Chapter 0108: Dripping Arrow
"Huh, Huh~~!" Zhang Heng swayed freely, firing his bow more than ten times in succession, looking straight ahead, with indescribable confidence on his face. Well, this is just a range statistic, and there is no fixed shooting target, so naturally there will be no such thing as a hit rate, and it is no wonder that he is so confident.
"Fifty steps, one hundred steps...... Two hundred steps. Not bad, pretty good. Zhang Heng ran up to check the final distance of the arrow, and it was about two hundred steps, based on his height, he had a range of nearly three hundred meters, but the effective range was estimated to be about one hundred meters, which was also quite a surprise.
After thinking about it, he shouted, "Qin Shou, you come and try." "Because Qin Shou's stature is the tallest, and he is born with divine power, and his mind is much more flexible than Baba, so it is suitable to try arrows.
"Sun King!" Qin Shou confided syllables, his eyes were still full of beast surnames, but his tone was very soft, he had already melted into the life of the tribe, where he could eat every meal, and he also got his favorite weapons, as well as ...... I never imagined a sense of status and presence.
"Buzz!" When Qin Shou drew the wooden bow according to his teachings, Zhang Heng was stunned, isn't this a blow, he has been trying to catch up with Ba, but now it seems that Qin Shou is stronger than Ba, it seems that he still has to continue to eat tiger meat and love tiger oil.
Put the arrow on the string, draw the bow full circle, "Huh! The wooden arrow shot out directly from the electric light and stone fire, Zhang Heng's gaze couldn't keep up at all, only to feel that the wooden arrow disappeared in an instant, and there was still a faint trace of killing aura that tore through the air.
"Don't move, let me take a look." Zhang Heng yelled, and began to measure his pace, "One hundred steps, two hundred steps, three hundred steps." "Good guy, I didn't find Mu Ya until I was in the middle of three hundred steps, this has a final range of more than four hundred meters, and the effective range is about one hundred and fifteen meters, and according to the size of the target shot, the effective range can be increased, of course, the hit rate should also be taken into account.
After that, Zhang Heng asked the rest of the men to come forward and try it, and he took Wu to measure the number of steps together, and taught Wu the knowledge of numbers.
Yu Ming has no talent for bows and arrows, and it seems that he intends to carry out melee combat to the end. Ba has no talent, obviously fired at the front, but finally shot to the left, which has not yet specified a small target, and the hit rate is so terrible. Cuckoo is not bad, he is in the middle, and the final range is more than 200 paces, but Cuckoo is an impulsive warrior who lacks calmness and is not suitable to be an archer.
It was the beard that surprised him, and the range barely reached a distance of three hundred steps, not much worse than Qin Shou, but the bearded man's action of drawing the bow and shooting arrows was actually quite familiar, as if he had practiced thousands of times before, Zhang Heng actually saw the temperament of an Olympian from the beard. Calm, calm, let the wooden arrows fly, the brows have not been wrinkled, and he seems calm, except for the beard fluttering in the wind, the whole person is like a rock staring at the place, his eyes are deep......
Zhang Heng couldn't help but admire: "Okay, this is the momentum that an archer should have!" It seems that the bearded toys were sent to the right place, which was an unintentional move, but the impact on the original space can be described as extremely far-reaching, and there is also incalculable significance.
Looking at the wooden arrow in his hand, this is the result of his experiment for three whole suns, in his impression that the ancient bow and arrow is composed of metal arrows, arrow bodies, and arrow feathers, but he can't do it, physically speaking, arrow feathers can play a role in balance, but now he only has chicken feathers and no bird feathers, and he doesn't know how to add feathers to the tail, plus there is no way to make metal arrows now, although they can be purchased in reality, but they can't be spread out on a large scale.
After thinking about it, he finally turned his mind to the wood, there was an endless amount of good wood to use in the primordial space, he didn't believe that he couldn't make a wooden arrow with decent power, and in three days, he put aside everything else and cut hundreds of forms of wooden arrows, of which more than a dozen were still deduced from physical knowledge.
