, and walked to the front through the layers of crowds. As soon as he walked over, he saw an arrow flying straight and inserting it less than five paces away from the gate.

There was a commotion in the Xiaolin army, no one wanted to admit defeat, and when several shooters were about to continue, they suddenly saw Mu Zijin make a stop gesture, and immediately, everyone stopped, and all retreated behind Mu Zijin, and no one was with him.

Mu Zijin's eyes were slightly condensed, he frowned and glanced at the other side, snorted coldly, and took the longbow from his back with his backhand, hooked the string with three fingers, and bent the bow like a full moon.

"Little General, you didn't bring a wrench... When a soldier next to him opened his mouth to remind Mu Zijin, he saw that Mu Zijin used a strange way of drawing a bow, which was not the kind of bow drawing method that soldiers were familiar with.

In the previous life, Mu Zijin also used to be an archer, and practiced the recurve bow and compound bow successively, among which when practicing the recurve bow, he used the Mediterranean style of drawing the bow. The three-finger hook, with the tail of the arrow sandwiched between the index and middle fingers, is the most common way to pull the bow in modern competitive recurve bows.

But in ancient times, the most common way to draw the bow was the Mongolian style, which was equipped with a wrench, was fast, and extremely stable, even on the back of a bumpy horse, so the most common in ancient times was the Mongolian style.

Mu Zijin is not a Mongolian style, the reason why he wants to take the Mediterranean style is because compared to the Mongolian style, the Mediterranean style has better accuracy, and you can use the arrow extension line to aim, after all, the Mediterranean style appeared for competitive archery. With plenty of time to aim at a long distance, he of course opted for the more consistent Mont Mediterranean style.

The soldiers beside him were a little flustered, they had never seen this way of opening the bow, and they were afraid that something would go wrong with this arrow.

The moment he opened the bow, Mu Zijin controlled his mind and completely entered the state of aiming, his breathing was steady, and his hands were as steady as Mount Tai, which was a habit he had in his previous life, once he opened the bow, he only had the bow and arrow in his hand and the target in his eyes. He didn't aim for long, he used to play faster than everyone else, and if it weren't for the instability of the third arrow after shooting two arrows in a row, he could have done it in fifteen seconds in ninety seconds.

In just two breaths, Mu Zijin released the arrow, which was like a meteor, and flew straight towards the North Wuyuan Gate.

Although the veterans can't understand this way of archery, the moment the arrow goes out, they can understand the state of the arrow. The arrow is straight and fast as a meteor, and this arrow is definitely not weak.

Sure enough, this arrow shot straight down the Beiwu Army flag hanging on the gate.

The brown flag fluttered down and fell into the mud from the dampness and the horse's hooves.

The people of the Northern Martial Arts were stunned, and the people of the Howling Forest were crazy.

"Little General! Little General! Little General! ...”

The cheers came one after another, and when they reached the ears of the Beiwu people, it was a big mockery. Furious, there was also a Northern Military General wearing the uniform of a staff general who walked to the gate, pulled out his longbow and aimed it at Mu Zijin.

Almost at the same time, Mu Zijin put on his wrench and used the Mongolian way of opening the bow to wind the longbow with an arrow.

Both of them released their arrows at the same time.

After seeing the trajectory of the incoming arrow clearly, Mu Zijin's pupils shrank, and his arrow would only hit the helmet of the Beiwu general on the opposite side, but Beiwu's arrow came straight to the throat.

There was a sound of arrows, and a third arrow shot out from the side, hitting the flying arrow, stopping the arrow of the Northern Warriors.

Mu Zijin turned around and saw Xia Qingchen standing at the camp gate and waved the longbow in his hand at him.

"It's just in time." Mu Zijin said with a smile.

The cheers on this side were higher than one another, and on the Beiwu side, the ginseng was shot by an arrow and broke his hat, broke out in a cold sweat, covered his helmet in a panic, and retracted into the crowd.

Under Dachen's cheers, Beiwu didn't dare to make a move anymore, and cowered, and the two sides started a scolding battle again.

