"Liulang! Come here! Come to Taigong!" As the pillar of the third generation of the Cao family, Cao Liulang Cao Yanlu was highly valued in Cao's discussion on Jin.

The reason why we value rather than favor is that Cao Yijin's attitude towards Cao Yanlu and his attitude towards Cao Yanming are completely different.

For Cao Shisi, Cao Yijin is a pure love for his grandfather.

But for Cao Liulang and Cao Yanlu, Cao Yijin regarded him as a third-generation pillar who could discuss major events and trained according to the standards of future successors.

Although it seems that the former is more favored, the status of the two is very different. If Zhang Zhao was holding Cao Yanlu instead of Cao Yanming now, Cao Yijin would never have said that Cao Yanming would sacrifice for his family.

"Grandpa! Look at what I brought?" Cao Yanlu first greeted his uncle Cao Yuande and his father Cao Yuanzhong, then quickly walked to Cao Yijin and handed him a handful of something that looked like a crossbow.

Cao Yijin took it with a puzzled look and observed it carefully. The crossbow was about three feet and two inches long (a little over one meter), which was smaller than the Kezhang crossbow currently used in the army and the big yellow crossbow handed down from the Han Dynasty.

The stirrup surface was also made into a strange circle. Cao Yijin weighed it, and it was at least ten kilograms lighter than the big yellow crossbow.

"It's Zhang Haobi, but we sent Zhang Erlang twenty warriors to the formation, so he just returned such a crossbow? Even Shizilang refused to release it?"

Cao Yuanzhong stared at Cao Yanlu with a dark face. His brother Cao Yuande was so anxious that he couldn't sleep. After his son was fine, he didn't bring Shisilang back, but instead brought him a crossbow.

"Liulang has always been agile. He did not bring Sisi back but brought a crossbow. There must be a reason!"

Cao Yuande took a deep breath before barely suppressing the turbulence in his heart, and then said in a calm manner.

"Uncle, it's not that my nephew didn't bring Shishilang back, but Shishilang refused to come back. He said he was studying what medicine he was going to succeed soon. He would come back in a few days!" Cao Yanlu knew that his uncle was not very jealous, so he said quickly.

Cao Yuande almost thought that he had something wrong with his ears. It turned out that Shisilang didn't want to come back, and Cao Yanlu also smiled bitterly.

"Uncle, you don't need to be anxious. Shisilang is not in danger with Zhang Erlangjun. No one cares about him when he is wandering around the village. My nephew observed it carefully. It seemed that Shisilang was indeed studying some medicine with Zhang Erlang."

"Interesting! Interesting! Why didn't I find that Zhang Erlang is a wonderful person before? Since Shishilang is not in danger, I feel at ease." Cao Yijin stroked the beard on his chin, and felt that Zhang Erlang was becoming more and more interesting.

"Liulang, don't worry about your uncle and father, tell Taigong, what's the difference between this crossbow?"

"Son, please take the grandson and leave the left and right!" Cao Yanlu's face turned solemn and looked at the servants and maids on both sides.

"Go down!" Cao Yijin waved his hand and asked the servants around him to go down, then stood up from the sitting Hu bed.

After seeing all the maids and servants exposed, Cao Yanlu took back the strange crossbow from Cao Yijin's hand, then gently stepped on the stirrup surface and pulled it on the fuselage with his hand, and then loaded the crossbow arrow.

"Huh?" Cao Yijin couldn't help but wonder. The crossbows he had used before, whether it was the Kezhang crossbow or the big yellow crossbow, were difficult to load one person. The one who could get on one person must be the fierce man named Li Guang, the flying general.

Therefore, when using crossbows in the army, soldiers must often be divided into Zhang crossbow people, enter crossbow people and launch crossbow people.

That is, one is responsible for pulling the crossbow apart, one is responsible for loading, and the other is responsible for shooting.

In addition, the Jizhang crossbow and the big yellow crossbow usually weigh more than ten or even twenty or thirty pounds, which makes it difficult to deal with the enemy because of the slow loading. The dilemma of being unable to respond to the enemy is not enough to be three or four, and the short-term fight has been taken.

It can only fire three to four times in one battle, which obviously cannot meet the needs of the war. Therefore, although the penetration and range of crossbow arrows in the Qin and Han dynasties were very good and were also loved by soldiers, it was still difficult to become the main source of firepower output.

