Chapter Seventy-Five: Tiger General Lu Xiangsheng
In the Qianqing Palace, Tianqi looked at the kneeling people below with a calm expression, but there were some doubts in his heart.
"This person is Lu Xiangsheng?"
It was no wonder that Apocalypse had such doubts, because his understanding of Lu Xiangsheng was mainly about his personal strength, combat achievements, and the Tianxiong Army.
As for what he is, where he is from, and his resume is not very clear.
And the person in front of him, born white and thin, doesn't look like a brave general who takes the lead and can draw a strong bow.
However, it stands to reason that there should be no mistake, after all, the name Lu Xiangsheng is not common, the probability of renaming is relatively low, and the age is about the same as the Lu Xiangsheng he knows.
Despite thinking so, the cautious Tianqi still asked, "Can Lu Qing have a military strategy?" Studied martial arts? ”
Lu Xiangsheng didn't know why Banzai had such a question about the prefect of this place, but he still hurriedly replied: "Back to Banzai, Weichen has practiced martial arts since he was a child, studied swords, guns, swords, halberds, and is the best at swordsmanship and riding and archery. ”
"Although Weichen is a civil minister, he is quite interested in military strategy, and he will be familiar with military books in his spare time."
When Tianqi heard this, his heart couldn't help but light up, but he still said: "I heard that Lu Qing's martial arts are outstanding, I wonder if I can let me see it with my own eyes?" ”
Hearing this, Lu Xiangsheng was overjoyed at first, long live and still know that I, Lu Xiangsheng, know martial arts?
But then I was shocked, long live let me practice? But this is the Imperial Palace, so I'm afraid it's inappropriate.
Therefore, he hurriedly said: "Long live back, I'm afraid that there will be more collisions, and Weichen won't dare." ”
Tianqi smiled: "It's okay, the outside of the hall is wide, I also want to see my Ming boy's demeanor, but will I lose to Jianyu?" ”
Speaking of Jianyu, the war intent in Lu Xiangsheng's heart instantly rose, so he no longer postponed, and hurriedly said in a deep voice: "Weichen obeys the order." ”
"Okay, go outside the temple." Apocalypse said immediately.
According to Lu Xiangsheng's request, Tianqi asked General Dahan to prepare a big sword.
Tianqi instinctively thought that it was the kind of big knife that cut the devil's head with a big knife, but he didn't expect that General Dahan brought a big knife like Guan Gong's Qinglong Yanyue knife, and it needed to be carried carefully, which was obviously not light.
Tianqi stood above His Majesty Dan at the gate of the Qianqing Palace, and Lu Xiangsheng, who had taken off his official robe outside, stood in the square below with a big knife in his hand.
"Heh......" Lu Xiangsheng shouted, his voice was full of majesty.
As soon as the voice fell, the big knife in Lu Xiangsheng's hand had already been sent out, stabbing forward violently, his footsteps followed quickly, and his body seemed to be carried forward by the momentum of the big knife, and he was indomitable.
Suddenly, his left hand grabbed the long handle of the big knife, shook it violently, and swept out directly, unstoppable.
The body followed the rapid rotation of the blade, and then grabbed the middle of the handle with his right hand, and slashed down violently, and the blade almost stopped instantly against the ground, clean and neat.
The apocalypse can imagine that if this knife goes down, let alone a person, even the majestic war horse will probably be slashed with a knife.
Lu Xiangsheng's movements did not stop, and another top-down vertical split, obliquely slashed......
These moves look very concise, but even the layman of Apocalypse can see that these are real killer moves, and there are no superfluous fancy moves at all, and life and death are instantly separated from one move after another.
"Good, good, good ......" Seeing Lu Xiangsheng put the knife away, Tianqi couldn't help but shout a few times, and even applauded directly.
At this time, there was no such action as applause, although it looked a little weird, but everyone present didn't think much about it, just thought that Banzai was a little overjoyed.
