(Xie Dameng and Zhao Wuxiu 2014, don't Xie Fushy Ski)

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The eagle flies in September, the grass grows and the horses are fat, the autumn air is clear and the eyes are relaxing, and the most suitable for riding and shooting duels...

The location is at the foot of Bailang Mountain, where there is a flat school ground, which is a training base for the daily White Wolf Knights. The audience also has choices. In addition to Ma Han, Zhao Yun, Tian Yu, Xiahou Lan, Tang Nu and other generals, there are also 50 female knights of Ma Yun and more than 100 Hango tribe girls who can ride horses and shoot archers below Niannu. More than 20 of them are the grassland flying swallows who participated in the counterattack in the Hango Village that day. Even Li Ji was excited to ride a carriage and came to watch this rare showdown between the two beauties.

In fact, the news of this competition has been blocked. Otherwise, once it spreads, countless people in Bailang City will rush to see the duel between Shuangjiao. Of course, Ma Han does not allow this situation to happen. He has to keep his face for the person who lost, especially Jack Ma, who can lose, but cannot lose in full view of everyone.

There were more than a hundred cavalry guards outside the village field, and dozens of guards were on the field to maintain order. Apart from that, there were basically not many irrelevant personnel present, and no matter who lost or who won or lost, it would not be too embarrassing.

The sun was rising, the sky was high and the clouds were relaxing, and two equally strong and tall figures, one red and one white, were covered in a ray of rays and walked lightly, and walked to the table where the horse was sitting, bowing and bowing.

Today, the two women were very energetic. They wore narrow sleeves, short straight-fitting clothes, tight-fitting thin armor, long body, full chest, full waist, round and slender legs, high-tube leather boots, and a horse whip suspended with a tail finger... They are full of queen style!

Ma Han smiled and said, "Today, the two women competed with skills and won the first female cavalry general in history. We are witnessing today and are honored. In the future, it will become a good story. Therefore, no matter whether you win or lose in this battle, please be calm and correct your mindset. You must be convinced if you lose, and you must be generous if you win. How about it?"

Both Ma Yuntu and Zhao Yingzi were thrilled and felt a sense of excitement to create history. They responded in a crisp voice: "Abide by the command of the Duwei."

Ma Han nodded with satisfaction and said, "Cabinet battles, infantry battles, and swords and guns are blind. No matter who is injured, we don't want to see them. Therefore, today's duel will determine the outcome by shooting, how about?"

"Yes, just..." Ma Yunhe hesitated for a moment. Rumo raised his thick eyebrows, "My horse is a Dayuan alien species, and he may take advantage of it when shooting..."

"It's okay." Ma Han smiled, "I also have a Dayuan horse. His divine horse is not under your mount. I will lend you a silver arrow for a while."

Zhao Yingzi thanked happily. She took a boat north all the way and ran to make out with Yin Arrow when she had nothing to do. She had already become familiar with Yin Arrow and could ride without any trouble.

Ma Han waved his hand and asked the guards to present two pots of arrows, each of which was a "no-no-blood-bubble arrow" for cavalry training. The rule is to first shoot the opponent's key, and of course, it is OK to shoot the horse's key points. If the twenty arrows are shot and both sides fail to hit effectively, the draw will be awarded.

Next is to choose a weapon. This is very simple. Arrows are rationed, and most of the bows are brought by themselves. After all, your bow is the most convenient to use. Then add a cavalry arm shield and the weapons are considered complete.

Ma Yunli picked up an arm shield and came out loudly, while Zhao Yingzi hesitated for a moment when choosing a bow. In fact, she had two bows, and went north all the way, and she finally understood the mystery of the bow with a round iron circle. In delight, she also asked for one, and Ma Han approved it.

Based on the bow strength, length and arm span used by Zhao Yingzi, the bowmaking institute tailored a pulley bow of five stones for her, which could break armor and kill enemies at 70 steps, which was much stronger than the one stone bow she had originally used. Zhao Yingzi has been very familiar with the bow recently and was about to threaten the bow to win, but just now Ma Yunli proposed the matter of taking advantage of his horse, which touched Zhao Yingzi. When choosing the bow, she repeatedly weighed the pros and cons, and finally her slender hand couldn't help but hold the one stone bow.

