Lin Gao Qiming
Chapter 2708
Chapter 2708 The Capital (65)
The arrow is parallel to the ground, keeping the force pointing forward.
The bowstring is pulled to the side of the ear, the arrow feathers stop at the mouth, and the mouth is full of flowers to listen to the string.
Look directly at the two eyes and take the arrow as standard.
Traditional bows have no sights, and use the arrow or a certain point on the limbs as a reference for aiming.
Liu Changxu squinted his eyes. The arrow in his sight was solid and the target was not. According to his daily experience, the aiming point was too high. Adjust the expected point of the arrow and move the aiming point down.
If there is no finger pull, the moment the string is released, the bowstring will rub against the fingers, the vibration of the bowstring will intensify, the flight stability will be disturbed, and the hit will be reduced.
The bone wrench is smooth, with low friction, little disturbance, clean strings and improved accuracy.
Liu Chang's thumb and index finger relaxed naturally, and the bowstring slid from the finger.
After playing the strings, the hand that pulls the strings swings backwards.
Where the bowstring sounds, the arrow slips away like a swimming fish.
The arrow is a good arrow, the feathers are carved feathers, the body of the arrow is twisted, and the posture is stable.
When the arrow leaves the string, it is expected in the heart, and where it hits depends on the arrangement of fate.
The body of the archer on the opposite side swayed, and an arrow shaft was inserted into the throat.
The enemy was hit by an arrow, his hands were exhausted, the bow and arrow in his hand lost control, the bow and arrow collapsed and flew obliquely towards the sky, the arrow did not fly high, and fell powerlessly.
The archer then fell to the ground, kicking his feet wildly, scratching the ground with both hands, making the last desperate struggle.
One step ahead of the enemy, life is close.
Archer No.2 saw his companion fell to the ground, and immediately turned his head and shot an arrow.
Interferenced by the injuries of his companions, the enemy's arrows were slightly deflected.
The enemy's arrow passed by the side of his face, and the whistling sound passed through his ears. Liu Chang's heart was like an ancient well without waves, and he remained unmoved.
Liu Chang took three arrows from his quiver and carried them in his front hand.
Take the arrow with the front hand and use the jade girl shuttle style, which is a rapid-fire method.
Push the back and draw the bow, shoot rapidly.
The sharpness of the front arrow, the sound of the horn bow, the sobbing and the wind chanting, and the light of the arrow turning into a little bit of starlight.
The first arrow hits the leg, and the enemy throws his bow, dragging his injured leg and fleeing.
The second arrow hit the back, the arrow shot from behind, pierced through the chest, and the enemy fell down.
The third arrow hit the back again, the front and rear arrows clustered together, the arrow shafts almost stuck together, the enemy twitched, leaned less, and fell silent.
Holding the short gun in his hand, Lao Feng followed the formation of mandarin ducks, when an enemy suddenly attacked from the side.
Lao Feng put him two meters in front of him, held guns in both hands, and knocked him down with a single shot.
The gun flames and torches flickered, and the sound of the guns was as heavy as a drum, capturing the souls of the bandits.
The thieves are all mobs, they only want a decisive battle to decide the outcome, if the first battle is unfavorable, the human feelings will be shaken, and they will collapse immediately if they no longer have the heart to fight for a long time.
Seemingly hearing the firing of the starting gun, the mentality of the rest of the people collapsed, and they lost their fighting spirit. They shouted and fled in all directions.
Seeing the enemy fleeing, there was a commotion among the mandarin ducks.
Zhao Liangjian shouted loudly: "Don't chase after poor bandits, don't get confused, hold your ground and let them run for their lives."
Wu Yanluo knew what was going on, he couldn't do anything anymore, he turned around to leave, his knee hurt, he was shot by an arrow, and fell to his knees.
Looking back, there was a strong man standing sideways in the distance, pointing at him with a bow.
Wu Yanluo gritted his teeth and straightened himself up. The shaft of the arrow on his knee shook, causing the arrow to tremble.
A pain in the shoulder, and another arrow.
