Chapter 1178: Wu Zhao's Guess, Adding Pulleys to Bows, Reforming Archery!

Draw a three-stone bow?

Shoot one hundred and twenty paces!

As soon as Gao Yang said this, it was like a thunderclap on flat ground, suddenly echoing throughout the Pointing-General Platform, causing the civil and military officials to look over in unison.

Wang Zhong was stunned.

He, Wang Zhong, ate two bowls of rice every day and practiced martial arts diligently, but even so, he could now at most draw a two-stone bow and shoot a hundred paces.

But Gao Tianlong was already seventy, and he still had such divine strength?

How could this be possible?

He sneered and immediately understood the reason; this brat Gao Yang was clearly feeling sorry for Gao Tianlong and didn't want Gao Tianlong to lead the army on an expedition.

That was why he released such big talk!

But as a result, Gao Tianlong was going to be heavily embarrassed.

For the sake of military merit, for the sake of being enfeoffed as a Marquis or Duke, for the sake of the Wang family's future, I'm sorry, Duke of Ding!

If the occasion hadn't been inappropriate, Wang Zhong would have even wanted to laugh out loud and shout "Heaven helps me."

These words, let alone Wang Zhong and the other military generals, even some civil officials shook their heads, feeling it was too outrageous.

Even they knew that a three-stone bow was a full one hundred and eighty catties, and those in the army who could draw a three-stone bow could be called the elite of the army!

But Gao Tianlong was already seventy!

Could he still draw a three-stone bow?

But almost no one questioned it; on the contrary, a series of compliments followed one after another.

"The Duke of Ding is brave; although he is over seventy, his heroic spirit has not diminished from yesteryear!"

"We wait to see the Duke of Ding pierce a willow leaf at one hundred and twenty paces and draw a three-stone large bow!"

"The Duke of Ding is worthy of being our Da Qian's number one military god!"

Like Lu Wen, Yan Zheng, and others, they all spoke up with smiles on their faces.

Wu Zhao's phoenix eyes furrowed, her beautiful face full of nobility, but she knew these compliments were not a good thing.

It looked more like... "killing with praise"!

The louder the compliments were now, the more backlash Gao Tianlong would suffer once he failed to achieve it, or even fell far short!

Gao Tianlong stared at Gao Yang; although he was expressionless and still looked calm, he was panicking inside.

Is this brat crazy?

It's not like Gao Yang didn't see him shooting arrows in the mansion; at his current state, even eighty paces was difficult, and his limit was only seventy-five paces.

He is going to risk his life to draw a three-stone bow and shoot one hundred and twenty paces?

Even if this brat didn't want him to lead the army on an expedition, he shouldn't let him take a huge dump in front of so many people, right?

But now, it was not easy for him to speak out.

Lu Zhen and the others also looked at Gao Tianlong with shock, their gazes filled with suspicion and exploration.

At this time.

Wang Zhong took the opportunity to say, "Your Majesty, this subordinate is willing to throw a brick to attract jade and shoot arrows first!"

Gao Yang didn't express anything, and since these words were spoken by Gao Yang himself, Wu Zhao could only nod.

"Then I will wait to see Old General Wang's methods!"

Soon, the messengers followed Wu Zhao's wishes and went to set up the drill ground, setting up a flag, a target, and a dummy wearing armor a hundred paces away.

Wang Zhong rode his horse over, his expression calm.

Gao Yang came to Gao Tianlong's side, lowered his voice, and said, "Under the gaze of all, it is time for you to show your holiness in front of people, Grandfather. At this time, you must not be low-key anymore."

Gao Tianlong, upon hearing this, twitched his mouth heavily, but since it was not easy to get angry at this moment, he lowered his voice and said, "Low-key my ass!"

"That is a three-stone bow, one hundred and twenty paces, and I am seventy this year. When you brag, can you not drag me into it?"

Gao Yang, seeing this, looked extremely shocked.

"Grandfather, you can't do it?"

"Whether I can do it or not, don't you have a clue in your heart? Didn't you see it in the mansion?" Gao Tianlong cursed in a low voice.

"Hiss!"

Gao Yang hissed.

"Your grandson thought you were deliberately hiding your talent, and thought that drawing a three-stone bow was easy for you!"

Gao Tianlong had a line of black ink on his forehead.

His back molars ached from the rage; this wicked grandson was truly a pitfall!