Legend of the Orchid

Seeing Zhao Tingmei's gloomy expression, Li Zhonglan knew that the change in the brotherhood had completely subverted the other's character, and wanted to comfort King Qi with a few words, but felt that the effect was minimal, so she could only silently accompany her back to the school grounds.

Zhao Tingjie and Pan Weiji had already compared each other, and the latter had no choice but to admit defeat when the shuttle gun held his throat. Zhao Guangyi raised his eyebrows and saw that Li Zhonglan was talking to Zhao Tingmei again, with a heavy expression on his face. He was very unhappy, and said to Pan Mei: "Let the soldiers Let's compare archery."

Pan Mei hastily complied, and set up a row of archery targets on the school field. First, she ordered two generals, and then suddenly shouted: "Li Changshi, come and compare yourself!"

Li Zhonglan was amazed, his archery skills were just beginning, and he couldn't compare with those veterans who fought all the year round, he was afraid that he would lose face.

But if he refuses, it will embarrass the court, after all, there are no cowards on the battlefield, and deserters are the most shameful.

Li Zhonglan had no choice but to bite the bullet and take the bow and arrow.

The bow used for the battle was very heavy, and what Pan Mei gave Li Zhonglan was an iron tire bow made of pure iron, which weighed a full two hundred catties. Even with the strength of breastfeeding, he could not raise the bow again.

"Hahahaha!" There was laughter in the school field.

Li Zhonglan blushed with embarrassment, her knuckles turned white while holding onto the bow, sweat was dripping on her forehead, she tried all her strength to lift the bow, but unfortunately he didn't have the weight of the bow himself, how could he lift it up?

At the moment when he was extremely embarrassed, a pair of warm big hands covered with thick calluses rested on his hands. Zhao Tingjie hooked him into his arms from behind, put an iron ring on his right hand carefully, and picked up the iron ring from the ground. Bow, said to Zhong Lan: "Hold the bow, I will teach you."

The surroundings were suddenly silent, and Zhao Guangyi stood on the high platform and looked at the two people with complicated expressions.

Li Zhonglan put his hands on the bow body and the bowstring, but in fact he was just pretending. The weight of the whole bow was borne by Zhao Tingjie. Tingjie first set up a feathered arrow, which hit the bull's-eye, and then set up three more on the bowstring. Arrow, whispered against Zhonglan's ear, "I'll show you a trick."

After he finished speaking, he put the bow horizontally, stretched the bowstring, and with a force from his right arm, three arrows were shot out quickly, and all three targets hit the bull's-eye!

"it is good!"

Although they are not used to the stickiness between the prince and Li Zhonglan, everyone is still impressed by the prince's archery skills.

In the blink of an eye, a feathered arrow flashed out of the air, and "swish" it hit the target that Zhao Tingjie had just shot at, but it was the feathered arrow aimed at the former, splitting the arrow nailed on the bull's-eye in half, and then this The arrow was firmly nailed to the target again.

The soldiers were dumbfounded, and after a while, they realized that the arrow was shot by Zhao Guangyi in the stands, and couldn't help but burst into even more enthusiastic cheers: "Your Majesty is mighty!"

Zhao Tingjie held the bow in one hand and Li Zhonglan's waist in the other. When he walked up to the captain who had just handed the bow to Zhonglan, he swung his arms and threw the bow heavily to the captain.

The unlucky captain was smashed all over his chest by the iron tire bow, and was forced to take a few steps back, his face was contorted, obviously suffering from extreme pain, the heavy bow also fell from his hand, and hit his toes, causing him so much pain grimace in pain.

Zhao Tingjie took Li Zhonglan back to the tent. Zhonglan was still brooding over what happened just now. Zhao Tingjie saw him pouting and said in relief, "It's actually a good thing for them to laugh at you, which shows that you are still a man in their hearts."

Li Zhonglan couldn't laugh or cry: "Where am I not a man?"

Zhao Tingjie untied the armor for him, and said with a smile, "It's not in my eyes."

Li Zhonglan's face turned dark, and she wanted to beat Zhao Tingjie, but Tingjie grabbed his hand and coaxed: "Hey, don't make trouble, or you will sweat again."

