Warrior in Turbulent Han Dynasty

Chapter 57: trust

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There is a breeze in the air. But it is not only the wind that can shake the sharp arrow, but mainly the human heart.

If you feel that something is wrong and against your will, you will not be so decisive in doing it. For Guo Shao, the most effective way to boost his confidence is to be open-minded. He can barely be considered a fierce general in the army, but when shooting arrows, behind the violent bow pulling, there is indeed a delicate heart, even sensitive; without this sensitivity, how can you find the sense of the target without precise aiming equipment

The slightest emotional fluctuation would affect the accuracy. He was not confident that he could throw a dart within a few steps, but that he could accurately hit a small target with a simple instrument within dozens of steps.

Suddenly someone said something and all the generals looked at him sideways.

Before Guo Shao had time to look, he recognized that it was his second brother Yang Biao. When Yang Biao saw Guo Shao turned his head, he said: I will ride down with my hat on and take that road. Big brother, shoot my hat.

Everyone was in an uproar, looking at Yang Biao, they saw a horse-faced man, shorter than Shi Yan, but with a fierce face, he was not a good guy. Maybe a kind and smiling man could stab someone in the back, maybe a handsome man could be vicious, and a fierce man, Yang Biao, who had threatened to avenge his own people in battle, would ask to risk his life.

Everyone was so surprised that they noticed the entourage around Guo Shao for a moment.

The second brother, Lian Guo Shao, was quite surprised and frowned, saying, "I will not aim my weapon at my brothers."

Yang Biao had a serious look on his face at first, but then he started to laugh, and his laugh seemed very relaxed: Big brother's weapon was not aimed at his brothers, but at his hats.

It was just a simple sentence. Yang Biao was always the meanest. Don't expect him to say something nice. As long as he didn't use foul language to curse people, he was being polite. There were some things Yang Biao couldn't say, and they were not kind. But Guo Shao had tasted more meaning from his smile and words.

At this time, Zuo You stood up and said: Guo Lang, Yang Biao believes in your archery skills, just as he believes in your sincerity towards his brother. But Yang Biao is your right-hand man, a rare loyal brother, and he is more useful to the lord; and Zuo is just a scholar, weak and powerless, and has read a few books and learned a few words, but he still hasn't read the history books. People like Zuo are small officials in Kaifeng Prefecture, and it is not a pity to kill them. Besides, Marshal Shi should like military generals more than Zuo. I will go and let Marshal Shi see that scholars are not all cowards, weak in strength, but not in bones.

Zuo You spoke eloquently. After his speech, the generals on the city wall were stunned for a moment. Suddenly, someone under the city wall shouted: "Well said!" Only then did the onlookers echo and cheer.

When Zuo You looked over in the direction of the voice, he saw a crowd of people making a fuss, but he had no idea who had said those moving words at the beginning that sounded as if they were spoken by a soulmate.

Unexpectedly, Yang Biao suddenly said something that seemed to pour cold water on Zuo You's generous mood: "After all this talk, you seem to be going to die. Do you think that Big Brother will shoot you to death with one arrow?"

At this moment, Luo Er suddenly stood up, puffed out his chest and said: "Let me, Old Luo, go." He seemed a little hesitant, but seeing Yang Biao and Zuo You like this, he couldn't help but rush forward to die. At this time, he seemed to have forgotten his wife's teachings.

Guo Shao did not comment and turned to look at Shi Yanchao, but unexpectedly Shi Yanchao did not have any intention of stopping him.

It has come to this and Shi Yanchao has no intention of giving any way out. It seems that this guy has become so stubborn that he will never admit his mistakes even if he is beaten to death, so he must hold on and stick to the end.

Seeing this, Yang Biao turned around and left without saying anything. Yang Biao was also a person who refused to admit defeat. He looked very angry and very dissatisfied with Shi Yanchao. After a while, he walked down the wall, led a military horse and turned over, and then rode his horse towards the city gate.

In a short moment, Guo Shao also felt that he should not let Yang Biao down.

How many times in the battle, at any moment, he could be stabbed to death by the enemy soldiers, at any moment, he could lose his life, and he had to fight with his head on his shoulders. He had come through so many times, and he was still afraid that he would not be able to shoot Yang Biao's hat. Yang Biao wanted to take this gamble, and Guo Shao was also very angry, and wanted to vent his anger.

At this time, Yang Biao had already left the city gate. Guo Shao shouted angrily: "Second brother, if I shoot you to death, I will pay you with my life."

Guo Shao stopped hesitating, his mind was clear, he took a deep breath and focused his attention. He hit the target with one shot, and if he missed, his brother would die. Guo Shao felt a lot of pressure in his heart.

He closed his eyes slightly and silently recited, stretched out the back of his hand to face the wind, feeling the cool breeze of autumn. With the cool breeze, the weather will become colder and colder. From this coolness, he silently remembered the lightness of the touch on the back of his hand.

Guo Shao suddenly widened his eyes, tensed his muscles, put the arrow on the string, stretched his arms while raising the bow, and drew the bow calmly and took aim.

You can't be impatient, nor can you be careless. You can't be too hasty when aiming, you have to see clearly, but you can't hold the string for too long, as a slight exhaustion will affect your stability. Guo Shao's hands were as strong and stable as iron pliers, and he didn't move.

The wind was light, and he let go of the bowstring at the most appropriate moment based on his intuition, without thinking about anything.

A moment after the sharp arrow whizzed away, Yang Biao turned his head on his horse and laughed at the wall: "Brother, you have to compensate me for my helmet!"

Luo Mengzi was so happy that he danced with joy and shouted to the bottom of the city wall: "You just shot the hat! My second brother is riding a horse!"

After hearing this, the soldiers all breathed a sigh of relief and immediately cheered loudly. Guo Shao breathed a sigh of relief and calmly handed the bow back to the general next to him. Shi Yanchao had nothing to say, and nodded in praise: You brothers are heroes.

Guo Shao did not agree, nor did he say anything to embarrass Shi Yanchao, but remained silent. After all, Shi Yanchao had a high prestige in the Imperial Guards Department and was a superior, so Guo Shao did not want to offend him just to vent his anger.

A group of people came down from the city wall, and Shi Yanchao had to go to inspect other places. Guo Shao suddenly lost interest in this matter, said goodbye halfway, and left Chenzhou Gate with a few brothers.

Guo Shao was so nervous that he became absent-minded. He rode with a few people for a while, and when he looked back, he suddenly lost sight of Zuo You. He asked, "Where is Zuo You?"

Yang Biao said: He just left.

Guo Shao was silent for a while and said: Brothers are often not friends, but friends are often like brothers.

Perhaps Yang Biao and Luo Er's initial and most direct thought was that they could succeed by following their eldest brother, but it was not easy for everyone to establish such extreme trust.