"Hey, I was so stubborn just now. I didn't expect that I would fall into a trap and hide in this small room!" Sugitani Zenjubo walked into the house with a lit iron cannon. After finding that there was no one on the first floor, he shouted wantonly
He smiled and said, "Do you think I can't kill you if you hide upstairs? Do you think you can block me just by aiming at the stairs?"
Charlie frowned when he heard this, because at this moment he was holding an iron cannon, aiming in the direction of the stairs - is there any problem with this? How could he go upstairs without passing the stairs.
Immediately afterwards, the floor not far to his right suddenly shook. After a pause, it shook violently again. This time, a medium-sized hole was directly poked in the floor, and an iron fork came out from
It came out from below.
This is probably an iron fork left over from the first floor of Orion. I didn’t expect that the floor on the second floor was so weak that it was directly broken.
"Aren't you coming out yet?" Sugitani Zenjubo sneered, and continued to destroy the floor of the second floor with his fork, poking the holes bigger and bigger. Charlie understood that Sugitani Zenjubo was carrying the iron at this moment.
The cannon, pointed in the direction of the hole, would shoot as soon as Charlie tried to shoot him.
Logically speaking, in such a direct confrontation, both sides have the same chance of winning. But Charlie had to admit that the iron gunner downstairs had a better grasp of the iron cannon than he did, and he was really not sure about the gun at close range.
And he couldn't afford to lose because he was responsible for the lives of Yu Qiuping and many others.
"It would be great if I had a bow and arrow." Charlie sighed silently in his heart.
However, what he really thought about came to him. Just when he was looking at the big hole made by Sugitani Zenjubo, an old bow suddenly appeared in his peripheral vision. It was pressed under several rotten animal skins and had accumulated
It's a layer of gray.
Charlie changed his body posture slightly and reached the bow and an arrow next to it. He tried not to make any noise to avoid being discovered by Sugitani Zenjubo. The bow was in a state of disrepair and the string was missing.
They haven't been maintained for a long time, and they seem to break if you pull hard.
"How can you shoot well with a bow like this?"
Charlie's mind suddenly filled with his beloved longbow.
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That was a few months ago, and everyone was preparing for the upcoming Shangluo, including Charlie. After the day's training, he stayed alone as usual, using that complex set of tools
, maintaining his longbow and bowstring.
"Brother, foreigner, do you want to go watch a show together? A master of archery is performing today!" Nakahide Omaezaki and several friends he had known for almost ten years came over to him and extended an invitation warmly. In the past, Charlie would have done this kind of group activity
They will definitely not participate, but will practice archery silently alone. Nakahide Omaezaki and the others know Charlie’s habits and will not come to him. But this time, a famous kyudo master from Kinki is coming to Mino to perform, Nakahide Omaezaki.
So I decided to try my luck.
"I really want to go, but I still need to take care of my bow and arrows." Charlie still used Western-style rejection grammar. At first, Nakahide Omaezaki and the others thought that Charlie really wanted to go, but there was something else. Later they discovered
, that was just Charlie being polite - he had no interest in this kind of thing at all.
"Okay." Omaezaki Nakahide scratched his head with regret, turned around and gestured to a few other people, and muttered: "I have never seen a foreigner drink before. Isn't it said that Nanman people are drunk?
Very good."
Gomaezaki Nakahide and the others walked away from the training ground with their arms around each other, chatting slowly. As for Charlie, after taking care of his bow and arrow, he bent the bow and nocked the arrow meticulously, and aimed at the distance with the very standard posture from beginning to end.
At the end of every training session, Charlie would practice alone for a long time using this target passed down from his father.
"Thompson, why don't you always get together with everyone?" Yu Qiuping, Uchiha Aooka and a few guards had just returned from the Military Intelligence Department. After seeing the scene in front of them, they couldn't help but suggested again.
"I only have archery in my heart. Archery needs practice. Before I can surpass my father, I
There's no time to waste." Charlie answered respectfully and turned to his target again.
The posture of drawing the bow is standard, the most important index finger is placed, the wind speed is three and a half, close the left eye and open the right eye, turn your head, hold your breath and concentrate, maintain the bow and arrow to the best condition, the tension of the bow string is three and a half, and pull it to the back half of the chest.
inch.
Perfect.
"Whoosh!"
After shooting an arrow, Charlie walked quickly to the target, but still failed to hit the center. He sighed helplessly, pulled out the arrow, and walked back.