Later, it took him five full suns to experiment with these wooden arrows, and even when he slept at night, countless wooden arrows were flying in his mind, and finally this morning he was able to shoot them freely.
The wooden arrow in his hand that he named "dripping arrow" is the final success, the arrow body is about one meter long, the head is large and the tail is small, dripping, the tail of the arrow is only the size of a little finger, but the arrow is larger than the thumb, like a drop of water falling in the form, the power is incomparable, both the range and the attack power are the best among his hundreds of experiments.
At a distance of five meters, this kind of drip arrow can be used to shoot through the body of the beast, thirty meters can penetrate the body of the beast about ten centimeters, fifty meters can penetrate about five centimeters, not to mention the original others, just he comes to lead the bow as long as the head is good, within fifty meters you can use this wooden drip arrow to seal the throat of the beast, the small animal should be no problem within 100 meters, rub it and it will hurt, shoot it and die! Quasi-head, quasi-head, Zhang Heng's heart will always ache, because he tragically found that he has no talent in archery.
This kind of drip arrow can not be used after shooting the fur of a large beast a few times, the wooden arrow is more seriously worn, and the arrow is not easy to make, because it has to be made into a streamlined dripping shape, otherwise it will affect the sense of balance, fortunately he has a knife, if it is just polished with stone tools, it will be quite time-consuming, time? The last thing primitive people lack is time.
Immediately, he waved his hand and roared, "Wu, gather everyone to sharpen this dripping arrow." ”
"Sharpen the arrows, king, how many?" Wu responded.
Zhang Heng smiled: "A lot, a lot. ”
Not to mention that Wu immediately went to gather people to make it, he was not worried, Wu was very smart, he also let Wu watch the whole process when he made arrows in the past few days, and explained from time to time, Wu should have understood.
"You five come with me." Zhang Heng called again, and then called five men to set off.
The reason is very helpless, the bearded wood for making a bow was inadvertently cut back during a hunt, there are no trees of that kind nearby, Zhang Heng tried, although the nearby wood is also very good, but the hard surname is there, but it lacks some tenacity, it is not as good as the wooden bow in his hand, so he made a lot of arrows in the past eight days, but there is still only such a wooden bow.
In such a hurry to make bows, one is to equip the men as soon as possible, so that the talented people can practice more accurately, and prepare for the future out of the forest, and the other is that he wants to try to make a smaller bow and equip the women as well, because the women collect all year round, so they are all experts in the trees, if the women will also use bows and arrows, lying on the trees to shoot land beasts, this is simply inherently invincible.
Moreover, after he took the men out, the women would use bows and arrows, which would also greatly increase the safety of the tribe, Zhang Heng suddenly boldly thought that if there were marksmen among the women, the status of the women would ......
Ancient wars were the exclusive signature of men, but the strength of primitive women was not small, if they had talent in bows and arrows, Zhang Heng, who was a man, was really a little worried about the status of men, but he also had fun, no matter what, it was always a good thing for the tribe to grow.
Seven earth dogs have been locked in a big beast cage with the blood wolf king, the wolf king did not attack these earth dogs, maybe it has been familiar with it for more than a year, the earth dog cubs are the wolf king who grows up every day, Zhang Heng smiled evilly, the wolf king is bitter and sweet, just enjoy the blessing of Qi dogs.
"Boom!" As soon as he entered the forest, Qin Shou's whole temperament suddenly changed greatly, and his whole body exuded the breath of a beast, and he ran with one step, and his speed was on par with Zhang Heng, but seeing Qin Shou suddenly grab a rattan with one hand, the next moment his entire tall body shook up the tree, extremely flexible, and the figure disappeared into the dense branches in a few moves......
"This is, the primordial space version of Tarzan of the Apes?" Zhang Heng paused in amazement, although he could also go up the tree, he didn't have the ability to keep up with Qin Shou's speed running on the branches.
Before he could react, there was a bang in the distance, but it was Qin Shou who fell from the tree, the long knife was bitten in his mouth, half-squatting, his eyes full of beast surnames were extremely excited, and he was holding a bunch of cyan fruits in his arms......
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