Chapter 235 The Power of an Arrow
On the parade ground, the drums have stopped beating and the soldiers are silent.
Therefore, the applause and cheers seemed extremely abrupt and harsh.
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In an instant, all the generals and officers of the Shenjiying who were around turned their eyes to the two Lihuatang officials who had serious expressions and were praising loudly.
Even Mo Chou had a strange expression.
I wondered when this troublemaker from Lihuatang was trained to become such a shameless and flattering person.
Could it be that the upper class is following the lower class?
"It hit the bull's eye, it was brilliant."
This comment would be quite appropriate if applied to Tang Ping, who was riding a horse and shooting arrows before.
but……
Zhao Duan...
An arrow didn't even hit the target, at most it barely grazed the edge.
Mo Chou really wanted to ask, "Are you blind?"
Where exactly did the bull's eye hit?
What’s so exciting about it?
Even if you are Zhao Duan's direct subordinates and want to support your boss and restore your dignity... you don't have to do this.
However, Hou Renmeng and Qian Kerou remained calm, as if they didn't care about these strange looks at all.
"Haha, not bad."
Zhao Duan was still holding the iron bow with his head lowered, and his indigo official robe made him look heroic and outstanding.
At this moment, a smile appeared on his face, and he accepted the praise calmly.
Then he turned his head with a smile, looked at Shi Meng and other officers of the Shenjiying, and asked again:
"What about you? What do you think of my arrow?"
Hou Renmeng and Qian Kerou put down their hands and looked at everyone quietly.
There was a moment of silence in the air.
Some generals looked confused and didn't know how to answer. Some perceptive people had already sensed that the atmosphere was not right.
They looked at their commander in tacit understanding.
Shi Meng, who was as tall as a mountain, dark as a warrior on the battlefield but with a mind as sharp as a hair, had his eyelids twitching slightly. If he could sit in such a position, how could he not have the ability to read people's expressions?
At this moment, facing Zhao Duan's half-smile, she felt a sudden shock in her heart for no reason.
After struggling for a moment, he finally managed to force a smile and laughed:
"Hahaha, Zhao Chenshi's archery is as good as a god. Just as these two said, he hit the bull's eye. It's absolutely brilliant!"
As soon as these words were spoken, the expressions of the remaining people changed.
Zhao Duan nodded in satisfaction, and then turned his gaze to the second officer. The latter was silent for a moment, then clasped his fists and said:
"Your Excellency's archery skills are extraordinary. I can see clearly that it hit the bull's eye!"
The third officer smiled brightly, his face full of admiration:
"General Zhao is truly a brave man, a true bullseye!"
Fourth place.
Fifth place.
As Zhao Duan's eyes swept over them one by one, this group of senior officers called "generals" either spoke against their will, or acted calmly, or fawned, or sighed in silence.
But they all chose to pretend to be blind and just compliment him.
There is no such idiom as "calling a deer a horse" in this world, but a similar scene has been staged.
As one superior general after another fell, they expressed their submission to Zhao Duan in this way.
The faces of a group of young officers, led by "Young Master" Tang Ping, changed from confusion and astonishment to anger and disgrace.
Especially Tang Ping, his handsome face gradually turned pale and then turned dark blue.
That's caused by anger.
More than that, it's still unbelievable.
The son of the Duke, who had had a smooth life since birth, had never experienced the dirty baptism of the court. The insidious, cunning and filth of the court had only existed in rumors in the past twenty years.
In other words, he thought that only civil officials were like that. Even if there were such scum among military generals, they would definitely not be found in the capital.
However, at this moment, some of his past ideas collapsed.
He realized that these generals, who had always greeted him with a smile, had another face.
"Commander Shi...you...you..."
Tang Ping's lips turned pale, his eyes widened, and his fists clenched little by little.
He wanted to ask loudly.
Where has the blood and energy of you warriors gone?
When was the backbone of the military officer taken away?
He is just a favorite minister, why should he be so fawning?
Don't even want a little bit of skin?
However, he didn't say anything after all.
But Zhao Duan was not going to let him go.
"Tang Ping, tell me, what do you think of this arrow shot by this general? Did it hit the target or not?"
Zhao Duan looked at him with a smile.
Tang Ping, wearing a white robe and a silver helmet, with a waist like a spear, looked at him coldly.
"Tang Ping..." Shi Meng's eyelids twitched wildly and he spoke softly.
However, this "young master", who was extremely prestigious among the middle and low-level young generals, just snorted coldly, turned around, and strode out of the training ground.
Shi Meng's face changed, and he was about to speak, but Zhao Duan stopped him lightly and said calmly:
"It would be inappropriate for this general to delay the training of his subordinates since he has taken office. Why are you stopping him?"
At this time, Tang Ping left.
Among the group of young officers who had just gathered behind the young master, several of them immediately followed without hesitation.
Several others looked hesitant and seemed to be wavering.
Finally, he followed and left the training ground.
From beginning to end, Zhao Duan did not stop and did not get angry.
There was even a warm smile on his face, as if he didn't take it as an offense.
After the group of people left, Shi Meng tried to smooth things over, forcing a smile and saying:
"Don't blame me, Mr. Zhao. These young people here are ignorant. I will give you an explanation later."
However, he seemed to have overlooked the fact that Zhao Duan was also a young man.
"Haha, Commander Shi, you're being too serious. Why would I care?"
Zhao Duan smiled, and before he could breathe a sigh of relief, he changed the subject and said calmly:
"Oh, right, could you please tell the commander to write down the names of those who left? Haha, don't be nervous. I just admire the courage of these officers. I, the Great Yu, should have this kind of courage when leading the army."
