A cloud of lead shrouded the moonlight, and the bloody misery of the day fell silent.

Lifting the curtain of the tent, Guan Peng, who was pale, walked out of the medical center, his left arm wrapped in gauze and a little red.

After a bloody battle during the day, the camp at night was very quiet.

Except for the swaying figures of the patrols and sentry posts, there was almost no sound in the other tents, and only when they got close could they hear some tired snoring.

"I'm so hungry, do you still have anything to eat?" Holding his hungry stomach, Guan Peng pursed his lips.

He fell unconscious on the city walls, and after being carried down, he remained in a coma until now.

Just looking at this time, I'm afraid the house has already been extinguished.

"No, I'll have to go back and drink more water." Foraging for food to no avail, Guan Peng turned around and prepared to return to the camp of the archers to rest.

But as soon as he took a step, his expression suddenly became solemn.

"The camp tent of the archers...... Where? ”

Guan Peng only inherited about seventy or eighty percent of the memory of the original owner, and the small part of the memory lost happened to be the location of the archer team's camp.

When I stood in place, the atmosphere gradually became awkward.

A probe-probing figure touched from behind.

"Night owl, how did you slip out on your own." The arm was on Guan Peng's shoulder, and the man glanced at Guan Peng's arm wrapped in gauze: "How is it, is it seriously injured?" ”

Yang Xiu.

The third general flag archer of the archer team.

It seems to be a friend with "me"...... Looking at the man's face, fragmentary memories emerged in Guan Peng's mind.

"It's not serious, a little flesh wound, Jin Chuangyi said that it would be good to raise it for a while." Guan Peng Road.

"Hey, hey, I heard the third master say, you kid slept on the battlefield, and almost made people cut their heads with a knife.

This courage, our Shoucheng camp, you have to be the first! Yang Xiu smiled and gave Guan Peng a thumbs up.

Guan Peng was born with night eyes, and when he arrived at night, his eyes would glow faintly, just like a wild cat.

That's why I got the nickname of a night owl.

"By the way, do you have anything to eat?" As he spoke, Guan Peng's stomach rumbled again, and his stomach kept squirming, as if he was urging food to arrive.

"Of course there is, the third master has helped you keep it, don't let me come over to see if you're awake."

Pulling Guan Peng, Yang Xiu skillfully walked through several paths and returned to the camp area of the archer team.

"Third master, I've got the people back."

Reach out and open the curtain.

More than a dozen shirtless men were lying or sitting in this tent, and a strong hormonal breath wafted in the air.

As Guan Peng and Yang Xiu walked in, everyone looked up, and all eyes fell on them.

Sitting at a square table, Song Laosan dipped cold water on his sprained left foot, and when he saw Guan Peng coming back, he raised his drooping eyelids and glanced at it:

"Count your kid's life big, sleeping on the battlefield, only to suffer a little flesh wound, this time have a longer memory, otherwise...... There will be no next time. ”

After a few words, the veteran pushed the sea bowl on the table with the bottom of the bowl upside down.

"It's been a faint day, hurry up and eat, and go to bed for Lao Tzu early after eating, don't stare at those green eyes at night and look around."

Carrying Guan Peng to the table, Yang Xiu reached out and lifted the lid on the sea bowl, a bowl of rice mixed with soybean paste, and a few thick pieces of white cut meat.

"I said that the plate of white-cut meat at night was missing half in the blink of an eye, third master, you are a little too partial."

"Am I eccentric? Well, tomorrow I will personally take you to repair the fortifications, so that they will all envy you. Glancing at Yang Xiu, Song Laosan said slowly.

"Ah......" His face turned green, Yang Xiugang wanted to beg for mercy, but the laughter in the camp tent had already erupted.

"Hahaha, let your kid talk too much, you deserve it!"

"Work with the third master, Yang Xiu, I hope you can come back alive tomorrow."

"It should be no problem to come back alive, but I don't know if those legs can still stand."

Being wantonly ridiculed by his companions, Yang Xiu turned his head angrily:

"Laughing, how many things can you learn with the third master, you don't have a chance to learn if you want to."

Seeing that Yang Xiu was still a dead duck with a hard mouth, everyone smiled and stopped refuting.

Listening to the laughter in his ears, Guan Peng picked up the bowl, raised his chopsticks and began to gobble it up.

More than two hours have passed since the meal, and this bowl of food has long been cold, but for him, who has long been hungry, he really can't care so much.

Taking a big bite of salty and spicy rice mixed with soybean paste, Guan Peng gently raised his eyelids and looked around.

The simple tents, the wooden paved bunks, the dim oil lamps, and a dozen or so big men who exuded a strong masculine atmosphere.

Alas...... Obviously, I was still eating chicken last night......

sighed at the impermanence of life, the large intestine wrapped the small intestine, and a bowl of rice in the sea went into Guan Peng's stomach in less than three or five minutes.

"Hiccup-" Wiping the bean sauce from the corner of his mouth, Guan Peng rubbed his stomach and burped comfortably.

Glancing at the sea bowl that was eaten cleanly by Guan Peng, Song Laosan's eyes softened slightly.

"Alright, don't look around here, sleep."

Putting on his pantyhose, Song Laosan limped towards the bed, and Guan Peng, who was on the side, immediately got up and stepped forward when he saw this, helping the veteran who took great care of him.

Feeling the support of his arms, Song Laosan turned sideways in surprise, looked at Guan Peng beside him, his eyes trembled.

