Huang Chongzhen said, then bowed down, said goodbye with a simple Han ceremony, turned around and walked down the drum flat, took Zu Dale and others, and was about to leave. On the Eight Kings Stage, Huang Taiji, who was shocked by the disruption of the plan, just wanted to say something to save him.

But when he heard an angry shout beside him, it was Dolgon, who had been silent for a long time, who opened his mouth first, and tore his throat and said angrily: "My land of great gold, how can you wait for the people of the Ming Kingdom to come when they want to, and leave when they want to!"

Wu Nadian Xiaoer, this king wants to duel with you! Listen to your voice Guan Ning boy, young hero! But this king only asks you, do you dare to fight? If you dare, then fight! If you don't dare, get out! ”

For this kind of cowardly behavior that does not dare to vent the anger in his heart and gushes towards the initiator, but chooses innocent others as the object of venting, Huang Chongzhen is naturally very contemptuous in his heart.

So, he looked at the murderous Houjinbel in this historical record in amazement, as if he had reacquainted himself.

Dolgon mistakenly thought that Huang Chongzhen was afraid, so he sneered and mocked: "Don't you like to compete with people very much? Do you like to talk about heroes with people? How? Scared? ”

The method of agitation was really useless to Huang Chong, but when he thought about it, he knew that Dolgon was deliberately delaying time, in order to delay the time when Huang Taiji returned to the Dazheng Palace and ascended the throne as Khan.

Although it is better than nothing, it can be regarded as a silent protest, and it is also the beginning of this young Baylor's counterattack.

Thinking about this quickly, Huang Chongzhen smiled and said loudly: "Since Baylor is invited, how dare you disobey?" But I don't know what Baylor wants to duel with Zaisian, is it still fist and foot kung fu? ”

When Zu Dale and the others heard this, they immediately laughed.

Dolgon's fair-skinned melon seed handsome face flushed, which was in stark contrast to Huang Chongzhen's swarthy Chinese face.

He was annoyed and said angrily: "Two fists are hard to beat four hands, no matter how powerful the fist and foot kung fu is, it can't play much role on the battlefield, so we don't compare fists and feet!" ”

"What's that?"

"I, Dajin, dominate Liaodong with my horse archery skills, and my Jurchen warriors are skilled ......in heroes with bows and horses," although Huang Chongzhen's slanted gaze made Dolgon blush a little, he still raised his head proudly and said.

However, before he could fully lay the groundwork, he heard Huang Chongzhen heartily agree: "Okay, then let's compare the art of arching horses." ”

Zu Dale and others were shocked when they heard this, if they talked about the art of arching horses, among the teenagers on this trip, Wu Sangui was recognized as the strongest.

After all, his pursuit out of the city and the beheading of dozens of Eight Banner soldiers were the only time he took the initiative in the Battle of Ningyuan.

Although when he returned to the city, he lost his hooves because of nervousness and fell into the mud, but it was still rumored to be a good story for a while, and even Yuan Zu and the others blamed them on the surface for such reckless behavior, and secretly praised them in their hearts.

Zu Dale glanced at Wu Sangui's envoy, who happened to be not a bad breed, although he was not sure, he still resolutely came out and said: "Huang Shoubei, please let Wu Xiaosan under him, come and try it with the Fourteenth Baylor." ”

"You get out of here." Dorgon probably resented his title, even if it was like a lit cannonball.

The young Wu Sangui's face immediately turned red, and he was angry at the crown, glaring at Dolgon.

The latter, as a post-Kim Belle, also returned to him without showing weakness.

The two fateful figures, in such a form, clashed for the first time, which Huang Chongzhen did not expect.

He waved his hand to comfort Wu Sangui not to be impatient, and then asked Dolgon, "How does Baylor want to compare?" ”

Dolgon pointed to a large forest in the distance and said, "Whoever catches more prey in the allotted time wins." ”

Zu Dale and the others were shocked again, for fear that this kid who was not afraid of anything would agree to come down.

Huang Chongzhen looked at the rich and deep woods, and naturally he would not be stupid enough to risk his precious life.

Just looking at the huge woods, but there is not even a magpie, you know that this is probably a trap that Dolgon tailor-made for him, in order to prevent himself from returning to Daming alive.

Once inside, even if you accidentally fall from a horse and break your neck, it is a good excuse to kill.

So, Huang Chongzhen smiled naturally, shook his head and said: "The noble ancestors inherited the skills of fishing and hunting in the white mountains and black waters, and when they were passed on to your generation, they were already dominant in Liaodong.

And my Chinese ancestors, who originated in the Yellow River, cultivated in the Central Plains, cultivated and read the generations, and passed down the poems and rites, and were an out-and-out farming nation.

