Maybe I can keep my shares?
This idea is ridiculous!
Mao Dajun changed his mind and smiled bitterly.
A desperate comeback?
How can it be!
This is the mentality of a gambler.
After taking a look at Wang Zikun and thinking of the strength of this instructor in the capital theater, Mao Dajun quickly put out this seemingly unrealistic and practical idea.
Song Ziyu's success just now was entirely due to his opponent's underestimation. Now Zhang Xiaohu will definitely not make the same mistake again. This little brother will definitely have no chance. He can't even ride a horse.
Mao Dajun himself denied all possibilities, and the only result left was failure.
However, is this really the case?
…
"Let's go together and kill him." Zhang Xiaohu became angry and said directly.
"Hold on, let me do it with my own hands!" Wang Zikun said: "This guy is a bit interesting. He has aroused my interest."
"Instructor Wang, please be more careful." When Zhang Xiaohu saw Wang Zikun taking the initiative to ask for a fight, he was too embarrassed to say anything, so he could only warn him.
After all, Wang Zikun is an instructor of the Beijing Guards!
In the shadow of the famous tree, Zhang Xiaohu has blind faith in Wang Zikun.
Today's Red Star Racecourse is bustling with people. Mao Dajun and Zhang Xiaohu are not the only ones who come here to experience the fun of riding.
On several other racecourses, there were groups of dignitaries competing for luxury.
But at this moment, these people had no interest in playing with themselves, and they all looked towards Mao Dajun.
This kind of mounted shooting battle does not often occur at the Red Star Racecourse.
Horseback riding, archery, and killing people on horseback are traditional skills that our ancestors have relied on for thousands of years to survive.
It is precisely because of the existence of this kind of martial ethics that the ancestors were able to establish the territory and cultural identity of the Yuxia Kingdom.
Unfortunately, in an era of rapid technological advancement, the cavalry has become an obsolete force. Apart from being equipped with ceremonial equipment, it has almost lost its original military functions.
The cavalry is gone, but this does not prevent everyone from yearning for the spirit of chivalry.
It is the romance of a white horse whistling in the west wind, the pride of walking on a snowy night with a piece of paper in your arms, and the grace of a hundred riders intercepting the camp and a thousand riders rolling up the hills.
Fierce horses and arrows, like chrysanthemums and wine, are all things that make a man's DNA ready to move.
So everyone looked over with interest.
…
Wang Zikun came from a well-known family, and he was an out-and-out general and military officer.
The ancestor was the pioneer in the founding of the Yuxia Kingdom. He once commanded the Yuxia Kingdom's brilliant cavalry division, galloped across the nine states and eight wastelands of the Yuxia Kingdom, and made great contributions to the establishment of the Yuxia Kingdom.
However, times are different.
With the changes in technology, weapons such as tanks and aircraft have become the protagonists on the war stage. The cavalry has been swept into the past by history and has become the protagonist of novels and fantasy.
This is the rapid progress of the times, but it is also the tragedy of the knight.
After Wang Zikun considers himself a knight, he should have the awareness and pride of a knight. In the circle of the capital, Wang Zikun is a maverick.
Lonely souls are noble!
In Wang Zikun's eyes, those dandies in the capital circle were just insects resting on their ancestors' merits.
But these insects definitely do not include myself!
He studied literature at the age of three, martial arts at the age of six, was able to mount a horse at the age of eight, and could bend a bow at the age of ten... Wang Zikun experienced what ordinary people cannot, so he was able to become an instructor of the Gyeonggi garrison in his twenties!
He is capable of what others cannot and is very human.
However, at this moment, Wang Zikun saw another stranger.
Was that just picking arrows with bare hands?
Wang Zikun remembered his grandfather's words, those who can pick arrows with bare hands on the battlefield are outstanding strangers.
Wang Zikun couldn't help but get excited when he saw Song Ziyu.
Only this kind of person is worthy of being his opponent.
"I thought it would be a boring business trip south, but I didn't expect to meet a master like you. It's really interesting... Look at the arrows!"
Running closer, Wang Zikun roared and bent his bow to draw an arrow.
The bow is like a thunderbolt!
The horse leaps and gallops over the stream!
At this moment, Wang Zikun transformed into a flying general...
Facing the incoming flying arrows, Song Ziyu felt threatened, so he cursed at the bay red horse under his feet: "You guy, please be more honest!"
Song Ziyu, who had been struggling with this bay-red horse for a long time, decided to take cruel measures.
Song Ziyu showed his fist as big as a sandbag and punched the bay red horse on the head.
Is there any way to subdue the naughty kid?
That must be a cry for it!
The effect of this punch was surprisingly good. Sure enough, the bay-red horse stopped jumping around in pain and stood obediently in place.
Song Ziyu, who succeeded in riding the horse, had no time to be happy, because Wang Zikun's "fatal arrow" was already close at hand.
At the critical moment!
Song Ziyu made an incredible move.
With her feet hooked in the stirrups, Song Ziyu lowered her waist to sleep, actually lying on her back on the horse!
Not only that, Song Ziyu pinched the horse's belly, and the bay-red horse that had just been beaten obediently started to run away.
After all, it was a good horse that was carefully raised in the racecourse. It had no explosive power. With a kick of its hoof, Wang Zikun's arrow was deflected.
Seeing this scene, the spectators at the surrounding racecourse exclaimed.
Wang Zikun narrowed his eyes!
I can't do this immediate lowering action myself.
This is a reflection of flexibility.
Wang Zikun kicked off his feet and rushed forward on his horse, ready to shoot Song Ziyu with an arrow from close range!
But Song Ziyu is not a vegetarian either.
After adapting to the bumps of the bay horse, the bay horse running normally feels not much different from an off-road vehicle.
As long as Mal didn't act like a monster, everything was fine.
Song Ziyu, who was lying on his back, hooked his feet into the stirrups and drew the bow with both hands, and fired an arrow at Wang Zikun with his backhand.
The arrow hit Wang Zikun squarely in the eye of the horse he was sitting on.
Although the arrow is round and will not cause fatal damage, the arrow under such high-speed impact still has a certain degree of lethality.
The horse fluttered on the spot in pain, and Wang Zikun, who was caught off guard, was thrown off the horse.
Poor Wang Zikun was still bending his bow and aiming his arrow, and his hands were off the reins. He was unable to control the reins immediately, which caused him to inevitably fall off the horse.
An ordinary person would be injured by such a hasty fall from the horse, but Wang Zikun is not an ordinary person. He curled up his body at the moment of landing, allowing his back to hit the ground immediately, which offset most of the impact force and allowed him to be completely trimmed.
But even so, Wang Zikun was still unkempt and disheveled.
…
Wang Zikun, an instructor in the capital, fell from his horse!
Song Ziyu killed another person by mistake.
At this time, there were only three people left on the racecourse!
Zhang Xiaohu couldn't believe his eyes. Wang Zikun, whom he relied on most, had fallen from power.
this……
This is not what should happen in Wang Zikun's plan at all.
How is this good?
"Let's go together and outflank him!" Zhang Xiaohu gritted his teeth and said to the last companion.
