Female General And Eldest Princess

Zhang Sanbao is also unambiguous, don't look at him as tall and thick, but he has a narrow mind. He could draw two stone bows, but he missed the opportunity to recruit the battalion commander because he secretly drank before, and now Lin Wan He saw Yue's skill in his eyes and sighed to himself.

However, he still wanted to take this opportunity to show his hand in front of Lin Wanyue. He heard that Lin Wanyue started as an infantry soldier. He was not even a corporal commander before. The blue eyes of this young battalion commander may be able to be used as a soldier, and in the future, if this Lin Feixing flies to Huang Tengda, he himself can ascend to heaven...

Zhang Sanbao stood with his feet apart, held the bow in his hands, took an arrow, set the bow, took a deep breath, all the muscles on his forearms immediately bulged, and the black bow was slowly pulled away...

Zhang Sanbao's heart was sweating, and he thought something strange, he had pulled the two crossbows before, it was not so hard at all.

Even so, Zhang Sanbao still lived up to everyone's expectations and fully drew the black bow, but it was not as easy as Lin Wanyue's before, and the speed of drawing the bow was not as fast as Lin Wanyue's. At this speed, he could not participate in actual combat at all.

Under the gaze of everyone, Zhang Sanbao let go of his hand, and saw the arrow go through the air with a "swoosh", and then missed the target...

Everyone stared in astonishment at the empty target fifty paces away, and the scene was eerily quiet for a while.

Only Lin Wanyue was calm when she saw this scene. She patted Zhang Sanbao's arm with the corners of her lips curled up, then took back her black bow and said, "That's right, what's your name?"

Hearing Lin Wanyue's words, Zhang Sanbao blushed and gasped for breath. After a long time, he turned his head and said to Lin Wanyue in a rough voice: "Battalion Commander, don't ask, the villain has no face to say, I am afraid that I will humiliate my ancestors of the Zhang family!"

Lin Wanyue smiled and comforted her: "It's not your problem, it's my fault that I didn't make it clear before, this bow was originally owned by the commander in chief, because the bow was broken and lost its accuracy, it was discarded by the commander in chief. I picked it up from the weapon pile, and later the commander gave it to me. I saw that the material of the bowstring was so special that I couldn’t bear to discard it, so I kept using it. This bow is very lethal, but it’s okay at close range. You will definitely be inaccurate if you understand the laws of its orbit change, and you have proven your ability to draw this bow."

Hearing what Lin Wanyue said, Zhang Sanbao's face paled slightly, he cupped his hands in admiration to Lin Wanyue and said, "Little Zhang Sanbao."

Seeing Lin Wanyue nodded, Zhang Sanbao was overjoyed, and continued: "Battle Commander, this bow is not a standard two-stone bow. To tell you the truth, the villain has been in the army for generations, and his ancestors have been archers for generations. The villain's grandfather I was also the battalion commander of the Feiyu Battalion. I have never had such a hard time pulling a two-stone bow. In my opinion, this bow is heavier than a two-stone bow, but it is not as good as a three-stone bow. Battalion Commander, can you pull this hard bow with confidence? A hundred times, the villain is willing to bow down, even the grandfather of the villain may not be able to do what the battalion commander does."

Hearing Zhang Sanbao's words, Lin Wanyue couldn't help laughing, and thought: This rough guy can really talk, he actually compares himself with his grandfather.

Seeing Lin Wanyue's kindness and boldness, the people in the field teased Zhang Sanbao and said, "Third Fatty, you really know how to flatter, our battalion commander is so young, you compare him to your grandfather!"

"Hahahaha!" After the words were finished, everyone laughed. Among the men in the military camp, they were not as scrupled as outside.

Zhang Sanbao didn't take it seriously at all, he turned his head and watched the soldier who made fun of him wave his casserole-sized fist, then turned his head to look at Lin Wanyue, scratched his head embarrassingly and said in a naive voice: "Battalion Commander, I'm a rough man and can't speak. Don't mind. In a word, I, Zhang Sanbao, will convince you. In the future, I am willing to be your old man."

Lin Wanyue smiled and nodded, expressing that she knew.Then he looked at the soldiers surrounding him, restrained the smile on his face and said, "Okay, everyone, tomorrow I will come up with a brand new training plan, and it won't be long before you can draw your bow a hundred times in one go." .”

Everyone cheered and dispersed, and each returned to their positions to continue practicing.

But Lin Wanyue didn't continue, she put her black bow on her back, and walked around the Feiyu camp to see the soldiers' training.

With two stone bows, drawing the bow a hundred times in one breath is actually the limit of Lin Wanyue. Don't look at her just now, she seems to be able to draw each bow easily, but in fact, after fifty strokes, Lin Wanyue has to endure her arms every time she draws the bow. The sting came.

She is not born with supernatural power, and even her power was not as good as many people in this military camp at the beginning, because she is a woman.To reach this level today, only Lin Wanyue knows how much sweat she has put in during this period.

Ever since she got this black bow, Lin Wanyue has been constantly challenging her limits every day, from drawing the bow a hundred times with one stone bow, to drawing the bow with two stone bows twenty times, fifty times, a hundred times.

And because Lin Wanyue was an infantry soldier before, these exercises had to be done after he completed his essential training.

For a 16-year-old girl, the hard work involved is hard to describe in words.

