Volume 1: Winds Rising From the Mountains and Lakes Chapter 140: Crisis
"Gonza! Gonza!"
Amid the cheers of the Chaichi tribe, the warrior named Gonza jumped off his horse with a special longbow in his hand. He raised his head and chest, chin up, and gazed deeply at the blue sky. Then, he slowly turned his head, glanced sideways, and strode to the center of the field.
Gonza threw the scimitar at his waist casually, and half of the handle trembled on the grass. He shook his strong arms, held the bow in front, took out a three-foot-long feather arrow, and lightly placed it on the bowstring as thick as his little finger.
Looking at the shield three hundred steps away, Gonza exerted force with both arms, sank his body, stepped forward, and shouted loudly: "Open!"
With a creaking sound, the bow opened like the moon.
"Bang!"
With a sound of string, the arrow disappeared with a whizzing sound. As everyone held their breath, they saw a muffled sound of "snatching" from the shield in the distance. From a distance, the arrow could be seen piercing through the shield, and the remaining force was not reduced, piercing into the grass more than ten feet away.
"Gonza God Shooter - God Shooter Gonza -!"
Ten thousand horses neighed, and the deafening shouts shook the sky. The people of the Chaici tribe were boiling.
Chai Buhuer endured the pain in his shoulder and grinned strangely. Looking at the opposite Sada tribe falling into a dead silence, he felt indescribable joy in his heart.
After Gonza shot an arrow, his deep eyes could not hide his pride. He strode past Sazarcuo and spat fiercely. He had been learning martial arts since he was a child, and his martial arts skills were also considered good in the world. In addition, he had learned the skillful archery skills early on. It was difficult to find an opponent on this grassland. How could an ordinary grassland man be worthy of being his opponent!
Sazarcuo's face was red, and the unspeakable humiliation made his arm holding the scimitar tremble. The anger in his heart was burning, but the bow in his hand could not wash away the humiliation for himself!
With his head bowed deeply, his teeth creaking, Sazarcuo turned silently, came to Saha, and knelt down. The tall man was crying. When the tribe was in danger, he was powerless. At this moment, if his father asked him to die, he would draw out his scimitar without hesitation and cut off his head to redeem his sins.
Looking at his eldest brother lying on the ground, Samulier bit his lips, and tears flowed down his cheeks like a stream.
Saha looked at Sazarcuo in front of him, and his heart was aching. The horse whip was swung down, but it landed lightly on his son. He whispered: "Get up! The man of the grassland can win and lose. Even if you die, you must stand up for me!"
"Haha, there is no suspense, the second game is won by my Chaici family!" Elder Chaimucuo of the Chaici family ran to the field triumphantly.
"The third match will be played by the warriors of Gonza from my Chaici family. Haha! The Sada family should just admit defeat! As the saying goes, a man of insight is a hero! You know, Gonza's archery is hard to find an opponent on the grassland. I think this competition should end here, and you should just admit defeat, how about that?"
Chai Mucuo made a joke, using all his sarcasm.
Saha was filled with sorrow, but he shouted: "The fight is not over yet, and the final winner has not been decided yet. You, the Chaici family, are laughing too early!"
"Hmph! Then please invite the warriors of the Sada family to come out and fight! However, don't make my warriors wait too long, the time limit is one stick of incense. If no one fights within this time, my Chaici family wins!" Chai Mucuo sneered and rode back.
Only Gonza was in the field, holding a longbow, looking up at the sky, arrogant.
"Master, the Sada tribe is in danger! As a result, as outsiders, it will be difficult for you and me to escape from thousands of cavalry!" Lin Yi saw the situation on the field, and he said thoughtfully.
The Chaici tribe really had a hidden hand. First, they used a wedding as an excuse to attack, and took the opportunity to send troops to force the other party to accept the bet; then they let the brave and invincible Gongza come out and decide the outcome with one arrow; in the end, they swallowed up the Sada tribe without bloodshed. Their deep scheming is hard to guard against. As for that Sarshu, he is just a chess piece in this game.
Looking at the arrogant Gongza, Zhen Yuanzi said helplessly: "This is not just a duel. Who among us can't pull the longbow? But few people in the world practice bows and arrows. It's hard to hit the target even if we pull the bow. Facing the plight of the Sada tribe, even if we want to help, we are powerless!" "Does Elder Meng have this ability?" Lin Yi asked curiously. "This--! Forget it, I'll go ask. I can't just give up like this!" Zhen Yuanzi left the carriage and walked towards Meng Shan. Before Zhen Yuanzi came back, Lin Yi knew everything from their conversation. Hidden weapons were not difficult for everyone, but pulling the longbow and shooting at the shield three hundred steps away was something no one could do. Even Elder Meng smiled bitterly and shook his head. After a stick of incense, there was not much left, and Saha looked bitter. Everyone in the tribe knew all the warriors. Saha did not give up and went back to the tribe to inquire carefully again. The result was that no one could shoot a shield 300 steps away. Not only that, the best hard bow of the Sada family could only shoot 150 to 60 steps away. There were no people and bows to participate in the next archery competition.
