Chapter 327: Interest
Jiang Yi stood in front of the command platform, commanded the military flag, and sounded the gong.
One hundred and fifty men took up their bows and arrows, stood outside the marker, raised their bows and arrows and aimed their shots.
In the first round, 100 meters away from the bull's-eye, ten shots.
All of them hit the bullseye ten times to advance to the 300-meter bullseye in the second round.
If you hit all the 300-meter bullseyes in the second round, you can advance to the 600-meter shooting!
If you can shoot the remaining number of people at a distance of 600 meters, you can participate in the next round of the mounted archery competition.
Riding and archery competition, in the track, ride a horse and gallop to shoot designated objects.
All dozens of shots are all hit, and you can advance to the final round of the sword fighting competition.
The winner can challenge any general above the rank of lieutenant general.
If you win, you can take the position of the loser.
It was a challenging and motivating competition.
It is held four times a year.
Nangong Li felt that the command platform was too far away, so she walked down.
The soldiers made way for her.
She came to the side of the shooting referee Zhong Yu, holding a fan in her hand, and the sun began to come out, a little stuffy.
"Lieutenant Marshal!" The fat man Zhong Yu looked at her and nodded.
She motioned for a start.
Zhong Yu struck the gong, and the game officially began.
The manpower of the fifteenth battalion, ten men in each battalion, was ready to go.
They all raised their bows and arrows calmly, and waited methodically for the wind to ease before shooting in an orderly manner.
"I heard that the archers of the first and second battalions are going to win the championship this time?" A soldier said.
"Isn't that? The first battalion and the second battalion have produced a lot of lieutenants! Look at our deputy general Qin Huai, who also went up with a battalion at the beginning! ”
"The fifteen battalions are miserable!"
"Alas, the weakest team doesn't know what face to lose!"
Nangong Li sat down and heard that the soldiers behind him were discussing the content of the competition.
"Uncle Zhong, this battalion is very powerful?" She raised her eyebrows slightly, looking at the contestants in that battalion.
The team camp clothes worn by the participants in each battalion are different, and she can see at a glance that the people at the forefront are the personnel of the first battalion.
Zhong Yu nodded, and looked at her with a fat smile: "It's indeed a little powerful, and my heart is even more proud!" ”
"Oh?" She's getting interested.
If she can, she can pick some high-tech shooters and act as snipers!
In this day and age, she didn't have guns.
Only bows and arrows are the fastest way to take people's lives within a kilometer!
If these participants are quite competent, she can set up a shooting assault team.
Hide in the middle of the army and kill enemy generals with one hit.
Capture the thief and capture the king first!
To kill the enemy, you must first kill the handsome general!
"When you screened 200,000 special training troops, they were the most unconvinced!" Zhong Yu said.
"Not convinced?" She smiled, her rules have always been for those who can live.
Not convinced, so what!
Have what it takes to kill her!
While paying attention to the event, Zhong Yu talked with her with relish: "Yes, they are good at shooting in the first battalion, but their physical fitness is really not good!" ”
At the beginning, her selection was based on physical fitness.
The first battalion was much behind in manpower, and naturally retreated.
"Hmm!" She nodded, but her eyes were fixed on the battalion.
The ten participants of the first battalion passed the first hurdle skillfully and skillfully.
100-meter shooting, bullseye hit all 10 shots.
Already shooting continues to the three hundred meters of the second round.
The personnel of the other battalions are still lagging behind.
She couldn't help but feel a little interested in this battalion.