At this time, Zhao Yun came over, pressed her shoulder, and said warmly: "That little lady from the Ma family is also fucking a stone bow, just use a stone bow to fight him. Uncle believes that you can perform at your best."

"Yes." Zhao Yingzi bit her red lips, focused her head heavily, pulled her bow and twisted her waist, and ran quickly towards the white horse and silver arrows that raised her hooves in the distance.

Dongdongdongdongdongdongdongdong! The battle drums sounded and the showdown began.

Get it! Get it! One red and one white, two riding shadows are apart fifty steps apart, galloping in the same direction, and the fast horse whips, like two cloud swallows, flying along the endless valley.

After a hundred steps of Mercedes-Benz, the two women raised their bows at the same time.

Whoosh-

call out--

Zhao Yingzi reacted quickly and raised her arm suddenly, crackling! The arrow was hitting the arm shield and bounced back to the ground.

Ma Yunli's eyes were fast and his hands were fast. His white wrist suddenly flipped. The golden whip hanging on his tail finger was like a spirit snake swaying his tail. With a snap, he slashed the flying arrows to nowhere.

The first arrow between the two sides was tied.

The female knights and the Hango tribe girls screamed and cheered, cheering for the supporters of each other, and even the guards who maintained order cheered.

With this momentum, the two women set their bows again, and the speed was astonishingly consistent.

laugh--

An arrow flew three inches above Zhao Yingzi's head, and Zhao Yingzi had just leaned on the back of the horse. If he was half a minute slower, the arrow would hit the neck.

call out--

A arrow flew past Ma Yuntu's chest. If Ma Yuntu's chest was half taller, this arrow would be enough to make her suddenly burst into tears.

At this time, the two riders had reached the finish line and were turning around to the next round.

The two girls bit their lips white at the same time, one angry and the other was embarrassed. When they clamped their horse boots, they rode like flying, their strings kept turning, arrows intertwined in the air, and their arms, shields, and horse whip flew, and crackling sounds endlessly.

The cheers on the court almost never stopped, and the scene was so lively that only a few hundred people shouted out the momentum of thousands of spectators.

Zhao Yun and Xiahou Lanxin hung their little niece, their eyes tightly locked in the arena. Tang Nu and other officers were watching the wonderful things and applauded. Tian Yu whispered to Ma Han, who was attending the seat: "City Shou, is this 'Fei Yan Ling' just talking about it, or is it serious?"

Ma Han smiled: "Do you think I'm talking and playing?"

Tian Yu opened his mouth, hesitated for a moment, and said, "Since ancient times, there has been no female soldiers. Even the military saint Sun Wu trained the palace maids for the King of Wu, but he only made the palace maids understand the military laws and form an array, and he never used it to trap the city guards. Is it a good thing for the ancestors to follow the elegant affairs of the ancestors?"

Ma Han smiled and shook his head: "Sun Wuxun Wuwa, at best, is only military training, but Fei Yan Ling really wants to go to the battlefield, not a catwalk, nor a gimmick. Guorang, don't underestimate the female soldiers. Well, 70% of the medical centers of our Hango tribe are women, and you have seen their functions with your own eyes. Without them. When our Hango tribe was in Wuyanwei Village, the casualty rate was at least 50%.

Tian Yu couldn't understand the show or gimmick, but he had no objection to the huge role of female guards. Now many soldiers with sergeants above the White Wolf Camp are survivors of that battle. If there was no such medical center at the beginning, many minor injuries would become serious injuries, and serious injuries would become death. On this point, Tian Yu has always admired the foresight and wonderful ideas of the city guards. However, female cavalry and female guards have two different concepts. Fighting on the front line and rescue in the rear is even more different. This move must be observed and careful!

Regarding Tian Yu's doubts and worries, Ma Han did not explain too much, but said leisurely: "Flying Yan Ling will follow three principles: one is small and exquisite, and control it to about a hundred people; the other is that it will never be used as a regular soldier to engage in conventional operations. It will only be used as a surprise soldier; the third is that its command power does not belong to the Bailang Camp, and it will form an independent army, without the approval of the original commander. No one has the right to call it."

Tian Yu looked at the city guard in surprise, his eyes flashed, and hesitated: "So that Feiyan Ling will be the same as the wolf-fanged flying cavalry, and is the guard of the city guard..."

