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Yu Muyan was carefully examining the wound with a pot, Batu was sitting on the side drinking wine by himself, and Bayar came forward to praise the brave performance of the two matches today.

After drinking a pot, he smiled slightly, shook his head and said that there was nothing to appreciate.

After hearing this, Bauta, who was sitting on the side, sighed and said, "Brother Ji is now difficult to ride a tiger." ”

Batu and the others hurriedly asked the reason, but they also smiled bitterly when they drank a pot.

Bauta explained slowly: "Presumably, from today's performance, everyone can already see what kind of person Prince Hasen is, right?

"I wanted to use the competition to show off my prestige, but I didn't expect that even the dignified poisonous wolf general was not the opponent of Brother Qi, coupled with the last vicious words, hey, not only Brother Qi, I guess that General Arslen will also get in. Bauta then sighed.

"Didn't both games be drawn? Bayard chimed in.

"Actually, both of them were won by the brothers. Bauta sighed.

"This first game was indeed a deliberate fall to the ground at the last moment, but in the second game, everyone could clearly see that the two fought to a draw. Batu said puzzled.

"Brother Jie can fight to a par with Arslen's peerless sword that shocks the Turks, who do you say will win and who will lose?" asked Bauta.

Hearing this, he shook his head and sighed: "It's just that I didn't have time to think about it at that moment of life and death, so I could only go all out, otherwise I might not have been so in such a dilemma." ”

"I can't blame you, everyone can see that Arslen really regarded you as a mortal enemy at that moment, he is a soldier, and the soldier went to the battlefield, and only you died in his eyes. Bauta said with a sigh of relief.

"Actually, General Arslem has always been protecting us, and if it weren't for him, the five of us might have been in a different place from the beginning. But in the current situation, tomorrow's last game, I think it's really a win or a win. He took a pot and lamented.

With a feeling of unease, all five of them lay on the bed tossing and turning.

What should come will always come, and no matter what the outcome is, you can only give it your all.

On the second day, the Turkic soldiers gathered early at the test ground, waiting for the final battle.

Prince Hasen sat in his chair with a blank face, eating fruit, and could not tell whether he was happy or angry.

In the middle of the field, the two of them stood side by side, and there was an extra horse beside them at the moment, screaming and ready to go.

The third competition: equestrian and archery competition, officially began.

At the sound of the order, the two of them quickly mounted their horses, took the reins, and galloped wildly, the destination of which was a longbow hanging on a pole a few miles away.

Whoever gets the longbow first and shoots the eagle eagle in the air wins, this is the rule of this game, of course, you can't get off the horse during the whole process, whoever falls off the horse, who will be judged to lose immediately.

On the barren grassland, two horses marched in unison, galloping wildly.

The Turks are nomadic peoples, and men have to live on horseback since the age of twelve, so each of them has excellent equestrian skills, and Arslen, as the commander of the most elite cavalry unit of the Turks, the Viper Iron Cavalry, has the best kung fu on horseback in the country, and no one can beat him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for the gap between the two to gradually appear, and under Alslen was a life-and-death comrade-in-arms who had followed him on the battlefield and escaped death countless times, none of which had disappointed him, and not this time. The war horse let out a long roar, and a strong explosive force surged up to the hind legs, and with a hard kick, the war horse carried Alslen and flew up, and left the pot behind with a rise and fall, and gradually opened the distance.

Seeing this shocking jump, he drank a pot of applause, and was full of pride, pulled the reins hard, clamped the horse's back with his legs, and accelerated towards Alslen.

In a short time, Arslen had already reached his destination, grabbed his longbow and ran back, where an eagle was hovering high in the sky.

Half a step late, he hurriedly took down his longbow after a pot, turned his horse's head, and hurried away.

When he was still hundreds of meters away from his prey, he saw Alslen loosen the reins, and one was on his back, lying on horseback, drawing his bowstring, aiming at the target, and with a loud bang, a feathered arrow full of his whole body broke through the air.

A smile hung on Ars's lips as the prey had landed firmly on the trajectory of the feathered arrow.

Suddenly, there was another whoosh, and Als was surprised to see another feathered arrow in the air flying at a very fast speed, and the target was not the eagle, but the arrow he had shot.

With a bang, the two arrows collided with each other with unmistakable accuracy, and they landed on the ground.

The eagle was startled by the crisis in front of him, let out a long roar, and glared angrily at the two people below.

Seeing a pot of this god to come to an arrow, Arss Leng cast an approving gaze at him, and drank a pot with a smile in return, the hero saw, sympathized with each other, this competition gradually became a performance between two masters, with martial arts to meet friends, there is no difference between borders.

Suddenly, Alslen shot his bow again, much more powerful than before, and when the feathered arrow flew out, the body of the arrow trembled due to the huge elastic force of the bowstring, and the speed was extremely fast, and the air was hissing and exploding.

Another accurate arrow, but this time it was not blocked until it was in front of the eagle, but it did not completely lose its strength, causing the feathered arrow to pass by the eagle's wings.

At this time, the eagle finally realized the horror of the two people below, and the fear in his heart arose, and he hurriedly waved his wings and flew higher into the air.

"Brother, I don't think the two of us should compete with each other, let's just kill the winner with one arrow, otherwise it will be difficult to wait for it to fly away. Seeing the eagle's intentions, Arslen smiled and said to the pot.

"Okay, one shot at the end of the day. ”

As soon as the words fell, Alslen jumped up and stood on the horse's back, stepped sideways with his legs, and used all his strength to pull up the full bow and look up to the sky, with a loud bang, the huge reaction force brought by the feather arrow when it was shot directly tore the back of the bow, and the whole longbow was shattered to the ground.

Good archery, drink a pot of praise in his heart, and then non-stop, run the internal force on the feet, shouted, jumped up, the body like a light swallow pulled up several zhang into the air, a turn, pulled up the longbow, aimed at the prey and struck out, the huge momentum with the body fell quickly.

At this time, everyone's eyes were focused on the two feathered arrows.

Arslen's arrows are in front, and a pot of arrows is behind, and the distance is gradually shortening.

The danger behind it was surging, and the eagle accelerated to flap its wings and rush into the air, but more efforts were in vain, because at this moment, two stinging pains came from behind at the same time, and with a sigh, the eagle gradually lost its strength, and finally its wings stiffened, and under the effect of losing its inertia, its body turned up and down, and accelerated its fall.

A draw, another draw, this grand duel has stunned everyone, and after the prey landed, there was a loud applause, which did not subside for a long time.

"Drink a pot, how can you lose or not?" At this moment, a cold voice came from the crowd, and Prince Hasen stood up and looked at the pot lying on the ground with a sinister smile.

Drink a pot and get up from the ground, dust off his body, and said with a smile: "General Arslen has superb equestrian skills and superb archery skills. ”

"Hmph, since you lost, then you have no choice, either join me, or leave the heads of the five!" Prince Hasson said coldly. (To be continued.) )