Chapter 244: Need a Steel Arm Crossbow

It’s a new day and the children’s training is as usual.

Because of yesterday’s training, the girls practicing bows were extra careful, but the woods were filled with the sound of arrows flying past, and the tree trunks used as targets were quickly filled with arrows. arrow.

They still use ordinary oak bows, and these bows have not been specially processed, and even the drying process of baking may not be done properly.

Rurik is not a bow maker, so he doesn’t understand the details.

He only understands the core of the bow, which is that the deformation of the bow arm stores energy, and the energy is instantly transformed into the kinetic energy of the arrow. Ultimately this is a question of math and physics. The Ross tribe obviously has the right material to replace oak as the bow arm.

The girls holding bows squinted their left eyes and shot at the target twenty steps away, almost relying on their feelings.

This is a very close distance, but for beginners, it is not easy to hit such a close tree trunk.

This is the case with traditional single-body bows, which do not have a real aiming mechanism. Completely different from the various equipment and modern aiming mechanisms on modern compound bows, the use of ancient single bows completely relies on the shooter's feeling.

After shooting tens of thousands of arrows, the archer has become one with the bow. There is almost no need to aim when shooting arrows. The archer can penetrate a poplar from a hundred meters.

Existences like Li Guang can be described as gods. Rurik never expected that some of his men would have such strength.

The girls were shooting arrows there, and the boys continued to fight one-on-one.

These days, Rurik is also learning swordsmanship from Jevro.

He studies hard just to become a master in battle. He knew that what Yevluo taught was exactly the art of killing. To describe it in one word, it was swiftness. There is no procrastination, no fancy tricks, the emphasis is on blocking with the shield and killing the enemy with the sword at the same time.

Jevro has taught more than ten kinds of sword and shield tactics, and demonstrated some strange movements.

It is said that these can be used in battle. As for flexibly responding to different enemies, this requires a lot of practice.

But Rurik currently has a big problem!

Jevro discovered it with keen eyes.

The linen lining was already soaked with sweat. Rurik was panting and paused his separate training with Fisk.

"Rurik? Is this enough? You have continued to insist." Yevro pretended to be displeased.

"Let's stop here, I'm still a child." Rurik said breathlessly, and then asked Fisk to find another opponent for training.

He approached the fallen dead tree trunk, sat directly on it, and filled up the glass bottle with water in his hand.

"Haha, people over there never imagined that the Russians have more and more glassware in their lives, and they are so luxurious that they use glass pots."

"Yevlo ? You..." Rurik raised his headHead, looking at the young man approaching.

Jevro sat down casually and said casually: "My master, if you want to become a real warrior, you need to train harder."

"I understand."

"No! You don't understand. Forgive me, I have something to tell you."

"Go ahead." Rurik said casually.

"Yes." Yevlo didn't like Rurik's perfunctory attitude. Considering his own responsibilities, he became bold: "Rurik, you are still too kind. I can't see it. Your ferocity makes your training more like a game. Are you afraid of hurting your training partners, or..."

Rurik immediately raised his head and asked displeasedly." Is there anything else you want to say?"

"My master, I only hope that you will be more fierce, because your enemies will always be fierce, and please do your best in future training. Swing your sword."

"That's it? I feel like I've tried too hard."

"Forgive me for being bold, maybe you kill one with your own hands. Man, you have become fierce. Listen, a warrior must grow in this way." Hearing this, Rurik almost spit out the water he just drank.

"Killing? Why?! To kill the enemy? I...you expect me to go to the battlefield now?"

"Are you afraid?!"

"I...I'm not afraid."

"No! I saw you were afraid. It was always like this in the beginning, and you will get used to it later." Suddenly, Yevlo turned his head and said fiercely Staring at Rurik: "I would rather teach you bravery than teach you swordsmanship. Since you want to be the leader, sooner or later you will lead your tribe to participate in the war. You actually hesitated!"

