Tuga looked left and right, took out the king's sword from the space, cut off the lock with a sword, and opened it with excitement, who knew that it was stuck by a piece of wood above halfway through, and looked at the haystack, it turned out that there were several relatively long pieces of wood piled up next to the haystack, which happened to be not far from the oblique top of the treasure chest cover. Worried that chopping or moving wood would make too much noise, Tuga changed his approach, and he was ready to pull out the whole box. But he gave up after two minutes, the ground was too hard and there were many rocks, and it was very deep.

What should I do? Tuga slapped his head violently, grandma's, why didn't he think that it would be okay to just remove the lid of the box, or directly split off the wooden lid. Tuga picked up the sword and stabbed it twice, cutting off a piece of wood at the top at both ends. Then it was removed, and then it was suddenly removed, and after a while, the entire lid was almost removed by Tuga, and then it was time to witness the harvest.

The treasure chest was actually empty, and there was nothing! Fortunately, after a long time, it was actually empty! Tuga was so angry that he gave the box a kick. Tonight's luck is really back. Tuga put the King's Sword into space and turned to leave. Suddenly, a voice sounded in his head: "Stupid, the thing is in the dimensional space, you just open the box and take it directly, what kind of lid to remove!"

"Who!" Tuga shouted in a low voice, then quickly took out the King's Sword and began to guard nervously. But the surroundings were as quiet as usual, except for the chirping of a few small animals. I walked around and found nothing. Tuga thought he might be nervous, but he put away his sword and walked over to the box to try it out.

Fortunately, the two sides of the lid and the hinge at the back were not damaged, and Tuga opened the box with ease, and he took it as he usually did in Manid's box. Sure enough, he found two items in the dimensional space grid, a familiar shard and a very delicate crossbow.

Move both objects into your own space and take them out to view. The first item was already there, Kai had given him something similar, the one that looked like a map fragment, and the new one was clearly from the same map as Kai's. Leave this alone for now, and study it later when you have time. Then he took out the crossbow and looked at it briefly, this crossbow was relatively heavy, and the structure was more complicated, and then he found that this crossbow was actually equipped with a detachable 'magazine'. This is extraordinary, which means that the crossbow can be fired in bursts.

Quickly put it away, quickly returned to the residence, and then quickly summoned Sein, Mama Cha, Jamila and other backbones to start planning. If this weapon is cracked and then equipped with crossbowmen in batches, the firepower is simply not too strong. After dismantling, under the analysis of Zhongfei, the functions and components of this repeater were quickly clarified. To put it simply, this is a lever principle to quickly wind, using the magazine to pre-load the crossbow arrow, and then link the two to achieve winding and loading with a lever action. The more powerful an ordinary crossbow is, the more difficult it is to wind it, and some of them must be achieved by foot pedals, which is a common stiffness of crossbows, which is not as flexible as a bow and has a long interval between shots. But this crossbow cleverly uses the principle of levers to reduce the winding action that originally required a hundred or two hundred catties of tension to a few tens of catties, and the speed naturally increases significantly, plus the pre-loaded magazine is loaded synchronously, before the magazine shoots out, the interval between shots is shorter than that of the bow, almost a continuous fire. Tuga even felt that if he designed a super-large magazine with dozens of crossbow bolts fired in quick succession, it would only take a hundred people to form a linear formation to shoot an overwhelming effect.

It's a pity that Jamila was dismissed by Jamila's words, because Jamila felt that this repeater was too heavy, because there were ten pure crossbow arrows in the magazine at a time. As a result of the increased weight of the repeater, and with the addition of the lever, this intricately designed repeater is already slightly heavier than a regular crossbow. If you add several times the number of crossbow arrows, it is estimated that few people can lift them. Pigmeer also proposed that if it is to be durable, the key parts should also be made of steel or wrapped in iron sheet, so that the weight should be increased, and the wood should be light and hard, and the cost will be relatively high.

Tuga thought about it and proposed a new direction, he felt that it should be improved, reducing the size and increasing the strength of the bow at the same time, and simultaneously reducing the crossbow arrow, and then increasing the capacity of the magazine. Pygmeier disagreed, saying that any mature work must be tested in actual combat, the volume must match the shooting method, and the bow force must be matched with the lever to achieve a quick load. The crossbow bolt must then consider the speed, distance, and accuracy of the flight. The capacity of the magazine is the least important, and the large increase in weight caused by increasing the capacity will cause many negative effects such as shooting and carrying, so it is more practical to improve the magazine itself and make it possible to change the magazine quickly.