Ma Han pointed Tian Yu with his fingers and laughed: "Female Guard? You don't think I want to... Hahaha! I'm confined my command, just because no one in this world knows the real benefits of female soldiers and their role in war. Guorang, you will definitely see it in the future..."

At this moment, a tsunami of cheers came, and the two women competed for the most critical moment.

Both sides had minor "injuries" before. Zhao Yingzi was shot in the left leg, and Ma Yunli hit three arrows in the body. After the referee's inspection, it was finally determined that it would not affect the showdown, and both sides could continue to fight.

The two women stared at each other, turned over the horse, and checked the quiver on their backs. They found that only five or six arrows were left. If these arrows were shot, they could not "hardly hurt" the opponent, and today's battle would end in a draw.

Among the generals present, Tian Yu's riding and shooting was the weakest, and he couldn't help but ask Ma Han: "With the city guard, who will win the two little ladies?"

Ma Han smiled and said, "When it comes to Chizhao, the one who has the most say in the world is Baima Yicong. Zilong, what do you think?"

Zhao Yun did not pretend to be humble, bowed and said, "In terms of archery, the two of them do not distinguish between Xuanzhi. The Ma family's little girl wins in accuracy and her heroic posture wins in speed; in terms of controlling the cavalry, the two of them do not distinguish between equals. In this competition, it depends on who can play to their strengths. This is the key to victory or defeat."

Ma Han smiled and said, "Zilong and someone's eyes are similar. Ma Yunli's archery skills are training arrows, which are more accurate, but lack murderous aura. Yingzi has practical experience in chasing life and death, so her archery skills are more sharp and heavier, not precise, but only fast, to suppress the opponent. This is the battlefield fighting style. In terms of riding a silver arrow for the first time, Yingzi suffered a loss. She didn't have enough tacit understanding. She was not a stirrup help, but she was afraid she had hit more than one arrow. If she could transfer to a good horse that she used to riding, her chances of winning would be at least 20% more."

Zhao Yun thought about it, nodded repeatedly, and praised: "It is precisely this principle that the essence of the city guard's analysis is even more important than the clouds."

Although both Ma Han and Zhao Yun were optimistic about Zhao Yingzi, the competition was changing dramatically. Sometimes, strength was not the only decisive factor, luck was.

It's so good! The smoke is flying under the hooves, and the sky is illusion. Two riding shadows, one red and one white, seem to be rushing out from the dazzling aperture, with a gold edge, which is dazzling. Two white feathered and red arrows are facing each other. After running for more than ten steps, the two horses soared into the air.

Whoosh — whoosh —

The two arrows intersected and passed by in the air.

Ding! The arrow flew away from Ma Yunli's cheek, and the silver bell in the middle of the left ear, and the bell flew without a trace.

Crack! The arrows were flew over Zhao Yingzi's shoulders and hit the quiver with his side. The leather-wrapped wooden pot was broken and the arrows were scattered.

Everyone's faces changed from the stands, whether it was the Red Turban Female Horseman or the Hango Girls, they exclaimed in unison.

Zhao Yingzi's face was pale, she bit her lips tightly, held the reins, and trudged the horse hard. Fifty steps away, Ma Yunli's chest was undulating rapidly, and the arrow in his hand was aimed at her, but it was not triggered.

Ma Han slowly stood up and raised his right hand: "The winner has been decided, Jack Ma wins!"

The female rider of the red scarf was boiling, and they rode their horses forward, surrounding Jack Ma, like stars holding the moon, cheering constantly.

Zhao Yun hurried forward, helped his niece off the horse, gently pressed her shoulders, and whispered the comments he had with Ma Han before. Zhao Yingzi's expression slowly disappeared with her big eyes shining, and her expression became happy. She slapped her mouth, raised her small fist, shook her forcefully, and expressed some determination.

Ma Han looked at the distance with a bright smile as bright as autumn, Zhao Yingzi smiled slightly. This was the ending he wanted. Only when Ma Yunli won would she be reluctant to leave. That silly girl from the Ma family has not yet awakened!

However, there are still smart girls among the Red Turban female riding horse. Look, a pretty girl took Ma Yunli's jade arm and asked loudly in her ear: "Little lady, if you have won the title of female riding horse, are you really going to stay in this White Wolf City?"
Chapter completed!