"I'll shoot it for you now!" Zhou Yang fired his bow again, aimed at Bai Yu on Su Jiando's roar, and shot him with an arrow.

"call out!"

The yellow arrow broke through the air barrier and made a sharp whistle, which was so terrifying.

Su Jian heard it and his heart blew, "It was such a mighty thing when he first shot an archery. Isn't this my life?"

Zhou Yang's arrow had a good force, but his accuracy was too poor. He did not come to Bai Yu, but aimed at Su Jian's face. Su Jian was not panicked at all, and took a step to the left, and the yellow arrow shot from the right. He flew far away, shot on the ground, and penetrated half a foot of the ground.

"What a freak, you have such strength!" Su Jian looked at Bai Yu who was still trembling, and secretly praised in his heart, but shouted at Zhou Yang: "You can't even shoot a useless thing!" It seemed that he was impatient.

Zhou Yang finally realized that shooting at the bullseye and shooting at the white feather are two completely different realms. Zhou Yang does not have this kind of strength yet. He no longer does anything that he can't do, aim at the bullseye and shoots an arrow.

The strength of the Great Yellow Bow is too strong. Every time Zhou Yang shoots an arrow, he has to use all his strength, run a series of mental techniques, and restore his strength and shoot another arrow. This time has been spent too much, and Su Jian continues to yell, but he patiently waits for Zhou Yang to finish shooting.

After shooting thirty arrows, Su Jian came back with the target, threw the target in front of Zhou Yang, and shouted coldly: "Zhou Yang, you are very good, it's amazing! There are only twenty-four arrows that hit the target, but only ten arrows that hit the target. There are no arrows that hit the target. You are the worst shooter in Jianzhangying!"

Zhou Yang's first time shooting an arrow, he could have twenty-four arrows on the target and ten arrows hit the bull's eye. Of course, he would not tell the truth. This is a common problem for the instructor. No matter how good you do, he always wants to belittle you.

Zhou Yang looked at the target for a while and was very ashamed. Lu Bode could cut off his feather with one arrow. He was still off-target level. I don’t know when he would reach Lu Bode’s level.

Su Jian kicked a stone away with one foot: "This is just the foundation of archery. I won't take this test at all. I want to take your riding and shooting skills."

"No exam?" Zhou Yang was surprised.

Su Jian said disdainfully: "Put a target there, and ask you to stand here and shoot arrows. Is this still Jianzhangying? That's what the waste shoots! Jianzhangying is the best army of the Han Dynasty. He is good at archery skills. He has to ride on a horse, speeding while shooting the moving target. Within an incense stick of time, all thirty arrows hit the bull's eye before they can pass."

This was too perverted, and Zhou Yang was a little stunned when he heard it. However, Zhou Yang was still surprised, and Su Jian said, "Is this difficult? All the targets are held by brothers, running around the mountains and fields. You ride a horse and have to go to find the targets by yourself. You can only shoot the targets, not people. Those who have injured their arms and legs will have one hundred military sticks. They will behead their heads to death!"

The more he said, Zhou Yang became more and more shocked. The method of building the Zhang camp to train troops was really special. It could be said that it was cruel. He actually held the target with a living person. However, if you think about it carefully, it was closer to actual combat. On the battlefield, who was standing and asking you to shoot? If you want to kill the enemy, go find it yourself.

"The soldiers of Jianzhang Camp are all very good at riding and shooting. They are all archers like Lu Bode. They say they want to shoot your nose, but they won't shoot your eye sockets." Su Jian said proudly: "So, no one has missed over the years."

Su Jian then said: "If anyone who holds a target is shot, he will be punished by military rules. If the arm is injured and the leg is injured, he will have one hundred military sticks. Jianzhangying's military sticks are pushed by one stick and several sticks elsewhere. One hundred military sticks are hit. No matter how hard a man is, he will have to peel off his skin even if he doesn't die. If you don't have three months, don't think about staying. If you shoot your arm, you will have one hundred military sticks. If you wipe a little skin, you will also be one hundred military sticks."

"What about shooting to death?" Zhou Yang was a little curious about the little injury, which was only one hundred military sticks.

Su Jian's answer was very cold-blooded, which made Zhou Yang speechless: "Even the arrows of brothers can't escape. It's not a pity for such a person to die. For your own life, you have to practice hard!"

He looked at Zhou Yang and his tone was even higher: "Strict soldiers and generals are the strategy of leading troops here! Only with strict military laws can elite soldiers and generals be produced. Any soldiers from Jianzhang camp should be picked up by one, and they will take one as one as a hundred! If you move forward, you will never have to worry about life and death!"

Zhou Yang was both frightened and admired. Su Jian was right. The soldiers here lived in danger all the time and were very close to actual combat. For life and honor, how could they not train desperately? How could they not be the most elite army in the Han army?

"With your current shooting skills, I want to pass the test. How much hope does it have? I don't need to say it clearly?" Su Jian finally stared at Zhou Yang.

Zhou Yang's first archery shot was so good that he could get twenty-four arrows on the target. Although it was good, he was still far behind if he wanted to pass the exam. However, Zhou Yang was not the kind of person who easily gave up. He thrust his chest and said loudly: "Please rest assured, I will work hard!"

"Trial hard work is not something that is said! It is something that is done!" Su Jian's face was still cold, he picked up two targets and said, "You go a hundred steps away, hold the two targets, run quickly, I'll shoot the arrow."

"Two targets?" Zhou Yang couldn't understand why he had to hold two targets.

Su Jianyi glared at Zhou Yang with an idiot: "Do you think a shot of white feathers is a good archery technique? It may be good elsewhere! Here, Jianzhangying is not a big deal!"

It was obvious that he did not tell lies. Zhou Yang was shocked and curious, how many secrets did Jianzhang Camp hide?

"The soldiers of Jianzhang Camp must draw their bows left and right, one arrow and one target! This is what we have passed the test." Su Jian's voice was very high: "That's how archery, even the Huns' Condor Heroes are just like this!"

Zhou Yang heard from Gongsun He that he was the best shooter in the Huns. Each of the soldiers in Jianzhang Camp had to shoot left and right, and the archery skills were definitely not inferior to those in the Huns. Unfortunately, when the civil officials in the court mentioned the Huns, they used the Huns cavalry and shooting to tell the story, but they didn't know that the soldiers in Jianzhang Camp had no skills below the most elite Huns' cavalry and shooting skills, and they were really blind.

Zhou Yang held two targets and came a hundred steps away and ran quickly.

Su Jian held the yellow bow in his hand, took the yellow arrow, and shot the left and right, aimed at the two targets, hitting the bull's eye, one target and one arrow. Zhou Yang came back with the target and shouted loudly: "Great shooting skills!"

"The flying general has one bow and four arrows, and eighteen arrows in a row, that is a magical skill!" Su Jianda yearned for it.

Li Guang's archery skills are unique in ancient and modern times. They are indeed an idol in the minds of countless people. Zhou Yang was fascinated by hearing this.

"The so-called magical skills are not that amazing. They are all made through hard work. They are fed with injuries and blood! As long as you are willing to work hard, there is nothing you can't do!" Su Jian said a rare good thing and actually encouraged Zhou Yang.

Su Jian held the target and stood a hundred steps away. Zhou Yang shot the arrow and shot one arrow, hitting the bull's eye. Zhou Yang was not strong enough, so he could only shoot one arrow and take a breath. In this way, he shot thirty arrows and shot them, and the more he practiced, the better he could do it.

Of course, Su Jian kept increasing the weight. Zhou Yang could always complete it, although he was exhausted when he finished it and was almost exhausted.
Chapter completed!