Li Qingan is 1.8 meters tall and has been extremely powerful since he was a child. The weightlifting team caught sight of his strange seedling at first sight. After practicing weightlifting for two years, their parents were worried that he would not grow tall, so they did not allow him to practice weightlifting again. They practiced hard for ten years and later joined the army and became a member of the army's archery team. At the age of 23, they won the national archery championship.

Although he didn't know what he meant by the hard crossbow, Li Qingan still nodded, and he wanted to give it a try.

"Okay! Come with me."

A group of Tang soldiers followed Li Fei Yuanli to the third floor of the Fortress. Everyone's eyes showed hope. They all knew what the main thing was to do. No one could have pulled the Fuyuan crossbow alone. It had been covered with decades. Are they going to come out today?

Everyone went up to the third floor, which was the highest place nearby, with shooting holes all around, with wide views, and the beacon hotpot was still on the top, so you can go up from a staircase.

Li Fei Yuanli pointed to an extremely large crossbow in the corner and said, "Let's pull that one."

Li Qingan slowly walked forward and picked up the dusty crossbow. The crossbow frame was thicker than his arm, and the bow arm was two meters long. The crossbow machine on it was a little rusty and I don't know how many years it had been left.

"Master of the garrison, I don't know how to use crossbows."

"It's very simple, I'll teach you."

Li Fei Yuanli took a half-small ordinary crossbow to demonstrate to Li Qing'an, "Look, that's it. Use the strength of the waist and legs to step on the back of the bow, pull the string upwards with both hands, and stick the string on the tooth machine.

Bows and arrows require accuracy, while crossbows require range, so the requirements for crossbows are not high. As long as there is enough power, it is enough. The Fuyuan crossbow in Li Qing'an's hand is usually only available for three people. Because there are few people in the fortress, it is idle. If Li Qing'an can pull him away alone, it will be one to three.

Li Qingan could see through it at a glance. He followed his appearance and placed the crossbow bow on the ground, stepped on it with his feet, grabbed the bowstring with both hands. He took a deep breath, slowly exerted his arms, and heard the sound of "squeak!". The bowstring was gradually pulled open. Tang Jun's eyes around him suddenly widened, and he looked at him incredibly. This was a ten-stone hard crossbow, which was actually pulled away by him.

Li Qing'an held the string on the tooth machine and handed it to Li Fei Yuanli, "Master Shu, this is OK!"

Li Fei Yuanli looked at Li Qing'an with complicated eyes, took out a crossbow arrow and put it into the trough, pointed to the horse stake two hundred steps away and said, "You try shooting another crossbow arrow."

In fact, Li Qing'an had also practiced crossbows, but he knew that the crossbows of the Tang Dynasty were military weapons and were strictly prohibited from being used by ordinary people. If he showed greatness at the beginning, it would be inconsistent with his identity.

Now that he has passed the early stage of clumsiness, he can show his courage. He stretched out his long arm to hold the crossbow body, hooked his fingers to the hanging knife, and slowly aimed at a small black dot-like horse stake in the distance.

The Tang soldiers held their breath and looked at him nervously. Li Qing'an pulled the hanging knife, and with a light sound, the crossbow arrow shot out strongly, roaring straight to the horse stake, nailing it to the horse stake accurately.

A Tang army ran to inspect, and he shouted, "I shot!"

Tang Jun suddenly burst into cheers. This time Li Fei Yuanli was finally convinced. He patted Li Qing'an on the shoulder heavily and said, "From now on, you are the fifth fire, and I will make up for your military status."

He turned around and ordered, "Come on, give him a set of armor."

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A wise man said that politics is an economic building. This sentence is correct, but not completely correct. At least it is not true for Li Qing'an. The chief of fire is the squad leader today, who is in charge of ten soldiers. Although he is young, he is an official after all, and his political status has been improved. However, Li Qing'an's economic status is very inconsistent with his identity.

