Apocalyptic Dragonborn Lord

Chapter 46 The Prototype Bow

"Is there a bowmaker here?" Stannis asked. He had found the raw material, and now it only needed a pair of skillful hands to fashion it into the ideal longbow.

Everyone shook their heads, because most of these farmers' bows were homemade.

"This is tricky." He felt a little troubled, because he knew that a single-piece longbow is not just about cutting a stick as a bow, and then tying a thin thread to shoot people.In order to maximize the effectiveness of the material, the proportion of the two kinds of wood materials needs to be extremely precise, the change of the thickness of the bow arm, and even the degree of relaxation of the bowstring need to be carefully modulated.

This kind of delicate work is beyond the grasp of the group of big men with thick fingers like lotus root joints.

"What about the carpenter?" Stannis probed with the mood of treating a dead horse as a living horse doctor.

"Boss, after you said that, I thought of someone again." Robert always needed to think of someone at the buzzer.

"Who?" He asked impatiently.

"An elderly carpenter, Wood or something, who lives next to your castle."

"Quick, take me there!" Stannis pulled him away from the barracks.

Soon, he and his staff arrived at the carpenter's house.

The old carpenter, who was almost in his 60s, was packing up his things and preparing to leave to join his daughter who was married to the outskirts of the capital.

"Can you make a bow?" Stannis asked directly.

"Yes, of course, my lord, I was a good bow maker when I was young." The old man said cheerfully, and he was packing the tools he had used all his life into the wooden box.

It really didn't take much effort, Stannis was overjoyed, "Then I want you to stay and help me make the bow, the price is negotiable."

Unexpectedly, the carpenter refused straight away, "My lord, I am too old to work. I have finally lived to this age, and I should be free and free. It just so happens that my daughter sent me a letter asking me to take my grandson with me, so you should appreciate it." .”

Stannis rubbed his chin, and he said in a very understanding way: "Old man, I understand your desire to enjoy family happiness... Korodov, drag him to the river and chop him up, I'm dizzy with blood. "

"My lord, my lord, please forgive me! I didn't do anything wrong!" Wood begged for mercy.

"As the lord, I asked you to do something and I pushed back and forth. Do you think you owe it!" Stannis said sharply.

The carpenter cried, "Sir, I will do it, can I do it?"

Just wait for your words!Stannis turned and motioned for his men to bring in a large piece of wood, the torso of a seasoned green cedar.

"I order you to make me a perfect longbow within a month. It is made of this kind of tree, and the pulling force must reach at least 120 pounds! I don't care about the shape, workmanship, and wood ratio. If you can't make it, don't blame me. Turn your face and be merciless!"

"In fact, three days are enough, my lord, I will try my best!" Wood agreed without hesitation, and it seemed that making a 120-pound strong bow was not a problem for him.

three days later.

A longbow nearly a man's height was presented to Stannis.

It was the first time he saw a real longbow, and he obviously couldn't put it down. This kind of powerful bow and arrow is as handsome as in the video, and it seems that the shape of the bow in the fantasy world has not changed much.

He pulled the bowstring, and it felt tight.

"Kanye, come and try this bow." Stannis greeted.

The bow and arrow instructor came over, stroked, observed, and adjusted the bow very carefully. After a long time, he said, "Yes, it is a good bow. I estimate it can reach 180 pounds, but how far it can be shot and how accurate is it? Test it yourself."

The prototype of this bow is so powerful!Well, even the mass-produced model with a simple configuration is estimated to be more than 150 pounds. Now the remaining question is whether his group can pull it?

"Boss, do you want to try?" Robert said maliciously.

"Just try it!" Although he knew that he would make a fool of himself, Stannis also wanted to try the feeling of fully drawing his bow and pretending to be a marksman.

"By the way, find me a pair of gloves." He always had the shadow that he might cut off his fingers when he released the bowstring.

Soon, Stannis, wearing gloves, appeared on the shooting range with a longbow, and a group of people gathered there to watch.

He took a deep breath, imitating how in the movie he held the bow with his left hand and drew the string with his right hand, but with all his strength, he only drew half of it.

Kanye on the side couldn't stand it, this guy obviously can't make a bow!
He stepped forward and helped Stannis adjust his posture.

"My lord, drawing the bow does not depend entirely on the strength of the arms, but more importantly, the strength of the waist. You have to start exerting force from the soles of your feet and then transmit it all the way to your lower back."

After adjusting, Stannis felt his ass stick out completely.

But don't say, this posture is combined with the method Kanye said, and Stannis really fully stretched the longbow.

The people around all exclaimed. After all, no matter how skilled they are, pulling such a heavy longbow is not something ordinary people can do.

"As expected of the son of the dragon, born with supernatural power!" Robert exclaimed.

But the one who is most proud is Stannis. He never thought that he would be so powerful. He grew from a weak nerd to a tough guy who can draw a strong bow. The distance between them only needs to be crossed.

Then, he let go of his hand proudly.

The bow and arrow still stayed in the air, but he flew straight out by himself.

"This thing is too powerful." After falling into the mud with a dog, Stannis began to understand why the cavaliers' settings included the fact that they could not use long-range weapons.

Robert stepped forward to help him up, and Stannis patted the ashes on his body. Instead of becoming angry, he felt a little happy.

For such a mighty bow falling into the hands of his men was a sign of woe to his enemies.

Next, is to test the specific parameters of the longbow.

Of course, this time the user was replaced by Kanye.

Stannis found a scarecrow and put a layer of iron on it as armor. This is the dummy for him to experiment with the power of the longbow.

But he still felt that something was missing, "I feel that there is something wrong with this dummy."

At this time, Korodov stepped up, put a sack on the scarecrow's head, drew a squat expression, and wrote the name of 'Robert' on the front of the iron sheet.

"Don't say it, it's more emotional." Stannis deeply agreed.

"Why write my name!" Carrot protested.

"Can it be more realistic?" Stannis encouraged his subordinates to make persistent efforts.

At this moment, Bachelor Romon walked out again tremblingly, and he drew a little dick on the scarecrow's crotch.

Everyone didn't expect this old man with a steady face to have such a trick, and they all laughed.

Except for the only displeased Robert, "I said old Romon, you are already old, why are you still so disrespectful."

"Okay, okay, stop playing, Carrot, you and I carry this dummy to the grass. Kanye, is 300 meters enough?"

The black man gave him a yes gesture.

"Then let's start."

(End of this chapter)