Chapter 5: Spring Dawn (Fifth Upper)

Hearing this, Wang Xun didn't dare to delay, and followed Ma Fang at a trot. When the others ran to the place where the school archery was examined, they also heard a rough idea from Ma Fang's mouth about the situation of Yuwen Zhi's encounter with his opponent in the competition.

It turned out that there were many children from good families who came to participate in the competition today, and there were many side branches of some big families. Although these people do not have the right to inherit the title, they are usually cultivated by the family as elites, so they have an advantage when they get off the scene.

Yu Wenzhi's kung fu in fist and foot equipment is very average, and when he saw a few familiar faces in the field, he knew that he would not be able to get out in these two competitions anyway. I coped with a few rounds randomly, barely mixed up with the middle to upper evaluation, and took the initiative to withdraw from the competition for the top few in the two competitions.

The equestrian competition will be moved to the wilderness farther tomorrow, so he will focus on the archery field today. Who would have expected that today's archery field is also a master doubled, the first five rounds of the competition ended, the arrow target also moved from fifty steps to ninety steps, and there were still five people's arrows and arrows did not leave the heart.

"That Zida may not lose?" Wang Xun listened anxiously, frowned and interjected.

"See for yourself, it's about to shoot a hundred paces and three arrows!" Ma Fang glared at him angrily, and his gaze was stubbornly resisted the test venue. Wang Xun smiled, and with Ma Fang's gaze, he saw that most of the candidates in the field had withdrawn from the competition, and now in front of the target, in addition to Yu Wenzhi, there was only a thin and tall man, a yellow face, a big man and a beautiful young man with a face like a crown of jade. Among them, the beautiful young man was the most nervous, his forehead and the tip of his nose were full of beads of sweat, and his fingers kept wiping on the bowstring, obviously losing his momentum before he could start.

The remaining three unfamiliar faces seem to be masters of archery. His demeanor was elegant, his expression was relaxed, and he didn't seem to care about the distance of a hundred paces at all. Especially the tall and thin man, his eyes did not look in the direction of the target at all, and occasionally put his fingers lightly on the bowstring, and his temperament immediately changed greatly, and he faintly had the taste of a veteran of a hundred battles.

"I'm afraid that thin man is a fierce rival, Zida can't compare to him anyway!" I have to say that in a few days of military life, Wang Xun has gained a lot, at least this eye for observing things, it turns out that he can't do it anyway. Hearing his comment, Ma Fang was so anxious that he stomped his feet, "What I was worried about just now was him." In the first few rounds, he shot arrows at least twice as fast as others. But he didn't miss a single arrow! ”

"If you don't get the first place, the top three are estimated to attract people's attention!" Wang Xun thought about it, but he really couldn't find a reason why Yuwen Zhi could come out on top, so he had to retreat to the next best, "General Gao, I mean Gao Lishi, is he here?" I saw his car at the main entrance, an hour ago. You didn't notice where he went! ”

"It's in the stands. The one with a drumstick in his hand! Ma raised his chin to the stands and whispered in response.

Wang Xun turned his head when he heard this, and sure enough, among a group of people in the stands, he found a burly, white-faced and beardless elder. He was carrying a huge drumstick in his hand, and he seemed to be in high spirits. Feng Changqing, Zhou Xiaofeng, and a bunch of generals whose names he couldn't name surrounded this person like stars holding the moon. I am afraid that I can't take care of that thing, and it will blow this person's mind.

"Let's get started!" Gao Lishi was a little disappointed, smiled, and raised the drumstick high.

"Knock, knock, knock!" With the wave of his arm, the cowhide drum began to explode rhythmically. Everyone present immediately held their breath and turned their eyes to the shooter. I saw that the remaining five archers raised their bows at the same time, pulled the bowstring to the side of their ears, and as soon as their fingers were loosened, the feathers and arrows were off the string. Immediately after, the target in the distance made a loud "bang", and five feathered arrows were inserted into it in unison.

Before the cheers could be heard, the beat of the drums turned sharply high, and the five archers once again drew their bowstrings and aimed at the target. The white feathers flew out like meteors, and the eagle feathers swayed around the target. Only then did the cheers sound, accompanied by the agitated drums, which burned people's blood boiling.

The so-called rapid shot requires that after a drum beat, the shooter must send out all three arrows. Win with the number of arrows at the bull's-eye. Colliers mastered the rhythm, and a war drum beat in a low tone. In the blink of an eye, the melody was already halfway over, and the rhythm turned from the highest point to a bend and slowly eased.

For all of the people in the field, the soothing rhythm at the moment was even more thrilling than it had just been. Someone couldn't hold it anymore and stamped his feet hard to remind the shooters of the passage of time. The beautiful boy was the first to lose his breath, and before the feather arrow could stop on the bow arm, he let go of his fingers. "Whoosh! The ground flew out a hundred paces, and the target of the arrow was far from the red heart.

"Alas!" There was a long sigh in the audience. I'm sorry for the abnormal play of the beautiful boy.。 Most of them didn't have time to sympathize with the loser, and their eyes were fixed on the remaining four bows. The big man and the yellow face also slowly adjusted into place, and shot the third feather arrow. One person hit the bull's-eye, and the other deviated half an inch from the bull's-eye, obviously due to too much pressure.

