The bow is pulled like a full moon, and the arrow is shot like a meteor!

Except for the stunned middle-aged instructor, everyone's eyes and heads subconsciously chased the arrow away from the string. The reason why the middle-aged instructor did not turn was because Luke's arrow branch was clearly towards his head just now.

Even at that moment, the middle-aged instructor smelled the smell of death, and his hands and feet became cold. After that, he felt a sharp wind blowing over his head, and his scalp became numb.

Leaving the longbow, the arrow branches were like birds of prey coming out of the cage, whistling and stabbing into the sky, drawing a wonderful parabola.

At this time, no matter whether the arrow hit the target next, everyone knew that the range of the arrow must be more than 200 meters. This is not a false statement, because the arrow has now shot to half the distance, but the upward momentum has not yet ended.

With... This is the thought that arises in Frey and others' minds, and it is also a sensitive prediction of the trend of the veterans of the hundred battles about the arrow branches. This prediction can allow them to save their lives in the battlefield where arrows fly. Of course, this "having" is just their grasp of the arrow branches hitting the target. As for the red heart, it's hard to say, after all, in their sight, the red heart is indeed too small, too small...

The arrows pass by most of the distance, fall down obliquely, accelerate, and dive into the target area with unstoppable force.

There are many targets in this area. If you shoot from the front, it will be divided into fifty meters, eighty meters, one hundred meters, and one hundred and fifty meters. The farther away is a piece of fine sand. It is not for accurate shooting, but for training the team of archers' shooting skills.

In the sight of everyone, the arrow branches steadily flew over the front area and rushed straight to the only 150-meter target.

Bang……

From Tang En, it was impossible to see the position of the bull's eye clearly in an instant, so everyone saw that the arrow branch hit directly, and the wooden target fell down accordingly, and then the clear sound of impact came from afar.

Wow...

"Okay!" "Beautiful!" "Domstic..."

After seeing the arrow shoots the target, the gray-clothed soldier suddenly let go of his heart when he was in his throat. Then a strong sense of excitement and dizziness came. He couldn't help but raise the weapons in his hands and cheer loudly. His morale was greatly boosted, and his momentum was like a rainbow, sweeping away the previous depression.

Tang En and others were fine, after all, they knew Luke's level, and shooting only meant that Luke did not make any mistakes. Although Frey and others also heard about it, after seeing this scene with their own eyes, they couldn't help but ecstatically surrounded Luke's back, slapping him wildly, bang bang...

"Haha, good, Luke!"

"Beautiful job, so fucking long face!"

"This archery technique is simply amazing. When you go to the battlefield, you are definitely a big killer."

...

These praises are not aimless. If there is an archer in the team, you will have a great chance of winning on the battlefield. The reason is also very simple. With such magical archery skills, the enemy's officers and generals are no longer as long as ordinary soldiers' lives.

"What arrogance, it's just a hit on the target, and it doesn't necessarily hit the red heart."

"That's it. It's just that you have a bow. The target is as big as that, of course it's easier..."

Seeing the strong morale here, the soldiers behind the middle-aged instructor were a little guilty, but they still struggled with their teeth.

In response to this, it was more like a dead duck's stubborn gesture, David and the others would not miss the opportunity to beat the dog in the water. They curled their lips: "Oh, now I know that I'm talking about Red Heart. Isn't it said that I can't even touch the target?"

"Easy?" Miche pointed to the flying eagle bow in Luke's hand. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, revealing a cold sarcastic smile. "This bow can be borrowed from you, and I don't say red hearts. There is a random target there. As long as you catch me, I will give you my life, and you will give me a bet. How dare you bet?"

After a few words, the soldiers were speechless, their faces flushed, but they couldn't say a word. Gamble for life? What a joke, even if the Flying Eagle Bow is given to them, they can't pull it open, let alone hit the target... It would be better to have to argue toughly, "Anyway, the result has not yet come out, it may not be a red heart..."

"Haha." Mixiu sneered again, pointing to the soldiers who were running towards the target in the distance in the training area, and said, "Then, let's change the gambling method. If the arrow does not hit the red heart, I will give you my life. If it hits, you will give me your life, what?"

"Tsk, it sounds quite fun, I'm the one." David walked out and pointed at a soldier casually. "I won't bully you, just bet on life."

"Oh, I'm under a lot of pressure for you like this!" Tickled his head, Luke took a step forward and pointed at the remaining soldiers, "I'll bet with you."

Touching his nose, Tang En looked at the middle-aged instructor who was a little stunned: "You are left, uh, why don't you do it too?"

...

The soldiers in the distance were still cheering loudly, but it suddenly became quiet. The soldiers looked at Tang En and others standing out with shock.

I have to say that Tang En and others' wild attitude of casually betting on their lives was a bit scared them. This is too fucking bold and unrestrained... Because of this, everyone didn't know whether to cheer or not.

Don’t cheer, this morale cannot be supported. Cheer, if there is a mistake, won’t they become accomplices?

Compared to the entangled people, Tang En and others were much calmer. They could not see the result of the target Red Heart, but Luke was talented and could compare with Hawkeye, so he could see it naturally.

