There is a palace built in the Imperial Garden. The palace is built by the mountain and is built by the lake. The scenery is very beautiful.

In the evening, the palace hall was brightly lit, and the emperor held a banquet to entertain the two princes of the Northern Desert and the civil and military ministers. The prey they hunted today became a dish of food, and the imperial chefs turned them into delicious food and served on the table. According to the convention, the hall was filled with cups and laughter. The generals who were qualified to go to the hall were not convinced by each other and I was not convinced by you. I didn’t win in the hunting field, and I couldn’t admit defeat in the bar.

However, the atmosphere tonight was a bit dull. After the hunting, the prey was weighed. Although the number of Sixteen Guards was superior, they could not surpass the wolf cavalry in Beimo. Shi Fangzhen was so angry that he left on the spot. The generals of the Sixteen Guards looked at each other. On the other hand, the six people who entered the palace to drink in Beimo talked loudly and laughed loudly in Moyu, drank big cubes, and ate meat. They were having a lot of fun. They occasionally pointed to the generals of Dazheng. Although they could not speak, their contempt was vividly displayed on the paper.

Li Man looked at Zhu Wennan, the general opposite, and smiled and said, "I heard that Zhu Taiwei commented on the length and shortness of the desert and Da Zheng during the day. His words were unfinished. Please ask the old general to solve the doubts for Xiao Wang."

Zhu Wennan ignored him and looked at the emperor. Shi Fangzhen intended to boost morale and immediately said, "The Grand Marshal might as well say to the second prince of Beimo, so that Beimo would not underestimate my Central Plains."

With the permission of the emperor, Zhu Wennan said: "Bei Mo is a grassland nation. She lives by herding horses. Men and women grow up on horseback. She specializes in one thing all her life. Bei Mo riding and shooting is indeed better than my Dazheng. My Dazheng's strength lies in the city's strong and powerful weapons, which has been shown in the struggles over the years. We developed a sharp weapon such as winch crossbows to the Ministry of Works, which has shown great power in the battle of Huangsha Pass. My minister heard that the Ministry of Works still has several weapons being tested, so it is not convenient to say it clearly here."

Li Man was secretly shocked. After the war, Ashi and Hun's tribe were merged into the boss's command. According to Ashi Zhimo, he could have already captured Huangsha Pass but was blocked by a winch crossbow. Da Zheng had this weapon and was already a concern for Dasha. Old Man Zhu said that there were still a few more things. It seemed that Da Zheng was full of confidence, and his father Khan did not act rashly.

"In view of the characteristics of the northern nations, several Protectorates are discussing tactics. This time, Liao Jianhui defeated Ashi and Hun Branch in Huangsha Pass, which is a newly developed method of breaking the enemy by using the method of defeating the enemy with our strength and weakness. When the two armies meet, our Great Zheng Iron Cavalry is not weaker than the Desert Wolf Cavalry."

Li Man curled his lips, and the old man blew up, and Hunzhi Yelu explained this cone formation. It may be effective when they meet at first. Since this formation has been known to me in the desert, I still want to use it to defeat me, it is ridiculous.

Taiwei Zhu rolled his silver beard with his hands and shouted at the generals under his command: "Everyone is depressed, they are not as brave as soldiers. If they know shame, they will be brave. If they are not as good as others, they will practice more. If they are bleeding and sweating, they will naturally succeed. One day, my great Zheng Iron Cavalry will show off their might in the grassland."

After a shout and scolding, the generals in the seat stood up, bowed to the old Grandmaster, and said, "Thank you for your teachings, I dare not take your life."

Seeing that the morale of the generals was greatly boosted, Shi Fangzhen thought that Jiang was still old, so he raised the cup in his hand and smiled and said, "You are the only one who is Zhu Taiwei."

Li Mo and others felt bad about it. What does it mean to show off their power in the grassland? Isn’t this scolding the bald donkey in front of the monk? Li Man put his wine glass heavily and showed the young man at the last seat with his eyes. The man understood it, stood up, and fucked the stiff Zheng Yu: "I'm here to Chamubu, the archer on the grassland. No matter how clever the lark is, it's not as good as the eagle in the sky. The old man with white beard just said a lot, why not come and compare and see who's arrow shot accurately."

Chamubu was disrespectful to the old lieutenant, which was disrespectful to the entire military of Dazheng. The generals present were not sharpshooters, stood up and said, "Just compare, who is afraid of whom."

Seeing that the army was motivated, Shi Fang clapped his hands and said, "Drinking with dry drinks is tasteless, so let's try it, and use it to serve wine. People come, set targets outside the hall and take bows and arrows."

The old marquis picked up the wine glass and said, "Long live, let the old minister be arrogant and serve the wine for the long live. Zhu Yifeng, go and serve the prince." Zhu Wennan's move was to stand by the emperor to protect him and order his grandson to protect the prince just in case.

Shi Fangzhen, a member of the Zhu family, smiled and said, "The Taiwei is old, so he sits beside me, talks with me, and gives me some advice on the archery skills."

Someone took the bow and arrow and placed three arrow piles a hundred steps away. Chamubu shook his head repeatedly and said, "It's too close, too close." The arrow pile was placed a hundred and fifty steps away and had already left the hall. Some people in the seat were thinking that it was difficult to hit the red heart at such a long distance, and sat back silently.

Chamubu picked up a suitable bow, stood in the hall, bent his bow and arrow, and the arrow hit the red heart. As expected, he was worthy of being the archer. Everyone cheered in unison, and Shi Fangzhen gave him three glasses of wine. The General of the Left Guard Ning Tao won applause and wine with the same red heart, and then several people won this honor.

Shi Fangzhen smiled with satisfaction and said, "It seems that the archery skills of our generals, Great Zheng, are no less than those of the archer in the grassland."