But this crossbow is different. It can actually operate it alone. Judging from Cao Yanlu's speed, he can achieve a shooting rate of four to five shots in a cup of tea (five minutes). That is, he can train properly on the battle formation and at least eight volleys can be fired. This time, the combat power has been more than doubled!

"How many stones does this crossbow have?" After understanding the importance, Cao Yijin asked anxiously. In his mind, this crossbow does not need to reach the maximum ten stone power of the Great Yellow Crossbow. With such a speed of fire, it is considered a magic weapon.

"Zhang Erlang said that this crossbow is not well-made, and can only reach two stones and one bucket. If the materials are complete, he can achieve more than two stones and seven buckets!"

"Enough! Enough! Even two stones and one dou is enough!" Cao Yijin murmured, "Yuan Zhong, hurry up and get two infantry armor!"

The so-called infantry armor is a type of Tang thirteen armor. It was the predecessor of the Song Dynasty's clothing armor. It has strong defense, solid and durable!

Cao Yanlu picked up the thing that Zhang Erlang called the divine arm bow, aimed at the armor that was placed on a large piece of pork in the distance, and an arrow was "whooshing" two hundred steps away.

"Thunder armor came out!" Cao Yuanzhong rushed to the infantry armor that had just been penetrated by crossbow arrows. Uh! It was a bit exaggerated to say that the armor came out, but it did pierce the infantry armor.

"If you can pierce it outside two hundred steps, you will be able to break the armor in one hundred steps. If you can die within fifty steps!"

Cao Yijin obviously had to calm down, but his eyes still showed a ray of extreme fear.

"Grandpa! This is infantry armor. We don't have much, and Ganzhou Zhuyou and Gaochang Uighurs have even fewer. Just the so-called armored soldiers who are locked in a layer of iron ring on the cowhide armor jacket will surely die within a hundred steps!

Not to mention the Long Family and Dadan people in Suzhou who betrayed the faith and depended on the people of Dadan. They didn’t even have leather armor. Although they were so lightly, as long as we used this crossbow to form a formation, we would not dare to come if we were ten times more enemies!"

Of course, Cao Yanlu knew the magic of this crossbow. It was light, high firing speed, and also had no weak armor-breaking ability. It was suitable for individual soldiers to operate.

As long as there are five hundred such crossbows, combined with one or two hundred long archers and large shields and spears, a single lower Zhechong Mansion (800 people) can form combat power. If it is matched with two or three hundred Yue cavalry, it will be invincible!

"Yuanzhong, go and warn the servants in the mansion immediately. Who dares to discuss this matter? Family law is engaged in it!"

Cao Yijin patted Cao Yanlu on the shoulder with approval. Of course, such a magic weapon must be displayed with one hand and one hand.

"Does this crossbow have a name?"

"Zhang Erlang said that this crossbow is called the Divine Arm Bow! But..." Cao Yanlu touched his chin.

"Sun'er thought that when Zhang Erlang said the three words "Divine Arm Bow", his expression was particularly strange, as if he didn't know whether he should call it "Divine Arm Bow."

Of course, Zhang Zhao didn't know, because the Divine Arm Bow was very controversial in later generations, and the one he did was restored to later generations and a group of crossbow enthusiasts.

The data is no worse than in "Song Hui Yao Edited Manuscripts", and it looks similar, but if it is not really the Divine Arm Bow in History, then only God knows.

"No! No! No! No!" Cao Yijin suddenly felt something was wrong. He turned around twice and said naturally to himself.

"Why did Zhang Erlang take the initiative to bring you back such a divine arm bow that is a powerful weapon in the country?

If I were Zhang Erlang, I wouldn't have such a good thing before I mastered the most powerful thing!

This Guiyi Army is his family's ancestral property. He really doesn't want to take it back? Is it impossible?"

After Cao Yijin said this, Cao Yanlu also felt something was wrong.

yes!

How could he give this kind of fun to himself? You know, although everyone is a relative in several places, the Cao family actually took over the Zhang family business, and the two families have a grudge!

"It won't be...uh... Shishilang... can't guess thoroughly! It's really hard!" Cao Yuande felt something keenly, but he instinctively felt that his son was far less valuable than this divine arm bow.

"Liulang, you have to go to Zhang Erlang's place again, just say that Cao Yijin wants to meet him!"
Chapter completed!