Someone from both sides will go and get the horse.
The Xingluo station is a bit far from the central school grounds, and the horse with great strength can come faster.
After a while, a tall and strong black horse appeared in the center of the school field.
Unlike Zhui Feng, who was completely black, this horse's forehead and legs were decorated with white spots and rings, making it look very eye-catching.
Ren Ning looked at it and narrowed his eyes slightly.
This is obviously a heavily armored war horse. Although he was not wearing battle armor at this time, he could still see the indentations left by the heavy load on the horse's body over time.
The war horse was also looking at Ren Ning.
It snorted and snorted, and its left front leg scratched the ground, looking unruly.
What a good horse!
Ren Ning was delighted to see the hunter, so he took a closer look.
Goldfinger.
Yellow, this is normal; the value is only 65.
Somewhat unexpected.
This horse looks tall, mighty and murderous, but its stats are actually not as high as those of the underage Zhui Feng.
Ren Ning quickly reacted.
It was probably the same as Gu Datou's beloved horse, because he was hungry because he didn't have enough to eat.
Moreover, this is a heavy-riding war horse, and it usually carries a heavy weight during training. When you don't eat enough, your physical energy declines even more.
Ma Dali didn't know this.
He patted his majestic mount with satisfaction, whirred a few times with the machete in his hand, and finally thrust it into the ground of the school grounds with a loud "dong" sound.
good!
When the audience saw it, they cheered in unison.
Ren Ning shook his head slightly.
When the heavily armored cavalry group charged, it was indeed invincible as it trampled the fields like tanks.
But fighting alone is less effective.
I don’t know what Ma Dali thinks. Perhaps he was wearing heavy armor, holding a weapon like a steel giant and carrying the damage, but Ren Ning found it more difficult to deal with him.
As for now, he doesn't care.
Zhui Feng hadn't arrived yet, so Ren Ning was not in a hurry and looked around.
Soon his eyes lit up slightly.
Behind the crowd, Mrs. Zhang was carrying a medicine box and leading her big dog. I don’t know whether she came here on a special trip or was passing by, but she was also joining in the fun from a distance.
Seeing Ren Ning looking over, she cheerfully raised her thumb to cheer him on.
Not long after, the clatter of horse hooves sounded in the east.
Lei Er was chewing unknown meat in his mouth again, riding the flaming red horse that was even richer than him, running into the school grounds, followed by Zhui Feng, who was as black as ink.
When Zhui Feng saw his master in front of him, he let out a few cheers, quickened his pace and rushed to Ren Ning's side, sticking out his tongue and licking his palm affectionately.
It's very experienced.
Under normal circumstances, the owner should have something delicious in his hand.
"Be good." Ren Ning patted the war horse's smooth neck, "I'll find something delicious for you when I get back to you after I finish my business."
Zhui Feng calmed down and looked up at his opponent not far away.
Ma Dali was already on his horse, swinging the saber in his hand like a windmill, looking at Ren Ning provocatively.
When he saw the dark long bow hanging beside Zhui Feng, his face turned a little gray.
He was a heavy rider, but neither he nor the horse was wearing armor at this time, and he only had a saber in his hand.
The saber is indeed a long weapon, but its range is not worth mentioning compared to the bow and arrow.
Therefore, when he didn't catch up with or get close to Ren Ning, he was a moving target.
However, his face was ugly, and Ma Dali was not afraid at all.
It is very difficult to hit a target in mounted archery. Even for a sharpshooter, eight out of ten arrows will miss.
When his mount is not wearing heavy armor, it can run at an amazing speed. And he is not dead. It is not easy for Ren Ning to shoot him in a one-on-one situation.
The referee walked out.
He is just an ordinary field captain who has served in the fortress for more than twenty years and has experienced five or six times of sending souls back home.
This was also the first time he encountered such a strange thing. There are actually ignorant big-headed soldiers coming out to compete for the security commander who sends the souls back home...
However, although this big-headed soldier has a bad mind, he is strong enough.
On impulse, he had also secretly placed a bet on Ma Dali just now.
Now looking at the two people on the field from close range, the referee regretted it.
So careless.
One is a senior officer who was promoted through military service due to his rich experience, and the other is a young guard who was promoted through the background. When the fight actually begins, it’s clear who wins and who loses.
