MTL - I’m Always the Villain-Chapter 139 Pope 12

Sang Jiuchi and Hull became famous in a battle.

It was the prince who knelt down to apologize again, and it was the prince who gouged out his eyes again, which frightened a type of believer.

When have they seen this kind of battle?

Even if it is intrigue in the Holy See, everyone is friendly and kind, and it is called hypocrisy.

But Hull, who was just accepted by Sang Jiuchi, didn't do that. He poached people's eyes whenever they disagreed, and stared at them so much that they wanted to cry.

Who dares to provoke this?

Don't talk about provoking it, everyone can't wait to be far away.

The person who had planned to stumble on Sang Jiuchi secretly immediately persuaded him.

What kind of stumble is there, the one whose eyes are gouged is their fate, okay?

Sang Jiuchi was protected by the vicious Hull, but their backstage Maria and Archbishop Justin had no real power.

Are they thinking about it?

They are not afraid of soft persimmons, but they are afraid of lunatics.

The things that the Pope was worried about were solved so easily, and even those assassinations that happened every now and then disappeared.

For a time, the Holy See was extremely peaceful.

Sang Jiuchi took office without any ambiguity at all. In line with the principle of "capable people live and cannot be dismissed", the Holy See has been replaced by blood in just two days.

Dare to complain?

dare not.

Dare to take revenge?

Not even dare.

Although he removed a lot of people, he did not cause much dissatisfaction in the Holy See.

The people replaced by Sang Jiuchi are, without exception, the cancer of the Holy See. As the cronies of Maria and Justin, they hold important positions but do nothing, which has long caused dissatisfaction among the believers.

The believers have no power and no power, and can only swallow their voices.

He thought that such tormented days would accompany the rest of his life, but Sang Jiuchi removed all those things that were not human.

Isn't that cool? !

When one person attains the Tao, the chicken and the dog ascend to heaven. One person falls off the horse, and the other person turns his back on his horse.

When Maria and Justin's cancers were completely removed by Sang Jiuchi, Maria and Justin's cronies finally understood that Maria and Justin would never come back.

Their era has come to an end quietly, and the generation of Archbishop Sang Jiuchi has begun with a bang.

It's not over yet.

After Maria and Justin's cronies were uprooted, they never thought it would be the two of them next.

Just when Maria and Justin were powerless because of their cronies being removed, Sang Jiuchi expelled the two of them from the temple directly on the grounds that training in the Holy Fort was more conducive to recovery.

They wanted to resist, but were horrified to find that they had no capital to resist.

While they were dormant and observing in the dark, they did not move when Sang Jiuchi was allowed to remove their forces.

Now when they want to act, they find that they have no capital to act.

Their hands and feet were all unloaded by the other party, and they were left alone.

The day Maria and Justin left, there was a light rain in the sky. They sat on their own carriages, with only a few entourages serving beside them, and there was nothing behind them, and there were a few people who saw off.

The days when the moon was surrounded by stars are still vivid in my mind, but now it is lonely.

Maria sighed and let the carriage leave slowly.

Justin still showed unwillingness in his eyes, and in the end, he also left the field in despair.

A few days later, the Holy See received the highest authority to appoint from the king.

The Siman Empire was attacked by the Alpha Empire one after another. The Siman Empire was unable to resist, and had to go to the Holy See for help, ordering Sang Jiuchi to help the Siman Empire resist the attack of the Alpha Empire.

Even if the Holy See serves gods, gods have no borders, but believers have nationalities.

Usually the Holy See can also live in peace, but once the empire needs it, they must also fight for the country.

Now that the national disaster is on the horizon, on the day he received the letter of appointment from the king, Sang Jiuchi prepared his luggage and took Hull and a group of believers to the front line.

Before leaving, Hull called a believer to him and said something to him.

The believers immediately rode away, as if to perform some mission.

Including Sang Jiuchi and Wei Ran, there were more than 1,000 people in this group. Sang Jiuchi selected all disciples who were good at fighting in the Holy See.

