Chapter Eighty-Eight: I'm a Sharpshooter!

"We lost, Sentinel Wang Yi is a real sharpshooter......"

Father Qu Shawei raised the target in his hand, and everyone looked at it closely, and they couldn't help but gasp.

This is the target used by Wang Yi, not only does each lead hit the red heart, but also tightly surrounds the middle, and the lead embedded in the target is densely packed together, as if there is a gray bullseye in the middle of the red heart, and none of the shots are out of this range. Look at the Portuguese officer's targets again, although all of them barely hit the hearts, the lead is much more scattered in the east and west, and there is a lead pressed against the edge of the heart.

Only then did everyone understand that Wang Yi's level far surpassed that of the Portuguese officer, and if it weren't for the lack of accuracy of this target, he would definitely throw the Portuguese officer off half the street.

The Portuguese officer's face immediately turned red, and he craned his neck and shouted to Father Qu Shawei: "It's not a big deal, everyone hit the heart, it's not my loss!" ”

With a bang, the onlookers shouted loudly, it is normal to win or lose in martial arts, but this Hongmaoyi is a duck, and he is obviously familiar (losing) and has a hard mouth, which is really contemptible!

Father Qu Shawei was also embarrassed, and whispered to the Portuguese officer: "James, if you lose, you lose, and it will be even more embarrassing if you don't admit it, so admit your mistake to Sentinel Wang Yi, I think he is an oriental gentleman, and I will forgive you for your previous rudeness......"

The Portuguese officer, named James, shook his head like a rattle: "No! No! No! We are all invincible musketeers of His Majesty the King, muskets are our life and pride, we will never admit defeat, I ask for another competition! ”

Wang Yi smiled slightly and said kindly: "No need, it's better to have a tie today." ”

"Nope. Be sure to do it again! James said: "Even if I lose this game, you send two more people out, and we will win two out of three games!" ”

He originally thought that Wang Yi was an officer in charge of management, and his shooting level was estimated to be very average, so he challenged him, but he didn't expect to hit the stone, but the average level of the Portuguese musketeers was higher than that of the Chu army, so he was very unconvinced to lose this game.

One more game, one more game can save face! Wang Yi is just a special case, and others will definitely not be able to.

The Portuguese musketeers felt that they were remarkable. Wang Yi didn't have this kind of awareness, and when he saw that this Hongmaoyi insisted again and again, he agreed casually. He had already won one game anyway, and he didn't care about the second game at all, and these Portuguese musketeers did have a hand. It is also a good thing for the brethren to see where the gap is.

See his calm look. James's heart beat a small drum instead. If you lose the second game, you can't rely on the third game, and you won't be able to raise your head in front of Wang Yi's musket team in the future.

"Now that you've scored a point, let's compete with two more people, and we will decide the winner?"

"Okay, then I'll pick two people."

"Nope. Let's pick people in another way, you pick my people, and I pick your people. "James is very smart, and he is worried that Wang Yi still has hidden masters here.

"It's a good idea. The fairest! Wang Yi gave him a thumbs up, greeted Father Qu Shawei, and went to pick two random people in the Portuguese army.

James became even more confused, and his mentality became more cautious, and he came to Wang Yi's musket team and carefully looked at them one by one, hoping to pick out two rookies.

"Damn! These Orientals all look the same, who is worse? He looked at more than two dozen people in a row, but he didn't make up his mind, and the onlookers of the Chu army let out an impatient boo, and he turned around angrily and glared fiercely at the surroundings, but it attracted a burst of ridicule.

James turned around and continued to choose, and finally found a suitable target, there was a fat soldier in the back row of the crowd, with a nervous look on his face, James looked over, he quickly lowered his head, as if he was afraid of attracting James's attention, but the fat body betrayed him deeply.

"That's him!" James was secretly happy in his heart, and picked out the big bull.

Da Gu Niu came to the field in a daze, looking helplessly to the left and right, but there were unfamiliar faces as far as he could see, his heart was pounding, his mouth suddenly felt very thirsty, but there was a strong urge to urinate in his lower body.

Seeing that he was so nervous, James was very happy, turned around and looked for no other fat man, and when he was hesitating, Father Qu Shawei came to him and proposed a proposal to invite Wang Kefan to participate in this competition.

Well! It's a good idea!

Wang Kefan is the commander of the whole army, he will not often use a musket, he will definitely win the competition, and he can also shoot Wang Kefan's ass, and more importantly, in case the fat soldier is really powerful, he still lost the competition in the end, it can also be said that he deliberately let Wang Kefan.

James was overjoyed, praised Qu Shawei for her resourcefulness, and then triumphantly found Wang Kefan and invited her.

