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Mo Youcan was speechless for a while. In his heart, he helplessly said: I didn’t ask you, a little brat, did I? And do you understand?
Although he wanted to say that, Mo Youcan didn't say it in the end. He just asked calmly: "Why? Aren't they shooting very well? At a distance of 100 steps, it's already very good to have such accuracy. Even the soldier who was eliminated was almost hit by him."
"That's nothing. My mother can only take 150 steps, and she's incredibly accurate. Even Uncle Dang Yan admits he's inferior to her."
Hearing this, Mo Youcan supported his jaw and said thoughtfully, "Now that you mention it, it really reminds me of something. Your mother shot me with an arrow before! The distance between the city gate and the city gate seems to be more than a hundred steps!"
At that time, the two armies were fighting, and he said something to anger Jing Aotian, but was shot by An Tingyu. If he had not dodged quickly, he would have lost his life.
"So my mother is the most powerful." Little Yunxi said proudly.
"Your son is saying good things about you! Also, don't you want to express your opinion on their performance?" Mo Youcan said lightly.
An Tingyu curled her lips lazily, "What's there to say? My son is not wrong! A hundred steps is not a thousand steps. If you don't even have this ability, what's the difference between you and trash?"
An Tingyu was not surprised that so many people stayed after the first round. After all, it was just unobstructed shooting, the bull's eye was fixed, and the distance was not too far. As long as you were a good archer, it was natural to hit the bull's eye.
"Waste... waste?" Mo Youcan was stunned for a moment, then came to his senses and said helplessly: "Aren't your demands too high?"
As far as he knew, these were all carefully selected. So according to An Tingyu's meaning, did those with worse abilities who were not selected become trash in her mouth?
So has his military camp also become a useless military camp?
An Tingyu looked back at him for a long moment before she said, "Do you want to test how useless their abilities really are? As long as you're not afraid of me suppressing their self-esteem, I'd be happy to give it a try for you."
Mo Youcan pondered for a moment before asking, "How do we try?"
"Based on my observations just now, their shooting range should be between 100 and 120 steps, definitely not more than 130 steps. So my requirements are not high. Just 100 steps, a moving target."
"Moving targets?" Mo Youcan was stunned. "Do you mean to let them go into the mountains to hunt?"
Only humans and animals can move. Of course, it is impossible to shoot people directly, so hunting is the only option!
An Tingyu curled her lips and said, "That's too much effort. Order someone to dig a pit, hide in the pit, hold up the bull's eye, and shake it. Wouldn't that make it a moving target?"
"Yes! This is quite good," Mo Youcan's eyes lit up with admiration. After saying that, he quickly ordered: "General Ming, get started."
"I obey your command!"
After a cup of tea, the pit was dug and the moving target was ready. An Tingyu also stood up from her seat.
"If anyone of you can hit the bull's eye, I'll reward you with a thousand taels of silver, and it's gold!"
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