The last word in the previous chapter was wrong. It was not Zhang Yu but Zhang Fu. It has been corrected.
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The vassal kings are sitting here talking, while the guards of Yan vassal in the distance are as motionless as statues.
After Zhu Di finished speaking, one of the guards, a tall and heroic young man with slender arms, walked out from the guards and strode over.
"Your Highness!"
This young man's brows are full of heroism and his words are sonorous and powerful.
"Bi, play with King Ning's warriors!" Zhu Di said in an easy-going manner to the young man named Zhang Fu, "Don't worry about winning or losing!" He then smiled at the vassal kings, "Speaking of which, he is pretty good.
This is my brother-in-law!" (Brother-in-law!)
Let's talk about the two warriors. Each went to his own mount to sort out his weapons.
Zhu Yunxi's eyes were bright, full of love for talent.
The eldest son of Zhang Yu, Zhang Fu's famous general throughout the ages and Zhu Di's confidant general, Zhang Yu died in battle in Jingnan and was granted the title of King of Hejian.
I am a hero and a good man, Zhang Fu not only shined in Jingnan, but also later conquered Annan (Vietnam) and captured the puppet king and his son of Annan Hu Dynasty who usurped the throne, making Annan once the territory of the Ming Dynasty.
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He also served as a vanguard general in Zhu Di's third, fourth, and fifth Northern Expeditions.
The Zhang family in the Yongle, Renzong, and Xuanzong dynasties were all the most distinguished military generals in the Ming Dynasty. Unfortunately, another god of war in the Ming Dynasty later had the heart of his ancestors but not the ability of his ancestors, and conquered Oara in the north. The seventy-five-year-old Zhang
Fu, died in battle in front of the battle.
Looking at the powerful figure going away, Zhu Yunxi was filled with envy. He envied Zhu Di because he had so many generals like the Zhang family and his son! In addition to the Zhang family and his son, there were also Qiu Fu, Zhu Neng, Wang Zhen and so on.
Suddenly, Zhu Yunxi had a plan in mind.
In a few days, the old man will declare himself the emperor's grandson. At that time, by order of the crown prince, he will transfer Zhu Di's generals to the capital. Wouldn't it be like cutting off his arms?
There is also the famous black-clad prime minister Yao Guangxiao, who was also transferred in because the Yingtianfu Ancient Buddha Temple still lacked an abbot.
Even if you, Zhu Di, are a fierce tiger, I will take out your teeth first and see how you bite in the future.
At this time, Ning Fan's warriors and Yan Fan's generals were ready.
Zhu Yunxi stood up and said with a smile, "The warriors of the Ming Dynasty are competing here. It is not appropriate for me to sit here while waiting for the vassal king. Dear uncles, let's go forward and have a look at the style of the men of the Ming Dynasty!"
After speaking, Zhu Yunxi took the lead and walked directly to the edge of the school field.
The competition between the two was just a competition, not a battle based on sex. The open space on the school grounds was specially used to practice riding and archery. There were erected arrow targets on both sides of the channel where the horses ran.
The warrior of the Three Guards of Aslanduoyan, with a white horse on his hip.
Zhang Fu, a general under Yan Fan, rode a majestic yellow gelding.
The two of them quickly got on their horses. The war horse sensed the fighting spirit of its master, and immediately dug its front hooves into the ground, and breathed out hot air from its nostrils.
"You come first!" Aslan glared and said to Zhang Fu.
Zhang Fu smiled proudly and did not answer him, but shouted to the guards who were setting up the arrow targets, "Good man, who the hell shoots fixed targets?"
"Yes, change the moving target!"
As soon as Zhang Fu finished speaking, Zhu Di's sons started cheering loudly, as if they were sure of victory.
"Change the target!" King Ning Zhu Quan shouted with a stinking look on his face.
I saw dozens of men guarding him dismounting from their horses, walking to the targets, kicking them down, then taking off the iron helmets on their heads, holding them with long knives and raising them above their heads.
