"Whoosh, whoosh~~!" Zhang Heng shot the bow more than ten times in a row, looking straight ahead, with indescribable confidence on his face. Well, this was just making range statistics, and there was no fixed shooting target, so naturally there was no
Talking about hit rate, it's no wonder he is so confident.
"Fifty steps, a hundred steps...two hundred steps. Not bad, pretty good." Zhang Heng ran up to check the final distance of the arrow. It was about two hundred steps. Calculated based on his height, it was about 100 steps.
The range is nearly 300 meters, but the effective range is estimated to be only about 100 meters, which is quite surprising.
After thinking for a while, he shouted loudly: "Qin Shou, come and try." Because Qin Shou is the tallest, has natural power, and is much more flexible than Ba Ba, he is suitable for trying arrows.
"Sun King!" Qin Shou uttered the syllables, his eyes still full of animality, but his tone was very soft. He had integrated into the life of the tribe. Here he could eat every meal, got his favorite weapons, and also
There is... a sense of status that I never imagined.
"Buzz!" When Qin Shou drew the wooden bow to full length according to his instructions, Zhang Heng was stunned. Isn't this shocking? He had been trying hard to catch up with Ba, but now it seems that Qin Shou is stronger than Ba.
It seems that he will continue to eat tiger meat and love tiger oil.
He put an arrow on the string and drew the bow to a full circle. "Whoops!" The wooden arrow shot straight out between the lightning and stone fire. Zhang Heng's eyes couldn't follow it at all. He only felt that the wooden arrow disappeared in an instant, and there was still a trace of tearing air left.
The killing atmosphere.
"Don't move yet, let me go and take a look." Zhang Heng yelled and began to measure the pace, "One hundred steps, two hundred steps, three hundred steps." Good guy, it wasn't until the early three hundred steps that I found the wood.
Arrow, this has a final range of more than 400 meters. The effective range is about 150 meters, and depending on the size of the target, the effective range can be increased. Of course, the hit rate should also be taken into account.
After that, Zhang Heng asked the other men to come forward and give it a try. He took the witches to measure the number of steps and taught the witches about numbers.
Yu Ming didn't have any talent in bow and arrow, so he seemed to be planning to fight to the end. Ba didn't have any talent either. He clearly fired towards the front, but in the end he shot to the left. He hadn't even designated a small target, so his hit rate was low.
It's so scary. Cuckoo is pretty good, average, with a final shooting range of more than 200 steps, but Cuckoo is an impulsive warrior, lacks calmness, and is not suitable as an archer.
The bearded man surprised him. The shooting range barely reached three hundred steps, which was not far behind Qin Shou. However, the bearded man's action of drawing the bow and shooting arrows was actually very familiar, as if he had practiced it tens of millions of times before. Zhang Heng unexpectedly
I can see the temperament of an Olympic athlete in the bearded man. He is calm and calm. He allows the wooden arrows to fly without even frowning. He looks calm and unhurried. Except for the beard fluttering in the wind, the whole person is staring at the place like a rock, with a penetrating gaze...
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Zhang Heng couldn't help but admired: "Okay, this is the momentum that an archer should have!" He also felt happy mentally. It seems that he made the right gift when he gave the bearded toy. This was an unintentional move, but it affects the original space.
The impact is extremely far-reaching and of immeasurable significance.
Looking at the wooden arrow in his hand, this was the result of three full solar days of experimentation. In his impression, ancient bows and arrows were composed of metal arrowheads, arrow bodies, and arrow feathers, but he didn't know how to make them.
, physically speaking, arrow feathers can play a balancing role, but now he only has chicken feathers and no bird feathers, and he doesn't know how to add feathers to the tail. In addition, there is no way to make metal arrows now, although they can be purchased in reality.
, but it cannot be spread on a large scale.
After much deliberation, he finally decided on wood. There was endless good wood available in the primitive space. He didn't believe that he couldn't make a powerful wooden arrow. In three days, he threw away
For everything else, hundreds of forms of wooden arrows were cut, of which about ten were calculated based on physical knowledge.