They walked for three days and three nights before they reached the front.

Along the way, Hull did not slack off. As he moved forward, he trained them urgently with the same way he had trained knights before. Not asking for their personal combat power to improve, just to increase their cooperation and cohesion.

During the training, Hull found that although these disciples had not undergone proper training, their determination and adhesion were no worse than that of the Knights.

Without iron-like discipline, the common belief in the God of Light in their hearts makes them surprisingly brave.

On the third day, Sang Jiuchi and Hel finally came to the barracks.

"You are the new marshal sent by the empire?" The major general took the letter of confession handed over by Sang Jiuchi, his face full of shock and anger.

They have been resisting here for nearly a month, with countless brothers killed and wounded but not a single deserter.

They are working so hard to protect their country, even if there is only the last city left, they will protect it to the end.

They worked so hard, waiting for reinforcements to arrive. Unexpectedly, there are believers who have no combat experience and only know how to eat fast and recite Buddhism.

Major General Colin looked at the overly handsome thin man in front of him with contempt, what if he was the archbishop in red? This is a cruel battlefield, not a plaza for missionaries. Even if the Pope comes, he will not be able to use it!

Is the empire crazy to send such a group of people? Are they here to help themselves and their brothers chant scriptures, or are they here to escape? !

Absurd, so absurd.

How could the Empire come up with such a bad idea, are they crazy?

This is like a patient taking medicine. What the patient needs is a powerful pill that can prescribe the right medicine, but the doctor brought a musician and said that he only needs to listen to a song.

The empire is broken and broken, has they completely abandoned them?

Or is it that the red-clothed archbishop in front of him offended the king or which prince, and was thrown here in revenge by the other party, letting them die here?

Whatever the reason, Colin could see clearly the meaning of the man in the high seat of power.

They have completely given up here.

An indescribable sadness poured out of Colin's heart, and he turned his head to look at the vast land outside. The wind blew up the sand, and the loneliness raged.

Not long ago, there had just been a war here, and his brothers had died a lot, and finally won the enemy army, forcing the enemy army to retreat thirty miles.

After the battle, he took people to collect the corpses for his brothers. Some of the corpses had been chopped up to the point where they couldn't see their faces clearly. He didn't know what to write when erecting monuments for them.

Some were entangled with the enemy and perished together, and they held them so tightly that in order to separate them, he even broke the fingers of his compatriots.

The soldiers fought unrelentingly, but what was waiting was the abandonment of the empire.

They didn't give up the empire, they didn't give up the city, and they didn't give up on themselves, but the empire gave up on them and completely abandoned them like abandoned children.

At that moment, a loneliness that was no greater than the death of the heart swirled in my heart.

When he looked at Sang Jiuchi, his eyes were no longer hostile, but equally sad.

Does he want to blame the red-clothed archbishop?

He was also ordered by the emperor, all this was not his fault, he was also a victim.

Colin sighed and said in despair: "We were abandoned by the empire, and this city will soon become the possession of the Alpha Empire."

"When you were sent here, did you offend the emperor or which prince or minister?"

Sang Jiuchi: "Is it an offense if we let Prince Ino kneel down and apologize?"

Colin gasped, "No wonder."

Let the prince kneel, what else can he say? Can only say bullshit.

Sang Jiuchi didn't care about the despair in Colin's eyes, but asked, "How many of you are there now?"

After Colin developed a common sense of sympathy for Sang Jiuchi, he did not reject Sang Jiuchi so much. Hearing Sang Jiuchi's question, he answered seriously: "At first there were 500,000 people here, but after a month of war, 500,000 people have become 200,000 people."

Every day, comrades-in-arms die around them, and the soldiers went from initial grief to fear in the back, and finally to the numbness they are now.

No one knows whether tomorrow will come first or die sooner.

In the constant fear and struggle, Colin could see that they couldn't last long. Death numbs them, and will soon turn them into walking dead.

