Yan Rou's confidence did not surprise Wang Yu, but made Liu Yu full of doubts.
Scholars in this era are completely different from those in the Song and Ming Dynasties. There are very few who are purely incapable of tying a chicken. Scholars pay attention to the comprehensive development of the six arts of a gentleman, etiquette, music, archery, imperialism, calligraphy, and mathematics.
The sword you wear is not just for decoration. You can also use the bow to kill enemies when you pick it up.
Although Liu Yu was delicate and expensive, he was quite accomplished in archery. After looking at it from a distance, he could assess the difficulty of this matter.
The old man looked at Yan Rou without any movement or words, but the solemn look in his eyes was unprecedented. Yan Rou knew Liu Yu's intentions, and while adjusting the bowstring, he stepped forward and passed by the other party without leaving a trace, and uttered a slight whisper.
Wen's voice said: "Don't worry, my lord, Wang Yu's thoughts are already clear. He said that if we agree with each other, we can judge by harmony. So what if we don't agree with each other?"
"Well!" Liu Yu's heart moved, and the wrinkles on his face suddenly opened. Yan Rou continued: "He set up this unsolvable problem because he was worried that things would get out of hand. I'll give it a try, and if I get lucky,
Yes, today is the day when his reputation will be ruined. If he really fails, as long as Duke Ming points out the key, he will lose his face."
Liu Yu didn't answer, his expression remained the same, but the solemnity in his eyes still turned into peace. Yan Rou looked up to the sky and laughed, her steps suddenly changed from slow to fast, and she arrived in front of the camp gate in a few steps.
"General Wang, since you set the target, don't you mind if someone takes the lead?" Yan Rou looked sideways at Wang Yu and shouted carelessly.
Although the chance of success is very low, for Yan Rou to be able to thrive on the grasslands as a Han Chinese, a tough temperament and a flexible mind are also indispensable.
He knew that Baima Yi was very capable of riding and shooting. But he also had strong self-confidence, which is why Liu Yu specifically mentioned the word riding and shooting before. However, after discovering Wang Yu's intentions, he felt that it was necessary to change the rules
Change it.
The accuracy of mounted archery is definitely not as good as that of infantry archery. Not to mention the range and strength of the bow, but just the stability, it is much worse.
If he wanted to win, Yan Rou was naturally not afraid of competing with horsemen and archers. But he thought he had seen through Wang Yu's intentions, and naturally thought that Wang Yu planned to compete. As long as both sides failed to shoot, the bet would be ruined by him.
In the past, the previous trouble caused by Qu Yi was also easily resolved.
With this in mind, how could he let Wang Yu get his wish?
Taking the lead is to correct the rules without leaving any trace. As the saying goes, the subordinates brought out by Liu Yu have a little bit of his smoothness and government.
Of course, Liu Yu would use words to slander him after the competition, but if he could hit the target with one hit, wouldn't it be very satisfying? At that time, we have to see whether Wang Yu will tear up and break the promise. Or will he keep his promise in despair and give up on Hebei?
Retract to Qingzhou.
"It's okay, Lieutenant Yan, please help yourself." Since he proposed the bet, Wang Yu seemed to have transformed into Mr. Shui Jing and Sima Hui. He agreed to everything. He nodded with a smile, not to mention being familiar with his subordinates.
Even Liu Yu and others who saw him for the first time felt very strange and felt uncertain.
"Okay!" Yan Rou gathered her thoughts, looked at the painted halberd in the distance, and took up the riding bow in her hand.
Limited by the environment in which it is used, riding bows are usually shorter, but they are not necessarily weaker than walking bows because the manufacturing processes of the two bows are different.
The art of riding and archery originated from King Wuling of Zhao. But the method of making a bow is a unique skill that has been passed down in the Central Plains for more than a thousand years. Making a good bow is no easier than making a good bow. It also requires selecting materials, gluing, etc., every step
They are very strict and take a long time. It usually takes four years to get a good bow.
The so-called: curing bows and stems in winter, curing corners in spring, curing tendons in summer, combining materials in autumn, trimming the exterior in cold weather, steaming with wine, cutting sections over fire, tightening with clamps, tearing by hand, slowly smelting strips, wrapping silk knots, dry glue and painting.
