The Empress’ Livestream

Nongqin was not the only one shocked by her order; the rest of the guys remained quiet. All of a sudden, the stream went nuts, too.

Xuanxiang Taishou: “Host, don’t scare us… How is that even possible?”

Fengzhi Liaoyuan: “I do believe some non-human like creep can make it happen. But it’s basically not possible for Nongqin.”

Han Yutong: “I can see the scene of a soft girl turning into an iron man.”

The audience members in the stream room were trying to display the reasons to her as to why they didn’t think there was a chance for her.

It was not that they didn’t have confidence in her, it was just unbelievable that it could happen.

Meng Hun basically was sharing the same idea with the audience members. According to his eye measurements, it had to be at least two hundred feet from where Jiang Pengji was standing from the target.

It had to be a one-hundred kilogram––or heavier––bow to have maybe been able to do it from that distance. A fifty-kilogram heavy bow would barely reach.

But that was one hundred kilograms; it was much heavier than an adult male.

How was it even possible for Nongqin to use a bow like that?

“Do you think you can do this?” Jiang Pengji asked her.

She hesitated until she heard Jiang Pengji. She seemed confident with her decision.

“I can do this for you, Langjun, as long as you give me instructions.”

Jiang Pengji grinned at her. “Smart girl. Come, let me teach you.”

She unwrapped the white cloth, let it drop on the ground, and revealed the look of the crossbow.

Meng Hun took a glance at it and then he couldn’t move his eyes away.

Jiang Pengji whispered to Nongqin and taught her the correct way to manipulate the crossbow.

“The recoil force is rather high, which means that the bottom half of your body has to be steady when you are using it to release the force. If the bottom half of your body wobbles and you somehow miss the accuracy, you are not just losing your target, you might get killed instead of killing your enemies.” Jiang Pengji’s voice was like a chilly breeze blown into people’s ears, which made everyone focus on her.

There was a shock absorber damper set in the bow to moderate the instant impact from the launch as much as it could, but it would still be a struggle for Nongqin.

“You have enough time to aim at your target with the sighting device. You just need to balance your own body. Something that is more advanced about this crossbow than a regular bow is that you don’t have to keep the same pose to aim at your target when you have your bow open.” Jiang Pengji assisted Nongqin in adjusting the bow and her position. She encouraged her, “That’s the right angle.”

A bolt shot out of the crossbow right after. Nongqin still took several steps backwards and fell on the ground from the fierce recoil force even though she was mentally prepared. The men around her uttered words of amazement; they were all startled.

Thwack!

Nongqin was lucky. She missed the center of the target, but she still shot the target, and the bolt made half of it shatter!

The audience members were astounded by the fact. The distance was definitely more than two hundred feet.

Not to mention, if an average person could aim at something at such a distance, they would be disheartened by the fact that they would have to have strong arms to make it happen.

But a skinny, tiny woman did it, and she blew off the target while everyone watched.

The bolt, instead of getting stuck in the target, just kept going for another twenty feet before it stabbed into the ground.

Men Hun rushed forward and held the crossbow that Nongqin dropped in both of his hands as if it were a treasure.

Nongqin was still dazed until she saw a neat, pretty hand with a smell of soap in front of her face.

“Get up.”

Nongqin bit her lips, hesitating before she grasped Jiang Pengji’s hand and stood up forcibly.

She quickly went to check the target and was amazed by the violent scene.

Was it really… her?

Nongqin felt everything go blurry. She could even feel her own heartbeat, and she lifted her hands up in her face.

Was it really her?

People described a marksman that could pierce a willow leaf with an arrow from the distance of a hundred feet. She turned around. There was no way it was only a hundred feet between those two points.

Meng Hun realized how scary the crossbow was from his previous experience being the General Coach and former captain of the Mengs’ army.

He had seen crossbows before, but that one was exceptionally creepy––more so than any other he had seen before.

It was very handy, in that most average people wouldn’t have trouble carrying it. The low pull force could be used to latch the crossbow, which meant an incompetent girl like Nongqin could even use it. She just needed to lean her body back, put all the effort and strength into latching the crossbow, and then pull the trigger.

A paddle crossbow needed combined forces from the user’s arms, feet, and lower back.

The crossbow he was holding, however, was different from a paddle crossbow. It was more like an arm-stretched crossbow, considering its size and portability.

What made Meng Hun more stunned was the recoil force was relatively low, but the shooting range was extremely long.

While he was still indulging in his ecstasy, Jiang Pengji struck him with her dissatisfaction. “It’s not good enough… It’s still just a half-finished product.”

Meng Hun was puzzled. Was it still not good enough?

He had no idea what Jiang Pengji was expecting.

She had extremely sharp eyes. She observed some flaws that needed to be fixed with only one test.

“You want to equip every single soldier with a crossbow like this, Langjun?”

He was about to burst with excitement. He was dying to equipped with the crossbow, and he would certainly cherish it.

Everyone else, especially Meng Hun’s subordinates, felt their hearts begin to pump harder with the idea, too.

Jiang Pengji said in a calm tone, “It’s still a product in process and is being modified. I cannot guarantee that everyone gets a crossbow because of costs and the complex craftsmanship. I will only let the most experienced and excelled soldiers have them. And the rest…”

She snatched the crossbow from Meng Hun and stretched her arms to open the crossbow like she had done it thousand times.

Thwack!

A target cracked from the center but Jiang Pengji stood still without any wobbling.

She opened it again and reloaded. With a clear sound of cracking, another target shattered into pieces completely.

Then Meng Hun noticed that she didn’t aim––or, she felt confident when she stared at the target before opening the crossbow, and she didn’t have to aim!

How crazy was her vision and accuracy?

“There is nothing you cannot achieve in this world. The reason you cannot yet achieve it is only because you don’t know how.”

She put down the crossbow and had a beaming smile on her face. It made her surroundings dimmer somehow.

Nongqin had a sudden passion, and she felt there was a strong urge flowing deep in her body.

She wanted to become someone like the Langjun.

There were no extra moves when Langjun opened the crossbow, and she stood straight like nothing would make her bend

Right, I’m a girl. But Langjun is a girl, too… And she is even younger than me.

Why can she do that but I can’t?

Nongqin knew that she really enjoyed it and felt free with her own life even though she had to face all the stressful and endless training at the moment.

But she could not imagine going back to her old life. She refused to be a mundane person. She didn’t want to marry some random guy by following her parents’ orders. She didn’t want everything to be centered around a guy, children, and a kitchen for the rest of her life…

It is not life if you have to suffer and be numb and have boring, predictable days over and over again.

She was all about the unstopped idea.

No, that’s not life!