Chapter 10, Archery Battle

Z Zhao and Zhang Yuan left the West River Bridge and went to the countryside in the northwest.

The people who travel in Xihe Bridge have long been shocked by the movements of Zu Zhao, Zhang Yuan and others. Even if most ordinary ordinary ordinary people are calm and unwilling to cause trouble, there are still many good people who mistakenly think that something big things will happen. Especially when he recognized the two brothers Zhang Yuan and Zhang Yu, knowing that they were rangers, he concluded that there would be a bloody storm. With the heart of watching the bustle, these people followed from afar, pointing and talking in various ways.

People rode slowly for two or three miles, and there was an open wasteland in front of them, and there were several dry and lifeless lonely trees.

Zhang Yuan grabbed the reins and looked back, but saw that good people from the countryside around 30 or 40 had gathered behind 300 steps away, and most of them took advantage of the lunch break to take a fresh picture. There are young men carrying farm tools, old men holding bags, women carrying pots and food baskets, and even three or five children. Seeing this scene, he was complacent and looked forward to taking advantage of it.

"Although the eldest son is a comparative archery technique, it is obviously boring to just follow the rules and shoot grass targets. Zhang has never seen the enemy stupid enough to wait for you to shoot an arrow. Let's have a more practical competition," he said to Zu Zhao while untied the wine gourd hanging on the side of the horse's back. "Ty this wine gourd to the crooked tree in front of you and I shoot three arrows each, and whoever wins. How about it?"

Zu Zhao took a look at the dead tree in front of him and observed the current wind.

It is the cold autumn season, and the northwest wind has been blowing for several days. Although today's wind is not too big, it is quite tricky, from west to north, big to small, and it is really difficult to master its laws. The wine gourd hanging on the trunk is unpredictable in the wind, and the target is too small, which is really a test of its ability.

What's more unfortunate is that he was adjusting the size of the saddle and pedal a few days ago. Today's seat is not equipped with this set of equipment, and there is no advantage at all. He can only compete with the accumulated basic skills. Speaking of which, Zhang Yuan really has some advantage at this point.

"What my brother said makes sense, so it's according to my brother's words." Although it is very tricky, Zu Zhao has no room for retreat. Fortunately, he exercises hard and seriously and still has a certain confidence in his basic skills.

"Vit's very good." Zhang Yuan smiled and turned around and threw the wine gourd to Zhang Yu not far away.

Zhang Yu is Zhang Yuan's younger brother. The age difference between the two is four or five years, but Zhang Yu is more ruffian than his brother. After receiving the wine gourd, he pulled the reins and kicked the horse's stomach and ran to the dead tree about 200 steps away. When he came to the tree, he didn't wait for the mount to stop, jumped to the ground easily, and then climbed along the trunk to his waist and tied the wine gourd to the branches extending out.

There is still some wine in the wine gourd, but it still can't stop the push of the high wind in the plain.

A ranger came to Zhang Yuan and handed him a antler bow and an arrow pot. Zhang Yuan took the bow and tried the bow string, and then carefully adjusted it until the bow string was suitable for his hand.

At this time, one of the children of the Zu family also came to Zu Zhao and asked, "Sir, what bow do you use today?"

Zu Zhao was prepared for this trip and carried three different bows: light, medium and heavy. He said quietly, "Don't worry."

Zhang Yuan took out all the arrows in the arrow pot, leaving only three arrows. He turned around with a bow and asked Zu Zhao, "Who will come first?"

Z Zhao said, "The elders and young are orderly, and the elder brother is the first."

Zhang Yuan smiled coldly and said nothing more. He pulled the reins with one hand and twisted the antler bow in the other and rushed to the crooked neck tree. Zhang Yu and a group of rangers immediately cheered and cheered by raising their bows and swords. Many onlookers couldn't help stretching their necks to look at it.

Zu Zhao narrowed his eyes and stared at Zhang Yuan. Since Zhang Yuan proposed bow riding as a comparison and chose the wine gourd to hang on the treetops, the other party must have two skills in this regard. However, he really needs to see the ability of this Anyang Pavilion Ranger leader.

I saw Zhang Yuan following the wind in the northwest and approaching the crooked neck tree. Within a hundred steps, he slowed down his riding speed, holding the reins with his mouth and freeing his hands to bow and draw strings. Since it was a test, the first arrow was crucial. He held his breath and aimed at it. When he advanced to about 70 steps, he loosened the bowstring. Hearing the sound of an arrow, the first arrow was like a Thunderbolt rushing to the crooked neck tree, right in the upper part of the wine gourd.