Although those near the mountains also hunt, and those near the sea also fish, the so-called fishing and hunting skills are only to support their families, so they have to be self-taught, how can they be compared with full-time aristocrats?

Hunting in the lower and lower than Baylor is like farming in the lower and lower than farming, it is really inappropriate and incomparable.

Therefore, I think that if Baylor must be hunting, then there is no need to compare, and it is enough to admit defeat in the next, and be willing to bow to the wind, and be willing to bow to the wind. ”

As he spoke, he bowed his head and clenched his fists in a matter-of-fact manner.

The sincere appearance of bowing to the wind, as well as the "nobles" one by one, made the simple-minded Jurchen nobles immersed in the glory of their ancestors' fishing and hunting, and they were quite proud.

Fan Wencheng frowned when he heard this-this kid was clearly mocking the primitive barbarism of the Jurchens, who lived a difficult life between the white mountains and black waters like a savage, and he didn't even know how to farm at the very least......

Oh no, that can't be called life, it's more appropriate to call it survival.

However, can he warn or refute it? Of course not, so he could only smile bitterly secretly, and secretly said in his heart: "Fourteenth master, fourteenth master, you want to compare, what nonsense are you talking about?" ”

Huang Taiji also frowned when he heard this, but he couldn't get angry, because once he was angry, he would be annoyed and angry, which was to admit what Huang Chongzhen said, and it was above the heart of a Jurchen progressive person like him.

So, I can only hide this pain in my heart.

At the same time, he secretly vowed that he would work hard to learn the advanced Han civilization, so that the Jurchens and barbarism would be completely separated. Even if the country name and clan name are changed for this reason, it will not hesitate.

Dolgon was calm on the surface, but in fact his heart was extremely chaotic, and he was even more angered by Huang Chongzhen's rogue behavior, staring at a pair of beautiful starry eyes, and roaring: "This is not good, that is not good, are you Chinese people like you mother-in-law and mother-in-law?" So what do you want to compare? As long as you say it, this king should accompany him. ”

"Nature is still the art of the bow horse." Huang Chongzhen chuckled.

"Oh? How to compare? Dorgon squinted at him.

"My Chinese ancestors began to study the art of archery and horse riding since King Zhao Wuling.

The Han and Tang Dynasty iron horsemen all dominated the desert, and left behind the eternal masterpiece of 'but making the dragon city fly in, and not teaching Hu Ma to do Yin Mountain'.

Even if I was a cavalry at the beginning of the Ming Dynasty, I had five expeditions to the desert. It's better than a hundred steps through Yang, or a halberd shot at the gate, even if it is Hou Yi shooting the sun, it can be done below, I don't know what Baylor wants? ”

Huang Chongzhen continued to smile and speak unhurriedly, not forgetting to increase his own prestige, so that whether it was the Jurchens or the young people from the Ming Dynasty, they were immersed in the iron horse majesty of "yellow sand and gold armor".

Even Fan Wencheng, who was willing to be a slave, could hear his heart swaying.

Dolgon finally understood that to deal with the so-called Huaxia people, you can't listen to his nonsense, because if you listen to it, you will be surrounded by him, the Xiongnu of the Han, the Turks of the Tang, it is better to be.

So, he stopped talking nonsense, just spread his big hand to the side, and roared angrily: "Bow here." ”

Immediately, a servant offered him a bow and arrow.

Huang Chongzhen took a look - good guy, this is really a strong bow, thick, big and hard, if you are not a hero, it will be difficult to control.

But he didn't see how Dorgon was accumulating, so he took three big arrows in a row as if he had it at his fingertips, and only heard the sound of three violent wind-breaking sounds.

I saw a willow a hundred steps away, the trunk of the tree was not shot, and the three slender willow branches that were about to wither fell to the ground slowly.

"Good!" Such archery skills are really the best of the three armies.

The earth-shattering cheers suddenly sounded, and even Wu Sangui and the others instinctively wanted to applaud, but they suddenly realized that something was wrong, and put down their hands halfway up, looking at Huang Chongzhen with hope and worry.

"Bow here."

Huang Chongzhen also learned to scream like Dolgon and spread out his palms, but he felt that the air was cold and whizzing, how could anyone offer him a bow and arrow?

Zu Dale and the others looked at each other, and even the single knife was confiscated, where did the bow and arrow come from?

His own longbow, which was mostly half a man high, also remained in Ning Yuan.

Those Jurchen slaves guarding bows and arrows looked like they were in good time, and they were happy to watch the excitement.

Dolgon was suddenly depressed to find that Huang Chongzhen raised his eyebrows at him, as if throwing a wink, and motioned for him to borrow the bow and arrow in his hand.

