Whoosh...

The arrow branch came from the bow and arrow training ground on the right. Although the surroundings were a little low, the whistling sound of the sharp arrows arrived. Tang En, David, Mithur and others immediately turned their heads to lock the position and direction of the arrow branch. Frey and some veterans on the battlefield also responded quickly, and then discovered the momentum of the sharp arrows.

However, being able to hear the sound can only mean that the sharp arrows are not far from them. As long as they are not rushed directly, it is unlikely that they can separate the crowd and rush up and cut them halfway in this neat queue.

Tang En and the others did not use their skills. They squinted their eyes and watched the rapid arrows pass through the iron fence in the training area and entered the team more than ten meters away in front. Then the marching team suddenly stopped and an uproar sounded.

"Damn, they dare to do it..."

"Damn it, fight them!"

The soldiers behind reacted a little slowly. When they looked up, they saw arrows entering the team without moving. When they saw that there was some chaos in front of them, they thought it was hurt. They suddenly became angry and the sound of weapons being out of their sheaths came one after another.

"Stop, don't be impulsive!" "Stop moving forward, stay where you are not allowed to act without authorization..."

Officers such as Frey shouted loudly at the first time, suppressing the scene and calming down the soldiers who were ready to move.

Tang En narrowed his eyes and looked at the few people running quickly in the training area, and his lips curled slightly: "Go, go and take a look." After saying that, he took a step right and walked out of the queue. David Mithur and other gray space personnel turned cold when they heard this, and then walked out.

As the team was moving, the soldiers naturally could not leave without authorization. However, the gray space was an exception. They were not from the military system, and they were also regiment-level, so there was really no one around them. After some soldiers recognized the identity of the gray space, they were even more excited to shout a lesson. David and others nodded happily.

Just as Frey suppressed his soldiers and brought a few old brothers, the current captain, to come, Tang En and the others also arrived at the scene of the incident.

Separating the crowd around, an arrow was inserted diagonally on the ground, and most of it was buried in the soil.

Seeing this, Mixiu's eyes flashed, he looked at the bow and arrow training area next to him, and snorted coldly: "Hmph, the archery technique is good."

This is the truth. The army is naturally not rushing around when moving, and there will be a spacing of several steps between each organization. This arrow branch obviously grasps this spacing, but it is easy to say, but it is much more difficult to actually do it. After all, the soldiers are always moving, and there is an iron fence in the middle to block it. The other party can predict first and pass through the gap between the fence that is only the size of a palm. This archery technique is indeed very good.

At this time, the few people in the training area also arrived at the iron fence. The man led the middle-aged man, holding a longbow in his hand, dressed in a standard leather armor: "Oh, I'm so embarrassed. His hand slipped and he couldn't control his head well... Well, no one was injured."

There is no problem with the words of apology, but it is completely different from the same thing as the unfair expression and the completely different target.

The gray-clothed soldiers outside the fence all looked ugly, but they couldn't get into trouble for a moment. Yes, anyone could tell that this was definitely not a bad person. But no matter what, the other party did not hurt anyone, and now they came over to explain and apologize in a hypocritical way, and they couldn't catch any handle.

"Don't you go fart, do your eyes grow on your butt? How dare you say this was not intentional?" David strode to the fence, poked his finger at the middle-aged man, and shouted loudly.

The middle-aged man took a step back and spread his hands, jokingly looking: "Why did this little brother say this? He said it was because his hands were slippery. And, hehe, you said I did it on purpose, but there is evidence?"

"That's right, come up with evidence... If not, don't blame us for insulting and slandering active-duty officers like the military commander..."

"Haha, I think I'll just let it go, I'm just helping the mud legs who have never seen the world..."

"Yes, let them see the instructor's magical archery skills, which is enough to praise them..."

When David attacked, the middle-aged man, who was called the instructor, stopped doing it and felt a burst of sarcasm.

With a contemptuous glance, David certainly wouldn't be so easily angered, and he spitted at the middle-aged man's feet with disdain: "Bah, I thought I had some courage, but I didn't want to be a coward who dared not recognize him."

The middle-aged instructor twitched his face, carrying his hands on his back, expressionless, just pretending that he didn't hear it, shook his head at the soldiers behind him: "Forget it, don't be as knowledgeable as them, let's go... uh?" After a pause, his half-turned body suddenly shook, looking at the coming Frey with a look of a ghost, his arms trembled slightly, and screamed in a burst of screams, "Frey, Frey?"

Frey, who arrived here, saw the arrow branches on the ground in the field, and roughly guessed what was going on. After hearing the sharp scream, he turned his head to look at the middle-aged instructor, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he looked familiar, but his name could not be called: "You are..."