What kind of pride and confidence is this?
The sword has no eyes, and the arrows fired by the galloping horses will hit people at the slightest mistake, not to mention that the current arrow targets are only helmets the size of heads.
"Seventeenth Uncle is mighty! The Duoyan Three Guards are well-deserved!" Zhu Yunxi praised half-heartedly.
Ning Wang Zhu Quan smiled proudly, full of pride.
At this time, there was a sudden storm on the school grounds.
The wind blows and the war flags rattle, and there is a sense of solemnity in the world.
Aslan took the lead and started galloping. The white horse was like a bolt of lightning, and the mane of the horse was flying in the wind.
The ground of the school ground is not flat, but imitates the appearance of a battlefield, with pits and pits. The knights on horseback rise and fall on the war horses, following the rhythm of the war horses, as if dancing.
The upper body is straight, leaning slightly forward, with both hands not holding the reins. The left hand is the bow and the right hand is the arrow. There is an indescribable beauty.
The horse's hooves stepped into the soil and brought up pieces.
Aslan was on horseback, with the horn bow in his hand already strung. His bow was a standard bow and arrow from the grassland people. It was not tall in order to be used easily on a war horse.
However, this kind of bow is extremely powerful in close combat. At that time, the Mongolian cavalry swept across all directions, and the mounted archers on horseback could use the horn bow to shoot the enemy on the war horse, whether they were charging or retreating. The enemy often just wanted to catch up with them,
He was shot to death by one of their arrows.
The white war horse roared out and moved forward inexorably.
Suddenly, when he was still dozens of steps away from those target helmets, Aslan instantly raised his bow and arrow like a full moon.
It's too late to say it, but it's fast then. The whole movement is so smooth and fluid that it makes people dizzy.
"Clang, clang, clang!"
On the war horse, Aslan leaned forward slightly, with the bowstring close to his face. In a few breaths, he actually fired three arrows.
No one saw the trajectory of the arrow at all, they only heard three crisp sounds and three helmets fell to the ground.
Immediately afterwards, when the war horse galloped at high speed, Aslan shot down the helmet arrow targets one by one. However, it seemed that the war horse ran too fast and actually surpassed the last arrow target.
But at this moment, the war horse Aslan turned around on his horse.
Able to draw an eagle's bow like the full moon, Aslan stood up in stirrups and looked back at the moon.
Bang! The last helmet hits the ground.
"Okay!" All the vassal kings were dazzled and cheered continuously.
"Good soldiers, good warriors!" Zhu Di looked moved and touched the sword on his body, "I will give special rewards to all warriors!"
After Aslan finished ejaculating, he rode back. When he passed by Zhang Fu, he looked at him proudly. The latter had a solemn expression on his face and spit in the palm of his hand.
Then, Zhang Fu shouted, "Drive!"
The yellow gelding was like a sharp arrow, darting out at once, non-stop, as if flying close to the ground.
The bow in Zhang Fu's hand is a heavy bow as tall as a person. This kind of bow has a long range and is very powerful. Within thirty steps, all men and horses will be killed.
It is the favorite bow and arrow used by elite Han warriors in battle. And the requirements for archers are strict. No matter whether it is cavalry or infantry, non-elite people cannot use it.
It's just that this bow and arrow are too tall and inconvenient to use on a war horse.
On the school field, the horses were galloping. Zhang Fu suddenly stood up straight on the horse. The muscles of his arms protruded, and the heavy bow was drawn into a full moon.
But now, he is still a little far away from the target.
"go!"
Suddenly, Zhang Fu shouted again.
With a strong sound of breaking through the air, the thick arrow shoots into the sky, and the arrow rotates violently, like a parabola drawn by a meteor.
"Projection?" Zhu Yunxi was confused.
At this moment, Zhang Fu, who was on horseback, shot an arrow as fast as an arrow. The first arrow was still in the air, and the second arrow followed closely.
