Everyone was surprised when they heard the rules Huang Hao said.
"Each person had three chances, but was given ten arrows. If there is someone who can 'shoot multiple arrows at once', wouldn't he definitely win this game?"
"If there is a competition in the art of riding and shooting, the Qiang and Di people will definitely have the upper hand. There are many string control people in the northwest, and the best among them must be those who are proficient in multiple shots."
While everyone was discussing, a general rode out from the barbarian camp with a bow on his back.
I saw that the man had a tiger-like face, a pair of eagle eyes as sharp as knives, a broad back and long arms. At first glance, he looked like a man of extraordinary physical strength.
The man rode his horse to the arena, took off the sandalwood bow from his back, bowed to the high platform and said:
"Your Majesty, Xiao Wang Yang Wanwan is here to learn the unique skills of the imperial generals!"
When Li Shimin saw Yang Wanwan's figure, he couldn't help but sigh in his heart, this man is worthy of being the hero of the Di tribe.
He has a strong body and unparalleled physical strength. He has a strong hand in string control at first glance.
"Okay! Since King Di appears in person, I should also send a general worthy of King Di to fight."
After saying this, Li Shimin waved to Ma Cheng beside him. Ma Cheng understood his words and after bowing to His Majesty, he jumped off the platform.
There were soldiers in the audience who had already brought Ma Cheng's bloody BMW.
Ma Cheng turned on his horse, took the precious eagle bow from the soldiers, and rode up to Yang Wanwan.
"I wonder if I am worthy of the title of King Di?"
When Yang Wanwan saw that he was Ma Chao's son, his momentum dropped a bit.
"Since he is the son of the former mighty general, he should be Xiao Wang Gao Pan.
In this competition, General Ma doesn't have to worry about Xiao Wang's face, just feel free to perform.
Xiao Wang should also go all out to see if General Shenwei Tian is a tiger but has no son! "
After saying that, the two of them rode their horses to the designated positions and waited for Huang Hao to announce the start of the competition.
Huang Hao saw the two of them sitting down and said loudly:
"The king of Di, Yang Wanwan, shot first, once at a distance of twenty paces, once at a distance of fifty paces, and once at a distance of seventy paces.
The interval between three shots shall not exceed one round trip. The competition begins! "
Hearing this, Yang Qianwan drove the horse twenty steps in front of the target, crossed the horse's head parallel to the target, and galloped.
As soon as the war horse moved, Yang Qianwan's mind also moved.
Since there are ten arrows in total for three times, you should try to shoot as many as possible at a distance of twenty steps, and the chance of hitting will be much higher.
In this way, you can hit the bull's-eye more often. The more hits you make, the greater the pressure will be on the horse that comes out later.
While thinking about it, Yang Wanwan pulled out three arrows from the quiver, nocked the bow and turned around to aim at the target.
Yang Wanwan's maximum number of arrows is four. However, the more arrows there are, the more difficult it is to hit the target accurately.
To be on the safe side, Yang Wanwan decided to use three arrows at 20 or 50 steps.
If all six shots hit, then at seventy steps, you only use one shot. When you hit seven shots in total, the victory should be determined!
Thinking of this, Yang Wanwan drew the bow to half full, took a slight aim, and then shot the first arrow.
As expected, three arrows came in response and landed firmly on the red heart of the target.
This shot was launched, and everyone in the audience exclaimed.
Shu Han is mostly a land of mountains and wilderness, and most of the people are not good at horse fighting.
Although the art of foot shooting is exquisite, those who can master mounted shooting are indeed rare.
When everyone saw Yang Wanwan galloping on his horse, he actually raised his hand and fired three arrows without missing a beat.
Everyone admired him, and at the same time, the court officials were worried about Ma Cheng.
Ma Cheng is young, and even if he is good at riding and shooting, he is definitely not as skilled as the more seasoned Yang Wanwan.
In addition, Ma Cheng came out later, and the pressure was even greater, so it was very easy to make mistakes in a hurry.
While everyone was thinking about it, Yang Wanwan had already picked up his bow and prepared an arrow for the second shot.
At this time, Yang Wanwan was about fifty steps away from the target, and his aiming time was slightly longer.
When everyone looked closely, they saw that there were still three arrows on the string of Yang Wanwan's bow.
"Wow!"
Seeing this situation, everyone couldn't help but exclaimed.
Yang Qianwan held his breath and concentrated, and shot out a second time. This time he hit three yuan in a row.
"oh!"
Seeing Yang Wanwan hit six of two shots, everyone was amazed again.
“If this happens, I’m afraid there will be an extra match.
If Yang Wanwan hits again with his third shot, he will hit at least seven arrows.
Ma Cheng needs to hit eight arrows in a row to win. Even seven shots are not easy to hit! "
"This time our Barbarian King can finally be proud of himself. His Majesty chose riding and archery, but he was careless.
Most of the generals in Shu are not proficient in this art. How can Ma Chengyi, a young descendant, compete with the Qiang and Di king? "
At this time, Yang Wanwan had reached a distance of seventy steps, and the war horse also circled the field twice.
When Yang Wanwan saw that he had been hit six times, he was very calm.
He also thought that Ma Cheng was Ma Chao's son after all, and he couldn't give him a chance no matter what.
Gritting his teeth, he took out three arrows and put them on the bow.
He thought to himself: "If all three shots hit, then it will be a sure win. If you are unlucky and only hit one or miss, the previous six shots were enough for Ma Cheng to drink a pot."
After thinking about it, Yang Wanwan fully drew the bow, took aim, and shot the arrow.
