Five miles west of the county seat is a camp for the training of new soldiers.

It is difficult to get out of the city, and Lu Bu also wants to stop by to have a look.

Before entering the camp, the sound of thousands of horses galloping was heard in the distance.

When the soldiers patrolling the barracks saw Lu Bu, they immediately stood in place, their waists straight, and shouted with great respect: "General." ”

Lu Bu nodded at them, not forgetting to remind them that it was cold, and remembering to add two more clothes inside.

Although it was a simple two sentences, it won the heartfelt gratitude of the soldiers.

Seeing that the patrolling centurion wanted to go in and report, Lu Bu stopped him and shook his head slightly: "You don't have to inform Gao Shun, I'll just take a look." ”

With that, Lu Bu walked to the camp alone.

Unlike the soldiers on patrol, the soldiers in training almost all wore only one or two thin clothes, carried out all kinds of physical training, and exuded heat all over their bodies.

"Kill! Kill! Kill! ”

On the grass in front, nearly 1,000 soldiers lined up in a phalanx, holding spears in their hands, stabbing, provoking, plucking, and withdrawing under the stern orders of the training officer.

Every time you come out, you will drink the word 'kill' in your mouth.

In just a few days, this momentum can be achieved.

Lu Bu nodded secretly in his heart, given time, he would definitely be able to become an elite teacher.

After watching from the side for a while, Lu Bu didn't go up to bother, and continued to move forward.

The shouts of the trapped camp followed, and hundreds of soldiers of the trapped camp were wearing heavy armor, constantly changing their formations, sometimes attacking and sometimes defending, punctual as strong as a city wall, and attacking as sharp as a front.

Lu Bu often wondered what kind of situation would it be if the wolf cavalry camp faced the trapped camp, and who would win in the end?

The Wolf Cavalry Battalion has a razor-sharp edge and unmatched speed, and when trapped in a camp, defense alone is enough of a headache.

I think that at the beginning of Niu Sheye, tens of thousands of Xianbei cavalry failed to disperse it.

The defense capability of terror, one can imagine.

Lu Bu couldn't help but think of a sentence, how can the spear of the son trap the shield of the son?

Ignoring this headache for the time being, Lu Bu decided to go and see how the cavalry was trained.

On the way, I met many familiar faces, and these veterans of the wolf cavalry battalion have now become recruit training officers, responsible for supervising the daily training of recruits.

When they saw Lu Bu, they immediately became energetic, stood on the side of the road, and shouted the general in awe.

Lu Bu also greeted them familiarly, and he remembered the name of each soldier in the wolf cavalry camp.

When passing by the bow training base, Lu Bu saw a rather interesting scene.

A cold boy of seventeen or eighteen years old stood still, his arms stretched out, and there were no arrows on his strings.

Lu Bu visually measured the distance between the arrow target and him, about more than eighty steps.

Seeing that the young man was there alone and resisting the bow, Lu Bu walked over with some curiosity, stood behind him, and asked with interest: "Working so hard, do you want to become a sharpshooter in the army?" ”

Sweat trickled down the boy's cheeks to his jaw and dripped to the ground, his dark eyes always staring at the target in front of him, not squinting.

Like many people, he wanted to join the wolf riding camp.

However, the standard of bow shooting given by the wolf cavalry battalion was eighty paces at worst, and it had to be on a horse.

It is not yet possible to reach under the horse, let alone ride on horseback.

Gradually, the initial passion and dream were worn out by the distance of 80 steps, and more and more people felt hopeless and chose to give up halfway.

After a long time, those who reached the goal began to train in mounted archery on horseback, and those who could not reach it had no choice but to shake their heads and quit.

He was the only one left, who could not reach his goal and refused to give up.

Soon he became a 'celebrity' in the boot barracks.

Those soldiers who gave up halfway would often come to laugh at him, and the worst guy in the whole battalion had the courage to continue to persevere.

Of course, there is also the advice of well-wishers, maybe you are not naturally suitable for archery, it is better to give up as soon as possible.

The young man ignored no one, and his temperament became more and more withdrawn and indifferent.

Lu Bu naturally didn't know that there were so many twists and turns in the story, he took out a feather arrow from the quiver on the ground and handed it to the young man, "Come, shoot an arrow to so-and-so." ”

The young man never dreamed that the person standing behind him would be Lu Bu.

He was stunned.

Then the expressions on his face can be described in a variety of ways, there are surprises, there are apprehensions, and more are in the clouds, I can't believe it.

The young man blushed and was a little at a loss: "General, why are you?" ”

Fang was still very cold, and now he suddenly became shy and shy.

Lu Bu smiled and raised his hand and put the feather arrow in the young man's hand.

The boy drew his bow, put the arrow on the string, and aimed it at the target, took a deep breath, and took aim again, repeating this several times.

The arrows on the strings have not been shot for a long time.

Lu Bu didn't urge, he stood by and waited patiently.

The young man, whose nerves were so tense that he was about to suffocate, gritted his teeth, turned his heart sideways, released his fingers on the string, and prayed silently in his heart at the same time: Please, you must be hit!

The feather arrow shot out like lightning, and just by the sound of breaking through the air, Lu Bu could judge that this arrow was full of power, and the effective range was at least one hundred and fifteen.

However, after the sound of Xiu~, there was no other sound.

The boy's face turned pale in an instant, and he knew what it meant.

Miss.

Finished!

I can't enter the wolf riding camp in my life.

The boy was stunned, in a state of confusion, and he had never felt so desperate.

Lu Bu picked up a feather arrow again, he could see the nervousness of the young man in front of him, and comforted softly: "It's okay, come again." ”

The boy shot two more arrows, also missing the target one after the other.

"Give me your bow." The teenager repeatedly missed, and Lu Bu decided to try it himself.

After getting the bow, Lu Bu tapped the bowstring twice and tried the toughness, but it was okay.

And he drew an arrow from the quiver, and put it on the string, and his body was as tall as a pine, and he drew his bow, but it did not shoot.

He looked at the boy and talked about the key points of bow shooting: "When you shoot arrows, don't tense your body muscles too tightly, and try to maintain a relaxed posture. Spread your feet slightly shoulder-width apart and line your eyes, crosshairs and targets. After aiming, the right shoulder continues to exert force, and the fingers of the string quickly open, just like this. ”

After speaking, his fingers loosened, and only a 'bang' was heard, and the voice was muffled and steady.

The boy looked at it, and the feathered arrow had been firmly nailed to the bull's-eye.

Looking at Lu Bu's expression again, relaxed and confident.

Eighty paces is not even pediatric to him.

The young man's eyes were full of admiration, and Lu Bu handed the bow back to him, and said, "When you touch that feeling one day, you will know that it is not difficult to shoot a bow." Of course, in order to become a marksman, you must first have a strong heart, no matter what the environment, you can maintain the most normal heart. ”

"Practice hard, and I hope to see you in the wolf riding camp in the future."

When he left, Lu Bu gave the boy eight words.

Diligence can make up for clumsiness, and people will win the day.

"Yes, General!"

The young man straightened his chest and watched the idol figure go away, and the raging fighting spirit ignited in his heart lasted for a long time.

Lu Bu wanted to continue to look around, but at this time, he heard the sound of horses' hooves behind him.

Chen Wei jumped off his horse and reported to Lu Bu: "General, the Hun envoy has arrived." ”