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Chapter four hundred and forty first, Xiujian

He focused his attention on the sleeve arrow in his hand.

To be honest, the head was bigger than he expected.

The main body is cylindrical, and the length is visually estimated to be about seventeen centimeters. In terms of thickness, it is about the same thickness as an adult's finger.

The shell material is bronze.

So the portion is still a little bit heavy in your hand.

In order to facilitate fixation, a piece of soft leather similar to arm guards is sewn on each side of the main body.

"Come on, let's find a place to test our power."

Hearing this, He Liang quickly took the animal skin coat hanging aside and put it on Luo Ji.

The weather is getting colder and colder now.

Paying attention to the physical condition of their Emperor to prevent him from catching cold and getting sick has become one of the important responsibilities of the guards.

The group of people didn't go far.

I just found an open space outside and erected a wooden stake and that was it.

"Zhao Lei, how should I use this sleeve arrow?"

The step of tying it to the forearm was of course something Luo Ji could do without a teacher.

But how the sleeve arrow was shot, he really didn't know.

When I used to watch movies and TV series.

The assassin inside would just raise his hand casually, and the arrow hidden in his sleeve would be shot out with a 'whoosh' sound.

Luo Ji never understood the principle of this mysterious operation.

Some people say that there is a mechanism on the sleeve arrow, which will be triggered as long as the forearm exerts force.

But Luo Ji thought this was nonsense.

Because in that case, wouldn't it be easy to accidentally hurt and miss?

When Zhao Lei heard Luo Ji's question, he naturally raised his hand quickly.

"Please forgive me for the offence."

"come on."

After getting Luo Ji's permission, Zhao Lei quickly trotted up to him.

Then he picked up a slender arrow from the wooden tray where the sleeve arrows were placed, and carefully helped Luo Ji load it.

Luo Ji could see very clearly at this time, while loading the arrow.

There was only a 'click' sound, and a bronze pick popped out from one side of the main body of the sleeve arrow.

This time, he finally understood.

When you want to launch an attack, just flip the bronze pick and the arrow inside will shoot out.

"What's the approximate range?"

"Reporting to Your Majesty, the maximum range is about twenty meters, but the power cannot be guaranteed, and there will be a certain deviation in the accuracy. Within fifteen meters, it should be the most reliable, and within ten meters, the power should be the strongest."

Zhao Lei replied respectfully.

Luo Ji nodded, visually measured the distance between himself and the wooden stake, and then took a few steps back.

After standing still, Luo Ji was not in a hurry and took aim slowly.

Only a small soft sound was heard.

In the blink of an eye, the slender arrow was already nailed to the wooden stake in the distance.

Luo Ji didn't stop moving after that, trying to reload the arrows in his sleeve while walking forward.

This loading operation is actually very simple. After watching Zhao Lei do it once, he figured it out.

Luo Ji shot three arrows in total, from far to near, with a range of twenty meters, a range of fifteen meters and a range of ten meters.

These distances are all measured visually, so we can’t say how accurate they are.

But this is more in line with actual combat situations.

After all, in actual combat, the enemy will not give you time to measure the distance, and it will all rely on visual inspection.

After walking in, Luo Ji could clearly identify the three arrows nailed to the wooden stakes.

The arrow shot from a position of 20 meters was indeed offset, and at the same time, its power was obviously insufficient. Basically, only a little part of the arrowhead was immersed in the wooden stake. I pulled it out easily.

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The arrow shot from a position of fifteen meters had no problem with its accuracy, and at the same time, most of the arrow was sunk into the wooden stake, which clearly showed its power.

As for the position ten meters after, there is no doubt that the power is stronger than the previous one, and the entire arrow is completely submerged in the wooden pile.

According to this power, within ten meters, even against an enemy wearing leather armor, this sleeve arrow can cause a fatal attack!

At this time, not only Luo Ji, but also He Liang and others from the escort team looked at Xiu Jian with their eyes shining.

As a self-defense weapon, this sleeve arrow is undoubtedly qualified.

In an unexpected situation, he can definitely take the enemy's life easily.

Luo Ji could be said to be very satisfied with this.

At the same time, I further felt the power of Ye Xuan, a master of weapons.

After all, he basically only proposed this concept for the Xiujian weapon.

I never expected that with just a little inspiration, Xuan Ye could make this self-defense weapon.

But the point is...

"Zhao Lei, can these sleeve arrows be mass-produced? What is the production efficiency?"

Yes, this is what Luo Ji cares about.

For the supreme ruler of a civilization.

If the sleeve arrows cannot be mass-produced, then no matter how powerful this thing is, its value will be limited.

Zhao Lei has undoubtedly been mentally prepared for this problem, but now it is quite straightforward to talk about it...

"Your Majesty, the structure of the internal parts of this sleeve arrow is extremely fine. The efficiency of mass production is probably slower than that of a hand crossbow."

"It doesn't matter, as long as it can be mass produced!"

Just go slower, as long as it's not so difficult to make that only top armor masters like Ye Xuan can make it.

Luo Ji felt a little relieved and felt much happier.

He happily rewarded Zhao Lei and Ye Xuan with some things, and conveniently lifted Ye Xuan's confinement punishment on the grounds that they had made up for their mistakes.

Luo Ji hummed a little tune as he walked towards the practice venue of the Spiegel Opera Troupe.

Now that we're out of the capital, let's stop by and see how the opera rehearsal is going.

At the same time, on the other side, here in Baihe City...

The continuous light snow has covered the entire northern mountain forest with a white color, and has invisibly put pressure on the barbarians of the northern tribes.

"There are already many voices among the members of various tribes saying that they should not move south. We cannot continue like this." Harold, who was sitting by the fire, said unhurriedly.

They had moved all the way south and had already consumed almost all of their food.

The food crisis, coupled with the previous defeat.

The combination of the two obviously caused their internal problems.

When Hill heard this, he sneered disdainfully.

"Shouldn't they move south? If they had stayed there, their bodies would have been integrated into the wind and snow by now!"

Harold was silent when he heard this [District 8 www.yeyin8.com], which was regarded as acquiescing to Hill's statement.

"Get ready. Before the weather gets completely cold, we are going to launch a third attack. If we still can't capture the stone wall this time, then we may need to change our original plan."
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