Song Mo refilled the glass for Feng Lince, and Feng Lince picked up the wine glass and continued: "Soldiers, yesterday's victory was just a small victory! We can only completely defeat and surrender the enemy troops who were peeking at our Tianshuo Kingdom.
This is the real victory! This second glass of wine, I would like to toast to all the soldiers here! To the next battle, to protect our country, and protect our relatives, we toast!"
"Cheers——!!" A neat and loud voice sounded, and all the soldiers followed Feng Lince, holding up the wine glass with great heroism, raising their necks, and pouring the spicy liquid into their throats!
Zhuo Ye was infected by such a bold and solemn atmosphere. He picked up the wine glass, gritted his teeth, and drank it tragically...
Just get drunk. With Feng Lince here, Zhuo Ye believes that he will send her back to the tent in time and won't watch her make a fool of herself...
Hmm?! Zhuo Ye’s little mouth doesn’t taste like wine, but it’s actually tea...
Song Mo smiled at Zhuo Ye, filled Feng Lince's third glass of wine, picked up another "wine jug", and filled Zhuo Ye's cup with "wine"...
"Today, the reincarnated Goddess of the Stars came to the military camp to pray for our Tianshuo army. It is really a blessing for our army. Let's drink this third glass of wine with Miss Zhuo!" Feng Linche said, raising the third glass of wine.
Three glasses of wine.
Zhuo Ye also picked up the "wine glass" and looked at the generals and soldiers who looked at him with awe, eagerness and curiosity, and said with some excitement: "You are all heroes! You are Tianshuo's pride! I believe it."
, the final victory belongs to Tianshuo, to all of us! I respect you!" As he said that, he drank the "wine" in the cup in one gulp!
When everyone saw that this "reincarnated star" was very gentle, sincere and approachable in her attitude and words, they couldn't help but feel touched and close to her. Her words "Victory belongs to all of us" also added a lot of pride and confidence.
They all tipped their hands to Zhuo Ye with a glass of wine, then raised their necks and drank it all!
The military banquet officially started, Feng Lince ordered that you can drink wine, but you can't get drunk! Violators will be punished according to military law! In extraordinary times, you must not let down your guard!
In addition to drinking and eating meat, playing guessing games and joking, the soldiers also prepared some entertainment programs. However, this is a military camp, and military programs are of course all martial arts competitions, sword fighting and other martial arts events.
It was just a discussion until the point was reached, but Zhuo Ye watched it with great interest. In her opinion, this kind of show was much better than the sleepy tunes and boring dances with nothing new at the palace banquet.
Already.
During the banquet, generals kept coming forward to toast Feng Lince and Zhuo Ye. At first, they didn't dare to come to toast Zhuo Ye. After a general took advantage of the wine and gained the courage to do so, Zhuo Ye
He smiled generously and drank! These people suddenly became bolder and stepped forward one after another...
Zhuo Ye didn't want to disappoint them and wanted to blend in with them, so he drank one cup after another. By the time he had the fourth cup, Zhuo Ye wanted to cry. Although the tea was not intoxicating, it was so
I drink cup after cup, and my stomach can’t stand it!
Feng Linche gave Zhuo Ye a funny look, held down her hand holding the "wine glass", and said loudly to the soldiers who were toasting: "Ye'er is too drunk, so let me drink the wine for her!"
In the military camp, the commander must keep a clear head at all times. Naturally, no one dared to get Feng Lince drunk. After several generals paid their respects, the generals with lower official positions realized what was going on and did not come forward again.
The next program was an archery competition, which was of course the specialty skill of the archers. Zhuo Ye finally saw the ancient way of piercing the Yang with a hundred steps!
A little boy of 17 or 18 years old performed particularly well. He shot ten arrows in a row and hit the target! Zhuo Ye couldn't help but cheer!
Mu Qingfeng smiled and said: "Actually, our prince is also a master of archery!"
"Oh? Really?" Zhuo Ye turned around with a smile and raised his eyebrows at Feng Lince beside him. She believed what Mu Qingfeng said. She had seen him and Feng Linrui at the Liushui celebration last time.
, the Lian family siblings competed in the Lotus Flower Shooting Competition, but unfortunately, the competition was interrupted by Yu Linlang, the mentally retarded girl, and the result was not seen...
"Want to see it?" Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye and smiled fondly.
"Well, of course!" Zhuo Ye was not polite, nodded and smiled.
"Song Mo, get your bow and arrows!" Feng Lince ordered Song Mo behind him.
Song Mo agreed and trotted away. In a moment, he took out a small black and shiny bow and arrows, and a small arrow that was shorter than the normal feather arrows, and handed them to Feng Lince's hand.
Zhuo Ye looked at it and couldn't help but feel a little strange. In her understanding, the bigger and heavier the bow, the greater the arm strength required and the greater the lethality! And how powerful can Feng Lince, a small bow with small arrows, be?
Woolen cloth?!
Feng Linche noticed Zhuo Ye's doubts and didn't explain. He stood up and walked towards the venue with a smile.
Everyone couldn't help but get excited when they saw Feng Lince's end. Some people raised their heads, chanting, and shouting suddenly became deafening.
