Yan Xing walked out of the lobby, chewing on his father's words just now as he walked, and felt more and more that his father meant something. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 On the surface, he was accusing himself of taking risks and being brave and dangerous in the transaction with the Qiang people this time, but in essence, he knew that his son Mo Ruo's father, on the one hand, Yan's father knew that Yan Xing had lofty ambitions and was by no means a person who was willing to live in a corner of Liangzhou, and on the other hand, he was worried that he would be arrogant and reckless after he took charge of the army, so he used this way to warn himself.

Thinking about the words "Damage to rigidity and softness" in his heart, Yan Xing never stopped. It wasn't until he walked to the courtyard of Zhuangzi's Sanjin that he heard the noise of the trilogy, including the sound of Ma Lin, that Yan Xing's heart moved, and he raised his feet and walked along the source of the sound.

The noise came from the martial arts arena, and the third entrance of Zhuangzi occupied the largest area, not only built warehouses, cultivated vegetable beds, but also built rows of tiled houses for guests and subordinates to live in, as well as a martial arts arena for daily training.

At this moment, a large group of people gathered on the martial arts arena, and Yan Xing took a closer look, and found that the Yan family had all the subordinates and light warriors, and they were faintly divided into two factions that were evenly matched, and each was headed by Ma Lin and Gan Ling.

Listening to the content of their shouting, they were cheering for Gan Ling and Ma Lin respectively, while Gan and Ma stood separately in front of the usual arrow target, each holding a bow, as if they were trying to test archery.

Like the dock forts built by the powerful families in various places today, the tribal system is also the result of the economic development of private estates. In order to resist the incursion of Qianghu, homeless people, and thieves, such as the Yan family, who were in the war-torn land of Liangzhou, they adopted the military system and laws to restrain and train their own clansmen, tenants, and slaves. In this way, a large number of tribes were formed, and from them the able-bodied people were drawn from them, who were given sufficient food and clothing, given armor, and were responsible for guarding the fort full-time, and these people who were separated from cultivation became the family soldiers of the great family of the world. The light knights are more attached to their masters as subordinates, and they need to use grace and righteousness to envelop their hearts and restrain them with prestige. Because of the differences in nature and positions between the two sides, it is inevitable that there will be some friction in daily life. For example, in the past, the attitude of the two sides towards the prisoners was completely different.

At this time, the battle between Ma Lin and Gan Ling standing in the field was caused by the fact that Gan Ling shot the Qiang people, and the light knights loudly boasted that Ganling's archery skills originated from the former Han Fei general Li Guang, and the archery skills in Jincheng County were second to none, and the words fell into the ears of the subordinates, as if the light knights took all the credit for themselves, and took advantage of the great merit of shooting the captives to challenge themselves. The Yan family's subordinates had strict laws and regulations, and the two sides who were not convinced by each other could not fight, so they argued over whose archery skills were superb.

In the end, both sides who want to kill each other's arrogance can only move out of their respective teams to have a competition. So everyone gathered on the martial arts field, and after the first two rounds of elimination, the task of dubbing the male and female undoubtedly fell on the leaders of the two sides - Ma Lin and Gan Ling.

Because it was a competition, both sides used bows and arrows that they usually practiced. Ma Lin took the lead, standing eighty paces away from the bull's-eye, first opened the practice bow to test the strength of the bow, and then took out an arrow from the quiver, holding the bow with his left hand and holding the string with his right hand.

His face was calm and calm, and he put the arrow on the string and took the bow handle. He was not busy drawing a bow and shooting arrows, but smiled at the people around him:

"Lin Kutong shoots, I haven't learned any shooting methods of General Fei, but I also know that my hands should be straight, and when I am full, my body should be steady, and I can hit it with a slow tension."

These words were said in response to the flying shooters of the light riders, and the onlookers laughed heartily. In the laughter, Ma Lin was not in a hurry, not affected by the emotions of the people around him, adjusted his breathing, stood still in all directions, his jaw was vertical, his body was upright, his demeanor was calm, his eyes looked at the target in front of him, his front hand was like a baby, his back hand was like a full moon, and his arms were full of potential energy at the same time. As soon as the wrench on his thumb was loosened, only the bowstring sounded, and the arrow had already swished out, hitting the bull's-eye, and in the cheers of the crowd, Ma Lin fired his bow twice, both of which were hit.

Seeing that Ma Lin had three arrows hit the bull's-eye, this time was not only a part, but even many people in the light man cheered for Ma Lin, and at the same time, everyone was looking forward to Ganling's performance in the future. Gan Ling just caught a glimpse of Yan Xing not far away, and at this time he felt the various eyes of the people present, his heart moved slightly, and he had an idea, he smiled and pulled out the bow, tried the bow strength, estimated the distance, and prepared to shoot an arrow.

