273 Three Arrows Shooter Hard Zhao Structure

Song Qinzong Zhao Huan learned that his father had run away, and he hated and rejoiced. hates the critical moment of being a father, only caring about himself and running for his life; The happy thing is that the emperor is not around, and he can do whatever he wants. The most important thing at the moment is to find a way to get the Jin people to withdraw their troops. If you can't give up the child and can't trap the wolf, the silver should be given, and the land should be cut.

The Jin people proposed to send a prince and an important minister as hostages, and the silver was sufficient, and the land was cut before they could be released. The important minister is easy to do, and he made up his mind to send Zhang Bangchang to go, this kid is not on the same mountain as himself, so it's okay to let him die. Who will he send to a large group of his younger brothers who are crowned kings? You can't be hard-lined, let them volunteer, and also examine whether they are loyal to themselves.

Zhao Huan gathered his younger brothers together and said, "Fellow virtuous brothers, now that my Great Song Dynasty is in danger, one of you must go to Jinying as a hostage, which one is willing to go?" ”

Before the younger brothers listened to their elder brother, they raised their heads with their chests straight. As soon as the words fell, the grass that was like frost immediately wilted and drooped. Zhao Huan was so angry that he couldn't shout, and he didn't know that if he sent Jin Ying as a hostage, he would move if he didn't get his head right.

"Brother Huang, I'm willing to go!" Zhao Gou stood up.

"Good old nine, I can rest assured that you will be my brother!" Zhao Huan let out a long sigh.

Not only did Zhao Huan let out a long breath, but his younger brothers also let out a long breath. Everyone recited the Buddha in their hearts, but someone went. Jinying is a den of tigers and wolves, and whoever goes will be unlucky.

When Zhang Bangchang learned that he and King Kang Zhao had sent an envoy to Jinying, tears fell down like pearls with broken threads, but he didn't dare not go. If you don't go, you will resist the decree, and you will lose your head immediately.

Zhao Gou (1107-1187) practiced martial arts since he was a child, and his strength and courage were particularly great. In the year of the envoy to Jinying, he was just 20 years old (imaginary age, people said in ancient times were imaginary years), his blood was strong, and the calf was born without fear of tigers. Later, he became a famous runaway emperor, who was afraid of wolves with long horns.

Objectively speaking, the force of the Jin people in Jingkang was indeed a hundred times stronger than that of the Song Dynasty. Wanyan Zongwang wanted to give the "peace envoy" (in fact, a hostage) a dismissal, and he did a good job. Before entering the barracks' tent, let them drill the weapon racks.

Two rows of maces stand up, like a big bad wolf with an open mouth, ready to bite at any time. Zhao Gou strode forward with his head held high; Zhang Bangchang followed behind King Kang, trembling.

Two rows of ghost-headed knives are propped up, like tigers with their mouths open, ready to swallow people at any time. Zhao Gou paused, glanced at the knife, and sneered. Zhang Bangchang's head hit Zhao Gou, squatted, and got up in a panic......

After entering the big tent, Zhang Bangchang looked at the tall and burly Wanyan Zongwang on the Taishi's chair, and fell to his knees as soon as his knees weakened.

"That stinky boy, why didn't you kneel down when you saw my handsome?!" The guard of Wanyan Zongwang shouted.

"I'm a peace envoy, and my knees aren't so soft!" Zhao Gou said proudly.

When the guard draws his sword, he will cut it.

"Don't be rude!" After Yan Zongwang snorted, the guard stood aside, "Young man, what do you call it?" ”

"The ninth son of the old emperor, the ninth brother of the new emperor, Zhao Gou, King Kang." Zhao Goyi stretched out his hand and picked up Zhang Bangchang, who was kneeling on the ground.

"Good! There is a kind of young people! Send the two of you to take a break, and we'll talk about it another day. After Yan Zongwang waved his hand, someone led the two to other tents.