, stringed, re-trained... This is a fragment of the many processes involved in making a good bow. The process of riding a bow is more complicated than that of a walking bow. It is not an exaggeration to say that a good riding bow is worth tens of thousands of gold.
What Yan Rou is holding now is such a good bow. This bow was snatched from Xing Ju when he joined forces with the Xianbei people to kill him. It is said that it was a treasure given by the late emperor.
It is precisely because of this bow that his archery skills are truly the best in the grassland, superior to the tens of millions of tribal warriors who have taken bows since childhood. There may not be a difference in archery skills, but there are weapons, and this is also
The main reason for Yan Rou's confidence.
Yan Rou was not in a hurry to open the bow and release the arrow. Instead, she put her thumb into her mouth and raised it in the wind, as if she was praising someone, but anyone who knew anything knew that she was measuring the direction of the wind.
Weapons such as bows and arrows are greatly affected by the weather. For example, the bowstring will become damp during heavy rain. Not only will the range of the bow be reduced, but if the bow is forced to be fired, it is likely to break. Even if it is light rain or even just humid weather, the bow and crossbow will be damaged.
Needs good maintenance.
During use, the biggest influence on it is undoubtedly the wind direction. The headwind range is weakened, the downwind force is strengthened, and the wind coming from the side will affect the aim.
It is still early spring, and the wind is blowing at random. One moment it is a southerly wind, and the next moment a strong easterly wind will blow in. It is not surprising that it occasionally turns to a northerly wind.
For an excellent archer, the most basic thing is to grasp the direction of the wind.
Yan Rou's master-like behavior enhanced the atmosphere of this gambling battle, and the surrounding area became quiet unconsciously. People held their breaths and looked at the strange-looking archers with different moods, waiting for the critical moment.
's coming.
I don’t know how long I waited, but it seemed that the wind was getting impatient, and the chilly air suddenly stagnated, as if a person wanted to roar loudly to vent his dissatisfaction. There would always be a short pause before the roar came out.
At the same time, Yan Rou, who had been concentrating with his eyes closed, moved.
His eyes suddenly opened, and his eyes were full of energy. At the same time, the left hand holding the bow had already been raised, and his flexible right hand flicked behind his back as quickly as an ape, pulling out an arrow from the quiver, bending the bow, and nodding the arrow, and the lightning flashed among the flints.
, preparations before shooting are complete!
The process of aiming does not exist at all. After standing still for so long, Yan Rou has already firmly engraved the position of the target in his heart. Years of exercise has turned into instinct. What he wants is just a moment without the influence of wind!
The bow was drawn to the full moon, and the arrow was like a shooting star. The long arrow made a sharp scream. It cut through the sky and reached straight for the painted halberd!
Some people were exclaiming. Some were cheering. Judging from the trajectory, the end point of the flight path of the feather arrow was clearly in the direction of the halberd! And at the moment when the strong wind stopped, the momentum of the feather arrow was like a meteor piercing the night sky.
No signs of weakening!
Under the gaze of everyone, the arrow and the painted halberd approached, got closer, and finally overlapped... However, in the end, they passed by the thin and curved branch like a crescent moon.
It was just a tiny bit off, and the people watching the battle near the camp gate even heard the subtle friction sound caused by the feathers of the arrow tails intersecting with the sharp edges of the crescent blades.
For a time, the sounds of breathing, exclamations, sighs, and regretful sighs intertwined into one.
"I have heard Yan Rou's name for a long time. Everyone in Xianbei and Wuhuan respected him. Today I saw it. It is indeed true. He raised his bow and shot from a hundred and fifty steps away, and it was only a hair's breadth. This theory of piercing the Yang with a hundred steps is no longer enough.
That’s enough to describe his superb archery skills.”
"Who says it's not? But how should the outcome be determined? Strictly speaking, although Yan Rou's arrow was extremely close, it still missed in the end. If Qingzhou didn't miss either, it seems to be a tie..."
"It can't be calculated like this, right? Wang Junhou didn't say whether he won or not, so how can he calculate it? According to common sense, he won't win. It seems that the one who is closer should win... Think about it, if what is erected there is not a halberd, but an arrow.
Stack, isn't the branch of the halberd the red heart, and the range of the halberd is the stack of arrows? Missing the target and missing the red heart can't be the same thing, right?"
