Yang Zhi, who had already succeeded three times with the [Moqiu] shooting posture, saw more than 20 arrows flying towards him, and he shouted in his heart, 'Fuck!'
"Lili! Drive!" In desperation, Yang Zhi urged the horse to turn left and run quickly. At the same time, he made a move to hide in the stirrups.
He quickly left the stirrup with his left foot, leaving only his right foot in the stirrup. He curled his entire body on the right side of the horse, using the left side of the armored horse as a shield to protect his entire body.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Twenty-seven arrow feathers flew in, and they all landed on the ground where the maroon horse had just galloped away.
Zhao Ji, who was standing on a high hill, praised: "What a trick to hide in the stirrup! I will know it when I am twenty!"
The attendants on the left and right were flattering and flattering again, bragging about how powerful the official was...
Zhao Ji ignored the flatterers. He saw that while Yang Zhi was hiding in the stirrups on his war horse, he bent his bow and nocked an arrow, and shot out an arrow with a "whoosh"...
Behind Yang Zhi, among the personal cavalrymen who had been dropped a hundred steps away, one of them had a water gourd fastened to a bronze helmet on his head and was shot with an arrow...
Zhao Ji praised: "What a great man!"
The person who had flattered me just now learned the lesson this time and did not dare to brag about Zhao Guan's proficiency in riding and archery and his erudition. He just followed Zhao Guan's admiration and said:
"Good archery skills!"
At this time, the original thirty-man imperial cavalrymen of the Imperial City Division had been "reduced" by four, leaving twenty-six cavalrymen. They rode their horses and adopted the tactic of splitting and encircling to chase and shoot Yang Zhina.
One person and one rider...
Faced with the pursuit of twenty-six personal officers and cavalry who vowed to save face and avenge Pao Ze who had just been shot, Yang Zhi had no choice but to avoid the edge for the time being, desperately urging his horses to gallop forward, and wait for him.
Move on the opportunity, then bend your bow and arrow to fight back...
Moutuogangmu occupies an area of more than thirty miles.
Yang Zhi, who was galloping on his war horse, and the cavalrymen who were chasing after him, quickly disappeared within the sight of Zhao Ji.
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About a quarter of an hour later,
The sound of horse hooves, from far to near,
The dust is flying and the war horses are chirping.
Yang Zhi and the imperial cavalrymen, a total of twenty-seven cavalry, lined up under the high hill where Zhao Ji was standing.
At this time, Zhao Ji saw that neither Yang Zhi nor his horse had hit an arrow.
And the twenty-six imperial city ministers and cavalrymen had an arrow inserted into the water ladles fastened to the bronze helmets on their heads.
Moreover, those arrows all hit the middle part of the water ladle, which shows how strong Yang Zhi's riding and archery skills are.
Zhao Jidao: "General Yang is very capable of riding and shooting. I am very pleased.
If all the troops in the army were as capable as Yang Junshi in riding and shooting, how could we, the Song Dynasty, be afraid of the powerful barbarian enemies in the north!"
The thirty imperial cavalrymen who were defeated in the cavalry and archery competition were ashamed...
They secretly encouraged themselves: after returning home, they must work hard to practice their skills, lest when Zhao Guan's family asks me to participate in such a competition again, it will be embarrassing and I will take the extra monthly salary given by Zhao Guan's family in vain...
After Yang Zhi received the praise from Zhao Guan's family, he immediately got off his horse and kowtowed:
"Officials praise it highly, but the general will be ashamed!
If it weren't for the benevolence of the officials, in order not to hurt the general, I was ordered to wait during the competition and shoot arrows at the water gourd above the opponent's head, then the general would not be able to guarantee that neither he nor his horse would be hit by an arrow."
At this time, the thirty defeated officers and cavalry who felt humiliated suddenly developed a good impression of Yang Zhi. This black-faced soldier Yang Zhi was actually able to help them regain some face.
Zhao Ji smiled, nodded, and asked again:
"Yang Jun is good at cavalry and shooting. I wonder how he is at hand-to-hand combat on horseback?"
Yang Zhi has already felt that Zhao Guan's family is testing him. Are they going to reuse his rhythm?
Yang Zhi hurriedly replied: "When the last general was under the command of Mr. Lao Zhong, he fought with the Xixia army. The last generals were all vanguards. They rode on horses and waved maces, leading the charge forward to serve our Song army. Blaze a bloody path."
