Zhang Yun quickly understood how to use it: put the nine iron arrows into the quiver, press down on the movable handle to tighten the string, aim and pull the trigger to fire the first crossbow arrow, and then the bowstring bounces back
It is self-winding and can fire burst or continuously.
When the ninth iron arrow is fired, the crossbow will no longer be cocked if the quiver is empty. After filling the quiver again, you need to press the handle again to wind it before you can continue firing.
Zhang Yun held the "Gongshu Divine Crossbow" in his right hand and picked up three iron arrows in his left hand. He turned to Zhang Heng and said, "Uncle Fourth, let's go outside and test the power of the Divine Crossbow!"
After saying that, he couldn't wait to run out of the door. Zhang Heng smiled and followed him out.
Zhang Yun selected a big tree surrounded by one person, stood about fifty meters away, inserted an iron arrow into the quiver, held the divine crossbow in his left hand and pressed down on the handle with his right hand to wind it up, thinking: "It's really heavy.
, it seems that if you don’t have two hundred kilograms of strength, you won’t be able to control this divine crossbow easily!”
However, the strength of several hundred kilograms was very easy for him. After hearing a series of slight friction sounds from the internal mechanism of the divine crossbow, the bow string as thick as his thumb was pulled into a full moon shape.
I couldn't help but admire: "It takes a hundred kilograms of force to pull a thousand kilograms of bowstring. What a magical design!"
Then he held up the divine crossbow with his left hand and put the handle on his right shoulder. He narrowed his left eye slightly and aimed at the big tree with his right eye.
Taking a deep breath, he quickly pulled the trigger with his right index finger, and with a "bang" sound, the iron arrow hit the tree trunk in the distance.
With his eyesight, he could only see a faint trajectory, and he couldn't help but exclaimed: "It's so fast!"
Zhang Yun and his fourth uncle were surprised and quickly ran to the big tree and looked at it carefully. The big tree was pierced with an arrow hole as thick as a little finger. From time to time, a few wisps of green smoke came out of the small hole, and a stream of burnt smoke appeared.
The smell of paste reaches the nose.
He came close to the round hole and blew away the smoke with his mouth. The shape of the arrow hole was a perfect circle, with smooth edges, and the inner wall was charred black, as if it had been penetrated by a red-hot iron bar!
Then he slowly searched forward in the direction where the iron arrow was shot, and finally found the iron arrow in the soil more than a hundred meters away. He quickly took it out. After looking at it, he found that the iron arrow was not damaged, so he put it away with confidence.
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Zhang Heng saw him coming back with an excited expression on his face and said with a smile: "It's pretty powerful, right? It should be able to shoot through the leather armor of the monster you mentioned, right?"
Zhang Yun nodded and said: "Fourth Uncle still needs to replenish a large number of iron arrows. Let's go find Tang San in the afternoon and see if he can help make them."
Zhang Heng said quickly: "Okay, come find me after lunch, and we will go to Tang San's blacksmith shop together. Tang San likes to drink two cups, so remember to bring two jars of the old rice wine brewed by your grandpa!" The two made an appointment!
Okay, Zhang Heng will go home first.
In the afternoon, Zhang Yun carried two jars of old yellow rice wine and followed Zhang Heng to Tang San's blacksmith shop.
Tang San saw the two wine jars in his hands at a glance, and greeted them with a smile on his face. He took the wine jars first and said, "What a good wine! I haven't drunk the old rice wine made by Han Lao for a long time.
It’s really nostalgic!”
Then he realized that he was a little bit out of control, and he coughed twice before saying: "Fourth, didn't you and Xiaoyun just come here yesterday, what's the matter? Or, let's talk about it in the house first! It's not because you still miss my treasured gun, right?
!”
After Tang San finished speaking, he laughed heartily twice.
Zhang Yun was a little dumbfounded when he heard this. He hurriedly shouted twice and followed the two of them into the house.
Zhang Heng got straight to the point and said: "Tang San, there is something I want to ask your help for. If you help us solve it, I will ask Xiaoyun to send Tanlao Huangjiu to you every month from now on."
Tang San's eyes lit up when he heard this, and he said quickly: "Say it, as long as I can do it, I will do it without any hesitation!" As he said this, he slapped his chest loudly with his hands, looking like he was upright and awe-inspiring!
Zhang Yun smiled, reached out and took out an eight-inch iron arrow from his arms, spread out the linen wrapped with his hands and placed it on the table, and said: "Uncle Tang San, I want you to help me make a batch of these small arrows.
I need more than a hundred, what do you think?"
