Chapter Fifty-Nine: Shooting Arrows

  All the way to Yizhou, Qian Buli quickly arrived in Yizhou with Princess's large flag. The officials of Yizhou were naturally not dare to be slow, but Qian Buli had no intention of responding to them at all.

  Qian Buli knew that the trick of Zhuge Liang's escape from the shell would not deceive him for long, and if Zhuge Liang sent messengers to rush to Yizhou and ordered the troops in Yizhou to be difficult with himself, he would be somewhat passive.

  Under the bewildered and puzzled gaze of various officials in Yizhou, Qian Buli led his troops to quickly pass through Yizhou, taking only ten days to arrive at a small border town in Yizhou, Chishui Town. Subsequently, Qian Buli ordered his troops to rest for two days in Chishui Town amidst the surging protests of several generals under him.

  Du Bing and several others were exhausted, every time they arrived at a place, they had to go out to gather supplies, gather intelligence, spread rumors, because according to Qian Buli's strategic judgment, when they broke out of Fuzhou, there were only two options, one was to head northwest to Yizhou, and the other was to head northeast to Yongzhou.

  Qian Buli always said with a heavy heart: "Today, shed ten more drops of sweat, tomorrow, shed one less drop of blood." After saying that, Qian Buli would go find Ji Shengqing to discuss the matter, leaving the sweating task to them. They then ran around, their legs almost breaking off.

  Where there is oppression, there will be resistance. After arriving at Chishui Town, the tight reins finally broke, and Du Bing and others ran to Qian Budili's command tent to recount their hardships, firmly requesting a few days of rest. Looking at the obviously emaciated faces of Du Bing and others, Qian Budili felt somewhat ashamed and followed suit with an order for rest.

  However, the cleanup was not a dispersal. The camp was still full of fluttering flags and heavily armed soldiers. Everyone knew that General Tianwei hated to see his soldiers slack off, so no one dared to provoke him. With just a wave of his hand, the sky would flash with lightning...

  Qian Buli made a round of inspection within the camp and was very satisfied with the performance of the soldiers. At this time, the noise and cheers from the rear camp attracted Qian Buli's attention, and he walked towards the rear camp with several bodyguards.

  There were many soldiers practicing archery in the shooting range of the rear camp. To explain, they continued to practice hard on days when training was not required, not because of any revolutionary spirit or lofty awareness, but all because of Qian Buli Hai.

  Money does not leave Zeng's command, no matter who it is, even if it's a horseman, he can pick up his bow and go to the shooting range to shoot arrows. As long as he can hit twenty arrows in a row, hitting the red heart every time, he can go to the military supplies officer to receive a silver coin. Moreover, this game has no time limit and no number of times, if your archery skills are good, you can shoot from dawn till dusk without anyone stopping you, just take the money.

  Of course, this game also has its own rules. Qian Bu Li has already blocked all the loopholes that can be blocked. For example, every round must shoot 20 arrows, which is to prevent some soldiers from seeing a shot arrow and asking for the round to be invalidated and recalculated; if an arrow deviates from the target, then his score in the next round will not count, even if all the arrows hit the red heart, this is to prevent the soldiers from pretending to meet the rule of 20 rounds. There are many such rules, all of which are designed to prevent soldiers from being lazy and slippery.

  Although the rules are numerous, they cannot reduce the enthusiasm of the soldiers. To know that their monthly salary is only two silver coins, and twenty arrows can receive a reward of one silver coin, which is already very high. Moreover, each person has a small idea in mind, waiting for their own archery skills to improve, and when they can hit the red heart with every arrow... How much money can be earned that day?

  Especially after several soldiers with excellent archery skills received rewards one after another, the enthusiasm of the soldiers became even higher, and there were even fights over shooting positions. Later, Qian Buli ordered the military supply officer to stop supplying arrows, and each soldier had to pick up the arrows they shot and reuse them. However, this regulation did not deter the enthusiastic soldiers, who repaired some damaged arrows while marching during the day and rushed to the archery range in the evening.

  Later, the number of soldiers participating in archery decreased significantly. The enthusiasm of the soldiers did not decrease, and Qian Buli's promise was fulfilled time and time again. However, after several days of intense practice, many soldiers' arms became swollen to the point where they were almost as thick as their thighs, making it difficult for them to even hold their rice bowls. How could they possibly continue to shoot arrows? All they could do was watch the commotion on the shooting range, cheering loudly while secretly encouraging themselves.

  There were some clever soldiers who got inspiration from inside, they set rules for themselves, shooting no more than a few rounds a day, regardless of whether they could get rewards or not, and stopped continuing to shoot, so as not to become like those soldiers who could only watch but not shoot. This was one of Qian Buduo's plots, he hoped that the soldiers would learn a word "degree", this thing if taught by himself would not necessarily be remembered by the soldiers, only when they suffered themselves, their memory would be deepened.

  It was no surprise to Qian Buli that the soldiers were trained into qualified archers, but what surprised him was that every soldier became a military craftsman who could repair arrows. The charm of money... It's really unbelievable, and it's the same everywhere in the world!

  Qian Buli arrived at the archery range, and the soldiers who were shooting arrows saw General Tianwei arrive, one by one stopped their actions, looking at Qian Buli with reverence.

  Qian Buding's military orders were extremely strict, but it was also true that he was approachable and humble in his daily life. On the march, Qian Buding often cracked jokes with the soldiers and even ate with them. He knew that the soldiers revered those high-ranking officials who were distant and prestigious, but what made them willing to sacrifice their lives was a leader who was willing to share their joys and sorrows. Qian Buding never thought it was shameful to get along well with ordinary soldiers; the soldiers had entrusted their future to their commander, and the commander should use his heart to care for the soldiers - responsibility was always mutual.

  A company commander walked over with a smile, knelt down on one knee: "Sir, would you like to shoot a few arrows? Let the brothers open their eyes!" After that, he handed over his own bow.

  The surrounding soldiers immediately began cheering loudly, and the atmosphere became more enthusiastic.

  Qian Buli couldn't help but clench his fist, he hated that Wu Zhang so much that he wanted to give him a good punch. Wasn't this guy making a fool of himself?! However, Qian Buli knew that Wu Zhang didn't have any malicious intentions, because his eyes were filled with uncontrollable admiration and fanaticism!