Nangong Chen's expression was a little stiff. Looking at the bloody arrow on the flagpole, Han Yue Qiongying was simply not human. Now he suspected that Wu Xin's archery skills were probably taught by Han Yue Qiongying.
"Sister, how did you do it?" Qingjun was dumbfounded.
The arrow was so powerful that it was still nailed to the flagpole after killing two phantom birds. The flagpole was so thin and blocked by the phantom birds, how could it hit it?
"You can do it after ten or eight years of practice," Qiong Ying said.
"Ten or eight years? That means you started practicing at least when you were four years old?" Qingjun said with a look of disbelief.
"I've got you guessing." Qiongying smiled. She had indeed been exposed to bow and arrow since she was four years old. Of course, it was impossible to practice for ten or eight consecutive years, and she didn't have that time.
"Isn't it? Have you really been practicing for ten or eight years?" Qingjun was extremely shocked, but he had never seen her practice anything, let alone practice archery.
Qiongying smiled and said nothing.
"Then I'll just practice. It'll be enough to reach Wuxin's level." Qingjun blinked, picked up the bow and arrow, found the target, and released the arrow.
Listening to the conversation between the two, Nangong Chen and Jing Ao looked at each other in confusion. Aren't these two siblings? How could the younger brother not know how good his elder sister's archery skills were?
After an unknown number of arrows, finally, with a swish sound, the arrow passed by the phantom bird and wiped off a feather. The feather floated in the air for a long time and did not fall down.
"You waste more than ten arrows just to hit a feather. You can't teach a child." Qiongying shook his head and chuckled.
"It must be a matter of talent. It's called using strengths to avoid weaknesses, so I won't practice anymore." Qingjun threw the bow and arrow in frustration.
Below the city, there was a loud bang, and the city tower shook again, almost breaking apart.
"Qingjun, go back with Jiangxue later." Qiongying said.
"Why?" Qingjun looked at her puzzled. He spent a lot of time yesterday to get her to agree to allow him to come.
"This tower is about to collapse."
"It doesn't matter, I won't fall to death. In short, if I don't leave, I won't cause you any trouble." Qingjun said stubbornly.
Qiongying said nothing, frowned slightly, and looked at the distance outside the city.
At the city gate, the sky was dark and the earth was dark, and we met with swords and swords, charging and killing repeatedly.
The beast opened its bloody mouth and tore at the enemy. The soldiers seemed to be red-eyed and did not dare to pause for a moment, for fear that the enemy's sword would be swung at them.
Jinli's army suffered heavy casualties, and the East Vietnamese army pressed forward step by step and was about to reach the city gate.
Nangong Chen frowned, Han Yue Qiongying was still chatting and laughing, but he didn't send anyone to fight, it was like risking his life with his army.
Jing Ao looked at the black knights in the city and said, "Wuxin, your black knights are not here to show off, are they?"
Wuxin looked cold, took out the token, and threw a small black flag into the city, "The Black Riding Order is here, fight!"
"Got the order!" The man in black at the head took the black flag, led the black cavalry, and rushed towards the city gate.
Stomping, rapid sound of horse hooves, billowing smoke, like a black iron dragon soaring, majestic and invincible.
With the sword raised and lowered, the black black iron sword chopped off heads one by one, pierced the hearts, and was stained with blood.
The horses' hooves trampled over the corpses and living people, and like arrows, they flew towards the center of the enemy's formation, unstoppable.
Suddenly, the enemy's formation was in chaos and a melee broke out.
"Protect His Highness the Crown Prince!" Luo Cheng said sternly, with a majestic and domineering air. When he saw the black-clothed knight rushing out, he was both angry and passionate.
I am angry because I underestimated Yancheng, and I am passionate because I have not encountered such a fierce battle for a long time.