Chapter 32 Power

Style: Historical Author: Yi Liang Er GuotouWords: 3133Update Time: 24/01/18 19:33:38
"I'll go first!" When it was the turn of Ye Ying's group of five, Gan De took the initiative when he saw that no one had any intention of taking the lead.

Gander's archery skills were quite good. Of the three arrows he shot, two actually hit the bull's-eye, and one arrow was very close to the bull's-eye. This performance earned him a burst of applause from the crowd.

Zhao Hu was next on the stage. Everyone saw that he looked like a big man and didn't have high hopes for him. Unexpectedly, this guy actually hit the bull's-eye with all three arrows.

The next Shan Fu did not disappoint everyone. The three arrows he shot quickly were all inserted into the red heart of the target.

"You or me first?" Seeing that only she and Ye Ying were left, Qi Jiao turned to Ye Ying and asked.

"You cum first!" Ye Ying's indifferent expression made Qi Jiao feel very unhappy and wanted to punch him in the face.

"Then don't regret it!" Qi Jiao thought for a while, with a playful expression on her face.

"Move the archery target twenty steps back." Qi Jiao's words instantly silenced the people present.

The soldier in charge of placing the archery target raised his head and glanced at Sima Chi on the stage. Seeing him nodding, he moved the archery target back a certain distance according to Qi Jiao's request.

This time, not only the people who were shooting at the same target as Qi Jiao focused on him. Even people who had finished shooting at other targets gathered around to see if this arrogant guy was real.

Qi Jiao's shooting skills seemed indeed to be outstanding. Seeing so many people gathered around him, he didn't show any nervous expression at all, he remained so calm and composed.

Qi Jiao picked up the iron bow placed aside, broke it with her hands, and felt the hardness of the bow. Then he picked up a long arrow and took aim at the archery target in the distance. Then he let go and the arrow quickly flew in the direction of the target. With a "pop" sound, it hit the red heart in the middle of the target. .

Qi Jiao acted as if she didn't hear the cheers coming from her ears. She picked up two long arrows one after another and shot them out quickly. The two arrows hit the target without any accidents.

"It's your turn, I'll ask the brothers in front to give you the archery target!" Submit turned to look at Ye Ying and said loudly, the provocation was very obvious.

"No need! That's it." After hearing Qi Jiao's words, Ye Ying said lightly.

As soon as Ye Ying's words came out, there was an uproar immediately, and everyone's eyes quickly fell on him. They were surprised, but more suspicious.

Ye Ying didn't care about other people's eyes or words at all. He walked over and picked up the iron bow, and grabbed three long arrows. He almost didn't even take aim, and shot three arrows.

Immediately afterwards, there were bursts of exclamations in the field, because the three long arrows shot by Ye Ying all landed steadily in the red circle in the center of the target.

"There are some good talents among the recruits this time." On a high platform not far away, Cao Zhen, the battalion commander, said to Sima Chi with a smile.

"Yes, this time our new barracks hopes to make a breakthrough in the Hundred Warriors War." Sima Chi also smiled.

The five-person team came out on top for two consecutive days, which inevitably attracted the attention of all the recruits. In the end, there was envy, jealousy, and even hatred.

The outstanding performance of the five-person team made other people in the same camp feel very happy, but there was also a bad phenomenon. The people in the camp were invisible and divided into two distinct groups. One group supported Ye Ying, and the other One group is Qi Jiao’s supporters.

Although Qi Jiao was much more polite than Ye Ying, she officially listed Ye Ying as her competitor and made defeating him her goal.

When the next day's training content was announced, Qi immediately laughed happily, because what needed to be tested this time was his strength.

In the small square, there are ten throwing spears, and today's training requires each person to throw ten spears, and the one with the longest throw wins.

Deputy Commander Sima Chi Xiao Mimi introduced the recruits to the role of this kind of throwing spear on the battlefield. This kind of throwing spear with a wooden mark and an iron tip is a sharp weapon for mid-range attacks. Although the distance of the throwing spear is not as far as the shooting range of the attack arrow, its advantage lies in its penetrating ability. Soldiers with strong arms can penetrate the enemy's armor with the throwing spear within dozens of steps.

Of course, this kind of throwing gun does not rely entirely on strength to throw the gun farther. What is more important is the perfect combination of waist strength, arm strength, projection angle, and speed to make the projected gun more lethal.

The deputy commander made Sima Chi very experienced in training. When the new recruits were given a trial shot, he sent some veterans to teach them their experience step by step, and promptly pointed out everyone's shortcomings in shooting.

Ye Ying had never been exposed to this thing before. Unexpectedly, when he was projecting, Sima Chi personally guided him, allowing him to quickly master the key points, and also made him have a good impression of this elder who had a strong affinity.

After the practice, the formal projection began, and all the recruits gave their best, because they knew that this was a test of their abilities by the officers in the battalion, and if they wanted to be taken seriously, they had to show extraordinary skills.

