Chen Mazi seemed to have heard nothing, his face was as thick as the walls of the fortress.
With a flash of light, the short knife in Ren Ning's hand disappeared again.
He half-smiled, "Have you chosen? Are you sure it's archery and not pot throwing?"
The audience burst into laughter.
People at that time paid attention to the six arts of a gentleman, such as playing chess, calligraphy, painting, and archery.
To control is to ride a horse, and to shoot is to shoot an arrow.
It's just that the Yunchui Empire has emphasized culture over military affairs in recent years. The literati have firmly controlled the right to speak in the upper class.
Riding a horse was too tiring, and it was difficult to learn archery. So the Six Arts of a Good Gentleman were reduced to the Four Arts of a Gentleman. From then on, we did not mention horse riding, let alone archery, and all we talked about all day long was music, chess, calligraphy and painting.
This is nothing.
Sometimes some literati even twisted archery into a pot-throwing game played by the female family members at home.
A little game played by noble girls throwing arrows with their hands because they couldn't pull the bowstring.
Chen Mazi's face turned red and white, and he said angrily: "What kind of pot is thrown? Of course it's archery."
Ren Ning nodded, "Arrow shooting. Of course it's no problem."
He glanced at Zhui Feng, who was tied to the outside, and said, "I'm in a hurry to go back and feed the horses. I don't have much time to grind tofu with you. Five arrows will determine the outcome!"
Unexpectedly, Ren Ning had already stood on the marking line a hundred steps away.
He waved his hand: "I have difficulty moving, please help me pick up a bow."
Chen Mazi's face became hot, and he wanted to pick a weak point.
But there were many sharp archers present, and it was difficult for him to operate in full view of everyone, so he had to pick a not-so-bad bow and bring it over.
Ren Ning chuckled.
He just took the bow, quickly grabbed the arrow next to him, and shot it out with a swish.
As soon as Chen Mazi turned around, his eyes shrank.
An arrow has been inserted into the center of each of the five bullseyes a hundred steps away, and the tails of the arrows are still buzzing and trembling.
Not only did he hit five out of five shots, but he also hit the bull's-eye all of them.
"good!"
"pretty!"
The audience cheered loudly.
Especially the winner of the last round of archery competition covered his face in embarrassment, and the orange in his mouth instantly lost its taste.
It's really like comparing people to each other and having no shame to meet others.
He had indeed won the victory just now. However, every time he shot an arrow, he calibrated, calibrated and re-calibrated, pondering and pondering before he could release the arrow.
Still, some arrows missed the target.
Not like the crutch boss on stage now.
He was holding an unfamiliar bow, and the wind direction and speed on the stage were unclear. Five arrows were shot out in an instant, and all of them hit the bullseye.
This is not a human, this is God!!!
Chen Mazi regretted it very much. He suddenly felt that the bow in his hand was extremely heavy and he could not lift it.
He couldn't help but look around, and really wanted to change his mind and play hut.
Hello!
Gu Datou in the audience slapped Chen Mazi on the scalp, "What are you so dumbfounded about, sissy? It's your turn!"
"Take your time, you really don't want to throw the pot, do you?"
Chen Mazi was sweating profusely and he snorted.
"Crossing the Yangtze with a Hundred Steps is just the most basic requirement for the archers of our Rock Frontier Fortress, it's nothing at all. I'm too lazy to compete with you at such a close distance."
Buzz.
There was a lot of discussion in the audience.
After all, he is an unknown soldier, and no one knows what he is capable of.
Seeing how confident he was in his oath, the people in the audience actually believed him for a while.
Chen Mazi was secretly glad.
He walked towards the distance line of one hundred and twenty paces.
As soon as he reached the marking line, he hesitated for a moment, vaguely feeling that it was still not enough, so he continued walking to the farther marking line.
It wasn't until he was one hundred and fifty steps away that he stopped with satisfaction.
"Come on, come on! If you are better than us, you can shoot 150 steps faster."
Ren Ning, who was following, nodded calmly, "That's okay. But I shot first just now, so it's your turn this time."
Chen Mazi's sweat dripped down again.
One hundred and fifty steps.
He looked up hesitantly, almost unable to see clearly where the red bullseye was.
After a while, Chen Mazi said with a sad face, "My bow is a little weak, I have to change it to a stronger one. Or do you want to come first?"
