Saber is a cavalry melee weapon.

Long-range still depends on bows and arrows, although there are firearms in this era, but they are extremely backward, bows and arrows compared with firearms [before the popularization of flintlock pistols and breech-loading rifles], the advantage is that the rate of fire is fast.

For example, an arquebus can only fire 1-2 rounds per minute, while a skilled archer can fire up to 30 arrows a minute with a bow of reasonable weight.

The bow on the battlefield is usually eight forces, that is, eighty catties of pulling force, and those with strong arm strength, that is, ten force bows.

The hundred-forged golden bow that Jia Qiang obtained was twelve powers.

Fortunately, Qin Keqing threw himself into his arms, and Jia Qiang obtained twenty years of strength cultivation, and was able to easily pull away the twelve forces to open the bow.

In her previous life, Jia Qiang, as a mercenary instructor, mainly played with guns.

The so-called marksmanship is fed by tens of millions of bullets, and after being reborn, the spirit is fused, and the sense of the gun and the accuracy are still there.

People with good marksmanship will play cold weapons, as long as the body is coordinated and the bow is one, the archery skills will never be bad.

Although Jia Qiang rarely plays cold weapons, she has heard of archery skills, archery is the unity of arm strength, body coordination, and eyesight.

As for eyesight, it is Jia Qiang's strong point.

Perhaps it is the reason for the fusion of the two souls, the memory has increased greatly, the eyes are unforgettable, and the eyesight has also been greatly improved, almost twice that of ordinary people, and the birds and birds a hundred steps away are delicate.

According to legend, in ancient times, there was a marksman who hung a lice a hundred steps away, and an arrow could penetrate the lice.

The archer stared at the lice all day, and after ten days, the lice grew larger in the archer's eyes;

Three years later, it feels like a wheel.

Look at the rest of the surroundings, it's as big as a hill. So he shot at the lice, penetrating the center of the lice, but the hair that tethered the lice did not break

Such a realm has always been recorded in the classics and is well-known.

Over time, people have regarded "lice" as a pinnacle of archery.

And although Jia Qiang can't call the bird a big wheel, she has a feeling of locking on.

As for archery, it is divided into three realms: entry, small and large.

Entry, static target, people do not move, the target does not move, such as standing and shooting leaves a hundred steps away.

Xiaocheng, a dynamic target, the person does not move, the target is moving, such as shooting a bird in the air, or riding on the back of a high-speed horse to shoot a static haystacker.

Dacheng, drifting targets, people and targets are moving, such as riding on the back of a galloping horse, shooting birds in the sky.

Don't talk about drifting targets, if you can shoot accurately at a distance of thirty paces, you are already a master!

You have to do it by heart, with arrows, no need to aim, it's all about feeling!

Jia Qiang didn't have too much ambition, first jumped off the horse to warm up, starting from the most basic static target training, standing, reflexive, and leaping.

Lunge half-squat, take the tiger tendon string, pull the bow and shoot arrows, the green tendons burst out, the large pieces of meat also bulge and squeeze each other, the bowstring explodes, the autumn moon bow is round, and the sound of bouncing seems to cut the air apart.

"Boom, boom, boom......"

The bowstring struck three times.

Three powerful arrows chased one after the other, shooting away like a meteor, the first branch was in the red heart of the arrow target 200 steps away, and then the last two branches broke through the air one after another, forced into the tail of the previous arrow, and connected into a string.

"What a strong strength, good accurate archery, shooting hard and accurate!"

Tian Yan and Tian Mi beside Ruoshui were full of burning heat and envy in their eyes.

……

Seventy percent of the army used a downward force bow of six to eight forces, with a range of thirty to sixty paces. Twenty percent uses a medium-force bow of eight to ten forces, with a range of sixty to eighty paces.

And more than ten forces are only one percent, and the so-called 100 steps through Yang are completely rare.

Finding a feeling, Jia Qiang began to shoot in high spirits.

Every time I pull the bow, I feel as if iron is tempered in the furnace fire, and the big muscles, small muscles, and every muscle and bone in my body are twisted into a rope in great coordination, as if iron is tempered and forged in the furnace fire.

After firing ten arrows in a row, his arms were sore, his physical strength was overdrawn, his whole body was soaked, and he was sweating profusely.

"This is the body method, body training, and arrow training in place at one time!"

Simply take off your outer clothes, typically look thin when you put on your clothes, and have meat when you take off your clothes.

The flesh of the sturdy bronzed tendons is covered with beads of sweat, and under the warm sun, it exudes a healthy glow. Intentionally or unintentionally, he shows off his lumpy chest muscles and abdominal muscles, which contains strong explosive power.

The sword eyebrows flew obliquely into the temples, the eyes were like bright stars, the carved face was like an axe and a chisel knife, Long Yi was majestic, shook his head, sweat splashed, like a cheetah ready to pounce, and it looked even more handsome and upright and uninhibited!