It is obvious that my posture and movements are perfect, the parabola and the estimation of wind speed are obviously the best, and the bow and arrow have been maintained to the best extent, why can't I still reach the height of my father?
When Charlie came back, Yu Qiuping had already left with the guards. However, what surprised him was that Uchiha Aooka was still there waiting for him.
"Uchiha-sama, what's the matter?" Charlie asked very politely.
"Charlie-sama, you may be suffering from the inability to improve your archery skills. I have a suggestion." Uchiha Aooka was slightly moved after speaking. After receiving Charlie's nod of permission, he said silently: "I also had a problem because of
My strength cannot be improved, and I have been troubled for a long time. But many years ago, His Highness once said something to me, and after I understood it, I suddenly became enlightened."
"His Highness said: 'A woman is weak, but a mother is strong.'" Uchiha Aooka paused and said in a low voice: "A person is not born strong, but when he has a bond and someone he wants to protect.
or something, it will become extremely powerful.”
"I have heard what Your Highness said from another person." Charlie sighed, without stopping the movement of his hands, and once again bent the bow and unloaded the arrow meticulously.
"who is it?"
"My father."
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"Oh, God, why am I thinking about these things now?" By the time Charlie came to his senses, Sugitani Zenjubo had already poked more than a dozen holes in the floor, almost breaking half of the floor.
Charlie could only hide in a corner, which was the blind spot of the holes.
"We can't sit still and wait for death." Charlie picked up the lit iron cannon and weighed it silently in his mind. "Find a hole and shoot with him, or rush to the stairs and shoot with him. This is my only chance."
Just when Charlie took a few deep breaths and was about to rush forward, his eyes were disobediently attracted to the old bow and arrow. No matter what, he could not look away. What his father said back then was repeated over and over again.
It echoes everywhere.
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"Thompson, because there is no emotion in your arrows." Old Charlie said with a smile, "This cannot be achieved by training alone. If you want to become a qualified longbowman, you must pour yourself into every arrow you shoot.
Feelings."
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Charlie took another deep breath and tried to calm down his feelings. During this period of time, Sugitani Zenjubo poked holes one after another. By the time he poked holes next to Charlie, there would no longer be any blind spots in his vision. And
Sugitani Zenjubo's ridicule and provocation never stopped for a moment.
"There is only one chance, and I must hit it." Charlie kept repeating as if brainwashing in his mind, "If I lose, Your Highness and the others will be doomed. The Yuqiu family is now surrounded by enemies. If something happens to Your Highness, the young master is still young.
, the Yuqiu family will definitely fall into chaos. If the enemy takes the opportunity to attack, I don’t know how many people will die."
He kept thinking about it in his mind to cheer himself up. He understood that the lives of countless people in the Yuqiu family might depend on its performance. The images of those people kept reappearing in his mind.
Like his father, Yu Qiuping is a good person who selflessly helps strangers and always takes care of himself. Yu Qiuping was the first to accept him in Japan. He saw the shadow of his father in him more than once. The same kindness.
, the same sense of righteousness, the same stupidity, and even more charming, willing to give everything for him.
Always sensible and well-behaved, Ryuko once smiled and gave a beautiful bow and arrow picked up from the battlefield to him. Just like his late cousin
They were just like sisters, they had done the same thing. When they gave the arrow to themselves, they smiled equally miserably and brightly.
Honda Tadakatsu, who is usually stern but sincerely praised his archery skills, is so much like his brother, that old-fashioned gentleman who is usually serious, but after seeing his achievements, he will sincerely rush to
to be happy.
There are also Fukushima Yasunari, Omaezaki Nakahide, Yoshioka Katsumasa, Ogawa Yutō, and brothers who have shared life and death for countless years.
Although Charlie always seems to be an indifferent and aloof person, the bond of ten years has silently left a deep mark on his heart.
This is a beautiful and cruel world.
I lost everything, my parents, my brothers and sisters, my future, and my hometown. I didn’t cherish the time I spent with my family, and I never had the chance to do it again. I ended up with nothing.
, drifting overseas, but gained so many beautiful memories and stories again. Fortunately, I still have the opportunity to save these memories and stories, and to cherish these bonds. Thank God.
Absolutely can't lose.
For the sake of so many comrades, for His Highness, and for this bond, I must not lose!
My father's words echoed in my mind again.
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"Thompson, because there is no emotion in your arrows." Old Charlie said with a smile, "This cannot be achieved by training alone. If you want to become a qualified longbowman, you must pour yourself into every arrow you shoot.
Feelings."
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To be continued...