After feeding the Iron Feet, I went out to see what people would do with the horse

I guess the horse will be skinned first, a skilled cobbler, if he has tools, can skin a deer in a morning, I think the horse is almost the same as the skin of the horse is wet, to be rubbed repeatedly with dry husks, until the skin is scalded, it is said that once a soldier once skinned a mare, made a saddle out of it, and put it on the back of the mare's son, the little stallion was frightened at first, and the smell of the dead mother bewildered it, and when it understood what had been born, it only wept to itself, From time to time he looked back and sniffed the saddle, and the soldier thought it was very interesting, and rode the horse boldly and boldly into the battlefield, and the horse suddenly galloped like a madness, and then stopped sharply, and threw the soldier out, and the soldier flew out like this, and hit the head of the silver spear

It is always said that animals larger than birds have memories, and animals larger than cats already have feelings

I thought it would be uncomfortable for Iron Feet this time, and I thought about it a lot, and I remembered the dirty porters I saw on the docks, and I thought I wouldn't be in that miserable situation, and even if I was sent to be a horse boy, there was a vague expectation in my heart that my life would eventually get better, but the treatment of the recent period of time told me that it was not the case at all, and the Count seemed to give me weight only when he needed me, and he seemed to indulge me in my rashness, I even think that the Earl deliberately took me for the culp, which may be a bit wrong, but every time the Count only pushes me out when he needs to get out, and then reassures me afterwards

I think next time, if I need a hostage, an engagement or something, the Count will be the first to push me out, and I don't really like that

Looking at that horse, I woke up a little, I felt that I couldn't become useless, I had to keep practicing my martial arts skills, learning boring grammar courses, so that even if no one needed me in the future, I could still support myself on my own, I couldn't become that old horse

When I thought about it, I thought I should hurry up and start doing something

I went to my hut, opened the box, and took out a longbow material from it, and I carried the longbow material into the firewood room, and the Kugit who looked for the forage got a piece of flannel soaked in wax, and then began to wipe the longbow wood carefully, and it was not pleasant to do it in winter, although the Kugit made a fire in the brazier, but he did not dare to burn the fire, he did not have a stove, and if the open flame was too large, it would be dangerous

The Kujits are carving a wolf with a knife, and I can already see the wolf's head

I asked him curiously, "What are you carving this for?" ”

He chewed a piece of raw meat in his mouth and coughed from time to time, "Then what are you doing with the bow material in the cold?" ”

"When did I waste the longbow material?" There was no malice in my words, and I don't know why this Kugit man said that to me, "I'm carefully waxing."

"Ahem," the Kugit coughed, probably a puff of smoke from the fire that entered his throat, "you don't understand anything, does Victor want me to call you young master?" ”

"No"

"Well, okay, then I'll tell you more" The Kujiit man frowned, with a little force on his hand, he drew a wisp of wood flowers, he blew a breath, blowing the wood flowers away, revealing the deep notches below, "In winter, if you don't care about pulling the bow, forty out of a hundred bows will be deformed when the weather is warm in the spring, and the longbow material must be trained all the time, it is spiritual, like the backbone of a child, if he has been staring tightly, when he grows up, he will hold his chest like a man, But though your longbow is good, it doesn't take long enough to train, and if you go out and draw your bow now, you'll get a crutch tomorrow spring."

The Kugit swallowed the piece of meat, then pulled a half-boiled leg of lamb out of a pot, cut off a piece, passed it over the fire, and threw it into his mouth

"So what should I do?" I stopped what I was doing, "I have to practice archery, the Earl said before winter" I suddenly realized that what the Earl had said had not been fulfilled, and I thought that the matter might be classified as a secret, so I stopped talking, "It's nothing"

Kujitt's eyes lit up slightly, "Practice the bow first, practice the strength first, eat more meat, fight more, round the arms, and then practice it will be much easier"

He fumbled for a while, and pulled out a wooden pole painted with white paint from a pile of wood behind him and gave it to me, "This bow was made by me the year before last, but it wasn't very good, and it was okay if it wasn't strong enough, so you can take it and practice."

