Tiger Guards

Chapter 21: Superb Archery
“Hit~!”

Outside the military camp, Zhao Ji let go of the bowstring, his eyes fixed on the arrow target.

The surrounding vision was blurred, only the arrow nest was extremely clear. At this moment, he was highly focused and could even see the trajectory of the arrow swinging and swimming towards the arrow nest.

A hundred steps away, the arrow was nailed into the arrow socket, leaving only the white feather at the tail.

"I never thought that Aji is a skilled archer, not inferior to the archer!"

Pei Xiu was sighing on the side when he saw Zhao Ji take the arrow again and retreat five steps.

Zhao Ji started his shooting test from seventy steps, and retreated five steps each time, as if he was familiarizing himself with the shooting technique.

There are only a few sharpshooters in an army, and every sharpshooter deserves special protection.

Finally, when Zhao Ji was standing at 125 steps, the arrow he shot flew past the waist and abdomen of the human-shaped arrow target.

One hundred and twenty-five steps, nearly one hundred and eighty meters.

Zhao Ji shot based on his feeling, and it would be of practical significance if the arrow hit the turret.

But at such a long distance, unless the attack hits the vital points and penetrates the armor, the most that can be done is a minor injury.

In actual combat, deterrence has greater significance.

After repeated experiments, Zhao Ji was finally convinced that Pi Jing Zai Ji could enhance his bow and arrow, spear throwing, and stone throwing, and could also correct his posture.

However, the range-related amplification that has no damage to the crossbow can correct his shooting action.

Stopping at 125 steps, Zhao Ji took out his arrows one after another and shot out four more arrows.

Of the five arrows, three missed the target and two hit the arrow nest.

Taking into account the arrow's flight speed, distance, and the opponent's movement, shooting a moving target at this distance depends entirely on luck.

As the saying goes, it is better to catch well than to shoot well.

Just as Zhao Ji was shaking his tired arms, the onlookers Wei Gu shouted loudly: "Aji, five more steps!"

Pei Xiu on the side advised: "Brother Zhongjian, Aji needs to conserve his energy."

"Qilang, think about it again. If Aji can hit the arrow target from a hundred and fifty steps away... it will be of great significance and will greatly boost the morale of the army!"

Wei Gu was full of confidence. If he had a sharpshooter who could shoot at a distance of 150 steps, it would be of strategic significance!

Pei Xiu advised again: "Brother Zhongjian, Aji is using an ordinary strong bow. If it is farther away, the bow arm will break, which is not a big deal, but what if Aji is injured?"

Wei Gu had no choice but to give up and said to his relatives who were following him: "Bring me my painted bow."

"Yes!"

The chief relative also responded in a loud voice, and Zhao Ji retreated five steps again and drew an arrow from the quiver.

Stand straight, adjust your breathing, draw the arrow, twist the string and easily pull the bow to full length.

He raised the bow slightly by about two minutes and released the bowstring without thinking. The string sounded and the arrow swam upward rapidly like a black shadow. When it reached the highest point, it slowed down slightly, then the arrow head leveled and lowered, and it accelerated slightly to swim towards the arrow target.

Because they were far away, Zhao Ji was not sure whether he had hit the target.

Then a Tiger Guard near the arrow embankment held up a red flag and waved it violently from side to side, and hundreds of people immediately shouted loudly.

In order to watch Zhao Ji shooting arrows up close, Zhao Ji basically took five steps back, and these people surrounded him on three sides, so they also moved five steps forward.

The young Tiger Guards who were good at archery were also learning Zhao Ji's archery posture, and even studying and learning his breathing rhythm.

Zhao Ji had no intention of hiding anything and let everyone watch.

Pei Xiu saw everyone cheering, so he quickly walked over to Zhao Ji and asked, "Aji, how's your strength?"

"If Wei Zhongjian can buy ten sheep, I can shoot more."

As Zhao Ji spoke, he looked down at the ox horn ring on his right thumb, and a skill pattern appeared on the palm of his hand: Cutting Through All Obstacles, Level 48, Increased Damage by %.

It turns out that you don't have to compete in a martial arts competition to defeat or kill the opponent. With the breakthrough in archery and the cheers of the crowd, this skill was upgraded to another level.

This did not make him happy, as his skills were upgrading too quickly.

He upgraded from beating up the second brother at first, to now breaking everyone's expectations with just archery.

This gave him a feeling that this skill plug-in was really afraid that he would collapse halfway and die miserably.

That's why I use this method of taking advantage of every opportunity to increase his combat power.

