Zhou Qingfeng's dinner today is stewed pork with wild vegetables, and the Jurchens will raise pigs, I didn't expect it.

Recently, everyone has eaten fish a little greasy, so Zhou Qingfeng exchanged fish for pork. But Ehekulun doesn't have many pigs, and since Uncle Zhou suddenly started to eat and feed his subordinates, even if the pigs in the city suffered, they were almost eaten up in a few days.

After eating his stomach, Zhou Qingfeng didn't care about the dirt and fell into the mud of the training ground. He and his men were all tired and half dead, and they wished they could just sleep all night. On weekdays, because of the lack of food, it is impossible to carry out heavy exercises, but now many people are full of food, but they are also tired and painful.

These more than 100 people were selected from more than 1,000 slaves to be better commanded. But they are all illiterate, and they lack the ability to understand complex commands without culture, and they can't play even the slightest change in tricks. Therefore, Zhou Qingfeng didn't practice any combat skills, he just let more than 100 Jurchens who had no concept of organization and discipline keep stabbing in formation.

It's easy to let the Jurchens scream and rush to kill.

It's hard to get the Jurchens to line up and not move.

It's as simple as that, and everything needs to be taught for a few days.

Ten people in a row, three in a team, more than a hundred people divided into three teams with spears and kept stabbing, just like Zhou Qingfeng had repeatedly practiced a month before. Now that I have practiced for a few days, there has been no improvement in speed and strength, at most, the pace will not be so chaotic, others feel that it is very good to be able to practice like this, only Zhou Qingfeng feels that he has practiced a group of cannon fodder.

Chu Ying didn't come tonight, so let Zhou Qingfeng practice how to forcibly invade the slave's sea of knowledge by himself. But Zhou Qingfeng has never been able to do this most basic point, he always feels that there is something wrong. At this moment, he fell to the ground and looked at the night sky, thoughtless, and his mind was pure.

The whispers of the slave soldiers, the chirping of insects in the woods, the noise on the construction site, even if Zhou Qingfeng closed his eyes, he could sense the subtle movements around him with the help of the Mending Heaven Stone. He could also feel the mental connection between himself and the slaves, the influence of indoctrination, the bond of command, and the gratitude for liberation. But these connections are not strong enough.

On the contrary, hatred and fear are stronger.

For example, a source of hatred is approaching. This is all something that can only be perceived by those who practice the Divine Soul Technique.

Zhou Qingfeng opened his eyes and saw Mao Ada's face coming forward with a charming face. The guy held two round wooden pulleys in his hands and said, "Master Chief, I have made this thing you want." ”

Oh...... Zhou Qingfeng sat up a little excitedly, took the two pulleys and looked at them carefully.

Recently, Mao Adaa has been cleaned up and has become much more honest. Zhou Qingfeng asked him to make two pulleys according to the drawings, and now it is a result. These are two eccentric wheels, and the bearings inside are from a trolley that was damaged in service. Zhou Qingfeng managed to remove it and let Mao Ah put on a wooden hardwood frame and transform it into an eccentric wheel.

The wheels are well polished and smooth.

"Where's the bow?" Zhou Qingfeng asked again.

Mao Ah Da was followed by five slave apprentices, who held a horn bow in their hands and handed it to Zhou Qingfeng. This bow was thrown to Zhou Qingfeng by Chu Ying before. Because it needed to use too much, far exceeding Zhou Qingfeng's arm strength, he couldn't use it at all.

However, bowing and archery was too important in ancient warfare, and it was impossible for Zhou Qingfeng to give up this skill. But he doesn't have enough strength now, so he can only find a way to transform the horn bow. Attaching an eccentric wheel to its bow arm and making it a pulley Bowing the pulley can greatly reduce the force used, which is determined by physics.

The pull of a normal bow increases as the bow arm bends. The tension of a pulley bow decreases after reaching a peak, and the pulley can drastically reduce the force required to maintain the bowstring. That is to say, the force of the explosion is still very large, but the force that is stabilized after pulling it away is reduced. This is extremely important in archery.

The explosive power of people is always far greater than the power of stability. Zhou Qingfeng can pull the bow away with his sudden force now, but if the strength after pulling it away is not reduced, he can't stabilize the bowstring at all, and he will immediately rebound, which naturally can't talk about aiming or anything like that. And with a pulley bow, this problem is solved.

Two eccentric pulleys are slotted on the bow arm. The bowstring was changed from cowhide to the wire of the clothes pole, and the way it was wound became quite complicated. The bow body is equipped with an arrow turret for placing the bow and a simple bore sight, the latter being a piece of hardwood firmly attached to the bow arm, and the arrow will be on the same level as the hardwood, which will serve as the basis for the archer's aiming.

Although it is still very simple compared to a real pulley bow, this modified horn bow is very complex compared to ancient bows. The whole transformation plan is Zhou Qingfeng from a magazine in the island of time and space, and now after the initial transformation, the installation of Mao Ada's craftsmanship is still a little worse, the tolerance between the parts is a bit large, and the assembly has become very difficult.

"This edge of the pulley needs to be sharpened a little thinner."

"The sight is not tied firmly enough, this place should be made of tenon."

"The slot is too small for the bearings to fit in, at least one more centimeter has to be dug down."

Zhou Qingfeng gave a lot of opinions, and Mao Ah made modifications on the spot. In the end, all the parts were constantly running in before they could barely be assembled. And after the assembly, no one recognized that it was the original horn bow, it looked too weird.

