Bows and arrows are no strangers to later generations, whether they are in film and television works or martial arts, they are full of them.

Before the advent of thermal weapons such as guns and cannons, bows and arrows were the most convenient and effective weapons for long-range attacks.

Later, many types of bows appeared.

Horn bow, iron tire bow, sky-shaking bow, Scottish compound bow...... There are a lot of variety.

However, these bows and arrows with a variety of patterns and names that have left their names in the long history because of their respective merits have little to do with Han Cheng and the current Qingque tribe.

Because none of these bows can be made by Han Cheng, this is not only limited to the existing difficult conditions, but also subject to Han Cheng's few knowledge of bow making.

All he could do now was to make the simplest bow he used to play with as a child several times larger.

This straight branch, which was in Han Chengxiang's picture, has become a bare one.

After comparing the height of the senior brother, Han Cheng made a mark at a distance of about twenty centimeters lower than the senior brother, and then asked the limp to carefully cut it off from here.

At each end of this branch, a stone knife was used to carve grooves little by little, which was the place where the bowstring was hung.

After the groove was carved, Han Cheng asked the senior brother standing on the side to press the branch against the ground and press it down hard.

The branch was pressed into a crescent shape by the senior brother, and Han Cheng took advantage of this opportunity to tie the rope that had been brought by the people before to the ends of the curved stick.

After tying it tightly, let the senior brother let go, and the rope, which was still a little loose, was immediately tightened.

This bow was too big for Han Cheng, he picked it up with his hand and pulled it, only pulling a little.

The bow is heavy, and the elasticity is not good.

The crowd of onlookers couldn't help but look at each other when they saw this bow and arrow, which was far from what they imagined.

Hou Yi used this thing to shoot the sun down?

Even the farthest and most accurate second senior brother who threw something can't throw this thing too far, right?

"Son of God, this ......"

Someone couldn't help but ask the doubts in their hearts, Han Cheng smiled and said, this hasn't been done yet.

While he asked the iron head to bring some chicken feathers, he took a few straight branches the thickness of his little thumb that he had just cut off from the branch, put them in the fire, burned one end, and sharpened it as much as he could on the stone.

At this time, the iron head also came with some pheasant feathers.

Han Cheng took it, compared them, and then put them on the wood, and laboriously cut them off with a stone knife.

Then take two pieces, align them, and tie them to the end of the shaft with a thin rope, so that a simple feathered arrow is ready.

Han Cheng wanted to let the senior brother or other adults shoot the bow and arrow, but they had never touched this thing and didn't know how to use it, so the heavy responsibility of shooting the first arrow fell on Han Cheng, the god son.

This bow and arrow is not much shorter than Han Cheng, he holds the bow in his right hand and raises it with great effort, and holds the feather arrow in the other hand, and puts the groove carved out on the top of the feather arrow on the bowstring, and pulls it desperately.

In front of him, there was no one left, and everyone set aside a large open space for the Son of God to do.

Everyone in the Blue Sparrow tribe paid attention to the god son who looked very incongruous with a big bow.

Even though the bow and arrow made by the Divine Son were far from what they imagined, there was the story of Hou Yi shooting the sun that they had only heard last night, so they didn't dare to despise the bow and arrow in the hands of the Divine Son too much.

There were some timid people who suddenly became afraid.

I was worried that after the arrow of the Son of God was shot, the sun would set in the sky.

There is only this one sun in the sky, and if it is shot down by the Son of God, what will happen in the future?

Remembering that there was no sun and that it would always be a dark day, they couldn't help but be afraid, and even wanted to speak out and prevent the Son of God from shooting this arrow.

"Stretch!"

There was a sound of bowstrings, and the feathered arrows on the bow flew out in response.

The eyes of the crowd widened, and some of the timid ones had already raised themselves to look at the sky, for fear that the sun, which had turned pale with frightened faces, would fall.

Xing looked at it for a while, and saw that the sun was still hanging in the sky, without the slightest sign of falling, and while breathing a long sigh of relief, it was inevitable that he would be a little disappointed in his heart.

She put down her thoughts, only then did she notice that the surroundings were surprisingly quiet, she thought that it was the arrow of the god son that caused some earth-shattering movements of ghosts and gods, and hurriedly stretched out her head to look, and after seeing the situation there clearly, the whole person was also stunned!

Like everyone else, it's surprisingly quiet.

Following her gaze, about five or six meters in front of Miko, the feather arrow stayed there quietly.

Miko didn't know if it was because he was too tired, or if it was too cold, or for some other reason, but his face and neck looked a little red.

Han Cheng put down his bow, looked at the people who were collectively petrified, and then looked at the feather arrow that was not angry, sniffled, and scolded secretly: "Damn."

His expression looked a little sneering.

The power of the bow and arrow was completely beyond the expectations of everyone in the Blue Sparrow Tribe, not only could it not shoot down the sun, but it was even far from being thrown by hand......

Han Cheng shouted, the senior brother who was still stunned and had not yet recovered from the tremendous power of the bow and arrow, asked him to pick up the feather arrows a few meters away, and then follow the example he had just done to open the bow and arrows.

With Han Cheng's demonstration just now, which can be called a shameful demonstration in the history of bows and arrows, Senior Brother and the others also know how to use bows and arrows.

Han Cheng was used to do technical guidance on the side, and the senior brother's bow opening this time seemed to be very smooth.

At Han Cheng's signal, he pulled the bowstring hard, and then let go of the hand holding the feather arrow, and there was a 'whoosh' sound, and when he looked again, the feather arrow was gone.

Xing habitually looked four or five meters in front of the senior brother, but this time it was empty.

"There it is!"

Someone shouted in surprise.

Xing hurriedly followed everyone's gaze, and saw that in the distance, someone was holding the feather arrow and raising it high to everyone.

This distance is almost more than 30 meters, such a distance, it is still far, far away from shooting down the sun, but it also has a certain use.

At least there are quite a few people in the tribe who can't throw that far.

Han Cheng had a tree stump erected at a distance of thirty meters, and asked the adults of the tribe to take turns shooting at the stake with feather arrows, wanting to see if there were any talents in the magic arrows.

The three arrows of the senior brother failed, and the second senior brother was even worse, and the production point did not shoot the feather arrows into the rabbit pen.

The three arrows of the dead also did not touch the stake.

This made Han Cheng sigh secretly, and then smiled, feeling that his idea was too good, it was really difficult to find a natural bow and arrow master, there were so many people in his tribe now, and the possibility of coincidentally having such a talent was too small......