He is still the poorest man in the fortress. Although he has an unknown gem, the gem is like a real estate now. If it is not sold, it will never reflect its value. He can't exchange gems for wine to drink!

In fact, except for that gem, his entire property was only 500 cents. He got the money from Li Fei Yuanli. Huang Chengcheng's 500 cents were put in a pottery jar. He used the 500 cents to Bahuancheng, and he could buy 100 large Hu cakes with meat, ten bottles of high-quality Gaochang wine, and visit the brothel for a second and a half.

But if Li Qingan wants to buy a pair of handy bows and arrows, like the six-stone bows like Li Fei Yuanli, it will cost ten, five hundred cents.

"The fire is long, take a sip of wine!"

This is the most common sentence after his rise to the top of the fire, the soldier He Yanming, who basically gave his new boss his wine to his new boss. This can be regarded as some kind of welfare compensation for Li Qing'an!

"Xiao He, is there any way to get some money?"

Xiao He is the new name invented by Li Qing'an, but it is not new in the fortress. His father was originally a veteran of the fortress. He Yanming took over his father's stance and was naturally called Xiao He.

Although He Yanming only worked as a soldier for a year, he gained a lot of valuable experience from his father. When he heard that Li Qing'an wanted to make money, he immediately smiled and said, "There is a long time for the firefight. Since he works in the fortress, if he wants to make money, he naturally has to peel off the Hu Shang from the dealer. Everyone is doing this!"

All the Hu merchants were rich and rich. It was okay to scrape some oil from them, but the question was where they were?

Li Qing'an frowned and said, "I have been guarding the fort for more than a month, and I haven't even seen the shadow of Hu Shang."

"That's true. This year, there seem to be very few Hu merchants."

He Yanming scratched his scalp, suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly said, "There is another way, and it is very suitable for the firefly."

Li Qing'an was excited, "Tell me quickly, what can I do?"

"Go hunt!"

Li Yanqing's eyes lit up. This is a good idea. There are grasslands in the south, so you can try it.

He Yanming seemed to know Li Qing'an's thoughts, shook his head and smiled: "The grassland is nothing but wild game like deer and rabbits. It's not worth much money. If you really want to get valuable things, you have to go to Lingshan. My father will buy a few argas in Lingshan every year, and sell the sheep's head for more than a dozen chunks of money to make a small fortune."

More than a dozen cents of money were enough to buy a good bow. Li Qingan was moved. He drank the wine gourd in one gulp and threw the wine pot to the ground, "Damn it! I'll go and buy a few agarwood tomorrow to sell it."

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Lingshan is today's Tianshan Mountain, which stretches for thousands of miles, and will divide the Tang Dynasty into two. The Beiting Protectorate to the north and the Anxi Protectorate to the south. There are countless wild animals in Lingshan, such as wolves, argali, red deer, foxes, goose-throated antels, etc., among which the more valuable one is argali horns. A good argali head can be sold for three guan in Bahuancheng.

Hunting in Lingshan was also one of the important sources of wealth for the garrison soldiers. In fact, Hu Shang came to the fort to do business, largely to acquire the prey in Tang Jun's hands.

Li Qing'an led his men to visit Lingshan for a day and had a rich harvest. He shot five argas, six red deer and more than a dozen goose-throated antelope. The meat of these prey can improve the food of the Tang army, and the horns on their heads can be sold for dozens of cents of money.

The sky gradually became dark. They passed by a valley where there was no sunlight, which seemed cold and gloomy. The huge rocks were still covered with thick ice and snow. The bones of animals were scattered in some cracks of rocks. The war horses began to feel uneasy and raised their heads and neighed desperately. A veteran Han Jinping was quite experienced and immediately noticed something was wrong.

"Long Fire, retreat quickly! Exit here."

But it was too late. A pine tree fell a few piles of snow, and a pair of cold eyes appeared in the gaps between the pine trees.

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Chapter completed!