Ruge's expression was stunned for a moment, and then he saw other scouts and villagers gradually surrounding him, and he had to give up the action that he originally wanted to grab. Remembering that Rody made him feel a little bit embarrassed, he said angrily: "You little bastard? Come to the shooting range with your bow, and decide who is qualified to use it. If you lose, you will kneel down and let me lick my shoes!"
Luo Di didn't speak, but raised his eyelids slightly, completely ignoring the other party's intentions, bent down to pick up the arrow, and walked to the distance.
There were not many people in the village, but they rushed over immediately when they heard that there was excitement. The scouting team's investigation mission still had to start for more than an hour. If you are too big, a little movement in the village will spread to every inch of the village in less than ten minutes. When Rody stood with his arms around his shoulders and stood on the so-called "shooting range" in the small square, Luge continued to provoke with a straw pole in his mouth and a horn bow, "Wait to lick my shoes!" , brat."
He is qualified to say such a thing. Even in the past, no one in Nolan Village could beat Luge in archery. In his opinion, this kind of competition was just a way for Rody to procrastinate for time.
He spat out the straw with a "bah", as if spitting at Roddy, glanced at him with contempt, and then raised the horn bow in his hand.
The scout troops in Nolan village occasionally have archery competitions, the rules are simple - 25 yards to shoot a piece of linen the size of a human head on a straw stack, ten arrows per person, and the winner will be judged according to the area spread.
Although Luge always cursed and made people disgusted, as the captain of the scout, his work was absolutely unambiguous. With standard movements and steady breathing, Ruger raised his hand and shot three consecutive arrows, all of which hit the center of the linen cloth!
This precise swordsmanship aroused the amazement of the surrounding farmers. However, the strength of the horn bow is too great after all. Starting from the fourth arrow, the area of the arrow spread gradually expanded, and when it reached the seventh arrow, it could be seen that Ruger's arm was shaking slightly every time he drew the bow, and he even moved. It also began to deform. .
Out of twelve arrows Ruger missed two of the linen edges.
This is also because the weight of the horn bow is too high. Strong bows and hard crossbows are difficult to control. Even a guy like Ruger cannot maintain high precision all the time, but this achievement is enough for the soldiers to feel ashamed. The sight of the arrows barely getting in, and the dense nails on the linen is really bluffing.
Thirty to forty villagers and soldiers watching around were in an uproar, and quite a few of them bluntly said that Rody was in bad luck after seeing this scene, and that it would be really difficult for him to step down in the future. After all, in their eyes, Ruger was the "invincible" party, and thinking of Rody's past performance in the village, no one thought that he could defeat Ruger in archery.
The public opinion turned to Luge, and he couldn't help but straighten his back. He squinted at Rody and spat again, and threw the hornbow over with disdain.
"Little brat, learn a little bit."
It's just that he never expected that what Rody said after receiving the hornbow almost exploded Ruger's lungs—
"Heh... Do you think this is good archery?"
"...Your things are just the fur."
Ignoring Ruger's reaction, Rody wrapped his fingers with thin cowhide, glanced at the target 25 yards away, adjusted his breathing, and then slowly raised the hornbow in his hand.
The next moment, all the scouts present frowned, and even the farmers who joined in the fun started whispering...
The bow was drawn for half a month, but not fully drawn. Rody seemed to shoot with the bow in a very casual manner. In the eyes of the scouts, this posture was completely unbelievable—could it be that he didn't even bother to aim because he knew that he couldn't win at all
Speaking of which, the most important thing about archery is "consistency". Every time you draw and release the bow, all actions must be highly "consistent" to ensure that the accuracy remains unchanged. Even if the point of pushing the bow is deflected by half a point, the arrows shot will be deviated, so "fixed movement" is the most basic common sense when archery.
What about Roddy? The bow is drawn for half a month, and the arm is almost released without resting. How can the arm hanging in the air confirm that the strength of each bow is the same? How to confirm the aiming angle is the same
The farmers didn't understand what that meant, but all the scouts thought he was fooling around.
But at the next moment, the continuous sound of "duh-duh-" caused everyone to look at the target. At first, people just made a sound of "huh" in doubt, but when Rody finished shooting the first five arrows, the sound of doubt disappeared. It turned into an irrepressible surprise!
"this…"
"How can it be?!"
"sky-"
Beads of sweat appeared on Luge's forehead, and he even felt goosebumps all over his body. Even though he had assumed countless possibilities in his heart before, he did not expect such a scene to appear in front of him—he, who has always looked arrogant, opened his mouth wide and looked at the straw stack not far away...
