"Lend it to me." Zhen Jin looked at the crossbow in Mu Ban's hand.
Muban's mind went blank, but his body moved subconsciously, holding up his hands and offering the crossbow.
Zhen Jin grabbed the wooden trigger of the crossbow with one hand, and still held the sword with the other hand.
When Muban saw this scene, he just wanted to say: This posture is wrong. You should hold the bottom of the crossbow with one hand to stabilize it, and control the trigger with the other hand.
The next moment, another bat monkey pounced.
Zhen Jin's hand shook slightly, and the crossbow body trembled, and a short arrow flew out.
Pfft.
The attacking bat monkey died.
Zhen Jin's wrist shook, and there was a light click, and the crossbow was strung.
The bat monkeys screamed again, and one of them was quite cunning and attacked Zhenjin from behind.
Zhen Jin didn't even look back, he just turned the direction of the crossbow, shook his arm, and shot out the arrow.
The arrow penetrated the big mouth of the bat monkey, and the arrowhead penetrated the spine and poked out from behind the bat monkey.
The bat monkey knelt on its knees and followed the inertia, scraping the ground and reaching Zhen Jin's heels.
Then, because its body stopped, its originally tilted head moved forward and dropped to its chest. The whole shape looked like it was using its life to atone for its sins.
The following sin of offending the noble knight is an unpardonable crime!
"Who is this person?"
"What an archery skill this is!"
"Am I dreaming?"
The people around him were saved and stared at Zhen Jin with their mouths wide open.
The needle gold attracted the attention of all the bat monkeys, but every time they attacked, they all fell on the way to charge.
Zhenjin just stood there, with more and more corpses of bat monkeys around him.
His posture in controlling the crossbow was extremely non-standard, almost free and unstructured. But every arrow seemed to have eyes that aimed specifically at the fatal weakness of the bat monkey.
Even if a bat monkey approaches Zhen Jin's body, the thin sword in Zhen Jin's hand will definitely light up with a silver-white sword flower, ruthlessly and coldly harvesting the fiery lives of each bat monkey.
Seeing the heavy losses of the bat monkey group, the black iron bat monkey in mid-air finally couldn't bear it any longer.
It screamed continuously, with short sounds.
Upon receiving its order, the bat monkeys dispersed.
"Want to run?" Zhen Jin raised his eyebrows slightly.
With a flick of his wrist, a flying arrow shot towards the black iron bat monkey.
The black iron bat monkey flapped its wings and dodged the flying arrow.
Then, it took a sharp breath, and its chest expanded in an exaggerated arc.
The next moment, it opened its mouth and screamed, the sound was so sharp that waves of translucent sound waves were visible in the air.
The sound wave grew larger and larger, covering the entire wooden house. Everyone showed pain, they hunched over and blocked their ears desperately, trying to isolate the sound wave, but it was of no avail.
Zhen Jin frowned. He had extraordinary physical fitness, but under the attack of this sound wave, he immediately felt strong nausea and wanted to vomit.
After a few breaths, he felt a little dizzy.
If this trend continues, his eardrums will be severely damaged.
The crossbow fired continuously, but the short arrows were either dodged by the black iron bat monkey or caught by it.
The black iron bat monkey is much more flexible and agile than the bronze-level bat monkey, as well as its physical toughness.
But at this moment, Zhenjin threw the dart fiercely.
The dart followed the previous burst of crossbow arrows, hitting the black iron bat monkey's left eye.
The black iron bat monkey was severely injured, and its screams suddenly stopped. There was a dart stuck in its left eye, and blood was flowing everywhere, but it did not choose to retaliate, but immediately turned around and flew away.
The rest of the bat monkeys greeted the leader, not daring to stop anywhere, and fled into the forest together in a panic.
Soon, calm returned to the dilapidated camp.
Half an hour later.
Some soldiers were scattered around the camp, maintaining reconnaissance.
Some people began to repair the fences and watchtowers outside the camp, while others propped up pillars to temporarily strengthen the wooden houses.