Shi Meng's expression froze.
The other officers around him looked at each other, not knowing how to react.
But his heart sank, realizing that King Zhao was probably going to make things difficult for him.
Shi Meng wanted to say something, but then he thought, after all, it was just a temporary position.
And Tang Ping is the son of the Duke of Zhenguo after all... He will suffer a little at most, and it should be no big deal.
So he could only smile stiffly and agree with a few words.
After all this nonsense, the atmosphere in the field had become extremely weird.
Especially the thousands of soldiers on the field, who were far away and did not hear clearly the "calling a horse a deer" trick, but they were also very agitated at this moment.
A general who can't hit a target from a hundred paces away is bound to be despised.
Thinking about Zhao Duan's experience of getting to the top just by relying on his looks, the scene was in chaos for a while.
Those thousands of gazes also became ridiculing and contemptuous.
"Mr. Zhao, Miss Mo, let's go to the barracks first. Haha, we'll have a banquet in the camp at noon..."
Shi Meng's skin trembled. He resisted the urge to scold them on the spot and intended to take them away.
"Haha, that's fine."
Zhao Duan accepted the advice readily and remained calm.
Seeing this, the generals of the Shenjiying felt complicated, despising and admiring him at the same time.
——Even after being humiliated in front of thousands of soldiers, he remained calm. His thick skin, like a city wall, was at least comparable to that of a strong man in the "Heavenly Realm".
After all, they are warriors. Even if they are afraid of Zhao Duan's power and submit against their will, the contempt in their hearts cannot be erased.
"Let's go." Mo Chou felt uncomfortable all over.
She sighed, thinking that it would be better to just give in and not perform any martial arts at all.
The reputation of His Majesty will also be damaged if implicated.
However, just as everyone was about to leave, Zhao Duan suddenly fell back two steps, as if he was a little annoyed by the noise.
He suddenly picked up the iron bow that was about to be put down.
However, the bow, which was more than half a person's height, was held in one hand with an inverted grip!
He opened his right hand, and at some point, he grasped the bowstring with his palm, and with one hand, he pressed the bowstring toward the bow arm.
He actually "pulled the bow" in the opposite direction with one hand!
The heavy armor-piercing iron bow used by the army is difficult for ordinary people to pull even if they use their hands and exert strength on their waists and arms.
At this moment, it seemed as light as a feather in his hands.
“Crunch…Crunch…”
A sharp and piercing sound was heard, and the iron bow twisted and deformed in the blink of an eye, as if it was struggling and screaming due to the terrifying force.
Zhao Duan raised the iron bow with one arm, his whole body filled with surging energy. Above the taut bowstring, pure white electric snakes suddenly shot out from his fingertips, wrapped around the bowstring, and made a roar like an electric motor explosion.
The generals suddenly turned their heads.
Thousands of soldiers looked at him in surprise.
Zhao Duan looked calm and released his hand.
"Buzz!"
In an instant, a huge "light blade" about ten feet long, like a waning moon, surrounded by lightning, roared out with a terrifying momentum.
Along the way, the compacted ground of the training ground was blown into charred potholes.
"boom!!!!!"
The blade of light passed by and dissipated at the end of the training ground, leaving a scar on the wall.
When the smoke and dust cleared, all the targets in front of me were shattered into dust.
Shi Meng narrowed his eyes.
Mo Chou's eyes widened.
The generals stood there in a daze.
Thousands of agitated soldiers fell silent in an instant.
"Well, let's go." Zhao Duan casually threw down the broken iron bow, smiled, called two of his direct followers, and walked out.
Archery? He wasn't very good at it.
But... who says you can only use arrows to shoot at targets?
…
In the distance, in front of a barracks.
Tang Ping had no expression on his face, and he and a group of low-ranking generals following behind him suddenly stopped.
At the same time, he turned his head to look at the training ground that was blocked by buildings, and vaguely saw smoke and dust rising.
"What happened? Why is there such a commotion?" someone asked in confusion.
Tang Ping also frowned.
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After leaving the training ground, Zhao Duan ignored the subsequent impact.
The following inspection of the barracks in various locations of the Shenjiying went smoothly without any further setbacks.
But throughout the whole process, the officers always looked at him strangely.
In the eyes of these warriors, the power of the "arrow" in the training ground seemed to have reached the power of the Divine Chapter Realm.
Of course, it’s just power.
The exact details cannot be seen based on this alone.
The true strength of a cultivator can only be understood through actual combat.
but……
The rich and condensed aura that Zhao Duan casually revealed was so thick and condensed that even to Shi Meng, it was really scary.
But... didn't they say that he was at most an average mortal?
But, how could a mortal being possess such power?
For a moment, the officers of the Shenjiying were shocked and confused, and suddenly felt that this new boss was a little mysterious.
After inspecting the barracks, Mochou said she wanted to leave and return to the palace.
Zhao Duan sent her off and said he wanted to talk to her alone and had something to say.
…
"what you up to?"
Outside the gate of Shenjiying, next to the carriage.
Mo Chou looked at him warily:
"Don't forget, His Majesty asked you to come here this time to find out the traitor who has taken refuge in Prince Jing's Mansion. You..."
She always felt that Zhao Duan's previous actions in the training ground seemed intentional.
"Don't worry, I know what to do and when."
Zhao Duan was calm and handed her a piece of paper, saying:
"Go back to the palace, present this list to His Majesty for his review, and ask His Majesty to abide by the agreement."
What is your agreement with His Majesty?
Mo Chou was surprised and confused. She glanced around and found that the names on the paper were those of the officers who did not give Zhao Duan face.
The leader was none other than the "young master" Tang Ping.
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