Everyone moved to the martial arts training ground in the backyard of the Han Mansion. About a hundred people from the Han family, Han Mansion guards and Han Chongyun's personal soldiers rushed to watch the battle, whispering to each other.

The first battle was archery.

Han Chongxun acted as a landlord and asked Fu Jingtao to select bows and arrows first. Fu Jingtao glanced at the several hard bows hanging on the weapon stand and smiled and said, "These bows are too soft. Do you have bows with more than three stones in your house?"

As soon as the words were finished, the yard was shocked. It should be noted that the archers of the imperial guards of the Song Dynasty only used one stone hard bow, and the cavalry usually used seven-dou bows. There were few generals who dared to use two stone hard bows, and only a handful of them used more than three stones of treasure bows.

The stronger the bow, the better. The stability of the archery, the use environment and the frequency of the archery are also comprehensively considered, otherwise there is no practical significance. But no matter what, those who can pull the three stone bows are enough to dominate the imperial guards.

Han Chongxun took a deep breath and ordered: "Han Ping, go! Use my father's Red Cloud Fallen Moon Bow!"

"Yes!" The soldiers of the Han Mansion flew away. After a while, he held a big bow about five feet long in his hand and returned to the martial arts training ground, with a solemn expression, as if holding a rare treasure.

Han Chongxun said sutraithly: "Please try the bow!"

Fu Jingtao took the Hongyun Luoyue bow without hesitation, and his legs were opened forward and backward, his left hand held the handle and pushed it straight, and his right hand hooked the string like a full moon. He let it go with one pull, and it was sturdy! The bow string trembled and the sound was like a crack of silk.

Han Chongxun was dry and swallowed his saliva-this bow was a five-stone hard bow, and he pulled it open easily.! His thoughts flashed, and he smiled and said without a smile: "Good arm strength! Let's shoot ten each

How about a target with a total number of rings?”

Fu Jingtao said: "Everyone is the only one who can listen to me!"

Han Chongxun secretly gritted his teeth and made ten arrows in a row with a five-stone hard bow. The arm strength was consumed greatly. Do you think you could hit the bull's eye? Dreaming! At that moment, someone raised the target a hundred steps away.

Fu Jingtao carried the arrow bag, calmly stepped out of the line and stood still, with internal strength subconsciousness, silently recited the arrow technique, suddenly raised the bow and hook string, and shot the first feather arrow straight away. Wow! The iron arrow was like a meteor rushing to the moon, instantly crossing a hundred steps

After hitting the bull's eye, the rest of his strength was not stopped. The whole arrow pierced through the target and drilled into the wall behind him. He saw him pulling the arrow without any haste, responding to the strings, pulling the bow, and shooting the arrow to stabilize to the point of terrible

After firing ten arrows at the frequency, the movements are as natural as flowing clouds and water.

Whoosh swish swish! Pup puff!

Ten iron arrows accurately pierced the red bullseye and lined up on the wall.

Everyone was stunned, and the needle fell on the scene was heard - such archery is a perfect combination of strength and precision! If you reach the battlefield where the two armies face off, the arrow will be cut apart a hundred steps away, and even if the enemy is wearing armor, you will not be able to escape death!

Fu Jingtao lowered his treasure bow and smiled, "Young Master Han, it's time for you to show your skills."

Han Chongxun's face turned red and white, why are you embarrassed to show his ugliness? To be honest, he can also pull the moon-falling bow, but he can't shoot ten arrows in one breath. He needs to have enough time to adjust his strength and do more

Less than every arrow shot through the target.

In the public eye, how can we lose without fighting? How can we look up and see people in the future?

Han Chongxun jumped onto the horse with a tense face, took the bow and arrow in his hand, and controlled the war horse with his legs, so he could gallop along the edge of the martial arts training field. He was running straight, quickly setting his bow and arrow, and swishing!

One arrow after another, hitting the bull's eye almost at the same time - the technique of shooting archery immediately was quite beautiful, and it was comparable to the sharpshooter of Tubo in Northern Liao and Tubo.

"Okay!" "Good arrow technique!" Everyone in the Han family cheered loudly.