"You, why did you take off your coat?"

On the side, Ruoshui, who was playing with the four-force bow, shot at the scarecrow twenty steps away, and was also drenched in sweat, looking at Jia Qiang, who was full of explosive power, the heart lake suddenly dropped a stone, the spring waves rippled, and the pretty face was red, but the imagination was fluttering.

"It's so beautiful and muscular, isn't it like a piece of iron?"

"If the beauty is in the arms, it is the real little bird according to the person, the combination of rigidity and softness! Wow, how did you come up with this? ”

……

Jia Qiang looked at Ruoshui's face full of fine sweat, which was even more white and red, peach and apricot, Yan was jealous of Yingying, her heart moved, and she smiled:

"If Brother Shui's skin is white and tender, it is really good-looking, just like me, take off his clothes and bathe in the breeze, which is extremely comfortable, and he will not get sick due to sweat!"

"Smack......

Ruoshui's face was suddenly blood-red, and he felt that this fool was deliberate, but he said with shame in his eyes, "My body is weak, and I can't see the wind!" ”

"Also, your sabre and archery skills must be in the first echelon in the army."

The pupils rippling with admiration made Jia Qiang quite useful, full of pride.

"Brother Ruoshui, your archery posture is not coordinated and smooth, imagine that your whole body is like a bow containing many invisible ones.

The body is a bow, the arms are a bow, the back is a bow, the waist is a bow, and the legs are a bow......

Follow my pose. ”

Jia Qiang and Ruoshui stood side by side, gesturing with their shots and figures.

Ruoshui personally witnessed Jia Qiang's archery skills, and admired it in his heart, so he painted a scoop according to the gourd and imitated it in a good way.

Being a qualified instructor is not just about showing, but about teaching by hand.

arms, raise a little.

legs, squat a little.

Waist, straightened a little.

Ruoshui was like a puppet, Jia Qiang put her hands up and down, her face was like a layer of rouge, and she almost fell to the ground when she was holding her waist, but she could bear it.

The two female guards looked at Ruoshui, who was embarrassed by the mercy of others, with a look of surprise, and turned around and secretly pursed their lips and snickered.

"Chest up, hips tucked.

Let you tighten your buttocks, don't pout so high......" Jia Qiang couldn't help but say, "Smack!" It's just a slap, and suddenly the buttocks ripple.

"Ahh

Ruoshui screamed, the rabbit bounced away, his face was blood-red, and his eyes were suddenly filled with a layer of mist, which could almost drip water, and he glanced at Jia Qiang fiercely.

Tian Yan and Tian Mi suddenly opened their apricot eyes and were dumbfounded.

"Brother Ruoshui, how can he be like a delicate little milk dog who grew up in a pile of fat powder? No manhood! Jia Qiang's face was heroic and upright, and she had the momentum of the instructor.

"You?" Ruoshui looked at Jia Qiang, who was stunned and even innocent, and said angrily, "I don't like others to do anything!" ”

I was secretly annoyed in my heart, "This kid actually dares to fight...... My Ass...... No one has ever touched it?! It's a shame on me. ”

"Aren't we all men?!" Jia Qiang had a simple face, scratching her head a little overwhelmed, "Besides, it's not normal to eat and sleep together on the battlefield!" ”

"I don't care about other people'......"

If the water shell teeth are staggered, he is angry and angry, "If you dare to do anything to me in the future, I will ...... Break up with you! ”

"Good...... bar. Jia Qiang's eyes were full of incomprehension and regret, and then he said, "If you accidentally fall into the dung pit, I won't pull you?" ”

"Jia Yizhen ......"

Ruoshui snorted, and a small fire suddenly erupted in his eyes, and he scolded secretly, "I don't know if you are really stupid or pretending to be stupid, you are really angry with me." ”

"Okay...... Jia Qiang pretended to be frightened and retreated, "In the future, you just beg me to touch you, and I won't touch you!" ”

"Smack......

If the water red glow has not receded, and the red glow is dyed layer by layer, "I still beg you to touch it?" Dreaming?! ”

"You practice by yourself first, I want to hurry up and practice riding and shooting!"

He is a military attache with military merits, although there is no need for a martial arts examination, after all, the practicality of mounted archery is stronger.

Seeing that Jia Qiang was no longer entangled, riding a horse and galloping towards the shooting range, Ruoshui breathed a sigh of relief, rubbing the position where she was beaten, hot, crispy, and seemed to be a little stunned.

[Jiang Ruoshui's happiness index: original 20, +10, now 30]

“（⊙o⊙）？”

"No wonder it is said that girl's feelings are always poetry, so it's okay?!"

Jia Qiang's eyebrows were filled with a sly smile.