"Han Xu, what do you think of this bow?"

In the twilight, deep in the dense forest, a small group sat cross-legged next to the campfire by the stream, and the crackling of large pieces of firewood kept exploding, and the sparks flew in all directions, bringing a lot of life to the depths of the dense forest in the darkness.

A young man in his twenties, dressed in brand-name outdoor clothing, proudly handed a metal pulley bow to another man to watch.

This bow has a peculiar shape, the bow body flashes with metallic luster, and it is also a famous brand, which this young man bought with a lot of money, and asked someone to make some modifications, this young man heard that such a bow can easily shoot wild boars.

Although Han Xu, who took over his bow, was also in his twenties, he was a national-level archery athlete in his early years, but he was unlucky and never made a result, but whether it was arm strength or archery, he was at a super-first-class level, and he was very famous in this kind of wild hunting circle.

Compared with the arrogant young man, Han Xu looked much more stable, and even a little honest, only his acquaintances knew that this human nature was not as amiable as it appeared, and even sometimes he was ruthless and acted very decisively.

From a retired athlete to a budding young businessman in the city, success doesn't come easily.

Han Xu also knew that the young man had the intention of comparing himself, and immediately unceremoniously pointed out several fatal shortcomings and modified faults of this bow, and the young man who said it had no face, and finally Han Xu threw the bow back to the man, and said with a smile: "It is best to start with traditional archery and traditional bow practice to play with bows, and Mediterranean archery and Mongolian archery are all fine...... In fact, the shooting methods and experiences of the ancients are not all useless. ”

The young man was not convinced by this, and he was going to shoot a few wild boars with this bow when he came into the woods this time, and if he used any traditional bow, he could only shoot at home with a target, and without a pulley, he could not have achieved anything with his strength.

At this time, it was getting dark, and everyone planned to camp here, but there was a sudden feeling of uneasiness in the air, and the others were still a little ignorant, but Han Xu stood up suddenly.

He always shoots in the mountains for a few months a year, bows and arrows used to be his everything, now shooting has become his biggest hobby, the long-term hunting career has made him have some beast-like vigilance, and Han Xu's reaction when he feels that something is wrong is naturally the fastest one.

At this moment, a huge black and gray figure suddenly appeared and pounced on everyone.

It was a huge boar that pounced, probably frightened, and pounced on it without any scruples, and this male boar brought a foul smell, and the two fangs on the side of the mouth were very sharp, and the body was also very large, and the wild boar was more dangerous than the tiger and the wolf, and at least the wolf would never pounce on the people around the campfire.

Everyone was caught off guard, and they all dodged in a panic, the young man with the hunting bow wanted to shoot with an arrow, and his hands trembled so badly in a panic that the bow couldn't be pulled up, only Han Xu retreated the earliest, holding his bow was to tie the arrow, his movements were very fast, almost in one go, when everyone was still panicking, the arrow flew out with the bowstring trembling, and after the crash, there was a plop, but it was the sound of the arrow hitting the boar's body.

The arrow went straight in, hitting the heart of the heart, and the mighty boar snorted twice, and died.

The frightened crowd erupted in cheers: "Good shooting, good bow." ”

Han Xu's bow looks like an inconspicuous ordinary wooden recurve bow, but the materials are high-quality, the craftsmanship is exquisite, but it is intentionally inconspicuous, this bow is extremely powerful, almost half of the arrows just now are inserted in the pig's body, you must know that the wild boar is wrapped in thick pine resin, and an arrow penetrates, and the strength is indispensable.

Shoot a wild boar, everyone is very happy, that night peeled the pig's leg and roasted it for a feast, and camped in the forest at night, at dawn, Han Xu woke up early, and saw that everyone was still sleeping, so he took his bow and saw if he could shoot a pheasant.

This is the deep mountains of Kuandian, Liaoning, the forest is very quiet, after walking a few miles in the forest, Han Xu found a cave, and his curiosity prompted him to drill into it. The cave was very deep, and there seemed to be ripples at the end, and by the time Han Xu found an irresistible suction force attacking his upper body, it was already too late.

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"You thieves and birds, the three poles of the sun are still standing up here, hurry up with me."

The weather in the seventh month of the lunar calendar, although it is still hot in the middle of the day, it is quite cool in the morning and evening, people are reluctant to get up early, more than ten people are crowded into a cowhide tent to sleep, the smell of feet and sweat are mixed together, fortunately, this tent has been used for at least 50 years, there are holes everywhere, it can be considered to be able to ventilate.

The people in the tent woke up at the shouting, but they were not awake for a while, and everyone was lying on the haystack yawning.

"To die?" The shouter was furious, cursing and kicking him.

At this moment, everyone woke up and quickly got up.

