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Chapter 810: Yuwen Chengdu's Reminder

Although Yang Guang ordered people to light some torches, the visibility was still limited, and it was still within the category of night archery. This was much more difficult than archery during the day. In addition, when shooting from a horse, you also had to avoid the opponent's attacks, so it must be at high speed.

Archery in sports requires the archer not only to have superb archery skills and keen eyes, but also to have superb horse control skills.

"Brother!" It still took some time to set up the arena. Wang Junlin walked up to Yuwen Chengdu. Yuwen Chengdu was tall and tall with a serious face. He had always given people the image of an iron-blooded general and a peerless master. Now he has appeared in front of the world.

Promoted to General Right Guard, he won the trust of Yang Guang and was one of Yang Guang's most trusted people.

Only when he saw his junior brother Wang Junlin, a knowing smile appeared on Yuwen Chengdu's face. He nodded and said, "Junior brother, I think that Turkic prince has evil intentions. You have to be careful."

"Thank you, senior brother!" Niu Zhiyuan said with a smile.

"There is also that Goguryeo man. You have to be careful about him. He is also a real master." Yuwen Chengdu was a person who could take the blow of the Spring and Autumn Envoy head-on. Both his strength and vision were beyond the comparison of ordinary masters.

Wang Junlin followed Yuwen Chengdu's gaze and looked dozens of steps away. Standing on one side was a Goguryeo boy who was checking his bow and arrows and his horse. He was wearing a black warrior robe and had cold eyes. There was no expression on his face and he ignored anyone around him.

People feel that he is just a piece of ice, a cold stone statue. This does not look like the look and expression of a young man. It is difficult to imagine what this boy has gone through.

"what is his name?"

"He is the son of Yuan Taizu. His name is Yuan Gaesumun. Everyone calls him Gaisumun. His Yuan family is the second largest family in Goguryeo, second only to the royal family Gao. There are only seventeen people in this family.

He is only 2 years old, but he can shoot a two-stone and five-stone hard bow. His father just boasted to Your Majesty that he can win lions and kill tigers. I think it is not an exaggeration. Junior brother should not underestimate the enemy."

Wang Junlin was shocked. He did not expect that the young man sent by Goguryeo to compete with them in horse riding and archery was actually Yeon Gae Suwen. Although he was surprised, he had already focused half of his attention on this young man. After all, this boy was a famous person.

, the regicide regent, became the most famous powerful minister in the history of Goguryeo. He was a powerful figure comparable to Cao Cao, and he was both civil and military. He even led the Goguryeo army and people to block the attack on Goguryeo by Emperor Taizong Li Shimin's 300,000 troops. Not to mention, he also allowed

At that time, Li Shimin's army suffered a lot of losses.

At this time, Shen Guang had personally sent over the blood-maned horse, the reduced version of the divine bow, and the dragon bird sword. This reduced version of the divine bow was picked up by Niu Zhiyuan because of its fast arrow speed and accurate shooting.

The name was Fengling Gong. Niu Zhiyuan first calmed down the excited blood-maned horse, straddled the dragon bird knife on his waist, turned on the horse, and held the Fengling Bow. At this time, a palace servant brought Niu Zhiyuan a pot of three

Ten treated arrows - arrows without arrowheads but painted with red paint.

"when!"

A bell sounded in the distance, which was a reminder to prepare. Because he was worried that the effect of the red paint would disappear, he immediately prepared to start the competition without any delay. Wang Junlin looked calm and galloped away.

Banquets and martial arts competitions are always an anticipated event. At this moment, guests from the other two side halls also came after hearing the news. More than a thousand guests gathered on both sides of the square, whispering and talking about the three archers from the Three Kingdoms.

Everyone was looking forward to the start of this Bibi riding and shooting event with high expectations.

The VIP seats have also been arranged. Dozens of couches have been set up on the steps in front of the hall. Yang Guang and Emperor Xiao are sitting in the middle. On both sides are the eldest princess Yang Lihua, the prince Yang Zhao and the king of Qi Yang Jian. On the right are

It was Goguryeo envoy Yuan Taizuo and Silla Prince Jin Guofan, who were still accompanied by Yang Xuangan, the minister of Honglu Temple. Other noble royal family members and important ministers were sitting on both sides.

'Dang!' There was a sound of cloud board knocking, and the thousand guests watching the battle fell silent for an instant. Then the sound of horse hoofbeats sounded, and three knights came galloping like lightning. In the night wind, the three shooters were all strong and heroic,

It attracted admiration from all around.

The archery competitions between the Sui Dynasty and the Turks have been experienced many times. Although this time it was night arrows and they were shooting at each other, which was different from the previous competitions, but it was more exciting.

The three people on horseback are located in a triangle, a hundred steps away from each other. After they start, the distance can be changed. As long as they are not in close contact, even if they are face to face, as long as they attack with arrows, there are also time requirements. After the sound of a hundred drums,

, when the time is up, it will not matter whether a pot of thirty arrows has been shot or not, just count the marks left by the red paint on the bodies of the three people to determine the winner or lose.

It would be fine if two people shoot each other, but the most stressful thing is when three people shoot each other at the same time. In this way, everyone has to guard against the other two at the same time, and it will be difficult to concentrate.

‘Dang!’ There was another sound of the cloud board knocking, the three archers were full of fighting spirit, and the three horses were also full of energy and eager to try.

Wang Junlin held the wind spirit bow in his hand and glanced sideways at the other two competitors. The Turkic prince Ashina Dujishi was a strong man, wearing a traditional Turkic white robe, a mud hat on his head, and leather armor on the front and back.

Belt girdle, Turkic people are already very good at riding and shooting, and he is a talented Turkic archer. He can participate in bear hunting at the age of five. He has extraordinary courage. In the Turkic archery competition, he hit a hundred hits with a hundred arrows.

He won the first place, while the second-placed divine eagle hand only hit 80 out of 100 arrows. Because of this, the Turkic Khan allowed him to command the most elite Silver Wolf King Cavalry in the Turks.

At this moment, Ashina Dojishi bit his lip tightly, holding the strong bow he brought specially from Turks, and stared sharply at Wang Junlin a hundred steps away, with a cold expression and murderous intent on his face.

Yeon Gaesumun still maintained his indifferent eyes, neither arrogant nor enthusiastic, but his eyes flickered as he stared at Wang Junlin and Ashina Dojishi, not knowing what else he was thinking. He was only seventeen years old.

But his expression is gloomy, making him feel like an old fox who has gone through many vicissitudes of life.

After knowing that Yeon Gaesumun was a powerful man comparable to Cao Cao in the history of Goguryeo, Wang Junlin paid more attention to this son than Ashina Dojishi. His eyes fell on Yeon Gaesumun's long bow.

It was a black riding bow with an arm six feet long and a string as thin as silk. In the faint light coming from the direction of the main hall, his bow arm shone with a light jade-colored crystal.

This bow cost at least five stones. Gaisu Wen had taken off his black robe, revealing a tight-fitting warrior armor with fine scales. His arms were broad and his hands were slender, as if he had the strength of a thousand pounds.

"This boy is already a master at breaking through his power at such a young age." Wang Junlin thought to himself, judging the opponent's strength.


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