He was their leader, and before he came, he had sworn that he would lead them to a beautiful victory, and that he would bring them back in glory and be promoted to nobility.

All are unrealistic fantasies.

The iron cavalry of the Alpha Empire came like a divine soldier, and easily defeated him completely.

All the self-confidence and rhetoric, under the neighing of the warhorse and the trampling of the hooves, were like a dream bubble joke, and it was broken at a touch.

Colin was actually afraid in his heart, but in order not to dispel his soldiers' will to fight, and moreover to those compatriots who sacrificed, he still pretended to be calm and told them that reinforcements would arrive soon.

When their soldiers see reinforcements like this in front of them, what should they think?

Sang Jiuchi's expression was serious, and he didn't mean to joke at all, "How many cavalry and war horses do you have in your army of 200,000 people?"

Colin: "Only one thousand cavalry and eight hundred warhorses."

Most of their 500,000-strong marines are infantry, with very few cavalry.

"Although there are 800 war horses, the horse grass is limited now, and the war horses are not full. Compared with the fat and strong war horses of the Alpha Empire, it is a world of difference."

Sang Jiuchi wants to use cavalry against cavalry?

It's not that he didn't think about this, but the number of cavalry on the other side was 20,000. Not only are they well-trained, they also have multiple formation variations. In the eyes of their cavalry their own infantry were simply children.

You can't fight with infantry, but what about cavalry?

Using cavalry is even more a joke. The opponent's horses are well-trained, tall and fat, but their horses can't be said to be skinny, but their strength is far worse than the enemy's horses.

Run, but can't outrun each other.

Tough, just no match for each other.

Sang Jiuchi: "Is there enough food and grass in our barracks?"

Colin sighed, "There are wars in several places now, and the empire doesn't care about us at all. In addition, the grain and grass were peeled layer by layer during the transportation process, and we have very little left in our hands."

Sang Jiuchi, "Where's the enemy?"

Colin: "The Alpha Empire attacked all the way. They came all the way, and they have collected a lot of supplies along the way. At present, the other party's food supply is very sufficient."

Sang Jiuchi: "Are any of your cavalry soldiers particularly strong and agile?"

Colin thought about it seriously, "Yes."

Sang Jiuchi: "Find them all and let them pick their best horses first."

Colin finally determined that Sang Jiuchi wasn't joking. He asked himself these questions just now, just to make strategic plans.

In the king's appointment letter, Sang Jiuchi was indeed appointed as the marshal of this battle, and he ordered them to obey Sang Jiuchi's arrangements.

But Sang Jiuchi, a member of the Holy See who knows nothing about war and tactics, the deployment for them is likely to be disastrous.

He said he wanted to listen to him, but if he let them commit suicide, should they obediently die?

Military orders are outside, and there are some things that you will suffer and some things you will not receive.

Colin directly rejected Sang Jiuchi's request, "These people add up to only more than 400 people. What can 400 people do?"

"Your Excellency, you may be wise and wise in your Holy See, but this is a battlefield. I know that you are a marshal now, but I still hope that you will not give orders based on your own fantasies, and put the names of soldiers on regardless of."

"I refuse your request, I will not bring them for you, please forgive me for being unreasonable, but I am responsible for them."

Sang Jiuchi was not angry because of the rejection, he pointed to Hull beside him: "Do you know him?"

Colin frowned and looked at Hull seriously, then shook his head and said, "I don't know."

Sang Jiuchi: "He used to be the head of the Imperial Royal Knights Order. He lives in a secluded place. You haven't seen his appearance. You should have heard of his name. His name is Hull."

Colin stood up abruptly from his seat, and then stared at the tall man standing behind Sang Jiuchi with his eyes again.

With long blond hair and a tall figure, it really resembles that person's back. Hull is a very legendary figure. He is very good at training cavalry.

But isn't he the leader of the royal knights favored by Prince Ino? How could she be standing behind Sang Jiuchi in a priest's robe.

Colin suddenly remembered that Sang Jiuchi used the word "once" when he introduced Hull.