Li Zhonglan exerted too much force just now, and her whole body was drenched with sweat. Zhao Tingjie wiped Li Zhonglan's body dry with a dry cloth, and went to fetch water to wash the other party. In the middle, the body convulsed a bit.

Zhao Tingjie found it very interesting, and repeatedly tested it. Li Zhonglan knocked the wet cloth into the basin and said angrily, "Stop playing!"

"Do you still dare to say that you are a man?" Zhao Tingjie smiled slightly, and instead kneaded vigorously with his fingers. Li Zhonglan couldn't bear it, and finally fell into the opponent's arms with a groan.

In the early morning of the second day, the troops broke out and moved forward. In the afternoon, the scouts in charge of investigation reported that there was a small group of Liao troops ahead. Zhao Guangyi suspected that the enemy was deceiving him. Zhao Tingjie led a group of soldiers to charge forward.

Before leaving, Zhong Lan stared worriedly at the courtyard steps, but the other party told him with his eyes: "Don't worry!"

Unexpectedly, Zhao Tingjie did not come back until the evening, and Li Zhonglan was extremely anxious, ignoring the gradual drop in body temperature, and stood alone outside the camp waiting.

At this time, there was a sound of horseshoes, and a soldier Cao galloped towards Li Zhonglan, and said anxiously to Li Zhonglan: "It's not good, the king of the county was attacked by a strong enemy and was seriously injured. I'm afraid he can't die!"

There was an earth-shattering noise in Li Zhonglan's mind. Before he had time to think about any problems, he found a horse and said to Bing Cao: "Where is the county king, take me there!"

So Bing Cao hurriedly led the way, Li Zhonglan was very anxious, and he didn't know how long he had been walking before he found a salty liquid flowing into his mouth. He hurriedly wiped away his tears and asked Bing Cao, "Where is the king?"

Bing Cao pointed to a valley in front of him, and said falteringly: "The king of the county is in the valley."

The surrounding area was very quiet, and there were no signs of battle at all, but Li Zhonglan thought that the silence was a signal of Zhao Tingjie's defeat, so even though he had doubts, he still ran towards the valley without hesitation.

In fact, according to Zhao Tingjie's thinking, how could he lead his troops to rush into the valley so easily? Wouldn't that be a trick of the enemy?But Li Zhonglan was confused when she cared, lost her mind, and rushed into the deep valley recklessly before thinking about it.

The valley was very quiet, only the sound of the north wind whistling. Li Zhonglan rode his horse and ran for a while before he realized that something was wrong: the ground was very clean, there were no wounded soldiers, not even a little combat equipment.

not good!I have to go back quickly!

Li Zhonglan turned the horse's head around, kicked the horse's butt hard, and tried her best to return from the original path, but she didn't know that there were several guns on top of his head, ready to launch at any time.

On the top of the mountain, a young Liao general wearing a white felt hat and pigtails raised his hand, and four or five guns came out, all shooting at Li Zhonglan!

Li Zhonglan heard the turbulent wind in front of him, knew something was wrong, turned into black smoke and hid, but his horse was hit by an arrow in the abdomen, raised its front hooves in pain, and galloped away screaming.

Seeing the horse speeding up, Li Zhonglan turned pale with fright, and turned into black smoke again, wanting to chase the horse.

That Liao general frowned impressively, and said to the first-hander, "Shoot that black smoke!"

More gunshots came and scattered the black smoke. Li Zhonglan was exhausted and fell to the ground. She even rolled a few times, and her hand was cut with several deep wounds by sharp stones.

His body temperature was already very low, and he was in the wilderness, even if he didn't meet the enemy, he would freeze to death here.

Li Zhonglan stood up staggeringly. Although he had lost his horse right now, he still had a little luck, hoping to rush back to the camp with his feet.

Unexpectedly, a warrior suddenly flew out of the high place, holding a knife and slashing at Li Zhonglan's face.

General Liao became fierce and wanted to slash with his knife. His eyes widened with anger, and he wanted to suppress Li Zhonglan with momentum. When the two looked at each other, General Liao's expression suddenly changed, his hands froze in mid-air, Surprised: "You are so beautiful!"