Da Ming started to ascend the throne

When Huang Erhu heard that he had hit eight rings, he let out a long breath. He finally let go of his hanging heart. Just now he was worried that he would miss the target.

Because of the last shot, his hands trembled a bit. Although it was very slight, it was definitely fatal in a battle. There are eight rings and two tigers who feel that even if they lose, they will not regret it.

"How many rings does Zhou Da have? Why don't you speak? Did you miss the target?"

Everyone is quite satisfied with Huang Erhu's results, basically at the level of Erhu's usual training, and should not lose to Tuesday.

Seeing the students observing Zhou Da's target, they just stared blankly at the bull's-eye and there was no sound for a long time. These young people became anxious and shouted at him one after another.

Hearing everyone shouting, the student turned around slowly:

"The 150-meter target, Zhou Da hit the tenth ring."

……

The scene that was chaotic just now, after the students reported that Zhu Cihong had hit the tenth ring, fell silent instantly, everyone opened their mouths wide in disbelief.

So far, Zhou Da is the first to hit the 150-meter target. Zhang Fugui, who has the best marksmanship, has only nine rings at his best.

And Zhu Cihong still shot immediately after running 2000 meters with a load without rest, which is incredible.

"Don't report blindly, let's go and see..."

After reacting, everyone got up and rushed to the 150-meter target. They didn't believe that Zhou Da could hit the tenth ring.

(End of this chapter)

Chapter 645 Treating Guests

A group of little earls rushed to the target where Zhu Cihong was shooting.

It turned out that the 150-meter bull's-eye was pierced by a miniature bullet, a real ten ring.

It's understandable if you usually play ten rings, but after the 2000-meter weight-carrying test, you are playing ten rings, which subverts the children's cognition a bit.

The 150-meter ten-ring score is not a big deal in future generations. Snipers can hit 1000 meters.

But it was still very powerful in the Ming Dynasty, after all, it had just been converted from cold weapons.

Zhu Cihong was lucky. He was originally a frail scholar. After going through all kinds of hardships, the first weapon he came into contact with was the flintlock.

Coupled with his own talent and determination to serve the country, he has developed a good marksmanship, which is almost on par with Liu Wenxiu.

After the baptism of war, his psychological quality has become more mature, how can the students of the Royal Military Academy compare with him.

Zhu Cihong first entered the Royal Academy, not to practice marksmanship, but to learn military and warfare, and also wanted to make some playmates.

This time not only the students were stunned, but even the instructor Yu Yang was taken aback.

In fact, there is no need to test it anymore, it has already exceeded the test standard.

The Royal Military Academy only recruits students, so there is no need for such a high standard.

But before Yu Yang could speak, the students who reacted turned their eyes to the little Earl Zhang Fugui.

These children are all heroes, and they have never suffered a disadvantage. The two defeats made them feel disheartened.

"Fugui, it's up to you now, even if you lose in marksmanship, we believe you won't lose in riding skills, come on..."

Yu Yang wanted to announce that Zhu Cihong was joining the Royal Military Academy, but Zhang Fugui stood at attention and saluted:

"Instructor, can we start the last round?"

"Oh... open... start!"

Yu Yang choked on Zhang Fugui's words, and he never thought that these kids would be so tenacious.

Yu Yang waved his hand, and immediately someone brought two horses and announced the rules:

"In the last round of riding and archery, there are five targets. The one with the highest hit rate and the best riding skill wins."

Zhang Fugui and Zhu Cihong jumped on their horses and took the rifled guns handed over by the students.

They have to shoot five target positions on horseback, which are 30 meters, 40 meters, 50 meters, 60 meters, and 70 meters.

Urge the horses to gallop in a line, pass by the target position and shoot.

Mounted shooting is more difficult than fixed shooting, and the distance between all targets is much closer, and the distance does not exceed 100 meters.

Not only marksmanship is tested, but also the speed of loading bullets and riding skills are also required.

There are five bullets in total, and there is no chance to refill the gun at all. If the speed of reloading the bullets is slow, the horse will rush past the second target position, which will increase the difficulty of shooting.

Zhang Fugui took the lead, urged the horse to raise the gun and shoot, then reloaded and shot...

A round of five shots ended, all hit, and Zhang Fugui ended the game perfectly.

Someone immediately went to check Zhang Fugui's grades. He had three eighth rings and two seventh rings. His grades were pretty good.

Now it was Zhu Cihong's turn, he urged the horse to raise his gun:

"Da da da……"

"Bang bang bang..."

After the five shots were over, Zhu Cihong urged the horse back, and then jumped off the horse to wait for the result.

Immediately, some students ran over to check the results, three eighth rings, two seven rings.

As a result, the results of the two were exactly the same, with three eighth rings and two seven rings.

In terms of riding, Zhu Cihong performed after Zhang Fugui, and his posture imitated Zhang Fugui. The two were evenly matched and tied.

Usually in riding and archery training, Zhang Fugui has the best grades, and no one can surpass him.

No one could even draw with him, Zhu Cihong actually tied with Zhang Fugui, making the battlefield quiet again.

Many people already recognized Zhu Cihong in their hearts, but because of face, they all showed a cold expression.

There is only one person who is the happiest, and he is Yu Yang, the instructor of this class.

"I announce that Zhou Da will officially become a member of the Army Elite Class of the Royal Military Academy from today. Welcome everyone."

As Yu Yang's voice fell, there were now sparse sounds.

Yu Yang stared, and shouted sharply:

"Stand at attention, didn't you hear what the instructor said? Welcome to Zhou University."