The dignified Baylor naturally would not act as a servant of the Han family, so he roared "Give him a bow and arrow", when even a Jurchen slave rolled his eyes and reluctantly handed a pair of bows and a pot of arrows into Huang Chongzhen's hands.

The boy thanked him, and took the bow in his hand and rubbed it carefully—good fellow, it was about the same as Dolgon's longbow, or maybe it was a little inferior.

After all, his bow was obviously custom-made, and his own pair was mostly mass-produced.

Huang Chongzhen had to admit that the Jurchen clan was able to dominate the Northeast for generations with the art of bowing and horses, and rose twice to attack the Central Plains, which is indeed unique.

Not to mention anything else, just looking at this bow, there is something extraordinary - the Qing bow is not only the last swan song in the history of Chinese bows and arrows, but also the pinnacle work, and it is by no means comparable to the bows and arrows held by the officers and soldiers of the Daming Guard of the same era.

In terms of the combat power of the Ming army in this era, it is probably only possible to use the most sophisticated crossbows, firearms, and cannons to combine in terms of range and power, and restrain the Houjin Iron Cavalry who hold such clear bows.

And the Jurchens of this era seem to be particularly favored by the heavens, although they do not have the existence of super special forces such as the Iron Float Condor Archers, but they all have a middle-class posture.

With their skillful bow and horse skills, they drove the captured slaves of various tribes into the vanguard infantry, or armored slaves, and they followed behind to pick up heads, and this tactic was almost invincible.

This is the conclusion reached by Huang Chongzhen with his sharp insight in this very short period of time.

There is no need to die and not admit it, and there is no pretentiousness, if you are not as good as a person, you are not as good as a person, and there is nothing to be ashamed of.

Because this trip is to deepen the all-round understanding of Houjin, after returning to the Ming Dynasty, it will be sorted into a book, carefully studied, accumulated steadily, and defeated the enemy, that's all.

Huang Chongzhen played the compound bow very well in his previous life, and when the ammunition of the thermal weapon was exhausted during the mission, or in some special scenes, he also made a self-made bow and crossbow to defeat the enemy.

Although the Qing Bow is more difficult to control, to be honest, it is still slightly inferior to the longbow that Xu Wenchang passed down to him, because he has a deep foundation, and after a simple familiarity, he can also get started.

Although in a short period of time, he could not be as proficient and easy as Dorgon, but he saw that he bent his bow and arrows, lifted weights like light, and was clearly a person who was very good at archery.

I also saw that he also opened three bows in a row, his face was not red and he was not panting, and he also seemed to be at ease.

Although it was not as coherent and pleasing to the eye as Dolgon, the three "whooshing" sounds of breaking through the air were also quite powerful, and they were nailed into the willows a hundred paces away.

Although it is not so nuanced and wonderful to the peak, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is a hundred steps through the poplar.

Huang Chongzhen has personally practiced it, and knows that if such a clear bow is not tall enough and the arms are not long enough, it is quite difficult to open the bow and take arrows.

And if you don't have enough strength, even if you can pull the bowstring, you will definitely not be able to last long.

However, Shigezhen boasts that he will not lose to Dolgon in terms of arm strength or waist and horse strength, and he has a pair of ape-like nimble, slender and powerful hands and feet.

is also a young body, not as white and delicate as the pampered Hou Jin Belle, but it is more rugged, a little taller, and more resolute.

Zu Dale saw that Chongzhen was not left behind, and immediately applauded, and the boos that had been brewing for a long time by the Jurchen nobles did not come in handy, and he couldn't help but be a little embarrassed.

If it is to kill the enemy on the battlefield, Huang Chongzhen's three arrows are enough, after all, the battlefield is a real fight and shooting, not a show, in most of the battle situations, there is no need to use such exquisite archery.

Because most of the generals of the Ming army, in fact, did not even have a decent piece of armor, they could not protect themselves well in the field combat.

In many cases, it was enough for ordinary Jurchen archers to raid and shoot.

Among the Jurchens of this era, even nobles and archery masters abound.

Many people obviously feel that this black-faced young man's mastery of the essentials of archery is not meticulous enough, and even uses brute force.

But it is precisely because of this that he has more potential, and in time, even if he cannot grow into a legendary condor archer, he must be a master of archery.

And if an archery master uses it well, what kind of role can he play on the battlefield, I am afraid that there is no one who likes to shoot the Jurchen archers of the Ming army generals with superb archery skills.

(I can't change the names of these three chapters, but I've changed them all, so I can read them in order.) Thank you for your support. In the past few days, I have experienced great sorrow, and my beloved mother has my mother in her eyes, and she has seen that my whole soul is a happy mother. ）