"That's right, that's right." All the listeners touched their hands and smiled.
"Brother Zhongde said it is absolutely true." What was not very harmonious was that someone called out Cheng Yu's name, which made Cheng Yu very unhappy. But after the words were spoken, he could not take them back. Even if Wang Yu became angry with embarrassment,
It's not like he was a blusterer. After all, the real owner is Liu Yu.
When the old man attacks, it's still a question whether Wang Yu can resist, isn't it?
"General Wang, are you okay with some superficial skills?" Liu Yu really lived up to Cheng Yu's expectations and said with a smile.
"So-so." Wang Yuhun nodded nonchalantly.
Wang Yu refused to continue to cooperate, which was also expected by Liu Yu. He would not praise his enemy when he was about to lose. Of course, Liu Yu would not just let the opponent go. He pressed forward step by step:
"Although I am not proficient in archery, there are many high-ranking scholars present, and Cheng Zhongde's theory is reasonable. I wonder what General Wang thinks?"
"What do you think? What did Mr. Cheng say?" Wang Yu replied blankly, looking like he was pretending to be dumbfounded.
"Talk about him? General Wang is quite like the ancients." Liu Yu smiled more and more proudly. After all, the arrow missed. It would be difficult to take Hebei away from Wang Yu's hands with just words.
But taking this opportunity to disgrace the other party and eliminate their momentum is very promising.
He chuckled and said: "Well, I won't embarrass the general. When Meng Lang was young, it was normal for him to make some unintentional mistakes. Just like when the emperor was young and in agitated mood, he occasionally made some excessive rewards, which shocked the world. Today
What happened is not surprising or surprising.”
This statement obviously refers to Sang scolding Huai. The emperor is younger than Wang Yu. When Wang Yu was given the title, he could only be regarded as a child. Although the emperor opened the golden mouth, it could not be changed, but Wang Yu was shaken in terms of his title.
Yu's righteous identity can still be achieved, especially in light of today's incident of Wang Yu not keeping his promise.
Of course, the winner has not been completely determined yet, but Liu Yu really doesn't think there will be any surprises. Yan Rou's arrow is a combination of luck and strength. Huang Zhong from Qingzhou can't play, what else can there be?
Is a man who defies nature better than Yan Rou who dominates the grassland?
Of course it’s impossible!
Therefore, what he has to do now is to try his best to squeeze on Wang Yu and disrupt the alliance.
In the eyes of the Qingzhou staff, this elder, who was famous for his kindness, seemed to have transformed into a poisonous snake, spitting out letters and spraying venom on his lord. If Wang Yu hadn't meant to retort, everyone would have
You can drown the old man with spit foam.
Especially Mi Heng, as the number one scolder and loyal dog under Wang Yu, even the veins on his forehead were stretched out. No one would doubt that as long as Wang Yu nodded, Mi Heng would directly pounce on Liu Yu and kill Liu Yu in one bite.
Bite to death.
But at this moment, Wang Yu didn't show any anger at all. Instead, he tilted his head and listened to something from his bodyguard.
When Liu Yu saw this, he was both proud and annoyed at being ignored. He was about to continue to ridicule Wang Yu when he suddenly heard Wang Yu burst into laughter: "Hahahaha, that's it. That's it, Liu Shijun, Cheng
Sir, please forgive me, my hearing is not very good and my brain is working very slowly. I couldn’t hear clearly what you two said, let alone that I didn’t expect you two to have thought of this."
After a pause, he took a breath and said with a smile on his face: "Actually, it's not as complicated as you think. I've said it before. The one who wins wins, the one who doesn't win loses. Isn't it possible that it just passed by someone else?"
Do we still need people to stand next to the painted halberd to measure it? If we really want to shoot arrows like Captain Yan, wouldn't this alliance become an archery competition?"
After that, he didn't wait for Liu Yu and others to reply or retort, and shouted: "Where is Ziyi?"
"Tai Shi Ci is here!" Tai Shi Ci did not misunderstand this time and stepped forward boldly.
"Go." Wang Yu pointed to the painted halberd in the distance and ordered calmly.
"Here!" Taishi Ci promised with his fists clasped. A guard had already led the yellow gelding. He flew up, ran forward a few steps, and then turned the horse's head sideways. He ran wildly along the direction parallel to the gate, and smashed the fine pieces.
