Looking at Zhang Ju, who bowed his head in silence, the old archer suddenly raised his arms and shouted: "Do you know who he is? He is not a Han! He is from Horqin, the nephew of the previous generation of philosophers! You have also seen his skills! He has philosophers! Other strengths! And today, I! Don’t be quick to watch the Ministry, the first generation of Zhebuie’s tribe, to be here, justly, shoot him with an arrow and regain the title of Zhebei!”
"what!"
"He is from Horqin?"
"Or the philosophical nephew of the previous generation?"
"Didn't the previous generation Zhebie died long ago?"
"If he is from Horqin, how could he be in Mingguo?"
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The words of the old archer caused an uproar among the Mongols! The Mongols talked a lot.
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"Zhang Ju has such a background, we don't even know!"
"No wonder he is so good at archery! It turned out to be Zhebie's nephew!"
"He wouldn't be a spy?"
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There were also whispers from the Ming army. Tang Long stepped forward and whispered to Lu Bing: "Master Lu..."
Lu Bing raised his hand, interrupting Tang Long's words, and said, "Be calm and not restless, just watch the changes."
After listening to Lu Bing's words, Tang Long hesitated for a moment, and said no more.
The old archer said to Zhang Ju: "Don't you want to avenge your uncle? Don't you want to save those Han slaves? Then take your bow! Kill me!"
Zhang Ju lowered his head, closed his eyes, his mind was full of thoughts and thoughts.
But the words of the old Sagittarius seemed to burst into Zhang Ju's mind.
Today, receiving so much information, Zhang Ju was a little caught off guard.
But the words of the old archer gave Zhang Ju the best guidance, yes! Very easy to solve! Just kill him!
Zhang Ju raised his head and looked at the old shooter. There was no impulse in his eyes, only sharp eyes and suppressed anger in his eyes.
After Zhang Ju was washed with blood, his heart was transformed and reborn, his mind became tougher, and his temperament changed.
In the previous Zhang Ju, although his arrow technique was equally good, he was covered with the smell of veteran oil that was mixed up in the military town north of Daming.
Today's Zhang Ju looks like an arrow that has just been polished, and the heroic spirit is pressing.
Seeing Zhang Ju's changes, the old archer is not worried but happy!
If the words and deeds just now can ruin Zhang Ju and win easily, the old shooter will not hesitate to accept it. However, seeing Zhang Ju, whose mental outlook has improved to the next level, the old archer did not hesitate to fail in his strategy at all. On the contrary, he was happier in his heart!
Today's Zhang Ju is no longer only philosophical techniques, no philosophical tolerance. Today's Zhang Ju is the real philosopher-level archer!
Fighting against this kind of philosopher can win more arrogantly, can change his name and put the crown of philosopher on his head!
"Come on!" The old archer hung a quiver around his waist and back, and then drew a long arrow from the quiver around his waist. Zhang, arrogant.
Zhang Ju also has bright eyes and sharp eyes, and his upright posture is like a long arrow soaring into the sky!
Lu Bing sent someone to Zhang Ju to send two full quiver sacs. Zhang Ju, like an old archer, hung the quiver around his back and waist, and then drew out a long arrow with his iron arms bent like a moon!
The two men faced each other with an imposing imposing manner, and the two armies tens of thousands of people were silent.
A faint breeze rolled up a blade of grass, tumbling and spinning in the air, with a little dark red on it, and it was blood stains from someone.
The grass blades were lifted by the breeze and rose into the air, swaying leisurely.
The blade of grass gradually approached the center of the two people's eyes, and instantly cut off the two people's eyes!
At the same time, the blade of grass was hit by two long arrows at the same time. The sharp blade cut the blade of grass and shattered it!
The two ran wildly in circles, but their upper bodies did not move. The arrows swished and flew horizontally between the two, sometimes making the sound of arrows colliding!
At this time, the two of them only have each other in their eyes. Archery is like a mechanical action, precise and fast!
The two faced each other, ran wildly for two laps, used up a full quiver, and then stopped!
The old archer's headband was shot off, his gray hair was scattered, there were multiple holes in his clothes, and some even oozing blood stains.
But the old archer didn't care at all, his eyes were full of enthusiasm and excitement!
As for Zhang Ju's face, a trace of blood was left behind, the same ragged clothes, especially a bloody mouth under the armpit, the flesh turned out!
The old archer seemed youthful and shouted: "Fun! Fun! Since your uncle's death, no one has been able to compete with me in archery! Boy, you are stronger than your uncle back then!"
Zhang Ju was also excited at this time, and first shouted: "Come again!"
"Good!" The old archer was not polite at all, and shot an arrow!
At this time, the two of them no longer circled the circle, and they all tried their best, tossing and turning, looking forward and suddenly behind.
Flat shot, projectile, back shot, high shot...
The two soldiers and horses present didn't even hold their breath, and they all saw the death line of their lives.
A cent and a cent are life and death within a short distance.
Zhang Ju twisted his waist and dodges an arrow that was shot at his lower abdomen. At the same time, he let go of the arrow. Without waiting to see the result, he turned and lowered his head and flashed a long arrow that shot to the neck. At the same time, the other arrow was already on the string. Go up, chasing the previous arrow and shoot it towards the old archer's waist and abdomen.
And the old archer is also unambiguous, first flashing a series of arrows, then brushing three consecutive shots, and then coloring.
The speed of their hands made the quiver empty in a blink of an eye.
Zhang Ju kept counting silently, and when there were only nine arrows left in his quiver, he grabbed two at the same time! This is exactly what he showed in front of Lu Bing, learning from the multi-arrow volley shooting skills of the Daming archer!
Mongolian archers, because they practice more riding and shooting, they emphasize stability. Moreover, it is not easy to build arrows, especially iron arrows, because they are scarce because of lack of materials. Therefore, the Mongolian archer's style pays attention to accurate head, practicality, and perfect arrow! Therefore, Mongolian archers train more fast archery, pay attention to continuous arrows, one by one, one target by one.
As for the archers of Ming Dynasty, because there is no shortage of materials and most of them fight on foot, the Han people have always pursued comprehensiveness, even flower work! Therefore, a variety of dazzling skills have been invented, and this time shooting multiple arrows is one of the most difficult of the dazzling skills of the Ming archer.
This method is famous among the archers in the army of Ming Dynasty, and it is also reflected in the performances of running the rivers and lakes.
Two volleys are called stalks, three volleys are called Kaitai, and four volleys are called four seasons.
But because this method is difficult to guarantee the accuracy of the head, so in the military, it is not very important, but it can be used to show the superb technique when showing off.
However, this technique fell into the hands of Zhang Ju, who was trained by his mother with the training secret passed down through the generations by the Horqin people, and it can be said to shine.
The Horqin people’s unique training method for archers is that they are trained in every generation, and they are hailed as "eagle archers" by the Mongols.