Wanyan Zongwang suddenly became interested in Zhao Gou, and even suspected that he was a fake prince. In his impression, whether it is Zhao Ji of Song Huizong or Zhao Huan of Song Qinzong, they are soft persimmons, and they can be pinched as much as they want. Suddenly ran out of a raw melon egg, I really have to try to see if it's true or not.

Two hours later, someone reported to Wanyan Zongwang: Zhang Bangchang will not do anything else except shed tears. Zhao Gou sat in the tent and read the book of war, "The Art of War".

Wanyan Zongwang couldn't sit still, and came to see Zhao Gou in person.

"Hahaha...... Young people, fighting a war is not just a matter of paper. During the Warring States Period, there was a man named Zhao Kuo, it should be your own family. I read a lot of military books, and when I started to use real swords and guns, I was not defeated, and in the end I lost my life. Wanyan Zongwang said sarcastically.

"Although Zhao Kuo's surname is Zhao, he is not our family. He can only move a knife and a gun, he is a reckless man, who not only understands the art of war, but also can use swords and swords to be the real hero. Zhao Gou said neither humbly nor arrogantly.

"Young man, your tone is not small! Follow me. - Do you dare to compare archery? ”

"I can't do anything else, I'm good at archery."

Zhao Gou followed behind Wanyan Zongwang and came to the martial arts training ground. There weren't many people on the field, only ten people together. In addition to the two personal guards, there are several archers. Nine bows hung on the wooden wall, and the middle one was larger than the others, and at first glance it was a hard bow.

"These nine bows are all hard bows, especially the one in the middle, which is the bow of my father's exclusive use. Back then, my father relied on this hard bow to shoot all over the world invincible; With the mace in his hand, he is invincible all over the world. It's a pity that the mace killed too many enemies, and in the end, the wolf teeth on the stick were all bald, and then the whereabouts were unknown, but the hard bow was still there. Today, there are only two people in our Wanyan family who can pull this bow. One is my brother and the other is me. Wanyan Zongwang took off the hard bow in the middle and said with pride and sigh.

Zhao Gou looked at the remaining eight bows and felt that they were average, so he didn't take the bow.

"Why, young man, these bows are not eye-catching?" Wanyan Zongwang wondered, it would not be easy for this kid to pull these bows.

"These bows are too soft!" Zhao Gou said unceremoniously.

"It's not that the bow is soft, it's that your arms are soft!"

Zhao Gou took the next handful, and after pulling it round, he added force again, and the bowstring broke. I took another handful, and this time the string was not broken, but the bow was broken. Wanyan Zongwang was secretly surprised, he didn't expect that this young man was half a head shorter than him, and he was not burly to have such strength. I don't know how accurate it is, but I have to give it a try.

The target had already been set up, and 150 paces away, the red heart looked like just a red dot. Wanyan Zongwang pulled his bow like a full moon and shot three arrows in a row.

A guard came running with a target. Zhao Gou saw that the three arrows were too powerful. The three arrows are arranged in order to form a "1".

Wanyan Zongwang smiled slightly, and said in his heart: "Stinky boy, only stupid strength is still not enough, you have to have an accurate head." Even if you shoot far, you were going to shoot Venus, but you shot at the moon. The unlucky guy Wu Gang Guishu didn't cut it down, and hurt his butt again. ”

"It's your turn." A guard came over and urged Zhao Gou.

"I don't have a good bow." Zhao Gou said coldly.

Wanyan Zongwang hesitated for a moment, but still handed over the treasure bow that his father had used. Zhao Gou was also not polite, pulling his bow like a full moon, and shooting three arrows with a whoosh. After waiting for a long time, no one brought the target. Both of them were curious and walked over together.

Zhao Gou finished reading it and nodded.

After reading it, Yan Zongwang gasped. I saw that the three arrows were shot in the red circle, forming a "pin" character, and the distance was all equal, even if it was not so easy to plug in.

"Fake, it must be fake. He won't be the prince, I don't know which general's son pretended to be to fool me! Wanyan Zongwang said in his heart that he had a new idea.

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