He doesn't want Lan Yu to surrender, but wants to subdue Lan Yu.
It seems that the results are similar, but in fact the meaning is very different.
With Zhu Ying's identity, don't Zhu Yuanzhang and Zhu Ying understand Lan Yu's choice after learning about it?
To put it bluntly, even if Zhu Ying is a fake, in this case, Lan Yu will treat her as the real thing.
From the first meeting to the present, Lan Yu has shown this characteristic. He did not question or ask about anything related to Zhu Ying, but relied solely on a rumor about Xiaoling.
And because of His Majesty's attitude, he chose to believe instantly that this was his biological nephew.
You know, when Zhu Xiongying was buried, Lan Yu watched him being sealed in a coffin and then buried in Xiaoling...
Among them, not only Lan Yu, but also the Lan family and even Chang Sheng did not raise any questions. Jin Yiwei said "His Royal Highness Changsun" and everyone believed it.
Zhu Ying naturally understood that there was no need to worry so much. All he needed was to use martial arts techniques to overwhelm Lan Yu.
Other than that, there is no other way. I can't recite a few poems to you on the spot. It's probably not much different from playing the piano to a cow.
Today's Ming Dynasty has no interest in the literati style.
Lan Yu took advantage of the wine and without any hesitation, shouted: 'Okay!'
"The martial arts arena is in the backyard. It's just a good time to have some fun and activities."
Lan Yu responded grandly, but Lan on the side frowned and shouted loudly: "Nonsense, what is your highness's status? Can you resist casually? If we bump into each other, I will use your life to fill it."
It’s useless.”
"After drinking a few sips of horse urine, I no longer know who my last name is. Could it be that I was called uncle, and I didn't know how good the day was? Sit down!"
Lan's scolding immediately made Lan Yu sober up. Only then did he realize that the person in front of him was not just his nephew, but also His Highness the Changsun of the Ming Dynasty. If he really wanted to fight against him, he might not be able to defeat him.
"Brother, let's do something artistic, or how about throwing a pot." Chang Sheng next to him said with an idea.
Hut throwing is both a etiquette and a game. It belongs to the shooting ceremony of the Six Arts of the Gentleman and is also quite popular nowadays.
Hearing this, Lan couldn't help but nodded slightly, this was not bad.
But in everyone's minds, who is Lan Yu? He grew up in a military camp, and he is a general and the top general of the Ming Dynasty. In terms of martial arts competition, how can Zhu Ying be his opponent?
Zhu Ying did not hesitate after hearing this, but said: "There should be arrow targets in the Changfu martial arts field, why use throwing pots."
"You're right. The game of throwing pots is just for a group of girls to play. How can archery be serious? If it weren't for the dark weather today, I would definitely ask His Highness to go out hunting."
When Lan Yu heard this, her eyes lit up and she said immediately. But these words made Chang Sheng a little embarrassed. In Chang Sheng's circle, pot throwing is an elegant game, but here Lan Yu sprayed it as a girly game.
Somewhat angry, Chang Sheng could only suppress his temper when facing his uncle Lan Yu.
This uncle is a real uncle. If something really upsets him, he will really hit someone.
Lan didn't object either. As long as it wasn't direct contact and there was a possibility of hurting Zhu Ying, it didn't matter much.
Everyone immediately stood up and headed towards the backyard martial arts arena.
Chang Yuchun has been practicing martial arts since he was a child. He is good at riding and shooting, and can use various weapons. After the founding of the Ming Dynasty, as a top general, Chang Yuchun's mansion occupies an extremely large area.
The martial arts arena in the Chang Mansion was much larger than Zhu Ying had imagined, and was even as long as a football field in later generations.
Next to the martial arts arena, there are several stables housing more than ten war horses.
There are several weapon racks around, with a dazzling array of weapons on them.
"Although my father has passed away, my brother and I dare not neglect these weapons. We always maintain them, including the war horses in the stables. We also take good care of them."
Seeing Zhu Ying's eyes lingering between the weapon rack and the stable, Chang Sheng quickly explained.
To a certain extent, such a large martial arts arena is a bit arrogant, but it was authorized by His Majesty at the time. Now that his father is away, Chang Sheng is afraid that Zhu Ying will misunderstand.
If someone said that such a large martial arts arena was used to raise soldiers, it would be a disaster.
Zhu Ying nodded, turned to the front left where the arrow target was, and then said, "Should I try it first?"
Zhu Ying has enough confidence in his own martial arts. In terms of one-on-one combat, there are only a few people in the world who can defeat him, and that does not include Lan Yu.
Hearing this, Lan Yu said with a smile: "Okay, let me first see how your highness's archery skills are."
