Long Qiupeng, who had made more than a dozen bows, went up the mountain with a new weapon on his back early the next morning, Long Qiupeng first took two bows and tried them, but they snapped off, and Long Qiupeng asked the deer to learn from his own appearance, pulled a few bows, and broke them. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

Originally, he thought it was caused by the difference in toughness and hardness of the plants, but as more and more bows were broken, he repeatedly observed the broken bows while asking the deer to continue trying.

When he got to the seventh bow, he said to the deer, "Stop! ”

The deer looked at him, he shook his head, took the bow in the deer's hand and looked at it, and sure enough, it was broken in the same way. He went over and pulled the rest of his bow again, and sure enough, every one of them snapped.

After a night's hard work was in vain, he was still a little frustrated, he wanted to go back to the tribe, and he didn't want to see the stinky face of the stream, so it was better to start work on the spot.

So Long Qiupeng cut down a few small trees of suitable thickness, split them from the middle, and began to polish the bow body. The deer on the other side were idle and bored, learning to polish the broken bows.

Long Qiupeng's speed was much faster than that of the deer, and when the deer was still sharpening the bow, Long Qiupeng's bow had been polished, and now he couldn't wait to dry, so he jumped on the bowstring and prepared to shoot an arrow, but it still snapped and broke.

He was a little discouraged, and sat down to look at the deer, which moved a little clumsily, and kept slashing from one side, much slower than he did, and he smiled and said, "Too slow!" ”

But as soon as he said this, he suddenly realized the problem - when he cut the bow body again, he polished it from the front and back together, so that the outer tissue of the bow was damaged, and the toughness of the bow was greatly reduced, so it broke when he used force.

Thinking of this, he couldn't wait to snatch the semi-finished product in the deer's hand, and continued to polish the bow body on this basis, and after the bow body was polished to the right thickness, he jumped on the bowstring and gently pulled it twice, with good toughness.

"Deer, you're amazing!" Long Qiupeng patted the deer excitedly, then pulled out an arrow from the quiver and mounted it on the bow. He pulled his bow hard and casually aimed at a large tree five meters away. He closed his eyes, took a deep breath, and let go of his hand slightly.

With a whoosh, the arrow flew out and landed on the tree, sinking into the thick bark.

"Yikes!" The deer had never seen anything like this before, and was startled and fell to the ground. Long Qiupeng laughed heartily, and finally didn't work in vain all morning.

Lu saw Long Qiupeng laughing, knowing that it was Long Qiupeng who shot out, so he stood up carefully. Long Qiupeng raised his head and motioned for the deer to go over and take a look.

The deer ran to the tree, pulled it out, but was stunned, and it took a lot of force to pull out the arrow. The deer's mouth opened in surprise, whether it was a wooden spear or a meteor cord before, it couldn't do such a piercing force, so it seemed that it should be easy to shoot a wild boar at a distance of about ten meters.

Long Qiupeng shot a few more arrows, and sure enough, the accuracy of this primordial bow was still not easy to control, but it was still easier than using the Meteor Rope before. He thought that he would not be able to hunt himself in the future, so he gave the arrows he brought to the deer and asked him to practice more so that he could teach them to other clansmen in the future.

He then found some trees and carved bows of different lengths to see what the difference was in their use.

In the end, Long Qiupeng found that the longbow was more powerful, but it was inconvenient to carry, and the requirements for the bowstring were higher, and the shorter the bow was difficult to shoot at the right speed, distance and strength. After repeated use, the short bow of about 1.2 meters is more suitable for ordinary use.

After formulating the standard, you can go back to the tribe to prepare for mass production, and as soon as Long Qiupeng solved the manufacturing level, the smart deer passed the use level without a teacher. After a while, the deer shot three or five birds, and a rabbit.

"Awesome!" Before Long Qiupeng praised the deer, the deer first sighed at the powerful weapon invented by Long Qiupeng.

Long Qiupeng cleaned up the damaged bow pieces in case other tribal civilizations passed by here and stole the division for free. As soon as he packed up everything at the moment and was about to go back to the village first, the deer suddenly became alarmed, and then Long Qiupeng, who had stopped, also heard a movement in the grass in the distance.

The two of them tiptoed over, and through the grass, Long Qiupeng saw a very familiar scene, a female sow with a group of piglets, leisurely foraging.

He visually measured the distance, it was just right, and then looked at the arrow in his hand, it was enough. He looked at the deer and asked the deer for advice, after all, it was only the two of them, and once they lost control of the situation, then everything would become passive. However, unlike the first time he saw the deer, his eyes sparkled with eagerness.

