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017 I have a bold idea

The dispatch of a reconnaissance team after the war is still far away, but the barbarians are already close at hand.

Leonardo wore an ordinary set of armor and mingled with the first line of the city wall. Standing next to him was a smaller knight: "Captain, is it okay for us to just mingle with the first line?"

"Of course it's no problem. What could be the problem?"

"You really don't give orders?"

"Isn't there Beckron in command? There are nine teams in total and I left four of them for him as reserve teams. It's no problem."

The knight covered his forehead.

"Teacher, you are so disrespectful of your duties as a group leader!" A voice as clear as an oriole's, with a hint of annoyance, came from under the mask.

The leader clasped his hands, twisted his head to the side, and said: "Call me leader on the battlefield! Leah, there are many kinds of leaders. I can't be the leader of the Inexhaustible Strategy. The Seventh Knights and others

The Knights are different. We are a mobile force, we are an iron fist of destruction. We want to overwhelm the enemy. Big fists are our most important need. Backlund’s plans have always been good, so I let him take command.

Lead people to execute, and if there are difficulties, we will destroy them. I am at the forefront, I am the flag, I am the edge of the sword! I am the symbol! So I am the leader! "

"Then why are you sneaking around here wearing such an ordinary suit of armor? How can this be a symbol? I think you just sneak up here and want to hit more!"

The leader scratched his chin: "No! I did it for... emmm, of course to prevent the other side from mixing particularly capable people into the charge team to create chaos! That's right! In order to save the battle as soon as possible!"

A knight holding a large shield turned back and said: "Captain, Leah! It's hard for us to feel nervous with you like this! Can you please stop making trouble!"

"Don't look at me, I'm not! Look down below. Look at the kid behind you. He is already trembling with fear from you!"

"Sir, I feel okay now. The shield cart in front of me makes me feel very safe." Polu, who was behind the knight, touched the newly made shield cart.

A few days ago, Palma came to Polu: "Bookworm, how long have you been reading?"

"???I participate in the morning infantry training every day, why do you call me a nerd?"

"Because you spend 8 hours a day reading!"

"..."

Polu was speechless for a moment, and didn't want to reveal that he was practicing meditation. Although he didn't know the learning progress of normal people, but he established the magic induction in a few days, successfully stimulated the magic power, and released the first lighting technique, it must not be normal progress. If it is true,

It's so easy. This world should have been full of legends a long time ago, and high-level ones are not as good as dogs.

"I have an idea that I might need you to help me make something."

"Why don't you go to the teacher? I'm still learning theoretical knowledge and I'm not very good at operations?"

"Hey, this thing is not complicated. I think it's too fussy to ask your teacher. I think you have also made crossbows, so I will check with you first. Come and see, it is just like this, with two tower shields nailed side by side.

On the wooden beam, two wheels are installed next to it so that it can be pushed around and provide some cover for the infantry. It is too cold now and there are not enough manpower. There is no way to repair the fortifications, so I am worried that the soldiers will not have bunkers during the long-range confrontation.

You will suffer a big loss, the stone before was really scary." Palma took out a handkerchief with crooked lines drawn on it with rough brush strokes.

Polu looked at the smooth and bright handkerchief, and his heart twisted: "You actually use such good silk to draw things! And the drawing is so bad!"

"Then do you understand?" Parma was still a little embarrassed. It seemed that he had drawn it himself. Polu looked at Parma's eyes carefully and felt that his concern for the soldiers did not seem to be fake. He should not be fooled.

After he drew his sword and hacked him to death on the spot, he boldly said, "I didn't expect you would actually make such a plan for the frontline soldiers."

Parma's face turned red all of a sudden, and there were beads of sweat on his forehead: "I, we are not that kind of scum! We are the generals who followed the ancestors to establish the country, and those who fought with us were all old brothers. Back then

They fought under the flag of their ancestors, and now their descendants are fighting under our flag. How can we not care about their life and death! You are definitely not talking about our nobles in Casadolia, yes, it must be that gangster Nazwa

Slave owners of the country!"

Palma's reaction surprised Polu. How could he be so simple and incoherent? In Polu's opinion, this test was not very intense or straightforward enough. It was just a beginning. He didn't expect to get such a reaction. He thought he was in a high position.

Parma already has a thick black heart. Unexpectedly, he is still a young man who is full of romantic fantasies of the classic aristocratic spirit and cannot resist teasing. It is interesting. But Parma is so excited, which shows that he is also aware of this phenomenon.

I even feel unable to refute.