Later, he spent five full solar days experimenting with these wooden arrows. Even when he went to sleep at night, there were countless wooden arrows flying in his mind. Finally, this morning, he was able to shoot the wooden arrows freely.
The wooden arrow he named "Drip Arrow" was the final success. The arrow was about one meter long, with a big head and a small tail, in the shape of a drip. The tail was only the size of a little finger, but the arrow was larger than a thumb.
It's even bigger, like a drop of water falling, and extremely powerful. Both its range and attack power are the best among his hundreds of experimental products.
From a distance of five meters, this kind of dripping arrow can be used to shoot through the body of a beast. At thirty meters, it can penetrate about ten centimeters into the beast's body. At fifty meters, it can penetrate into about five centimeters. Not to mention other people in the original, he is the only one who guides the bow.
As long as your aim is good, you can use this kind of wooden dripping arrow to seal the throat of a wild beast within fifty meters. Small animals should be fine within a hundred meters. If you scratch it, you will be injured, and if you shoot it, you will die! Accurate, accurate, Zhang Heng’s heart will always be painful.
Because he tragically discovered that he had no talent in archery.
This kind of dripping arrow can no longer be used after several shots of the fur of large beasts. The wooden arrowheads are seriously worn, and the arrows are not easy to make because they have to be made into a streamlined dripping shape, otherwise the sense of balance will be affected. Fortunately, he has a knife.
If you just use stone tools to polish it, it will be quite time-consuming. Time? What primitive people lack most is time.
Immediately he waved his hand and roared: "Witch, call everyone together to make these dripping arrows."
"Cut arrows, king, how many are there?" the witch replied.
Zhang Heng smiled and said: "Many, many."
Not to mention that the witch immediately went to gather people to make the arrows. He was not worried at all. The witch was very smart. He had let the witch watch the whole process when he was making arrows in the past few days, and explained from time to time. The witch should have understood it.
"Five of you, follow me." Zhang Heng called again, and then called five men to set off.
The reason was helpless. The wood for the bearded bow was accidentally cut down during a hunting trip. There were no such trees nearby. Zhang Heng tried it. Although the wood nearby was also very good, it was hard and unique.
He lacked some tenacity and was not as good as the wooden bow in his hand, so he made a lot of arrows in the past eight days, but he still only had this wooden bow.
In such a hurry to make bows, firstly, he wanted to equip men with them as soon as possible, so that talented people can practice their accuracy more, and prepare themselves for walking out of the forest later. Secondly, he wanted to try to make a smaller bow, so that women can also
In terms of equipment, women are experts at climbing trees because they collect them all year round. If women can also use bows and arrows to shoot land beasts while lying on the trees, they will be invincible.
Moreover, after he took the men away, the women's ability to use bows and arrows would greatly increase the safety of the tribe. Zhang Heng suddenly thought boldly, if there were sharpshooters among the women, then the women's status...
War in ancient times was reserved for men, but primitive women were not weak in strength. If they were talented in bows and arrows, Zhang Heng, as a man, was really worried about the status of men, but he also became happy, no matter what
, it is always a good thing for the tribe to grow.
The seven native dogs have been put into a big animal cage with the Blood Wolf King. The Wolf King did not attack these native dogs. Perhaps they have become familiar with them over the past year. The native dog cubs are what the Wolf King sees every day.
Looking at the grown-up, Zhang Heng smiled evilly and said, "The Wolf King has finally come to the end of his hardships. He enjoys the blessing of being the only dog."
"Boom!" As soon as he entered the forest, Qin Shou's whole temperament suddenly changed, and he exuded the aura of a wild beast. He started running with a single step, and his speed was almost as fast as Zhang Heng. However, Qin Shou suddenly grabbed hold of him with one hand.
A piece of rattan, the next moment the entire tall body surged up the tree, extremely flexible, and the figure disappeared among the dense branches in a few moves...
"This is the original space version of Tarzan?" Zhang Heng stopped in shock. Although he could climb trees, he didn't have the ability to keep up with Qin Shou running on the branches.
Before he could react, there was a roar in the distance, but Qin Shou fell down from the tree, with a long knife in his mouth, squatting down, his animalistic eyes filled with excitement, and holding a bunch of things in his arms.
Green fruit...
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