"Aji, don't force yourself. I'll go talk to him." Pei Xiu also knew the importance of constantly challenging long-range shooting distances in rallying the army's morale and establishing command authority.

He immediately turned to Wei Gu and whispered, "Brother, Aji wants ten sheep. This way, after a full meal, it will be easier to fight."

"I will offer twenty sheep. If Jiangyi is short of wine and water, I will send people to Linfen on the other side to purchase more."

Wei Gu's eyes were fixed on Zhao Ji and his left and right, not even looking at Pei Xiu. "We need to celebrate in a grand manner, letting the officials and people on both the north and south banks know. We should buy some sheep and wine, but only eat the sheep and not the wine. If the barbarians dare to come, we can use it as a sacrifice!"

At this time, Zhao Ji turned around and Pei Xiu raised his arms to show encouragement.

Zhao Ji nodded, turned around and took five steps to measure the distance, then turned around to look at the raft again.

Yang Ji said, "Captain, do you want to change the arrows?"

Wei Xing immediately scolded him: "Fool! Captain, your arrows are fine, why would you change them?"

Wei Xing felt that the scolding was a bit harsh, and turned back to look at Zhao Ji.

Zhao Ji did not react, but took out an arrow from the quiver and carefully felt the weight of the arrow.

Although the arrowheads all have the same cones and the arrow shafts are also provided by the family.

But these arrow shafts had been stored for a winter and had become damp and deformed, although he had calibrated them by warming them over a fire.

However, the deflection of the arrow shaft under stress changes differently, and the flight trajectory after being shot also changes slightly.

A mature archer will test shoot the arrow several times after calibration to eliminate arrows with large errors or treat them as daily consumables.

At this time, Xu Huang and Jia Kui drove their horses closer and watched the shooting from a distance of several dozen steps.

If you can hit someone near the arrow target at 120 or 30 steps, then shooting at 80 or 100 steps will naturally not be a problem.

Even when the battle is imminent, the battlefield is noisy and there are many interference factors. Even if you change bows and arrows in a hurry... the basic feel and control are still there, and it still has strong lethality.

Xu Huang doesn't like sharpshooters very much, especially when this sharpshooter is not a teammate. He even wishes that the sharpshooter would die sooner.

Xu Huang patiently watched the shooting quietly.

On the other side, Zhao Ji adjusted his mentality, drew his bow like a full moon, and shot out another arrow.

The arrow flew, attracting everyone's attention, and finally it was nailed diagonally under the straw man's support on the arrow stack and thrown half a foot into the grass.

Guan Shang, who was in charge of reporting the target, hesitated, not knowing which flag to raise. Normally, if the arrow flew higher, it would hit the target accurately.

But this time, the bow's strength has really reached its limit.

He thought about it, then raised the red flag and walked forward to stick it on the place where the arrow was nailed, and then raised the green flag and waved it.

Then he quickly left the target area, fearing that someone would suddenly shoot again.

Seeing that he missed the target, Zhao Ji wanted to improve his skill to the next level, so he took out his arrows and shot four arrows in a row.

My arms were sore this time, but although I had high expectations, the results were not satisfactory.

Five arrows, all hit the target.

At this time, Guan Shang ran over, squeezed to the front row and panted: "Aji, don't shoot, the bow power is not enough, each arrow misses by a few steps."

As he spoke, Guan Shangcai carefully looked at Zhao Ji's bow. Judging from its shape and patina, he knew that it was not a good bow. It could only be regarded as a standard bow circulated in the army.

Pei Xiu also hurried over and pointed at Jia Kui and Xu Huang in the distance: "Aji, Jia Liangdao has invited Xu Huang here. Follow me into the camp to discuss matters."

"Yes."

Zhao Ji immediately handed the bow to Guan Shang, untied the quiver hanging behind his right waist, and handed it to Yang Ji: "Pick up my arrows. Put the arrows on the chest of the haystack in a separate bundle. Don't mix them together."

"Yes, I understand!"

Yang Ji answered loudly, fearing that people around him might not hear him.

Zhao Ji just patted him on the shoulder. On the other side, Wei Xing rode over, leading a few horses.

Pei Xiu and Zhao Ji immediately mounted their horses and rode towards the camp.

The other Tiger Guards can continue to shoot arrows. It is rare for young people of the same age in the county to get together, so naturally they all want to compare with each other.

But now that Zhao Ji was gone, even the Hu Ben, who were good at archery, didn't want to go forward and show off their archery skills again.

On the contrary, the Hu Ben soldiers, who were not very good at archery, felt no pressure and competed in archery enthusiastically.

(End of this chapter)