The audience was in an uproar.
The soldiers who were watching were not stupid. At this time, they still couldn't see what was going on, and they all expressed their contempt.
"Fuck. Do you think we are fools? If you shameless bastard can cum, do it quickly."
"That's right, if you can't shoot, just admit defeat. Don't embarrass my infantry there."
…
This time, even Bu Sanying, where Chen Mazi was, couldn't bear to look at him. They were so ashamed that they all buried their heads and stopped speaking for him.
"Lazy donkeys pee a lot!" Gu Datou below laughed heartily, "From such a distance, sissy, you can't even see the bullseye with your eyes that only grow on women's buttocks."
"If you can see clearly, fire your bow quickly."
Chen Mazi seemed as if he hadn't heard anything and frowned, refusing to admit defeat.
There was a bit of a stalemate on the stage.
The most humble person is invincible. With Chen Mazi's appearance, it was clear that Ren Ning had to shoot first, and no one could do anything to him at the moment.
After being noisy for a while, the audience became quiet.
Everyone looked at Ren Ning expectantly.
Don't look at Chen Mazi's boasting. Those in the fortress who can pierce the enemy with a hundred steps are already super marksmen, and there are only a handful of them.
Although the wounded man just now didn't shoot willows, he hit five targets in a row, and the target was in the center, which has truly proved his strength.
Even if he didn't take action at this time, no one would doubt Ren Ning's archery ability.
However, looking at his calm look, both the jailer on the stage and the growing number of onlookers below the stage felt a little itchy, and couldn't help but wonder if this big shot could survive a hundred and fifty steps away.
hit.
"Brother, let's give it a try. Regardless of whether you hit it or not, we will all admire you."
"That's right, big brother, shoot one. I am from the fifth cavalry battalion. Unlike the shameless infantryman above, I know the difficulty of long-range shooting. Brother, if you hit one of your five arrows, I will give you ten days of horse food."
Boom!
Someone below handed over a strong bow.
"Brother, use my bow. As the saying goes, a sword is given to a hero, and a good bow is matched with a great shot. As long as you can hit the target, even with one arrow, I will give you this strong bow."
…
After a lot of tossing, Ren Ning chuckled and handed over to the audience, "In this case, I'd rather obey my orders and give it a try boldly."
At such a long distance, the standard bow in hand is really difficult to use.
Ren Ning returned it to the warden first, and then carefully picked up the strong bow handed to him by the audience.
Only good players know how to cherish the bows and arrows in their hands. When the group of sharpshooters in the audience saw this scene, they all looked at Ren Ning with a lot of kindness.
He limped back and stood on the one hundred and fifty pace mark.
Chen Mazi's eyes were complicated and he humbly stepped aside. However, everyone including Ren Ning turned a blind eye and there was no place for him in their eyes.
After nocking the arrow, Ren Ning raised his head and looked at the target in the distance.
Such a long distance is basically beyond the scope of human power.
but,
Goldfinger activates!
Ah!
He drew the bowstring and moved the arrow.
Red value 0
Red value 30,50,75,95,
Red value 100!
Whoosh!
A sharp howl sounded.
The arrow flew across like a meteor and instantly flew to the target of one hundred and fifty.
flutter!
A dull sound sounded.
The arrow shot through the target at once and sank deeply into the retaining wall behind.
"Good bow. Fortunately, it did not disgrace my life." Ren Ning breathed a sigh of relief.
He stroked the strong bow in his hand with a smile on his face, limped over again, and gently placed it back on the stage.
"A gentleman does not take away the good things from others. Such a good bow is unique among ten thousand. Your Excellency, please keep it well."
The crowd of soldiers in the audience suddenly came to their senses.
Wow!
"A hundred and fifty steps away, did he hit it?" Someone's eyesight was not very good.
"It hit, and the arrow pierced the heart. Even the target was destroyed."
"Zhao Cao, so powerful. Which battalion is this big brother from? I want to transfer him and be his junior brother."
"Brother," someone shouted to Ren Ning, "I guess you are not in need, but are you still in need of a groom? I am quite good at raising horses."
…
Ren Ning smiled and didn't take it seriously.
This is a military fortress, and everything is in order. Everyone can't be transferred just because they want to. These words are just a joke, just listen to them.