Tang San picked up the iron arrow and looked at it carefully. After a while, he said solemnly: "The craftsmanship of this arrow is extraordinary. It should be made by a master. From the selection of materials, simmering to cooling, everything is reflected.
It shows quite a superb level of craftsmanship!”
After finishing speaking, he began to think deeply again. After a while, his eyes suddenly lit up and he said:
"I still have a lot of ordinary refined iron here, which I usually use to make farm tools for the villagers on a voluntary basis. It doesn't take much material to make these small iron arrows like yours. I don't dare to say that the craftsmanship can surpass the original manufacturer, but it should be inferior.
Not much!"
"The main problem is the hardness. I thought about it just now. If I want to achieve a hardness no less than that of the sample, I can only try to melt the tip of my dark iron gun. As long as I add a little to each iron arrow, I dare
As long as the hardness is guaranteed, there will be no problem!”
After Tang San finished speaking, his face showed a confident expression.
Zhang Heng also smiled and joked: "Third brother, it seems that you have to use your heirloom gun. Let's do this. When Yun'er becomes successful in the future, let him give you a long gun, the kind that can really pierce steel plates.
, how about making you a family heirloom!"
Tang San also smiled: "That's great! Give me half a month to complete a hundred iron arrows. The main reason is that melting the meteorite iron spear head requires repeated trials, which is too time-consuming. If you are making ordinary iron arrows,
Ten days of arrows is enough!"
Zhang Yun shook his head and said apologetically: "Uncle Tang, I will come and pick it up no later than the afternoon of the 15th of this month. You should try your best to get it as soon as possible. If it doesn't work, just get as much as you can first!"
At this time, Zhang Heng, who was next to him, also interjected: "Third brother, just think of a way! The child is in urgent need. If there are not enough manpower, I will find a few young men from the village to help you. You can work overtime or something."
What do you think?"
Tang San was also a cheerful person, so he thought again, and suddenly pointed at the wine jar and said: "Xiaoyun, one jar of old yellow rice wine a month, don't forget it? Haha... Okay! Just pick it up on time.
Fourth child, it’s enough for you to find three able-bodied people to come over and help. Arrange to come to work after dinner today!”
Zhang Heng quickly nodded in agreement, and after Zhang Yun thanked him, the two of them left Tang San's blacksmith shop and went to arrange their own affairs separately.
Zhang Yun returned home and picked up the "Gongshu Divine Crossbow". He found an open field near the village and used a large tree surrounded by several people to practice shooting.
First, use an iron sword to cut off a large piece of bark from a big tree, make a simple archery target on it, and then mark the shooting range on the ground: fifty meters, one hundred meters... two hundred meters... three hundred meters.
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Although the arrow shoots out in a parabola, the iron arrow is heavy and the divine crossbow fires quickly and with great force, so the error is not very different.
Zhang Yun did not ignore these details. He had to be sure to hit wherever he pointed. The next trip to the Emperor's Pit would be no child's play. He would not dare to joke with his own life!
First, he shot a few arrows at 50 meters and 100 meters respectively. At close range, Zhang Yun's eyesight was soon able to achieve perfect hits.
The most troublesome thing is that there are only two crossbow arrows available now. The divine crossbow is equipped with a total of three iron arrows, one of which was given to Tang San as a model to build and use, so after firing two arrows, he had to run to the big tree to retrieve the iron arrows.
The firing speed was very fast, but most of the time was spent retrieving the iron arrows. Zhang Yun was seen using Qinggong to keep running between the shooting place and the big tree. If any outsiders saw it, they would think he had taken the wrong medicine!
Seeing that the sky was getting dark, I went home and ate two bowls of rice in a hurry, then ran back to the shooting range to continue practicing.
He knew that the time he had left was very tight, and he would have to shoot arrows in the dark in the "Emperor's Pit", so he allowed himself to adapt to the dark environment in advance.
I first practiced close-range shooting from a position of 100 meters, and then gradually moved to 200 meters and 300 meters. Because I couldn't see the tree target, I could only shoot a few arrows based on feeling, but all of them missed the target!
After continuous experiments, he discovered two problems: first, the range of archery in the dark night cannot exceed 150 meters, and it is difficult to ensure accuracy; second, after the range exceeds 300 meters, the power of the divine crossbow is estimated to be insufficient.
to break the monster's carapace.
So Zhang Yun chose to practice at the 100-meter and 150-meter shooting ranges at night, and didn't go home to sleep until late at night!
The next day he got up early in the morning. After washing, he saw that the yard was almost full of villagers, so he quickly went out to teach them their skills.
Finally, after more than an hour of instruction, everyone dispersed and went to find a place to practice on their own.