Everyone put on felt hats, put on jackets, and belts around their waists, some wore boots, most of them wore cloth shoes and straw sandals, and after a moment of chaos and commotion, they were finished.

Calling everyone up is the Ming Liaodong Fengji Fort garrison officer Wang Dali, the whole team of twelve people crowded in a tent, the team officer has the privilege to sleep in the tent, usually this Wang Dali also fell asleep in the tent with everyone, got up early and cold and did not eat, the team officer is no exception, today I don't know what this person is crazy about, he got up early and didn't say, but also beat everyone up.

The little man Shi Xin's eyebrows and eyes were not relaxed, and he looked confused, but he ran to Wang Dali's side, and said with a flattering smile: "Team officer, why don't you call me when you have something, but you get up early." ”

Ma Guobin, who was bearded, also said: "That's it, but the team officer is too hard." ”

These two people have no ability, but they are sweet-mouthed, and Wang Dali usually calls them to follow, so he nodded heavily and replied: "A lot of military supplies have been transported from Shenyang, and Mr. Qian asked us to move them together." ”

Fengji Fort is about forty miles southwest of Shenyang, the garrison is about more than 3,000 people, the military needs are very scarce, rambling about anything else, even if you can't eat enough, you only have one meal a day, and you can only sleep more when you are hungry. As soon as they heard that supplies were being delivered, although everyone was the lowest-level soldier, they were all in good spirits at the moment.

Han Xu also stood in the crowd, his height of 1.75 meters was originally just ordinary, but in this tent, he stood out like a flock, his expression was still like that, thick and calm, his eyes were calm, and he didn't make waves.

He struggled for a long time in the Kuandian Mountains, and was in danger many times, whether it was a beast or a half-orc, and the Jurchens were able to break out of the mountains thanks to his skill and the recurve bow.

As soon as he came out, he encountered the ghost-like boundary, he went all the way to the northwest, but out of the Fushun Pass, when Fushun was broken by the Houjin soldiers, the city was destroyed, the people in the city were either killed or plundered, he passed through the ruins of the stinking city, but went up and down Dongzhou Fort and Magenshan Fort walked around, everywhere were the decaying houses and destroyed farmland, the corpses were everywhere, miserable, and then down to Qinghe Fort, of course, it was still the same scene, and then all the way to the north, to the vicinity of Kaiyuan, Coincidentally, Nurhachi led the troops to massacre, and more than 300,000 local Han people were killed within ten months, and only a few escaped from the blockade of the Houjin soldiers, and Han Xu was one of them.

When he arrived in the Shenyang area, Han Xu had already lost his weight, the whole person was no different from a beggar, his clothes were tattered, his hair was dirty and shapeless, and he was messy like a chicken nest, which also saved a lot of tongues, the residents of Kaiyuan Tieling were almost killed by the Eight Banners, Han Xu didn't have much effort to forge his origin, Shenyang happened to lack a strong man, of course he was directly added to the army, Han Xu was mentally trapped at that time, and his physical fitness was close to collapse, Joining the Ming army can be regarded as having a place to stay, so he did not resist.

Struggling to get his life in the hellish world of the late Ming Dynasty, Han Xu did not have the slightest complacency in his heart.

When struggling in the Kuandian Mountain, he thought that he was just an ordinary lost, and after encountering those savage-like Jurchens a few times, he faintly felt that something was wrong, and after seeing the burned houses and dead corpses all over the ground around Fushun Pass, Han Xu slowly accepted the fact that he had traveled to the Wanli period at the end of the Ming Dynasty. And for the tragic killing and ruthlessness of the slaughter in the dispute between Houjin and Ming, Han Xu also went from shock to disbelief, then to panic, fear, and then uncontrollable anger.

In the end, those killing situations did not hit him, and Han Xu's strong will, which had always been excellent, did not collapse from beginning to end, on the contrary, he walked out, and his spirit was truly tempered, if Han Xu was too sharp in the past, but now he is deeply introverted, maybe only relatives who know him well will see the scorching fire from the depths of his eyes!

Han Xu is not an expert on history, but all the words and records of experts are not more intuitive than what he has seen with his own eyes, blood is blood, killing is killing, countless kind people like him died under the butcher's knife, families were broken, the elderly, middle-aged men, women, children, those cavalry on horseback were like evil ghosts crawling up from hell, constantly killing, slaughtering, smashing all good things in the laughter, from the moment of escaping from Kaiyuan, Han Xu had secretly made the most solemn oath in his heart, since the old angel had come to this era, everything that happened in Fushun and other places would be returned to the enemy tenfold and hundredfold, if iron and fire were justice in this era, he would become the one who held the power, and for this, he would do whatever it takes!

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