As he was speaking, Xiao Qingyun's serious voice sounded: "The great priest has courage!" In that case, I will also cooperate with the Great Priest's order. The Great Priest doesn't mind having more people hold targets for you, right? ”

Lan Jing'an smiled at him: "Naturally not, then it will be troublesome to the marshal." ”

As soon as Xiao Qingyun's words came out, the audience gasped. The marshal is too confident in the great priest's order, right? This is simply sending one's own life to the other party's hands and being slaughtered by others. No matter how good the level of the great secretary is, if he misses, this will be a big trouble.

Chen Yang's face had already turned white, and he hurriedly persuaded Xiao Qingyun with other generals. But Xiao Qingyun has made up his mind, how can Chen Yang and others persuade him? Chen Yang couldn't, so he had to arrange it according to Xiao Qingyun's instructions.

Lan Jing'an didn't care how these five people held the target, for her, there was no difference. She stepped aside, gave a good walk on her horse, and corrected her bow again. At the same time, he took off his armor, leaving only a bearded suit, tied his hair tightly, and was fully prepared.

To say that it is really a coincidence, fortunately, she was afraid that Qiu Shaoze would be in danger when he brought Wenliang over, so she deliberately gave him her bow, otherwise she would really not be able to use her most convenient bow now.

After Lan Jing'an's preparations were completed, Chen Yang said with a worried face, Xiao Qingyun and the other five people were also ready. Not only Chen Yang, but now Zheng Rong, Bai Qingfeng and others are here, and even Shen Rongzhi, who did not follow the patrol camp, hurriedly rushed over from the Chinese army when he heard the news.

Bai Qingfeng was most familiar with Lan Jing'an, but he also felt that this was too risky, and repeatedly confirmed to Lan Jing'an that she could really do it. And Shen Rongzhi ran to Xiao Qingyun to persuade him. Taking advantage of the fact that there was no one around, Shen Rongzhi whispered unceremoniously: "This is not a matter of trust, but too reckless." In case something happens, what do you want us to do with 100,000 troops?! ”

Xiao Qingyun leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Don't worry, except for Feng Shen, the four of us have all played with Ahri, otherwise who would dare to go up." ”

Shen Rongzhi still wanted to persuade again, but when he saw that others were coming, he didn't want to say anything. I could only stand aside in fear.

In addition to the high level of the shooter, the person who holds the target must also be bold enough. Otherwise, the moment the arrow strikes, the slightest movement may cause irreparable consequences.

Now the generals in the Jizhou army and the 8,000 cavalry are holding their breath together, witnessing the legendary magic skill of the great priest ordering a hundred steps through Yang. Everyone sweated in their hearts, not worrying about the big commander's order, but also worried about the five target holders. It can be said that they have never seen such an exciting scene.

The five of them were already in their respective positions. They were far away from each other, and there was an open field behind them to prevent accidental injury to others.

Everything was ready, Lan Jing'an, in the expectation of everyone, urged the horse out, wound the arrow, and aimed at her first arrow.

The first target, Feng Shen, stretched out his right hand, holding a grass target, looked at her from a distance. When she saw that the first person to hold the target was Feng Shen, she smiled quietly in her heart. Sure enough, it was arranged by Brother Qingyun, and he knew best what she wanted.

She easily let go of her right hand that pulled the string, and the first arrow broke through the wind, and the arrow hit the bullseye of the grass target held by Feng Shen's right hand. The audience burst into applause.

Lan Jing'an did not stop and continued to urge the horse forward. The second target was Wu Wei, who carried a rabbit in his left hand. Wu Wei only grabbed the rabbit's ears, and the rabbit's body was still writhing. Lan Jing'an mourned for the rabbit for a moment, and released the second arrow without hesitation. I saw that the rabbit was shot by an arrow, and no longer struggled, and kicked his legs back to the west. The crowd was even more excited.