It was a willow wood, much worse than the mulberry bow in my hand, but the Kugit frightened me into thinking that something might be wrong, and I began to wax the bow

"This isn't a Kugit bow? How did you come to make a longbow? The Kujiit people use such a short bow, how can it feel quite powerful? We were silent for a while, and I broke the silence and asked him curiously

"The length of the bow is not a big deal, the power of the bow is related to the material of the bow, the long bow is simple to make, but there is only one kind of bow material, so it must be made long, and the strength is great, but to make a Kugit bow or Salander bow, the materials are seven or eight kinds, cow bones, bluestone, antlers or something, you don't understand, but don't underestimate the bows and arrows of the Kugit people, there is so much blood left on the grassland, and the grassland is so fertile, but those small Kugit bows are made" He shook his wrist, Carved out the wolf's tail

"What kind of bow and arrow did the Burks use?" I asked him again

"Phew," the Kujit was a little impatient at my question, "how do I know, I'll be in charge of beating forage and swords, I don't know much else, you go and ask Tom, he knows all men, I guess the Burkes also know a lot, let him inquire."

"Well, Mr. Goth said the same," I nodded approvingly, "Goth said that he admired Tom very much, and he said that a lot of knowledge has to be put in his shoes to understand it thoroughly, for example, last time Goth wanted to paint a portrait of a woman, but the proportion of the bones was not accurate, and he couldn't put pen to paper, but Tom knew the structure of a woman's body with his eyes closed, and he was thinking about it all day long, Tom heard about Goth's difficulties, so he taught Goth to draw the portrait hand in hand, don't say it, the painting is really like"

The Kujiit people laughed when they heard it, "Speaking of them, I heard that Goth and Tom still like that very nasty western drama, what is it called "Great Love", you are really not ashamed, love comes and goes, and you talk hooligans, if you are on the grassland, you will all be arrested and herded rams."

"Ram? No ewes? ”

"Let a bunch of hooligans go herding the ewes?" The Kugit shrugged their shoulders, "There are already a lot of sheep-headed monsters in the world"

"What are you talking about?" I knotted one bowstring, hung it on the string slot, squatted down vigorously, clubbed the other end of the bow on the ground, and then pressed it down hard, and began to wind it hard, "What sheepshead?" ”

"It's nothing if the sheep-headed man is nothing," the kujitte muttered, "Speaking of that "Great Love", Tom can learn more than the goths, the Burke girl you brought back is about to be swallowed by Tom, if you have time, you have to hurry up and get that chick to try it, if Tom drinks the first soup, you will hehe"

I was startled when I heard this, and as soon as the bowstring in my hand was loosened, the whole bent bow material was straightened at once, and the silk thread was pulled from my hand, and suddenly there was a hot pain in my hand, and I lowered my head and opened it, and now I pulled out a hole in the back of my hand, and the willow bow bounced itself away, making the firewood room clang

The Kujiit man was furious, "Little bastard, be careful, I almost cut off my finger just now"

I covered my hands, and I still want to accompany me, "I'm sorry" I pulled out a piece of flax from my arms, tried to tie my hands, and the Kugit took my hand and looked at it, then took out a jar of black oil and threw it to me, and asked me to apply the oil and wrap it again, saying that it was to stop the bleeding

As I bandaged my hands, the Kugit counted me down, "Your fingers are so soft as mud that you don't even have a callus, shoot a ghost arrow?" If you start a battle, your fingers will bleed and cramp if you shoot a dozen arrows**, our grassland girls are better than you, where did I mention just now? Where did you interrupt? ”

"Great Love" I didn't say angrily

"Well, that's right, the hooligan 'Great Love', yes, that's it," the Kujiit continued to carve, "you know what? This timber wolf is Tom. The Burke girl girl whom Brown commissioned me to help him carve likes to weave straw dolls, and hell, I'm going to pull a handful of grass when I'm not paying attention, and I'm going to pretend that I can't see this Tom and I'm close to the Burke girl, and I say that he can carve wood art, and that Burke girl doll who is willing to exchange skills or something was confused."

