Chapter 968 The general is mighty (Part 1)
The Western Regions are not far from Shu. Starting from Yangsha City, the Zhouzi Battalion of about 20,000 people moved forward at full speed. In about a day and night, they arrived at the edge of Shu.
"Master Fu."
A bearded scout said next to Fu Qingzhou: "If we go further, we will reach Baishan City. There are mountains on both sides of this city. It is impossible to go around it. If we want to go around, we will have to walk for at least half a month. ”
He is a scout and the captain of the Zhouziying Qingqi Team. His name is Lai Qianfeng. He is the one with more "character" recorded on the roster.
According to records, this person is extremely talented in Qinggong. He was taught the technique personally by Hong Ruohai. He is quite powerful. His running skills are not inferior to those of the so-called Qianfang Baixiao Tower disciples. However, he is also unconvinced by anyone other than Hong Ruohai. , even a general is useless.
Fu Qingzhou had originally thought about how to "tame" these big-headed soldiers with personalities...
For example, as written in many novels, pretend to be a pig first, and when they look down on themselves, the airborne boss, suddenly show their hands and shock them...
Then he realized that he had thought too much.
Lu Chengping was right. He didn't have to worry about being unable to suppress them. Even Lai Qianfeng, who was thorny, respected him quite a lot...
I don’t know what kind of reputation I have spread to them?
"Master Fu?"
Lai Qianfeng asked carefully: "What do you think? Should we take a detour?"
Fu Qingzhou came to his senses and asked: "What is the military strength of this Baishan City?"
"I'm afraid I'm not weak."
Lai Qianfeng responded: "The general ran back and forth twice and took a look. I estimate that there are four to five thousand troops inside, and the terrain is difficult, so it will not be easy to defeat them."
At this time, Lu Chengping, who had been silently cooking next to him, raised his head.
"Master Fu."
He wiped his mouth gracefully: "Do you want to attack the city?"
"We need to attack at least one city." Fu Qingzhou said calmly: "Since we want to attract the attention of Xishuo's army, we can't touch it quietly. At least, we have to hit them until their flesh hurts and announce our arrival."
"The way to use troops is to surround them ten times and attack them five times..."
Lu Chengping frowned and said: "We have fewer soldiers than them. Although we have strong soldiers and strong horses, if we want to attack a mountain city, the cavalry is useless... I'm afraid it will be difficult."
Fu Qingzhou touched his chin.
After a while, he raised his head: "What if I destroy their city gate or blow down the city wall?"
Lai Qianfeng and Lu Chengping widened their eyes at the same time.
"That, Mr. Fu."
Lu Chengping smiled bitterly and said: "War is not a duel between masters. Even if you are very powerful, it will be difficult to bully the opponent's city wall to do something... What's more, the city walls of our Yan Kingdom are not the earthen walls of the Yi Kingdom."
"Yes, Sir, please think about it again." Lai Qianfeng scratched his head: "There are many masters in the world, and there are also many in the army! If you want to run under the opponent's wall, they will also shoot arrows and send people to besiege you. You...even if you are a marshal, you have been surrounded by Beiyi armies several times, and you are still in danger, let alone being under other people's city walls. This danger..."
"Who said I was going under someone else's city wall?" Fu Qingzhou interrupted him, half-smiling: "Three miles away, I blew open their city gate."
The two stared again.
Fu Qingzhou knew they couldn't believe it, so he simply stood up without saying anything.
At this time, the soldiers of Zhouziying were having lunch, and the three of them were sitting around the stove talking.
There are many high and low hills in this area, but it is still a large plain. According to the geographical classification, it is still in the Western Region. It is just that there are no cities, no villages, no villages, and it is a relatively deserted area.
"Bow and arrow." Fu Qingzhou stretched out his hand to Lai Qianfeng.
The scouts all carried bows and arrows with them, and Lai Qianfeng naturally had one on him. He quickly understood what the young man in front of him was going to do, and his eyes widened.
Of course, he still handed over his bow and arrow with a hint of disbelief and curiosity.
Fu Qingzhou took the bow and arrow, smiled, and began to walk outside the temporary camp.
His move attracted the attention of many people in the camp.
As the only and highest commander of Zhouzi camp, he suddenly raised his bow and arrow and headed outside the camp. All the soldiers naturally looked over.
When they discovered that Fu Qingzhou was standing outside the camp, gesturing at several hills not far away, they were all stunned.
What is this for?
Soon, someone approached Lai Qianfeng.
"Boss Lai, what were you talking about just now? What are you doing, Mr. Fu?"
"What is he gesturing about? Hunting? Are there any wild animals?"
"You want to show off your archery skills? But there's no target over there?"
Please...you...collect 6...9...books...!
Various questions rang out around him. Lai Qianfeng curled his lips and whispered: "Master Fu said that he wanted to blow up the gate of Baishan City with one arrow from three miles away."
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"???"
There are no punctuation marks in this era and this world, but three question marks pop up in everyone's head.
What is the concept of three miles of land?
It's not far, it's just a matter of the cavalry charging.
But for a bow and arrow, it is definitely a long distance.
Ordinary archers use bows of one to two stones, but powerful archers who are successful in practice can use bows of three stones - this can already lead to official positions in the army, like the soldiers who once accompanied Ning Wushu to support the Xuanmeng ceremony. Wang Chen Yanwu is able to fire a five-stone bow, which is unique among the Northern Xinjiang army!
A five-stone bow can shoot a distance of one to two miles without any problem. Even if the arm strength is stronger, it can shoot three miles, but it is a bit difficult to ensure accuracy.
And after shooting to this distance, the arrow is already "at the end of the crossbow", how much damage can it cause?
Shoot an arrow three miles away and blow open the city gate?
They all know that Fu Qingzhou is very powerful, but is this a bit too outrageous?
There are three "Arrow Gods" in the Northern Xinjiang Army, one is Chen Yanwu, one is Ning Wushu, and the other is Marshal Hong Ruohai, but it is impossible for the three of them to have such skills!
Even the strongest Hong Ruohai, the soldiers had only seen him shoot down a Cave Heaven Realm shaman from three hundred steps away with an arrow that was like a shooting star!
But no matter how powerful the shaman is, he still has a mortal body.
The distance of three hundred steps was not that far. With Marshal Hong's terrifying strength in the Xuanxing Realm, the power of that arrow would not dissipate at all.
Master Fu wants to shoot down the heavy city gate from three miles away. Doesn't that mean he is more powerful than Marshal Hong?
"Puncture."
Fu Qingzhou looked at a small hill in the distance and exhaled... After experiencing the previous battle with Tie Le, he had a deeper understanding of breaking the rules.
At first, his arrow only penetrated Tie Le's sword flame, but did not scatter the sword flame.
This... is far from enough.
The real piercing is not just leaving a hole in the opponent's body, but piercing the opponent's weakness and breaking the balance of the opponent's integrity!
The heavenly eye on Fu Qingzhou's forehead opened.
Everything has weaknesses.
People have throats, hearts, and brains. Houses have load-bearing beams and columns. The bricks of city walls cannot all be perfect and indistinguishable. Even if it is a mountain, its center of gravity distribution cannot be balanced...
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Boom!
The big bow wrapped in green light suddenly bounced open after being bent to the extreme. The bowstring vibrated heavily and almost broke. The ordinary arrow disappeared from the place in an instant, drawing a long and slender blue line towards the hill. Whist away!
(End of chapter)