"Okay!" Zhao Ji looked around and asked, "Who dares to compete with Yang Jun to fight at hand-to-hand combat?"
"The last general, Wei Yanhan, would like to compete with Yang Jun." The person kneeling to play was none other than the Imperial City Secretary [previous commander] Wei Yanhan who was guarding Zhao Ji.
Zhao Ji knew that anyone who could be a personal officer (soldier) of the Imperial City Division would definitely be the best among special forces in the modern society before Zhao Ji traveled through time.
As for Wei Yanhan, who was able to become the first commander of the imperial city department in the Northern Song Dynasty, the memory of Song Huizong remained in Zhao Ji's mind. This man was extraordinary in martial arts, loyal and brave, and he dared to fly to block arrows for Zhao Guan's family. What's even more commendable about that kind of person is that Wei Yanhan is absolutely loyal to Zhao Guan's family, which means he has a strong political stance.
Zhao Ji can let the personal officers and cavalry compete with Yang Zhi, and it doesn't matter even if they lose. After all, the personal officers are also soldiers, and soldiers are against generals, so there is no shame in losing.
Now, [the previous commander] Wei Yanhan must have seen that his soldiers, in the riding and shooting competition, the thirty personal officers could not deal with Yang Zhi's one man and one horse. He must have been very angry. I vow to regain my face.
However, in the face of Wei Yanhan's offer, can Zhao Ji agree to let him compete with Yang Zhi?
Of course not.
If Wei Yanhan wins, it will damage Yang Zhi's self-confidence.
Based on Yang Zhi's superb riding and shooting skills, Zhao Ji wanted to promote him.
If Wei Yanhan loses to Yang Zhi in the competition, he is a general who is an official of the royal family. If he loses to Yang Zhi, a foreign general who was once a horse bandit, he will lose the face of the royal family!
Zhao Ji smiled slightly, and did not deny or affirm Wei Yanhan's initiative to challenge him. Instead, he changed the topic and instead of mentioning this matter, he said:
"My dear, if the competition ends and the best guard general around me leaves me, who will protect me?"
"Ah?!" Wei Yanhan exclaimed, and he slapped his forehead hard. His eyes turned red, and he suppressed the tears that were about to flow out of excitement.
This is the full recognition and trust of the Zhao Guan family in me, Wei Yanhan!
The Zhao Guan family has never said anything like this before!
It seems that in the hearts of the Zhao Guan family, I, Wei Yanhan, am the best in martial arts. Just now, I just wanted to save face for my defeated personal cavalry, but I did not consider what my most important responsibility is.
.If I end the game, who will protect the personal safety of Zhao Guan’s family? I, Wei Yanhan, really deserve to die!
"Bang, bang, bang!" Wei Yanhan kowtowed and said: "The general will realize his mistake! The general should not have the idea of competing with Yang Jun, and the general should do his best to protect the officials!"
Zhao Ji smiled and helped Wei Yanhan up, comforting him and saying, "It's okay. I know that I love you, you are loyal to me, and you love my country. I love you, but you can stand by my side, protecting me, and watching Yang Zhi's martial arts with me." "The general will obey the order." Wei Yanhan promised.
After he got the approval of Zhao Guan's family, he felt grateful and vowed to die.
Zhao Ji looked around at the generals accompanying him. He fixed his eyes on the chief officers of the second, third, fourth and fifth battalions of Moutuogang Pastoral Station and asked: ""
Dear military envoys, I have arrested the corrupt officials Yu and Gong in Moutuogang. The position of chief and deputy envoy is temporarily vacant. Don’t you want to make further progress?
I will identify those who are suitable for the position of envoy from among the officials in Moutuogang Pastoral Station.
You can join forces and compete with Yang Jun to test your martial arts. See if you can win with four people fighting one person?
Do you dare to fight?"
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[PS: The article about the riding skill of "hiding in stirrups" was actually recorded in the Song Dynasty. Meng Yuanlao of the Song Dynasty recorded in "Tokyo Menghua Lu: Driving to the Baojin Tower and the Troops Presenting Hundreds of Plays": "The Shen Shen Quan is also recorded
The curve is on the side of the saddle, which is called "hiding in the stirrup".]
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