Tiêu đề FGEP CH 21-30 ✅

女将军和长公主 Nǚ jiāngjūn hé zhǎng gōngzhǔ - Female General and Eldest Princess Author: 请君莫笑 Please Don’t Laugh Support the author | FGEP carrd Do not repost this translation anywhere else, do not share this as an epub. For better readability, use browser extension for dark mode or docs app for mobile. Jump to chapter... Chapter 21 | Chapter 22 | Chapter 23 | Chapter 24 | Chapter 25 | Chapter 26 | Chapter 27 | Chapter 28 | Chapter 29 | Chapter 30 Chapter 21: True strength needs no technique Zhang Sanbao was no muddle-headed man. Despite his bulky appearance, his intentions were quite well thought out. He was already strong enough to draw a two-stone bow, but he had been punished for secretly drinking wine, causing him to miss the chance to apply for battalion commander. Though, what he saw today assured him that Lin Wanyue’s promotion was well-deserved, and he couldn’t compare. Still, he wanted to use this chance to show Lin Wanyue what he could do. He had heard that she started out from the infantry— she wasn’t even a troop leader before this. He felt certain that Lin Wanyue had no personal guards at all. If he could prove himself to the young battalion commander, he might even end up as a personal guard, and if Lin Feixing starts soaring through the ranks, he’ll be able to reach the skies alongside him... Zhang Sanbao widened his stance. He raised the bow, nocked an arrow, then he took a deep breath. The muscles on his forearm bulged up at once, and the black bow was slowly drawn open... Zhang Sanbao sweated internally, thinking it strange. He had drawn a two-stone bow before, but it did not take this much effort.
Even so, Zhang Sanbao did not disappoint the crowd’s expectations. He drew the black bow to its fullest, but it was done without the ease and speed that Lin Wanyue displayed. It would not be practical on the battlefield at all. Zhang Sanbao released his grip, and the arrow whistled through the air. Under everyone’s attention, it missed the target... Everyone stared at the empty target in astonishment. A peculiar quiet enveloped the scene. Lin Wanyue, on the other hand, appeared unaffected by this result. She patted Zhang Sanbao’s arm with a curve to her lips, then she took back her black bow and said: “Not bad, what is your name?” Hearing that, Zhang Sanbao’s face turned into a vivid red. Huffing and puffing, he stared ahead for a long while before he could finally turn towards Lin Wanyue and grumble: “Please don’t ask, battalion commander. This lowly one has no face to say it, it’ll humiliate my ancestors!” Lin Wanyue assured him with a smile: “No, there wasn’t anything wrong with you, it was my fault for not explaining it clearly beforehand. This bow originally belonged to the Commander-in-Chief. He discarded it because it had lost its accuracy. I found it in the weapons dump by accident, and the Commander-in-Chief granted it to me later on. I found the bowstring to be too precious to throw away, so I’ve been using it all this time. It’s a powerful bow. It works fine in short distances, but it becomes inaccurate for long distance shots if you use it without knowing its offset. Being able to draw this bow already proves that you are capable.” Hearing that, Zhang Sanbao’s expression looked much better. He gave Lin Wanyue a respectful courtesy with his hands and said: “This lowly one is Zhang Sanbao.” Delighted to see Lin Wanyue nod in response, he continued: “Battalion commander, this bow is not a standard two-stone bow. Just to let you know, this lowly one is from generations of military men, and all of my ancestors have been archers. My grandfather has also been the battalion commander of the Flying-Feather battalion before. I’ve drawn two-stone bows, but it didn’t take as much effort as this one. In my opinion, this bow is tougher than a two-stone bow, but not enough to be a three-stone bow. Battalion commander, you were actually able to draw a bow this tough a hundred times with ease! This lowly one gladly admits defeat. Perhaps not even this lowly one’s grandfather can do it the way you did.” Lin Wanyue couldn’t resist a smile at that. She thought: This rugged man can truly talk; he actually compared her to his own grandfather.
Since Lin Wanyue was being amicable, the bolder among the crowd poked fun at Zhang Sanbao by saying: “Fatty San, you really know how to flatter. Our battalion commander is so young, yet you’re comparing him with your granddaddy!” “Hahahaha!” Everyone broke into laughter at that. The men in the military camp did not have the same scruples about talking to each other as the outside world. Zhang Sanbao did not mind it at all. He looked back and swung his gigantic fist at the soldiers jokingly, then he turned to Lin Wanyue again. He scratched his head with some embarrassment, then he said gruffly: “I’m a crude man, battalion commander, don’t mind what I say. Anyways, all I mean is that I, Zhang Sanbao, respect you. From now on, I’ll be at your beck and call.” Lin Wanyue smiled as she nodded, expressing that she understood. Then she looked at the soldiers around her and put away her smile, saying: “Alright, return to your positions everyone. I will bring out a whole new training regimen tomorrow. Soon enough, all of you can draw a bow one hundred times in succession too.” The crowd cheered as they dispersed, each returning to their own positions to continue practicing. On the other hand, Lin Wanyue did not continue to practice anymore. She put her black bow on her back, then she walked around the Flying-Feather barracks to watch the soldiers’ training. Drawing a two-stone bow for a hundred times in succession was actually her present limit. Although she made it look easy, once she had passed the fiftieth shot, pain shot up her arm whenever she drew again. She was not born with superhuman strength. When she first started, she wasn’t even as strong as most of the people here, because she was a woman. Only she knew just how much effort it took to get to this level today. Ever since she found this black bow, she would test her limits every day. She started by drawing a one-stone bow a hundred times, to drawing a two-stone bow twenty times. To fifty, to a hundred. Additionally, since she was an infantry soldier before this, all of that practice had to be done after she had completed her basic training.
For a sixteen year old teenage girl, the toil within it was truly difficult to put into words. Of course, Lin Wanyue’s hard work wasn’t without results. She was still alive, at least. She stayed alive for over two years in the division with the highest death rate, and she had results— sixty-one marks on a wooden board. There were fifty-seven left, of what was owed to Chanjuan village. Just as drill training was about to come to an end for the Flying-Feather battalion, an uninvited guest arrived... Dressed in fine clothes, followed by two rows of well-dressed guards from the capital, Li Zhong walked formidably into Flying-Feather barracks. Seeing such a display, the training soldiers stopped what they were doing. Some of them recognized Li Zhong, while others did not. However, the clothes he wore and the guards he brought stated clearly that he was some kind of big-shot. Even if some weren’t sure how to address him, they greeted him like the others. Li Zhong ignored everyone’s greeting. He walked straight ahead, stopping in front of Lin Wanyue: “This Shizi needs to stretch my muscles. Bring me a bow.” A soldier next to Lin Wanyue presented his own bow at once, but Li Zhong did not accept it. He looked at Lin Wanyue instead, lifting his chin arrogantly. “Why haven’t you presented the bow to the Shizi?” Li Zhong did not speak, but the guard behind him had already lost his patience. Lin Wanyue looked at the guard, then she took a mild look at Li Zhong. She took the bow from the soldier’s hands and gave it to Li Zhong instead. Li Zhong gave a cold snort, accepting the bow Lin Wanyue presented in a self-satisfied manner. He played around with it as he continued: “I’ve heard that you are the battalion commander of the Flying-Feather battalion.” “I am.” Lin Wanyue kept her back straight. She answered in a way that was neither arrogant nor humble. “Oh, as expected of the border army. Crude.”