Wang Kefan was very surprised, how could he pull himself in, Li Runniang was also stunned, and then the expression on her face was very strange, and she forced a smile and whispered to Wang Kefan: "Go, go, teach this blind red-haired Yi a lesson!" ”

It's your own abuse, no wonder I'm wrong! Wang Kefan nodded at James, his eyes looking very sad. When the Chu army set up camp, they would often dig some traps outside the camp, which was originally to deal with the scouts of the Qing soldiers, but some wild beasts would also fall into it in a daze, just like this James.

Seeing Wang Kefan's solemn face, James was secretly very happy in his heart, and his heart was empty! Scared! It's definitely a win!

Several "contestants" came to the field and prepared separately, Da Guniu didn't expect to compete with Wang Kefan, his nose was inciting, he was at a loss, and he didn't know where to swing.

"Don't be nervous, just fight hard."

Wang Kefan patted him on the shoulder, picked up a firearm and measured the barrel with his eyes to see if it was crooked, and then turned around and aimed in the direction of the target for a few seconds.

Seeing Wang Kefan's skillful movements, James's heart couldn't help jumping: No! Is it so bad luck? Perhaps, maybe he is just more familiar with muskets, and he can't fight with real guns......

But as the competition began, this last bit of luck was also smashed.

Wang Kefan hit the target with a gun, far better than the Portuguese soldier who competed with him, and his shooting action was very smooth and natural, although the onlookers of the Chu army soldiers did not understand the word "professional fan", but they all clearly felt a pleasing beauty.

Thunder!

The two Portuguese soldiers who participated in the competition were under great pressure, played abnormally, and missed the target several times in a row.

"Played well, keep working hard in the future!"

Wang Kefan said a word of encouragement, turned around and walked towards the crowd who were cheering and cheering, but the big bull was holding the fire gun blankly, his face was uncertain, and the old soldier Wu came up and slapped and hammered, and couldn't stop praising him, but he saw the big bull gritting his teeth and muttering something in his mouth.

"I'm going to keep trying, I'm going to be a sharpshooter!"

……

Beijing, Forbidden City, Cining Palace.

Cining Palace is the residence of Xiaozhuang.

Xiaozhuang is the concubine of Huang Taiji, Shunzhi's mother, because Shunzhi became the emperor, Xiaozhuang's mother was respected as the queen mother by virtue of her son.

The queen mother is very angry, but Xiaozhuang also has someone she is afraid of, and this person is now in front of her, talking endlessly.

Dolgon!

Dolgon was very excited at this moment, laughing and laughing as he spoke, and kept gesturing to Xiaozhuang. In the past two years of hard work after entering the customs, Dolgon has rarely been so happy, but today news came from the front line in Sichuan that Zhang Xianzhong was killed by the Qing army.

Zhang Xianzhong is not an ordinary person, but a heroic figure who can be compared with Li Zicheng, single-handedly established the Daxi regime, and also has the ambition to win the world, after exterminating Zhang Xianzhong, no one can stop the iron hooves of the Eight Banners Force, as for Emperor Longwu in the south, it is just a lingering breath.

The world will be decided!

He enthusiastically described his plan, as fast as two or three years, as slow as four or five years, the Manchu Qing Dynasty would be able to dominate the country and establish a 10,000-year foundation. Hyo-jo played the role of a loyal listener, and was very engaged, with his description, sometimes delighted, sometimes emotional, looking at Dolgon's eyes full of admiration, like a girl looking at her own hero.

Dolgon praised the Eight Banners who conquered Sichuan, but deliberately did not mention their commander Hauge, and Xiaozhuang tacitly avoided the topic.

Haoge is the eldest son of Huang Taiji, and he is also a threat to Emperor Shunzhi, so Xiaozhuang and Dolgon have long formed an unbreakable alliance, and she knows very well that Dolgon has arranged a qiē in Beijing during this time, no matter how much credit Haoge has made outside, there will definitely be no good results after the class teacher returns to the court.

"Old Fourteen, since Sichuan has been pacified, you don't have to work too hard in the future, you have reduced a lot these days." Hyo-joong picked up a cup of tits and handed it to Dolgon, but his little finger swiped lightly in his palm.

"It's true that I've lost some weight recently, but I feel happy in my heart, it's not easy for us to get to where we are today!" Dolgon only took a shallow sip, put his tits on the table, and then stroked his forehead and said with a smile: "After Zhang Xianzhong is dead, those thieves can only flee to Yungui, and they will not be able to set off any storms in the future, and now it will depend on Huguang." ”

"Huguang will definitely win!" Xiaozhuang said: "Kong Youde is a veteran, Leke Dehun is a young hero, He Tengjiao is just a rotten Confucian scholar, how can he be their opponent?" (To be continued......)