The soldier ran out, looking at the target not far away, drew his bow and shot an arrow.
"Boing—"
The sound of the bowstring retracting echoed, and the arrow traced an arc through the air, firmly hitting the target, though not the bullseye. Just hitting it was sufficient as a human body is roughly the same width as the diameter of a target.
It's impossible to expect every soldier to be a God Archer, even the God Archers of Emperor Mountain relied on talent and training on the battlefield.
The soldier shot ten arrows in a row, all hitting the target.
"You, you, you..." Zhansheng immediately pointed out eighteen soldiers, asking them to shoot one by one.
He also selected over thirty soldiers to practice combat, discerning whether they were just for show.
Many other Centurions and Colonels were tested, and he was very satisfied to finally find a satisfactory group.
As for General Wu Wenjie, it was clear he was also good.
To train such soldiers, the general couldn't be lacking.