Seeing that the other party had no response, David urged urgently: "Hurry up, give me a good word, will you bet?"

"David, it's wrong for you to do this!" Luke waved his hand seriously, paused, and bowed slightly, quite despicable, "Come on betting, I'm not sure. Well, we're scaring you now, and we're also very scared. Come on, it's just a life..." Wen Yan said with kind words, he was tempted and tempted with great thoughts.

Betting on life, betting on life, you fuck know that betting on life is not raised by your father and mother... Several soldiers who were taken to the forefront of the storm bit their lips and cursed them wildly, but they did not dare to respond. In fact, they didn't believe that Luke could hit the Red Heart, but it was related to their own lives. The other party's reaction was a bit strange, and they didn't dare to do anything randomly.

The middle-aged instructor was still expressionless and slowly raised his hand to remove the helmet above his head, looked down, and then grabbed it tightly in his hand.

At this moment, a majestic voice came from the outside. "What's going on?"

The crowd scattered, and Daniel, wearing high-end armor, walked into the venue with more than a dozen people. Seeing Tang En and others, he was a little surprised. Next to him were several officers Bran who had been receiving at the city gate.

Frey went up and quickly told the whole story.

"Isn't this a nonsense! Now that the invasion of the Northern Wilderness is imminent, how can we Brans kill each other?" Daniel's eyes flashed. He frowned, scolded Tang En and others, and then spoke, "Besides, my great gray army soldiers came to the front line to kill the barbarians. How could they waste their efforts on these shitty things?"

He paused and glanced at Officer Bran, who looked a little ugly beside him, "You guys think this is the reason?"

"Uh..." Several officers Bran looked at each other, all of whom were speechless. Of course they were not fools, and the situation at the scene was clear at a glance. Daniel's words seemed to be teaching his soldiers a lesson, but such as "bastards" were definitely sarcasticizing them Bran soldiers.

"The general taught me a lesson." Tang En certainly knew the meaning, so he went up to take a military salute a few steps forward. Then he said, "There are some misunderstandings here. In fact, this Chief Bran wants to compete with us for the arrow skills. This competition naturally requires some good results, so we just bet on the fun. Haha, but things must always have a beginning and an end, so I hope the general will approve it. Let us continue the bet."

Betting on life, little gambling to make love... Daniel's mouth twitched, but then after seeing Tang En's confident look, his eyebrows raised and his mouth slightly raised: "So brave, why dare to make a gambling game? Well... But what you said makes sense. The soldiers' speech is like spitting and nailing. You can't tolerate being a repetitive villain." He paused and looked at the few officers Bran beside him, "What do you mean?"

"Ahem, this is the matter..." The few officers Bran stuttered again. First, they looked at the soldiers Bran rushing towards the distance with the target, and then looked at the middle-aged instructors in front of them, and pondered for a little.

"Sir!" At this moment, the middle-aged instructor was shocked and raised his hand quickly and shouted, "We have admitted defeat. The gambling game is just a joke. The brother of the Gray Clothes Army is like a god, so we are willing to give in!"

"Huh?" The Bran officers frowned when they heard this, and their faces became gloomy. In fact, they just wanted to order these people to accept the bet. Even if they lost, it would be better than the current embarrassing situation. After all, if Daniel said what he said just now, if he didn't dare to take it, the Bran military would become a repeated villain. But unexpectedly, the middle-aged instructor now admitted that he lost. This not only recognized the name of the villain, but also gained the reputation of a coward, making them more passive and their faces ruined.

"Haha..." Daniel raised his head and laughed a few times when he heard this, "It's worthy of being a soldier Bran. He has extraordinary demeanor, and he admits his defeat. He is so generous. He has solved this problem so he doesn't hurt each other's kindness."

He paused, looked around the soldiers around him, patted his palms twice, and said, "Well, I suggest applauding our brave soldier Bran!" The word "brain" was very loud. Daniel was calm and did not get angry when he was despised and received before. But this does not mean that he was not angry. Now that he has the opportunity to take advantage of the situation, how can he let it go?

After the words were finished, slap... Thunderous applause rang out, and it lasted for a long time. The soldiers tried hard to pursed their lips, and their faces were extremely strange. Some were not particular, laughing loudly while "praise" the Bran Soldier "knowing the current affairs"...

Several officers Bran's bodies trembled and their faces turned green. The applause was like a slap, slapped heavily on their faces.

At this moment, the soldier carrying the arrow target in the distance finally rushed here, gasping for breath, but did not see Officer Bran on the side, raising the arrow target at the middle-aged instructor in ecstasy.

There are circles of large and large on the target, and there are dense pits hit by the arrow branches around it. The closer they move towards the middle, the less traces there are. There are no traces on the red heart in the middle. But now, although there are no traces here, there are nails to the branch that penetrates the red heart, and the tip of the arrow appears directly from behind the target.

"Huch... Instructor, Huch... Instructor, I've won, I've won, your archery skills are simply amazing, haha..."
Chapter completed!