Wu Yanluo threw down the knife and broke the arrow shafts on the two wounds with his bare hands. He limped and walked with difficulty. After running for a while, he was breathing violently, his lungs were hot, his injured leg seemed to be broken immediately, and the world in his eyes gradually blurred. There was a sound of wind from the back of his head, a bang, and he lost consciousness.
Wu Yanluo woke up, already tied up, and his lungs were still burning.
Wu Yanluo looked at the main road, but there were no corpses on the road, they must have been dragged into the forest to hide, he turned his face, and saw a rider beside him holding a water bag with his hands tilted, and clear water poured out of the bag.
A flirtatious woman bent over and stood in front of her eyes, lathered soap, scooped up a handful of water, and washed away the blood stains on her hands and face.
With a grunt, Wu Yanluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty to moisten his chapped throat.
The woman heard the noise, turned her head to look at him, and said to him: "Unfortunately, you woke up late, there is no need for you to speak, your companion has already tried everything."
Wu Yanluo saw that the two leading men were behind the woman, they were obviously the leaders, and asked: "How about my brothers in the forest? Why didn't they fight out?"
The woman took the towel handed over by Old Feng and wiped her hands, then said with a smile, "I have already killed all the people in that team."
Wu Yanluo was startled, looked at the woman, and asked, "Dare to ask her name."
The woman said: "Liao Sanniang from my son's family."
Wu Yanluo nodded, and said stiffly: "Okay, if you know who died at the hands, you can also be a sensible ghost."
Liao Sanniang asked with a smile on her face, "Don't you beg for mercy? Maybe spare your life."
Wu Yanluo spat on the ground, and said: "The world is weak and violent, and it is difficult for the people to be safe. In this life, you are useless, you can't be an official, and you are a bandit. It's already worth it, why bother to ask for help like a pustule, let alone..."
Speaking of this, Wu Yanluo glanced at Liao Sanniang and said, "You will never forgive me."
Liao Sanniang lightly raised her eyebrows and asked, "How can you see that?"
Wu Yanluo sneered, and said, "You bitch has hostile eyes and killing marks on the corners of your mouth. You, like me, are vicious tigers who always want to devour people. You are nothing more than a civet cat playing mouse. I beg you when you die. For one thing, use my knife to cut off my head."
Liao Sanniang stared at Wu Yanluo, the smile lines at the corners of her mouth slowly receded, her face turned cold, and after a while, she said: "The two have already formed a blood feud, let you go back. This line will be unsafe in the future, but it will only increase troubles. Eliminate the evil. , I will help you, Senior Brother Liu, please send him a ride."
Liu Chang nodded, picked up Wu Yanluo's long knife from the ground, and led Wu Yanluo into the forest with a group of people.
A little further away from the main road, Liu Chang saw a huge basin-shaped pit in front of him, where the body could be thrown, so he dragged him to the side of the pit with his hands, and knelt down on Wu Yanluo.
Kneeling by the pit, Wu Yanluo raised his head, and said to Liu Chang: "If you fight on foot, I will definitely beat you. It's a pity that I can't use my martial arts. I should have gone up and put the right one just now."
Liu Chang said: "I can draw a strong and hard bow, and my back is strong. I may not lose you in a knife fight. No matter who you wait for, it will be in vain. Our martial arts, formation, and equipment are all superior to yours. If there are 20 more people, you will also be defeated." Not an opponent."
Wu Yanluo glanced at Liu Chang, snorted coldly, and said: "The mandarin duck formation you used was created by Qi Shaobao. It is a formation in the army. It is the most effective way to restrain the wandering soldiers. I am a deserter in the army, and I was defeated by the mandarin duck formation. He was subjected to military law and died unyielding."
Liu Chang looked around, and suddenly saw two half-rotten skeletons at the bottom of the big pit. The skeletons were covered with grass mud, and their eyes were deep, eerie.
Liu Chang couldn't help being taken aback when he saw it.
Seeing Liu Chang's strange expression, Wu Yanluo followed his line of sight and saw the two skeletons. He was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly.
