The Han army was stationed on the west bank of the Yu River, and the Jiangdong army was stubbornly defending the riverbank, and the two sides did not make any moves in the next few days.

On the bank of the river, several Han crossbowmen were sitting on big rocks, talking some gossip, and a Han army officer ran towards them quickly.

"Get up!" Before the crossbowmen could get close, the officer shouted at them.

Hearing the officer call them, several crossbowmen hurriedly stood up.

Several pairs of eyes were all on the officer, waiting for him to give the order.

Pressing the hilt of his sword, the officer looked around at the crossbowmen, raised his hand and pointed to the other side of the river, and asked them, "Can you shoot the crossbow to the other side of the river?" ”

Stunned by his question, several crossbowmen turned their heads to look at the opposite side of the riverbank, and one of them said to him: "Although the crossbow is strong, the wind on the river is not small, I am afraid that I can only barely reach the other bank!" ”

"Let's shoot an arrow and see!" The officer took out a small strip of red cloth from his bosom, handed it to the crossbowman who spoke, and said to him: "I want to see where the arrows can land!" ”

In response, he took the strip of cloth, and the crossbowman tied the strip of cloth to the tip of a feathered arrow, put the feather arrow on the machine spring, and aimed it at the opposite bank.

The Jiangdong army on the other side saw that the Han army was aiming at them, and they also hurriedly opened their longbows.

The longbow was opened, and the Jiangdong army seemed to think that it was impossible for their arrows to fall on the opposite side of the riverbank, and they put the longbow down one after another.

The Han army, which raised its crossbow, only aimed at a craggy mess of rocks on the opposite bank.

The fingers gently pulled the reed, and with the sound of the reed trembling, a feathered arrow flew like lightning towards the opposite side of the riverbank.

The feathered arrow, wrapped in a strip of red cloth, made a curved arc on the surface of the river and flew towards the opposite side of the riverbank.

The arrow landed on a pile of rocks on the riverbank, and from a distance, the red strip of cloth was unusually dazzling.

Standing on the shore with his hands on his hips, the officer looked at the arrow on the other side of the riverbank, eyeing the direction and distance of the arrow's fall.

After putting the fingers of his right hand on his mouth and dipped some saliva, he raised his arm and felt the wind speed and direction with his fingers, and then the officer waved his hand at the strong crossbowmen and said, "It's okay, you wait and continue!" ”

As the officers departed, several of the crossbowmen sat down, and one of them asked the others, "Do you know why you want to see where the crossbows can reach?" ”

The other crossbowmen all shook their heads, and one of them turned his head to look at the other side of the riverbank, and said to his companion who spoke: "Although the crossbow can be shot to the other side, it is impossible for the Jiangdong Army to stand there and let us shoot it. ”

Several Jiangdong troops did not say a word, and they all turned their heads to look at the other side of the riverbank.

The feathered arrow just shot lay in the rocks on the opposite bank, and the red strip of cloth blew in the wind, occasionally moving a few times.

After verifying how far the arrows shot by the strong crossbow could reach, the officers left from the shore and ran towards Zhuge Jun's camp quickly.

When he arrived outside the tent, he clenched his fists and bowed, and said to Zhuge Jun in the tent: "General Qiyu, it has been investigated clearly, and the strength of the strong crossbow can reach the other side!" ”

Before the officer's voice fell, Zhuge Jun's voice came from the tent: "Go inside and speak!" ”

In response, the officer lifted the tent curtain, stepped into the tent, bowed with his fists, and bowed to Zhuge Jun, who was sitting at the low table in the tent and looking at a map and wrinkling his eyebrows in contemplation.