At this moment, the tribal general walked over and said something loudly to Yelu Xuegu.

Translator Han Zheng walked over under Xiao Du's signal and explained to Lin Feng: "This person is Li Yansu, the judge of the Yao Li Department of the Xi Clan, he said that he was careless just now, and he fell for Lord Lin, and asked for a new comparison. ”

Yelu Xuegu glared at Li Yansu and said loudly: "Victory is victory, defeat is defeat!" Who will give you a second chance on the battlefield?! Retire! ”

Lin Feng was a little uneasy, and stepped forward to explain: "Although they sprinted first, we did take it by surprise, and the two sides could only be evened!" ”

Yelu Xuegu looked at the thirty or forty Xi soldiers who fell to the ground, shook his head and said: "These Xi people are used to it on weekdays, and they think they are the second in the world, so it's good to let them suffer some hardships." How do we compare? ”

Lin Feng smiled, pointed to the already dark sky, and then pointed to the brother behind him, and said proudly: "It's not early, how about the two sides randomly select three soldiers to catch each other?" ”

"Lord Lin is really refreshing! Why don't we choose three people each and have a sword skills, archery, and riding skills? In his opinion, in addition to the sword skills may be a little suspended, archery and riding skills are naturally invincible in the world, and they will win!

Lin Feng naturally wouldn't be scared of him, and immediately agreed.

After a brief discussion, the two sides quickly negotiated and approved the rules of the game, the order of the battle and other matters. Both sides turned around and went back to the team to pick people.

Lin Feng is easy to do here, and it is naturally Shang Chengren, the riding coach of special fighters, who participates in the riding competition. He was privately called "Shang Luo Luo" by everyone because of his two unusually obvious lap legs; The person who fights with knife skills is naturally Lin Renzhao, who claims to be the first knife master in the team; Only archery caused a little controversy, Qin Hansheng, Rao Xingyu, and Luo Xing, the three masters all asked for help, and pointed out the "small shortcomings" that others could not ignore, and finally had to be ordered by Lin Feng to Qin Hansheng's general.

The palace tent army took a sharp action, found firewood from the surrounding shops, and even removed the wooden doors or planks, and twelve bonfires were quickly lit on both sides of the road, and the roaring fire shone on the thick snow, reflecting the whole street as bright as day.

The first is a riding competition, in which 10 soldiers from each side stand in the same shape along both sides of the street, each of which picks a horse and rides through the twisted and crooked piles, and then cuts off the felt hat on the head of the last teammate in the rush to see who finishes first. In a word, this not only tests the rider's horse control and sword skills, but also tests the courage of his teammates.

Coincidentally, the soldiers on both sides hugged their competitors' sides, clapping desperately and shouting and cheering.

"Woo......" A palace tent soldier blew a low horn, and after three sounds, Shang Chengren and a slightly thin palace tent soldier started at the same time, and their bodies pounced forward at the same time, staring at the team members in front of them with their eyes intently, flexibly driving the horses forward to attack.

Looking at the posture of the two of them, Lin Feng immediately sighed lightly, there is a difference between an innate professional rider and an acquired excellent player! The body of the small player of the palace tent army swayed lightly with the horse, in fact, he used his whole body to constantly fine-tune the direction of the horse's progress, and the reins in his hands were basically rarely forced.

After connecting the three human piles, Shang Chengren was already a horse head behind, in a hurry, he used a force under his feet, the horse body flicked, and the deviated horse hip and horse tail swept a special soldier on the right away from the original position, and the other party was unusually easy to pass through the human pile, from this point of view, it has been determined that it is no different from losing.

Shang Chengren was in a hurry, beads of sweat began to burst out on his forehead, his feet were even harder, and he touched two teammates one after another.

Just after the nine piles, Shang Chengren was already a whole horse behind, seeing that the other horse's rider had already taken out the knife and was about to cut off the felt hat, Shang Chengren was anxious, his right leg kicked the saddle hard, bounced out of the horse, and the person swung the knife out in the air, almost at the same time cut off the felt hat on the head of the last teammate.

Yelu Xue Gu Da Lu smiled over, raised the two half-cut felt hats that fell on the snow with both hands, and said to Lin Feng: "Both sides shot at the same time, in no particular order, this game is a draw!" ”

Lin Feng immediately shook his head and admitted defeat: "We bumped into someone first, and then bounced off the horse's body after the most deaf, no matter how it is, we lost." ”

Yelu Xue Gu Da Lu said with a smile: "Lord Lin is a good man! Okay, listen to Lord Lin! ”

Hearing this result, all the Khitan and Xi people present shouted wildly. The subordinates here were very calm, unhurriedly preparing for the next competition, Lin Feng pulled Lin Renzhao and whispered.

The second game is knife art, and the two sides stipulate that the winner and loser will be determined within 100 moves, and more than 100 moves will be considered a tie. Lin Renzhao's opponent is a big man with a slightly curved steel knife.

Lin Renzhao restrained his daily frenzy and stared at each other with great solemnity. The big man laughed fiercely, the person jumped high, and a force split Huashan pressed down, before the person arrived, the momentum came first, and the knife wind had blown the snow on the ground slightly.

"Good time!" Lin Renzhao snorted coldly, his body shook to the right, and he slashed at the other party's blade with both hands.