Liu Chang looked at him strangely and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Wu Yanluo said: "Those two skeletons are the daughters of a senior official. They robbed their family a while ago, raped the two girls and killed them. They were very happy. Cut off the heads and throw them here. I have long forgotten it, and I didn't expect to meet again when I was dying, which is also a bad fate."
Liu Chang frowned, and said: "The souls of the dead are not far away, retribution is not good, the law of heaven is demanding your life, and you are about to use your head to pay homage to the wronged soul."
Wu Yanluo gave Liu Chang a hard look, and said, "Eighteen years later, I will be reincarnated as a thief, and then I will rob and kill you."
Liu Chang opened his mouth mockingly, and said, "Okay, then, I'll kill you again."
After finishing speaking, Liu Chang held up the long knife in his hand, checked his face, flicked the blade with his middle finger, and there was a clear and pleasant ding.
Wu Yanluo turned his face and said, "I sharpened this knife all day yesterday, and it's very fast."
Liu Chang said, "I'll see you off."
Wu Yanluo said hesitantly: "No need, cut a few more times, so that I can savor the taste of death."
Liu Chang shook his head and said, "I don't want to torture others, I will keep my hands steady and keep you happy."
Wu Yanluo chuckled, and said, "That's fine, I'm sorry."
On Wu Yanluo's mud-covered neck, there is a flesh-white neck pattern, like a marking line, the white is dazzling, it is the pattern of decapitation.
Liu Chang rubbed the thumb of his left hand on Wu Yanluo's neck to make the decapitation lines clear, and he could feel the joints clearly from his fingertips.
Sure enough, as Wu Yanluo said, as soon as he rubbed the victim's neck, he straightened his neck and received the knife.
With a wave of the long knife, the slope of the blade fits the trajectory of the knife swing, the sound of the knife is sharp, and the cutting line and the decapitation pattern perfectly coincide.
The head fell down, the neck section was smooth and flat, a stream of blood spurted from the neck cavity, and the head rolled down the slope along the edge of the pit to the bottom of the pit.
The head was rolling, stained with the mud of broken leaves, and the head's mouth could be vaguely seen moving twice, as if to say: Good knife.
Wu Yanluo's head rolled down to the bottom of the pit and collided with two skeletons, forming a character shape.
Liu Chang looked at the three heads at the bottom of the pit, and thought silently: Humans are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, chaos and misery, life and death are impermanent, may there be an end to the troubled times, bless you and others, and you will be peaceful people in the next life.
Liu Chang kicked the decapitated body into the pit, and was about to leave with the knife in hand when suddenly a gust of wind blew up at his feet, making people feel cold.
Liu Chang stopped and thought for a while, then turned back to the edge of the pit, and inserted the long knife in his hand into the soil beside the pit with a "crack", and said, "Your knife, return it to you."
After speaking, go out of the forest.
Little Bazi looked at the forest and asked, "Those corpses..."
Old Feng interjected: "The capital uses carts to drag them to the streets of Zuojiazhuang every day, and there are more people starved to death than this. This kind of thieves have no Baojia hometown, no one is looking for them, and no one cares about them. If Some people have kindly restrained themselves to count their luck, otherwise they will reap the rewards."
After a short pause, Lao Feng said again: "It's good luck that no one is injured."
"What happened to the captives?" Sanniang asked casually.
"There's some news," Old Feng's eyes flashed, "I'll explain it in detail when we get to Zhuangzi. Do you want to bring it with you and ask in detail?"
"No need," Liao Sanniang said, "this little guy won't know any vital joints, so he'll cut them off."
Lao Feng turned around and entered the woods.
Liao Sanniang saw Xiao Bazi looking at her with a hint of fear in her eyes, she asked, "What? Blame me for being cruel?"
Xiao Bazi shook his head and said, "If a person is not ruthless, it is difficult to stand up, and life is hard."
Liao Sanniang took out a copper coin, flicked her thumb, and ejected the copper coin far away, and asked, "Which side do you guess is facing up? Is it the word, is it Man?"
(End of this chapter)
The arrow is parallel to the ground, keeping the force pointing forward.