The wine gourd shook violently, and the feather arrow nailed into the gourd was like the tail feather raised by an arrogant rooster.

Zhang Yu shouted first: "Okay!"

The rangers immediately followed by a burst of shouting, and from time to time they threw provocative voices to the children of their ancestors.

Zhang Yuan ran around the crooked neck tree and returned to the starting position. He looked at Zu Zhao proudly without too many frivolous words. He just pointed to the crooked neck tree with his antler bow and said, "It's your turn."

Zu Zhao's face was calm, and he bowed to Zhang Yuan politely, and then said to the previous son of the ancestral family, "Take the wing bow."

The children of the Ancestor immediately brought a pair of painted white bows, with arrow-like carvings on both ends of the bow.

This pair of bow is a common bow used by Zu Zhao to practice riding and shooting. The bow string is about eight lives, which is a typical medium-sized bow. For him, because he is not equipped with saddles and staps today, he can only play in the best condition with the most familiar bow.

With the arrow pot, Zu Zhao took a slow breath and drove the horse to the crooked neck tree. The children of the ancestors also shouted loudly. Due to the large number of people, they were more shocked than Zhang Yuan and others. Seeing this, all the onlookers in the distance couldn't help taking a few steps forward.

Zu Zhao also chose to follow the direction of the wind, but when he was nearly a hundred steps away, he quickly loosened the reins and hardly aimed. He lifted his bow and shot the first arrow. The arrow flew straight to the wine gourd without any arc. However, this arrow did not have any suspense. It did not touch the edge of the wine gourd at all and pierced straight into the trunk of the crooked neck tree behind it.

The children of the ancestral family, who were originally full of expectation and enthusiasm, suddenly fell into the ice valley. Zhang Yuan, Zhang Yu and other rangers all made unbridled ridicule. Zu Ji held his breath, his face turned red, and he gritted his teeth with hatred.

Zu Zhao returned with his horse. Although the arrow failed, his face was very calm and showed an almost incredible calm. Several children of the ancestors quickly gathered around. Some were busy taking the bow in the eldest son's hand, and some people changed the topic and thought that a failure was not a big deal. However, more people are depressed and bow their heads and sigh.

Zu Ji asked urgently, "Son, is this?"

Zu Zhao smiled and said, "It's okay. If you don't hit it, you won't hit it. There is no need for unnecessary excuses."

Serious children sighed in a low voice and shook their heads.

At first, Zhang Yuan, who was on the side, planned to come forward to joke Zu Zhao, but when he saw Zu Zhao's calm attitude, he suddenly had some strange thoughts. He has always been competitive at Zu Zhao's age, especially at present, he is still provoking himself. People with a little blood will have brain fever, but the other party seems to be calm beyond his age at this moment. Thinking of the rapid drawing of the bow and archery, it became more and more unpredictable.

How magnificent is this son? He couldn't help muttering secretly.

Zuzuo stopped his mount, looked at Zhang Yuan, and smiled, "Brother, it's your turn."

Zhang Yuan did not pay attention to Zu Zhao and raised the antler bow and ran to the crooked neck tree again. This time, he approached nearly 60 steps and did not aim too much. He raised his bow and shot an arrow at the wine gourd. This arrow is slightly weaker than the first arrow. Although it still hit the wine gourd in the end, it is much more crooked than the first arrow. As soon as he returned, the second arrow could not withstand the wind and fell down.

Desp> Despite this, Zhang Yu still raised his voice and shouted, "Big brother is a good arrow!"

The rangers were stunned at first, and then rejoined.

In the distance, there were more people watching the scene, and many people talked about it. In their opinion, Zhang Yuan's riding and shooting skills are obviously better.

When it came to Zu Zhao's turn, he was calm after all. He pulled the horse stock with his bow and accelerated forward. He still raised his bow and shot quickly when he just entered a hundred steps away. The arrow came out very fast, and only a dark shadow flashed by. Unfortunately, this arrow still failed to hit the wine gourd and nailed to the trunk next to the first arrow.

The rangers booed directly when they saw this scene. The children of the Zu family looked at each other in con's face. They couldn't understand what was wrong with the eldest son at all, and they would not miss twice in a row. Zhang Yuan still had some doubts in his heart, but he couldn't help sneering for a while. In any case, the fact that the two arrows were not hit was nailed, and the victory or defeat was clear.

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