"Lang Jun's perfect shot!"

Zhao Zhong cheered when he saw Zhao Yue hitting ten of his shots.

Tian Qi looked at Zhao Yue with a complicated face and said: "Young Marshal is a great shooter. He really has the demeanor of the Marshal back then."

At this time, Zhou Hu no longer looked arrogant as before. He was upright, bowed respectfully to Zhao Yue, and said: "The young commander's shooting skills are unparalleled, and the tiger is no match."

"Hahaha~"

Zhao Yue laughed loudly, threw the bow to Zhao Zhong, and said with a smile: "You hit ten out of ten, and I hit ten out of ten. In this round, we are considered a tie!"

This art of bow and arrow really requires talent.

Coupled with the guidance of professionals and his own hard work, Zhao Yue's archery level has also increased rapidly.

certainly...

I can only compete with these short people.

Five feet away is less than twenty meters. Shooting wood at such a close distance and hitting ten out of ten is nothing.

Etiquette, music, shooting, imperial control, calligraphy, and numbers.

These are the six arts of the gentleman, among which calligraphy and arithmetic are small arts, which are elementary courses; etiquette, music, archery, and imperialism are great arts, which are advanced courses.

Since it is the Six Arts of a Gentleman, it is what a gentleman learns. People with refugee backgrounds like these have little contact with them on weekdays.

After all, the price of a good bow is not something these people can afford.

They were able to reach this level in just a few days, especially Zhou Hu, who had mastered the superb archery skills of shooting ten out of ten in just a few days. This only shows that he is talented in archery.

It's normal to win against these people.

Failure to win is called shame.

But anyway...

The status of archers has been very high since ancient times. In the army, if you have superb shooting skills, you will naturally be recognized by the army's sergeants.

Before, they were still a little unfamiliar with Zhao Yue, or looked down upon him, but now, they no longer have such thoughts.

My young commander is different from those playboys who only know how to flirt with women from good families.

My young commander is really capable!

"How can this be considered a tie?"

Zhou Hu's attitude was very humble.

"Although I hit 10 out of 10 shots, my arrows were slow and took a long time to aim. Even though I hit the target, three or four arrows almost missed the tree trunk. However, the arrows shot by the young marshal almost missed the mark.

They are all in the center of the tree trunk. If we really talk about it, the lower part will naturally lose."

Zhou Hu is very magnanimous.

Even with the temptation of gold cakes and armor, he remained motionless.

If you win, you win, if you lose, you lose, that's all.

"When we made the rules just now, we said that if we shoot wood, we should hit the target ten times out of ten, and we didn't say that we should shoot in the middle."

Zhao Yue stepped forward and patted Zhou Hu on the shoulder.

This guy has a big frame, but he doesn't look strong because of his poor food.

However, Zhao Yue made a visual inspection and found that if this guy was well fed and fed for a few months, he must be a strong man, not much inferior to his brother Zhao Sheng.

"Although it's a tie, you still haven't lost to me. I won't give you the reward you deserve. Don't worry."

after.

Zhao Yue turned around and looked at the new soldiers who had become as honest as quails, and said with a smile: "From today on, you are my soldiers. Since you are my soldiers, you should also know what kind of person your commander-in-chief is."

Hua Hua Hua~

Zhao Yue kicked over the five baht coins in the first box, and countless coins flowed down like a tide, making the soldiers' eyes wide open.

"The purpose of being a soldier and fighting is nothing more than to survive, to survive better, to have enough food and clothing, to marry an aunt, to start a family, and to start a family. If you are lucky and have some skills, you may not be able to become a general and make a name for yourself, but?"

"good."

Someone below immediately resonated.

"We came here to drive for the young commander, just to get ahead."

"That's right, I'm here to protect my mother from being bullied!"

"I came here to work hard to save my wife's capital, so that I can marry my neighbor's weaver girl in the future!"

....

The people below were all talking nonsense.

They are living beings, and everyone has their own wishes and demands.

And Zhao Yue wanted to take advantage of their wishes and work harder for him!

"Whether it's to get a wife or to be rich, as long as you work under me, you will have a chance to achieve it, but... you need to fight for these with your blood, flesh, and life!"

With a bang, Zhao Yue kicked over the second box, and the gold cakes were scattered on the floor, making the new recruits' breathing become rapid.

"Do you want gold cakes?"

The soldiers looked at Zhao Yue, and their attention was immediately attracted by the gold cakes scattered on the ground.

"Of course we did!"

"good!"

Zhao Yue laughed and said: "Not to mention you, it's me. After seeing these gold cakes, I also want them. With these gold cakes, not to mention one aunt, I can marry three or four aunts. When the baby is born,

He has more than a dozen sons, who are the envy of fellow villagers!"

Zhao Yue finally picked up the Mingguang Armor.

Good guy~

It really weighs dozens of kilograms!

If Zhao Yue had not been exercising for many days, although he could hold the armor weighing dozens of kilograms before, it would never take long. Even if he could hold it for a long time, he would still be breathing heavily and look miserable.

Now Zhao Yue is holding this armor weighing dozens of kilograms. Although there is some pressure, the pressure is not that great.

"Although Zhou Hu didn't beat me in the competition with me, he didn't lose to me, so he gave him half of the reward. The gold cake and the five baht money were gone. But I still want to give him this armor.

."

Zhao Yue raised the armor in front of Zhou Hu.

"Do you like this armor?"

Zhou Hu cried with joy!

Originally, in his opinion, if he didn't defeat Zhao Yue, he definitely didn't have this gold cake armor.

result...

In the end, the young marshal actually gave it back to him!

The gratitude towards Zhao Yue almost surged like a spring in Zhou Hu's heart.

"My subordinates like it. Thank you very much, Young Marshal. Thank you, Young Marshal!"

Zhou Hu knelt down directly, kowtowed to Zhao Yue three times, and then bowed to Zhao Yue.

"Get up."

Zhao Yue pulled Zhou Hu up and said with a smile: "If you want to repay your kindness, just kill more enemies for me on the battlefield in the future. If you kneel down and kowtow, what kind of repayment is that?"

"My subordinates will definitely repay the young commander's kindness. I will go up the mountain of swords and the sea of ​​fire for the young commander, and kill many enemies!"

"Okay, okay!"

Zhao Yue patted Zhou Hu on the shoulder and said with a smile: "Put it on and take a look."

Zhou Hu's face flushed with excitement. He didn't care and immediately started to put on his armor.

As for the Mingguang Armor, it is quite troublesome to put it on.

Steel shoes, greaves, leg armor, chain armor, skirt armor, chest plate armor, shoulder armor, arm armor, armpit armor, wrist armor, elbow armor...

They were put on one by one, and Zhou Hu, who was originally thin, immediately turned into a warrior wearing armor.

He does look a bit like a general.

"how?"

Zhao Yue looked at Zhou Hu with a smile.

"Young Marshal Qi, it feels so good! I feel like I can fight one against ten, and I can rush in and out seven even if I rush into a crowd!"

He waved his limbs. Although the armor was heavy, Zhou Hu didn't feel tired at all. He was so excited now.
Chapter completed!