The bowstring is pulled to the side of the ear, the arrow feathers stop at the mouth, and the mouth is full of flowers to listen to the string.
Look directly at the two eyes and take the arrow as standard.
Traditional bows have no sights, and use the arrow or a certain point on the limbs as a reference for aiming.
Liu Changxu squinted his eyes. The arrow in his sight was solid and the target was not. According to his daily experience, the aiming point was too high. Adjust the expected point of the arrow and move the aiming point down.
If there is no finger pull, the moment the string is released, the bowstring will rub against the fingers, the vibration of the bowstring will intensify, the flight stability will be disturbed, and the hit will be reduced.
The bone wrench is smooth, with low friction, little disturbance, clean strings and improved accuracy.
Liu Chang's thumb and index finger relaxed naturally, and the bowstring slid from the finger.
After playing the strings, the hand that pulls the strings swings backwards.
Where the bowstring sounds, the arrow slips away like a swimming fish.
The arrow is a good arrow, the feathers are carved feathers, the body of the arrow is twisted, and the posture is stable.
When the arrow leaves the string, it is expected in the heart, and where it hits depends on the arrangement of fate.
The body of the archer on the opposite side swayed, and an arrow shaft was inserted into the throat.
The enemy was hit by an arrow, his hands were exhausted, the bow and arrow in his hand lost control, the bow and arrow collapsed and flew obliquely towards the sky, the arrow did not fly high, and fell powerlessly.
The archer then fell to the ground, kicking his feet wildly, scratching the ground with both hands, making the last desperate struggle.
One step ahead of the enemy, life is close.
Archer No.2 saw his companion fell to the ground, and immediately turned his head and shot an arrow.
Interferenced by the injuries of his companions, the enemy's arrows were slightly deflected.
The enemy's arrow passed by the side of his face, and the whistling sound passed through his ears. Liu Chang's heart was like an ancient well without waves, and he remained unmoved.
Liu Chang took three arrows from his quiver and carried them in his front hand.
Take the arrow with the front hand and use the jade girl shuttle style, which is a rapid-fire method.
Push the back and draw the bow, shoot rapidly.
The sharpness of the front arrow, the sound of the horn bow, the sobbing and the wind chanting, and the light of the arrow turning into a little bit of starlight.
The first arrow hits the leg, and the enemy throws his bow, dragging his injured leg and fleeing.
The second arrow hit the back, the arrow shot from behind, pierced through the chest, and the enemy fell down.
The third arrow hit the back again, the front and rear arrows clustered together, the arrow shafts almost stuck together, the enemy twitched, leaned less, and fell silent.
Holding the short gun in his hand, Lao Feng followed the formation of mandarin ducks, when an enemy suddenly attacked from the side.
Lao Feng put him two meters in front of him, held guns in both hands, and knocked him down with a single shot.
The gun flames and torches flickered, and the sound of the guns was as heavy as a drum, capturing the souls of the bandits.
The thieves are all mobs, they only want a decisive battle to decide the outcome, if the first battle is unfavorable, the human feelings will be shaken, and they will collapse immediately if they no longer have the heart to fight for a long time.
Seemingly hearing the firing of the starting gun, the mentality of the rest of the people collapsed, and they lost their fighting spirit. They shouted and fled in all directions.
Seeing the enemy fleeing, there was a commotion among the mandarin ducks.
Zhao Liangjian shouted loudly: "Don't chase after poor bandits, don't get confused, hold your ground and let them run for their lives."
Wu Yanluo knew what was going on, he couldn't do anything anymore, he turned around to leave, his knee hurt, he was shot by an arrow, and fell to his knees.
Looking back, there was a strong man standing sideways in the distance, pointing at him with a bow.
Wu Yanluo gritted his teeth and straightened himself up. The shaft of the arrow on his knee shook, causing the arrow to tremble.
A pain in the shoulder, and another arrow.