Unlike Ma Lin, Gan Ling held all three arrows in his hand at once, one on the string, and the other two in his left hand. He looked forward to everyone on the field, and said with a smile:

"The way of battle array archery is nothing more than the unity of human bows. When archery, choose a bow according to your own strength, use a hard bow for those who are strong, use a soft bow for those who are weak, and then choose long arrows, short arrows, light arrows, and heavy arrows according to your needs. When facing the enemy, you should judge the distance and position of the enemy: within 80 steps with the shoulder, within 100 steps with the eye, within 140 steps with the eyebrows, within 180 with the curtain and crown, the enemy comes from a low-lying place, the bow handle should be raised, and the enemy comes from a high vulture, the bow handle should be lowered・・・・・・"

Gan Ling said carefully, and what he taught was the experience of fighting and fighting in the battle array, and everyone forgot to watch him shoot arrows for a while, and listened quietly.

"Although archery is done on the arm, it actually involves all parts of the body. If the posture of the arrow is not correct, the arrow will not be shot on target. Archery pays attention to the stability of all sides, and the strength is made in the same direction, and the most taboo is shy and hunchbacked, and the body shape is uneven. Finally, it is necessary to 'open the bow with anger and release the arrow with breath', which means that the bow must be opened with force to fully draw the bow, and the arrow must be released calmly to shoot accurately. ”

As soon as the words fell, Gan Ling took advantage of the situation to draw the bow full, and as soon as he loosened the string, the arrow turned into a black shadow and flew out. Gan Ling did not stop, one arrow after another, and the three arrows hit the bull's-eye one after another as if they were connected from end to end, and the arrows were strong and entered the wood for three points.

"Color!"

Gan Ling's hand-to-hand arrow technique completely conquered the people present, and they all applauded his divine shooting. Anyone with a little eyesight knows that this is the real ability to kill the enemy in the battle array. You must know that on the battlefield, the handover of short troops is a matter of a few breaths, even if others are good at shooting, they will only shoot an enemy on the opposite side, and Ganling's continuous arrow method can shoot three enemies at once, directly reducing the frontal pressure and greatly deterring the enemy, giving yourself the opportunity to calmly deal with or even attack.

Yan Xing also let out cheers, causing the other people's ideas. After seeing Yan Xing, Yan Xing walked into the crowd with a smile, patted Ma Lin and Gan Ling on the shoulders, and said with a laugh:

"Our generation charges into battle, marching on horses and carrying lances, and you are accompanied by bows and arrows, although millions of people are like me!"

After getting Yan Xing's praise, the subordinates and light heroes were even more excited, praising each other for the superb archery skills of Gan and Ma, and Ma Lin also knew that Yan Xing was willing to help him break the siege, and he was grateful for a while, and at the same time he sincerely admired Gan Ling's shooting skills.

Just when the two sides who were originally opposing sides expressed their admiration for each other and enjoyed themselves, Yan Xing loudly praised the brave men who fought on the battlefield, said their names in public, and encouraged others to catch up, and finally loudly announced that the promised reward for killing the enemy on the battlefield could now be cashed in and received in the treasury, which immediately attracted the cheers of everyone.

Seeing that everyone was rushing to the side of the warehouse, Yan Xing smiled and ordered Ma Lin and Gan Ling to take people to maintain order, and told the two to go to the courtyard where they lived together when they were feeding, eat together, and learn how to shoot.

Yan Xing is in charge of the troops this time, and his subordinates also need Ma Lin to be brave and well-known, and Gan Ling and other light knights are their own surprisingly winning swords, and they can't do without them for a while, so Yan Xing plans to bring them all with him, and take advantage of the opportunity to feed them together first to discuss the relevant matters of this expedition.

After dealing with these things, Yan Xing turned around and walked back to the inner house. However, he thought about it and did not go directly back to his residence to rest, but first transferred to his little sister's residence.

Yan Xing's little sister is named Wan, thirteen years old, before she is in time, she lives in a delicate courtyard in Erjin, which is specially built with a garden for planting flowers and plants, compared with the majestic and desolate border weather of Jincheng, there is a unique beautiful scenery of the Central Plains garden here.

Yan Xing stood outside the courtyard, looking at the familiar courtyard, and a warm warmth surged in his heart inexplicably.

Since being reborn in this era, Yan Xing has never seen his deceased biological mother, although there are many other relatives, but the relationship with his father is mostly more like respect for the elders, and there is no family affection for his father's concubines and the two younger brothers they gave birth to. Maybe it's because of the same disease, the half-sister who is the same as Yan Xing has never seen her mother who died early, so she likes to rely on Yan Xing's brother since she was a child, and the relationship between the two is closer than others.

Thinking that he was about to see the little sister he hadn't seen for many days, Yan Xing's steps were much lighter. He walked into the courtyard, and the maidservant who cultivated flowers and plants in the courtyard caught a glimpse of Yan Xing, hurriedly put down the work in his hand and saluted, and then trotted into the inner room.

Not long after the maidservant entered, there was another rush of footsteps in the inner room, and before anyone arrived, the sound of a bell of crisp laughter had already arrived. Yan Xing raised his eyes and saw a girl with a comb horn, a pair of big watery eyes under her delicate eyebrows, and a little baby fat on her face, carrying the corners of a pale yellow skirt, rushing out like a bird, followed by several busy maidservants.

The girl with a sunny laugh ran happily in front of Yan Xing, although her height could not touch Yan Xing's chest, but she grabbed Yan Xing's sleeve, and said happily while shaking:

"Big brother is back, take Wan'er to ride the little red horse!"