During the projection process, there are often various noises from the crowd, including ridicule for the losers and cheers for the outstanding performers. However, Qi Jiao did not pay much attention to these because his target was someone who had always performed well before. Leafhawk.

"Okay!" When Ye Ying threw the first shot, the recruits watching on the side immediately cheered, because the distance of his throw had exceeded a hundred steps, which was a feat that very few people could achieve.

"You are very strong and you are indeed qualified to be my opponent." When Ye Ying completed ten shots, Qi Jiao whispered in his ear.

Qi Jiao's shooting brought a small climax to the training ground, because his farthest distance was even better than that of the veterans who demonstrated before.

This result made Qi Jiao very proud. He made a special trip to pat Ye Ying on the shoulder like a winner. He was slightly suppressed by Ye Ying two days ago, but today he is finally proud.

But what disappointed Qi Jiao was that the guy in front of him actually had an indifferent expression, without any trace of the frustration of a loser.

Qi Jiao was obviously very satisfied with this day's results, but his good mood did not last long because he learned about the content of the next day's training.

The next thing to do is riding training, which gives Qi Jiao a headache because his weight is different from ordinary people. It is difficult for an ordinary horse to carry him as fast as he can.

Of course, some good horses would have no problem carrying his weight of nearly three hundred kilograms. However, Daning had very strict control over this kind of strong horse. Only the elite cavalry in the general army were qualified to use this kind of horse. His father, the bodyguard, was unable to obtain this kind of horse.

Under this situation, riding skills became Qi Jiao's weakest link. In the following training, although his performance was still good among the recruits, it was still lagging behind some of the masters.

Seeing many people galloping and performing many difficult movements during the training process, Qi Jiao was extremely envious, but she deliberately acted like she didn't care.

"What are you so proud of? If you were on the battlefield, I could knock you down in two or three strokes." Qi Jiao said angrily as she looked at the recruits on the high platform who were personally praised by the battalion commander Cao Zhen for their superb riding skills.

Ye Ying was also among those commended, but he had some control over his speed during training, so he was not among the best. Because he remembered the instructions of Master Ninth Master Qiaoying Yu Manling and didn't want to show off his edge too much.

Ye Ying's performance reassured Qi Jiao, who had been paying attention to him, but it also made Qi Jiao's desire to defeat Ye Ying become stronger and stronger.

Sometimes, happiness comes very suddenly, and Qi Jiao soon felt like this.

At the end of the day's training, the battalion commander Cao Zhen announced the training content for the next few days, which was the most important part of this testing training, a one-on-one battle.

Moreover, Cao Zhen also announced that the results in combat training will be used as an important basis for the later selection of low-level officers. As soon as Cao Zhen said these words, all the recruits immediately became excited, especially some of the recruits who believed in their outstanding strength and were immediately eager to try, and Qi Jiao was one of them.

"Do you dare to make a bet with me!" On the way back to the camp, Qi Jiao made a special trip to find Ye Ying.

"How to bet?" After hearing Qi Jiao's words, Ye Ying was a little confused.

"Whoever loses in the battle training must kowtow to the opponent three times on the spot and listen to the other party's orders in everything from now on." Qi Jiao said excitedly. From childhood to adulthood, he used this method to win over many powerful people. Immortal people are willing to respect him.

"Kowtowing in front of so many brothers, this...isn't it a bit too embarrassing?" Ye Ying felt funny in his heart after listening to Lao Qijiao's words, but he deliberately looked embarrassed.

"Don't worry, if I lose, I will kneel down immediately and ask you to kowtow. And if you ask me to go east, I will never go west." Seeing Ye Ying like this, Qi Jiao quickly expressed her attitude, thinking Use this method to trick Ye Ying into being fooled.

"You're not happy because you're afraid. If you're afraid, forget it. But from now on, everything in the camp may be mine."

Seeing that Ye Ying was still hesitant, Qi Jiao used the provoking method again, but it seemed that it really worked this time.

"Whoever is afraid, just bet. You just have a lot of strength, why should I be afraid of you?" After hearing Qi Jiao's words, Ye Ying became anxious, his face turned red, and even the volume of his words was low. Added a lot.

"That's right, a man should be a little heroic, don't worry. No matter whether we win or lose, I will make you my brother." Qi Jiao, who finally got what he wanted, was very happy. He patted his chest to express his gratitude.

In order to prevent Ye Ying from regretting it, after returning to the camp, Nightingale also told all the recruits in the camp about the bet between the two, which immediately aroused strong interest in everyone in the camp.

Everyone in the camp quickly divided into two groups. One group believed that Ye Ying would win, but the vast majority of people became Qi Jiao's supporters.

With this bet, all the new recruits in the camp were looking forward to the battle training that was about to begin the next day.