Rurik did hesitate. He didn't want to be the one to kill, but given the modern situation, it seemed that there was no possibility for the Ross tribe to survive alone.

"Kill the enemy? I am still too young. To kill a deer, I have to go through a psychological struggle before taking the knife. Am I destined to be violent?" Ruik held tight to the words in his heart. Press tightly.

It seems that when I participate in fighting training again tomorrow, I will be more ruthless.

Would Fisker be shocked by this?

Rurik didn’t want to talk about killing enemies for the time being. Although he knew that the best way to establish his authority was through military exploits, it would still take many years before he could grow up enough to participate in the war.

Yevlo mentioned another thing in passing: "Fraser has instructed people to make new bows. Because of what happened yesterday, the new bows may be of higher quality."

"That's good news." Rurik breathed a sigh of relief, and the topic finally became lighter.

"There is one more thing." Yevluo's tone became gentle: "Your attitude towards the servants... is really amazing. I heard that the girls yesterday were all your first Servant. Is it all because of this?"

"I am too kind to them!”

“Isn’t it? I feel like you mean to take them all as wives? Oh, you are their master, you have this power. This is also a good thing for them. "

Rurik was not shy, and his calm face seemed to tell Yevlo that all his speculations were true.

Rurik said lightly: "Maybe. After all, they were gifts from my father, not the other girls. "

"Or continue to train them to use bows? ”

“What if? Do you still expect them to learn your sword skills? "Rurik asked back.

Jevro shrugged: "Hey, it's also good to learn more. That girl, is her injury okay? ”

“Of course. Her wound is not serious. I have given her the medicine and everything will be fine. "

"I'm sorry about this. Rurik, you should know that every piece of oak will crack sooner or later if you keep bending it. Bows are what they are, so don't be too surprised if your new bow ends up damaged. "

"Huh? Rurik immediately became sensitive: "Are you complaining to Gould?" "

"No! I didn't mean that. I just..."

"Forget it. Rurik shrugged: "I have something I plan to show you." "

After that, with the sound of sharp metal friction, Rurik pulled out his bright white steel sword and thrust it into the dead branch beside him.

" Jevro, you hold this sword and you can try to break it or deform it. "

"Master, you..."

"Do you think I am making things difficult? Rurik ordered: "Do as I say. If the sword is damaged, I will not blame you." If you don't do it, I will be angry. ”

Jevlo really didn’t know what the kid wanted to do, so in desperation, he had to pick up Rurik’s precious sword.

Speaking of which, Jevlo All I know is that the Russians began to equip a "hard sword" that could cut through iron swords. Rurik had the most gorgeous hard sword.

Do you want to bend it?

The blade of the sword punched into the tree trunk while holding the hilt. Flo intended to use his own strength to bend the blade permanently, so as to fulfill his master.

The blade did become bent, but what happened to the strong rebound force. ?

Jevro’s eyes widened, and from the corner of his eyes he saw Rurik smiling with his hands folded. He had used all his strength, and the blade was already bent sharply, but inside. There was clearly a big problem.

Jevro relaxed his strength, and the bent sword instantly returned to its original shape.

In shock, he clenched the dagger and swung it. , he carefully held the back of the sword between his fingers and pointed the tip of the sword towards his eyes.

Because of the excitement.Moving, Yevro's hand kept shaking, "It's... it's incredible. The blade is still in a straight line."

At this moment, Rurik looked confident. "Of course. Yevluo, do you understand?"

"Understood? What do I understand?" Yevluo put away his sword with a look of doubt on his face.

“Didn’t you feel the power just now? With this sword, you can bend it with all your strength. When you give up your strength, it becomes straight again. Don’t you think it’s the same as making a bow? The oak is somewhat similar."

"Huh? Are you planning to..."

Through Jevro's experienced eyes, Rurik understood that this person had understood his intention. .

"At least I don't have to worry about a hard sword breaking. I'll make a brand new weapon out of it soon, and my girls will be the first to use it. When I succeed, don't be too Shocked."

"Really? I'll wait and see."

