Sharp feathered arrows rested on the bowstring.

Cao Xuan glanced at the location where the arrow target was, and the distance of one hundred and fifty paces was not a problem for him at all.

But today, the arrow target has become a little blurry in his eyes, perhaps because of the smoke in his eyes after reading under the candlelight all these years, causing his eyesight to deteriorate sharply.

He looked and then again.

It was not launched for a long time.

He couldn't find the feeling he had in the past, and even when he looked at the target, his heart was bottomless.

The onlookers looked at Cao Xing expectantly, which invisibly exerted a lot of psychological pressure on him.

"Why don't you?"

The soldiers whispered.

Although Cao Xing was born in a bad skin, he also has his own pride and self-esteem. In previous years, when he mentioned himself in the army, no one knew that he was super skilled in archery, but now in front of so many recruits, he must not be ashamed!

Cao Xing gritted his teeth, pulled the bowstring, and shouted: Go!

Shout~

The arrows were shot out, but no reverberation was heard.

At this moment, the whole air was frighteningly quiet.

Not only did he fail to hit the bull's-eye, but he even missed the target.

"General, off target!"

A loud announcement from the sergeant came from the location of the target.

Cao Xing's face suddenly became hot, which was undoubtedly a slap in the face for him.

Guan Hai was also stunned for a moment, a little unacceptable to such a result, Cao Xing's archery technique he had seen with his own eyes, the distance of one hundred and fifty steps was a piece of cake for him, he could shoot blindfolded, not to mention that the arrow target was still fixed.

"General Cao has just returned to the camp, maybe he is a little nervous, let's do it again, everyone applauds and encourages!" Guan Hai said loudly, relieving Cao Xing.

The soldiers then pumped their palms and made a loud noise, cheering for Cao Xing.

Guan Hai personally went over and picked up the feather arrow, and then handed it to Cao Xing, comforting him: "Old Cao, it's okay, it's just a miss, don't be nervous, I believe in you." ”

Cao Xuan nodded, took the feather arrow, and put it on the string again.

Then, Cao Xuan took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He no longer looks with the naked eye, but reads the location of the target with his heart.

God, please!

Cao Xing prayed in his heart and released the three fingers that were holding the string.

Shout!

The arrows were shot again, and in the anticipation of everyone, the cluster still did not make the sound of hitting the target.

The soldiers' expressions were full of disappointment, just now Guan Hai portrayed Cao Xing as a god, causing them to wait for so long in vain, and now it is actually this result.

Cao Xuan opened his eyes, and there was a deep sense of loss between his eyebrows.

The facts are in front of him, and the soldiers are not blind, and whatever he says will only become an excuse for quibbling.

Cao Xuan put down the hard bow in his hand, didn't say a word, turned around and left here in despair.

The wind in the middle of the night, with a slight chill.

When the soldiers gradually fell asleep, Cao Xuan sat alone in the training ground of the soldiers during the day, looking at the arrow target in the distance and was stunned.

No one knows what he's thinking.

At this time, a young general in light armor walked over.

"Father, why don't you go to bed yet?"

The general in charge of tonight's night patrol is Cao Xing's son, Cao Jun.

Many generals in the army know that Cao Jun is actually not Cao Xing's own son, but Cao Xing has always regarded him as his own.

"I can't sleep."

Cao Xing sighed leisurely, just as when he first returned to Bingzhou to serve as the county magistrate, he also had insomnia for several nights.

"Is it for the day?"

Cao Jun sat down next to his father and asked tentatively.

Cao Jun also heard about the daytime incident, and when his father was passing by here, he missed the target twice in a row in front of hundreds of soldiers.

This is a blow to my father, who was known as the 'Marksman' in the past.

Cao Xuan didn't speak, obviously acquiescing to this.

Although the lord and other generals also comforted themselves and didn't have to take it to heart, Cao Xing's heart was still very uncomfortable, like a knife cut.

He is not as good as Xiao Ji and Guo Jia, not as good as Huang Zhong and Ma Chao in martial arts, and even inferior to many veterans in the wolf riding camp, and the only thing he can do is archery.

But now, in full view of everyone, he missed the target twice in a row.

This is a shame and a great shame for Cao Xing!

"Didn't you miss the target? When everyone misses, just practice more, and in time, you will be able to regain the title of 'Divine Shooter', and your son believes in you! ”

Cao Jun was very inspiring and encouraged his father.

But Cao Xing didn't seem to have much energy, and even said very sadly: "Son, you don't have to comfort me. My father knew that I would never be as good as I was back then. My eyes are useless, and my perception is rusty......"

"So what?"

This is the first time Cao Jun has seen his father so depressed and unconfident, he continued: "Father, you are the earliest brother who accompanied the lord, even if you don't do anything, no one dares to say anything to you. ”

"But I don't want to hold my lord back! I don't want others to say that I am a moth in the barracks, and I only know how to waste food! ”

When Cao Jun heard this, he came up angrily, and asked angrily: "Which bastard said, I'll go to him to settle accounts!" ”

"Even if I am declining, I will not dream of seeing Zhou Gong for a long time."

Cao Xuan pulled his son to sit down and sighed heavily.

Now he is nearly forty years old, and his physical fitness is no longer what it used to be.

The main man is in good health, and he exercises regularly, and he looks like he is in the prime of life. And Cao Xing is two years younger than Lu Bu, and his appearance can be seen, but he is slightly older than Lu Bu.

In recent years, he has certainly grown a lot, but he is also physically and mentally exhausted.

"Father, don't chew words with me, you know, I also annoy these crepe things."

Cao Jun said with a grin, without the slightest consciousness as a general, he recalled with his father: "I only remember that when I was a child, I lost a fight with other children, and you told me that if you lose, you will lose, get up first and then talk about it." If you don't get up, you won't have a chance for the rest of your life! ”

Cao Xuan listened silently and did not make a sound.

"You have the perseverance to read and write, don't you have the perseverance to regain the archery skills of the past?"

Cao Jun asked loudly, and then looked at his father with burning eyes: "The soldiers look down on you, so you should work harder." One day, they will see what a hero my Cao Jun's father is! ”

Hearing this last sentence, Cao Xing's eyes were filled with tears.

Maybe it's because of old age, tears can easily come out.

"Jun'er, you've grown up."

Secretly wiping the corners of his eyes, Cao Xuan looked at the son in front of him, and was very relieved between his words.

"If you have time, you can take the time to go back and see your mother, who has not been in good health for the past two years and often misses you."

Over the years, Cao Xing has accepted many concubines, some of them are young and beautiful, and some of them are graceful.

But his heart is always remembered by Cao Jun's mother.

Just like back then, Cao Xing was drunk and beat each other with a few splashes, and was beaten to the point that his nose was blue and his face was swollen, but he fell in love with this gentle woman who applied medicine for him at a glance.

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