Grass clippings and remaining snow were flying all over the sky.
In the smoke and dust, Taishi Ci had already taken off the bow from his back. He just raised his head to feel the direction of the wind. The bow and arrow in his hand had been stretched to a full moon.
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!" The arrows were like meteors, to be precise, they were meteor showers! Taishi Ci actually fired three arrows on his horse, hitting the painted halberd in the distance!
"This is against the rules..." Yan Rou yelled. Mounted shooting and continuous arrows were both more difficult than foot shooting. He naturally understood that Wang Yu wanted Taishi Ci to demonstrate, but after three consecutive arrows, he got lucky.
The odds are naturally higher, which is obviously unfair.
What interrupted his exclamation was a loud "dang" sound coming from the distance. It was the sound of gold and iron colliding!
"Hit!" There was an exclamation from the crowd.
"Where did you hit?" someone who was unwilling to say shouted loudly. Before he finished speaking, a second loud bang came, like a slap in the face, hitting the speaker hard on the face.
.
Although it was far away, the painted halberd in the distance was still shaken by the huge force. The thing that shook the most was the crescent moon at the tip of the painted halberd.
"when!"
"Crack!"
What came at the same time as the third sound was the sound of metal being overwhelmed and breaking.
What is that?
Even Chaoyang seemed to be curious. He pushed aside the reluctant morning light and looked down, spreading his brilliant brilliance unreservedly on both sides of the river and on the entire plain.
Under the bright sunshine, a little silver star shines brightly, leisurely flies away from the crescent moon, draws a beautiful parabola, and finally lands among the remaining snow and new grass, making the intersection of white and green more harmonious.
The stars are falling and the moon is missing!
The twig of the painted halberd was broken by three arrows shot in succession at the same wèizhi!
He was so shocked that he was speechless. The scene was completely silent, except for the sound of the hooves of the cheerful yellow geldings beating like war drums.
Just before anyone could react, Wang Yu suddenly shouted again: "Where is Zilong?"
"Zhao Yun is here!"
"go!"
"General, you obey!" The white horse is like a dragon, and the knight on the horse is as majestic as a mountain. He rides his horse, gallops, bends his bow, and nocks an arrow. The man and horse swim around quickly. There are three more sounds of gold and iron clashing, and the crescent moon appears again.
Missing a corner.
The same movements, performed in different orders and by different people, bring people completely different feelings. Taishi Ci made them feel a burst of fierceness like fire, which shocked people, but Zhao Yun made people feel
A gust of breeze blows on my face, which brings me an indescribable sense of ease and ease, and an unexplained sense of elegance and grace.
People were so shocked that they were numb, but Wang Yu had no intention of ending it. He called out the names of his generals one by one, as if he was planning to defeat the enemy on the spot.
"Where is Han Sheng?"
"Huang Zhong is here!"
"Where is Gongming?"
"Xu Huang is here!"
…
Numb, completely numb. The names of the five generals of Qingzhou are not formal names at all. It’s just the number five, which is used more in Chinese civilization. But Wang Yu said it casually today, and the generals took turns to go into battle.
The painted halberd with the handle as a target was smashed into shape, which shocked everyone, but the name of the fifth general also became more deeply rooted in the hearts of the people.
"Where is Qin Feng?" However, the last name Wang Yu called out was beyond everyone's expectations. He did not name Yu Jin, but Qin Feng.
"...The general is here!" Qin Feng hesitated for a moment, but finally stood up.
"Settle your own affairs, go ahead!" It was still the same casual pointing gesture, but Wang Yu rarely said a few more words.
"Here!" Qin Feng instantly understood what his lord meant, loudly agreed, and rode away. He didn't have the amazing archery skills of Taishi Ci and others. He would definitely not be able to break the halberd blade with a volley of arrows, but with his
With decades of proficiency in bow and horse, how difficult would it be for him to hit a painted halberd a hundred and fifty paces away?
This is Bai Ma Yicong's opportunity to feel proud and vent his bad breath from Jie Qiao completely.
"Attack!" The bow is like a full moon, the arrow is like a shooting star, light and shadow intersect, gold and iron strike!
Qin Feng's extraordinary attack brought the most successful ending to this gambling battle. (To be continued...)