The cold wind was biting, and Li Xiang looked around blankly, wondering how he had gone from another cold world to another in the blink of an eye.
The surrounding area was a wilderness, a real wilderness, full of yellow sand and no green at all. It was even more desolate than where they were in another world.
"The first phase of training begins!"
The voice of the system sounded in my mind: "The first training session, archery training!
Please hit the target a hundred times in one day!"
A silver-white long bow floated in front of Li Xiang. The bow was engraved with various patterns. The bow string was very thin, and there was a bag of arrow feathers hanging on the side.
Thirty paces away, the six-foot-tall target is as big as an ordinary target.
"One hundred times." Li Xiang stretched out his hand and took the long bow into his hand: "Three hundred times, wouldn't it break his arm?"
The arrow feather bag has a rope that can be hung on the back. He can draw a long arrow and aim it at a target thirty steps away. Shooting a hundred arrows is also a challenge for him. Shooting a long arrow a dozen times is fine, but his arm will be weak after a few dozen times.
No, let alone a hundred times.
But this is training.
He put the arrow feathers on the bow and pulled slightly, but the long bow did not move at all. Li Xiang used 30% of his strength and the long bow was stretched a little, but it was not enough to shoot a long arrow.
Using 50% of the strength was still not enough, so Li Xiang continued to increase his strength. When he used 80% of the strength, it was close to full strength, and the long bow was finally drawn to an arc that could shoot an arrow.
boom!
The long bow made a dull sound, and the arrow feathers flew out, hitting the target thirty steps away. If Li Xiang still couldn't hit the target thirty steps away, wouldn't his more than ten years of training be all fake?
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Now it is easy to hit the target, but it is difficult to draw the bow. The bow is very hard and requires a lot of strength. Now he can barely shoot the long arrow.
He took a steady breath and continued to draw the bow and arrow. Li Xiang didn't notice that the wind around him seemed to get stronger. With a bang, the long arrow was shot out and a strong wind blew. The last time Li Xiang used all his strength, the strong wind still deflected the long arrow a little.
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Li Xiang ignored the strong wind and continued to use all his strength to shoot the long arrow in his hand. The strong wind continued to blow, but it still failed to blow down the long arrow.
Li Xiang shot long arrows one after another, and his arms began to feel sore, as if he was really training.
While he was shooting arrows with all his strength, he told himself that this was just a training exercise, no matter how he trained, the soreness in his arms was fake, and so was the exhaustion.
He can continue to train, in order to become stronger, in order to live up to the high expectations of Li Yi and his group, in order to return to Daqian, in order to meet again
Li Xiang used all his strength to shoot one arrow after another, and the long arrow hit the target accurately. At first, he kept shooting one arrow for ten seconds. After shooting ten arrows in a row, his strength was very exhausted, and then he shot one arrow every few minutes.
Li Xiang would rather go slower. He wants every arrow to hit the target, otherwise it will be a waste of energy.
The five people outside were busy with their own affairs. They couldn't figure out what Li Xiang was doing in the military camp. They had a lot to do. After the mill was built, they still needed to dig a few holes and put the internal organs in to see if they could be used again.
Catch some prey.
If there is enough food, they can recruit more tribesmen and speed up their development. What they lack most now is population.
The combat effectiveness in the Dark Age was too weak, and they needed to speed up the transition to the next era so that they could build an army.
In the illusory space, Li Xiang put down his trembling hands. There was a long arrow stuck on the target in the distance. One hundred long arrows were finally shot.
"waste!"
Just when Li Xiang was happy and excited that he had shot a hundred long arrows, an indifferent voice sounded from the side. He turned around and saw that he was a head taller than him, wearing linen clothes, with sword-shaped eyebrows and starry eyes, and he looked heroic.
An extraordinary big man, holding a somewhat strange weapon.
"It actually took four hours to shoot one hundred arrows!"
The big man said that he put the weapon in his hand firmly on the ground, stretched out his hand, and the long bow in Li Xiang's hand flew out and fell into the big man's hand.
Giggle
The long bow was easily fully drawn, and an arrow was shot out, shattering the target thirty steps away. The speed of the long arrow remained unchanged, and it continued to fly forward until it disappeared.
Li Xiang looked straight. He couldn't draw the long bow to full even with all his strength. This man could easily draw the long bow to full.
The big man will put down: "In the next three years, you will be trained by me here!"
Li Xiang thought wildly in his mind. Could it be that the person in front of him was Marquis Wen, the flying general Lu Bu?
"You are Lu Bu"
There was a bit of respect in Xiang Li's voice. The one he inherited was Lu Bu, so he had to be respectful no matter what.
The big man shook his head: "No, I was just a personal guard of the general back then. If you want to meet the general, you need to go through nine trainings. At the end, you will meet the general!"
Time is of the essence, let’s start training!”
The big man walked up to Li Xiang and slapped Li Xiang on the shoulder. The huge force came and made Li Xiang a little unsteady. The big man shook his head: "Being a general, even a Confucian general requires martial arts. You can't do it now."
Steady, from today onwards, squat for an hour and a half every day."
When Li Xiang heard that he had to squat for an hour and a half, he felt a little guilty: "Well, didn't you say that time is tight? How about changing the time of the horse step to half an hour?"
What Li Xiang fears most is squatting on horseback. He can hardly squat for half an hour, let alone an hour and a half!
The big man looked at him coldly: "I'm not negotiating with you. I need to lay a solid foundation for you within three years. I only have three years, and you only have three years.
If the foundation is not laid well, the results of subsequent training will be greatly reduced. If you don’t want to become stronger, then that’s up to you!”
"I'll practice!" Li Xiang's face turned serious when he heard the big man's words. This was an opportunity for him.
The big man nodded: "In three years, I will lay the foundation for you. On the battlefield, if your steps are unsteady, how to deal with the enemy.
You need to learn some archery, equestrian skills, sword skills, sword skills, basic halberd skills, etc.
Among them, the archery training requires two hundred arrows per day, the equestrian skills require two hours of galloping, the sword skills and sword skills require a total of four hours, and the remaining time is the halberd skill training, where you need to fight me one day every seven days!"
There was no emotion in the big man's voice. Li Xiang heard the world's arrangements and had no time to rest. However, thinking of his strength, Li Xiang gritted his teeth and agreed.
"Then let's start!" The big man waved his hand and Li Xiang appeared in a snowy field. The cold wind was biting and his whole body felt very cold.
"The temperature in the training camp is consistent with the temperature of your environment. Start horseback training. You can practice without any burden in the training camp!
start!"
Li Xiang listened to the big man's words and took a very formal stance in the snow. The big man nodded beside him. Li Xiang was not very strong, but his squatting stance was very formal.
"While squatting on the horse, move the martial arts"