Lu Xiangsheng put down his knife, hurriedly walked up from His Majesty Dan, and was about to kneel and salute Tianqi, when Tianqi hurriedly said, "Lu Qing doesn't have to be polite. ”
"Long live thanks."
Tianqi found that Lu Xiangsheng's breath was stable at this time, and it was obvious that the set of knife techniques just now had not consumed much of his strength at all, and he was more and more satisfied.
Immediately, he continued: "I heard that Lu Qing's archery skills are also outstanding, and I also want to open my eyes. ”
Hearing this, the Han general on the side was taken aback and hurriedly said, "Long live, this move is inappropriate." ”
Lu Xiangsheng's face also changed, and he said: "Yes, long live, this move is inappropriate, please take back your life." ”
Tianqi smiled: "Lu Qing doesn't have to worry, I have my own measure. ”
Then, he said to the Han general beside him: "Are you still afraid that Lu Qing will hurt me?" Hurry up and prepare your arrows. ”
Seeing that the apocalypse insisted, General Dahan was helpless, so he had to go down to make arrangements.
However, for the safety of the apocalypse, they still had the arrow removed, tied a white cloth on it, and painted some red paint, so that it was not difficult to determine the location of the target.
Lu Xiangsheng also sighed lightly when he saw such an arrow.
Several Han generals placed the arrow target more than a hundred steps away from the apocalypse, and then thoughtfully prepared a monocular.
Knowing that they were worried about their safety, Apocalypse didn't say much.
Lu Xiangsheng took the initiative to widen the distance between himself and the Apocalypse to sixty steps away, so that he didn't have to worry about the arrow without an arrow to hurt people in this position, but he controlled the distance between himself and the arrow target at about eighty steps.
This distance is already very far, because one foot of Daming is about thirty-one centimeters, and one step is five feet, that is, one step is about one meter and a half, and eighty steps are one hundred and twenty meters.
And the Ming army's assessment of archers, if they hit the target at a distance of fifty paces, they are qualified, and now Lu Xiangsheng has directly artificially raised this standard by sixty percent.
However, he was not worried, because he was holding a strong bow in his hand, which in itself was not something that ordinary archers could handle.
Lu Xiangsheng put a specially shaped wrench on the thumb of his right hand, spread his legs apart, and posed for archery.
He grasped the bow with his left hand, and with his right hand he held the bowstring with his thumb with the wrench, and pressed his index and middle fingers against his thumb, slowly exerting force.
As the strength grew, the bow made a rhythmic crisp sound, and in a few moments it bent into a huge arc.
Suddenly, Lu Xiangsheng's right hand was open, and the bowstring made a sound like playing cotton, but no arrows flew out, because he didn't load arrows at all.
He tried several times in a row, and simply familiarized himself with this unfamiliar bow, which was indeed the same as what General Dahan said, it should be a bow of one hundred and twenty catties.
One pound of the Ming Dynasty is heavier than a pound of later generations, one hundred and twenty pounds is converted to later generations, about one hundred and forty-four pounds, this kind of power is called Shangli in "Tiangong Kaiwu", which refers to a very strong force, and few people can reach it.
Tianqi didn't understand, so he humbly asked the Han general behind him, and after listening to the explanation, he was also secretly frightened.
Sure enough, people can't look good, and if Lu Xiangsheng can pull this bow, he is already very human.
Boom Boom Boom ......
After a simple attempt on the bow, Lu Xiangsheng did not delay any longer, and quickly bent his bow and arrows, aiming and shooting.
Sharp arrows flew straight to the target eighty paces away, like cracked cannonballs.
In the field of view of the Apocalypse Telescope, arrows hit the target with ferocity, then bounced off and fell to the ground.
After a while, there were more than a dozen arrows lying horizontally in front of the target.
"Archer, I'm going to get a tiger today......"
Apocalypse was very emotional and excited at the same time.