Uncle Li didn't have the slightest displeasure, just smiled: "Okay, then today, I have to take a good look, who is more skilled between the first shooter of the Yan Dynasty and the elite of my Tang Army, come here, bring my Bai Yucong!" I have a good look today, whether it is the Yan people or my Tang soldiers, who can win the first place, my BMW will also be given to him as a color head, and I will personally award him the title of the world's number one archer! ”

For a moment, everyone on the field stopped breathing, and then immediately cheered in unison, and the eyes of the people who were also excited turned green...... Bai Yucong, this is Uncle Li's favorite horse used in this expedition to Liaodong, and it is very much Uncle Li's favorite, it seems that Uncle Li is using blood to inspire the soldiers, and the title of the world's first archer is personally awarded by the Tang Emperor, His Majesty the Great Heavenly Khan, who conquered all over the world, what an honor is this? !

Not to mention the shooters present, Uncle Cheng, an old rascal of the Tang Dynasty, also jumped out: "Old Cheng is also here!" Regardless of whether you lose, if you win, Your Majesty is not allowed to speak. ”

Yes, Uncle Li's nerve-wracking expression flashed, and he forced a smile: "Don't worry, when did I say nothing but believe it?" ”

As soon as he finished speaking, Uncle Li raised his hand to signal the start of the game, and then beckoned to me, and I trotted all the way to Uncle Li and stood upright: "The last general has seen Your Majesty." ”

"Stinky boy, the old man is supporting you, don't let the old man down, if the old man's Bai Yucong falls into the hands of the Yan people, when the time comes, the old man will find you to fight for his life!" Uncle Li smiled wickedly at me.

"Huh?! I said, Your Majesty, isn't your move encouraging the courage of the Yatar people? "I'm a little depressed, although I have confidence in Xue Rengui's archery skills, but Uncle Li is so foolish, God knows if the barbarian will have a big explosion of character?

Uncle Li glared back at me: "Fart, I'm in a hurry, the old man came forward like this, so that the people of the Yan Dynasty can understand better that I, the Emperor of the Tang Dynasty, have no intention of taking advantage of the situation to suppress people, didn't you tell Zhao Kun?" The best way to deal with these barbarians is to use the tip of a needle against Maimang, and destroy their self-confidence from the strongest point of their barbarians. ”

---------------------------------------------------- I looked at Uncle Li with a helpless expression, just leave your old man if you want to be crazy, anyway, Xue Rengui's reputation here is more beneficial to his future development, anyway, hmph, Lao Tzu will have a big bow destruction performance in a while, and secretly help Xue Rengui, and he agreed in his heart.

When I looked up, my two loyal servants had also arrived, and the Turkic barbarian would never let go of the opportunity to show himself, and squeezed in front of me with his five-stone horn bow: "My master, please allow your most faithful servant, the first Turkic warrior, who claims to be able to shoot down even the eagles in the sky, to fight, no matter what, Bonarjin will never disgrace his master......"

I quickly raised my hand to stop this guy from continuing to spit Xingzi. "Cheng, I promise you, but you can't get into the top fifty, don't talk crookedly in front of me in the future, what kind of first warrior are you, do you understand?!" I puffed out my eyes at this guy.

As soon as Bonnardin heard that I had agreed to his request, he was so excited that he almost wanted to hold my feet and talk wildly: "You are worthy of my wisest master, your wisdom is brighter than the sun in the sky, and your heart is more ...... than the sky in the steppe Master, where are you going?! ”

"Shall I vomit? If it's okay, just hurry up and practice your arrows, you can't get into the top fifty and see how I clean you up! "I viciously said to this loyal servant who was on the rise in his sycophants. Bonarjin puffed out his chest muscles, and with a hairy arm, he patted his chest and shouted: "If I disgrace my master, I would rather die under my own arrows!" Teng Teng Teng strode towards the shooting range.

A hand on the side stabbed me, which one didn't open his eyes, Lao Tzu twisted his head viciously, and Uncle Li, an old rascal, looked happy. "The virtuous son-in-law's pro-soldier is really interesting, as the so-called close to Zhu is red, close to ink is black, the virtuous son-in-law should not blame others too much, hehehe......"

