In the middle of the night, when everyone was sleeping soundly, bandits suddenly rode over on horseback, and a rain of arrows fell from the night sky.
Just the first round of arrows had killed more than ten people, followed by dozens of casualties. Ordinary people had never seen such a scene before.
In the midst of this panic, someone had suddenly stepped forward and killed the bandits one by one with his accurate and domineering archery. How could everyone not applaud?
Everyone stood up and applauded under Ren Xiaosu's lead. They smiled at Qian Weining to express their gratitude.
Ren Xiaosu said, "I heard that President Qian became the vice president of the Yorkshire Chamber of Commerce because of his strength, but I didn't believe it. Now, President Qian has proven yourself with your strength! With your protection, we'll be much more secure on our journey north! "
A woman dressed in expensive clothes echoed, "That's right. Thank you for protecting us, President Qian!"
For a moment, Qian Weining had become the hero of the caravan, leaving him at a loss for what to do.
Qian Weining looked at the respectful faces and opened his mouth for a long time without saying a word …
First of all, he wasn't sure if he had hit the bandits, and the bandits were indeed dead. Secondly, who didn't like being looked at with admiration?
Qian Weining smiled awkwardly and said, "It might just be a coincidence. Actually, my archery skills aren't that good."
The applause had slowly subsided, but Ren Xiaosu clapped again. "President Qian is not only strong, but he's also humble. That's the rarest thing!"
Clap! Clap! Clap! Clap!
Qian Weining fell silent. At some point, he even felt that the bandits had indeed died because of his accurate archery skills …
In a carriage in the distance, the little witch, An 'an, asked in puzzlement, "Aunt, is this President Qian's archery really that good?"
"It looks good." The woman said, "From the sound of the horses' hooves, I can tell that there are at least 50 bandits coming this time. He's indeed impressive for being able to shoot them down one by one in such a short time. Actually, I saw that although he was an expert in archery, he didn't have much strength, so I didn't have much hope for him. In the end, I underestimated him. "
The little witch nodded, "Sure enough, there are many experts hiding in the marketplace. Later, I'll let my brother follow them to examine the bandit's corpse and see how accurate his archery is."
Just then, Meg whispered to Ren Xiaosu, "Since President Qian is so good at archery, do you think we don't have to go back to Yorkshire?"
Ren Xiaosu raised his eyebrows. "What? You're not afraid anymore?"
"We'll have to go to Ghent sooner or later. It's better than going back and waiting for death to have such a master protecting us when we head north." Meg said, "Oh right, you practiced martial arts in Middle Earth, didn't you? Didn't you learn archery? Do you want me to borrow a bow from President Qian? "
Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "I've never learned it before. I don't know how to use it."
"Why don't you even learn archery? Don't you envy President Qian's long-range shooting skills?" Meg was a little annoyed when he heard this.
"I don't envy him." Ren Xiaosu shook his head. "I really don't envy him at all."
"Stubborn." Meg pursed his lips and said, "Alright, I'll lend you a bow. You should practice it too. Otherwise, you'll be wasting your innate strength!"
With that, Meg went to look for Qian Weining.
Ren Xiaosu was puzzled. Why did he learn archery? Wasn't it better to use an automatic rifle? Or was his black sniper rifle not good enough?
No matter how powerful a bow and arrow was, it was still a cold weapon. In the era of firearms in Middle Earth, who would still use a bow and arrow?
It wasn't that Ren Xiaosu didn't want to learn, but that there was really no need for him to learn!
After a while, Meg came back with a longbow and a quiver of arrows and handed them to Ren Xiaosu. "Try it."
Ren Xiaosu looked at the bow in his hand. It was a single bow, and the craftsmanship was not complicated to make.
Ren Xiaosu had no choice but to take the longbow. He imitated President Qian's actions and gently pulled the bowstring. With a casual pull, a full moon appeared.
The reason he pulled the bowstring lightly was because he was worried he would break the longbow. How could something like this withstand the torment of a supernatural being from Middle Earth?
Ren Xiaosu released the bowstring and nocked another arrow to shoot at a campfire. However, the arrow missed its target by more than two meters.
Meg lamented, "You really don't know how to shoot. You can't even hit the campfire from five meters away?"
From his tone, it seemed Meg was still looking down on Ren Xiaosu's archery skills.
Ren Xiaosu pursed his lips and stuffed the longbow into Meg's arms. "I already said I don't know how to shoot, but you insisted on making me try. Don't worry, I won't bother using this kind of thing when I'm killing enemies. It's a hindrance!"
Meg said bitterly, "Will you die if you don't brag?! If you don't know how to use it, then don't use it. Why are you looking down on it?! "
"If you're so capable, get me a gun." Ren Xiaosu sat down leisurely next to the campfire. "Everyone in Middle Earth uses guns. Who uses bows and arrows?"
"A gun can only fire one shot at a time, and it takes so long to reload. It might not be as good as a bow and arrow," Meg said.
Ren Xiaosu was stunned on the spot. Just this sentence alone allowed him to determine the level of the Sorcerer Nation's firearms skills.
While they were talking, the little witch was also secretly observing Ren Xiaosu. Although her aunt had repeatedly told her not to secretly observe the young man, she still could not help it.
When she saw Ren Xiaosu pull the longbow to its fullest in an instant, she tugged at the woman's sleeve and exclaimed, "Aunt, look! That kid is so strong!"
The woman took a look and analyzed, "This kid probably has more than 100 pounds of strength in one arm to be able to pull the longbow so easily. It looks like he was born with divine strength."
"No wonder he was able to catch up to me that night. He's so strong," Anan muttered. "But aunt, look, his archery skills are too bad."
"It's not that bad." The woman shook her head. "It's that he doesn't know archery at all. Look at the way he holds the bow. It's impossible for someone who has been in the army to be so amateur."
"This young man probably hasn't been in the royal army before." The little witch, Anan, judged. "The army has archery training. It's impossible for someone who has been in the army to be so amateur."
"Perhaps he only has divine power and hasn't received any systematic training." The woman was a little regretful. "It's a pity that he has such strength. Those who haven't received any training would at most be able to unleash 50% of their strength. What a pity."
The woman said it was a pity twice. She really felt it was a pity.
"Aunt, this kid hasn't been in the royal army before, and he doesn't have any sorcerer family background. Can we trick him into joining us?" Anan asked curiously.
The woman smiled and said, "I knew you would ask that. But you have to understand that if you want to join us, you have to know everything."
"Then we'll observe him on the way," Anan said.
The woman thought for a moment and replied, "Okay."
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