An extremely unpleasant steel knife biting sound came, and at the moment when the other party was surprised that the blade of his steel knife seemed to be damaged, Lin Renzhao's hand trembled slightly, and he had already drawn his knife out and began to counterattack, the knife seemed to be condensed, like a fierce tiger, and a knife was as tight as a knife, forcing the big man to retreat involuntarily.

The clanging sound continued, and the big man's face became more and more surprised, and the iron treasure knife refined in the Khitan tribe in his hand had been cut to the brim, and if it continued like this, the blade would be broken, and he would inevitably be defeated at that time.

The big man roared wildly, suddenly changed his moves, and turned the knife into a sword, focusing on stabbing and picking, trying to avoid Lin Renzhao's sharp blade. Lin Renzhao laughed strangely, the knife turned around, and a circle with a faint whistling sound came out in front of him, wrapping the big man's knife in, and the sound of the two knives hitting each other came out like a torrential rain again.

After a few moves, with a "smack", even the heavily hit Iron Treasure Knife finally couldn't hold up and broke into two. Lin Renzhao suddenly took a step further and put the blade on the big man's neck. At this time, the two sides had only passed more than forty moves.

In the second game, Datang won!

This result made Lin Fengfang cheer, and also made the Khitan side all cold-faced, the strength of the Han Dynasty ranked in the top three in the palace tent army, and it was so easy to lose, and the scene that I thought I could win three games in a row actually started with one to one!

Yelu Xuegu's face changed greatly, he stepped forward, carried Lin Renzhao's steel knife and took a closer look, and found that there were only six or seven more collapses on it, and his expression was immediately surprised, what kind of knife is this? It's so sharp, it's really a miracle!

Lin Feng walked over with a smile and asked if he could start the third game, Yelu Xuegu reluctantly let go of the steel knife and nodded in agreement.

The third game is archery, in which each side carries three pots of arrows and shoots fixed targets, swimming targets and ranger targets respectively.

The Khitan marksman, a man who had been squinting slightly, glanced at Qin Hansheng and walked steadily behind the line on the snow.

Qin Hansheng sighed deeply, stepped forward, and stood side by side with the sharpshooter, gently moving his left and right fingers.

The first round of ten arrows is a fixed target, an arrow target a hundred steps away, it is already very difficult to see it in the night, but in the eyes of the two marksmen, this is not a problem at all.

The two arrow targets were taken, and the Khitan marksman shot all ten arrows into the target, and the arrows were evenly and tightly encircled together, just like a neatly blooming grass ball growing on the target, while Qin Hansheng's ten arrows were nine in a small circle at the bull's-eye, and only a little place in the middle was just shot into the last arrow. In the first round, the two sides were evenly divided.

The wonderful archery performance made the onlookers cheer softly, and immediately fell silent again, waiting for the second round of the competition.

The second round began, and two randomly selected soldiers spun their targets in front of them at the same speed, also a hundred paces away. The two of them shot ten arrows again, and the arrows were also in the middle of the bull's-eye, but this time, the two arrows landed in a messy manner, but the game was still evenly divided.

The third round was the decisive one, and everyone held their breath, and all that was heard was the crackling sound of firewood burning throughout the street.

Two big horses, one black and one white, were strapped to five target positions, and their hind buttocks were slammed on the back at the same time, and the horses that were in pain neighed wildly, jumped up, and rushed forward with all their strength. Qin Hansheng and the Khitan archers were hidden behind the doors of the shops on both sides, and at the moment when the horses rushed past their positions, they shot at the same time, only to hear the sound of a rapid rain of knocking on wood, and the last pot of arrows of the two was empty!

The horse was stopped by the soldiers in front of him, turned around, and began to examine it in front of everyone. Both of them hit the bull's-eye with all ten arrows, and they also won or lost.

After the onlookers applauded, they all suddenly stopped, looking at the leaders of both sides, one win, one loss and one draw, and the fight was a draw, what should I do?

The Khitan archer suddenly walked towards Yelu Xuegu and said something loudly in Khitan language. Yelu Xuegu immediately shook his head when he heard this, and waved his hand to repulse him.

Seeing Lin Feng's puzzled eyes, Yelu Xuegu walked over with a smile and explained to Lin Feng: "This stunned man, if he has to fight with your archer, he is repelled by me, how can he hurt the harmony between the two countries?" ”

Lin Feng smiled silently, and he could be regarded as having uncovered this challenge. To be able to tie with the Khitan warriors who are famous for riding arrows is enough to be proud, and they can't afford to make things bloody for the sake of fighting spirit.

After two battles, no one despised these Southern Tang warriors, and no one objected to Lin Feng and them galloping around the city. Yelu Xuegu personally sent this group of people to live in Nanjing Honglu Temple, and arranged Lin Feng's dinner before leaving.

Lin Feng stopped everyone's urge to have a drink, and arranged for everyone to rest early and wait for the news.

Early the next morning, the translator Han Zheng knocked on the door of Lin Feng's residence: "Lord Lin, Lord Xiao Fengshan, the Great Liao Enemy, Lord Xiao Fengshan, has personally picked you up!" ”

Han Zheng's tone was full of surprise and respect, over the years, the envoys of the Southern Tang Dynasty to Liao had come to Liao at least once a year, but at most, it was only the Lord of the Imperial Court who had come to greet him, and it was the first time that Lord Si Lie Madu had come forward!

Lin Feng calmly looked at Han Zheng with a respectful face, and secretly shook his head in his heart, respect is often fought by strength, not by sycophants, I am afraid that Han Zheng will not be able to understand and do this in his life!