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On the eighth day of the eighth month, the conference was in the forest.

The sky is as clear and bright as it has been washed, and white clouds dotted among them, making people feel refreshed. The grassland under the clear sky is so green that it is blue, and at a glance, it is boundless.

On the banks of Raole Water deep in this plump grassland, the Xianbei tents were filled with people who kept reporting to Kebineng's tribe of the number of live mouths, slaves, and livestock. At the same time, the tribes who committed the crime of stealing, evil and murder were escorted to the tents and sacrifices of the tribe, and the Xianbei people had no writing or laws. The criminal law was very simple. The thief died! The murderer died! Except for these two items, the other crimes were only detained for more than ten days at most. When the stolen conference ended, they were released and returned.

Of course, such a grand event will not be missing from Han merchants and Hu merchants who come and go between borders. Such a rare gathering is a good time to do large-scale transactions. How can merchants with a keen sense of smell be spared? The Xianbei people are busy dealing with matters of big and small in the tribe, and the guests invited to watch the ceremony are naturally the best customers of the merchants.

Ma Han and Tian Yu led the Hange cavalry to walk slowly along the river, talking about the terms that they had finalized with the Xianbei and the Wuwan people last night. At the end, Tian Yu asked: "The Xianbei people will report to the heaven to worship their ancestors in two days. Will we return to the village after the ceremony?"

Ma Han pondered for a while and said, "What is the intention of envoy Xing?"

Tian Yu said: "The envoy also returned when he is ready for the ceremony."

Ma Han smiled and said, "Okay, let's go together then, and I'll ask Envoy Xing for advice on the way."

Tian Yu said happily: "It should be like this. I heard that the envoy intended to submit to the court to commend Jinglong's merits for protecting the Han people, and asked the court to transfer the people of the Hange tribe to another county, so that Brother Jinglong would be the county magistrate..."

Ma Han smiled but said nothing. To be honest, there are too many old and weak in the Hange tribe, and it is really not suitable to live outside the border. It is naturally the best to be able to move to the county and county. It seems that the county lieutenant is not bad. I remember that Gongsun Zan also started his career as a county lieutenant...

While the two were chatting and laughing, a group of people came to the front and saluted to the horse from afar. Looking closely, they were the people of Wuwan, each carrying a knife and a bow on his back, and wearing a felt hat and armor. The leaders looked familiar... Well, it seemed that they had seen him yesterday, and they were the guards of Wuwan Zuoguli King Lou.

The rear was covered by heavy guards, and a young laugh came from him, confirming Ma Han's conjecture.

"Haha! By chance, I saw the No. 1 Warrior in Mobei again." Lou Ban's round face squeezed out from behind the guard and smiled at Ma Han.

"The No. 1 Warrior in Mobei? Me?" Ma Han was a little ridiculous.

"Yes, it's you!" Lou Ban said seriously, "Last night, you easily defeated the warrior Luobang, the warrior under the tent of the Zhuluo Marquis, and confirmed to the lords of all tribes that you were brave enough to Tu Fu Pojun. Butu, the number one warrior in the Xianbei Kebineng tribe, was killed by you; the number one warrior in the Wuyan tribe, Hei Fu brothers also died. Everyone admits that in Mobei, there is no more brave warrior than you. So, you are now the 'No. 1 warrior in Mobei'."

Wu Zhui and Hange cavalry were very excited when they heard this, and raised their swords together and shouted: "The No. 1 Warrior in Mobei! The No. 1 Warrior in Mobei!"

The sound came to the distance, causing many businessmen and officials to look back, wondering what the situation was.

Ma Han's face turned aside and said, "Actually, I don't want to be the number one warrior in Mobei. If I want to be, I will be the number one warrior in the frontier. I don't know the Xianbei stance, the Huns' tribes, the Qiang people in Huangzhong, and what kind of warriors they have, just come together."

The Lou Ban and the guards were stunned when they heard this, and it took a while before laughing and praise them for a moment.

What Ma Han said just now was all the brave men recognized by the Han dynasty and the country. The words came from what the counselor Zheng Tai said to Dong Zhuo: "The boxing and courage in the world are now present, and the Liang and the Xiongnu slaughtered each other, Huangzhong Yishu, and the eight Western Qiangs were all feared by the people, but the Ming Gong thought it was a minion."