From time to time, their eyes cast their gaze to the open space of the camp. People close to each other were still discussing in low voices. In the discussion, the words "big shot", "powerful warrior", "knight" and "noble" appeared frequently.
Some seriously injured people were lying side by side on the ground, some were looking at the sky, and some were unconscious.
Zidi looked at the injuries of these people and thought about how to prepare treatment potions.
"Mr. Doctor, I don't want to die, please save me." A wounded man made a weak plea.
Zidi smiled: "I'm not a doctor, I'm a pharmacist. Don't worry, your injury is not fatal. Although your injury is not serious, you stopped the bleeding in time and your wound treatment methods are mature, so you will be fine.
"
She comforted her, but Zidi knew clearly in her heart: To heal her wounds, she needs to rest, and the period of rest is uncertain. This is not a safe place. During the rest, these seriously injured people can only be cared for, and not only are they unable to
output, and will also consume a lot of resources. These people will be a heavy burden on the team.
"Yes, Mr. President? Yes, yes, is it you? Really, is it really you, you, you?!" A voice came, interrupting Zidi's thoughts.
Zidi turned her eyes and saw a fat man who was so excited that he was about to cry.
"Fei Lao, are you awake?" Zidi greeted with a smile.
Hearing this call, the fat man suddenly knelt on the ground, covered his face with his fat right hand, raised his head and cried: "Wooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooo good, president, sir,
You are not, not dead. You, you are still alive."
Tears flowed down his round cheeks, forming two wide tear tracks.
"Okay, okay, get up quickly." Zidi had no choice but to step forward and patted the fat man on the shoulder, "Come with me to meet Lord Needlepoint."
"My lord, your lord? My lord's fiancé?" The fat man took his hand away with a puzzled look on his face.
Zidi explained: "Please don't blame me, Mr. Fei. I've concealed something from you. This time I went to Baisha City not only to set a good front for the Baizhen family. The real intention was to cover up my whereabouts and put the needle behind me."
Lord Jin escorted him to Baisha City in advance. The troops assigned by the Baizhen Family to Lord Zhenjin encountered misfortune on the way. After discussing with Lord Zhenjin, I felt that this was a malicious obstruction by a competitor."
"There is a time limit for the city lord election. Failure to arrive at the election city within the specified time will cause Master Zhenjin to lose a lot of points. In order to prevent the conspiracy of his competitors from succeeding, Master Zhenjin followed me incognito under my guise.
Next to me, we boarded the Pig Kiss."
"It turns out that it is, that's what it is." Fei Lao suddenly realized.
In the open space in the center of the camp, Zhen Jin was sitting on a wooden bench, and behind him was Cyanobacteria standing with a knife.
Zhen Jin looked at the crossbow in his hand.
This is the repeating crossbow he used in previous battles.
Different from normal crossbows, the repeating crossbow has a rectangular quiver. There is a dark number eight on the quiver. The quiver can store many short arrows.
The trigger of a repeating crossbow is a wooden handle extending from the back of the crossbow body. By continuously lifting and pressing the wooden handle, you can complete the action of winding and shooting.
"Did you design this?" Zhen Jin took his eyes away from the repeating crossbow and looked towards the opposite side.
In front of him was a middle-aged man half-kneeling, with a sallow complexion and a wound on his chest, but it had been bandaged.
It's exactly Muban.
Muban immediately said: "Master Qi Jin, this is the repeating crossbow I designed."
"What does the number eight mean?" Zhen Jin pointed at the quiver, "Your work number eight?"
Muban shook his head and said: "No. I searched for the wood for making the repeating crossbow from this camp. The material is of high quality. It originally had the number eight on it."
After a pause, the wooden board took the initiative to introduce: "Not only this kind of continuous-fire crossbow, I can also make other normal crossbows. It's just that I lack the metal crossbow machine and cannot mass-produce it."
Zhenjin nodded.
The most delicate part of a crossbow is the crossbow mechanism. Generally speaking, this component is made of metal.
