Back to the end of the Eastern Han Dynasty

Chapter 487

Yang Feng was pleasantly surprised when he heard the words, and praised loudly: "Brother Feng, your words are so right!! Yes, a hundred good horses are necessary! I agree!"

Soon, Yang Feng called a slender archer with well-proportioned arms and confessed a few words to him.

Feng Yao also ordered Zhao Yun to take part in the competition.

"My lord! Are you so cruel! I'm afraid that Yang Feng will vomit blood if he loses! A hundred good horses! This is comparable to an elite army of 1000 men!" Xu Chu whispered to Feng Yao .

Feng Yao chuckled, signaled Xu Chu with his eyes not to reveal his secrets, and pretended to be worried, and said to himself: "It's over, it's over, don't lose in a while! How about this hundred horses?" Good horses... Alas, a hundred good horses is a trivial matter, but a person like me who keeps his word will do what he says!!"

Yang Feng listened to it, and the smile on his face became even wider.

in the shooting range

The competition will start soon, with an order.

The pretentious archer started first, drawing, nocking, drawing, and shooting, almost in one go, and the arrow hit the bull's-eye with a whoosh sound, and a good start came, and there was a burst of applause all around, and A proud and confident smile appeared on his face.

On the other hand, Zhao Yun was here, almost no one noticed his existence, as if Zhao Yun played just to set off the archer, and it was impossible to win!

Yang Feng seemed a little embarrassed, and said with a smile to Feng Yao: "By the way, I'm a little embarrassed, I didn't explain to you in advance, my archer has been practicing archery since he was five years old, and has won countless awards. Glory, I think your subordinates will definitely not be able to win! You see, the first arrow hit the bull's-eye. If you are lucky, you may be able to hit the bull's-eye! If you don't want to lose too much face, I can do it too. accept,……"

Feng Yao secretly laughed in his heart, as soon as the archer made a move, Feng Yao saw that he was not as good as Zhao Yun, so now what he was thinking about was not winning or losing, but how to get a hundred good horses from Yang Feng after winning !After all, if Yang Feng insisted on not giving it and deliberately relied on it, he would not be able to turn his face on Yang Feng for such a trivial matter now.

But if he can't get the horses, outsiders will think that Feng Yao is easy to bully. Of course, he can also pretend to be generous. After winning, he will give up the hundred horses and give Yang Feng a favor. You can save face with Yang Feng.

But Feng Yao didn't want this kind of result!
One hundred good horses are one hundred good horses that can at least become the war horses of the national light cavalry, not ordinary war horses, let alone the pack horses ridden by ordinary herdsmen.

Not only did Feng Yao plan to bring these one hundred good horses back, but Yang Feng personally sent them to his door in such a beautiful way.

This competition seems to be Yang Feng wanting to give Feng Yao a blow, and it can be seen as Feng Yao's blow to all enemies and those who are about to become enemies!He wants to send out a signal that from now on, he will be the strongest in Anyi City or in the court!
Feng Yao secretly smiled in his heart, but his face was serious, and he looked at Yang Feng with a surprised expression, "Yang Cheqi, are you afraid of losing? Or are you afraid of losing a hundred good horses? If Yang There is a shortage of horses in the chariot army, don't be polite, just tell me, and I will send someone to send a hundred good horses immediately!"

After finishing speaking, he pretended to be distressed and sighed to himself: "Oh, there are too many horses, and sometimes it is a trouble! This horse can eat more than humans, and it is more difficult for humans to take care of! I don’t like too many war horses anymore, I really want to find a chance to let these cavalry fight for a while, so that I can lose some people and horses, and get the spoils of victory, eh! I like war!”

Hearing this, Yang Feng said angrily: "General Feng, don't underestimate people. A mere hundred good horses is a thing in the eyes of others, but in my eyes, they are like worthless things. Don't say you won't lose, they are real. If you lose, I, Yang Feng, will immediately send these horses to your camp!!"

At this time, there was a sudden exclamation in the shooting range, Yang Feng didn't care to talk to Feng Yaoduo, and looked back anxiously.

In the arena, the archer under him looked nervous, and he shot an arrow and almost missed the target, but Feng Yao's subordinates were brilliant, their hands were as fast as lightning, swish, swish, and arrows flew like beads, blinking. Just shoot ten arrows, and all the arrows hit the red heart.

Yang Feng's archers still had two arrows to shoot. Seeing that Zhao Yun's skill was astonishing, he abandoned his bow and sighed: "I have been practicing arrows for nearly [-] years. I never thought it would be so bad!" If you don't return, you just leave.

Zhao Yun smiled, returned calmly, and stood behind Feng Yao.

In this competition, Zhao Yun easily won without having to use the magical skill of shooting three arrows in succession.

"How about it, Yang Cheqi, my archery skills in the south are not bad either!" Feng Yao looked at Yang Feng's embarrassed and shocked expression, and said with a smile.

"Okay! Now that I have said it, I will definitely send those hundred good horses to your camp!" Yang Fengdao paused for a moment, and then said, "Why don't you go to my study and talk about it!"

Feng Yao nodded, and everyone got up and left.

On the way from the shooting range to the study, I happened to pass a small river with a wooden bridge like a promenade across the river.

"Please! General Feng! After crossing this bridge, it will be my study. Hehe, I have already ordered someone to prepare fine wine and beauties to entertain you!" Yang Feng asked, asking Feng Yao to pass through the small bridge first.

If it were an ordinary person, after hearing Yang Feng's words and knowing that there were fine wines and beauties in front of him, he would definitely be tempted by the beauties and fine wines, and would immediately step forward, but Feng Yao was vigilant in his heart, and secretly said: "If something abnormal happens, it will happen." There is a demon! Yang Feng is the master and I am the guest, but he is not leading the way, but invites me to go first, which is wrong! And I just came to visit, Yang Feng is so enthusiastic, he is a beauty and Is it fine wine? There must be fraud in it!"

Feng Yao's face remained calm, pretending to look at the scenery, he glanced left and right. Although the corridor on the bridge has a roof, there are only pillars on the left and right, and the four sides are transparent. The scenery in the camp can be seen at a glance, and nothing can be seen. Wrong place.

"Yang Cheqi, you are the host and I am the guest. This is my first time here and I am not familiar with it. You should lead the way!" Feng Yao stepped aside.

"Oh!..., ha ha! That's right!" Yang Feng was stunned for a moment, patted himself on the head, and stepped onto the small bridge first.

Feng Yao then followed, but he patted Yang Wu and Xu Chu on the left and right, Zhao Yun and Xia Houbo on the left and right, and winked at each other. On the two right and left, protect Feng Yao in the middle and move forward vigilantly.

In front, Yang Feng seemed a little anxious, and suddenly quickened his pace.

At the same time, the river water on both sides of the bridge suddenly changed!

"Wow! Wow!..." There were several bangs, and the surface of the water suddenly looked like a broken mirror. The crystal water curtain was lifted up by a dozen black shadows, and ten black-clothed masked men jumped out of the spray on the left and right. , holding a flying claw in one hand, and a gleaming dagger in the other.

(End of this chapter)