To be honest, what Yevro wants is to use the elasticity of the sword to make a special bow. It is another special version of the "hard sword".

The morning training is finally over. Due to the increased training intensity of both boys and girls, by lunch time, they are all hungry wolves.

As coaches, Javlo and Frazier received better meals as a reward.

Looking at the barbecue and bread in front of him, Yevlo couldn't help but think of what Rurik said before leaving: "Sooner or later, I will make you a good sword, a flexible one that cannot be broken." , a good sword that can easily cut through ordinary swords.”

It’s really exciting to think about it.

When it comes to making tools, Rurik’s mobility is always unparalleled.

He changed into a set of clothes after eating, and naturally someone washed the sweaty clothes he took off.

The washer is Rumia. It is her responsibility to wash the master's clothes, and she also particularly enjoys this "benefits". For now, among all the maids, she is the one who has the closest relationship with Rurik.

Especially now. Rurik had to sleep with his mother every day to relieve her mother's emptiness. Besides, it is so normal for a mother to hug her **-year-old son to sleep. Rurik's own bed was temporarily occupied by Rumia.

Rumia felt that she was already doing some things that only wives do. She really wanted to upgrade her status and guard Rurik as her backer. To consolidate their position in the Ross tribe.

After changing his clothes, Rurik went straight to the blacksmith shop.

Now that things have happened, all the previous assumptions about crossbows are finally coming into practice.

In fact, Rurik had thought of the possibility since blacksmith Klavasen made the first steel sword.

Even making a crossbow itself was included in the plan, but he did not expect that the plan would be implemented so quickly.

Go as Rurik, there is not even a follower around. And as usual, he was walking in the streets of the tribe, and everyone who saw him paid him respect.

He trotted away and arrived at the tinkling blacksmith shop.

"Oh! Rurik, you're here again. It's not the day to collect money today." Klavasen said cheerfully, and by the way, he ordered Kamne who was monitoring the still to come out and give it to the owner. kneel.

Rurik ordered Kamne, who was half-kneeling, to stand up and stand obediently. Then, his eyes saw the smoldering carburized sword embryo in the furnace, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

Because the sword embryo is completely a piece of low carbon steel that has been processed to be very flat and straight!

"Klavathan, I won't talk nonsense. I'm here just to announce one thing. I have a new plan. I want to make a new type of weapon, and you must help me complete it. "

"Huh? Okay." The thing happened too suddenly, Klavason agreed quickly, but he was conflicted in his heart. There was no other reason for the resistance. The best labor force, Kawei, took his wife to visit relatives. The blacksmith shop still had a large number of orders to make, and the young Kamnier could not be expected to work hard at the moment. Klavason felt sorry for his old bones and had no choice but to continue fighting.

The old blacksmith wiped the sweat from his face with water, and then used soap skillfully to wash his dirty hands.

He asked his wife in the inner hall to bring a pot of cool autumn chrysanthemum water and pour it into the prepared glass.

"Rurik, let's talk over a drink."

"Okay." Rurik drank a cup of chrysanthemum tea with great interest, and the taste in his mouth made him feel To a strange familiarity.

Rurik has always positioned himself as an engineer. When it comes to making mechanical equipment, he feels that if he were not restricted by this small body, he would have started it himself.

The three of them sat on the ground, with a clean wooden board placed between them.

Rurik didn’t care about being dirty. He held a piece of charcoal slightly cut with a dagger and used it as a carbon pencil to draw pictures, and he explained in detail.

"I want a processed sword embryo. I want you to make it into an arc shape and beat the two end points into two rings."

"I You need to make special wooden components like this."

"I need you to cast these parts in bronze."

"I also need you to make a special kind of arrow."< /p>

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With Rurik's explanation, Klavasen, a senior blacksmith, finally came out of complete confusion and gradually understood a little bit about what Rurik probably wanted to make. What.