Lou Ban even smiled and said, "Why don't you say the number one warrior in the world?"

Ma Han smiled and thought to himself, I'm not that arrogant, this name is still in Lu Bu's hands.

At this time, Lou Ban turned his gaze to Ma Han's leopard bow and was quite interested: "I wonder what this bow of the Warriors is?"

Ma Han took off the infrared sight and threw the bow to Lou Ban.

After taking it, Lou Ban took it and saw that the bow arm was in an acute angle, not an arc, and said in surprise: "This is a step bow, why don't you need to ride a bow?"

Ma Han shrugged: "I also want to use a bow, but unfortunately there is no one who can match it."

At this time, Lou Ban tried to hold the bow and open the string. As the bow string gradually opened, his slightly black round face began to turn red; the bow string creaked, and his knuckles were also turning white... Finally, the bow was filled with strings, and Lou Ban's face was already bleeding.

After slowly relaxing the strings and returning the bow to its original state, Lou Banwei panted and handed the bow back to Ma Han, his eyes full of admiration: "My cousin, but Zhang Wushi bow was rare in the world, but he didn't expect to have a stronger hand. With this bow alone, he could be called the No. 1 Warrior in Mobei."

As Lou Ban said, he seemed to remember something, raised his eyebrows and said, "Actually, the Xianbei people have a good bow, but that bow can only be used by gods."

Ma Han had no hope of what good bows could be made by the Xianbei people, but the phrase "a bow that only gods can use" aroused his interest.

Seeing that Ma Han's interest aroused, Lou Ban became proud and waved his hand and said, "Let's go, I'll take you to see."

Along the way, Lou Ban slowly talked about what happened to this bow, which was known as "a god can only use".

This is a treasure of Xianbei mountain-keeping that has been passed down for nearly 30 years. When it comes to this bow, we must mention the origin of the name "Xianbei". Xianbei means "auspicious beast". This "auspicious beast" refers to the horned cow, which is an extinct species in later generations.

Because the horned cows have black and large horns, tough texture and excellent elasticity, Xianbei people often use them to make bows, which is as famous as the horned bows of the filthed cows. Although the horned cows are good bows, they are still within the normal range. Until fifty years ago, a mutated horned cow appeared.

To talk about mutation, it is according to later generations, and according to Xianbei people, it is a miracle. The horns of the horned cows are usually black, gray, indigo and brown. Even if there are differences, they are only a little darker or lighter in color. And the horns of the mutated horned cows are actually blood-red, bright and dazzling, which is shocking to see.

This horned cow, designated as a "different beast" by the shaman master, was protected by key factors because of its strange appearance. He lived for a full twenty years before he died. After his death, he was buried beside the ancestor spirit. The pair of blood-colored horns were made into a bow. The bowmaker was shocked to find that there were two circles of spiral patterns on the upper and lower arms of the bow, which looked like blood-colored eyes, making people fight against millet. Moreover, the blood horns were extremely tough and elastic, with many horns beyond ordinary horns, and could be made into a bow with extremely high stone power.

The shaman master believed that this bow was unknown. Tan Shihuai, a Xianbei man at that time, ordered the horn to be made into a twelve-stone super-hard bow, which was far beyond the scope of human use. He used it to pay for the ancestor spirits, which was called the divine beast bow. On the grassland of Mobei, the herdsmen of various tribes called this bow the "Demon Eye Bow".

Demon Eye Bow! Twelve Stones! Ma Han couldn't help but take a deep breath. It was twice as good as his leopard bow! Can anyone in this world use the powerful bow with a pulling force of 700 kilograms?

Wu Zhui also said: "I have also heard of this Demon Eye Bow. Since the date of its production, I have tried to pull the Emperor Xianbei, such as Tan Shihuai, Kuitou, Budugen, Kebineng, Suli, Mijia, and Wuwan King Tadun, who is known for his courage and strength, but none of them can use it."

Lou Ban nodded and agreed with Wu Zhui's statement: "My brother did try to pull this bow, but he told me privately that he would be exhausted if he pulled it three times at most, and it would not be enough to shoot arrows."

The words of Lou Ban, Wu Zhui and others have greatly increased Ma Han's interest in this bow. What kind of bow is this?

