Azishu is like a dead dog, lying in a pool of blood.

Nine shots in a row.

He couldn't believe that he was a cripple.

This is hardly something that the average person can do.

He remembered that when he was a child, he had taught his father Khan, talking about the past of the origin of the Tatars, and his father Khan told him that they were the descendants of Genghis Khan, the descendants of the Great Yuan, and the descendants of the Golden Horde.

Chishu has always believed that this is just a distant story, and word of mouth will inevitably exaggerate, because he does not believe that one person can do nine consecutive shots.

But now, he's seen it.

Because, this person only shot nine arrows at himself in an instant, without stopping, and this wolf tooth arrow inserted in his body is proof of this.

He wanted to laugh, it was ridiculous, such a marksman actually appeared in the Central Plains, and was mastered by a lame man, but when he laughed, he began to cough, coughing up blood, red blood, with all his pride and self-esteem, dripping in the mud.

He knew that it was over, it was all over.

The golden family, there are few descendants left, and his father Khan has restored the glory of his ancestors.

But...... But all his sons were slain, and only himself was left, and he was ...... will also die.

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Zhang Yuanxi walked towards Chishu step by step, he limped and walked, it was very funny, the iron boots actually didn't fit, plus Fang had just fired nine arrows in a row, which made his body a little prostration, so that now the tiger's mouth is a little released.

Every step of the way was difficult.

But now, there is no more mockery of his legs and feet.

On this city wall, everyone did not make a sound, and countless telescopes focused on him.

Zhang Yuanxi is a little tired from walking, but he is a person who perseveres to the end, he told himself over and over again, his uncle has a brain disease, and he can become a great person, I can too, I can, I can, in this world, nothing can stump my uncle, then, there is nothing that can stump me.

Finally, in front of Chishu.

Chishu gasped for breath, he fell to the ground on his back like a lion on the verge of death, and his body was red with blood, and the arrows on his body made him ridiculous. He saw the man who shot nine in a row.

The man walked up to him with difficulty, then bowed his head and frowned.

It's humiliation, it's naked humiliation.

Even if he is about to die, he will humiliate himself.

The grief-stricken Chishu, his body was twitching, he began to return to the light, and he didn't know where the strength came from, desperately trying to struggle, but it didn't work, the injury was too heavy and too serious, and the bones all over his body were shattered in many places, even if he returned to the light, he couldn't let the shattered bones continue to be connected.

"You ......" Chishu spoke, and as soon as the mouth opened, blood poured out of his mouth.

Jang Won-seok ignored him.

A piece of paper was taken out.

"What is he doing?" Chishu was even more angry, at first, he thought that this person would come to insult him, but what did he do with the paper?

It's a very ordinary piece of paper, and a human figure is drawn on it.

Then Zhang Yuanxi took out the charcoal very seriously.

After that, he lowered his body and began to examine each arrow shaft, which was numbered as 'A', 'B', 'C', and 'D'.

Zhang Yuanxi didn't find the wolf tooth arrow numbered 'A', and couldn't help sighing: "The first arrow seems to have been completely missed." ”

Then, on the outside of the human body on the white paper, he wrote a character A, and on the word A, typed an X.

Then, he found a second arrow, which was so powerful that it hit Chishu's thigh.

Zhang Yuanxi followed the shaft of the arrow very seriously, touched the position where the arrow cluster entered the flesh, and shook it.

Red Shutsu let out a pig-killing wail.

Ignore Azishu's howls.

Zhang Yuanxi pressed the arrow into the muscles near his thigh: "This is the place where the first shot was shot, right?" ”

"I'm going to kill...... Kill ......" Chishu's mouth was covered in blood, and his body began to convulse.

Zhang Yuanxi confirmed Chishu's eyes, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, he lowered his head and made a mark with charcoal on the position of the human figure on the white paper, that is, the direction of the thigh.

The second arrow struck the thigh.

At that time, it was a backshot, there was no wind, the bowstring was full, and it was a little far away from the heart, Zhang Yuanxi looked at the marking, and thought to himself, if the height of the upward shot was so high at that time, maybe it would be an arrow to pierce the heart.

Myself...... After all, it's still inexperienced.

He began to look for the second arrow, and in the arrow, the shoulder bone was shattered, but not enough penetrating, and he marked the shoulder of the villain in the painting, and wrote it down.

Zhang Yuanxi is a cripple, the cripple is locked in his own world every day, and naturally found a way to make himself better, for example, this time he shot nine arrows, and the hit rate was eight arrows, and every position must be marked, and it can be reviewed in the windless environment in the future.

The most important thing is to find that feeling, when a person shoots an arrow, it is useless to rely on aiming, especially a moving target, it must be a person with a bow, a person with an arrow like a person, that is a wonderful feeling, just pick up the bow, see the target, you can quickly feel that your arrow will hit his position when shooting.

