Jumping out of the battle line, Lin Tenghu walked to the battlement, his eyes narrowed slightly, his sharpness was revealed, and he quickly locked on the general flag of Chen Jun who was shouting in the city!

Twist the arrow, pull the bow, pull the string!

The arm of great power was pulled back, and the inky black bow was pulled to the full moon, and the bowstring made a trembling sound like a metal clash of metal.

A complete set of bow opening process, without a trace of superfluous movements.

As the captain of the archer team, Lin Teng had already integrated these movements into his physical instincts, and they were accurate to the millimeter.

It is obviously a skill of shooting people and killing people, but in his hands it exudes an amazing sense of skill beauty.

Shout!

From opening the bow to releasing the arrow!

In less than a second, a deafening sound erupted into the air, shaking the air and slicing through a wave of white air.

Burst!

There was no time to react and dodge, and General Banner Chen Bing, who was still roaring and roaring in the last second, felt a sharp pain in his heart in the next second.

The arrow pierced through the armor and entered the body three inches!

Bright red blood poured out of the wound, and his eyes were full of incredulity.

"Be careful...... There are sharpshooters. A moment before he was confused, Chen Bing Zongqi shouted with his last strength, and then threw his head back and fell to the ground.

"Shoot through the zaar! Four Stones! ”

Lin Teng shot Chen Bing's general banner with an arrow, and the city wall suddenly erupted in shouts and cheers like a tsunami.

"Hahahaha! Lin Teng! Kill the pretty! He is worthy of being the archer of my Shoucheng camp! Seeing the morale of the soldiers soaring, Lu Zhenfeng laughed happily.

At this juncture, the morale has soared, and at least the soldiers can increase the survival rate by 20%!

"Captain Lin made the four-stone bow?" Compared with the fanatical applause of others, Guan Peng's attention fell on the ink black panther tendon short bow in Lin Teng's hand.

The bow power of this world is counted in stone.

One stone is about 50 pounds.

A 50-pound bow force can already inflict penetrating wounds on non-armor-piercing soldiers.

The big bow used by the archer team is at least two stones, and this level of bow power has left the level of ordinary bows and arrows and entered the category of war bows.

It is specially designed to deal with iron armor.

It's just that the two-stone war bow is only enough to reach the threshold of armor piercing, and if you want to complete the effect of foot shooting, you also need strong technical means.

But once the bow power is on three stones, the defense power of ordinary armor becomes extremely limited.

As for the four-stone bow in Lin Teng's hand......

In front of it, ordinary iron armor is basically indistinguishable from papier-mâché.

"That's right, the camp of the six cities of Huijiang, there are only two people who can shoot four stone bows, one is our captain, and the other is ......"

"My father."

A dark shadow shrouded their heads, Guan Peng and Yang Xiu looked up in surprise, Lin Teng, who had just shot Chen Bing's general banner with an arrow, came to their side at some point.

"Team...... Captain! Looking excited, Yang Xiu couldn't help but stand up, and as soon as his steps moved, he was pressed down by Lin Teng.

"Don't move, be careful if you get your head pierced." Holding down Yang Xiu, Lin Teng turned his eyes to look at Guan Peng on the side.

"Your name is Guan Peng, right?"

Facing Lin Teng's eyes, although Guan Peng was surprised how the archer captain knew his name, he nodded politely to the life-saving benefactor:

"Yes, Captain Lin."

"I heard that you were born with a pair of night eyes, and Lao Song said in front of me several times that you are a good seedling of a divine archer, and he wants me to take you as an apprentice."

"Uh......" Guan Peng showed a hint of embarrassment, and just wanted to say a few polite words, but the archer captain gently patted him on the shoulder:

"If you can survive this time, let Lao Song bring you to me."

"Huh?" With his mouth slightly open, Guan Peng turned his head to look at Lin Teng who was walking into the distance, his eyes vibrating.

"Oh yes, next time you go to the shooting range to practice archery, remember to bring more arrows, back and forth, delay the work." The pace was slow, and Lin Teng turned sideways and threw a sentence at Guan Peng.

He was there that night?!

Hearing Lin Teng's words, Guan Peng's expression was shocked.

"I'll go, night owl, you're developed, and the captain will take you in vain!" Shaking Guan Peng's shoulders vigorously, Yang Xiu said enviously.

Being able to become a disciple of a divine archer like Lin Teng is the dream of many archers in the entire archer team.

But this captain has been in the Shoucheng camp for six years and has never accepted a single disciple.

On weekdays, at most, the archers in the team are instructed and corrected on a daily basis.

As for who can become Lin Teng's first apprentice, it has always been the biggest handicap in the archer team.

It's just that I didn't expect that this jackpot, which I don't know how many people covet, was actually taken away by Guan Peng, who was only seventeen years old, today.

"Let's talk about surviving this time." Raising the corners of his mouth, Guan Peng's eyelids drooped, hiding the light in his pupils.