He used to be the head of the Royal Knights, but now? Believing in the God of Light and becoming a believer of the Holy See?

Colin's eyes widened in surprise.

How is this possible, Hull is famous for being a loyal patron. Even if everyone in the world betrayed their master, that person could never be Hull.

What the **** is going on here?

Could it be that Hel was deliberately arranged by Prince Ino to help them.

This idea was only in my mind for two seconds, and it was quickly overturned by myself.

If Prince Ino really wanted to help himself, why would he only let Hel do it by himself. He should have come with his Royal Knights.

Colin has been resisting the enemy's attack this month, and he has no idea of ​​the bets and gossip far away in the imperial city.

Sang Jiuchi: "Now, he is my exclusive knight, not the court or the Holy See, but me, Sang Jiuchi."

Colin was extremely surprised, looked up at Hull, and found that Hull, who was standing there with aloofness and indifference just now, suddenly became very proud and proud.

Colin: "???"

Because Sang Jiuchi said he was alone, so proud?

Sang Jiuchi: "I have an idea. I want to form the most flexible cavalry guerrilla in the world with the fastest speed and the shortest time."

"The guerrillas were headed by Hull, and their mission was not to charge the enemy head-on, but to disrupt the enemy."

"Colin, this war, I have seen the final outcome. We will win, because I have seen the biggest loophole in the Alpha Empire's cavalry. From today, their cavalry is no longer their pride, but will be become their humiliation."

"Colin, find all the clever cavalry and hand them over to Hull. I want him to start training now and be ready to use in three days!"

Colin prepared some nuts for Sang Jiuchi. Sang Jiuchi took two walnuts from the table and played with them. I am deeply impressed by sticking to it here. In your opinion, I may just be a layman who does not know the way of the battlefield, but don't rush to refuse first, after listening to my back strategy, you will think about whether you want to listen to me. "

As time passed by, Sang Jiuchi explained his plan.

Colin listened carefully, and slowly, his extension changed from questioning to shock, from shock to wonder, and finally to approval.

"Can what you said really be done?" Colin was still hesitant.

Sang Jiuchi: "Others may not be able to complete it, but if it is Hull, he must be fine. I believe in him, just as I believe in myself."

Colin gritted his teeth, "Okay, let's try it first."

Sang Jiuchi: "Take out food and grass to feed the 400 fast horses selected by the cavalry first, and tell them that the only condition for selection is speed, not endurance."

Sang Jiuchi paused and looked back at Hull: "You are responsible for this matter."

Hull obediently like a puppy: "Of course, my bishop, I am willing to serve you. As long as it is your wish, I will definitely fulfill it for you."

Colin chatted with Sang Jiuchi for a long time with a skeptical attitude, and finally, he was convinced by Sang Jiuchi's rigorous and flexible thinking.

But everything Sang Jiuchi said now is just talk on paper, not a war that has been put into practice.

With his years of combat experience, the strategy proposed by Sang Jiuchi is very feasible.

But whether it is really feasible or not, it has to be confirmed through actual war.

After chatting so much with Sang Jiuchi, he realized that Sang Jiuchi was not the layman he thought.

Although he is a cardinal archbishop, he has a very sensitive grasp of military affairs.

At first, the sense of despair caused by Sang Jiuchi's arrival gradually disappeared, he hesitated for a while, and returned the appointment letter to Sang Jiuchi.

"Your Excellency, how should I introduce you to everyone?"

Sang Jiuchi: "At the moment of the war, the most taboo is that the army is distracted. I don't need to introduce me as a new marshal. Even you are desperate when you see this letter of appointment, let alone those soldiers. You say that we are here to die. Soldiers who save the souls of the dead."

"When the time is right, introduce me to everyone. Until then, I will hide behind, and you will still come forward to dispatch the entire army."

Colin was stunned for a while, then looked at Sang Jiuchi in surprise, "You are not afraid that I will steal the military merit."

