Father, I really don’t want to be the emperor

Li Chunan was right to remind him that if he was poor in riding and shooting, it would most likely lead to Emperor Tian'an's dissatisfaction.

After all, Dakang has been in a tug-of-war with the Xiongnu for a long time. Choosing a successor with literary and military skills is the most important thing for Emperor Tian'an.

"Hmph, let me let you go today."

When Xina saw Ning Fan running away, she stopped chasing him.

"Ergou, go and tell Du Yuesheng to prepare a copy according to this list for Cheng Yueying and send it to the chief minister's house."

Ning Fan raised his feet and walked towards the other courtyard while giving instructions to Ergou.

Ergou couldn't keep up with Ning Fan's pace and could only trot out of breath: "Your Highness, do you want to accept the money? Is it a free gift?"

"We'll keep the money if you give it! Anyway, the Wen family behind Cheng Yueying is the largest family in Dakang, so we don't need this little money."

Ning Fan smiled.

Ergou followed the order and Ning Fan walked into the other courtyard.

As a modern person, Ning Fan is not very good at swordsmanship, but when it comes to archery, Ning Fan is still very familiar with it.

As a special forces soldier, Ning Fan was very familiar with the structure of bows and arrows, and had already ordered the blacksmith to build many composite bows.

This kind of compound bow not only has a special sight, but also uses pulleys to save effort. It is very simple to draw and does not require much arm strength.

Several blacksmiths saw Ning Fan coming to pick out bows and arrows, and they quickly came over.

Ning Fan looked up and found that the blacksmiths had not been idle these days. Ning Fan had drawn a drawing of the flintlock gun, which was enough for the blacksmiths to play with.

From polishing various workpieces to making various parts, it doesn't take more than a year and a half, and it is impossible to create anything qualified.

In addition to making some secret armors and swords, these blacksmiths are usually maintained by Ning Fan, casting all kinds of hard steel, studying their ratios and casting methods.

"Your Highness, why did you choose the bow and arrow?"

A blacksmith asked curiously.

"Autumn hunting is coming, I want to choose a bow and arrow to participate in the royal hunting!"

Ning Fan was also unambiguous.

He selected a beautiful compound bow made especially for himself and a spear.

Logically speaking, this kind of weapon should not be used in hunting, but once a beast gets close, a sharp spear can save your life at a critical moment!

Ning Fan took an arrow target and shot it a few times, and found that even after traveling through time, his skill with bow and arrow was still intact.

The compound bow was easy to use. Ning Fan easily shot through the target 150 meters away.

"Yes, that's all!"

After Ning Fan picked out the equipment, he planned to practice hard.

Riding and riding archery, shooting while standing does not actually count, you must be on horseback to hit the target.

As a modern person, Ning Fan did not have much experience in riding and shooting.

There weren't many venues for training in Kyoto, so Ning Fan decided to try out in the suburbs in the afternoon.

After lunch, Ning Fan dressed up and set off.

The flying shadow horse given by Yu has been well taken care of and is fat and healthy.

Ning Fan galloped on his horse in the wilderness, while a dozen hunting guards guarded Ning Fan, never leaving.

These hunting guards are Ning Fan's best teachers because they have been hunting since they were young and are good at riding horses.

After half an hour of practice and study, although Ning Fan was unable to hit the target, he was able to skillfully shoot an arrow behind a galloping horse.

"Your Highness, riding and shooting on horseback is not easy. If you want to achieve initial results, it will take at least three to five years!"

A hunting guard said.

Ning Fan did not refute, but continued to practice hard.

This kind of mounted shooting, where you can hit a target on horseback, is simply a hellish difficulty for ordinary people, but for Ning Fan, who was once the king of special forces, it is difficult but not impossible.

Boom!

At the sound of the bowstring, Ning Fan shot an arrow.

This time, everyone was surprised.

After practicing for less than an hour, I actually hit the target!

Although it only hit the edge of the target, ten is already very rare.

"Zhao Daniu, didn't you just say it would take three to five years?"

Ning Fan laughed.

Zhao Daniu is the son of a hunter in Xishan Manor. He is tall and strong. He was previously appointed by Ning Fan as the leader of the hunting guards.

Hearing Ning Fan's rhetorical question, Zhao Daniu's face turned red with shame, and he could only flatter him: "I said three to five years, for ordinary people! But Your Highness is not an ordinary person, you are a god descending to earth, so naturally you can do it much faster than ordinary people! "

"Daniu, you've learned too much, and you know how to flatter me!"

Ning Fan ran wildly in circles astride his horse, panting.

"Your Highness, it is not difficult to hit a fixed target, but think about it. When you are facing an enemy, the enemy is moving and very fast! You have to think first whether you can hit a moving target!"

Zhao Daniu said unconvinced.

"I know you're not convinced. Let's go and drive around in the woods. I'll guard outside."

Ning Fan said.

Upon hearing this, Zhao Daniu ordered five hunting guards to ride into the woods from both sides, while he himself continued to guard the place with the remaining hunting guards.

Several hunting guards were skilled with bows and horses, and their fighting prowess was extraordinary. As soon as they entered the woods, they immediately made the birds fly up in fright.

Ning Fan squinted his eyes, bent his bow and nocked an arrow, intending to shoot down a bird, but in the end, Ning Fan chose to give up.

These birds are too fast and difficult to shoot.

"Your Highness, pay attention, the prey is out."

Zhao Daniu reminded.

Ning Fan looked toward the woods, and sure enough he saw many gray rabbits running out of the woods at very fast speeds.

Whoosh...

Ning Fan picked up his bow and nocked an arrow, and more than a dozen feathered arrows flew out.

Unfortunately, none of these arrows hit the prey.

Zhao Daniu on the side couldn't help laughing. He couldn't hold back his laughter several times, and his face turned the color of beef liver.

Ning Fan's expression also became serious, this era of cold weapons was just different.

However, the accuracy of long-term practice design is not guaranteed, even if it is replaced by a bow and arrow, there will be no more concessions.

Just now, Ning Fan was just testing the deflection. At this time, he opened the bowstring again.

A compound bow is effortless, but if it were an ordinary bow and arrow, my arms would have been sore.

This time, Ning Fan was targeting a fat rabbit. This rabbit had an exceptionally strong body shape, but it just couldn't run far.

He was walking around nearby, seeming to be teasing Ning Fan.

Ning Fan sneered. The feather arrow in his hand seemed to have eyes. With a bang, the feather arrow penetrated the hare's body and directly hit the big tree not far away.

The rabbit immediately fell to the ground, its body twitching.

Then, without stopping at all, Ning Fan galloped towards the remaining rabbits.

In a bare wilderness, these rabbits are particularly eye-catching.

Everyone could only hear the sound of the bowstring vibrating, and one after another the hares fell to Ning Fan's arrows.

At this time, Zhao Daniu was stunned, and so were the dozen or so hunting guards.