In the early morning of the next day, Han Xu, as usual, left half a bowl of food for the woman, these days the military supply is more and more, not only in the morning, but also rarely asked everyone to make food, it is said that there will be weapons delivered in the future, but Han Xu is about to become a night not to collect, and the changes here have nothing to do with him.

At the end of the day, Han Xu and Gao Xiaosan and Yang Guoyong set off together, each dressed neatly, and went to the school field together, when they arrived at the small school field in the fort, there were already many officers waiting in it, and there were groups of fierce men standing in the field, Han Xu's size was very common in this group of people, most of these people had indifferent eyes, only when Han Xu was a few people who were in general air, and some people had bad eyes, revealing a bloodthirsty and violent light.

The three of them knew that these were all voluntarily signed up in the Ming army, and they were not weak hands, and at this time they signed up as sentry horses, and their character must be brave and murderous, so they immediately looked around, and there was a fierce light in their eyes, and they glared back at the unfriendly eyes, and stood in the crowd at the same time.

After everyone stood for half an hour, several horns sounded, and there was a general platform on one side of the school field, and a group of generals did not wear armor, but only wore military attache robes of different ranks, with long robes and large sleeves, and slowly stepped onto the stage.

Li Bingcheng, the newly appointed commander-in-chief of Fengjibao, sat in the center, and Adjutant General Zhu Wanliang sat on his left hand side.

Within half a year, there will be more than 100,000 Ming soldiers from all over the country to be transferred here, including the southern Zhejiang soldiers and Sichuan soldiers, the central six departments will slowly replenish the weapons and horses, Liaozhen has lost blood and suffered heavy losses, the Ming Dynasty is continuing to transfuse, although the Ming soldiers killed more than 40,000 soldiers in the first battle of Salhu, lost hundreds of thousands of generals to the general army, lost tens of thousands of horses, the accumulation of ordnance for a hundred years was swept away, and the people of Liaodong were slaughtered hundreds of thousands, but compared to the huge empire, this loss is insignificant, In less than half a year, Liaozhen will be much stronger than during the First World War of Salhu.

For the things in front of them, the senior generals are actually not very interested, although these soldiers in front of them are good, but at this time, everyone has no intention of recruiting a family, and it costs a lot of money to support the family, and now the salary and weapons are insufficient, it is not the time. Zhao Cheng did not accept the sentry as a sentry at night, but before the arrival of Lord Jinglu, everyone had to make a move, so as not to be difficult to reply when asked.

Although Liaozhen was replenishing blood, all the generals were scared by the Eight Banners, and they felt heavy in their hearts when they thought of fighting with the captives, and these people in front of them were just cannon fodder to send to death in their eyes.

"Let's get started." Li Bingcheng and several senior generals looked at each other, nodded, cleared their throats and gave orders.

The sound of the cannon sounded again, and a beautiful Chinese army with a thousand rank strode forward, stood on the platform and said: "Everyone rides a horse around a circle, and immediately shoots the target three times to be qualified, leave the waist card to engrave, and those who do not hit will return to their own team!" ”

Riding a horse archery is simply impossible for ordinary people, sitting on a horse to move to grasp the center of gravity, people's waist strength and the strength of the horse to be combined with a vertical, while moving, open the bow and arrows, while aiming at the target to throw arrows, there are such a hand are rare talents, although shooting a fixed target and shooting a moving target are two different things, but it is very good to be able to do a fixed target even three arrows.

At this time, the Ming army has been on the crooked road of developing heavy firearms, the cannon is getting bigger and bigger, and the firearms ration of the infantry battalions is also increasing, but the quality is uneven, and there is no training, the archers in the battalions are becoming more and more scarce like pandas, and the limited archers are used intensively, but the elite degree of the Ming army's archers is far from being compared with the Eight Banners, and they are always reflected in the gray face, which makes the generals more and more heavy firearms, and the number of archers in the ordinary battalion soldiers is no longer worth mentioning.

However, the family and the elite cavalry still need to be good at riding and shooting to be qualified, and after the announcement of the start, everyone began to line up in the school field and wait for the horse, Han Xu and the others lined up in the middle, and waited for others to test first.

A few wooden targets were erected in the middle of the school field, and some people began to ride horses around on both sides, and within 100 steps before the target, someone ordered to open the bow, and within 80 steps must shoot arrows, such an assessment is considered a little difficult, if it is within dozens of steps, I am afraid that everyone here can reach the standard.

After a round of dozens of tests, most of them were qualified, and a small half missed the target, and their faces were also ugly.

When Han Xu got on the horse, he clearly saw that the general Li on the stage yawned, and the rest of the generals were not very interested, Han Xu ignored it and concentrated on feeling the war horse that stepped down.

He had ridden a horse in Inner Mongolia for two years, riding and archery is no stranger, only a short time to get rid of the sense of unfamiliarity of not riding a horse for a long time, the unity of people and horses, by this time it was close to a hundred steps, about one hundred and twenty steps, Han Xu no longer waited, the arrow had already been wound, the arrow string was full, he used the standard Mongolian archery, the fingers were loosened, the bowstring was stretched from full to suddenly popped, the huge thrust pushed the arrow forward, the bowstring made a loud sound of "collapse", that is, the arrow also made a buzzing sound, and then down, it was "pop" With a loud bang, the arrow hit the red heart, and the huge force also shook the wooden arrow target, making a huge sound.

"Well, good shot."

Li Bingcheng was originally drowsy, but at this time he also opened his eyes, showing a look of approval, but Zhu Wanliang on the side couldn't help but praise it.

Han Xu didn't know that he had alarmed those high-ranking generals, he put the quiver on his back, shot an arrow, took it from his back, and another arrow in his hand, almost the front arrow just hit, and the second arrow hit the bull's-eye again, as usual, there was a loud bang, and the arrow target ate two arrows in a row, and the shaking was even more powerful.

The speed with which he had struck the second arrow, and the force with which it was still so powerful, had already surprised everyone. There are a lot of people who shoot quickly, but the rapid-fire ones are generally soft bows and riding bows, and Beilu is very good at it, and almost no one has ever done it with such a hard bow and shooting so quickly.

The third arrow was taken out by Han Xu again, this arrow Han Xu pulled more full, the arrow shaft was close to the bowstring, and the bowstring was very close, Han Xu did not wear a wrench, he felt that the bowstring and his thumb and arrows were all flesh and blood, connected as one, everything was mastered, at this time he suddenly let go of his fingers, the arrow flew out suddenly, and hit the bull's-eye in the blink of an eye, and the wooden target that was already crumbling suddenly burst out, and it was actually shot down by this arrow!

"Good, good, good!"

Li Bingcheng stood up abruptly and shouted loudly.

Zhu Wanliang and the others were envious, this time it was Li Bingcheng's idea to recruit sentry riders, and the manpower was also allocated by him.

Li Bingcheng applauded, calmed down, and ordered: "Call that person over later." ”

"Yes, sir!"

The Chinese army agreed loudly, and his tone was very cheerful.

As Li Bingcheng's assistant, this Chinese army knows the mind of the general soldier, the soldiers here in Liaozhen are fierce and dangerous, and the deputy general of the general army has died more than a dozen, each of whom has a family, and he did not save his life at a critical time.