The repeating crossbow in Zhen Jin's hand has a special trigger, but the internal crossbow is also made of metal.
This kind of repeating crossbow was used by Zhenjin just now.
Compared with a normal crossbow, the repeating crossbow has a shorter range and less powerful arrows. When we just dealt with the black iron bat monkey, the needle-gold wooden darts can be effective, but the arrows shot by the repeating crossbow cannot be avoided by the black iron bat monkey.
, that is, resist it.
The rate of fire of normal crossbows has always been criticized.
The continuous-fire crossbow solves this shortcoming, and the rate of fire becomes its biggest advantage.
To be able to design such a special crossbow, Muban in front of him is undoubtedly a talent.
"So, you are a crossbow maker?" Zhen Jin asked.
"Yes, sir. The reason why the little man Muban wants to go to the wilderness continent is because he wants to use his talents. Sir, you are my savior, and the little man is particularly willing to work for you!" Muban replied immediately
Tao, his attitude was very enthusiastic.
Zhenjin's identity has been spread throughout the camp.
The only heir to the Baizhen family, a member of the Knights Templar, and a candidate for the Lord of Baisha City!
No matter which one of these identities, Muban is enough to take refuge in him.
This is a big shot that he doesn’t usually come into contact with!
"Very good, then do your best, I look forward to your performance." Zhenjin encouraged Muban while secretly calculating.
With the crossbowsmith, he can mass-produce crossbows.
He had had such an idea before.
However, due to the situation at the time, there was no way to manufacture a metal crossbow.
It's different now.
He has mature craftsmen, and metal crossbows can also be made in batches. When Zidi was in the oasis, he collected a large amount of lizard acid. With these materials, he can prepare potions, and as long as the mold is made, metal can be made in batches
Crossbow machine.
"The power of the crossbow is much greater than that of the short bow, and its range is longer. What's even better is that the crossbow is suitable for novices to master. Bows require training."
"The amount of training required for crossbows is lower than that for shortbows and longbows."
"The drawback is that the crossbow has a low rate of fire, but it can be compensated for by making some continuous-fire crossbows."
"The only concern is Zidi's reminder. If someone has a crossbow, it is a hidden threat to other members of the team."
"but……"
Zhen Jin thought about himself and his experiences on this island these days.
"Now I can mutate, my strength has greatly increased, and I can deal with stronger threats. Blue Algae, Bai Ya and others are my most loyal subordinates. Even people like Wooden Board and Black Juan have received my life-saving grace. I control them
The level of this team is much deeper than before.”
"The most important thing is that this island is too dangerous. It is not easy to leave here alive! I don't want these people to die because they don't have suitable weapons when they are attacked by the beasts again. By then, even if they have
The boat can’t sail even with a small number of people.”
Zhen Jin thought of this and already made a decision.
Although there are some hidden dangers and risks in equipping a large area with crossbows, in order to counteract the external crisis and maximize the hope of escape, this risk should be borne proactively.
"Sir, this is Fat Tongue, one of the elders of the Ziteng Chamber of Commerce. This time we are going to Baisha City, and he will be my deputy." Zidi came over at this time, taking the fat man with her.
"Fat, Fat Tongue, greet your lord." Fei Lao quickly saluted Zhen Jin with a smile on his face.
He has a natural affinity for acupuncture.
Because the interest alliance between the Baizhen family and the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce is well known.
Although Fei Lao has never seen Zhenjin with his own eyes, as one of the top executives of the Wisteria Chamber of Commerce, he has already seen relevant information and pictures of Zhenjin.
Zhenjin nodded slightly: "Tell me, why are you here? I just heard that you were forced to leave? Someone launched a rebellion?"
The fat old man nodded, his face darkening: "Qi, Qi Zhenda, sir, yes, it is like this."
"Stop." Zhen Jin stretched out his hand to stop him in time.
He thought the fat tongue meant nervousness just now, but when he heard the second sentence, he understood that the fat tongue meant stammering.