Just ask who came to the battlefield who didn't want to make something out of it. In this place where life is fighting, many generals can't wait to take all the credit for their subordinates.

But Sang Jiuchi was willing to succumb to the rear.

He really doesn't seem to care about his achievements, only about winning or losing this war.

Sang Jiuchi: "Don't be afraid, I don't care about this military merit."

What he wants is not as simple as a small military feat, his appetite is too great.

Colin stared at Sang Jiuchi's eyes, his eyes were clean, not like lying.

"Okay, listen to you, try your method." Colin thought for a while, and finally let go, "I'll call those nimble cavalrymen to the school field now."

Hull interrupted him, "Wait a minute, I want all the cavalry to go. My men, I need to pick them myself, and so do the warhorses."

Cole nodded, "Okay, I'll do it now, everyone will rest for a while."

He pointed to the tent in the middle not far away, "If you don't dislike it, you can live in my tent, and I will move to another empty tent. This is a battlefield, and the accommodation environment will definitely not be the same as that of the Holy See. In comparison, but my tent is already the most spacious and comfortable one in the entire military camp."

The tent is not big, and it is no different from other tents. The only difference is that there are two more guards on either side of the tent.

Next to this tent are the tents of soldiers and other commanders. The soldiers usually sleep in a large tent with ten people. And among these tents, every few tents, there will be one or two tents that are obviously abandoned.

The tents in the army are based on heads, and these abandoned tents were once full of people. Only on the day the battle began, they never came back from the battle.

Sang Jiuchi declined Colin's kindness, "No need, you still live in your main barracks. Now you are still the supreme commander of the army, and I will only provoke criticism and cause unnecessary trouble. We all Bring a tent, you are familiar with this place, you can arrange a place for us, and we can just live there."

"Okay," Colin is not very particular about this kind of thing, "I'll make arrangements. I'll find someone to take the priests to camp now."

He stopped a soldier on the road as he said, "Go to the commander of the right wing and tell him to bring all the cavalry and warhorses to the school grounds, and I will see everyone in ten minutes."

The soldier took the order and rushed out in a hurry.

Then, Colin called the commander in charge of logistics and asked him to bring some soldiers to help the priests to camp.

About six or seven minutes later, a group of people came to the school grounds.

Each of them held a war horse in their hands, and only the last two or three hundred people had their hands empty.

The leader was a young man with bright eyes and a very strong figure.

As soon as he entered the school grounds, he instructed the soldiers to stand in line. Obviously, he was the commander of the right wing and the leader of the cavalry that Colin had just mentioned.

His organization is very fast, and the cavalry and war horses found their own positions in it not long after they entered.

After tidying up the team, the young officer trotted to Colin, put his legs together and raised his chest, and gave a standard salute, "Report to the major general, the cavalry is ready! Please instruct!"

The young man's eyes flickered with excitement, as if he was about to go out and charge in the next second.

Their more than 1,000 cavalrymen are about to grow moldy. Because of their small numbers, they cannot go into battle to kill the enemy. Their daily work has become patrolling around on horses.

Although this job is very important, they also want to fight with their brothers to kill the enemy!

This is the first time that Major General Colin has called them here on a special occasion like today. You must know that they are almost becoming non-staff members of this unit every day. Even Major General Colin rarely called upon the soldiers when they were reviewing them.

Seeing the young man's eager eyes, Colin coughed and pointed to Hull, who had a strong sense of existence just standing. "Shaman, this is Hull-er, sir."

He originally wanted to talk about the Hull knight, but when he thought that he had stepped down as a royal knight and became the exclusive priest of Sang Jiuchi, he didn't know how to introduce it, so he became "Sir".

The young man's name is Shaman. He is only 20 years old this year. Regardless of his young age, he has been on the battlefield for several years and is an excellent and experienced fighter.

Sharman was stunned when he heard Colin's voice, and looked at Hull in surprise, "Which Hull?"

Colin: "In the whole empire, which Hull is there?"

Sharman's already excited eyes were even more fiery, and he looked at Hull in surprise, "Knight of Hull?!"

