The eldest lady is reborn, get out of the way!

The cheers in the archery range had not yet stopped, and when Duan Hongyu raised his bow, everyone's eyes were focused on him.

Not to mention Lu Qingxiao and Jiang Tiyu, even Jiang Zhiyue who was halfway across the field could see that Duan Hongyu's arrow was definitely below par.

As expected, Duan Hongyu's arrow just barely hit the sixth ring.

When the crowd saw this, there were many boos.

In front, Lu Qingxiao and Jiang Tiyu shot three arrows at the same time with great success, and behind, Yin Yue shot three arrows at the same target.

Duan Hongyu's six rings really don't arouse people's interest.

Someone left immediately.

Duan Hongyu noticed it and became upset.

The hand holding the bow trembled slightly. He wanted to hit the target with one strike and save his lost face.

Lu Qingxiao sneered, contempt visible in his eyes.

Also lagging behind, Yin Yue was calm, had solid archery skills, and was focused.

Duan Hongyu's mind was not on the arrow at all, so it would be strange if he could hit the target with this arrow.

Duan Hongyu was unsure, but he still gritted his teeth and shot the second arrow.

Just as Lu Qingxiao expected, the arrow didn't even hit the target.

The sweat on Duan Hongyu's forehead was getting more and more, and he seemed to hear the sound of people laughing at him.

"Still competing? The clepsydra is almost over."

Lu Qingxiao looked at him leisurely with his arms folded across his chest, a bit of a ruffian look on his face.

Jiang Tiyu smiled. After all, he was a major general and he was a master of military tactics.

If Lu Qingxiao hadn't reminded him, Duan Hongyu might have been able to stay calm.

But Lu Qingxiao's words made Duan Hongyu nervous.

From the first two arrows, it can be seen that Duan Hongyu is not a man of strong character. The combined influence of time and environment will make him lose his judgment.

Just wait and see!

Just as Jiang Tiyu thought, Duan Hongyu was nervous and anxious. In a hurry, he actually put three feather arrows on his gun!

"Look! Three arrows fired again!"

Someone in the stands had sharp eyes and saw Duan Hongyu pull out three feather arrows in one breath. With this shout, everyone's attention was attracted again.

On the high pavilion, Fu Li withdrew her gaze and turned to ask Princess Boyang: "Your Highness, do you think that the Guangchang Marquis's son can pass the exam?"

Princess Boyang glanced at her and said, "You clearly have the answer in your mind, but you insist on asking me."

Fu Li smiled and said nothing more.

She and Princess Boyang have both seen a lot of ups and downs, so they can tell these young people by their looks.

Duan Hongyu is far inferior to Yin Yue.

Duan Hongyu aimed for quite a long time, and many people noticed that something was wrong.

At this moment, Duan Hongyu was concentrating, but the longer he drew the bow, the more nervous he became, and even his palms began to sweat.

"Are you still going to shoot..."

A small complaint reached Duan Hongyu's ears very clearly. He frowned and the sweat on his forehead dripped into his eyes, and his vision suddenly became blurred.

Duan Hongyu subconsciously closed his eyes, released his hand, and three arrows flew off the bow.

Everyone watched with bated breath, waiting for the miracle of three arrows hitting the target simultaneously.

Unfortunately, the arrow lost its accuracy at the last moment and was disturbed. The quality of the three arrows was extremely poor. Only one of them hit the target, and two of them didn't even hit the target.

When Duan Hongyu opened his eyes again, he felt ashamed.

At this moment, Xiaonu shouted "Time's up", and everyone asked, who won the first place?

The little slave was also at a loss, as the Major General and the eldest son of the Jiang family shot their arrows at the same time and hit the target at the same time in almost every battle.

He can't tell the difference either.

Seeing the little slave running around in a panic, Jiang Tiyu smiled and said loudly, "Of course, the young general is first."

Everyone looked at Jiang Tiyu in confusion. Where did this come from?

You know, almost every arrow he and the major general shot was fired at the same time, so how could he judge?

The little slave boldly asked, "May I ask why you say that, sir?"

Jiang Tiyu pointed at the target and said cheerfully, "In the last round, although all three arrows were fired at once, the young general's arrows were more accurate. You can tell when you step forward and take a look."

Upon hearing this, the little slave immediately trotted over to check the targets of the two men, and indeed found some subtle differences.

The young general's three arrows all hit the bull's eye, but one of Young Master Jiang's arrows hit below the bull's eye.

The little slave held the target high and shouted, "The young general wins!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the people in the room began to shout the three words "Major General" enthusiastically and repeatedly.

Lu Qingxiao was surprised. He didn't expect Jiang Tiyu to expose his shortcomings.

"Your archery skills are no worse than mine." Lu Qingxiao stood in front of Jiang Tiyu with a firm tone.

Jiang Tiyu laughed and said, "It was just a little bit short. Three arrows were fired at the same time. This is my first time."

When Lu Qingxiao heard this, his eyes turned towards Jiang Tiyu with admiration.

He had learned archery skills during marches, and this was not the first time he had shot three arrows at once.

But the man in front of him said with a relaxed expression that it was his first time to shoot three arrows at once.

For the first time, he had such a talent. The eldest son of the British prince was indeed very humble.

Yin Yue was listening to what the Major General and his future brother-in-law were saying, but he only understood half of what they were saying and was a little confused.

Jiang Tiyu smiled at him and said, "You are good. You are calm and resolute, just like your father."

Yin Sui, the Shaoqing of Taichang Temple, was a sharpshooter who never missed his target in the British army. He was also the only military general in Taichang Temple.

When Yin Yue heard the affirmation from his future brother-in-law, he immediately laughed out loud.

The little slave came over with the first prize of the archery range in both hands and handed it to Lu Qingxiao respectfully: "Please accept it, General."

Lu Qingxiao raised his hand and took the dagger, and his thumb moved the scabbard away, and a cold light flashed.

Yin Yue took a deep breath and said, "This sword is even sharper than the Yuchang Sword."

Lu Qingxiao clenched his thumbs and closed the scabbard. He raised his eyebrows at Jiang Tiyu: "No regrets?"

Jiang Tiyu smiled and shook his head, "A little bit."

Lu Qingxiao smiled and put the dagger on his waist.

Jiang Tiyu bowed to him and said, "Congratulations, Major General."

"Thank you. We'll compete again next time if there's a chance." It was rare for Lu Qingxiao to meet someone so compatible with him, so his expression relaxed a little.

As the three of them talked, they walked towards Jiang Zhiyue and Princess Lan Ning.

Princess Lan Ning shook Jiang Zhiyue's hand again and again: "Look! My cousin won."

Jiang Zhiyue didn't care and smiled softly: "The young general has been on the battlefield for a long time, his strength should not be underestimated."

"Hey, your brother is also awesome! At least better than my brother!"

Princess Lan Ning did not hesitate to expose her brother's shortcomings: "He only knows how to study, and he has become stupid."

Jiang Zhiyue was stunned, "Princess, I'm just an outsider."

Don't say such heartfelt words to her, she doesn't dare to listen.

Princess Lan Ning immediately laughed: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid. Why didn't I find you so interesting before?"

Jiang Zhiyue sighed. Her past? She wasn't very interesting indeed.

Jiang Tiyu walked up to the sisters, spread her hands, and said in a distressed manner: "I came in second, so I have nothing to give you."

Yin Yue then appeared from the side, with a red face comparable to Guan Gong, walked up to Jiang Hengdan, and said hesitantly: "I'm only third, this is for you."

Jiang Tiyu's eyebrows jumped violently. You followed me here just for this, right?