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Chapter 510: A Shooting Game Between the City and the City (Second Change)
Chapter 509

Zhe Keshi turned his head to look at Wang Yang in astonishment, a gleam flashed in his eyes. "Then what should we do according to Wang Jianjun's wishes?" What exactly is this supervising army's guts made of?Zhe Keshi started joining the army at the age of sixteen or seventeen, and is now in his early thirties, and has been in the army for nearly sixteen or seventeen years.

Those supervising soldiers have seen a lot, but the supervising soldiers are either pretending to be aggressive, or keeping a distance from them, the warriors. Only this champion of the current department seems to have always seemed so different.

"How about we play a little game?" Wang Yang grinned and couldn't help laughing. "Let's make gestures together and compare skills"

"Skills competition? You and us..." Zhe Keshi looked at Wang Yang in confusion. He never expected that Wang Yang would actually speak like this.

And the group of military generals all grinned, thinking that this civilian supervising army must have a cramp, competing with us old bastards?

Zhe Keshi touched his nose helplessly and said. "Wang Jianjun, don't be joking. You are a dignified nobleman, and you are also the top scholar in Jinke. You are competing with a bunch of rough guys like us... Haha."

"That's right, Wang Jianjun, when it comes to writing, poetry and songs, there is no need to compare. We will definitely bow down to you."

"Wang will never compare things that the other party is not good at. Now the Xixia Rangers are harassing me in Hongde Village below. We are idle, so I think we will play a little game. Let's Let's compare, within an hour's time limit, whoever can shoot and kill the most Xixia scouts within an hour's time will be considered the winner."

"Wang Jianjun, are you kidding us? Although my archery skills are not comparable to generals, they are definitely not comparable to weak scholars like you." A general couldn't help but jumped out and said. .

"Okay, since you guys think I'm weak, let's make some gestures to see who is the final winner." Wang Yang said disapprovingly.

Zhe Keshi rolled his eyes helplessly, and stood up. "Wang Jianjun, if you don't care about the face of the last general, forget it..."

"It seems that General Zhe also thinks that I can't win, right? Okay, that would be even better. Let's make gestures together and see who can shoot and kill the most Xixia rangers." Wang Yang continued.

"..." Zhe Keshi almost couldn't take a breath, which made Wang Yang choke on his arrogance and gave him a myocardial infarction.

"What if we lose?" One of the generals couldn't help but stand up and ask.

"If you lose, then of course you have to treat the generals present to a good meal. There must be wine and meat." Wang Yang replied without thinking.

This time, not to mention the discount, even the previous generals who were inherently resistant to Wang Yang, the civilian supervisor of the army, were stunned.

"Who else wants to compete, let's talk about it first, there is no limit to bows and crossbows. Wang has never played with bows, so he can only use crossbows." Wang Yang said carelessly.

The originally dignified atmosphere suddenly relaxed, and Zhe Keshi let out a sigh of relief. What the fuck, I was scared to death.

Just now, I was really afraid that Wang Yang would escalate the verbal dispute between them to a political level. In that case, my own group of generals might not die under the sword of the Xixia people, but they would fall. In the sinister officialdom of the Song Dynasty.

"Okay, since Wang Jianjun is so interested, the general will accompany you." The generals of Hongde Village couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

As a result, a group of generals, together with General Qiu who was protecting Wang Yang, couldn't help jumping out to join this competition.

Wang Yang thought for a while, and then said to Wu Qilang behind him. "Wu Qilang, we will cooperate in teams of two, and we will get five or five points for those who are killed."

More than a dozen generals, as well as Wang Yang and others, were scattered all over the three walls of Hongde Village, and the defenders covering the walls of the village naturally became the best witnesses.

What Wang Yang was holding in his hand was naturally the Yuanyou Crossbow that he was very familiar with. At this moment, he had rushed to a village wall, holding the already strung Yuanyou Crossbow, and carefully looked at the walls. The Xixia scout cavalry roared back and forth as they galloped wildly.

The moving target is the most difficult in the shooting competition, and the more difficult one is naturally the moving target with variable speed and turning.Wang Yang took a deep breath, slowly raised the Yuanyou crossbow in his hand, and aimed at the Xixia scout cavalry, who were galloping towards the wall where he was, in a group of three cavalry...

Wind speed, humidity, distance, speed per hour, the rotation of the earth, well...that's what professional-level snipers need to calculate.

However, the lead time, and the approximate lead time required when the Yuanyou Crossbow shoots a moving target, is really no problem for Wang Yang, who has been addicted to shooting games and practiced every day since he developed the Yuanyou Crossbow.

However, if you want a fatal blow, the success rate will never be too high. After Wang Yang pulled Wu Qilang and stood there muttering for a while, Wu Qilang looked at Wang Yang in front of him with a dark face. "Is this appropriate, sir?"

"Oh, don't tell me you're not happy to ask you to cooperate with me?" Wang Yang glared at this guy.

In the end, Wu Qilang could only succumb to Wang Yang's despotic power, and honestly started the unprecedented double shooter cooperation.

At this moment, about two hundred steps below the wall, the three experienced Xixia scouts flexibly manipulated the mounts under them to move lightly, making sudden turns from time to time.

And their gazes were all vigilantly looking at the wall of the village, as long as there was any movement on it, they would immediately move like rabbits.

Just at this time, a crossbow arrow, like a flash of light, rushed straight to the front of the waiter riding in front of him. The guy was shocked, and he turned sideways at the fastest speed with a low cry. A crossbow barely grazed the iron armor on his body, sparking a flash of sparks.

He had just breathed a sigh of relief when he suddenly heard the exclamation from his companion behind him. He couldn't help but subconsciously turned his head and felt something stinging on his neck. No, it wasn't a sting, but it felt like Someone took a heavy hammer and slammed it on the neck, and his consciousness soon became dark.

"Good job!" Wang Yang let go of the trigger, and then gave a thumbs up to Wu Qilang, who just took the Yuanyou crossbow back from the gap in the female wall.

Other than being a little nauseous, Wang Yang didn't feel much discomfort. This is war, a life-and-death war, and it's definitely not the time to lament the impermanence of life.

The cooperation between Wang Yang and Wu Qilang is not perfect, but the problem is that the cooperation of the two can more than double the chance of shooting and killing the scouts.

An hour is not too much time, but it was a full two hours, and within these two hours, the two cooperated and shot and killed three Xixia scouts, and injured two more. It's a pity that the other party escaped in time with the rescue of his comrades-in-arms.

Some of the other participating generals won nothing within an hour, and some won three heads in a row.

On the contrary, it was Zhe Keshi before, maybe those Western Xia scouts were lucky enough, maybe Zhe Keshi was too unlucky, and didn't get a single head.

(End of this chapter)