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Chapter 887: Squeeze Duoduo(1/2)

"Haha, please, Prince Yu."

Xu Changqing responded without any hesitation, and also made a gesture to Duoduo.

Duoduo was overjoyed and couldn't help but laugh.

Dorgon's brows were slightly frowned.

With Xu Changqing's temperament, how could he lose such face? Or, what trump card does Xu Changqing have?

Duoduo had already made his choice at this time and said with a smile: "Mr. Marquis, our Qing Dynasty is very particular about riding and shooting, but I also know that Marquis, you Han people are not good at riding and shooting, so you can get the bird gunner. How about our first round?

Zhu Chunchen's expression had changed drastically, and he hurriedly said to Xu Changqing: "Marty, no. They, their riding can reach 150 steps, but our bird gun..."

Xu Changqing smiled and waved his hand, "It's okay."

He said to Duoduo: "Prince Yu, then let's start."

"Okay, the Marquis is really happy!"

Duoduo clapped his hands and started to arrange it directly.

The main hall is very big. In this era, no small size can be called a hall. Even the temple in an ordinary monk temple can be at least a few hundred square meters. At this time, the main hall must be at least a thousand square meters, and the main hall can be placed in the main hall.

Duoduo was obviously prepared, and soon, a slave brought the target.

Duoduo then began to announce the rules, as Zhu Chunchen said, the distance was set at a rate of over 150 steps.

The faces of the model army generals changed slightly.

Zhu Chunchen closed his eyes in pain and no longer dared to look at them.

However, the Manchu and Mongolian royal family cheered and seemed to have concluded that the Model Army would definitely lose without a comparison.

Dorgon also showed an unstoppable smile on his face, scolding Duoduo, "Fifteen, what are you doing? How can you get a bird gun by putting the target so far? Isn't this a mess? Why don't you get the target closer?"

Duoduo said a little aggrievedly: "Brother, one hundred and fifty steps are the stage for the warriors to perform. If you get closer, what's the point?"

As he said that, he reluctantly called people and prepared to move the target.

"Slow down!"

Xu Changqing suddenly smiled: "It's okay, 150 steps are just 150 steps!"

"Uh, this..."

As soon as these words came out, the hall suddenly became quiet.

All of the generals of the Model Army looked at Xu Changqing.

Could it be that the Model Army already has a bird gun with a range of 150 steps at this time?

Dorgon's face became even colder, and his fingers kept tapping on the table. Xu Changqing was indeed not a good guy, he was prepared!

And Kong Youde was even more stunned.

What's the meaning?

Can a bird gun reach a range of 150 steps?

How is this possible?

This is not possible at all.

After playing with firearms for most of his life, he has long been extremely familiar with the limits of firearms. It is his professional field and he can't imagine how could he have a 150-step precise strike weapon?

Could it be that Xu Changqing wants to use the turtledove gun?

But how could the accuracy of the turtledove gun be the opponent of bows and arrows? Especially in such a windless hall?

Or is Xu Changqing going to do a 'Tian Ji horse racing?'

Yes.

It must be.

Xu Changqing must be trying to do Tian Ji's horse racing.

Duoduo had similar ideas to Kong Youde at this time. After a little nervous, he became arrogant and called a young man in his early thirties with a bow and arrow on his back and said, "Don't let me down!"

This philosopher is not a real Manchu, but a Mongolian.

"Zhebi" is not the real name, but the Mongolians

A synonym, which means "Sharpshooter".

Just looking at his figure and the black iron bow that was obviously larger than the ordinary longbow on his back, you can understand that this guy is definitely a master.

He is about 1.75 meters tall, and looks extremely majestic, but he is a little... a little deformed.

The two legs are so powerful that it is because of riding a horse for many years. The shoulders and arms are extremely thick. Even if his waist is not thin, under this visual effect, his waist seems to be almost thinner than a woman's slim waist.

And his big black iron bow probably has to be one and a half stones without two stones, at least three hundred kilograms or even more strength.

It should be noted that the Ming Dynasty’s standard hard bow is only seven dou, and it only takes more than a hundred pounds.

Zhe didn't stroke his chest with one hand and gave Duoduo a great gift from the Mongolian: "Don't worry, please put it on the slave."

As he said that, he stood before the golden thread that the maid had already laid, held his arms and closed his eyes to rest.

Just by standing wherever he does nothing, he can make people feel a strong aura.

"This turtle son's..."

In this state, even the generals of the Model Army were unable to sit still and whispered.

no way.

This is obviously bullying.

What is the concept of one hundred and fifty steps?

It's almost over 220 meters.

At this distance, it would be nice to see the target when standing by the golden line, let alone hit the bull's eye.

Although there are many precise shooters in the Model Army, the distance is only about 120 steps. It is rare for those who can maintain first-class accuracy at around 120 steps, and those who cannot do it if they are talented.

The dog Tartars are obviously cheating.

Countless eyes soon gathered on Xu Changqing.

Xu Changqing was still as calm as a mountain, without any panic. After tasting the glass of Chinese and American wine, he said: "Prince Yu, it's a bit boring to play like this, without a lottery. In this way, how about we add some lottery?"

"this……"

Duoduo was stunned for a moment and looked at Xu Changqing suspiciously.

Zhebey opened his eyes and looked at Xu Changqing, but then closed it again, and even a chuckled appeared at the corner of his mouth.

Just by the humble bird gun of the Han people, I still want to compare with him, Zhebe, who shot the eagle at the age of ten? Isn’t this an old birthday star eating arsenic? Frost - what is it that he is seeking death by himself?

Dorgon's brows were also frowning tighter and he no longer covered up.

"Hurry up, Dong'e, hurry up, no matter how slow you are, you may not be able to catch up with the show..."

Just when the trouble was here, two figures dressed in small eunuchs rushed towards this side in the corridor not far away.

It was Xu Changqing's two wives, Dong'e and Kong Sizhen, who had not passed by.

Originally, they must not be able to come here at this time, but after they got the news that they were going to compete here, Kong Sizhen couldn't sit still, took off the clothes of the two eunuchs and came to see them.

If she had not been to Haicheng, Dong'e would never dare to do such a reckless thing, but in Haicheng these days, she had been raised by Xu Changqing long ago. Even though she was still a little guilty, she was not very afraid.

The two little ladies quickly touched the hall. Whether it was the guards of the Qing Dynasty or the Model Army, they were threatened by them, but they could not do anything to them...

Although Duoduo was still very confident at this time, he was already a little confused about Xu Changqing. After all, Xu Changqing was really cunning, and it was not surprising that he did anything.

"Mr. Marquis, I wonder, what kind of lottery do you want to play?"

Inadvertently, Duoduo's momentum had been suppressed by Xu Changqing.

Dorgon shook his head secretly.

Even if he is his brother

The classics are the dragon and phoenix among people, but compared with the talented and powerful Xu Changqing... the right judgment is right...

Kong Youde was also a little shocked and had to re-evaluate Xu Changqing.

Not to mention anything else, just Xu Changqing's skill in nourishing qi is not comparable to that of Xu Changqing.

Could it be that Xu Changqing really has any big trump card?

Xu Changqing looked at Duoduo's timid look and couldn't help but smile: "Since you are playing with Prince Yu, you can't weaken Prince Yu's interest. If you come, please get 500,000 taels of silver notes!"

"yes!"

Wang Xi hurriedly took people to get the silver notes in person.

"What?"

"Five, five hundred thousand taels of silver bills?"

In an instant, the Manchu and Mongolian royal family were in an uproar, and many of them had their eyes red.
To be continued...
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