According to this trend, as long as Yuwen Zhi's last arrow can land within the red heart, he can firmly rank third. Wang Xun's heart immediately surged with ecstasy. Looking at Ma Fang again, he was already waving his fists and jumping. At this moment, Yu Wenzhi in the field didn't dare to be distracted to look at the results of others, and put the arrow on the bow arm, still adjusting, adjusting and adjusting. The tall and thin man saw that there was another person who couldn't trigger it, and he pulled the bowstring and didn't let go. It's like competing with Yuwen Zhi, to see who is the first to be breathless.

"Knock knock, knock knock, knock knock!" The beat of the drum became slower and slower, and slower and slower, when suddenly a dry field plucked onions, floated high, and then struck twice in a hurry, turning into a thunderclap, and stopped abruptly.

"Boom!" At the same time as the last drum sounded, Yu Wenzhi and the tall and thin man released their bowstrings at the same time. The two feathered arrows flew side by side, marching in unison, passing through the silent school ground, and landed in the center of the red heart with a "snap".

"Okay—" The cheers rang out like thunder, and both the recruits and veterans and the children of good families who came to participate in the assessment slapped their palms like red irons.

After a long while, the cheers slowly weakened under Feng Changqing's signal. Zhou Xiaofeng personally led several veterans of the Anxi Army to run to the target and reported the final results of the five people loudly. "No. 1 target, three arrows hit the bull's-eye!" "The second target, two arrows hit the red heart, and one arrow is half an inch off!" "Three targets, three arrows hit the bull's-eye." "On target four, two arrows hit the red heart, and one arrow deflected four and a half inches!" "No. 5 target-" Zhou Xiaofeng suddenly paused, then opened his throat and shouted, "No. 5 target, three arrows hit all red hearts." Each occupies a corner of the heart, and the finished glyph is arranged! ”

"Ahh Everyone in the arena froze, and for a moment, the sun seemed to stop. After a few breaths, there was a neat cheer, slowly surging like the waves of the sea, from low to high, to high, and then high, whistling across the field.

"Okay—"

"Okay—"

Listening to the cheers from the stands, Feng Changqing and Gao Lishi looked at each other, and they both saw a gratification in each other's eyes. Through an open competition, the idea of selecting the children of the good family to join the Flying Dragon Guard was jointly proposed by the two of them, and was approved by His Majesty the Emperor. If the results of the selection are unsatisfactory, it means that the two of them are reckless and have wasted a lot of manpower and material resources, but they have not been able to find any talents for the country. And the current situation has obviously exceeded the expectations of the two in advance. The children of good families in Chang'an City are not all waste who eat and wait for death. Some of them are talented, but they didn't have the opportunity to be in the middle of the pack before. (Note 1)

"Pick up the target with all three pieces!" Feng Changqing nodded, and ordered the soldiers on the left and right.

Immediately someone understood his intentions, trotted to the shooting range, and carried three targets with feathered arrows in them. "Yuan Yigong, look!" Feng Changqing took the arrow target with his own hands, lined them up one by one, and invited Colliers to comment together.

Gao Lishi's real name is Feng Yuanyi, and he was originally the son of Feng Junheng, the assassin of Panzhou. Because the family was copied and castrated, he was castrated as a eunuch. After entering the palace, due to his young age, he was bullied by other eunuchs. It wasn't until he was adopted as an adopted son by the Chinese Gao Yanfu that the situation changed greatly. In order to repay his adoptive father's teachings, he changed his name to Gao Lishi. Even after becoming famous, he never used the emperor's trust to return to his own sect. But deep down, he never forgot his original surname.

At this moment, Feng Changqing called him Yuan Yigong, not only expressing enough respect, but also revealing intimacy beyond respect. Gao Lishi was very useful in his heart, and after a moment of consideration, he whispered politely: "Let's ask General Feng to judge, after all, you have been on the battlefield, although our family also likes to fiddle with bow horses, but it's just for fun!" ”

Yuan Yigong was polite. Who doesn't know that your old man was known as "Little Uncle Yang" back then? For the cronies of His Majesty the Emperor in front of him, Feng Changqing was very respectful, waved his hand, and sent out an invitation again.

"Advice from the General!" Zhou Xiaofeng was very good at figuring out the thoughts of the above, hugged his fists, and loudly helped Feng Changqing.

"Please give me advice!" Several other high-ranking generals also pleaded in unison.

It was difficult to resist the enthusiasm, Gao Lishi groaned for a moment, smiled and nodded. "In this way, our family will be ugly!" After that, he paced back and forth around the three arrow targets for a few steps, lifted one of them, and said with a smile, "This person should be the third in archery." Although the accuracy is more than enough, the strength is insufficient. On the battlefield, even if you shoot your opponent, it is difficult to penetrate the armor. It is equivalent to wasting arrows in vain. However, if you are willing to exercise more in strength, it is also a rare jade! ”

Note 1: The cone is in the middle, and it will stand out.