The Reincarnation of Lu Bu at the End of the Han Dynasty

Chapter 895 Lost
The sharp feathered arrow hit the bowstring.

Cao Xing glanced at the location of the archery target, and the distance of 150 steps was nothing to him.

But today, the archery target became a bit blurred in his eyes. Perhaps it was because of the smoke in his eyes from reading under the candlelight all these years, which caused his eyesight to plummet.

He glanced and glanced again.

It has not been launched for a long time.

He couldn't find the feeling of the past, and even when he looked at the target, he didn't know what to do.

The onlookers looked at Cao Xing expectantly, which invisibly put a lot of psychological pressure on him.

"Why don't you shoot?"

The soldiers whispered.

Although Cao Xing was born as a rascal, he also has his own pride and self-esteem.When he was mentioned in the army in the past, no one knew that he was super skilled in archery, but now in front of so many recruits, he must not be ashamed!

Cao Xing gritted his teeth, pulled the bowstring, and shouted: "Hey!"

huh~
The arrow shot out, but there was no echo.

At this moment, the whole air was eerily quiet.

Not only did he miss the target, he even missed it.

"General, miss the target!"

There was a loud announcement from the soldiers at the position of the arrow target.

Cao Xing's face suddenly became hot, which to him was undoubtedly a slap in the face.

Guan Hai was also stunned for a moment, a little unacceptable to such a result. He had seen Cao Xing's archery with his own eyes. For him, a distance of 150 paces was a piece of cake, and he could shoot with a blindfold. The target was still fixed.

"General Cao just returned to the camp, maybe he was a little nervous, let's do it again, everyone applauds and encourages!" Guan Hai said loudly, and rescued Cao Xing.

The soldiers clapped their palms together, cheering for Cao Xing.

Guan Hai went over to pick the feathered arrow in person, and handed it to Cao Xing, comforting him: "Old Cao, it's nothing, it's just a miss, don't be nervous, I trust you."

Cao Xing nodded, took the arrow and put it on the string again.

Afterwards, Cao Xing took a deep breath and closed his eyes.

He no longer looks with the naked eye, but uses his heart to read the position of the target.

God, please!
Cao Xing prayed in his heart, and let go of the three fingers holding the string.

call out!
The arrows were fired again, and under the full expectation of the crowd, the cluster of arrows still did not make the sound of hitting the target.

The expressions of the soldiers were full of disappointment. Just now, Guan Hai described Cao Xing as miraculous, causing them to wait for so long in vain, and now this is the result.

Cao Xing opened his eyes, and there was a deep sense of loss between his brows.

The facts are before his eyes, the soldiers are not blind, no matter what he says, it will only become an excuse for sophistry.

Cao Xing put down the hard bow in his hand, turned around and left here without saying a word.

The wind in the middle of the night brought a little chill.

When the soldiers gradually fell asleep, Cao Xing sat alone in the field where the soldiers were training during the day, staring at the distant archery targets in a daze.

No one knew what he was thinking.

At this time, a young general in light armor came over.

"Father, why don't you go to bed?"

The general in charge of night patrol tonight is Cao Xing's son, Cao Jun.

Many generals in the army knew that Cao Jun was not actually Cao Xing's biological son, but Cao Xing always regarded him as his own.

"I can not sleep."

Cao Xing sighed leisurely, just like when he first returned to Bingzhou Tunliu to serve as the county magistrate, he suffered from insomnia for several nights in a row.

"Is it for daytime business?"

Cao Jun sat down next to his father and asked tentatively.

Cao Jun also heard about what happened during the day. When his father passed by here, he missed the target twice in a row in front of hundreds of soldiers.

For the father who used to be known as a "sharp shooter", it is conceivable that he will suffer a blow.

Cao Xing did not speak, obviously acquiescing to this point.

Although the lord and the other generals have also comforted him and don't take it to heart, Cao Xing still feels very uncomfortable in his heart, like a knife cutting him.

His writing was not as good as Pang Ji and Guo Jia, his martial arts was not as good as Huang Zhong and Ma Chao, and he was even not as good as many old soldiers in the Wolf Cavalry Battalion. The only thing he could do was archery.

But now, under the watchful eyes of everyone, he missed the target twice in a row.

For Cao Xing, this is a shame, a great shame!

"Didn't you just miss the target? Everyone will miss it. Just practice more. In time, father, you will be able to regain the title of 'sharp shot'. My son believes in you!"

Cao Jun encouraged his father very excitingly.

But Cao Xing didn't seem to have much motivation, and even said very sadly: "Son, you don't have to comfort me. Father knows, I can never reach the level of the past. My eyes are useless, and my senses are also rusty... "

"so what?"

This was the first time Cao Jun saw his father so depressed and lacking in confidence. He continued, "Father, you are the earliest brother who accompanied the lord. Even if you don't do anything, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks to you."

"But I don't want to drag the lord down! I don't want others to say that I'm a moth in the military camp and only know how to waste food!"

Cao Jun became very angry when he heard this, and asked angrily, "Which bastard said that, I'll go to him to settle the score!"

"It's too late for me to decline. After a long time, I will never dream of Duke Zhou again."

Cao Xing pulled his son to sit down and sighed heavily.

Now he is nearly forty years old, and his physical fitness is no longer what it used to be.

The lord is physically strong and exercises regularly, and looks like he is in the prime of life.And Cao Xing is two years younger than Lu Bu, but his appearance is a little older than Lu Bu.

In the past few years, although he has grown a lot, he is also physically and mentally exhausted.

"Father, don't talk too much about me, you know, I'm tired of these literary things too."

Cao Jun said carelessly, without the slightest awareness of being a general. He recalled with his father: "I just remember that when I was young, I lost a fight with other children. You told me that if you lose, you lose. Get up first. Besides, if you don’t get up, you will never have a chance in your life!”

Cao Xing listened silently without making a sound.

"You have the perseverance to read and write, don't you have the perseverance to regain your old archery skills?"

Cao Jun asked loudly, and then looked at his father with burning eyes: "The soldiers look down on you, so you should work harder. One day, they will see, what a hero my father Cao Jun is!"

Hearing the last sentence, Cao Xing burst into tears.

Maybe it's because of getting older, tears come out easily.

"Jun'er, you have grown up."

Wiping the corners of his eyes secretly, Cao Xing looked at his son in front of him, and he was very pleased with his words.

"If you have time, take the time to go back and see your mother. She has not been in good health for the past two years, and she often misses you."

Over the years, Cao Xing has taken in many concubines, some of them young and beautiful, and some of them are graceful.

But his heart was always on Cao Jun's mother.

Just then, Cao sex was drunk with a few splashing skin and was swollen with a blue face, but at a glance, the gentle woman who applied medicine for him.

(End of this chapter)