But soon, the enthusiasm in his eyes faded, replaced by doubt, "He can't be a knight of Hull, how can a knight of Hull wear a priest's robe, doesn't he hate the Holy See the most?"

Hull glanced at Sharman, "If the Knight of Hull you are talking about is the commander of the Royal Knights who used to be next to Prince Ino, it is indeed me."

Shaman: "Then why did you put on the priest's robe?"

Hull: "Because I made the most correct decision in my life, this is not what you should be concerned about now, what you should be concerned about now is why Major General Colin asked you to come."

Sharman was still questioning, but he still knew the priority and looked at Colin obediently.

Colin coughed lightly, "That's right, Mr. Hull is here to help us. He wants to build a cavalry guerrilla team, so he needs to select suitable team members and war horses from among you."

He paused and looked at Sharman, "So from now on, the deployment of the cavalry will be accepted by Mr. Hull, and he will serve as the cavalry leader with you, Sharman."

Sharman was stunned.

He has been waiting for Colin to entrust him with a heavy responsibility, but he did not expect Colin to summon him so solemnly for the first time, it was to divide up his cavalry.

If the other party was someone else, Sharman would have jumped up long ago, but the other party was his idol Hull.

I wanted to complain, but I felt a little helpless.

Hull seemed to see his hesitation and took the initiative to say: "Even if we are jointly serving as the cavalry leader, there is a distinction between the primary and secondary. Why don't we have a competition and decide the primary and secondary by winning or losing. What do you think?"

Proving yourself with strength is the simplest and most rude way for generals.

Sharman regards Hull as an idol and has long wanted to try his abilities. Now hearing his proposal, I don't want to nod my head, "Okay, how to compare?!"

Hull: "I'm an outsider, so you decide the content of the competition."

Sharman: "Anything?"

Hull: "Anything."

Shaman: "Oh, this is what you said. Don't underestimate me. I'm very good. I have a unique skill in horse riding. You must not be my opponent."

Hull: "I would like to hear about it."

Sharman: "We just shoot the target right away, but it's not simple archery, but three arrows."

Hull frowned slightly, "It must be three arrows?"

Shaman raised his head, "Of course, how about it, are you afraid?"

Hull pondered for a second, "That's not true, since you said three, then three."

The game soon kicked off, and before the game started, Sharman added, "Senior Hull, you just told me to choose the content of the game. If I win, you can't say that I won't win. "

Hull was pulling the bow to test his strength. He raised the empty bow and made a stretching movement, which was instantly splendid.

After trying a few times, he slowly pulled the bowstring back and said lightly, "No, it's not certain who wins or loses."

Shaman saw Hull's posture of testing bows and arrows, and suddenly became curious, "Senior Hull doesn't usually use bows and arrows?"

Hull: "I usually use a long sword. I learned bow and arrow when I first learned to ride a horse more than ten years ago, but I haven't used it since then."

Sharman suddenly felt embarrassed.

The other party is an archery novice, so should he politely let it go?

"Senior Hull, should I give you two rings?"

There are a total of ten rings on the target, and the master's move is only a fraction of a second, so having two rings is already a big limit.

Hull shook his head, "No, I'll be invincible."

Shaman: "??!"

Oh, how dare Hale say it!

Since Hull himself has spoken, Shaman is also welcome, "Then I'll come first!"

With that said, he got up and mounted his horse. As soon as he swept his thighs back, he mounted the horse with ease and ease.

On the school field more than ten meters away, there were already three targets with different distances.

A ring was drawn on every target, and a red line was drawn at a distance of about five meters in front of the target. They needed to drive the warhorse, ride to the red line and then draw the bow to shoot arrows. Three arrows were shot at the same time.

This competition is a test of the players' all-round ability, riding, archery and ability to control the environment.

Hull is a knight, his weapon is a long sword, and some knights' weapons are long spears, long swords and so on.

Most of the weapons used by knights in battle are weapons that can be directly controlled at a long distance, and there are few or no bows and arrows like Shaman.