In the remnants of the Great Xianbei Mountains, a rugged mountain road and densely covered with jungles, there is a dome with white flags built with white stones and hanging on various strange beasts. This is the ancestral land of the Xianbei people. On weekdays, there are two shamans, ten Xianbei attendants, and thirty Xianbei cavalry guards.

In the land of ancestral spirits, except for major rituals or important people visiting, idle people are prohibited from entering, and those who enter without mercy will be killed. If the Ma Han comes alone, then the person who enters without mercy, then the person who enters without mercy. But when they come with Lou Ban, then they are important people.

The identity of Lou Ban was not inferior to Kebineng, so the two priests followed the highest etiquette of paying homage to the masters of this department. When they heard that Lou Ban came, the two faces were covered with various chalcoat colors, and it was basically impossible to see what kind of priest looked like: "The God's bow has not yet installed a new string, nor has the bow been trained, so I'm afraid it will not satisfy the noble people."

If the bow is not used for a long time, it must be loosened and maintained. This is the same as a musical instrument. The Demon Eye Bow is a ritual instrument, which is basically something that cannot be used, so it is not usually worn on weekdays. It is only when the strings are redundant during sacrifices or rituals.

The so-called bow training is to use the technique of adjusting the elasticity and tightness of the bow string and pulling and laying the empty string to make the bow that has been loose for too long adapt to the tension again, so as to avoid damaging the bow body due to sudden looseness and tightness.

It is not difficult to find a bow trainer for an ordinary bow, but this magical eye bow is different. It is not enough to train a bow. Now the suitable bow maker is not in place.

After hearing this, Lou Ban turned to look at Ma Han, with a faint look of expectation: "I don't know the intention of the Ma army commander..."

Ma Han smiled faintly: "I still know a little bit about training the bow."

I have to say that Lou Ban has a great reputation, and this bow is very famous outside, but it is just a sacrificial weapon in the ancestors. Therefore, under the guidance of the priest, Ma Han and Lou Ban were able to enter the dome palace and see this legendary magic bow.

This is a horn bow with red and black arms, as thick as a child's arms, formed by a hundred years of jujube and blood corners. The arch body is bright and smooth, and the arc is very comfortable, both visual and tentacles feel. Just as the rumors, two red and black rims intersecting and blood eyes are clearly visible on both sides of the upper and lower bow arms. Even though it has been eroded for decades, it is still clearly visible. In this ancestral temple of Xianbei people full of supernatural aura, how can it not make you feel cold when you see such a strange blood bow?

Since the bow body has not been wound yet, the length of the bow body is about five feet (about 1.2 meters). Once the bow body is wound, the bow body shrinks and becomes a "B" shape, which can be shortened to about one meter, which is the standard length of the bow.

The Ma Han took the bow in his hand and started the sinking, which was probably no less than twenty kilograms. The Ma Han asked the waiter for a special golden silk rubber string that was as thick as a thumb, pressing the bow arm with one hand and stretching the string with the other hand.

The priest and the attendant shouted in unison: "This bow is extremely tough, and it is impossible for several powerful men to bending the strings. This noble man..."

Before he finished speaking, Ma Han had hooked the bowstring on the bow arm and tightened the twisted metal buckle.

With the two priests and the waiters stunned, Marhan had adjusted the bow string repeatedly. After sensing that the bow arm had adapted to the tension, he adjusted the string to the optimal tightness and began to pull the slow-release bow.

"It's almost OK. Should King Gu Li try it?" Ma Wei-ma handed the bow to Lou Ban.

During this trip, Lou Ban wanted to try this legendary super-strong bow and took it happily. First wrap the leather case around two fingers, then sink the energy into the dantian, spread the feet, and your arms horizontally, shaped like embracing the moon, slowly pulling it - the bow string creaked and the bow arms gradually bent, and Lou Ban's face became redder and even swelled into blood in the end, which was quite similar to the color of the bow.

Halfway through the string, Lou Ban finally couldn't hold it back. He suddenly loosened the string, and saw sweat on his forehead and panting. He handed the bow to Ma Han: "No, it's really not a bow that people can use! Come and try it."

Ma Han took it, strode out of the Ancestral Spirit Hall, and came to a cliff on the east side. In the horrifying eyes of Lou Ban and the priests, he pulled out an iron arrow, put it on the string, took a deep breath, and slowly raised his bow to point to the sky.

Under the sky, on the top of the cliff, an arrow pierced into the clouds.

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Chapter completed!