The Great Zhou shooters shot down one with two arrows, and the Turkic shooters shot three arrows, two of which were still in the bull's-eye.

The results are as follows.

Big week: 00111 10001

Turkic: 10111 11011

In the end, the Turks scored eight points, five points, and the Turks won three points.

After learning that the archery skills of the two were not top-notch, Shen Sanwen immediately asked for more distance, and ten arrows could hit the target, indicating that this competition was still too easy!

Zhang Yang and Man'er naturally have no doubts, and they can't admit defeat.

Shen Sanwen revised the rules again, one point for the edge of the target, two points for the bull's-eye, and the battle is exciting, who wants to see that you all just get the arrow stuck on the edge?

After changing the target, the second team went on the field under such unfriendly treatment, but fortunately, the shooters of the big week had an advantage, and there was also the experience taught by the predecessors.

Da Zhou shot the arrow first, and the two of them first shot an arrow to test the depth, knowing that after being defeated, the Turkic player obscenely approached the edge of the target, which may be judged to be a bullseye arrow, but also stronger.

The farther the distance, the more difficult it is to affect the other arrows on the bull's-eye, although the soldiers of the Great Zhou have some advantages, but they do not dare to shoot randomly, they can only shoot peacefully, looking forward to shooting down the opponent's arrows.

In this game, only one arrow was accidentally shot down, 9 to 10, and Da Zhou narrowly won.

Shen Sanwen naturally pressed it again, there was a military god by his side who was different, but unfortunately, Wang Bin not only sent the money, but also replied with the same words as him, owing.

The competition of twenty people was very fast, although it was the strength of the Turks, but after adding a lot of bullseye distance, and constantly having the experience of predecessors, shooting became more and more aggressive, and the audience rang out from time to time to cheer.

Da Zhou people are better at summarizing and using their brains. In addition, hunting always relies on the proximity of the prey, and only training is the limit of the pursuit of distance, and it is becoming more and more difficult for the Turks to hit and attack, and the balance of victory is further tilted towards the Great Zhou.

In the end, Da Zhou narrowly won by twelve points, and the Turks still lost to make up for the first round, and there was no excuse to find, so he was so childish that he wanted to smash the cup.

After losing three games in a row, the winner was divided, but Shen Sanwen proposed to continue the game and persuaded the barbarian that since it was an exchange between the two countries, the victory or defeat should not be taken to heart, and the understanding of each other should be enhanced.

Whoever loses three times will not be reconciled, and the barbarian also wants to win back a city.

Then the wrestling competition begins.

The wrestling of the Turks is naturally based on knocking down the opponent and then suppressing the opponent and not being able to get up, Da Zhou does not have these, and Shen San asked without mentioning any rules, which is the most normal game today.

But the result was no different, and the Turks couldn't beat it in wrestling.

The barbarian angrily asked Zhang Yang, what did the Great Zhou soldiers practice, and why did they lose all the Turkic wrestling.

How did she know that Zhang Yang had explained the knowledge of human skeletons to the soldiers under her hands, where was the key point, how to attack and dodge, and how to make false moves. Strengthening one's physique and flexibly protecting oneself to defeat the enemy has always been the essence of the training of the brave army.

Zhang Yang sighed, "This is the traditional kung fu of the Great Zhou, which has to be practiced since childhood." ”

The barbarian cut a voice and didn't believe a word, if Da Zhou really had such a god's traditional kung fu, the Turks could be so nourishing there now.

Before the end of the day, the Turks had lost four in a row, and the barbarians were no longer in the mood to compete again.

Shen Sanwen moved the time of the wine fight to the celebration banquet in the evening.

Emperor Wu had already set up a banquet for the evening, just waiting for today's competition, and the result was as expected.

The streets of Luoyang are filled with a festive atmosphere, the Turks lost, the Great Zhou won, many people have a sense of glory as the Great Zhou people, and the people who are worried about the Turks are also relieved, the Great Zhou is so strong, it seems that there is nothing to worry about.

Only Zhang Yang was thinking about how to make the little girl happy, she must have exploded, and the victory was defeated by reality.

At night.

Emperor Wu presided over the ceremony, and the barbarian also attended this celebration banquet, she didn't want to come, this competition was a complete defeat of the strong impression left by the Turks in the past, but there was still a competition, and she, as the core of the Turkic mission, could not help but come.

Fortunately, at the banquet, Shen Sanwen and Zhang Yang frequently toasted and praised her, and no one came up to ridicule her.

Emperor Wu had no interest in watching the competition, and praised Zhang Yang for his good training in front of a crowd, and after Shen San asked the host of the competition, he let a few people leave, and the wine fight should start at the meal.

Man'er really wants to get drunk, this is not the Great Zhou she knows, nor is it the Turkic she knows.

The highly concentrated clear liquor was served on the long table, and the two teams looked at each other unkindly, with the meaning that they would never fall down without drinking each other.

The atmosphere is almost rendered, Shen Sanwen announced the rules of the game, there are fifty bottles of wine on each side of the table, whoever drinks it first will win, the wine is very spicy, it is easy to get drunk when you drink quickly, and those who can't stand must get off the field and can't continue to drink.

There was no rush to drink it all at the scene, and they all learned the power of this wine.

It's not interesting to watch people drink, especially those who don't drink themselves, but as a referee, Shen San can't leave.

Everyone, you have a cup and I have a cup, you take a sip and I take a sip, and while drinking, supervise whether the other side is deliberately wasteful and slippery.

After a while, the scene was already full of wine, and some people who had a shallow amount of alcohol had already begun to talk nonsense, and each person had only drunk half a bottle.

Shen San asked the person to come forward and ask, pull up the person who was sitting, and the person who couldn't catch the wine glass or stand firm was out immediately.

These people refused to leave one after another, one yelling that they were not drunk, and then they were weakly dragged down by the three or two guards and forced to fall to the ground to rest.

Drinking alcohol hurts the body, the alcohol concentration is too high and exceeds its own load, and it will hurt the brain, and it will inevitably have a headache for half a day on the second day. If something really happens, he, the referee, will be considered a mess.

Shen Sanwen only remembered that wine was a poison that pierced the intestines, if there was something that was really unacceptable, he would be able to understand it by getting drunk to escape, but why did he drink when he was happy and when he was talking about business? What can drinking prove?

It's probably like a game, but also divided into wins and losses and strength, drinking and getting used to it, you can compare with others, and you can have your own taste when you drink alone.

He may never figure it out if he doesn't drink.

But there is one thing he understands, Li Baidou has a hundred poems, if he changes to such spirits, he will not be able to write Li Baizi, let alone poetry.

This wine fight is different from the usual celebration of fun, or the usual drink, the Turks are just sorrowfully asking for a victory, if there is no Shen Sanwen's rules, many people should be desperate to drink the opposite Da Zhou people to climb down.

On the other hand, the soldiers of the Great Zhou, although they had ruthlessness in their eyes, they talked and laughed, which was completely regarded as a celebration, but they were not used to this spirit, and they became dizzy very quickly.

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink."

"Take it down."

(End of chapter)