Liman scolded Mo Yu a few words in dissatisfaction, and Chamubu said again: "The arrow pile is dead, and a real archer can shoot the eagle flying by the sky."

Ning Tao said: "General Cha, you can't find the eagle in this dark night. It's better to shoot eagles and wait for tomorrow to hunt."

Chamubu stood in the hall, sweeping around, and glanced at the Anshen Xiang lit at the corner of the hall, pointed at Xiangtou and said, "Bizhe this."

150 steps to shoot the incense head outside, this is not ordinary skill. You should know that the burning incense head is only the size of a mung bean. It is placed 150 steps away. Most people can't even see it, let alone shoot the incense head with one arrow. Seeing the quiet in the hall, Chamubu smiled proudly and said, "What's wrong? Don't you dare to compete? Then even if I win, my archery skills in the desert will be better than the Central Plains."

"Just compete, who is afraid of who?" Ning Tao roared. Everyone held their breath and watched the competition. Prince Shi Chongwei even stood up and looked out. Zhu Yifeng stood beside the prince with a little nervousness, without looking at the incense head, and was careful to guard against Chamubu, for fear that he would turn around and ejaculate.

Jiang Anyi sat at the end of the hall and saw the guards placing two half-foot-high incense burners, each of which had three strings of incense sticks. The distance between incense and incense was nearly two inches, so as to prevent being wiped out by arrow wind. In the dark night, the three incense heads were red and light, and it was extremely difficult to distinguish. Not to mention the incense head, it would be a problem whether they could see clearly.

Ning Tao and Chamubu stood side by side, both of them stood seriously and stood in the hall to regulate their breathing. Chamubu was the first to bend his bow and arrow, and three arrows were attacking one after another. They saw three incense heads in the distance dissipate like flying small fireworks.

"Okay", the cheers sounded loudly, resounding throughout the night sky.

Chamubu smiled complacently, stood with his bow, and looked at Ning Tao beside him. Seeing his opponent's voice first, Ning Tao felt a little panicked. The fragrance head in the distance was like a fireflies flying in the night sky, teasing his mind.

Taking a deep breath, Ning Tao raised his bow intently. The arrow came out like the wind, and a little incense head was shot down. With one breath, Ning Tao pulled out another arrow, and with the feeling of the hand, another incense head was extinguished. The cheers were like a tide, and even the burning flames on the side were shaken "bang" and trembled.

Ning Tao felt a little dizzy with the last arrow. The two arrows just now had consumed too much of his mind. He was interrupted by the cheers and did not take continuous actions. At this time, his energy was exhausted, so he probably couldn't shoot the last arrow.

Taiwei Zhu saw Ning Tao's embarrassment and said, "Ning Tao, there is enough lightning. This last arrow is given to my grandson, so that he can also show his face in front of Long Live."

Upon hearing this, Zhu Yifeng stepped forward, took the bow and arrow from Ning Tao, and smiled and said, "Uncle Ning, please give me more advice."

Ning Tao nodded to him gratefully and reminded: "Be careful."

Zhu Yifeng calmed down and relaxed his mind. He gently relaxed his ape's arms and pulled his bow, let go of his hand and arrow, the incense head was extinguished, and the colorful sound came out again.

Shi Fangzhen said to Taiwei Zhu: "Old Taiwei, there are people in the Zhu family in the future. I feel so comforted. I respect Taiwei with a cup."

Zhu Wennan happily clinked his glass with the emperor and drank it all.

Chamubu was dissatisfied with being tied by Da Zheng. His Zheng Yu was not good, and he was so anxious that he blushed and muttered: "Cheating is not... slack..." Obviously, Da Zheng's monarch and ministers ignored his protest.

A look of anger flashed in Liman's eyes and shouted, "Chamubu, come back. Anba, go and teach them a lesson."

Anba came to the hall with his arms shook his arms and sneered: "You Central Plains people like to take advantage of opportunities and are not heroes. Let's ignite incense and come on the bow."

The three incenses were re-lit, Anba stood proudly, pulling out three arrows from the quiver, and putting them on the string at the same time. One bow and three arrows, the arrows were like meteors, and the three incense heads were shot out together.

It was quiet, and the palace was silent. The wind blew the flames and made a "quiet" sound. Some people couldn't help but swallow their saliva. This archery technique was simply amazing.

"If anyone of you can shoot the incense-killing head like me, I will submit to you Da Zheng's archery technique not under the desert, otherwise you will be punished and given up." An Ba said proudly.

There was a heavy breathing sound in the hall, and everyone remained silent. Zhu Yifeng thought about it and had never tried one bow and three arrows. If he failed, he might damage the face of the country.

"Why, didn't you respond? You Da Zheng people are all cowards. Please give me three glasses of wine." Anba's arrogant words floated over the hall, stimulating the hearts of the king and ministers of Da Zheng, especially the generals of the Sixteen Guards, who only felt their faces were hot and feverish.

"What's the point of such archery? Although I, Da Zheng, established a country with Confucianism, a gentleman has six arts, rituals, music, shooting, imperialism, books, numbers, and archery are just one of them. Without the action of all the generals present, a mere scholar can shoot such an arrow."

Everyone all turned their eyes to the end of the hall, and saw Jiang Anyi, the outsider of the Ministry of Rites, step forward and step forward with great pride.

Seeing that it was Jiang Anyi, everyone was relieved. The scholar was so rude that he only wrote ten thousand soldiers and could write poems and essays. This was something that was to be truly competed. How could he brag? Will the people in Beimo laugh at him even more later?

Although Shi Fangzhen praised Jiang Anyi's courage, the relevant countries on this occasion were not allowed to make trouble, and he was about to denounce Jiang Anyi.
Chapter completed!