Born a phoenix? The husband I picked up is the young emperor

Chapter 1086

So why take such a risk that has no chance of winning? Therefore, the archer in the army was not notified to return to the capital.

The Ministry of War was very angry about this and had long had complaints about the newly established Northern Propaganda Department.

A game whose outcome was still uncertain was hyped up by the Beijing Propaganda Department in the Yijing Weekly, as if victory was already in hand.

Now, the ugly daughter-in-law finally has to meet her parents-in-law.

The nations finally came to fight, but they couldn't send any men from the north wing. It was impossible for them to let a few martial arts candidates go on the field, right?

The military examination is a military examination, and those who come out of it are people who have no combat experience at all.

Don’t be fooled by the fancy martial arts examination. When you really get to the battlefield, it will scare the candidates so much that their legs will go weak.

The Ministry of War thought that for safety's sake, they should still select from the Imperial Guards. At least, the Imperial Guards still practiced in the arena every day.

Relying on a few furry kids, what if I lose...

Emperor Mingde disagreed. "It would be better if a few kids lost. If my imperial guards lost, would you be able to save my reputation?"

In this case, the Ministry of War did not dare to say anything more. In the end, Emperor Mingde made the final decision and sent the three young generals.

They were Wei Yuzhi, Ma Chuyang and Tang Xinghe who took part in the military examination.

The person who filled the vacancy was the son-in-law Cen Yuan.

This list was kept secret until today.

At this moment, the Minister of War's face was as gloomy as if someone had borrowed money from him. With a command, the archery competition among countries began.

The first to take the field was naturally the North Wing, who were playing at home.

The whole audience held their breath and no one shouted "North Wing will win" anymore. Everyone was afraid that the sound of their breath would blow the arrows off course.

In fact, this was a bit of an overreaction. The Jinghua Arena originally had no spectator seats, but was built to welcome the new ones from various countries.

However, because the arena is too large and archery competitions are different from other competitions, they cannot be viewed from close up, and the stands are actually very far away from the archery field.

Now they can only tell which side is on the field by the color of their clothes.

The first person to come on stage was Wei Yuzhi, who was still a little bit unbelievable after having just received praise from the teacher.

He was immersed in incredible emotions: Ah, the sir praised me, the sir praised me, the sir said that I have extraordinary talent, the sir asked me to shoot arrows based on my feeling.

He announced loudly, "North Wing, Wei Yuzhi."

The sound was loud and resonated.

Because of the echo, the whole audience shouted "Wei Yuzhi".

This boy is wearing a red archery suit with tight sleeves. The upper part of the sleeves is long enough to cover the hands, while the lower part is short, which is convenient for archery.

He carried a quiver on his back, jumped onto his horse, and ran lightly across the field to test the terrain.

I just felt that the wind was particularly warm when it blew over me.

Hey, he suddenly felt that he could calculate the speed of the horse, the speed of the arrow, the speed of the wind... That feeling was very mysterious and indescribable, and it was something that could not be captured at all under normal circumstances.

But at this moment, he seemed to have grasped it. No, he not only grasped the mystery of speed, but also seemed to have grasped the trick of controlling the speed of wind and arrow.

The speed of wind and arrow combined with the speed of horse are a perfect combination.

Following a command from the examiner, Wei Yuzhi galloped three times on his horse in the Jinghua Arena, and the horse's hooves made a wonderful tapping sound on the grass.

By the fourth lap, the boy pulled the bow and arrow and stringed it, feeling the coordination of the wind speed and the horse speed.

White warhorse, red boy, arrow shot...