Wu Yanluo threw down the knife and broke the arrow shafts on the two wounds with his bare hands. He limped and walked with difficulty. After running for a while, he was breathing violently, his lungs were hot, his injured leg seemed to be broken immediately, and the world in his eyes gradually blurred. There was a sound of wind from the back of his head, a bang, and he lost consciousness.
Wu Yanluo woke up, already tied up, and his lungs were still burning.
Wu Yanluo looked at the main road, but there were no corpses on the road, they must have been dragged into the forest to hide, he turned his face, and saw a rider beside him holding a water bag with his hands tilted, and clear water poured out of the bag.
A flirtatious woman bent over and stood in front of her eyes, lathered soap, scooped up a handful of water, and washed away the blood stains on her hands and face.
With a grunt, Wu Yanluo swallowed a mouthful of saliva with difficulty to moisten his chapped throat.
The woman heard the noise, turned her head to look at him, and said to him: "Unfortunately, you woke up late, there is no need for you to speak, your companion has already tried everything."
Wu Yanluo saw that the two leading men were behind the woman, they were obviously the leaders, and asked: "How about my brothers in the forest? Why didn't they fight out?"
The woman took the towel handed over by Old Feng and wiped her hands, then said with a smile, "I have already killed all the people in that team."
Wu Yanluo was startled, looked at the woman, and asked, "Dare to ask her name."
The woman said: "Liao Sanniang from my son's family."
Wu Yanluo nodded, and said stiffly: "Okay, if you know who died at the hands, you can also be a sensible ghost."
Liao Sanniang asked with a smile on her face, "Don't you beg for mercy? Maybe spare your life."
Wu Yanluo spat on the ground, and said: "The world is weak and violent, and it is difficult for the people to be safe. In this life, you are useless, you can't be an official, and you are a bandit. It's already worth it, why bother to ask for help like a pustule, let alone..."
Speaking of this, Wu Yanluo glanced at Liao Sanniang and said, "You will never forgive me."
Liao Sanniang lightly raised her eyebrows and asked, "How can you see that?"
Wu Yanluo sneered, and said, "You bitch has hostile eyes and killing marks on the corners of your mouth. You, like me, are vicious tigers who always want to devour people. You are nothing more than a civet cat playing mouse. I beg you when you die. For one thing, use my knife to cut off my head."
Liao Sanniang stared at Wu Yanluo, the smile lines at the corners of her mouth slowly receded, her face turned cold, and after a while, she said: "The two have already formed a blood feud, let you go back. This line will be unsafe in the future, but it will only increase troubles. Eliminate the evil. , I will help you, Senior Brother Liu, please send him a ride."
Liu Chang nodded, picked up Wu Yanluo's long knife from the ground, and led Wu Yanluo into the forest with a group of people.
A little further away from the main road, Liu Chang saw a huge basin-shaped pit in front of him, where the body could be thrown, so he dragged him to the side of the pit with his hands, and knelt down on Wu Yanluo.
Kneeling by the pit, Wu Yanluo raised his head, and said to Liu Chang: "If you fight on foot, I will definitely beat you. It's a pity that I can't use my martial arts. I should have gone up and put the right one just now."
Liu Chang said: "I can draw a strong and hard bow, and my back is strong. I may not lose you in a knife fight. No matter who you wait for, it will be in vain. Our martial arts, formation, and equipment are all superior to yours. If there are 20 more people, you will also be defeated." Not an opponent."
Wu Yanluo glanced at Liu Chang, snorted coldly, and said: "The mandarin duck formation you used was created by Qi Shaobao. It is a formation in the army. It is the most effective way to restrain the wandering soldiers. I am a deserter in the army, and I was defeated by the mandarin duck formation. He was subjected to military law and died unyielding."
Liu Chang looked around, and suddenly saw two half-rotten skeletons at the bottom of the big pit. The skeletons were covered with grass mud, and their eyes were deep, eerie.
Liu Chang couldn't help being taken aback when he saw it.
Seeing Liu Chang's strange expression, Wu Yanluo followed his line of sight and saw the two skeletons. He was taken aback for a moment, and then laughed wildly.
Liu Chang looked at him strangely and asked, "What are you laughing at?"
