Chapter 22: Rekindling the Blood
It took four strong men to put the bowstring on well, and there were only thirty-two heavy arrows in that pot, from the arrowheads to the feathers, each of which looked like a finely carved handicraft. The shark skin quiver that has been stained with the marks of time is speckled with spots, and the black-brown arrow shaft joints are still straight, and there is still a faint impregnated red plasma.
"Brother Godbless, although there is no name, this bow and arrow has a great origin, it is the ancestral inheritance of my mother's family, and it has been hundreds of years in my generation. When my mother was dying, she told me that I must find the hero who can use it, and not let it sleep in the world, and now I have finally found it! Meng Shuirou picked up the longbow and arrow in both hands, came to Zhao Tianyou and bowed his head, gently touched the longbow with his face, and then raised it high and sent it to Zhao Tianyou's hand.
"Brother Tianyou, I know that you are not mortal, the Meng family fishing village will not be able to keep you, the dragon will always fly in the four seas, and the hero must stand on the top of the mountain. Although Meng Shuirou is a woman, she is also willing to follow her eldest brother to dominate the world, if the eldest brother does not dislike Shui Rou, she will definitely follow her in life and death. ”
After Zhao Tianyou took the longbow, he said to Meng Shuirou: "Shuirou, as the saying goes, the sword is given to a hero, but I am really not a hero, I am an ordinary person, I just want to live a good life every day, I deserve such a good longbow." ”
"You're welcome, if you want to say it again, I'll kneel down and beg you!" Meng Shuirou said, as soon as she fell forward, she was about to kneel on the ground.
Now Zhao Tianyou is in a hurry, how can he be like this, a big girl took the initiative to send you a peerless divine soldier, and you still grinded and chirped to force others to kneel, too shameless and undisciplined. Stretched out his left hand and grabbed Meng Shuirou's forearm, stabilized her body that was about to kneel, and said with great shame: "Don't I accept this, don't scare me so much." ”
Meng Shuirou had a trace of tears in her eyes, her heart was full of excitement, her heart was full of joy, and her face was full of joyful and satisfied smiles. Although Brother Tianyou took the bow, how did he feel that the distance between the two was farther, and he watched Brother Tianyou grow taller again.
"Sect Leader Zhao, can't you go! I wait for Meng Jiaerlang to swear to follow Zhao Jiaotou to the death, and I will die before and after the saddle! Led by Meng Qiang and Meng Hao, forty or fifty young men knelt down at once, and there was a fire burning in every pair of expectant eyes, which man did not yearn for the scenery of the horizontal sword, and which man did not have a blood in his chest?
The excitement of the crowd is more infectious than any prop, and the fire in Zhao Tianyou's heart, which has been silent for a long time, has raised its head a little. I miss the career in the Japanese army, how many times the knife licked the blood and fought to the death, the persistence of blood, sweat and tears, in addition to the duty and righteousness of the soldiers, there is also a man's dream ———— become a big hero!
There are many definitions of heroes, and everyone has a different Hamlet in their hearts, and there are even Juliets with different hairstyles and skin tones. And Zhao Tianyou still maintains the dream when he joined the army, I want to become a hero and a general commanding thousands of troops before I am alive.
Zhao Tianyou looked at a pair of enthusiastic and expectant eyes, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and he roared loudly: "Okay! The Mengjiazhai soldiers listened to the order, formed a training formation and lined up, and the captains of each squad reported the number by name! ”
After a noisy burst of footsteps accompanied by closed lips, and after the neat and loud team roll call, there were forty-six straight Mengjiazhai soldiers standing in front of Zhao Tianyou, all of them were like wolves and tigers.
"I used to be a soldier, a soldier, but I have always had a dream that I never gave up, I want to be a big hero who stands up to the sky, I want to be a general who commands thousands of troops! You bloody men! Do you have the courage, the strength, the determination to go with me to the distance and realize our dreams! ”
"We have determination, courage and strength!" Dozens of people spoke in unison, their voices were majestic, powerful, and people were excited.
Zhao Tianyou waved his hand and said: "Everyone must step up training, there can be no slackness, it is difficult to be in China in this troubled era, and strength is our most powerful fist."
Even Old Man Feng, who was far away from the village, put down his work and stared towards this side, because he heard the roars and shouts from the heart, which he had heard when his Feng family was fighting with the Yuan soldiers to exterminate the clan. That kind of voice ignores the distance, rushes from the bottom of the heart to the throat, and then roars out vigorously, with only one purpose, that is, to wake up the heart that is still sleeping! Pick up the knife and carry the gun and follow me, go to battle together, and kill the enemy together.
The breeze blew, Old Man Feng's eyes were wet, and two lines of tears rolled down, dripping on the sand under his feet, falling into little by little traces.
Liu Jinli straightened up and put down the ground saltpeter, and looked in the direction of the martial arts arena, as if he heard a familiar voice. It was when the Jinling city gate was broken by the Yuan army, the soldier who jumped down from the head of the city with a knife, with all his strength, made a sound, so desolate and tragic, his last knife to the enemy, I don't know where it fell.
"Where is the war? No, this is already the seaside, and if there is another war, where can I escape! Liu Jinli shook his head, and continued to process saltpeter with the young man, working overtime to make gunpowder.
In addition to practicing archery, each of the sixteen men who could wield a longbow was trained to throw a handmade grenade, which was filled with sand and gravel and weighed the same as the real thing. Zhao Tianyou asked people to practice not only throwing far, but also throwing accurately, and the time for the burning of the medicine twist should also be controlled, not in the hand, and also not exploded long after landing.
The key point of this time control lies in the quality of the twist and the stability of the combustion rate, and the courage and experience of the thrower also play a decisive role.
Fortunately, the production technology of the medicine twist is very mature, and Zhao Tianyou came up with the idea to slightly improve the material, which greatly improves the stability of the combustion speed of the medicine twist. The bamboo grenade process is improving at any time, and the formula ratio of gunpowder is becoming more and more perfect, and every bit of technical improvement is related to Zhao Tianyou's guidance.
Although the time is in a hurry, every problem can be quickly found and the problem can be solved. And Zhou Yuanren is also very withdrawn, and he is not good at communicating with people, unlike Liu Jinli, who can often communicate with Zhao Tianyou to solve problems, but he is not stupid, and he quickly understands the key to the problem.
"Sect Leader Zhao, I have something I want to talk to you about."
Zhou Yuan stopped Zhao Tianyou, who was about to go to the Meng family ancestral hall.