Song Mo took out a copper coin from his arms, tied it with a string, hung it on a long pole, and followed.
That string was what he had just asked for from Qiao Ling.
Feng Lince stood in the field, and Song Mo chose a big tree a hundred steps away from him, performed Qinggong, climbed up the tree, and pinned the long pole with the copper coins tied to the branches.
Feng Lince took three small arrows together, held them between his fingers, drew the bow! Aim!
Everyone immediately held their breath and stared at Feng Lince with wide eyes. Many of the soldiers who were farther away had already stood up, stretched their necks, and looked forward eagerly.
Zhuo Ye's apricot eyes also locked onto the majestic figure on the field for an instant, making her heart beat faster...
"Whoosh whoosh whoosh!" Three arrows were fired in unison! But they came first and then followed, and the arrows chased the tail!
I don’t know how to control this strength! Everyone was dumbfounded!
The copper coin was too small and too dark. Everyone couldn't see the shadow of the copper coin clearly, but they saw that the first arrow suddenly stopped in mid-air! It was obviously a hit.
Immediately afterwards, the second arrow hit the tail of the first arrow, and the first arrow immediately split from the middle!
Just as the second arrow stopped, the third arrow arrived again and split the second arrow! Finally, the third arrow stopped steadily in mid-air!
This series of changes happened in an extremely fast instant! Before anyone could recover, Feng Lince drew out another small arrow, drew the bow, and shot it! Then he flew away...
This fourth arrow was shot on the string tied to the copper coin. The string was broken, and the copper coin fell down together with the small arrow on the copper coin...
When he was still more than three feet above the ground, Feng Lince had already moved closer, stretched out his hand, and easily caught the copper coin with the arrow...
The venue was completely silent for a moment, and suddenly there was thunderous applause and excited shouts! Everyone looked at Feng Linche with a look of heartfelt respect and admiration!
Zhuo Ye was also shocked and speechless by Feng Lince's stunt. Her heart was filled with pride and admiration. If it were in an open modern world, she would definitely rush forward and treat this god like a god.
man, a warm hug and a loud kiss!
"You're awesome!" Feng Lince returned to his seat, and Zhuo Ye praised him unstintingly.
After that, he took the copper coin with the arrow from his hand, and saw that the arrow was shooting right into the square hole in the middle. Zhuo Ye tried to pull it out with his hand, but it didn't come out.
Feng Lince smiled, reached out to take it, pulled out the arrow, and handed it to Zhuo Ye again, whose eyes were shining.
Because the arrow's head was relatively small, it did not crack the copper coin. Zhuo Ye held it in his hand and examined it, then put it away in his sleeve like a treasure.
"I'll keep it as a souvenir." Zhuo Ye smiled sweetly at Feng Lince.
"As long as Ye'er likes it," Feng Lince said dotingly.
At this time, a young general in his early twenties, with a dark face, broad arms and waist, like an iron tower, came over. At Fenglince, Zhuo Ye reluctantly stood still, gave a respectful salute, and then stood in an orderly manner.
Ding, with a loud but somewhat awkward voice said: "Your Majesty, Miss Xingxiu, I...my name is Zhang Weiwu, the 'wei' of 'weiwu', the 'wu' of 'weiwei'!"
Well, it looks quite powerful...
Zhuo Ye saw that he didn't have a wine glass, so he obviously wasn't here to toast, but he didn't know why he was so solemn. He couldn't help but curiously smiled and said: "General Zhang, if you have something to say, you might as well speak up."
Feng Linche looked at his beloved general who was quite ferocious on the battlefield but usually relatively taciturn and shy. He raised his eyebrows slightly and glanced at the location of the cavalry battalion where he was, only to find that some of the small leaders leading the team had actually
A small group gathered there, all looking at this side with winking eyes...
When Feng Lince saw this, he probably understood what was going on...
Zhang Weiwu scratched his head, grimaced, and grinned as if he was risking his life: "I... I lost the fist fight, and they... They asked me to represent everyone and invite Miss Xingxiu to perform a show... They said, Miss Xingxiu also performed a show..."
He can even recognize the 'Xian Qin', so he must be a versatile god..."
"Pfft...cough..." Zhuo Ye choked on his own saliva, "Goddess?!" Why did it feel so shocking to hear someone call her such a serious name...
Feng Linche quickly stretched out his hand and patted Zhuo Ye's back. He raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Zhang Weiwu, with a cold light shining in his eyes...
"Miss Xingxiu, are you...are you okay?" Zhang Weiwu was really about to cry at this moment. The look in the prince's eyes was so scary! Wow... these turtle grandsons actually came up with bad ideas, didn't they harm him...
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"I...cough...I'm fine." Zhuo Ye waved his hand, stopped coughing, and said, "From now on, just call me Miss Zhuo."
"But...but..." Zhang Weiwu felt something was wrong. This woman was the reincarnation of Xingxu! How could he call her like an ordinary girl?
"Let's call it that from now on!" Feng Lince agreed.
"Oh..." Zhang Weiwu naturally did not dare to disobey Feng Lince's order. He looked at Zhuo Ye and said, "Then...Miss Zhuo, can you...can you perform?"