Just when I was about to turn around and go back to the house, my second aunt's voice suddenly sounded next to me: "Yun'er, go to your grandpa's place. He has something to do with you!"
Zhang Yun agreed and walked towards the nearby drug store. His grandfather's drug store was only about thirty meters away from his residence, and he quickly reached the door.
I only heard bursts of chatter and laughter coming from inside, and I wondered in my heart: "Are there any guests here? Usually my grandpa's place is filled with villagers who come to see a doctor. It's very quiet!"
I pushed the door open with doubts, and saw an old man with gray hair and a red face sitting together with my grandfather, sipping fragrant tea, laughing and chatting.
He immediately recognized the old man as Mr. Xiao, and saw the mahogany box he placed next to him. He couldn't help but feel something in his heart: "It turns out that Mr. Xiao and grandpa have a good relationship! Mr. Xiao can't be..."
His thoughts were suddenly interrupted by Mr. Han's voice: "Yun'er, your Grandpa Xiao and your grandpa grew up playing with bare buttocks. I couldn't bear to see their 'Kilin Sword' before. Yesterday he listened to Zhang Heng
You said you wanted to borrow it, but I sent it here early in the morning. You have to thank Grandpa Xiao very much!"
Zhang Yun was overjoyed and hurriedly stepped forward to salute and said, "Hello, Grandpa Xiao. Thank you, Grandpa Xiao!"
Mr. Xiao then laughed heartily a few times and then said:
"Don't listen to your grandpa's nonsense. Grandpa Xiao, I have been paralyzed in bed for more than three years. If it weren't for the ten thousand-year elixir you collected from the mountains, no matter how good Old Man Han's medical skills are, Grandpa Xiao, I wouldn't be able to stand up.
!I also want to thank you!”
"The sword is always just a piece of scrap metal. I heard that you could find it useful, so I brought it over. See how this sword looks like. Is it worthy of the name 'Kilin Sword'?"
As he spoke, he opened the wooden box, took out a sheathed steel knife, held it with both hands and handed it to Zhang Yun.
He quickly took the sword and took a few steps back to look at it carefully. He saw that the scabbard was made of pure steel and wrapped in animal skin. The top of the knife handle was a lifelike unicorn head. The handle was carved with fine patterns, and there was a flower on it when he held it.
A very comfortable feeling!
He hurriedly grabbed the scabbard with his left hand and the handle with his right hand. The sword came out of the sheath with a "cang clang" sound, and immediately a wave of heat rushed to his face. He gently touched the back of the sword with his hand, and a warmth came from his hand.
I saw fine lin patterns carved on the back of the blue-green blade, and a few fiery red flames about to leap out. The blade was as thin as a cicada's wings, and those who looked at it felt chilled in their hearts!
Zhang Yun flicked his fingers on the back of the sword, and heard a sound like a roar of a dragon or a roar of a tiger. He praised loudly: "What a sword! The Kirin sword is indeed well-deserved!"
Mr. Xiao's face was already blooming with joy at this moment. Hearing Zhang Yun praise the sword was even happier than praising his own son! He didn't forget to say: "Xiao Yun, find an object to test its sharpness!"
Zhang Yun hurriedly walked to the yard, and the two men, Han and Lao, followed him out. He looked around and finally decided to use the big tree for surgery.
He selected a big tree surrounded by one person, and without exerting any internal force, he swung the sword and chopped it down with all his own strength. He felt that the blade was cutting through the tree like tofu, and the tree also fell to the ground as the sword separated from the body.
On the side, the incision is as smooth as a mirror.
On a whim, he used his sword to perform the "Dream-like Sword Technique". The two of them saw branches and leaves flying in the yard, which was dazzling and dizzying!
After a while, Zhang Yun stopped and saw a lot of chopped firewood in the yard, neatly placed, and a pile of leaves like a hill next to it. The ground was as clean as if it had just been swept by a broom!
Seeing this, Mr. Xiao said loudly: "What a great swordsmanship! It's true that a hero comes from a boy!"
Mr. Han couldn't help but laugh: "Yun'er! Why did you use Brother Xiao's 'Qilin Sword' as a woodcutter?"
When Zhang Yun heard this, he couldn't help but touched his head in embarrassment and laughed.
Mr. Han warned him a few more words before letting him leave the Korean medicine shop.
In the following days, Zhang Yun instructed the villagers to practice martial arts in the morning, practiced with the Kirin sword in the afternoon, and adapted the "Rumeng Sword Technique" into sword techniques; in the evening, he practiced shooting techniques with the "Gongshu Shen Crossbow"...
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