Chapter 54: Crossbows and Strings
The dwarf man must not have thought that there would be a human visit, and the upward corridor was so low and cramped that he could barely move up in a half-squat. After a few moments, the lord finally got out of the corridor with a disgraced face, and the space became a little more spacious.
"I should have climbed straight up from the faΓ§ade. He patted his hair, and suddenly the dust flew and he couldn't help but sneeze twice in a row.
Robbie's voice came from the front: "This is our bed crossbow." β
Richard originally took out a handkerchief and was about to blow his nose, but when he heard this, he subconsciously glanced up, and his eyes were immediately firmly glued to the thing in front of him.
Even if he had known that the dwarves were a famous blacksmith clan, even if he had barely seen anything in two lives, he still had to admit that this bed crossbow was far more than he had imagined.
All-steel components with a compact structure and four feet that are carved into the gaps in the log floor for stabilisation.
The bearing group is embedded with a cylinder to connect the crossbow body and the base, and the steel crossbow arm is divided into three sections, reversed bow, and connected by an energy storage mechanism composed of springs and gears. It was the first time he had seen such a slightly counterintuitive design since he came into the world.
Each part has been carefully polished to a smooth surface, emitting a dark blue reflection in the morning sun. Compared to the rough wood and stone walls around it, it seems to be from another dimension.
"What did you do?" the Lord gently stroked the string of the straightened crossbow, his expression as if he had seen an ICBM rising in the Sky Monkey Workshop.
"I'm only in charge of the design, and the forging is done by someone else. Robbie picked up a towel and wiped the spilled grease on the crossbow, and the corners of his mouth unconsciously pursed slightly, as focused and soft as a mother taking care of her children.
"Amazing!" said Richard heartily.
Originally, Anne had mentioned that Robbie liked to toss some weird things, but at that time, Richard was full of whimsy in his own mind, and in the field of blind tossing, he thought that he was second and who would dare to be the first?
Now it seems that he has underestimated the heroes of the world and Robbie, and this bed crossbow has gone far beyond the realm of gadgets, and the meticulousness and detail contained in it cannot be constructed by whimsy alone. It must be a work that can only be born after countless studies and attempts.
Robbie isn't the little kid he imagined to be a pounding kid, but a real structural expert.
"There are a few bronze carvings left by ancient sages in the tribe, but in fact, I have only picked up a little remnant of the wisdom of my predecessors, which is nothing at all. β
When it comes to what he is good at, Robbie is full of pride and confidence, and the smile on his face is infectious. Compared with the wilted little deflated three on the battlefield, it was like two people.
The lord is a pragmatist through and through, he doesn't care about the ancient sages, he only cares about what can be used in front of him.
"What's the range, what's the accuracy?"
"A skilled marksman can consistently hit a sheep's head from four or five hundred yards away, and can shoot through a layer of plate armor from a distance of up to 1,200 yards, but it is impossible to get the head so far. Robbie smiled shyly and added.
"Actually, I feel that the upper archery path can be stable at a distance of seven or eight hundred yards, but it is difficult to aim with my eyes alone. β
"Holy. Richard couldn't help but burst into a foul mouth.
Don't ask if you don't know and ask to scare out urine, this homemade bed crossbow is at least a whole grade stronger than the mainstream military bed crossbow in Pompeii, both in terms of accuracy and range.
Pompeii's ordnance technology can only be regarded as second-rate in the entire human world, and San Jose in the south is stronger, but it is not up to this level.
Of course, part of the reason for this is that mainstream bed crossbows have cost compromises and do not represent the highest level in various countries. But Robbie and the dwarf's skills are definitely enough to make your jaw drop.
"This kind of big killing weapon, how can you let it be dumb. Listen to my brother, hurry up and get a batch of crossbow arrows, and use all steel if there is no wood. β
The lord was even happier than Robbie, and pulled out the binoculars pinned to his waist and stuffed them into his hand, "And with this, you can see farther." β
Robbie had already noticed that Richard was always looking around with this lens tube, and guessed that there must be a doorway inside. I tried it in front of my eyes and was immediately attracted by this novelty.
"The crossfire of the two bed crossbows is aimed at one place, and the precise point kill, I see who can withstand it. Richard's face was full of red light, as if he had seen the scene of robbers from all walks of life turning on their backs.
"Big Brother Richard. Robbie reluctantly put down the lens tube, frowning and scratching the back of his head, "Actually...... The problem is not the arrow, you look at the string above. β
"Strings?" Richard looked down, and the look immediately made sense.
The pale yellow string on the arm of the crossbow was made of several thin strings, and had been drawn to a noticeably uneven color, and was nearing the end of its life.
"The tension on the all-steel crossbow arm was so great that I was originally going to use the Monaka giant leech as a string, and I asked Miss Anne to help me buy it. Robbie spread his hands, "But I haven't bought it." β
The Monaka giant leech he was talking about was a kind of magical beast with a very low rank, with only a slight dispensable acid spitting ability. The real peculiarity of this leech is that its body is extremely flexible and solid, and when handled, it is the most excellent and durable bowstring, which is the material used in all the powerful ballistas on the head of Coron.
"It's strictly controlled military supplies, how can it be so easy to buy. Richard shook his head, feeling that Robbie's idea was naΓ―ve.
Not to mention a trading house, even if he is a serious pioneer lord of eight hundred, it is unlikely that he will compete with the regular army for the ownership of such a scarce material.
"Definitely. Robbie looked a little embarrassed, "So I can only replace it with ordinary sheep tendon strings for the time being, but then it must be replaced every four or five shots." Our problem is not that there are no arrows, but that there are no strings. β
"I ......"
Richard had seen black goats domesticated by dwarves, much more robust than ordinary goats, and the best of them could even be used as riding beasts. But no matter how strong they are, they are not beyond the scope of goats, and it is a dream to extract from them the large tendons that can be used for bed crossbows.
And what good is a bed crossbow without strings? Maybe scaring people is the only answer.
The dwarves knew that it would not be useful to continue to prepare arrows, so they simply did not make any superfluous, which was not wrong.
"Do you have gold coins in your tribe?" Richard suddenly asked a seemingly unrelated question.
"Gold coins?" Robbie reacted after a pause, "Our tribe is not very wealthy, and most of the weapons sold are exchanged for supplies, and I remember that the total number of gold coins is probably ...... More than 10,000 pieces. β
The poor ghost Richard spurted out a mouthful of old blood, this amount made him suddenly awe-inspired, he never expected that this group of dwarf Dunzi had such a thick family background.
"Count a thousand to me, you just go and prepare the crossbow arrows, and I'll take care of the rest. Richard reached out to pat Robbie on the shoulder, but he couldn't, and instead patted him on the head.