"What bet?"

"Do you have eagle arrows made of golden eagle feathers?"

"There are three."

"That's right, I've got a bow here, and I'll draw ten full circles first. Then you also pull ten full circles. If I can't, or if you do, I'll lose this bow to you. If I do it, even if you lose if you don't do it, you will lose to me three carved arrows made of golden eagle feathers, and you will teach me archery with all your heart, and you must not hide your secrets. ”

The Condor Archer swallowed, his eyes fiery as he looked at the Sky-Shaking Bow. Probably estimating how many stones there is in this bow, looking at the bow body seems to be similar to his own five-stone bow, but the production is more exquisite, looking at the bowstring is a little incomprehensible, it is actually a thin silk thread, how much power can this have! He shouted: "A word is a certainty, a word counts!" Let's be a witness. ”

The surrounding knights gathered around, including Qarluq warriors and Anxi soldiers, and Qarluq knights were the majority. Everyone was gossiping, and soon everyone understood what had happened. Almost all of the Qarluq cavalry had confidence in the condor archer named Amirjan.

Amirjan is the beloved son of their leader, Don Vijayahu, who was born with divine powers and practiced archery since childhood. He is their well-known eagle archer, one of the few strong men who can shoot a five-stone bow, and no one in the steppe can compare to him in terms of arm strength. And there are not a few knights of the Anxi Army who are watching who are familiar with Xiao Quai, and they are not optimistic about him when they look at him, but they all know that Xiao Qubing is the righteous brother of Gao Gao, so they still hope that he can win.

"A word is a decision, and a word counts." Xiao Quzhi also said loudly.

"Then I'll start first." Xiao Quzhi put a wrench on the thumb of his right hand, buckled the bowstring on the edge of the wrench, and then pulled ten full bows with a very relaxed expression.

The surrounding knights took a breath in unison, a little stunned, but they didn't expect that this kid looked thin and weak, and his strength was not small. The bow looked like it was at least two or three stones, and he pulled it ten times so easily. It seems that everyone still underestimated him just now, and at this time, almost everyone's assessment of Xiao Qu's illness has increased by a few levels. Many cavalry of the Anxi Army cheered loudly, but almost all the Qarluq cavalry were still full of confidence in their marksman Amir Jiang, nothing matter, just three stone bows, he was fine, and Amir Jiang was even more fine.

"It's your turn." Xiao Quzhi handed the bow to the condor archer.

Amir Jiang happily took it, but as soon as he got his hands on the treasure bow, he felt that something was wrong, although the shape of this treasure bow looked no different from his five-stone bow, but the pattern and decoration were more exquisite. But when he got his hands on it, he realized that it was not the case at all, and that this bow was much heavier than his own, which showed that the material used to make this bow was denser, and it also showed that this bow was harder than his own.

It seems that he has lost his eyes.

Fight it, fight this arm for a few days, you can't shoot arrows anymore, and you have to pull ten full, I don't believe it will lose to you as a white-faced weak scholar. Amir Jiang put iron finger sleeves on the three fingers in the middle of his right hand, and then breathed down the dantian, his arms were horizontal, and he slowly pulled the bowstring, and the bow arm gradually bent, pulled it halfway, and then stayed there, motionless.

The surrounding Qarluq knights watched in amazement as Amir Jiang's face became redder and redder, his forehead was sweaty, his face was hideous, and he looked like he was gritting his teeth and exerting his strength to eat, but the bow was only drawn by seven points, and it was still far from being fully rounded.

Even an idiot can see that Amirjiang has tried his best, but he can only pull a full seven. And this white-faced scholar was easy, and he pulled ten full points effortlessly.

Amir Jiang insisted on five breaths, and finally chose to give up, let go of the bowstring, and handed the bow back to Xiao Quai: "I lost, how many stones does this bow have?" ”

Everyone looked at Xiao Quai's illness in horror and inexplicably, how could this guy have so much strength. At this time, everyone admired the warriors, especially the powerful ones, and their eyes were full of fanatical worship when they looked at Xiao Quai's illness now.

Xiao Quzhi took the Heaven-Shaking Bow and said, "Nine stones." ”

"Nine stones!"

The onlookers were stunned one by one, and a few people who were particularly fanatical in worshipping Hercules danced and almost broke out.

Amir Jiang took out three carved arrows from Hu Lu very painfully and handed them to Xiao Quai. Xiao Qubing took it in his hand and observed it carefully, it was really different, the arrow was made of steel, five inches long, the arrow shaft was ironwood, longer than the ordinary arrow shaft, the arrow feather was indeed the feather of the golden eagle, the length was seven inches, the three feathers were smooth and tight, there was no fork at all, and it was an extraordinary product at a glance.

After this incident, Xiao Qu's image of infinite illness spread far and wide. Before this, many Anxi soldiers only thought that Xiao Qubing was a little white face who relied on relationships, and since then, no one in the Anxi Army or the Qarlu mercenaries dared to despise Xiao Qubing anymore.

At the same time, this incident also impressed the mercenaries of the Qarluq tribe at once, and everyone respected him very much. Amir Jiang, who lost three golden eagle carved arrows, taught him archery more attentively and respectfully. Xiao Quzhi studied hard and made rapid progress. A few hours later, on his galloping horse, he fired three arrows in succession, which struck a poplar tree more than a hundred paces by the roadside. He smiled in his heart: "Let's just say it's the problem of the arrow......"

When it was almost dark, the army began to set up camp, and the whole scene was lively and busy. Standing in front of the big tent that had just been erected, Qarlulu Yehuton Viga asked beside him, "Have you made any inquiries?" What is the young man who looks like a white-faced scholar who learns archery with Amir Jiang? ”

"I only found out that this person's name is Xiao Quai, and the word is Fuchen. He is the righteous brother of the high deputy capital protector, and he came to Anxi with the high deputy capital protection about ten days ago. No other information is known. ”

"Could it be that the children of the nobles of the DPRK and China were sent to Anxi to experience training and make military merits?"

"It's possible."

Doffja pondered for a long time and said, "If this is the case, you should be more attentive to him." ”

Just when Dun Bijia and the others were guessing about Xiao Quai's identity, an incident happened that made them even more incomprehensible.

The Emperor's decree has arrived!

The edict said: ...... Feng Xiao went to the sick for the Hou of Shouchang County, sealed 500 households, and immediately entered Beijing with the angel to face the saint when he saw the holy decree, without delay! ”

Obediently, he was named the county marquis at such a young age, and all the people showed envious and jealous expressions. Moreover, the holy decree also asked him to enter the capital immediately, and he thought that there would be a reward when the time came. What is the origin of this Xiao Qu's illness? Not only does he have to be so valued by Gao Cheng, he thinks that he is a righteous brother, but now he is so favored by the emperor?

When the people around them were envious and eager to replace him, what they didn't know was that Xiao Quai, who was kneeling on the ground to receive the order, was very depressed at the moment!