Hearing what the professional blacksmith said, Tuga picked up the reassembled repeater and tried it repeatedly, the weight was right, the size was appropriate, and it was very easy to use. Eventually, Tuga ordered the matter to be handed over to Pygmeier, and told him to take a troop of cavalry to the Hidden Valley tomorrow to carry the repeaters directly to the Hidden Valley, and then preside over the mass production, and then disbanded the people and began to rest.

Early the next morning, Pigmai departed, and Tuga waited until it was close to noon, when he had replenished some mercenaries before continuing his journey to deliver letters. After several days of traveling, the group finally met a lord of Kukit, greeted him and asked about the location of the Saiga Khan. After getting the position, Tuga continued his march and slowly approached the place where the Saiga Khan was, but unfortunately things would not go so smoothly, and trouble seemed to be coming again.

A group of black-flagged kukits intercepted Tuga, and the leader Besturtuga was no stranger, having already fought the steppe bandit king when he was a teenager. It's a pity that Stuber didn't recognize Tuga, but explicitly told Tuga that he didn't want Kukit and Rhodok to reconcile, so hehe, hehe.

The battle began immediately, and in the face of a large number of cavalry rushing towards him, Tuga was not afraid of battle, and even squinted his eyes, and shot an arrow seemingly at random, which not only shot off Bestul's helmet from a long distance, but also shot him off his horse. Of course, looking at the movement of the horses, Tuga, who has been begging for a living on horseback since he was a child, naturally knows that Bestur was not killed, and it is estimated that he was hidden in the belly of the horse. But even if you don't die, you have to lose your skin, and you must be scared a lot, with the consistent temperament of these robbers, they will naturally choose to save their lives first.

However, these nimble cavalry still caused a lot of trouble to Tuga, too fucking flexible, it also takes several times more time to kill a Kukit soldier than a Rhodok soldier, most of them are spent chasing, these Black Flag Kukits who are keen on fighting the autumn wind, are all masters of chaotic warfare, running around you, infinitely harassing, either cold arrows are fired, or sprinting a shot regardless of whether they hit or not, they will run immediately, all of them are fucking guerrilla warfare masters.

Seeing that a group of subordinates were exhausted by this group of guerrilla warfare masters of the Black Flag Kukit, the hit rate of the attack was simply outrageously low. Tuga had no choice but to go into battle in person, preparing to perform 'Flying Shot' to boost morale. I saw him galloping out, the man and the horse were one, and he could perfectly control the horse's advance and retreat and turn with only his legs, gently took out an arrow from the quiver, slowly opened the bow, aimed at a black flag lancer far away, estimated the enemy's trajectory, and threw the bow slightly diagonally above the target, manipulated the horse to continue to accelerate, and when he took out the second arrow, the first black flag lancer was killed by a headshot. The second target was a black flag shooter farther away, still aiming at the target to calculate the trajectory of movement, and when the target slowed down and fired the bow, it was another flick, and the second was shot in the head. And then the third, and the fourth......

Tuga's chic continuous headshot performance was seen by Mama Tea, this kid imitated a few postures, as if he had a feeling, and immediately decided to learn to 'throw'. As a result, the arrows flew to their own people...... Mama Cha stared blankly at the soldier who was shot off his horse for a long time, he slowly lowered his head, and grabbed his hair with both hands. Coincidentally, the whole process of this 'divine shot' happened to be seen by Jamila and others......

Tuga shot again for a while, feeling that his morale should be full of encouragement, but unexpectedly, he turned around and found that his own team had actually stagnated in a small area! What is the situation? Mama Cha and the others actually made such a low-level mistake on the battlefield! Quickly took out the horn and blew it, and gave the order for the whole army to attack. Seeing that the army was back to normal, Tuga nodded in satisfaction, but a spear had already been killed from the side.

The unfortunate boy was killed in an instant by the spear charge of the Black Flag Lancers. Wait, Tuga, who flew out a few meters away, got up again, it turned out that the horse was killed in seconds, and the person was not dead. The enemy drew his spear and left, leaving Tuga with a dashing back, and the flowing horsetail did not take away a single cloud. Phew——! Tuga spit out a few mouthfuls of sand, fortunately it is a desert, and the shock absorption is strong, otherwise he may have to lose his arm and leg. Squinting his eyes and observing the enemy's trajectory, Tuga curled the corners of his mouth and pulled out a special large cone-headed arrow from the second quiver. Twisting the bowstring slightly, aiming slowly, the arrow spun and flew out, and then hit the flowing ponytail, no, the chrysanthemum under the ponytail. The arrow swirled and pierced into the horse chrysanthemum, causing a circle of horse blood to splatter......