He had thought about it this way before, so he placed his bet on Ma Dali without hesitation.
However, now the referee came closer and saw Ren Ning's calloused and scarred hands and the iron bow and arrow.
He suddenly felt that he might have seen the wrong person.
Coupled with long-range versus melee combat, Ma Dali's side may be hard to please.
However, he had already decided to leave at this time, and it would be useless for him to regret it.
Because the military rank was lower than both Ren Ning and Ren Ning, the referee obediently bowed.
He rambled on about the rules of the competition.
The rules were so long and smelly that neither Ren Ning nor Ma Dali listened to them.
But he remembered one thing.
Fair competition, no drugs allowed.
hey-hey!
Ren Ning smiled.
His future goal is to command an army.
Using poison may help people win for a while, but in the final analysis, war is about the strength of both sides and the courage of the soldiers. After all, these despicable tricks are not the right path.
He disdains!
Of course, Ren Ning is not poisonous either.
A long time passed, and when the audience started making noises impatiently, the young referee finally finished introducing the rules.
"Do you two understand? If you understand, please distance yourself first." The referee looked at Ren Ning's bow and hesitated, "Two hundred steps apart."
For the sake of the bet, he could only go so far.
On the competition stage, let alone two hundred steps, it is a hundred steps. Drawing a bow and shooting an arrow by either side is no longer considered a sneak attack.
Ma Dalong, who has experienced many battles, should also be prepared. If he gets close to his opponent, he can be shot off his horse on the spot. The little referee had nothing to say.
Even if you lose his money, you will definitely not lose unfairly.
Ren Ning and the other two nodded, turned around and rode towards both ends.
The fortress's campus occupies a huge area, not to mention two hundred steps, even one thousand steps is more than enough.
After a while, the two horses turned back, and the distance between them was already more than two hundred steps.
Di~
In the midst of all the silence, a sharp whistle suddenly sounded.
The challenge officially begins.
Ma Dali circled around and did not rush towards Ren Ning immediately.
He looked at his young opponent in the distance.
Youth means vigor and impatience. As long as the opponent shoots a few arrows but fails to hit him, sooner or later he will become frustrated in front of everyone, and then it will be his chance.
The distance of more than two hundred steps was indeed a bit far, and the opponent was a moving target. Ren Ning had no choice but to chase after him with a bow and arrow.
"Old Ren," Gu Datou's male duck voice sounded again in the audience, "Don't act like a woman, rush up and kill him with one arrow."
Ren Ning subconsciously glanced at the crowd.
Suddenly his expression changed drastically.
Then his tongue exploded with thunder: "Stop!"
Ren Ning's eyes widened.
Quickly draw the bow,
Shoot the arrow!
call out!
The target was not Ma Dali opposite him, but the densely packed audience.
To be more precise, it was Mrs. Zhang behind the crowd.
Black arrows passed by like lightning.
When the sound arrives, the arrow arrives.
Before anyone could react.
flutter!
A dull fleshy sound.
The soldier standing not far away from Mrs. Zhang suddenly had a ball of blood mist exploding from his neck. He fell to the ground and made no sound again.
Bang!
A small pot fell from his hand to the ground, rolled a few times, and a small red snake crawled out of it.
Woof woof!
Mrs. Zhang’s black dog finally reacted.
Its hair suddenly exploded, and it quickly rushed forward to scratch and bite the little snake on the ground.
As the only woman stationed in the fortress for a long time, she is also a military doctor with superb medical skills. Mrs. Zhang is even more famous than the general who defended the fortress, General Huo Zheng.
The onlookers all over the floor finally reacted.
They couldn't care less about the challenge. Countless soldiers drew their weapons and rushed over, slashing the little snakes on the ground into pieces, then firmly protecting Mrs. Zhang in the middle.
On the stage, Ma Dali was stunned, with cold sweat pouring down his back.
He looked at the commotion in the distance, and then at Ren Ning who had just put down his bow and arrow, and suddenly felt weak all over.
"I... give up!" Ma Dali turned pale and raised his hands to give up.
After saying this, he almost fell off his horse.
On a galloping mount and at such a long distance, Ren Ning seemed to have no need to aim and still hit the target with one arrow.
Neither he nor his mount is wearing armor, so don't seek death.