Lan Jing'an quickly arrived at the third target Qiu Shaoze, Qiu Shaoze stepped on a clay pot, grabbed a pigeon in both his left and right hands, and when he saw Lan Jing'an coming, he let go of the pigeon. Lan Jing'an grabbed two arrows in his hand, his eyes moved with the pigeons, and before the two pigeons flew high, the two arrows shot at the same time, and the two pigeons were shot respectively. Then he quickly got on the third arrow with lightning speed and hit the clay pot at Qiu Shaoze's feet.

With the crisp cracking sound of the clay pot, Qiu Shaoze turned over with a harrier and flashed back, just grabbing the second pigeon that fell from the sky. At this moment, the entire cavalry cheered one after another, and even Zheng Rong and the others were excited.

Lan Jing'an didn't think much about it, reached out and felt an arrow, and continued to run towards the fourth target. Bi Luan, the fourth target, has a slightly peculiar posture at this time. I saw her right hand touching her ear with her backhand, and wrapped her right arm into a circle, and in the middle of the circle there was a military flag temporarily sewn on the sleeve, with the big word "Yong" on it, and with her right arm of the ring, it was clearly exposed in front of everyone.

Now the cavalry behind Lan Jing'an is sweating for her. The ring on the right arm of the big priest on the field is much smaller than the grass target. If she shoots high or low, her right arm will be useless, and if she shoots a little to the left, won't it even kill her?

Lan Jing'an quickly squinted his eyes and released an arrow directly at the word "Yong". only heard the tearing sound of the cloth breaking, and Lan Jing'an's arrow had already passed through the words. Tear the word "Yong" to pieces.

The people on the field saw that Dayong's military flag was torn apart by Lan Jing'an's arrow, not only cheering for her divine skills, but also having a kind of blood boiling with determination to defeat the enemy.

Lan Jing'an left the cheers in the back of his mind and continued to move forward to the fifth target, Xiao Qingyun. I saw a pear on the small crown above Xiao Qingyun's head, and he was looking at Lan Jing'an with a smile in the corner of his eyes.

The audience held their breath. This pear is so small, and it is still on the top of the marshal's head, and the difficulty is too great. Replace it, who has the guts to release this arrow? This is simply more difficult than the first four situations tied together. Is it really okay for the Great Priest to do it? Isn't there a trace of fear in the marshal's heart? Everyone felt that they were now more afraid than the marshal with the pear on his head.

Shen Rongzhi's palms were covered with cold sweat, he felt that even just looking at it made him feel frightened, and he didn't know how Xiao Qingyun could still look at the sharp arrow in Lan Jing'an's hand with such a calm smile. Shen Rongzhi swallowed and foamed, just hoping that Lan Jing'an's archery skills were really unique in a thousand miles, and he would never miss.

In addition to Shen Rongzhi, even Chen Yang and others, who are used to the battlefield, are now like a drum, and they only feel that they have never experienced a more tense moment than this time in this life.

Lan Jing'an's expression was also very serious now. I saw that she drew her round bow, took a closer look, and boldly released the arrow in her hand.

Xiao Qingyun saw the sharp arrow coming straight to his face, he didn't even blink his eyes, he was still as steady as a rock, standing there casually with a pear on his head.

said that it was too late and that was fast, only to hear a poof, only to see Lan Jing'an's arrow, right on the top of Xiao Qingyun's pear, the pear couldn't bear it, was shot off Xiao Qingyun's crown and rolled into the distance. And Lan Jing'an's strength was so strong that he didn't even splash pear juice on Xiao Qingyun's face.

The audience suddenly erupted in a huge roar, all of which were cheering for Lan Jing'an. "Great Priest's Divine Skill!" The sound of waves, wave after wave. When Shen Rongzhi, Bai Qingfeng and the others saw this, they finally breathed a sigh of relief, and a heart that mentioned their throats and eyes could finally be put back in their stomachs.