"Okay, let's come back to the structure." As expected, Palma was taken away, and his thoughts returned to his trolley.

"I am currently designing a new tactic on the city wall: two soldiers push a small shield cart consisting of two tower shields mounted on a wooden frame to resist the attack of projectiles and provide long-range attack power behind him

There is currently no way to build semi-permanent fortifications to provide cover. Behind the tower shield is a hurler and a crossbowman. During a long-range confrontation, the two shield pushers will help the crossbowmen to wind up. Once the opponent rushes into the range of the gun, the shield pusher will

We will pick up the throwing spears, and the four of us will suppress the close range together. When we really hit the city, everyone will rely on their own abilities. There will also be a knight placed near each tower shield to guard against a forcible surprise attack from the other side. How about that?"

"Just in case, let me ask first, are the current long-range weapons designed for suppression?"

"right."

"Then have you ever thought about shooting a spear as an arrow?"

"???"

"I've made the new thing I told you last time. Come with me."

After Polu took Palma around to the warehouse, a piece of linoleum covered something quite large. Half of its outline could be vaguely seen.

"Come on, uncover it" Bolu said with a look on his face, "I'm looking forward to your next reaction."

Palma hesitated for a moment, then pulled off the felt with a hand. A piece of equipment appeared in front of Pam. One end of the machine was a bow arm, and the other end was a basin-sized handwheel with radial spokes. It had enough power for an ordinary person.

With arms stretched out, such a wide bow arm is embedded in a thick crossbow body. The crossbow body runs through the entire machine. The bow arm is made of dense wood and is about as thick as an arm. The bow string is as thick as a finger and is made of animal tendons.

, the whole bow string even has a crystal beauty.

Palma was a little stunned: "Is this an enlargement of the crossbow you made before?"

"right."

"How's the power?"

"Within 150 meters, ordinary scale armor is vulnerable."

"Doesn't the user still need to have fighting spirit?"

"Yes, wasn't there a barbarian with bone armor on his body before? I shot him with a crossbow, and he was bounced away. Do you remember? After being bounced away, I was very unconvinced. Later, the man in front of you had a bone armor on his body.

I shot through all the horned monsters with one arrow, but I still couldn't stop him. At that time, I had been thinking about making something that even ordinary people like me could use and that could pose a threat to these monsters. This

, it should be fine.”

Bolu pulled out a wooden stake covered with scale armor from the corner: "Look, the holes on this wooden stake were shot by this machine."

Palma got closer to the wooden pile and carefully observed the armor that was stretched due to the strong kinetic energy, then became thinner and finally broke, turning into an armor that cracked inward, forming a hole as big as a fist. He also touched the armor that was caused by the wall penetrating the wooden pile.

The torn fibers on the cracks made me shudder: "What is the name of this machine?"

"Bed Crossbow."

"How to use it?"

"Come on, let's go to the back where no one is around."

Bolu walked behind the crossbow: "Don't be dazed, come and help me."

The bed crossbow was placed on a simple bracket with two wheels. The end of the crossbow could be lifted up. Because the center of gravity was on the wheels, the two of them did not find it very strenuous to lift it up: "Come on, let's push it behind the wall. Then

There is no one around to test fire."

Palma pushed the bed crossbow without saying a word. He didn't know what he was thinking. When he arrived at the place, he watched Polu arrange the target and unfold the bed crossbow. He didn't come back to his senses until Polu called him: "Hey,

Don't be in a daze, come and help me transfer this."

"Just pull the handle in this direction."

Palma silently turned the round handle, there was a little resistance, but it was not very difficult. When turning, he heard something banging next to the wheel axis. "This is the sound of a one-way ratchet. If you let go now, the handle will not turn."

." Bolu smiled and said, "Come and continue."

A thick rope coiled around the axle was gradually tightened, and the bowstring was pulled into a toothed clasp. There was a click. At this time, Polu released the handle and stepped on a pedal: "Okay, you can give it away.

It's over." Parma let go of the handle and ratcheted

Sure enough, the rotation of the handle stopped. Boru stepped down on the pedal hard and the ratchet was released. However, at this time, the elastic force of the bow string had been transferred to the buckle teeth, and the rope became loose. He took off the rope and string hook and squinted his eyes to fiddle with it.

: "Okay, aim."

Next, put a throwing gun into the groove on the crossbow body, and the notch at the tail end is stuck into the bow string between the double-toothed buckles. Then take off the rope sheath tied to a joystick in the opposite direction: "Unlock the safety, turn in this direction

Pull this pole and the spear will be launched. Don't you try it?"


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