Dang Dang Dang!
With the same three loud noises, the thrown bow and arrow hit the iron helmet accurately like a cruise missile.
And because of the huge impact of the fall, an arrow cluster actually penetrated directly into the iron helmet.
All the vassal kings were dumbfounded and shouted for magical skills.
In the blink of an eye, only the last target was left.
Zhang Fu still stood in the stirrups, holding the bow and arrow fully extended.
"break!"
With a bang, the iron helmet on the tip of the sword actually fell into pieces.
However, it was not over yet. Zhang Fu, who had shot all the helmets, took off his helmet with one hand on the galloping horse and threw it into the sky with all his strength.
Then the bow is like a shooting star, and the string is like the full moon.
With another bang, the iron helmet was in the air and was directly shot to pieces by heavy arrows.
"Beiping Zhang Fu is here!" Zhang Fu shouted from his horse, "Who dares to compete!"
Zhang Fu, I will take him under my command!
Zhu Yunxi couldn't help but be infected by such heroic spirit, and thought to himself.
The outcome was decided. Although Aslan was unparalleled in arrows, Zhang Fu was even more skilled.
The target is not weaker than the target, but is stronger than the opponent in terms of strength, and uses a heavy bow that is even more difficult to operate. Finally, there is a magic touch.
"Your Highness, you have lived up to everyone's expectations!" Zhang Fu bowed in front of Zhu Di. King Yan looked proudly and looked around, as if to say, which one of you has such a warrior under your banner?
At this moment, Prince Ning Zhu Quan brandished his riding crop and slapped the defeated Aslan head and face.
"What a waste of time? It's embarrassing!"
Aslan didn't hide or scream, he just let himself be beaten, his face and hands were covered with shocking bloodstains.
"It's better to raise you than to raise a dog..."
Ning Wang Zhu Quan was about to fight again, but someone suddenly grabbed his arm. When he looked back, he was stunned.
Zhu Yunxi took King Ning's hand and said, "Uncle Seventeen, victory or defeat is a common thing for military officers. Besides, Aslan is still honored even if he is defeated!" After saying that, he let go of King Ning, helped Aslan up with his own hands, and looked him up and down.
"Actually, you lose because you didn't do well enough!"
As he spoke, Zhu Yunxi took off his mink fur cloak and put it on Aslan. He then said, "You are good at riding and shooting. I don't have any precious swords or horses to reward you. This dress is a gift from the emperor and is a tribute from the bitter cold land of Liaodong."
Sable is worthy of being the bravest warrior on the grassland!"
"Your Highness!" Aslan spoke blunt Chinese, which made him swallow his words even more.
"Wu Wang has a love for talents?" Ning Wang Zhu Quan sneered, "It's a pity that you don't have decent talents under you, otherwise you can use this useless thing to make a lottery. Let's compare!" He said, "Not only do you have no decent talents,
Man, with a small body like King Wu, he is not very good at riding and shooting, right?"
The naughty kid didn't know the heights of the world, and Zhu Yunxi made him unable to get off the stage, so his words began to be thorny.
Zhu Yunxi turned around and said with a smile, "I'm not good at riding and shooting, but the emperor's grandfather taught me how to defeat thousands of people, so there's no need to ride and shoot." He said, smiling again, "On weekdays, I mostly practice boxing and kicking in the palace."
"Fists and kicks!" King Ning Zhu Quan said disdainfully, "I think your fists and kicks are just average!"
"Uncle Seventeen, do you want to compete?" Zhu Yunxi said with a smile, "Come, let us uncle and nephew compete. If we win, Aslan will be mine!"
"You?" After Ning Wang Zhu Quan said just now, he felt a little regretful, but now he was riding a tiger and it was difficult to get off.
Zhu Yunxi spread his hands and asked, "Uncle Seventeen, don't you dare?"
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Third update, thank you all.... Some people asked me for my address. What do you want? What do you want to do? Hum!
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This chapter has been completed!