After all, Han Chongxun's face was not as thick as the city wall. He shouted shamefully and annoyedly: "Shut up!" He threw away the bow and arrow, pulled up a six-meter-long horse spear on the sidelines, pointed at Fu Jingtao and said: "A real man is open and honest, arrows are

I am a little inferior to my skills. Please come on the horse and decide the outcome!”

Fu Jingtao chose a long white wax stick, turned over the horse, and said in a deep voice: "Those who fall off will lose!"

Han Chongxun nodded and said, "Okay!" The horse spear pointed at the opponent diagonally, and his feet gently hit the horse's belly. He controlled the horse's riding gradually accelerated. The tip of the horse spear's blade shook continuously in the air, shining with light, and murderous aura Yan Shuang.

The horse lance is longer, tougher and sharper than a gun. The spear has eight sides. Breaking armor is like tearing a page of a book. It is the most domineering cavalry weapon in the world. It takes three to five years to make a spear pole with good mulberry wood.

Time is expensive and cannot be used by non-family families. The spear method has a unique method of using it, which is completely different from the spear method. It emphasizes the integration of man, spear and horse, including chopping, cover, picking, blocking, rushing, belting, etc.

The technique, the lethality of the horse is extremely terrifying when used in combination with the galloping horse.

In this era, those who dare to use horse spears to kill the enemy must be descendants of the generals.

Han Chongxun clamped the long spear and leaned forward slightly. Although he only launched a charge with one man and one horse, his momentum was like a rainbow, as if everything in the world was vulnerable to the front of the iron hoof spear.

When the cold wind blew, Fu Jingtao gently tapped the rear hips with his stick tail and rode his horse forward to hedge. His equestrian skills were ordinary and he did not show off any skills, urging the horse to run faster and faster.

The sound of hooves was like thunder and the strong wind was howling, but the two riders approached at high speed.

"Hi!" Han Chongxun shouted loudly, and the long spear suddenly stabbed with the impact of the galloping horse, aiming at Fu Jingtao's chest and abdomen. The spear also blended the power of the human race, and its speed was as fast as lightning.

The strength exceeds a thousand pounds, giving outsiders an invincible sense of strangeness, truly demonstrating the essence of the spear technique - returning to nature, great tricks are not craftsmanship, and the only way to point to the spear tip is death!

With such a fierce and fierce stab, whoever blocks will die will be torn to pieces by the long spear.

Fu Jingtao didn't wait for the long spear to be handed over, pressed the horse's back with his left palm, and pulled out his body and jumped to the sky like a giant eagle. He swung the long white wax stick around and turned it into a stick.

This way of jumping off the horse's back and rushing down into the air was beyond Han Chongxun's expectations. His long spear was too fierce and fierce, and he did not leave any strength to change his moves. He saw a shadow of a stick attack at the corner of his eyes, and he used it.

With one move, he "hides in the stirrup", he hung his whole body on the side of the war horse and avoided it.

Fu Jingtao had a little saddle with a stick, and used the force to rush into the air to fall back on his mount.

In the flash of lightning, the two riders passed by, leaving behind the Mercedes-Benz.

"Well!" The two of them tied their mounts and turned their heads. No one said a word of nonsense, and activated the horse under their crotch to strike again!

The ground shook slightly under the knock of iron hooves, and the air rubbed extremely hot.

Han Chongxun learned his lesson, raised his long spear slightly, and stabbed his spear hard at the opponent's face. If Fu Jingtao still adopted the tactic of flying high and attacking, he would take the opportunity to move upwards and kill people.

When the spear comes, the strong wind blows on your face.

Fu Jingtao's upper body slightly sideways, and his hands swung his sticks as if a wheel was rotating. Bang! The stick head hit the spear pole at a high speed, and immediately shaking the horse spear. The moment the two of them passed by, the stick tail flipped backwards,

It seemed as if the poisonous snake, who had been forbearing for a long time, suddenly attacked and hit the opponent's back.

Han Chongxun's silver armor was sunk inward, but he felt sweet in his throat and spit out a mouthful of blood.

"Young Master!" Everyone in the Han family exclaimed in dismay.
Chapter completed!