Mu Zijin didn't bother to watch these people fight with each other, and the words of these people scolding were more ugly than one another, so he simply carried a bow and returned to the account.

"What did I just say? Is this a good show? Mu Zijin rested his head and looked comfortable.

Gu Yuqing clasped his palms together and laughed, "Yes, yes, it's been a long time since I've seen Beiwu be so deflated." Let them dare to provoke! ”

Xia Qingchen hurried up from behind, "Why are you two walking so fast, wait for me!" As he spoke, he rushed up and put his hand on the shoulders of the two of them from behind.

Gu Yuqing elbowed Xia Qingchen, "You go away, don't you know that you are panicking in armor?" As a result, an elbow went up and hit the armor, and the pain retracted his hand again.

Xia Qingchen's expression remained unchanged, and he continued to smile and said, "Ah Jin, how come I haven't seen your bow pulling technique, taught by Mu Dashuai?" ”

Mu Zijin glanced at people, "What?" Want to learn? ”

"Teach?" This question was an octave higher, and the shouting made the ears of the two of them tremble, and at the same time, they dodged sideways, and Xia Qingchen, who was almost harmless, fell down directly.

"What are you yelling about?" Gu Yuqing covered his ears, "Are you looking for a fight?" ”

"I'm sorry, I'm so excited." Xia Qingchen apologized insincerely.

Mu Zijin stood aside with his hands crossed, "Don't think about it, don't teach." ”

"Huh?!" Xia Qingchen glared, "Don't teach? Could it be that your Mu family doesn't pass on secret skills? Why haven't I heard of it? ”

Mu Zijin threw the bow on the person, and watched the person hold the bow in a hurry, "Shut up, don't do anything my father taught." I made it myself, no one taught. ”

"If it's not that you don't pass on secret skills, why don't you teach them?"

Mu Zijin smiled slyly, "Let me teach, call Master to listen?" ”

"Poofhahahaha..."Gu Yuqing on the side almost didn't laugh, "Call Qingchen, you can learn if you call it." ”

Xia Qingchen angrily gave the bow to Zhu Mu'an next to him, and rushed up to fight. When Mu Zijin saw someone coming, he stepped on his feet and dodged away, and the two of them chased me and dodged away quickly. Gu Yuqing was still laughing heartily on the side, and Zhu Mu'an next to him was not surprised, in the past few months, it was not the first time that these two people had done this, and they returned to the account with a bow.

The news of the deflated army of the Beiwu front army soon reached Jing Ceyu's ears, and he was so angry that he kicked down the armor rack hanging on the side.

"Mu Zijin! You are really my nemesis! ”

It wasn't here that made him most angry, but the next day, the people of Xiaolin shot a letter with arrows across the river, which read, "The dog is rude and disturbs you. However, the dog's archery skills are really not good, and if he misses the shot, it may be better if the arrow goes down a little more. ”

The arrow that shot the general directly broke the hat on the helmet. Further down? Further down there is the face and neck, what does that mean? It means that Mu Zijin's subordinates have shown mercy and should have killed your general!

Jing Ceyu was furious, without saying a word, he removed the general, and almost wanted to pull the person down and punish him with a military stick, thanks to the intercession of his comrades, he could barely let the general not suffer from flesh and skin. The general's exploits in the bloody war for several years were all gone, and it was a farce.

While Beiwu was still ending this farce, Xiaolin's side began to prepare for a decisive battle.

The two sides have been resting for more than a few months, and during this time, Beiwu has not come out to find trouble due to the previous heavy losses; And Xiaolin carried out small-scale attacks many times on the grounds of "letting the recruits see blood", although it didn't make any big problems, but it was very annoying, and several times he also robbed Beiwu of some supplies, the number was not much, but it was also lacking after all.

If it drags on any longer, it will be detrimental to both sides, and it is precisely because of this that Xiaolin will go to get the recruits to adapt to the battlefield as soon as possible.

Finally, under the final discussion, the commanders of each army made a decision and sent a war letter to Beiwu to prepare for a decisive battle!