"You, you are still...not dead yet!!!"

Frowning, the other party said this, obviously knowing what happened to him before, but Frey still didn't think of who the other party was. He turned around and looked at the old brothers such as Shouhou. Their feelings were basically the same, a little confused, but they all shook their heads.

After all, Frey has been away from the army for more than ten years. Except for those who have a life-long friendship like Barlow before, they can still remember it. Some people who were not familiar with him before naturally cannot remember it. However, Frey didn't care about it either. He was indeed accustomed to the incident, but now he has joined the Gray Clothes Army. The Gray Clothes Army is working with Bran, so the other party naturally cannot destroy this relationship because of him. After all, if you really make up old accounts, most people in the Gray Clothes Army have a much more serious crime than him.

After screaming, the middle-aged instructor barely suppressed the storm in his heart, stopped looking at Frey, and turned around and was about to leave. At this moment,

Tang En leaned over and pulled up the arrow branches on the ground and said calmly: "Do you want to leave now? Don't you bring your arrow branches together?" After a pause, the middle-aged instructor turned his head and curled his lips: "No, let's leave it for you."

"Haha, not bad! Leave a memorial for you and practice more if you have nothing to do..."

"Swish, it's useless to practice any more. How could these mud legs be able to practice the instructor's magical archery technique..."

Tang En ignored these clown-like soldiers and said loudly: "Luke."

"Here, boss." Luke, wearing black armor, walked out from behind with a bow and arrow on his back. He handed over the arrow branch, and Tang En patted him on the shoulder: "Give the arrow branch back to them."

"Haha, look, boss." Luke took the arrow with a smile and took off the bent bow wrapped in cloth strips on his back.

The middle-aged instructor's face changed, he turned around, first glanced at Luke, then stared at the black longbow with a look of alertness.

The Bran soldiers also reacted and their bodies suddenly tense: "You dare!" Obviously, they also realized that the other party was going to fight back, but now they are the only ones around here...

"Haha, look at you as timid as a mouse." He looked at these people with contempt. Luke grabbed the longbow and put on the arrow. "Don't worry, I'm really afraid that I'll kill you." After saying that, he adjusted his breathing and looked at the training area from a distance.

Following Luke's sight, the middle-aged instructor turned around and looked at it, and was shocked to find that it was the target position.

"Haha...hehe, what you want to do is not the target of the arrow, right?" A Bran soldier turned around and laughed twice, saying sarcastically.

"What a joke, even if you don't know, you have to have a degree... The distance is more than 200 meters. Not to mention the target of the shè, it would be good to be able to touch it."

After discovering that Luke's target seemed to be a target, these Bran soldiers all looked ridiculous. However, if you abandon the ridicule in it, what these soldiers said was true.

Although bows and arrows are also considered medium and long-range weapons, they are relatively common. A general longbow can reach up to 200 meters at most, and that is only the farthest range, not an effective range. If you only count as accurate strikes, you can usually hit the target accurately within 100 meters, and you can be said to be an archer. The middle-aged instructor's hand showed his distance of about 80 meters. But now the distance is more than 200 meters... I can't even see clearly, so why not talk about accurate strikes?

"Shut up... It's a good bow! What a pity..."

Luke held the trophy that Tang En killed the goshawks - the Flying Eagle Bow. It is no exaggeration to say that this bow is now the most valuable thing in the gray space team, even more valuable than the dagger of the Black Meteorite Iron Mother in Tang En's hand.

This middle-aged instructor has a good archery technique and naturally has a deep study of archery. He squinted his eyes and stared at the flying eagle bow in Luke's hand. A greedy look flashed by, then shook his head and sighed, looking very regretful.

"I admit that your bow has enough time, but I want to hit the target of the arrow and red heart...huh..."

Tang En raised his eyebrows and glanced at the middle-aged instructor with a deep meaning. This sentence contains not only contempt. You should know that Luke never said that he had hit the target, but the other party now limits the target to the red heart of the target. This is digging a hole for Luke without realizing it. However, although he saw the other party's intention, Tang En did not expose it. He was confident in Luke's archery skills!

After walking a few steps left and right, he stretched out his fingers and squinted his eyes to measure the situation. Luke seemed to be choosing the angle of the arrow.

"You are still shy, you are still shy, you're not afraid..."

"Is this more important? Just say it just because I'm afraid, don't waste our time here..."

"Haha, if he can hit the target of the arrow, I will call him my master..."

...

"It's better not to be good, I don't have your grandson! Open!" After glanced at him, Luke suddenly exhaled and started to stomp forward, pulling his bow like a full moon, and facing the middle-aged instructor's head, slept the strings,

Whoosh...(To be continued.)
Chapter completed!