Uncle Li dropped such a sentence, put his hands behind his back and walked to the side, I have a black line on my face, Sanqing Dao is respected, if it weren't for the fact that you are my wife's father, I will definitely greet all your female relatives!

With a stomach full of resentment, he returned to the other side, and smiled at the few guests who were already waiting impatiently, "How about everyone, but are you ready?" Please wait a while, because there are too many good archers on our side, so we can only wait for them to compete with each other, and then select six people from among them, and then compete with the leaders, what do the big leaders think? ”

"Okay, let's get acquainted with these bows first." Da Borong couldn't put it down, caressing the good bow in his hand. Wu He'er on the side has already begun to test the strong bow in his hand on the side, he doesn't need to look down at the quiver at all, casually, a feather arrow is in his hand, looking ahead, put on the bowstring and loosen it, the fairy hummed, the feather arrow has been inserted in the arrow target fifty meters away, very close to the position of the ten rings, I can't help but gasp, Sanqing Dao Zun is on top, no wonder this thing is so arrogant, it seems, there is still a little bit of level.

While skillfully playing with the good bow carefully made by the Tang Dynasty general, the Great Elder smiled at me and asked, "I see that the Lord has extremely long arms and eagle eyes, and I just heard the conversation between the general and others, and he can even open a heavy bow of seven or eight stones, so he must be a good shooter, right?" ”

This made me stunned for a moment, and I smiled perfunctorily and said: "Where, where, it's just that you can draw a bow and shoot arrows, not good at shooting." However, if you talk about who shoots far, I'm afraid that no one in the world is the enemy of Fang! I said the last sentence with pride.

“…… I am the leader of the White Mountain Spirit, and I am willing to compete with this General Fang. "This big man is also very powerful, strong as an ox, and all the muscle bumps on his body are raised, well, but for me, more muscles does not mean more strength, otherwise, the weightlifting champion of the Olympic Games should be awarded to the bodybuilders.

"Really?" I laughed, my heart was very excited, I like to clean up those blind guys when there are a lot of people, get used to it, when there are more teachers, there will always be this kind of impulse to compete with opponents in public, of course, they are more civilized behavior, not scolding the street and playing hooligans, this point is necessary to clarify.

"Yes, but how about we wait for them to decide the first archer, and then we can compete?" I grinned, as long as I didn't aim at the target, I could shoot as far as I could.

After ---------------------------------------------------- made an agreement with this one, I began to watch the play with peace of mind, first the preliminary round, but because they were all carefully selected elites, hundreds of soldiers, and those old hooligans who also came to join in the fun, none of them missed the target, which made the leaders of the various tribes of the Evil Sect also stunned, and their expressions were a little solemn. Because the arrow targets here are all 100 paces away, if the bow in his hand does not have the strength of three stones, it is easy to be blown crooked and deviate from the target in such a windy weather.

I pretended to watch the archery competition while capturing their expressions meticulously, their expressions were not relaxed, and the expression of the first archer was also solemn, at this time Xue Rengui appeared, he didn't even look at the arrow target, raised his hand, and directly pulled out three arrows from the quiver, and then pulled the bow, just at the moment when everyone stared, the three feather arrows had been nailed to the red heart in unison, all of them penetrated the wood, and only the tail of the arrow was left on the arrow target.

"Good!" The audience applauded, it was so handsome, taking arrows and picking up arrows, pulling the bow and loosening the strings in one go, shooting three arrows in a salvo, and still having such an accurate head, as if he was playing an art, Uncle Li's expression immediately became vivid, and he applauded to show applause.

Soon, twenty marksmen were decided, and it is not an exaggeration to call them marksmen, among the Tang Dynasty generals, only Ashina Simo, Xue Rengui, Su Dingfang, Li Daozong and the nine elites of the Tang Military Academy, Uncle Cheng was eliminated in the third round, and the old rascal angrily broke the four-stone bow in his hand directly, and withdrew from the battlefield with foul language.

By this time, the six people had lost the arrogance they had just hauled, and the great elder who had just been playing with a good bow on the side looked a little sluggish, and his hand holding the bow had loosened, because now the arrow target had moved from a hundred steps to a hundred and sixty meters away, which required at least a four-stone heavy bow to hit the target accurately.

(To be continued)