Princess Consort of Tang Dynasty

Chapter 208 I'm Not Drunk, I Can Still Drink

Dazhou archers shot down one arrow with two arrows, and Turkic archers shot down three arrows, two of which were still in the bullseye.

The results are as follows.

Dazhou: 00111 10001
Turkic: 10111 11011
In the end, Turkic scored eight points, Big Friday scored three points, and Turkic won three points.

After learning that the archery skills of the two were not top-notch, Shen Sanwen immediately asked to increase the distance, and all ten arrows could hit the target, which showed that this competition was still too easy!
Zhang Yang and Man'er naturally had no doubts and could not admit defeat.

Shen Sanwen revised the rules again, one point for shooting at the edge of the target, and two points for the center of the target, it is exciting to fight, who wants to see you all just get your arrows stuck on the edge?
After changing the target, the second team played under such unfriendly treatment. Fortunately, Da Zhou's shooters should have an advantage this time, and they also have the experience taught by their predecessors.

Da Zhou shot the arrow first, and the two first shot an arrow each to test the depth. After knowing that they were invincible, the Turkic player wretchedly moved the arrow close to the edge of the target.

The farther the distance, the harder it is for the arrow to affect the other arrows on the bullseye. Although the soldiers of Dazhou have some advantages, they dare not shoot randomly. They can only shoot peacefully, expecting to shoot down the opponent's arrows.

In this round, only one arrow was accidentally shot down, nine to ten, and Da Zhou narrowly won.

Shen Sanwen was naturally right again, it was different to have a military god by his side, but unfortunately, Wang Bin not only did not send the money, but also replied the same words as him, owed.

The competition of [-] people is very fast. Although it is the strong point of the Turkic people, after adding a lot of bullseye distance and the experience of the predecessors, the shooting becomes more and more aggressive, and the audience applauds from time to time.

Dazhou people are better at summarizing and using their brains.In addition, hunting is always closer to the prey, and only training is the limit of the pursuit of distance. It is getting more and more difficult for the Turks to hit the target and attack, and the balance of victory is further tilted towards Da Zhou.

In the end, Da Zhou narrowly won by [-] points, making up for the points in the first round. Turkic still lost, and there was no excuse to find, so he was so angry that he wanted to smash the cup.

Losing three games in a row, the winner has already been divided, but Shen Sanwen suggested to continue the game, and persuaded Maner, since it is an exchange between the two countries, the outcome should not be taken to heart, but mutual understanding should be enhanced.

No one will be reconciled to losing three times, and Maner also wants to win back.

Then the wrestling match began.

Turkic wrestling is naturally won by knocking down the opponent and then suppressing the opponent from getting up. Da Zhou didn't have this, and Shen Sanwen didn't mention any changes to the rules. It was the most normal match today.

But the result was no different, and the Turkic wrestlers couldn't beat it.

Man'er angrily asked Zhang Yang what the soldiers of the Great Zhou practiced and why they lost in Turkic wrestling.

How did she know that Zhang Yang explained the knowledge of human bones to the soldiers under his command, where are the vital points, how to attack and evade, and how to make feints.Strengthening the physique, flexibly defending oneself and defeating the enemy has always been the essence of the training of the brave army.

Zhang Yang sighed, "This is the traditional Kungfu of the Great Zhou Dynasty. It has to be practiced since childhood."

Man'er cut a word and didn't believe a word. If Dazhou really had such a godly traditional skill, Turkic would be so nourished there now.

The day is not over yet, Turkic has lost four games in a row, and Man'er is in no mood to compete again.

Shen Sanwen moved the time of the wine fight to the celebration banquet in the evening.

Emperor Wu had already arranged the banquet for the evening, just waiting for today's match, and the result was as expected.

The streets of Luoyang are filled with a festive atmosphere. The Turks lost and the Great Zhou won. Many people felt more honored as a member of the Great Zhou. Those who were worried about the Turks also breathed a sigh of relief. The Great Zhou is so strong, it seems nothing. I'm so worried.

Only Zhang Yang was thinking about how to make the little girl happy, she must have exploded with anger, and she was defeated by reality after she had the chance to win.

night.

Emperor Wu presided over the banquet, and Man Er also attended the celebration banquet. She didn't want to come. The core of the regiment has to come.

Fortunately, at the banquet, Shen Sanwen and Zhang Yang toasted and praised her frequently, and no one came up to make fun of her and make fun of her.

Emperor Wu was not interested in watching the competition, and in front of the crowd who praised Zhang Yang for his military training, Shen San asked a few people to leave after he succeeded in hosting the competition, and the wine fight should start at meal time, right?

Maner really wants to get drunk, this is not the Dazhou she knows, nor the Turkic she knows.

High-concentration clear spirits were served on the long table, and the two teams looked at each other unkindly, as if they would never fall down unless they drank each other down.

The atmosphere was pretty much the same. Shen Sanwen announced the rules of the game. There were [-] bottles of wine on each side of the table, and whoever drank it first won the game. The wine was very spicy, and people who couldn’t stand would have to leave the game and couldn’t continue drinking. .

At the scene, there was no phenomenon of scrambling to drink it up, and everyone had experienced the power of this wine.

It's not interesting to watch people drink, especially those who don't drink themselves, but as a referee, Shen Sanwen can't leave either.

Everyone, you have one cup and one cup, and you take one sip and one sip. While drinking, monitor whether there is any intentional waste and slippery on the other side.

After a while, the scene was filled with the smell of alcohol, and some people with light drinkers started talking nonsense, and each of them only drank half a bottle.

Shen San asked people to step forward to inquire, and pulled up the sitting people, and those who couldn't hold the wine glass or stood still were immediately out of the game.

These people refused to leave one after another, kept yelling that they were not drunk, and then were weakly dragged down by three or two guards, forcing them to fall to the ground to rest.

Drinking alcohol hurts the body, and the alcohol concentration is too high to exceed one's own load and it will hurt the brain. It is inevitable to have a headache for a long time the next day.If something really happened, he, the referee, would be screwed.

Shen Sanwen only remembered that alcohol is a gut-piercing poison. It would be understandable for him to avoid something really unacceptable through drunkenness, but why do you drink when you are happy and when you are talking about business?What is the point of drinking?

Probably like a game, there are winners and losers as well as strengths. Once you get used to drinking, you can compare yourself with others, and drinking alone can have your own fun.

He might never figure it out if he doesn't drink.

But there is one thing he understands, if Li Baidou's hundred poems on wine were replaced with this kind of strong wine, the discipline Li Bai would not even be able to write, let alone poetry.

This wine fight is different from the usual celebrations or drinking. The Turkic people are only anxiously seeking a victory. If there is no rule of Shen Sanwen, many people will be desperate to drink and climb off the opposite Dazhou people. .

On the other hand, the soldiers of Da Zhou, although their eyes were full of vigor, they were talking and laughing, which was completely regarded as a celebration, but the strong alcohol was very unaccustomed, and they became dizzy very quickly.

"I'm not drunk, I can still drink."

"Take it."

(End of this chapter)