The deer took the arrow from his hand, stared with bated breath, aimed at the wild boar, let go of his hand, swished, and firmly planted itself on the sow's body. The sow was startled by the sudden pain, hissed and ran. At this time, Long Qiupeng saw the opportunity to make up an arrow, and the two of them fired a few arrows alternately, and almost all of the deer hit, but most of Long Qiupeng's shots missed. He pouted and decided not to use a bow and arrow again.

Although archery is much safer than hand-to-hand combat, death is very slow, Long Qiupeng had to follow the sow all the way with the deer, and I don't know how long, the sow finally fell to the ground weak.

Seeing that the sow was dead, the piglets became more cautious, and as soon as Long Qiupeng and the deer jumped out of the grass, the piglets scattered in a hurry, trying to escape. Long Qiupeng saw that the hope of eating roast suckling pig was about to be dashed, raised his hand and shot an arrow, but unfortunately it was missed, the piglet hurriedly changed its route, and was about to enter the bush, but with a snort, he fell to the ground with an arrow stuck in his belly.

It was the deer, after he understood the meaning of Long Qiupeng, he shot out decisively, the skin of the piglet was much thinner than the sow, and he was almost killed with one arrow, Long Qiupeng gave a thumbs up, and was speechless in amazement, I didn't expect the deer to have such a talent in this regard. Even such a high-speed moving target can be easily shot, and there is no need for Long Qiupeng to worry about hunting in the future.

During the time the piglets were hunted, the sow had completely swallowed her breath and could pack up and return to the tribe.

Long Qiupeng pointed to the deer and said, "Yours! Lu couldn't believe that one day he could kill a wild boar alone like Long Qiupeng, whom he respected, and the size of the wild boar was not large, but before Long Qiupeng arrived, this was something he couldn't think of.

Long Qiupeng waited for the deer to finish the fun, and the two of them looked at cutting down some small trees and branches, set up their abundant harvest, and began to walk towards the village. When they arrived at the village, the bear was handing over the day's harvest to the stream, they had hunted three mountain dogs today, but one of them was injured, and the stream was still at a loss, as if he was having a headache for the increasing number of wounded in the village.

"Creek! I'm hunting! The deer rushed to the front of the stream, and the stream didn't think much about it when he saw the wild boar at first, nor did he understand the meaning of the deer, but the hunter next to him heard the semantics of the deer and said in surprise: "You two? ”

When Long Qiupeng heard this, he came to him and said, "No, it's just him!" ”

The hunters of the Liebu looked at the deer in horror, only the strongest hunters of the Liebu dared to fight the wild boar alone, and the deer in front of him was indeed a teenager who had not yet fully grown up, and compared to any of them, he looked short and thin!

After listening to Long Qiupeng's words, Xi Cai figured out the meaning of the deer's words, she couldn't believe it, looked at Long Qiupeng with wide eyes and asked, "How did you do it?" ”

Brook is the deer's older sister, and she knows the deer's strength and physical strength as much as she knows that he is smart. It is impossible for a deer to kill a wild boar alone, even if it is a sow, not to mention that he can't do it now, even if he grows up one day, she is not sure that the deer can do it alone.

But Long Qiupeng nodded affirmatively at her, and repeated what he had just said: "He, himself!" ”

Seeing the commotion here, more and more people gathered around to watch the excitement, they looked at the deer and the deer's prey in surprise, and kept asking the deer: "Is this true?" Did you really do it alone? ”

Long Qiupeng saw that the people were almost together, and he said loudly to the people around him: "Not only can he be!" I can still make each of you can! ”

Everyone was stunned for a moment, they once regarded Long Qiupeng as a god who didn't care, he could do anything, but these people never thought that he could make them as strong as "gods".

"Dragon! Dragon! The tribe began to cheer again, and the Tao tribesmen, who had been gloomy for the past few days, also rekindled a fire of hope in their eyes.

After two days of austerity, everyone can have a hearty dinner today, but Long Qiupeng still has no intention of resting, and he commanded Dahu to select a few skilled craftsmen from the pottery department to prepare for the mass production of bows and arrows. And the deer will personally teach the hunters how to use arrows.

Although things have taken a turn for the better, the ten bucks cannot be completed overnight, and after the completion of the process, how much stock can be left in the tribe, and Xi, as the steward of the tribe, has no hope for this matter at all. She looked at Long Qiupeng's eyes with a trace of anger and a hint of worry.

However, Long Qiupeng is not a stingy man who wants to save face, and in the face of the problem of life and death, he still respectfully asks Xi for help.

Hunting, especially hunting large animals, is still a bit difficult to rely on the physical damage of cold weapons alone. Billions of years of evolution have given those wild animals tough fur and a thick layer of fat, which are all natural armor to defend against damage.

But if he wants to quickly replenish the deficit "treasury", hoard food for the winter, get more fur, and hunt large animals, he will need to use some chemical means. And in this regard, it is clear that Creek is a well-deserved expert here.