Little bastard...... Sensible?

The corners of his mouth raised a hint of arc, and the veteran held Guan Peng's wrist and lay down in his support.

"Third master, I slept all day today, I'm not very sleepy, I want to go to the shooting range to practice archery, is it okay?"

In view of what he encountered during the day, Guan Peng desperately wanted to know if his golden finger was as he thought.

However, the barracks are heavy, and it is not allowed to wander around casually after dark.

Without the permission of the commander of the general flag level, once caught by the night patrol, the starting point is twenty military sticks.

What's more, it is still wartime, and if you are not careful, you may even be regarded as an enemy spy who has entered the city, and you will be directly chopped with a knife.

Hearing Guan Peng's request, Song Laosan propped up half of his body and looked at him with a frown:

"Although you have a flesh wound, the wound is not shallow, can you do it?"

"It's not in the way, I'm just going to practice the right head, and I know it in my heart." Guan Peng Road.

Taking a deep look at Guan Peng, who suddenly got up hard, Song Laosan pondered for a moment and said:

"That'll do. However, it is wartime, and Chen Bing may attack again at any time, so you have to pay more attention. ”

As he spoke, Song Laosan took out a leather-sewn waist tag from his arms.

The back of the waist card is depicted with a large longevity character with a black line, and the front is engraved with a line of small characters made of cinnabar - the third chief flag officer of the archer team!

Total flag waist card.

In the military camp where the order is forbidden, except for the Chinese army tent where the captain and captain are located, this token can be unimpeded.

After taking the general flag waist card, Guan Peng grinned and stood in front of Song Laosan, and pointed to the deer tendon bow hanging on the side, the meaning could not be more obvious.

glanced at Guan Peng, Song Laosan put together the quilt and lay down:

"Take it, use it carefully, and hurry up to the ordnance office tomorrow to get a new bow, don't worry about Lao Tzu."

"Order!" Quickly taking off the hanging deer tendon bow and quiver, Guan Peng squeezed his eyes at Yang Xiu on the side, and strode out of the camp tent and walked towards the shooting range.

After Guan Peng left, a veteran who slept next to Song Laosan said with a smile:

"Third master, you are really good enough to night owls, I hope he will not live up to your cultivation."

Hearing the veteran's words, Song Laosan slowly closed his tired eyes:

"I hope so, this bastard is gifted, has a pair of night eyes, and is a natural archer material.

It's just that I'm too young and I'm dazed all day long.

But this time he has blood on his hands, and he is a little enlightened, so I hope it can be kept forever. ”

Turning over, Song Laosan's breathing gradually calmed down.

He was so tired.

Chen Bing besieged the city for more than half a month, and the entire archer team has grown from more than 300 people to less than 100 people now.

Without archers, Chen's attack became more and more powerful and rampant.

If it continues like this, it is only a matter of time before the city is broken.

As the only three remaining flag officers of the archers.

He has always tried to supplement the archer from the ordinary soldiers, but the archers are different from the ordinary soldiers, and they have no low requirements for eyesight, judgment and physical fitness.

In normal times, you can make up for it with a lot of training.

But at this juncture, looking for people to fill up the number will only waste the already small number of arrows.

Therefore, in the situation where the external supplementary conditions are not mature, he can only strengthen the quality of the archers within the archer team and reduce the battle loss rate.

……

Walking through the camp in the middle of the night, Guan Peng walked briskly, revealing a bit of expectation and nervousness.

A few minutes later.

He came alone to the shooting range of the big camp.

The so-called shooting range is an open space enclosed by a wooden fence, and more than a dozen grass targets are placed on the field at an interval of 100 meters.

Under the cover of night, several copper basin bonfires danced very faintly, so that the visual conditions of the entire shooting range could almost only vaguely see the outline of the grass target.

In this case, ordinary people, let alone practice, just looking for the location of the target is already very eyesight-consuming.

Standing at the end of the grass target, Guan Peng's pupils glowed with a faint blue light.

Ordinary people could only see the light conditions in front of him ten meters at most, but he was now seeing it as if it was daylight, and he was hardly affected.

The entire shooting range has an unobstructed view.

Blinked in surprise, the strange sense of night vision made Guan Peng feel a trace of unprecedented novelty.

These eyes are much more advanced than the night vision devices in the previous life.

With the blessing of night vision, Guan Peng took a deep breath, and the square frame panel slowly emerged.

[Name]: Guan Peng (word, Chengfeng)

【Mastered】

Normal Archery (Level 2): 48/100

Night Eye (Level 7): 9/100

"To shoot that Chen soldier, I shot a total of three arrows, and the two arrows that hit each added 15 points of proficiency, while the one that was blocked only added 5 points."

Staring at the numbers on the panel, Guan Peng rubbed his eyebrows lightly with his thumb, and then twisted an arrow from the quiver.

Bend your bow and arrow!

The bowstring is tight!

With the day's combat experience, Guan Peng made this set of movements very smoothly, and there was hardly a trace of condensation.

Shout!

The sound of a roar breaking through the air.

The arrow that flew out of the form of an afterimage missed the grass target perfectly, turned into an arc-shaped parabola, and disappeared into the vast night in the distance.

[Normal Archery +1]

The faint phantom text emerged, reflected in the eyes of Guan Peng, who looked shocked.

"Didn't miss...... Proficiency is also added?! ”

……