It's an amazing experience.

However, in order to strengthen this experience, it is necessary to study the gains and losses of each archery.

As for the red art that convulsed on the ground and was bleeding all over......

Oh, my uncle and my teacher said that this is a bad guy, and shooting him is like shooting a rabbit, he is just a target.

Therefore, Zhang Yuanxi was full of only thinking about the gains and losses of archery, like an idiot.

When he lowered his head and painted, as if he had an understanding and experience, he got up, and Chishu was ashamed and angry.

I...... I am the son of the Great Khan.

He is a descendant of the Golden Family.

It's the fifth prince!

I'm not an ant.

He used all his strength: "You...... What is your name? ”

Zhang Yuanxi thought for a while: "Don't tell you!" ”

"......" Atractylodes began to vomit blood again.

Zhang Yuanxi said: "Uncle said, I am a secret weapon, and I must not show it easily in front of the enemy......

"......" Chishu let out a final roar unwillingly, and finally, his neck was crooked, and his eyes widened unwillingly, he ...... Die with a grievance or everlasting regret!

Zhang Yuanxi exhaled, ignored Chishu, and limped...... Go to the gates of the inner city.

At this time, the people reacted, and the city was already cheering.

On the city tower, Zhang Sheng looked at his son in disbelief, he was a little dizzy, is this his son? Is it?

He grabbed the placket of a Ministry of Rites official beside him: "Is he Zhang Yuanxi?" Is it Jang Won-seok? Is it? ”

The official couldn't cry or laugh: "I don't know, I haven't seen it, but Zhang Butang just said...... This is your son, want to come...... He's your son. ”

My son......

Zhang Sheng's body trembled.

My son, is a marksman?

This Tartar marksman, in front of him, was completely powerless to fight back.

It's like a big man beating a weak chicken!

Zhu Houzhao has already cheered: "This is the protégé of this palace, his name is Zhang Yuanxi!" ”

Fang Jifan was already overjoyed.

In fact...... At first, Fang Jifan was still worried.

I feel ashamed to send someone to death.

If you are not careful, you will be smashed, and the person will die, and you will be very uncomfortable in your heart, at least you will not think about tea and dinner, and you will definitely lose a few dollars of meat.

This Zhang Yuanxi really did not disappoint himself.

This guy ...... Simply born to be a shooter. In the city tower, there was already a cry.

The time to decide the winner is actually only a moment, but after a while, there are nine consecutive shots, that is, a crushing victory, which is extremely exciting.

Zhang Sheng cried excitedly: "My son is not dead, my son can shoot arrows, why didn't the old man know at the beginning." ”

He was so excited that he wanted to jump off the tower.

Everyone hugged him, and it was not easy for him to stabilize his emotions.

At this time, someone had already picked up Zhang Yuanxi and went to the city tower.

As soon as the big hero went up to the castle tower, the cheers stopped.

Everyone looked at this lame guy curiously, and everyone didn't dare to despise it, with respect in their eyes.

The lame man can still be like this, how many people in this world have good hands and feet, but they can't compare with him.

"Father ......" As soon as he saw Zhang Sheng, Zhang Yuanxi looked stunned, and he fell to the ground in a hurry.

Zhang Sheng was already in tears, and at this moment, countless people looked at him with envy.

Myself...... I gave birth to a good son.

"You...... How did you learn archery? ”

"It was my master, he taught me carefully, I learned from him."

"Master, which one is your master?" Zhang Sheng was confused, although Zhu Houzhao had yelled many times, but in fact, people didn't take Zhu Houzhao's words to heart, after all...... This guy is used to talking nonsense.

Zhu Houzhao was already in the crowd and crossed his waist.

In fact, he was too excited, and his movements were not standardized enough.

Fang Jifan frowned, this action is so familiar. How can it be like the guy in the previous life, who shouted 'kidney overdraft' every day in TV commercials, it seems that people are also like this.

"It's the main palace!" Zhu Houzhao blushed excitedly: "This palace sees that he has a clear and clear bones, and his son can be taught, so he taught him a few hands at will, he learned well, and finally learned to go to this palace, two and a half of archery, hmm...... Yuan Xi, you shot well, you have to work hard in the future. ”

Twenty and a half ......

Fang Jifan's body was shocked.

Groove ...... His Royal Highness the Prince, he is a fellow believer, he is so particular about bragging, look at others, two percent is added after one and a half, which in later generations, it is equivalent to adding a decimal point, which is to pay attention to people.

Zhang Sheng, who was in tears, was instantly shocked, his son was actually the proud protégé of His Royal Highness the Prince, this ...... It's when.

Then, without hesitation, Zhang Sheng fell to the ground and bowed to Zhu Houzhao excitedly.

"His Royal Highness the Prince, great kindness, toothless and unforgettable!"

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