Chapter 1544: How is your riding and shooting practice going?
In contrast, Feng Danyuan was so calm that he was almost dismissive: at this level, he could win with his eyes closed.
However, out of respect for the father-son cooperative competition, he still asked his son: "How is your riding and shooting practice?"
"Very good!" Feng Jiayu replied without hesitation, and then silently added in his heart: It's not the last place anyway.
Feng Danyuan said "hmm" and believed it.
Who would doubt his innocent son?
The game has begun.
Five schoolchildren rode ponies and rushed forward.
The martial arts training ground is very large. The distance from the starting point to the target is more than 200 feet, close to 800 meters. The shooting range of the adult's bow and arrow is about 150 meters. The old saying "a hundred steps can pierce a poplar" is almost this distance. However, that is
At the level of an expert, ordinary people will choose to shoot the arrow from fifty or sixty meters away. Whether they can hit the target or not depends purely on their personal cultivation.
Children under ten years old are weak and use small bows. They can usually shoot an arrow twenty or thirty meters away from the target, which is already very good. Children like Feng Jiayu, who is five or six years old, can shoot at a shorter distance and the range is no more than
Ten meters, otherwise it will miss the target.
This means that for children, this is mainly a test of riding skills. The shorter the time it takes to run back and forth, the more points will be awarded - after all, it is not expected that a child can hit three arrows without missing the target.
He's a little magic archer.
Outside the martial arts training ground, the prince's attendants brought tea.
Feng Danyuan took a leisurely sip and glanced at the random arrows shot by the five children.
Tsk, he was so exhausted from studying that he couldn't even hit a target. When he was five years old, he could hit the bull's-eye from thirty meters away.
Then he looked at Feng Jiayu, who was sitting next to his mother. His son, no matter how bad he was, would definitely be better than these.
At this time, His Highness King Chen had no idea that his face would be swollen when he slapped her.
The children returned to the starting point, and the elders galloped out on horseback.
His riding skills were poor, but his shooting skills were very poor. One of the parents was shooting an arrow ten meters away like a child, but missed the target.
Feng Danyuan frowned slightly and couldn't help but glance at the prince: Are civil servants at this level?
The prince was a little embarrassed: Ahem, in the future, riding and archery skills will also be added to the annual assessment. As a minister of the Yun Kingdom, I am not required to be brave and good at fighting, but how can I not have a strong body?
Feng Danyuan: Including long-distance running, the younger ones are ten miles and the older ones are five miles.
The prince's tiger body was shocked: Okay, okay... He is young, right? Then doesn't he also have to take the ten-mile long-distance running test? Ten miles...
The prince regretted that he was so bored today that he came to the Imperial Academy for a walk.
The game continues.
Luo Ye and his father Luo Helin participated.
The little fat man was a nimble little fat man. He ran first on horseback and even shot arrows without missing the target. Feng Danyuan couldn't help but take a few more glances.
When it was Luo Helin's turn, one man and one horse were far ahead. He shot the arrow a hundred meters away from the target and hit the red bull's eye.
One branch, two branches, three branches, and so on.
Like son, like father, it turns out that he is taught well at home.
"Wow! Uncle Luo is so awesome!" Feng Jiayu opened his mouth wide, his peach blossom eyes sparkling.