Wu Yanluo said: "Those two skeletons are the daughters of a senior official. They robbed their family a while ago, raped the two girls and killed them. They were very happy. Cut off the heads and throw them here. I have long forgotten it, and I didn't expect to meet again when I was dying, which is also a bad fate."
Liu Chang frowned, and said: "The souls of the dead are not far away, retribution is not good, the law of heaven is demanding your life, and you are about to use your head to pay homage to the wronged soul."
Wu Yanluo gave Liu Chang a hard look, and said, "Eighteen years later, I will be reincarnated as a thief, and then I will rob and kill you."
Liu Chang opened his mouth mockingly, and said, "Okay, then, I'll kill you again."
After finishing speaking, Liu Chang held up the long knife in his hand, checked his face, flicked the blade with his middle finger, and there was a clear and pleasant ding.
Wu Yanluo turned his face and said, "I sharpened this knife all day yesterday, and it's very fast."
Liu Chang said, "I'll see you off."
Wu Yanluo said hesitantly: "No need, cut a few more times, so that I can savor the taste of death."
Liu Chang shook his head and said, "I don't want to torture others, I will keep my hands steady and keep you happy."
Wu Yanluo chuckled, and said, "That's fine, I'm sorry."
On Wu Yanluo's mud-covered neck, there is a flesh-white neck pattern, like a marking line, the white is dazzling, it is the pattern of decapitation.
Liu Chang rubbed the thumb of his left hand on Wu Yanluo's neck to make the decapitation lines clear, and he could feel the joints clearly from his fingertips.
Sure enough, as Wu Yanluo said, as soon as he rubbed the victim's neck, he straightened his neck and received the knife.
With a wave of the long knife, the slope of the blade fits the trajectory of the knife swing, the sound of the knife is sharp, and the cutting line and the decapitation pattern perfectly coincide.
The head fell down, the neck section was smooth and flat, a stream of blood spurted from the neck cavity, and the head rolled down the slope along the edge of the pit to the bottom of the pit.
The head was rolling, stained with the mud of broken leaves, and the head's mouth could be vaguely seen moving twice, as if to say: Good knife.
Wu Yanluo's head rolled down to the bottom of the pit and collided with two skeletons, forming a character shape.
Liu Chang looked at the three heads at the bottom of the pit, and thought silently: Humans are not human, ghosts are not ghosts, chaos and misery, life and death are impermanent, may there be an end to the troubled times, bless you and others, and you will be peaceful people in the next life.
Liu Chang kicked the decapitated body into the pit, and was about to leave with the knife in hand when suddenly a gust of wind blew up at his feet, making people feel cold.
Liu Chang stopped and thought for a while, then turned back to the edge of the pit, and inserted the long knife in his hand into the soil beside the pit with a "crack", and said, "Your knife, return it to you."
After speaking, go out of the forest.
Little Bazi looked at the forest and asked, "Those corpses..."
Old Feng interjected: "The capital uses carts to drag them to the streets of Zuojiazhuang every day, and there are more people starved to death than this. This kind of thieves have no Baojia hometown, no one is looking for them, and no one cares about them. If Some people have kindly restrained themselves to count their luck, otherwise they will reap the rewards."
After a short pause, Lao Feng said again: "It's good luck that no one is injured."
"What happened to the captives?" Sanniang asked casually.
"There's some news," Old Feng's eyes flashed, "I'll explain it in detail when we get to Zhuangzi. Do you want to bring it with you and ask in detail?"
"No need," Liao Sanniang said, "this little guy won't know any vital joints, so he'll cut them off."
Lao Feng turned around and entered the woods.
Liao Sanniang saw Xiao Bazi looking at her with a hint of fear in her eyes, she asked, "What? Blame me for being cruel?"
Xiao Bazi shook his head and said, "If a person is not ruthless, it is difficult to stand up, and life is hard."
Liao Sanniang took out a copper coin, flicked her thumb, and ejected the copper coin far away, and asked, "Which side do you guess is facing up? Is it the word, is it Man?"
(End of this chapter)
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