The general banner with the formation was killed, the arrogance was monstrous, and the wolf-like Chen army was stunned for a moment, but soon another general flag jumped out and continued to encourage Chen Bing to attack!

With the reminder of the dying general flag from before, there were two more shield soldiers beside the chief flag officer who appeared this time.

Two thick iron shields covered the figure of the chief flag officer, in case he was shot by Lin Teng's divine bow again.

……

With his back pressed against the rough wall, Guan Peng adjusted his breathing and twisted an arrow to put on the bowstring.

In the next second, the young man suddenly leaned out and flashed out of the wall, his eyes trembled, and he quickly locked onto a Chen soldier who was climbing the ladder.

Shout!

Without the slightest hesitation, with a high degree of concentration, at the moment of aiming at the target, Guan Peng immediately let go of his fingers, the bowstring flicked, and the arrow flew out of the string!

Chen Bing on the cloud ladder was only twenty steps away from Guan Peng.

At such a close distance, the arrow came in an instant, and it went straight into Chen Bing's left eye socket!

"Ahh Covering his left eye, Chen Bing let out a miserable scream, and the whole person fell directly down from the ladder, and also ripped off several companions.

[Normal Archery +10]

The faint phantom text appeared, and Guan Peng, who returned to the back of the wall, pursed his lips tightly, and took deep breaths again and again, suppressing the panic and trembling of the killing.

Fortunately, this is not the first time Guan Peng has killed people.

After more than ten seconds, the palpitations of cold palms gradually disappeared.

"Sure enough, after the archery level is raised, the combat experience has also decreased." Calling the proficiency gained in real combat combat experience, his hand rubbed his pants, and after wiping off the fine beads of sweat in his palm, Guan Peng drew his arrow again and took the bow.

Sou!

Sou!

Sou!

One arrow after another flew out of the deer tendon bowstring, and with a hollow-breaking roar, it burrowed into the flesh and blood of a soldier named Chen.

Blood splattered, screaming and screaming!

Guan Peng, who gradually entered the state, shot faster and faster, and sometimes before the previous Chen soldier who was shot had not fallen, the next arrow had already been inserted into the throat of another Chen soldier.

[Normal Archery +10]

[Normal Archery +10]

[Normal Archery +10]

[Normal Archery +10]

[Normal Archery +10]

……

The screen-like phantom text flashed quickly in front of Guan Peng's eyes.

At the same time, a strange feeling like electricity burst out of his bones!

Normal archery, up to level 5!

The green tendons on his forehead bulged, Guan Peng, who clenched his fists, slowly opened his mouth and spit out a breath of turbidity, and his bloodshot eyes faintly rose with a sharp light.

This ray of light is the same as Lin Teng's eyes before.

Extremely similar!

Shrugging his shoulders slightly, adapting to the improved archery instinct, Guan Peng pursed his lips.

Really!

Combat is not as fast as a little bit or two for the improvement of skills.

If I was practicing against a grass target, and if I wanted to improve my normal archery skills to level 5, it would take me at least four or five hours or even longer.

How long has it been since I shot my first arrow?

Two minutes? Three minutes?

Clearly experiencing the rapid improvement of skills in battle, Guan Peng rubbed his eyebrows.

Then, he touched the quiver beside him, which was mostly empty.

……

The falling of the boulder and the sniping of the archers only delayed the time for Chen Bing to ascend the city wall.

"Kill!"

Staring at Chu Bing's chest, the first Chen soldier roared and rushed onto the city wall, raising the steel knife in his hand, his eyes full of excitement and cruelty.

Capture the Flag first!

100 taels of silver!

Sou!

Before the frenzied and piercing roar could be exhausted, a cluster of dark arrows suddenly flew in.

Flutter!

An arrow through the throat!

The splatters of blood refracted a scarlet glow in midair.

His eyes were unwilling to be round, and Chen Bing, who was shot, covered his throat, turned his head with difficulty to look at the direction where the arrow was flying, and then fell down the city wall.

Slowly putting down the deer tendon bow in his hand, Guan Peng's eyes were calm, his right hand was lightly gripped, and his sore finger joints were moved.

"Good archery!"

The fierce and decisive arrow attracted the praise of many archers in an instant.

Even Lin Teng, who was not far away, looked sideways.

"Third child, you can, every day you blow yourself to pick up a seedling of a sharpshooter, it turns out that I don't believe it, this time you show your face."

"That's it, third master, discerning talent, your face has light."

Listening to the slightly envious jokes of the other archers beside him, Song Laosan raised his eyebrows, waved his hand and scolded:

"Go and go, don't interrupt me.

Was that arrow awesome?

But how do I feel, so-so. ”

Looking at the duplicitous Song Laosan, the archers laughed heartily, laughing and teasing Song Laosan for not being right.

Blocking out the laughter and scolding of his comrades-in-arms, Song Laosan looked at the young man standing tall with a big bow in his hand from afar.

The corners of his eyes bent uncontrollably.

Stinky boy, fucking beautiful!

……