Chapter 113 (1/2)

Lost?

Wei Luo was slightly surprised. Wurong people grew up on horseback. It's said that they began to learn to ride horses when they were five years old. They are good at all riding skills. Even women can ride horses on the grassland. It's not a shame that Zhao Zhang lost to them, but listen to Zhao Liuli, it seems that this game should not have been lost.

What happened?

Wei Luo wanted to ask her what happened. Seeing emperor Chongzhen on the other side, he didn't look very well. After a pause, he still didn't ask.

It's time for game three.

This competition is more than riding and shooting. Although there are three people in each team, the main match is between Zhao Xuan and WAN Ji. The rules of the game are that everyone runs around the training ground on a horse, and there are palace people flying sparrows outside the field. Which team has the most shots, which team is the winner. Because in the first two matches, Liang and Wurong drew. It was because this match was very important. Everyone's eyes were on them. Even Wei Luo and Zhao Liuli in the stands were nervous.

The cowhide drum outside was knocked ”Dong Dong”, a warrior of Wurong was the first to play.

Two quarter of an hour later, Liang and Wurong shot 15 and 18 sparrows respectively. The rest of them were Zhao Xuan and WAN Ji Zhen.

Wan Qiaozhen rode out on a high black horse. He wore a Hu suit embroidered with ten thousand characters on the right. His shoulders were wide and his back was broad, and he was majestic. He raised his right hand and pasted it on his left chest, saluted emperor Chongzhen and Emperor Wurong in the stands, then clenched the reins, shouted ”drive” with great pride, and rushed out like an arrow leaving the strings -

at the same time, dozens of birds were set aside by the palace people, and rushed to the sky, passing over the real head.

When Wan Qiaozhen drew an arrow and set up a bow, his movements were as smooth as running clouds and flowing water. He aimed at a sparrow and shot it out. The sparrow's arrow fell on the ground. He didn't even look at it. Then he shot the second and third Almost no empty shot, a hundred hits!

The palace people were stunned to count: ”14, 15, 16...”

When he came back from a round of practice, he shot 21 sparrows in all! Plus the 18 shot by Wurong people above, they calculated in their hearts and couldn't help but pinching a sweat for Zhao Xuan. If Liang wants to win, he must shoot at least twenty-five. But just now, the speed of wanjizhen's archery almost did not stop. Can Zhao Yu be faster than him?

Even emperor Chongzhen frowned.

Looking in the direction of Zhao Yu in Wei Luo Dynasty, she said that she didn't worry about it. Although she wanted him to win, she didn't want him to have too much pressure. It's about participation. He just has to try his best.

On the contrary, Zhao Yu didn't look worried at all. He was still as calm as before. When Wan Qiaozhen gave him a meaningful look, he just swept by, his face didn't even change, and drove the horse to the starting place. Zhao Xuan seemed to feel something. He looked towards Wei Luo. Because it was too far away, Wei Luo could not see what his expression was. He quickly took back his sight and rushed into the practice arena with the drum sound.

His body is tall and long, and he looks more upright when riding on the horse. The black and green embroidered gold dark pattern robe is flying in the wind, mixed with a gust of wind. The whole person is like a scabbard sword, delicate and sharp. It's enough to be pleasant to watch. The people in the stands lost their minds for a moment, but when they regained their minds, they saw him draw two golden servant girls' good arrows from the quiver, put them on the angle bow, and pull the bowstring all over the sky -

everyone took a breath of cold air. Is Jingwang going to shoot two arrows together? Even if the target is still life, it's a sparrow flying in mid air!

Before everyone had any doubt, Zhao Xuan's arrow had been shot out, Shao Qing, two sparrows fell straight from the air.

Zhao Xuan did not stop. He took out two golden maids from the quiver again and shot two sparrows separately.

Emperor Wurong in the grandstand opened his mouth in amazement, which was inconceivable. It's even if there's a hundred strikes and a hundred hits, but there are two arrows in one shot. Do you know that Zhao Yu and sparrow are both moving? Is this king Jing immortal? Eight years ago, Wu Rong's army was defeated. Eight years later, it was so powerful! It should be said that emperor Wurong still had the idea of defeating Zhao Yu at the beginning, but he was devastated and convinced by Zhao Yu.

Zhao Xuan took out three golden maids and aimed them at the last three sparrows in the air. Let go.

”Thirty five, thirty-six, thirty-seven!” cried the palace man

Wanji's face is really black and blue. It's very colorful.

There is no doubt that the riding and shooting competition was won by Liang.

Zhao Liuli was shocked at the sight. From the beginning to the end, his body was straight and his eyes were wide open, for fear of missing a little bit. Zhao Xuan turns the situation around and wins. She shakes Wei Luo's arm happily. ”My brother is so powerful.”

Wei Luo also thinks Zhao Yu is very powerful, but she is embarrassed to show it too clearly. After all, Emperor Chongzhen and empress Chen are there. She should be more reserved. But she really thinks Zhao Yu is so handsome, so she wants to go up and hug him. At the same time, she also has a strong sense of pride. This is her man, isn't it powerful?Laogong stands in the stands to announce the results of the riding and shooting competition, the first archery, the second archery, Wurong, and the third archery. According to the rule of two wins in three games, Liang is the winner of this competition.

Emperor Wurong was willing to give in, stood up and saluted emperor Chongzhen, saying, ”if there are many talented people in Daliang, who are good at literature and martial arts, I, the warrior of Wurong, would like to bow down.”

Emperor Chongzhen said politely, but the pride in his eyes could not be concealed.

*There is another main purpose of Wurong people's coming to the Central Plains this time, which is to make peace with their relatives.