In the late spring of Chongzhen's seventeenth year, under the influence of the Xiaoice River, all parts of the southern Zhili are still cold and cold, especially in the northern part of the river, not only the weather is cold, but also covered with dark yellow clouds, giving people a feeling that black clouds are pressing down on the city and disaster is coming. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

Many of the markets in Huai'an Mansion in Jiangbei Province are closed, and this rare weather makes them very frightened.

Because of the frequent wars and disasters in the Jiangbei generation since the eight years of Chongzhen, there are more and more victims and beggars in the city, and there is nowhere to shelter them, so many people have to sleep under the eaves on both sides of the street, curled up and huddled in a pile.

They shivered and wailed in the biting cold wind. The women whispered to the old man and wept. The children huddled in their mother's arms, crying and screaming for hunger, tearing the hearts of passers-by. But when the patrol soldiers sent from Huai'an Mansion approached, they were patient for the time being, and did not dare to say anything.

From winter to spring, in the past five or six months, dozens or hundreds of homeless beggars have died every day in the city, and sometimes even three or four hundred, mostly the elderly, weak, women and children. Although there are porridge factories outside the city gates, there are too many people in the disaster to slow down the emergency, and the officials of the porridge factory have deducted and released Zhenzhen rice grain, and the corruption is serious, and the victims can receive less life-saving food, which is almost a drop in the bucket. The streets are filled with people dying of hunger, and no one knows if they will survive until tomorrow.

In the early morning, in an open space in the northwest corner of the East Procuratorate of Huai'an Prefecture, bursts of cheers sounded from time to time, and more than 400 Fuwang family members wearing short brown and gray clothes and hanging knives around their waists surrounded the open space. Cheer on your companions who are going to perform an archery show.

At this time, the bow and arrow and the target were ready, and more than 100 Fu Wang Jiading, who was good at riding and archery, including the young but tall little Fu Wang Zhu Youhua, all shot the target 80 steps away, most of them shot three shots and three hits, and the field was full of thunderous cheers.

The crowd took twenty steps back. began to shoot a hundred paces of arrow targets, this time there were less than twenty of the three shots, the number of people suddenly decreased by more than four-fifths, and he took twenty steps back again, after a burst of whizzing arrows whistling by, only the three shots were all Xiaofu Wang Zhu Youhua, the commander of the palace guards Zhang Tanggong, and the head of the archery team Han Cheng.

The other royal family members shot twice in a row, and they all stood aside to rest, but when they saw His Royal Highness King Fu and Zhang Tanggong retreating again, Han Cheng, who boasted of his superb archery skills, was secretly a little unconvinced, Zhang Tanggong was humble in temperament, and he also knew that his archery skills were indeed worse than Han Cheng and Xiao Wangye.

Han Cheng knows the temperament of the little prince, especially respects the strong, is not afraid of challenges, as long as he has real skills, he does not have to be afraid of being suppressed, so he is also relatively open, and there is no fear of the general subordinates to the superiors. He took twenty steps back again, and saw that the target was about one hundred and forty paces away, and then stopped, threw the ordinary birch bow in his hand, and stretched out his hand to the side, where the palace guards had already sent a one-stone iron-tire recurve strong bow and a pot of arrows.

Han Cheng took off his coat and chose an armor-piercing arrow, the destructive power of the armor-piercing arrow is very strong, it is a sharp weapon for Han Cheng to defeat the enemy since he entered the Fu Wangfu Mansion for two years, he held the iron tire bow, raised his eyes, and thought in his heart: "Shooting at an arrow target one hundred and forty steps away is not bad." But he thought again: "Although this is difficult, it is not enough to show my superb archery skills, and it is difficult to say whether I can overwhelm the other party, this little prince of our family is an alternative in the Ming clan, and he is also a ruthless character who rides and shoots double sperm and has superb archery skills......"

Han Cheng thought for a moment, gritted his teeth, and took forty steps back again, at this time he was already one hundred and eighty steps away from the arrow target!

Seeing this, everyone gasped and whispered to each other: "The arrow target is so far away, can the Han team shoot the head?" ”

"I don't know if I can shoot it, I can't shoot it anyway, I don't have any hope in my life!" A short, sturdy royal archer sighed.

"Okay, okay, the head of the Han team is about to start, don't shout, big guy."

"Yes, let's not talk about it, let's see how the Han team's head shoots, one hundred and eighty steps, I'm really looking forward to it!"

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Han Cheng stood in the middle of the field, his eyes were firmly fixed on the arrow target a hundred meters away, his expression became more and more serious, he put on a posture, bent his arm, pulled a few more empty strings, first tried his arm strength to avoid the appearance of bow bullying, and then turned back to everyone and said: "If I don't hit this arrow, don't laugh at the brothers!" ”

Before the words fell, he turned around abruptly, quickly took out an armor-piercing arrow from the quiver, wound the bow and dragged the bow, and then shot it out at lightning speed without aiming, this kind of fixed-point blind shooting is one of Han Cheng's stunts, first lock the target, and then with a line of feeling, quickly draw the arrow and shoot it, so that the enemy can't react, and finally the arrow is defeated.

This time, in order to show off his superb archery skills, he finally showed his housekeeping skills!

Han Cheng's arrow was shot quickly and accurately, and before everyone could react, the arrow had already hit the target, and the foot-long arrow feather was still trembling on the target.

"What a quick arrow!" Everyone was immediately attracted by Han Cheng's lightning speed, and couldn't help but praise in unison.

"I just rubbed my eyelids, but I didn't expect the arrow to shoot out, this is too fast, right? Shouldn't the Korean team aim before shooting an arrow? Fortunately, it wasn't me who shot it, otherwise it would have been doomed. ”

"If you don't have this ability, you can be called a marksman, the head of the Han team used to be a marksman known as "Han Yi's arrow" in the Qin army on the nine sides, and there were five Tartars who died under his arrows! Some of the royal family members who knew Han Cheng's details rolled their eyes when they heard this, with a look of contempt.

"Yes, too. The head of the Han team has excellent archery skills, and today I can be regarded as an eye-opener. ”

While everyone was talking in a whisper, Han Cheng stretched out his hand again, pulled out the bow, and shot two arrows in a row, and a whole set of actions was smooth and as fast as thunder. As he shouted twice, the arrows drilled into the arrow target one after another, and there was a shaking, especially the last arrow, which seemed to be a little bit closer, and was about to miss the target, passing by the arrow target, in the exclamation of everyone, Han Cheng arched his hand to Zhu Youhua, the king of Xiaofu, and said: "The minister is not talented, let the prince laugh." ”

Zhu Youhua saw Han Cheng shooting blindly, all three arrows were hit, and he didn't panic, he also threw the birch wood gong in his hand, stretched out his empty hand, a family member had already stood aside with a hard bow of one stone, seeing that the prince stretched out his hand, he hurriedly handed it over, Zhu Youhua took the bow, looked down again, threw the bow to the side, and said, "Take one stone and five stones." ”

This Ding was taken aback, then sobered up, hurriedly ran away, and after a while, he walked over with a bigger bow in both hands and handed it to Zhu Youhua, Zhu Youhua looked at it, pulled it again, and seemed to be very satisfied.

When he was aiming at the target, his face began to become a little solemn, he had already witnessed Han Cheng's archery skills, and he was indeed the strongest opponent, but he was still confident that he would win the battle, since the crossing, ten years of hard training were not given in vain!