Of course, Lin Wanyue's efforts were not in vain, at least she was still alive. She survived intact for more than two years in the infantry battalion with the highest death rate, and she also harvested the 61 strokes carved deeply and shallowly on the wooden board. .

There are still 57 people left, and the blood feud in Chanjuan Village is deep.

Just when Lin Wanyue's training at the Feiyu Camp was about to come to an end, an unexpected visitor came...

Li Zhong was dressed in a fine attire, followed by two teams of equally glamorous and dignified guards from the capital, a group of people marched into the Feiyu camp mightily.

Seeing this posture, the soldiers on drill stopped their movements one after another. Some of them knew Li Zhong, and some didn't. But seeing Li Zhong's clothes and looking at the guards behind him, he also understood what was going on in front of him. Ren is a big man, even if he didn't know how to address him, he asked Ann one after another.

Li Zhong ignored everyone's greetings, and went straight to Lin Wanyue: "This son wants to exercise his muscles and bones, so bring a bow."

As soon as the words fell, a soldier standing beside Lin Wanyue immediately offered the bow in his hand, but Li Zhong didn't take it but looked at Lin Wanyue domineeringly.

"Shouldn't you quickly present the bow to the prince?" Li Zhong didn't speak, but the guards behind him couldn't hold back.

Lin Wanyue glanced at the guard, then at Li Zhong lightly, took the bow from the soldier's hand, and handed it to Li Zhong.

Li Zhong snorted coldly, proudly took the bow that Lin Wanyue handed over and played with it in his hand, then looked at Lin Wanyue and continued: "I heard that you are the battalion commander of Feiyu Battalion."

"Exactly." Lin Wanyue straightened her back and replied neither humble nor overbearing.

"Oh, it really is the border guards, vulgar."

Li Zhong scolded a lot, immediately, everyone who heard Li Zhong's words changed their faces, but because of Li Zhong's identity, everyone dared not speak out, so they all focused on Lin Wanyue's words. body.

Lin Wanyue was not as excited as the others, her expression was still calm, and it hadn't changed from the beginning to the end.

Seeing that Lin Wanyue didn't speak, Li Zhong felt even more proud, and continued, "My father is a first-rank military marquis in Liguo. He is a small battalion commander who has a military position and no food, and he should kneel down when he sees this son."

Lin Wanyue lowered her eyes, knelt down on one knee and saluted Li Zhong neatly, then stood up without any embarrassment.

Seeing this scene, the other soldiers of Feiyu Battalion were a little disappointed, but there was nothing they could do.

But before Li Zhong could speak, Lin Wanyue took down the black bow on her back, handed it to Li Zhong with both hands and said in a loud voice, "The Marquis of Pingyang has great admiration for his meritorious service. As the saying goes, a tiger father has no dogs, son, you must be the same!" Heroes and heroes, this black bow was originally given by the commander to the villain, and the sword is worthy of the hero, so why not use this bow to show your skills."

Li Zhong felt extremely relieved when Lin Wanyue gave him such a hug. He lowered his head to look at the black bow that Lin Wanyue was holding in his hand, so he casually threw the bow in his hand to the guards beside him, and took Lin Wanyue's bow. black bow.

Li Zhong looked at the black bow in front of his eyes, nodded and said, "Well, it really is a good bow."

Seeing Lin Wanyue take the initiative to give the black bow to Li Zhong, the other soldiers of Feiyu Battalion cheered up immediately, and secretly gave their young battalion commander a thumbs up in their hearts.

The tall and burly Zhang Sanbao shouted loudly to the outside: "Brothers, stop and take a look, the prince of Pingyang Marquis is about to show his talents, if you miss it, you won't be able to see it!"

So more people surrounded him, and after a while, a group of people surrounded Li Zhong densely.

Besides, this Li Zhong is not famous for nothing, the Marquis of Pingyang made great military achievements, Li Zhong is also the most beloved son of the Marquis of Pingyang. He took the bow that Lin Wanyue handed over.

Seeing that the soldiers of the Feiyu Battalion were all waiting for him to show his hand, Li Zhong raised his chin proudly, then he raised his bow and came to the target, took an arrow, took a step forward with his right foot, and drew a picture on the ground. In a big fan shape, he bowed down and performed a standard noble archery posture.

Li Zhong set up the arrow, and then raised his breath, the bowstring was slowly pulled away, and the field was extremely quiet all of a sudden. It seems that Li Zhong is still a little capable, but almost everyone is tacitly aware that the good show is still there. in the back...

Li Zhong was secretly proud of himself: a small two-stone hard bow can't beat this son...

So Li Zhong let go of his hand with a triumphant smile, and only heard the sound of "嗖", the arrow pierced through the air and went away!

Then, it missed the target...

"Hahahahaha..."

The surrounding soldiers held back for a long time, seeing that Li Zhong's arrow missed the target as expected, they burst into laughter immediately.

Li Zhong's eyes widened, and he looked at the target in disbelief. He opened a two-stone bow at the age of 16 and pierced Yang with a hundred steps. Today, there is no possibility of missing the target with only fifty steps.

Li Zhong blushed, grabbed an arrow, and shot it with his noble archery posture again, missing the target...

"impossible!"

Li Zhong roared angrily, and then shot ten arrows in a row, and finally his nobleman's archery posture was messed up, and there was still not a single arrow on the target in front of him...