"Tom can carve a ghost," I was a little disgusted by Tom's behavior, "he and Mr. Goth locked up in the house all day, and they talked about everything, and Mr. Goth didn't see him carve."

The Kugit smiled lewdly, "They've been locked together all day? ”

"Yes," I said, stepping on the ground again, and began to wind it, "the same time I painted a portrait of a woman."

The Kujiit touched his beard, "Interesting, interesting, it looks like even a ram is not safe in this world"

I turned my head to look at him, and the Kugit waved his hand, "You concentrate on your bow and arrows, don't go wrong again"

"What did Tom give you to carve this thing for?" I still couldn't help but ask

"Well, a pair of scissors, a piece of mountain cheese, well, I want to think about it, by the way, and a small barrel of wine, don't mention it, although Tom is not a good thing, but doing business with him is quite profitable"

"Uncle?" I finally got the bowstring on with a single effort

"What?"

"I'll give you two handfuls of scissors and a pine nut cake," the Kujitt's brow furrowed, and he heard the smell of conspiracy I continued: "A bottle of spirits"

He waited for me to continue, but I left the conversation to him and let him ask me

He finally couldn't hold his breath anymore, "What do you want me to do?" ”

I tried the bowstring like a plucked string, and I thought the strength was good, and I was ready to get out of here, but I had to negotiate my business, "Fix this wolf a little."

Half an hour later

I caught my first bow and arrow at the archery range, I took a breath, pulled the bowstring as hard as I could, and then let go of my fingers, and sent the bow out, and the bow and arrow pierced out like a flying locust, but it skimmed the target and flew into the snow behind

"Not a good start", I shook my head and said in my heart, "but at least I started"

While I was practicing archery, a knight rode up to me at the gate of the Earl's residence

This man is still running so fast in the city full of slush, there must be something urgent, a servant grabbed his horse, helped him down, he took off his helmet, sweat steamed on his head, his horse is the same, the whole body is shiny, this horse is running hot and does not feel cold, but after a while the wind blows, the horse will suffer a big loss, Hu never dared to delay, and quickly pulled the horse to the stable where the wind was sheltered

The knight did not have time to rest, he ran through the antechamber, passed through the courtyard, and the servants with baskets gave way, and raised their hands to shout at the knight, and the knight rushed into the count's house, and I looked at him with some curiosity: what news could make him so anxious?

Hu walked past me with the sweaty horse, and I asked him, "Where did that knight come from?" ”

This servant is a friend of Kirov, and he looked at me, "The little Count of Donghu City sent him half a month ago"

Hu Cong pouted and took Mara away

Little East Lake City?

I've been hearing this name a lot lately, what's wrong?

I continued to shoot arrows

I noticed that soon after the knight's return, there was a delicate atmosphere in the house, and quite a few people began to get busy, and many of the horses in the stables were ridden, and the people seemed to leave the Earl's mansion with their mission to deliver letters outside

Half an hour later, the town's central bell suddenly rang

"Assemble Assemble Assemble"

The servants of the house put down their work, came out of the house curiously, looked at the sky suspiciously, and looked at the direction of the bell Mr. Goth's cat crawling on the courtyard wall, and when the bell rang, it turned its head and looked around, and 'meowed', and jumped to the side of the wall

I pulled the bow full and loosened the strings

The bells echoed in the air, Syracuse took on a solemn atmosphere, and Valankov's assembly bell rang again

In ancient times, the warriors of Valan played their war flutes in the bells to fight for the Chanda Emperor, but now their war whistles have rotted, the chain mail has been loosened, the helmets have rusted, and the axes are full of chips, but fortunately, the bells are still ringing, and this kind of summoning is something that dissolves into the blood of the Valans

The arrow was stuck in the target.

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