After nearly two months of training in Ekhkulun, Zhou Qingfeng's strength was one or two times greater than when he escaped from Hetuala. He holds the bow arm grip with one hand, and pulls the bowstring back with a specially made spreader with the other. The muscles of both arms bulged and exploded, and the pulleys on the bow arm immediately followed, the bowstring tightened, and the bow arm bent.

This horned bow has finally been pulled!

After the bowstring is pulled apart for some distance, the rebound force from the bow arm is greatly reduced by the two eccentric pulleys. According to Zhou Qingfeng's design, the pulley device saves 70% of the force. Under this strength, Zhou Qingfeng can already control the bow body steadily and aim calmly.

A pulley bow can shoot far and accurately, but the disadvantage is that the archer's shooting speed will be slower, because it is much more complicated to operate than a normal bow.

Later Manchu Qing said that his ancestors were good at riding archery, and this riding archery was not horseback archery, but riding a horse to maneuver and dismount to shoot arrows. The Jianzhou Jurchens were good at foot combat, and their elite rushed to the battlefield on horseback, dismounted and approached the enemy's formation with strong bows and arrows, and aimed at the enemy's unprotected face at close range within ten meters to shoot.

Because the Jurchens are good at archery, Zhou Qingfeng is actually very interested in Chu Ying's archery. It's a pity that he can't get started when he trains a military formation, and he doesn't have the heart to learn archery. But now that the pulley bow has made it much easier for him to learn archery, he feels he might be able to do both.

Slowly loosening the bowstring and feeling the soreness of his arm, Zhou Qingfeng felt that he could shoot a dozen arrows with ease. He drew an iron arrow and pressed it against the ring, hooked the tail of the arrow with a spreader that improved the stability of the arrow, and pulled the bowstring again and the bow arm made a slight crunch, forming a crescent.

After pulling the full string, Zhou Qingfeng turned around and aimed at a tree about fifty meters away and released the spreader. The bow arm rebounded, and the wire string pulled the arrow and shot out. The heavy arrow made an extremely short whoosh as it rubbed the air in the air, striking the opposite tree trunk before anyone could react.

Hurry, too fast!

Effort-saving is labor-saving, but the kinetic energy generated by the bending and rebounding of the bow arm is not discounted in the slightest.

This horn bow was snatched by Chu Ying from Hetuala, and if it is not a good bow, it will not be favored by him. Now Zhou Qingfeng pulled it away and shot an arrow, and the huge power made the arrow unusually fast. Everyone present was startled by the sound of hidden strength and power.

Mao Ada, who was in charge of the transformation, was the most incomprehensible, he was originally an archer, and doing carpenter work was only the basis of being an archer. When he accepted Zhou Qingfeng's task, he felt that the other party was completely messing around, and a good horn bow was about to be ruined.

It is not easy to make a good bow in these years, the materials are exquisite, the workmanship is complicated, and it takes a long time. A good bow is enough to make an archer love for life, and it can even be a family heirloom.

Mao Ada's stomach has been slandering during the transformation, but now after the transformation, ...... and shocked!

Only this word can describe Mao Ada's current mood, and only he can best feel the great changes in this horn bow before and after the transformation. Before the transformation, this horned bow could only be considered a good bow, but after the transformation, it was super good. Although he didn't understand the principle of transformation, he still knew what it meant, mastering this skill was enough to become a grandmaster!

An arrow was shot, and Zhou Qingfeng also felt satisfied. He put away the pulley horn bow and said to Mao Ada: "This time you did a good job, you can get a reward." But this skill is ......, hand over the drawings I gave you. ”

Zhou Qingfeng himself does not know carpenter's skills, so he can only draw a drawing and explain to Mao Ada. Now that the transformation is successful, the drawings of the transformation will naturally be recovered.

Mao Ada's exclamation suddenly sounded when he heard that he was about to take back the drawings, and after Zhou Qingfeng sank his face and hummed a few times, he reluctantly took out a few drawings from his pocket that were full of the shapes of various parts of the pulley bow.

"How many more?" In order to ensure that the technology of the pulley bow is not leaked, Zhou Qingfeng checks every drawing. The drawings are correct, but there are fewer of them.

"The little one forgot in the carpenter's shed, and the little one will be sent to the master tomorrow." Mao Ah Da hunched his waist with a wry smile on his face.

"Search him." Zhou Qingfeng sneered a few times, and ordered the slave apprentice who was following Mao Ada, "Search all over your body." ”

The relationship between Mao Ada and several apprentices was very bad, and as soon as Zhou Qingfeng gave the order, several hands touched his body. Without waiting for Mao Ah Da to resist, several other drawings hidden in his placket were searched. After Zhou Qingfeng checked and confirmed that there was no omission, he teased and said, "It seems that your reward can only be given to your apprentice." Play tricks with me, it's you who is unlucky. ”

Mao Ada was suddenly dejected, and the dream of the grandmaster who had just risen was shattered in the blink of an eye.

Waving his hand to let Mao Ah get out, Zhou Qingfeng tried the pulley bow in his hand again. He was about to shoot a few more arrows when he suddenly heard a commotion in the woods not far away. He was still thinking about who was still chasing in the woods after nightfall, when he saw a small figure rushing out of the woods, chasing after a dozen people.

Zhou Qingfeng didn't have time to identify who the little figure at the beginning was, but he recognized the leader behind him at a glance. The man on the other side recognized him in an instant. Both sides exclaimed in surprise Yang Jian Zhou Qingfeng, why are you here?!