Wei Duoyou thought for a while and then replied: "If you try your best, you can drive the seven stone bow, but the farthest shot is less than 200 steps."

King Yu pondered for a while and said, "It's similar to the strongest warrior on our grassland, but it's far worse than my copper crossbow. It only takes five stones to draw this crossbow, but it can shoot up to three hundred steps at the farthest. I spent fifty kilograms of gold cakes to ask a skilled craftsman to build it for two years. _o_m                                                                                                                                                                                                           �

I don’t hold a bow and arrow, so of course you won’t be prepared. When the north wind comes, I will suddenly fire the crossbow arrow behind me. The arrow uses the wind to help the arrow speed, so naturally I will hit it with one blow. General Wei, now think about it carefully, are you not wronged if you lose?”

Wei Duoyou chewed the words of King Yu carefully, and felt the clouds in front of him, and his heart was filled with joy. After a long time, he said, "After counting this, the king still has a chance to win, but he didn't tell me?"

King Yu smiled faintly: "The son of a thousand gold does not sit in the Chu Hall, and the son of a hundred gold does not stand up in the Heng, why? Because of his preciousness, he should not be in a dangerous place. The general is the god of war to defend the country. This time he is invited by the Zhaogong, he will be highly valued by the Zhou royal family, and will be famous for his future generations. Zhou and Yu are enemies of the enemy who have been vowed for generations. They will fight against the prime minister of the enemy with such a precious body. Isn't it the general's miscalculation of the chances of victory?"

His words aroused Wei Duoyou's alertness: "The king is really familiar with my background. Could it be that you have been waiting here for a long time?"

"The general is too concerned." King Yu smiled: "Since he is an old enemy, he will naturally know every move of the Zhou royal family. As for the unexpected encounter with the general, it is really an unexpected event."

When the two returned to the foot of the mountain, the wolves were waiting in the campfire and they were anxious. When they saw them, they suddenly burst into joy. Tu Ge was the first to meet him, holding the wolves' hand, but his eyes looked at Wei Duoyou: "Father, brother, who did you two win?"

King Yu smiled: "Of course, it was a draw!" He turned to Wei Duoyou and said, "Young general doesn't have to be too humble. Just by archery, I actually lost. Today I was able to get to know the talents of the Great Zhou Dynasty, which is enough to comfort my life. General Wei, please sit down. I invite you to drink. You are better than me in archery, but your alcohol tolerance may not be."

Seeing that he was generous and open-minded, if he was nagging, it would seem trivial, so he smiled and closed his mouth. The King of the Age handed him a wine bag and said, "The horses are the holy things of our Age people. Ordinary herders can only drink them two or three times a year. As a king, of course I can drink them every day. When I was young, I drank several pounds at a time. According to the Zhou people, it was a veritable wine bag." Everyone laughed.

In a moment, the wine bag containing horse wine in King Yu's hand was gone. Wei Duoyou was secretly surprised when he saw it, thinking: "The wine bag must be at least fifteen or sixteen pounds. After he drank it, he seemed to be nothing. This King Yu's is really a huge amount!"

Thinking of this, he also drank a sip. The wine was soft, rich and had a slight sour and spicy atmosphere, which was completely different from the wine brewed in the Central Plains. Wei Duoyou had always drunk a lot, and the horse milk wine tasted extremely thin. He drank more than a pound and was not drunk.

King Yu had been drinking for a long time, and his face turned red slightly. He reached into his arms, took out a wooden pipe that looked like a gourd from it, and said loudly: "Now the King of Japan and you are here to celebrate the immortality of the Qilian Mountains. We have met a good guest. I am so lucky to be so wrong in this life. There is not much future. Why not drink and sing and forget how much life is? Come, I will play a song for you to help you have fun, which is good?" Everyone shouted with a loud voice.

King Yu put the wooden pipe to his lips and tried to blow it. The wooden pipe made a "whimper" sound. Wei Duoyou was curious and asked the Tuge beside him: "What's the name of that thing?"

Tuge whispered, "It's called Hu Zi. My father's slap is a great success. Brother, you have a good reputation."

I saw the King of the Hokage holding a Hu Ba in his right hand and a wooden stick in his left hand tapping it gently on the Hu Ba in his left hand. He heard a sound of "Dede" sound, with movement and stillness, crisp and empty, like a horse's hooves stepping on the wilderness-----------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------

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Everyone was immersed in the heart-wrenching music, and only Wei Duoyou became more and more shocked the more he listened. The first release update @                                                                                                                                                                                                                                            �

The moonlight was like water, the mist was filled with the sound of the slumbers, and the sound of the lingering sound was lingering. Everyone looked at the vast Qilian Mountains in the night, and their hearts were covered by lingering and sad feelings. The bonfire was gradually extinguished, and no one went up to add firewood, for fear of breaking the dreamy silence.

After a long time, Wei Duoyou finally couldn't suppress the suspicion in his heart and asked tentatively: "Is the King's play the minor tune of Wei Rong's army? My younger generation grew up in Wei Kingdom and often heard his mother humming this song since he was a child. I don't know------"

"What?" King Yu's eyebrows jumped, and a strange light suddenly flashed in his dim eyes: "Does A Yu often hum this tune?"

How did a leader of a foreign race know his mother's name? Wei Duoyou was shocked: "The king knows my mother?"

"It's not just about knowing it." King Yu sighed slowly: "Well, I have heard about your mother. This man has passed away, so it's okay to tell you." He poured the remaining wine in his mouth, swallowed it hard, and then said:

"Your mother Yu Wei was the number one beauty in the grassland. Wherever she walked, flowers would bloom, and the morning dew would drip in the direction she was moving forward. All the grassland tribes rushed to ask for marriage to Wei Rong tribe, but Wushou, Lu Fan, Lin Hu-------Naturally, Yu Wei was no exception. I was still the prince of the Yu Rong tribe at that time. My father originally wanted to send me to Wei Rong tribe to marry and form an alliance to restrain the Eighth Division of Chengzhou outside Hangu Pass. Unexpectedly, King Wei Rong had made up his mind to marry Wei Guo and send Yu Wei to Chaoge as the concubine of the Marquis of Wei, which would hurt her for the rest of her life!"

When he said the last sentence, his voice was filled with endless resentment and grievance, and even his voice became hoarse. Wei Duoyou was shocked and thought to himself: "Is it possible that my mother really likes the King of the Holy King in front of him?"


Chapter completed!