In the field of archery, Lan Yu has enough confidence. Although he cannot say that he can defeat the enemy with a hundred steps, even if he can make a perfect shot in the army, his skills are quite superb and he has a place.
Now in the early Ming Dynasty, the drawing force of bows is divided into four levels: forty catties, fifty catties, sixty catties and seventy catties.
A bow with high bow power is commonly called a hard bow, and a bow with low bow power is commonly called a soft bow.
On the weapons rack, the lightest hard bow weighs seventy kilograms.
This seventy-pound hard bow was probably not used by Chang Yuchun himself. Next to this bow, there are two different bows, one weighing one hundred and twenty kilograms and the other one hundred and fifty kilograms.
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These two bows are often used by Chang Yuchun. The 120-jin bow is used to practice accuracy, and the 150-jin bow is used to practice strength.
Zhu Ying did not hesitate at all, and directly picked up the largest bow, a hundred and fifty kilograms, under the somewhat surprised eyes of everyone.
According to the description in "Tiangong Kaiwu", when making a bow, the strength of human power is regarded as the priority. The upper force can pull one hundred and twenty kilograms, and if it exceeds this, it is the strength of a tiger.
In other words, a soldier who can shoot a bow weighing more than 120 kilograms can be called a tiger general.
Zhu Ying directly picked up the one hundred and fifty kilogram bow, which made Lan Yu, Lan Shi, and Chang Sheng frown.
This is no joke. Pulling a bow that is too large can easily injure yourself and lead to dislocation, which is very normal.
"Grandson, why don't you try the smaller one first? Your grandpa is very strong, so he made it specially for him. Not many people use it at ordinary times."
Lan opened his mouth to persuade.
In order not to hurt his face, he said that he would start with the trumpet bow first, hoping that Zhu Ying would retreat before the difficulties.
After all, in Lan's eyes, Zhu Yingwei was too thin, even compared to Chang Sheng. He looked like a scholar and a scholar, with a thin body.
No matter how accurate the archery is, it is impossible to draw this strong bow with the power of a tiger.
Hearing Lan's voice, Zhu Ying held the bow in one hand and said with a smile: "It's okay, I'll give it a try. If I can't pull it open, I won't force it."
Even though Zhu Ying's tone was very confident, the three of them were still a little worried. If Zhu Ying was injured in the Chang Mansion, that would not be a good thing.
Only Ye Yueqing stood quietly without speaking, her eyes full of admiration and trust for her boss.
Others don't know how terrible the club's record is, so how can Ye Yueqing not know.
Before seeing the portrait of his boss, in Ye Yueqing's mind, his boss was more terrifying than a man-eating tiger, as powerful as a monster with three heads and six arms.
There are very strict regulations in the Chamber of Commerce's intelligence records. The data for each small battle must be very rigorous and cannot be exaggerated in any way.
The military exploits will be signed by the individual for confirmation. Once any exaggeration is found in the military exploits book, not only will the military exploits be cancelled, but you will also be held accountable.
Ye Yueqing is qualified to replace Zhao Xiangxi. As the princess of Goryeo who entered the Ming Dynasty, she is naturally a core member and is qualified to see the record of her employer.
Those horrifying achievements are almost completely different from the owner in the portrait.
Zhu Ying has no intention of pretending to be a pig and eating the tiger.
It's true that Lan Yu is a tiger, but Zhu Ying is a dragon, and his behavior has lowered his rank in vain.
When faced with doubts, the best way is to slap them directly in the face.
Zhu Ying didn't even take the arrow, but just pulled the bow string for a full moon.
The relaxed and freehand gesture immediately shocked Lan Yu and others.
Especially Lan Yu, who couldn't help but take a step forward and take a closer look.
Where does such a figure come from such terrifying power?
Lan Yu was a frequent visitor to this martial arts arena and came here often. He was very familiar with it. Naturally, he was also familiar with the 150-pound bow and had even used it many times.
Lan Yu's ultimate strength is a bow of one hundred and fifty kilograms, which will be exhausted after thirty full months.
But now, Zhu Ying can easily pull away, and even maintains the posture of the full moon, without shaking his arms at all. This is enough to prove that he can fully control this 150-pound stiff bow.
As time goes by, even just one more breath becomes too scary.
Lan Yu's eyes began to become serious.
This is no longer something that ordinary generals can achieve. Such a strong bow can directly penetrate even armor and body protection.
The most exaggerated thing was that Lan Yu looked at Zhu Ying's arms, which were a little thin compared to her own. They couldn't see the full picture under the cover of her robe, but the power contained in them was like fine iron.
The explosive power of such a figure is stronger than that of most military generals, and it is only the top scouts in the army who have it.