Twenty-five yards away, there was only one arrow in the center of the linen cloth... and every time Roddy raised his hand and released it, the next arrow would hit the nock of the previous arrow, nailing it into the grass target among!
The previous arrow was shattered at the nock, split and fell to the ground.
This phenomenon is commonly known as "chasing arrows". Ruger himself often encounters it. Once the intensity of archery practice is too high, this situation will often happen. To a certain extent, this is also a great proof of the accuracy of archery—— But at this moment, everyone saw an astonishing fact... Except for the first arrow that hit the center, all of Rody's arrows were chasing arrows!
"Duh—"
"Duh—"
"Duh—"
…
When the continuous arrow chasing appeared, the nerves of the audience became a little numb. They no longer considered whether they could hit the linen cloth, but thought inwardly: Can eleven arrows catch up? !
"Duh—"
When the last arrow was shot, Rody still had a calm expression on his face, compared to Luge's trembling posture just after shooting a set of arrows.
So far, the arrows in the bull's-eye have been split open one after another due to the continuous pursuit of arrows, leaving debris on the ground.
All twelve arrows hit the same spot!
After the suppressed silence, the crowd erupted in an explosive exclamation. They couldn't imagine that archery could be done to such a degree—this is simply something that bards say can only be done by elf sharpshooters!
In the noisy environment, perhaps only Carter and the two scouts who participated in the battle yesterday were not too surprised. They looked at Rody with complicated eyes, and they didn't even know whether they should come forward to talk to him or not—
But at this moment, Ruger has already realized what mistake he made.
He was trembling all over, not just because he lost the bet. His archery skills are not bad, so he can better understand what Rody's hand means just now...
The weight of the hornbow is extremely high, but Roddy has such accuracy without even drawing it to the full. This shows that Roddy didn't take this competition seriously from the beginning to the end—he made this competition lightly. Is it just for that bow
Thinking back to what he just said at this moment, Ruger suddenly understood what the look in Roddy's eyes meant when he looked at him just now...
It was the indifferent look that one would only have when looking at a dead person.
"me…"
He wanted to say something, but saw Rody standing in front of him, raised three fingers, and pointed to his chest.
"You just poked me three times."
Although the corners of his mouth were slightly raised, he seemed to be smiling, but the coldness caused Ruger to shudder instantly—looking at the leather boots kicked towards him, he immediately realized what this guy was going to do, and he was surprised It wasn't too tense.
Even if it was hand-to-hand combat, who was Ruger afraid of
But as soon as he made the blocking movement, he found that Rody's kick changed the attack direction strangely, and kicked him hard on the lower abdomen!
"Boom!"
Luge, who thought he had good fighting skills, flew out backwards, and crashed to the ground after being stuck in the air for half a second. The conversations of the surrounding villagers stopped abruptly, but this was just the beginning. Rody appeared in front of Luge like a ghost, dragged him up from the ground abruptly, and then punched him in the stomach superior!
Raising his legs and knees, Luge, who had been swearing so arrogantly just now, flew backwards again without even talking nonsense, and fell into shock after rolling twice on the ground.
After finishing all this, Rody picked up the horn bow, turned around and left.
Not far away, Dick, who was sweating from three copper coins in his hand, swallowed hard. After seeing Luge being dragged away by scouts for treatment, he trotted over and stammered, "Roddy, you... What else do you want? I'll try my best to get it for you..."
Rody looked forward, one moment he was still ruthless when he hit someone just now, but the next moment his emotions were completely restrained, and he put on a smiling and gentle expression and said: "Ah... if possible, I still need a handle A small file is the best if you have one."
Dick responded with cold sweat all over his head, and felt that his legs were weak when he left.
In a place like Nolan Village, the most powerful people are veterans like Ruge. Not to mention the Knights or the captains of the guards in Houlier City. For the simple villagers and the soldiers who live here, they can knock Luge three times without hesitation. guy.
Military sanctions? Court trial? Who the hell can control a team of border scouts who don't add up to dozens of people, so they still have to go to Hollier City to file a complaint? Those old men will only pay attention to such trivial matters after eating too much.
If you hit, you hit, just like Luge bullied Lodi before, in this kind of place, big fists are the last word. It was exactly this that Rody wanted to understand before he made a bold move—although Ruge was ridiculed too much, but more of it was due to the plans that gradually took shape in Rody's heart.
The villagers gradually dispersed, and Luo Di pulled out the arrows that had been shot, feeling a little distressed in his heart—he was basically penniless now, and according to the memory of this guy named "Lodi", he still had some money It was stored in a broken house in a village not far away, but including the rest in my hand, there were a total of thirty or so copper coins.
If it wasn't for the fact that he still had food in the scout team, the money would probably be enough for him to live in the town for a month.