The people of the Sada tribe were all listless, with sad faces, waiting for the final moment. If they fought to the death, they might be destroyed, and even the women and children in the tribe would not be spared. If they surrendered and became slaves of the Chaici tribe, they might be able to save their lives, but they would be like hunting dogs, tied by the neck, driven and whipped by others, and their descendants would never be able to turn over.
"Elder Meng, I'll try!" Lin Yi thought for a long time and finally found Meng Shan.
Zhen Yuanzi's eyes lit up and he thought, you little brat, you asked me to ask questions, but in the end you jumped out by yourself. But young people are chivalrous and righteous, and I like them.
"Are you sure you can win? You know, the victory or defeat of the Sada tribe depends on their own luck. If we still lose after intervening, this matter will not be as simple as difficult to get out of. You have to think about it!" Meng Shan looked at Lin Yi in surprise, thought about it, and said so.
"Lin Yi is originally a mountain dweller, and is very familiar with hunting. As for bows and arrows, he is not unfamiliar with them. Moreover, I think I have a lot of brute force, and it is always right to help others and myself." Facing the suspicious eyes of the Tianlong Sect disciples, Lin Yi's expression remained unchanged. Even if the bows and arrows are a little unfamiliar, haven't I practiced with small crossbows for a few days? Let's just say so.
Zhen Yuanzi said at the right time: "Elder Meng, we are not good at archery. Since Lin Yi has the responsibility, let him try! Moreover, the Chaici family does not care about your life and death at all. If you want to avoid the ravages of thousands of cavalry, this may be a way."
Meng Shan pondered for a long time, he looked deeply at Lin Yi, nodded slowly and said: "Go, try your best!"
Lin Yi did his best to save face, responded respectfully, and turned to walk to the field.
"Dad, are we just going to lose like this?" Samuel choked with sobs, with a look of unwillingness on his face. Wu Chai, who was standing by, was also powerless. Although he had been skilled in archery since childhood, the target was 300 steps away. Even if he was at full strength before he was injured, he could not shoot that far with the bow in his hand!
Despite his best efforts, he still failed to save the Sada tribe from crisis. Seeing Samlier's sad look, Wu Chai felt pain in his heart.
"Alas!" Saha sighed. He thought of his father's uncertain fate, this inexplicable gambling fight, and this seemingly difficult to reverse defeat. He did not expect that the grassland passed down by his ancestors would be lost from his hands.
A wave of powerless fatigue surged in his heart, causing Saha, who was in his prime, to shake his body on the horse.
"Forget it, my Sada family will leave this grassland. There is always a place on the vast grassland that can feed my Sada family. Even if the grassland is gone, I will never let my family become slaves of the Chaici family. I will lead my family, raise the scimitar in my hand, rush out of the claws of the beasts, go to the depths of the grassland, and find a new world."
Saha suppressed his sad mood and said to Samlier and Sazarcuo in a deep voice: "Go back quickly and let the people prepare to migrate. We are leaving this grassland!"
"Father, will they agree?" Sazarcuo said with worry.
"Humph! Losing the grassland is a bet. If the Chaici family presses on, the whole family will fight. No one can stop the galloping horse, and no one can stop my Sada family from moving forward to the death!" Saha's voice was heavy and powerful. At this moment, for the sake of his people, he had to stand up straight.
"The winner of this contest has not yet been decided!" Hearing this, Saha and others looked in surprise.
The person who came over was a young man in a gray robe, about seventeen or eighteen years old, with sharp eyebrows and eyes like morning stars. There was a faint smile on his clear face, and his black hair was casually gathered behind his head. There was an exquisite gourd hanging around his waist. As if strolling around, this person had his hands behind his back, and his expression was leisurely and a bit careless.
Saha recognized that he was from the Tianlong Sect, but he didn't know what the visitor meant, so he couldn't speak for a while.
Lin Yi smiled and nodded to Wu Cai and said hello, then said to Saha: "I'll try the third gambling fight, okay?"
Saha and his group were stunned and looked at the young man in disbelief. No one thought that in despair, the person who was willing to help was actually a passing foreigner.
Saha jumped off his horse and said in surprise: "Little brother, are you sure you can win? No, no, I mean, of course you can!"
Saha was anxious and incoherent. Since someone stood up for him, how could he be suspicious! For the grassland people, this is rude behavior. Brothers and friends are for trust. Since someone has accepted the challenge, it is better than humiliating defeat.
Faced with Saha's apology, Lin Yi ignored it. He nodded, turned around and walked towards the Gonza who had been standing proudly for a long time.
After walking a few steps, Lin Yi shook his head and smiled self-deprecatingly, stopped, turned around and said to Saha: "Bring the best hard bow in the Sada tribe!"
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