It was impossible for Klavasen to think of something he had never seen before. The only thing he could think of was that this thing might be very similar to a bow. At least, it has the same purpose as a bow, which is to shoot arrows to hit prey.

It’s just that Rurik’s idea is too incredible.

"Rurik, are you serious? No need to sharpenA steel sword for a bow arm? Is this possible? "

"Don't look at me suspiciously! Rurik asked with a dull face: "Klavason, don't you have a ready-made steel sword here?" You take a handful and bend it hard. I have to say, I can't find anything with more stretch at the moment. Besides, do you believe that the steel sword you made will break? "

This rhetorical question amused Klavasen, because this old guy must perform a "factory test" on each completed steel sword, which is the so-called attempt to permanently bend it. Because ordinary iron swords , after bending it, you can only use a hammer to smash it into its original shape. There seems to be no "permanent bending" of the bent steel sword.

"Let's start. Rurik! I'm not a bowmaker, and it's an honor for you to look up to me. Well, you know give it a name. "Klavasen asked sincerely.

Rurik, who was sitting on the ground, blurted out without even thinking: "Just call it korsboge. ”

The so-called korsboge is a compound word of two words in Norse, which is actually crossbow, that is, crossbow.

After all, when Europeans first came into contact with and used crossbows, they had to It was not until the 12th century that the large-scale use of steel crossbows began in the 14th century.

For Europeans, this thing is a kind of bow placed horizontally on a wooden support. "Staggered bow".

It is a bow but not a bow. The emergence of Rurik made this type of weapon appear prematurely in Europe. And as soon as it appeared, it bypassed the purely wooden version. It appeared directly as a "steel-armed crossbow"

Rurik believed that it was extremely powerful and could even bring complete innovation to the Ross tribe's combat mode.

But no one in the world has imagined that such a weapon can exist. Until it can be produced and its powerful destructive power can be proven, everything is unknown.

Klavason is happy to satisfy his sponsor. , the new needs of the future leader, he also continued to say sincerely: "A staggered bow? A fitting name, but I've never seen it. Rurik, perhaps only you can help me personally. I hope you can personally guide me when I make it. ”

“Of course! I will also help you personally. I have to tell you that the weapons you will make are supposed to be Asgardian weapons. I have also received revelation from Valhalla that God has given us the permission of the Ross tribe to make Asgardian weapons in the mortal world. Look, Thor supports it too. ”

“Oh! Is it actually God’s will? I have to finish it seriously. "

Rurik's blabbering words couldn't help but make Klavasen a little suspicious. Then he thought about it, who dares to say that Rurik today is not a child who has truly received Odin's favor? He must have received favors from Thor and Frey, and it was Freya who asked him to treat the children properly.

In short, this child proved his success with his tried and true tone. The requirement isReasonable, urgent, and bound to succeed.

At least Rurik never experienced failure, so Klavason took off his linen shirt, put on a leather apron to prevent burns, suspended the work of making steel swords, and began to follow Rurik's requirements. , took the lead in making crossbow arms.

The so-called bow arm is a sword embryo that is about seventy centimeters long and has been processed to a thickness of less than nine millimeters.

As the flat and hot heat penetrated enough carbon elements, the sword embryo that turned into a low-carbon steel bar was gradually hammered into a slight crescent shape, creating an experimental steel-arm crossbow. The work officially begins!

As for Rurik, he should have indulged in military training and cultivated his body in the afternoon, but now he has found another extremely exciting job.

Rurik, he had already imagined the future Ross army, with a large number of long-range weapons. Before the enemy army could rush to his side, he was hit hard by the powerful steel-armed crossbow. The arrow penetrated the shield and the body.

Faced with the inexplicable huge casualties, the enemy dropped their fallen comrades in shock and fled.

The so-called battle ended with the complete victory of the Russians before the two armies fought at close range.

Because of this intense excitement, Rurik even forgot about his current fear of killing. But there is such a person who claims to be not so keen on violence, but he is happily developing the most violent long-range weapon in Europe in this time and space. The contradiction here is really hard to explain.