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The return of the First Emperor was not very sensational, at least Zhao Si did not know about it.

At present, Zhao Si is hunting with Wang Li in the suburbs of Lantian.

Both of them were dressed in strong suits, carrying a long bow, an arrow bag, and a Qin sword at their waists, and Wang Li also led two big yellow dogs.

There was also a war horse, tied to a tree along with a baggage.

Originally, there were supposed to be two war horses, one for one and one for riding......

It's a long story~

Zhao Si has participated in equestrian clubs and ridden horses in his last life, but he is at the level of an amateur.

And it is in the case of a series of aids such as a horse pedaling saddle.

And in this life, as soon as you cross the ocean, let alone ride a horse, you can even see a horse a handful of times.

After being thrown twice, Zhao Si honestly rode a horse together at the invitation of Wang Li.

At the beginning, he swore an oath, and finally came out of his foreign appearance, Zhao Si remembered that the Qin Dynasty did not have a horse saddle, and this thing was officially born after the Qin Dynasty.

"You need to practice your horsemanship, otherwise it will be difficult to ride with me all the time in the future." Wang Li teased with a smile.

"Who knows there is no saddle on the horse?" Zhao Si rolled his eyes.

Without the riding tools of the saddle, the difficulty of riding a horse is really high, especially for a pure novice like Zhao Si.

After falling a few times, he honestly lay on the horse's back, relying on his arm strength and leg strength to clamp it so as not to fall down.

"Saddle the saddle? What is it? The king asked.

"Little things for horseback riding, go back and show you." Zhao Si didn't bother to explain and didn't say much.

Wang Li saw that Zhao Si didn't explain carefully, and he didn't ask any more, after getting along for so long, the relationship between the two is getting better and better, and it is common to sleep and eat together, so as not to get to the bottom of what they encounter.

"By the way, how are your bow skills? How can a hard bow be used? Wang Li asked again.

"You can't ride a horse when you go out on a safari, you have to rely on archery to make a profit."

"I'm good at shooting!" Zhao Si smiled, skillfully pulled the bow and arrows, easily filled the bowstring, and then slowly relaxed the bowstring.

Shaking a stone hard bow in his hand, Zhao Si said with a slight meaning: "It's a little light, I often make three stone hard bows!" ”

Thanks to the influence of the aura of Puyu, Zhao Si's body is far superior to ordinary people, and his arm strength is extremely great.

If you have great strength, you have the basic conditions to become an archer.

Unlike the archers who often appear in online games are not good at hand-to-hand combat and have weak strength, in reality, the archers who are serious are basically strong men, otherwise they can't pull the hard bow at all and make a fart archer.

And Zhao Si, who went to sea for eight years, encountered dangers and battles, so that Zhao Si honed a good bow skill, although it cannot be said that a hundred steps through Yang, a hundred shots and a hundred hits, but in the case of concentrating, as long as the distance is not too far, it is not an exaggeration to say that it is nine times out of ten.

has great strength and good bow skills, which is the reason why Zhao Si is confident in front of Wang Li.

As for the three-stone hard bow that is often used, it is purely bragging with Wang Li, with the overseas conditions, it is impossible to make a three-stone hard bow at all, but Zhao Si's strength is true, all the bows handled at present cannot allow Zhao Si to give full play to his arm strength advantage, and the one-stone hard bow brought by Wang Li still feels soft to Zhao Si.

"Three-stone hard bow?" Wang Li looked Zhao Si up and down with suspicion on his face.

Zhao Sigao is quite tall, calculated according to the modern scale, nearly one meter nine, in the case of more than 20 centimeters and one foot in the Qin Dynasty, Zhao Si is a great man of eight feet.

However, Zhao Si belongs to the type that does not show strength or flesh, and his body is relatively well-proportioned, so Wang Li still shook his head seriously after looking at it: "I don't believe it, my two-stone bow has to be barely pulled apart." ”

One stone in the Qin Dynasty is about 100 catties in modern times, and two stone bows are more than 200 pounds in modern times.

Zhao Si smiled and looked at Wang Li and asked, "Do you still have a bow?" ”

Wang Li nodded, Zhao Si didn't compare much, he directly pulled the bow, and in an instant, the bow became a full moon, and the arm continued to exert force, and the bowstring was forcibly broken.

And Zhao Si was unharmed, and he didn't even move his arm much.

The layman looks at the excitement, the insider looks at the doorway, the most terrifying thing about Zhao Si is not that he forcibly pulls the bowstring of a stone hard bow, but that after it is broken, the hand that pulls the bowstring hardly moves back.

Wang Li was dumbfounded, and after a long time of muttering, he said: "Sanshi Bow, I'm afraid I can't even open the string~"

"Lie to you, how can I make a three-stone hard bow with a few rotten garlic under my hands?" Zhao Si smiled and spoke.

The raw material of the bow and arrow is a hard wound.

The prerequisite for playing the Three-Stone Bow is that you need to have a Three-Stone Hardbow.

With the strength of the current material, the production conditions of the three-stone hard bow are extremely high, and the quantity is also extremely rare, I am afraid that it is really a divine weapon, Zhao Si does not say that the three-stone hard bow, the two-stone hard bow has not been used, open the bow and shoot arrows, you always have to gather your strength, on a whim, it is common to break the bow body and break the bowstring.

"Give me another pair of bows and arrows." Zhao Si spoke, and Wang Li took a new one-stone hard bow from his horse.

When I went out this time, I brought a total of four hard bows, two of which were spare, so I didn't have to worry about uselessness.

In order to familiarize himself with the feel, Zhao Si chose to hold the bow and arrow, instead of releasing the empty string, and the frequent release of the empty string hurts the bow and arrow, and Zhao Si still knows this truth.

Taking a deep breath and aiming at the big tree in front of him, about thirty or forty steps away, Zhao Si was contemplative.

An arrow was shot and firmly pierced in the middle of the trunk of the tree.

After that, he continued to draw the bow and arrows, arrow after arrow, from the beginning of the frequency was slow, the hand felt rusty, until the last five seconds or so an arrow, stable target.

After releasing more than 20 arrows, Zhao Si only felt that he had regained his touch, so he put down the longbow and laughed.

"It's okay, it doesn't feel rusty."

And Wang Li on the side was slightly dumbfounded.

How to say Zhao Si's archery skills, it is very good, but it is only very good, not exaggerated to the point of being unique in the world, and barely called a good archery player in front of ordinary people.

But compared to a real marksman, there is still a big gap.

But it's enough to pretend to be in front of your friends.

Because of Wang Li's archery, it is really ordinary.

As Wang Ben evaluated, his talent was inferior, he was born rich and noble, and he was fed with quivers, but he couldn't save Wang Li's inferior talent, and Wang Li's archery skills could only be regarded as average among his peers.

Otherwise, it would not be enough to bring two big yellow dogs for the safari, because if you didn't bring these two big yellow dogs, Wang Li would really be able to work for a day without any prey.

Zhao Sizhi is to Wang Li, which is equivalent to the power of gold looking down on black iron.

"How? Didn't lie to you, did you? ”

Wang Li nodded, and said seriously with a little loss on his face: "You are really good at shooting!" ”