Looking at the still motionless state of the bow string, in terms of strength and explosiveness, Lan Yu thought to herself that she was no longer doing anything.
In other words, what my nephew said about helping me just now is really not arrogance, but a bit modest.
Seeing that Zhu Ying felt that he was almost done, he slowly closed the bowstring with a relaxed and carefree expression, giving him the feeling of lifting a weight with ease.
As Mrs. Chang Yuchun, Lan is no stranger to martial arts. At this moment, her eyes were even more shocked.
She knew very well that even her husband Chang Yuchun, known as Chang Shiwan, had never shown such superb skills when he practiced in the martial arts field every day.
No, this can no longer be described by skills, it is completely innate divine power, which is even more powerful than Chang Yuchun's innate divine power.
When the 'thin' arms were combined with such exaggerated strength, everyone felt that it was a little unreal.
Zhu Ying was also hesitant. After retracting the bowstring, he directly pulled out the arrow from the arrow pot below.
Arrow weight and bow power are related. As the bow power increases, the arrow weight also increases. If the arrow is too light, less force will be applied to the arrow when it is fired, and more force will be applied to the bow body, which will affect the life of the bow and even
Directly causing damage to the bow.
The stronger the bow, the heavier the arrows. The arrows Zhu Ying held were specially customized for this 150-pound bow.
Zhu Ying drew the bow and nocked an arrow, pulling it to the full moon in one breath, and aimed at the target sixty paces away.
The next breath, the sound of breaking through the air came, and the arrow hit the target.
Everyone turned around and saw that the arrow had already hit the target's red heart.
"Good archery skills!"
Lan Yu was not stingy and praised loudly, with a hint of seriousness deep in her eyes.
Now Lan Yu's expression has changed very obviously, including Lan's and Chang Sheng's.
There was something different in the eyes that looked at Zhu Ying.
In ancient times, personal force was very important and was the main source of security. What Zhu Ying showed could be judged by looking at a leaf.
Even the sapphires are outnumbered, which means that if Zhu Ying suddenly emerges, no one will be able to defeat him.
Especially here is the Chang Mansion. Chang Yuchun once had a strong belief in martial arts and had a great influence on his wife, brother Lan Yu, and his son. This is even more different.
"Uncle, try it."
After Zhu Ying shot an arrow, he handed the 150-pound hard bow to Lan Yu.
"good."
Not to be outdone, Lan Yu took the hard bow, drew the bow and nocked an arrow, and also shot towards the target.
It can be clearly seen from the pulling force that Lan Yu's movements are obviously more difficult than Zhu Ying's.
blow!
The arrow went straight into the target and settled on the edge of the red heart. The difference was not too big.
But Lan Yu knew in her heart that she lost.
It's not that he lost in archery. Such a fixed target is completely different from the mounted archery in the army.
Those who can usually hit the bull's-eye are considered qualified if they can achieve three-point accuracy in combat.
Lan Yu lost to Zhu Ying's powerful personal force.
Sapphire, who is 1.8 meters tall, is half a head taller than Zhu Ying. With her strong and burly figure, Zhu Ying next to her seems so thin that she could be blown over by the wind.
Even so, Lan Yu, who has been on the battlefield for a long time, wonders in his heart whether he can survive three rounds under Zhu Ying's hands, and he doesn't know.
Zhu Ying observed everyone's expressions and understood that the effect had been achieved. When he was about to strengthen it again, suddenly a servant came over to report, and a guard in Jinyi came over to convey His Majesty's oral instructions.
Everyone did not dare to neglect and hurriedly greeted him.
"His Royal Highness Changsun." Jin Yiwei bowed and saluted first when he saw Zhu Ying. Only then did everyone understand that His Majesty was sending a message to His Highness Changsun.
Zhu Ying was not surprised. In the Ming capital, his movements were basically controlled by the old man.
"Your Majesty, Your Majesty ordered that the matchlocks from the Gunpowder Department have been sent out, and your Highness can go over and inspect them," the Jin Yiwei said quickly.
Hearing this, Zhu Ying's eyes flashed with undisguised surprise.
The matchlock gun he had been looking forward to for a long time was finally developed.
With such firearms, who can stop the might of the Ming army?
If it weren't for the fact that it was getting late now and was about to get dark, Zhu Ying would have wanted to go over there and have a look.
After the Jin Yiwei left, Lan Yu saw Zhu Ying's happy expression and couldn't help but ask: "Your Highness, why is this matchlock gun, such as a firearm, able to make Your Highness so happy?"
Zhu Ying replied: "My uncle will come with me to the Gunpowder Department tomorrow and we will know."