As soon as the arrow left the bow, Yang Wanwan closed his eyes and did not dare to look. He only judged the result from everyone's reaction.
As soon as he closed his eyes, there was a burst of exclamation from the audience.
Yang Wanwan beamed with joy and shouted, "It's done!"
When he opened his eyes, he saw two more arrows, adding up to three arrows, a total of eight arrows.
"Let's see how you win now!"
Yang Qianwan roared, then rode his horse away from the venue and returned to where the barbarian kings gathered.
As soon as he got off his horse, all the barbarian kings gathered around him and praised Yang Wanwan endlessly.
"King Di is indeed very skilled. He hit eight arrows in three shots. Now Ma Cheng has to hit at least nine arrows to win.
The imperial court only won one game. It seems that this bet is going to be a playoff. It is still unclear who will win! "
The barbarians cheered for a while, waiting for the playoff to come.
On the other hand, on the imperial court's side, both military commanders and civil officials all had expressions of regret.
"Alas! Could it be that the barbarians are going to turn defeat into victory today?"
"All hopes are pinned on Ma Cheng. If Ma Cheng fails to win, it will be even more difficult to predict the outcome in the playoffs!"
Guan Yue said nothing among the crowd, but he felt regretful in his heart.
If he refused to make peace with Meng Huo, he might still be able to win after ten moves.
I only blame myself for only caring about the hero Meng Huo at that time, but forgetting about the affairs of the court...
At this time, Ma Cheng rode his horse and held a bow, came to the shooting range, and stopped at a distance of seventy steps.
Everyone couldn't help being surprised when they saw this.
"Nowadays, the pressure is huge, but Ma Cheng has to start shooting from seventy steps. Doesn't this make it more difficult for himself?"
"Ma Cheng is still young, why is he so conceited?"
Ma Cheng ignored what everyone said and just bowed his hand to His Majesty and said:
"Ma Cheng will live up to His Majesty's expectations!"
Hearing this, Li Shimin forced a smile on his face, but felt uneasy in his heart.
"Since General Ma is so confident, I am here to watch General Ma show off his power!"
Seeing Ma Cheng turn around and look at the target, Li Shimin instantly stopped smiling, with a look of uneasiness on his face, and stared blankly at the target in the distance.
Ma Cheng urged his horse to gallop. Starting from a distance of seventy paces, he picked up his bow and arrow, and aimed at the target.
When everyone looked at it, they saw four arrows on Ma Chenggong, and they couldn't help but exclaimed.
"Isn't Ma Chengmo crazy? Yang Wanwan only hit two of his three arrows.
The same seventy steps, how could Ma Cheng dare to fire four arrows at once? "
"It seems that you are still young and can't hold your breath. In this case, isn't it playing into Yang Wanwan's plan?"
Before everyone could finish speaking, Ma Cheng's four arrows were shot out.
In a moment, four "da da da da" sounds were heard from the target, and Ma Cheng actually hit all four arrows!
Seeing this scene, the whole audience was completely silent!
Everyone was shocked by Ma Cheng's shocking shot, and almost forgot to scream.
Before everyone could recover, Ma Cheng had already circled fifty steps away.
Without hesitation, he set up four more arrows, aimed slightly, and there was another "four arrows"!
Everyone had just come back to their senses from the previous shock, and heard four more "ta-da-da-da" sounds.
Everyone hurriedly looked for fame and saw four more arrows on the target!
"Wow!"
Everyone was greatly shocked and exclaimed in unison.
Ma Cheng didn't stop and immediately came twenty steps away.
At this time, there were two arrows in Ma Cheng's arrow pot.
Ma Cheng did not take out all the arrows, but only put on one arrow, drew the bow to a full circle, raised his hand and shot without taking aim.
Just hearing a "swish" sound, the arrow roared towards the target like lightning.
With a "boom" sound, the arrow shot through the target with a strong gust of wind!
"Nine arrows! It only took Ma Cheng half the time, from far to near, to hit nine in three shots!"
People outside the field couldn't bear it any longer and started shouting.
"This...is really General Shenwei Tian alive!"
"There are such fierce cavalry and archery generals in our Shu. With such combat power, if we face Cao Wei's northern cavalry in the future, wouldn't they be invincible?"
Regardless of what everyone was discussing, Ma Cheng silently rode up to His Majesty.
"Fortunately, the last general, Ma Cheng, has lived up to his command. Today, he narrowly defeated King Di with an arrow. It is really due to luck!"
Li Shimin just woke up from the shock, and thought that the "Ying Meng Xianchen" in his previous life was nothing more than that. In this life, he has Ma Cheng and other descendants of the elders by his side, and it is easy to dominate the world!
"General Ma is so humble. Such miracles are truly a blessing to our great man! Your father Ma Meng has been nicknamed the 'Mighty General', and today I am afraid that General Ma Cheng will fall upon him!"
Li Shimin was not stingy with his words of praise. Looking at Ma Cheng and the descendants of several elders he personally promoted, he felt filled with emotion.
“In the third game, Ma Cheng scored nine, Yang Wanwan scored eight, and Ma Cheng won!
The imperial court won two out of three battles, and your majesty won the bet! "
Huang Hao's voice pulled everyone on the scene out of shock.
The barbarian kings had just come to their senses and saw His Majesty sighing on the high platform, and hurriedly gathered in front of His Majesty.
"We know that the power of Heaven is mighty. Ma Cheng, Guan Yue, Zhao Tong and other young generals of the imperial court can all be 'divine generals'
From now on, we are sincerely convinced, vowing never to rebel, to obey all the orders of the imperial court, and to let your majesty control everything in our territory.
Long live the big man! Long live your Majesty! "