The horse was frightened, frightened, and stood up violently, and pushed the knight out. With the huge inertia and the right throwing angle, the knight flew out of a beautiful parabola, and was about to land, when suddenly another lancer who couldn't brake sprinted over, snorted, and the poor flying knight became a skewered knight, and knocked the other lancer off his horse.

In a small episode, the battle continues, and Tuga randomly grabs a horse with a dead owner on the battlefield to ride and continue his great cause of shooting. A long chaotic battle was finally over, and Tuga's men didn't die much, after all, the Earth Gems had been fully restored. But everyone was too tired, and everyone who had too much physical exertion was not active in cleaning the battlefield, and some even sat still.

After the seizure was completed, Manid made a statistic and came to tell Tuga that he had seized a small amount of Kukit riding bows, which were much more powerful than ordinary riding bows, and whether he would also let people get a batch of copies at the base of the valley. Tuga had to explain to him that a good archer had to train for at least several years to ensure that he could shoot right away. So no matter how good the bow is, it is an ornament for these ordinary cavalrymen who have not been trained in mounted archery. And every Kukit tribe has the custom of making their own bows and arrows and horse lances, and it can even be said that everyone will have relevant skills, after all, only what they make is the most suitable for themselves, and the standard equipment can never be perfectly adapted to the individual.

Manid asked him what a lance was, and he had to go on to explain that the lance was an alternative lance, much thinner than the giant lance of Swadia, and that it was a kind of elastic spear for horses. A good horse lance takes several years to take shape, and even some heirloom guns, which take more than ten years of careful manufacturing, are worth a lot. In Kukit, there is such an heirloom maul, which is a status symbol, equivalent to the coat of arms of the Calradian nobility......

Before Tuga could finish speaking, Manid was gone, and he probably had already run away when he heard that it was worth a lot. Tuga shook his head and smiled, and turned to Sein.

"Sein, do you want to go back and have a look?" Tuga asked softly, looking at Sein.

"What's so nice to see, except for the dead grass and sand, which have long since burned out. Sain replied as she groomed her horses.

Tujia grabbed her hand in front of him: "Don't brush it, let's go, just take it as a walk with me." ”

Sain struggled a few times, but didn't break free, and turned his head to stare at Tuga fiercely. Looking at Tuga's dark and shining eyes, she panicked for no reason, avoided her eyes and lowered her head, and said in an inaudible voice: "Okay." ”

Tuga let go of his hand, patted her on the shoulder, and walked out, and Sein tidied up a little, put the saddle back on, and led the horse to find Tu.

The two of them rode on horseback, strolling through the grassland, when a gust of wind blew in front of them, and a whirlwind blew on the sand not far away, and then continued to blow away. In the distance, there is an endless withered yellow, with the occasional green dotted in between. In this vast desert, Tuga gradually fell into distant memories......

A young man, with a small grass in his mouth, lying on the grass with his head in his arms, not far away are some white yurts, leisurely shepherds riding dwarf horses, chatting and waving horse poles, a group of children, you chase me through the flock, startled the shepherd dog barking wildly, the old shepherd who is napping, opens his sleepy eyes, and laughs and scolds at the children and dogs.

A little girl in a bright dress came to the young man's side, with an innocent smile on her red face, and she sat down and shook the boy vigorously.

"Brother, I want grasshoppers, I want grasshoppers. The girl shouted as she shook the boy.

"Don't scream, my brother is dead, and I can't hear anything. The boy closed his eyes and pretended to be dead, but the smile on his face betrayed his mood.

The girl paused for a moment, then stretched out her little hand to tickle the boy, and the boy held back desperately, motionless, and the smile on his face became more and more obvious.

The girl stopped again and said, "Ah, my brother is really dead!"

The young man said proudly: "Of course, a manly man, four horses can't be pulled away." ”

The girl thought about it, fell to the ground softly, closed her eyes and said, "Then I am also dead." After saying that, he didn't move, but after a while, he quietly turned his face sideways, opened one eye and secretly looked at the young man......