Jiang Long'an pointed to these brothers who had given their lives to him, with teary eyes,
"The archers of the martial arts level take a step back."

More than half of the archers hesitated and took a step back, and a few soldiers looked at Jiang Longan's expression ghostly, probably trying to get away with it.

Jiang Long'an didn't point it out, but his face was extremely serious,

"This battle concerns Dayue's reputation. If your cultivation level is not enough, if you miss a major event, you will be a sinner through the ages."

This is a serious matter, and several armed archers who were fishing in troubled waters took a step back in desperation.

No one can afford this responsibility.

The remaining fifty or so soldiers are all general-level sharpshooters.

Jiang Long'an said in a deep voice, "It's the only son in the family, or the brother in the family is gone, and only you are left. Take a step back."

This time the archer didn't hesitate, and a dozen soldiers took a step back in unison.

"Those who are not married, or who have just married and have no children, take a step back."

Another dozen soldiers withdrew.

Twelve soldiers remained.

Jiang Long'an took a glance, walked up to a soldier,
"Sun Liu, back off."

The archer named Sun Liu cocked his neck, "Why?"

Jiang Long'an kicked him, "Since you have a blind old lady in your family, is this enough?"

Sun Liu didn't dare to be stubborn again, and took a step back.

"The remaining eleven people will be decided by lottery, and the shortest one will stay."

The archers had no objection.

Jiang Long'an found eleven straw sticks on the spot, aligned one end and held it in the palm of his hand.

The archers come up to draw at one time.

The nine archers drew straw sticks of the same length, and everyone was overjoyed.

The remaining two people, one is a young man who looks a bit like Jiang Long'an, and the other is younger, only sixteen or seventeen years old.

The boy signaled, "Brother Jiang, you come first."

The young man smiled foolishly, "Xiao Zhao, Jiang Longan and I are blood brothers. To avoid suspicion, you should go first."

The young man gave him a contemptuous look. Who doesn't know that General Jiang Long'an is stern and selfless, so there is no need to avoid suspicion.

He strode up to Jiang Long'an, reached out and grabbed a straw stick.

Jiang Longan remained motionless, his thumb bent towards the palm of his hand,

"Xiao Zhao, are you sure it's this one?"

The boy named Xiao Zhao nodded without hesitation, "Sure."

Jiang Longan's thumb moved secretly, "Then take it!"

Xiao Zhao pulled out a straw stick, which was obviously shorter than the others.

The young man next to him laughed, "Xiao Zhao's is the shortest, I don't need to smoke it anymore!"

Xiao Zhao threw the straw stick in frustration and retreated to the back.

Jiang Longan patted his younger brother on the shoulder, "Longfeng, you won't blame me, will you?"

The young man Jiang Longfeng smiled and said, "This kind of good opportunity to make a name in history, how could it be taken away by others, I thank you brother before it's too late."

He conveniently took the last straw stick from Jiang Longan's hand.

Jiang Long'an looked at him silently and didn't speak any more.

With a movement of his fingers, Jiang Longfeng crushed the short straw stick, "Brother, do your filial piety for me."

Just five words, as if a five-handed sledgehammer hit Jiang Longan's heart, his eye circles were red, and he nodded vigorously.

Ten Da Yue archers lined up, standing at the head of Youzhou city.

Below the city, stood ten tall Xiliang archers with bearded faces.

Hu Du Khan, a civilian officer, smiled slightly, "Soldiers of Dai Viet, are you ready?"

There was a thunderous shout from the top of the city, "You bastards from Xiliang, come on."

Hudu Khan was not angry either, "The rules of this battle are...!"

A soldier on the top of the wall laughed loudly, "What rules do you want, whoever can stand the last soldier is the winner."

Hudu Khan smiled, "That's right, let's do it like this!"

The Xiliang archer on the far left outside the city wall took a step forward and took off the copper-backed iron tire bow on his back.

On the top of the wall, except for the archer who was facing him, the other nine people took a step back in unison.

The archer of Dayue holds the longbow, and holds the four carved feather arrows between his fingers in his left hand.

The archers of the Dayue Empire all had the unique skill of holding four arrows in one hand.

Four arrows on one string, four arrows off the string.

When the opponent is in a hurry, he will be shot into a hedgehog by four consecutive arrows.

The burly man under the city wall grinned grimly, and put an iron feather arrow on the bowstring.

Hudu Khan seemed to be watching a play, a play that had nothing to do with him.

He smiled and raised the small flag in his hand, "I throw this small flag, the moment it hits the ground, you can shoot, is there a problem?"

The archer on the top of the city laughed, "No problem, I can't wait."

The burly man under the city nodded and took a deep breath.

Hudu Khan flung out the small flag in his hand.

The small red silk flag rose in the air for a while, and then began to flutter and fall.

The eyes of both sides were fixed on the small flag.

The little red flag rolled and finally fell to the ground.

Almost as soon as it touched the ground, the four carved feather arrows of the archers of Dayue on the top of the city left the string at the same time.

The four arrows connected end to end, like a long snake, rushed towards the Xiliang archers below the city.

At the same time, the Xiliang archer shouted like a thunderbolt, the bronze-backed iron bow was fully drawn, and the iron-feathered arrow flew out with a sharp and ear-piercing howling sound.

Tie Ling Arrow hit the Eagle Feather Arrow flying over in the mid-air, with great power, it actually sliced ​​open the shaft of the Eagle Feather Arrow.

A series of four carved feather arrows were completely cut in half by the iron feather arrow.

The archers on the city wall turned pale with fright. He had never expected such a great power.

The Iron Feather Arrow, which cut open the carved Feather Arrow, was still alive, and accurately shot the astonished Da Yue archer on the city wall.

The iron feather arrow pierced through his nose and shot obliquely into the brain of Dai Viet archer.

Just as the astonished expression appeared on his face, his body was already sent flying backwards by a huge force.

The Xiliang archers under the city wall cheered.

The big man who shot his opponent with one arrow was proud, and raised the longbow in his hand to signal to his comrades behind him.

The No.2 Dai Viet archer took a quick step without hesitation.

The big man from Xiliang who won the first battle smiled ferociously, "Cowards of Dayue, today I will show you what the strength of an archer is."

Da Yue's archer's eyes were blood red, and he held carved feather arrows in his left hand. This time, there were only two arrows.

The big man from Xiliang smiled contemptuously, took out another iron-feathered arrow from his quiver, and put it on the bowstring.

The red flag was thrown up again.

This time, everyone went to look at Xiaoqi, all staring at the archer of the opponent.

The "stretch" of the two bowstrings sounded almost simultaneously.

The three arrows flew towards the opponent without hesitation.

This time, the two carved feather arrows of Da Yue's archer shot out from left and right.

The big man from Xiliang who had just won was flustered. He couldn't shoot down two separate eagle feather arrows at the same time with one iron feather arrow.

He hastily shot the iron feather arrow in his hand.

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