Warhorses are always on the move, and they need to attack enemies while moving fast, which means they can't target their opponents with precision. The bow and arrow just need to be aimed at the attack. Shooting the target at high speed can indeed be unexpected, but this horse-riding attack does sacrifice accuracy in exchange.

It may take three shots to hit once.

And the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, if you can't defeat the enemy with one move, it is likely to be reflected by the opponent. At the same time, comrades and enemies are fighting together, and bows and arrows are likely to accidentally injure teammates.

Over time, archery on horseback has become a tasteless existence. Archery on horseback is very beautiful and ornamental. This attack method has finally evolved into a performance item.

On the contrary, it was a serious battle. The knights had already given up using attacks, and instead chose other weapons that were more controllable.

The skill of Sharman has been practiced since childhood, and practice makes perfect. Now he can achieve the target without using a bow and arrow to aim, but simply by visual inspection.

The number of bows and arrows has also changed from one at the beginning to three at present, and the accuracy rate of hitting the bullseye has reached about 80%, which is already beyond the reach of most knights.

The game is based on the total number of rings hit to get the final score of the player, the bullseye is ten points, the nine rings is nine points, and so on.

The one with the highest score wins.

Colin and Sang Jiuchi acted as referees at the same time, fair and just.

After Shaman rode on the horse, he immediately seemed to be a different person.

When he got off the horse, he looked like a cheerful and free-spirited young man. As soon as he got on the horse, his eyes immediately became stern and his expression became serious.

I saw that he kicked the horse's belly with force, and the warhorse neighed and immediately rushed out.

The warhorse galloped all the way, running faster and faster, seeing that it was about to reach the yellow line, but there was no place to slow down.

Sharman has taken out three arrows from the bow box behind him, put them on the bow, and aimed them at the three targets.

Finally, when the warhorse approached the red line, Shaman's two feet clamped the horse's stomach, and the horse paused for a moment.

Sharman immediately seized the momentary pause, and without hesitation, he shot out the bow and arrow that was full of pulls.

Three arrows were fired in unison, making a sharp piercing sound.

In the next second, all three arrows hit the bullseye.

Sharman took the reins, proudly ahead of the red line. After seeing that all three of his own hit the bullseye, Sharman smiled with satisfaction.

He played exceptionally well today. Usually, even at the best of times, one arrow would land on the ninth ring, but today he played exceptionally well and all three fell on the bullseye.

He won this game.

Shaman rode the war horse and walked slowly to Hull, "Senior Hull, let me go."

Idol! Take a look at my grades, it's awesome! Win you win beautiful!

Hull just gave a simple "um", bent down and stroked the black horse's mane under him a few times.

This dark horse is called Lightning. It is a private horse raised by Hull himself. It is fat and healthy. The body curve of the horse is also beautiful.

Hull has his own stable, and this is one of his favorite horses, the best of all horses in terms of endurance, maneuverability and bravery.

The only thing that was not considered a disadvantage in the past but has now become a disadvantage is that this horse has a very strong temperament and will not allow anyone to ride it except himself.

This made him want to ride with Sang Jiuchi in the bud. He originally wanted to change to a more docile horse, but this time they came to the battlefield.

A little carelessness will kill him. In order to protect Sang Jiuchi comprehensively, he has to show his best state.

And he also wanted to show in front of Sang Jiuchi, of course he had to show his best side.

His opponent was Shaman, but Hull just gave Shaman a look, and the rest of his eyes were glued to Sang Jiuchi.

Sang Jiuchi felt Hull's sight, looked back at Hull from a distance, opened his mouth and said silently: Come on!

Hull felt a little warm in his heart, lowered his head and stroked the lightning under him, and secretly said: "Dude, Sang Jiuchi is watching, you must behave well and not embarrass me."

Seemingly hearing what Hull had in mind, the horse lowered his head and let out a sigh of relief. His front feet hurriedly rubbed the ground, and he was already eager to try.