The First Order

In the middle of the night, everyone was asleep, but suddenly a bandit came on horseback, and the arrow rain fell from the night.

Only the first round of Arrow Rain shot down more than a dozen people, followed by dozens of casualties, how can ordinary people have seen such a battle?

In this magnificent state, someone suddenly came forward and killed the bandits one by one with his precise and overbearing arrows. How could everyone not applaud?

Everyone stood up and, under the leadership of Ren Xiaosu, applauded and smiled at Qian Weining as a gesture of gratitude.

Ren Xiaosu said: "I heard that President Qian had become the vice president of the Yorkshire Chamber of Commerce because of his strength. I still don't believe that now President Qian has proved himself with his strength! With your protection, we will be more reliable on this road to the north. Now!"

A woman dressed in a more expensive manner echoed: "Yes, thank you for taking action to protect Qian!"

For a time, Qian Weining became a hero in this caravan, which made Qian Weining a little overwhelmed.

Qian Weining looked at Zhang Chongjing's face. He opened his mouth for a long time without saying a word...

First of all, he is not sure if he has shot the bandit, and the bandit is indeed dead. Secondly, who does not like the admiration of others?

Qian Weining smiled awkwardly and said: "It may be all coincidences, but in fact my arrow technique is not so good."

The original applause has slowly subsided, and as a result, Ren Xiaosu clapped hard again: "Chairman Qian not only has strong strength, but also has humble quality, this is the most rare!"

The applause of Pap Pap Pap Pap again warmed up again!

Qian Weining stopped talking at this time. He even felt at a certain moment that maybe the bandits were indeed dying of their precise arrows...

In a carriage in the distance, the little witch An An wondered: "Auntie, is this Chairman Qian's arrow technique really good?"

"It looks good," said the woman. "I listen to the sound of horseshoes. There are fewer than fifty bandits coming this time. He can shoot the bandits one by one in such a fast time. It is really powerful. In fact, I saw him as a veteran of bow and arrow shooting, but he didn’t have much strength, so he didn’t expect much. The result was unexpected, I looked down upon him."

The little witch nodded: "Sure enough, many masters are hidden in the market, and I will let my brother follow them to examine the body of the bandit and see how accurate his arrows are."

At this time, Mei Ge whispered to Ren Xiaosu: "You said that the money will be so powerful, will we not have to go back to Yorkshire?"

Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows: "Why not afraid?"

"The city of Ghent is going to go sooner or later. It is better to have this kind of master to guard the north, than to go back and wait for death," said Mei Ge. "Yes, you are also practicing martial arts in Middle-earth. You have not studied bow and arrow. Do you want me to find the president and borrow a bow for you?"

Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "I haven't learned anything, I won't use it."

After listening to this, Mei Ge was still somewhat disgusted: "Why don't you even learn bows and arrows? Don't you envy that President Qian will shoot the enemy remotely?"

"Not envious," Ren Xiaosu shook his head: "This is really not envious."

"Hard-mouthed," Mei Ge said with a curse. "Okay, I'll borrow a bow and arrow for you. You'll practice too, otherwise you'll be blinded by this natural power!"

With that said, Mei Ge went to Qian Weining.

Ren Xiaosu wondered, why do you learn bows and arrows by yourself, is it not fragrant with an automatic rifle, or is your own black sniper not easy to use?

No matter how strong the bow and arrow are, it is nothing but a cold weapon. In the era of middle-earth hot weapons, who still uses bows and arrows!

So it is not that Ren Xiaosu does not learn, but that he really does not need to learn!

After a while, Mei Ge took a long bow and a pot of feather arrows and handed it over to Ren Xiaosu: "Try it."

Ren Xiaosu glanced at the bow and arrow in his hand, the single bow, the production process is not complicated.

Ren Xiaosu took the long bow in desperation, learning the appearance of President Qian before gently pulling the bow string away, and a random pull was a full moon.

The reason why he pulls the bow lightly is that he is worried that he will break the long bow directly, which can stand the toss of the middle-earth extraordinary...

Ren Xiaosu loosened his bow string and took another feather arrow to shoot at a campfire. As a result, the feather arrow simply missed more than two meters.

Mei Ge said with emotion: "You really can't, can't you hit the campfire at a distance of five meters."

Looking at this tone, Mei Ge couldn't even look at Xiao Xiao's arrows.

Ren Xiaosu pouted his longbow into Mego's arms: "I said no, you have to let me try, rest assured, I don't even bother to use this kind of thing when I want to kill the enemy!"

Mei Ge said sadly: "You will die if you don't brag! You won't use it, you won't use it, why do you despise it!"

"You have the patience to get me a gun," Ren Xiaosu sat leisurely beside the campfire: "Middle-earth people use firearms, who uses bows and arrows."

"The firearms are fired one at a time, and the reloading is so slow, there may not be bows and arrows that are easy to use," Mega said.

Ren Xiaosu was stunned on the spot. Only this sentence would allow him to judge the stage of the wizardry of the wizarding country.

While they were talking, the little witch was secretly looking at Ren Xiaosu in the car. Although her aunt had repeatedly stressed that she should not observe the teenager secretly, she still couldn't help it.

When she saw that Ren Xiaosu instantly filled the longbow, she pulled the woman's sleeve and exclaimed: "Aunt, look, that boy is so powerful!"

The woman glanced at the analysis and said: "The strength of this kid's one-arm is afraid that he must have more than two hundred pounds to pull the long bow so easily. It looks like he is born with divine power."

"No wonder he could chase me that night, co-authored with brute force," An An murmured: "But look at your aunt, his arrow is too bad."

"It's not too bad," the woman shook her head. "It's because he doesn't know how to make arrows. You can see that the posture of holding the bow is wrong."

"This young man should never have entered the royal army," the little witch An An judged: "There are bow and arrow exercises in the army, and those who have entered the army cannot be so amateur."

"Perhaps he has only one power, and he has not received systematic training," the woman regretted. "Unfortunately, this person has no training, and at most, he can give 10% of his strength to 50%. It's a pity. Now."

It was a pity for the woman to say it twice, but she really felt a little sorry.

"Auntie, you said that this kid had never been in the Royal Army and had no background in the wizarding family. Can we foolish him to join us?" An An asked curiously.

The woman said with a smile: "I knew you would ask that, but you have to understand that you want to join us to know the roots."

"Then observe and observe on the way," An An said.

The woman thought about it and replied, "Okay."