Daqin: When I return from sea, I will offer you a map of the world

Chapter 41 You are really good at shooting!
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The return of the first emperor was not very sensational, at least Zhao Si was unaware of it.

Right now, Zhao Si is hunting with Wang Li in the outskirts of Lantian.

Both of them were dressed in vigorous attire, with longbows and quiveres on their backs, and Qin swords on their waists. Wang Li also led two big yellow dogs.

There is also a war horse tied to a tree together with its burden.

Originally, there should have been two war horses, one for each rider...

It's a long story~

Zhao Si had participated in equestrian clubs and ridden horses in his previous life, but he was only at the level of an amateur.

And it is in the case of a series of auxiliary tools such as saddles and stirrups.

But in this life, he would cross the ocean as soon as he crossed the sea, not to mention riding a horse, and even seeing a horse is rare.

After being thrown down twice, Zhao Si obediently rode on the same horse at Wang Li's invitation.

At the beginning of the vows, Zhao Si finally remembered that the Qin Dynasty did not have a saddle, and this thing was officially born after the Qin Dynasty.

"You need to practice your equestrian skills more, or you won't be able to ride with me all the time in the future." Wang Li teased with a smile.

"Who knew there were no horses and saddles?" Zhao Si rolled his eyes.

Without such riding tools as stirrups and saddles, the difficulty of horse riding is really high, especially for a pure novice like Zhao Si.

After falling down a few times, I just lay on the horseback honestly, relying on the strength of my arms and legs so as not to fall off.

"Horse saddle? What is it?" Wang Li asked.

"Small things for riding horses, I'll show you later." Zhao Si didn't bother to explain, so he didn't say much.

Seeing that Zhao Si didn't explain carefully, Wang Li didn't ask any more questions. After getting along for such a period of time, the relationship between the two has become better and better. It is common for them to sleep and eat together.

"By the way, how is your bow skill? Maybe you can use a stone hard bow?" Wang Li asked again.

"When you come out to hunt, you can't control a horse, so you have to rely on bow skills to get something."

"I'm good at archery!" Zhao Si smiled, skillfully drew the bow and set the arrow, easily stretched the bowstring to the full, and then slowly relaxed the bowstring.

After shaking the one-stone hard bow in his hand, Zhao Si said with a little satisfaction: "It's a bit light, I often use three-stone hard bows!"

Thanks to the influence of the halo of uncut jade, Zhao Si's body is far superior to that of ordinary people, and his arms are extremely strong.

With great strength, you have the basic conditions to become an archer.

Unlike the archers who often appear in online games who are not good at hand-to-hand combat and weak in strength, in reality, serious archers are basically strongmen, otherwise they can't draw a hard bow at all and would be a fart archer. Even a qualified archer with a stone-hard bow can put down his longbow, and he is also outstanding in melee combat.

And Zhao Si, who went to sea for eight years, encountered dangers and fights, so that Zhao Si honed a good bow technique. Not too far, it is no exaggeration to say that it is nine out of ten.

She has great strength and good archery skills, this is why Zhao Si is confident in front of Wang Li.

As for using the three-stone hard bow often, it is purely bragging to Wang Li. With overseas conditions, it is impossible to make a three-stone hard bow. However, it is true that Zhao Si is very strong. All the bows he has handled so far cannot allow Zhao Si to perform perfectly. With his superior arm strength, the one-stone hard bow brought by Wang Li still gave Zhao Si a soft feeling.

"Three-stone hard bow?" Wang Li sized Zhao Si up and down suspiciously.

Zhao Sigao is quite tall, according to modern standards, it is nearly 1.9 meters. Taking the situation of the Qin Dynasty as more than 20 centimeters per foot, Zhao Si is properly a man of eight feet.

However, Zhao Si belongs to the type who doesn't look strong or fleshy, and has a relatively well-proportioned figure, so Wang Li shook his head seriously after looking at it: "I don't believe it, I have to barely draw my bow with two stones."

In the Qin Dynasty, one stone was about a hundred catties in modern times, and two stone bows were converted to more than 200 pounds in modern times.

Zhao Si smiled and looked at Wang Li and asked, "Do you still have a bow?"

Wang Li nodded, and Zhao Si didn't make much comparisons, and directly drew the bow. In an instant, the bow became a full moon, and the arm continued to exert force, but the bowstring was forcibly broken.

As for Zhao Si, there was no injury at all, and he didn't even move his arm.

The most terrifying thing about Zhao Si was not that he broke the bowstring of a stone-hard bow, but that the hand that pulled the bowstring hardly moved backwards after the break.

Wang Li was dumbfounded, he muttered for a long time before he opened his mouth and said, "Three Stone Bow, I'm afraid I can't even open the string~"

"I'm lying to you, how can I make a three-stone hard bow with a few heads of rotten garlic under my hand?" Zhao Si said with a smile.

Bows and arrows, the raw materials are flawed.

The prerequisite for playing a three-stone hard bow is that you must have a three-stone hard bow.

With the strength of the current materials, the production conditions for the three-stone hard bow are extremely high, and the quantity is extremely rare. I am afraid that it can be called a magic weapon. Zhao Si has never used a two-stone hard bow, not to mention the three-stone hard bow. It is also common to break the bow body and break the bowstring on the spur of the moment.

"Give me another pair of bows and arrows." Zhao Si said, and Wang Li took a new one-stone hard bow from the horse's back.

This time I went out, I brought a total of four hard bows, two of which are spares, so don’t worry about them being useless.

In order to familiarize himself with the feel of the hand, Zhao Si chose to draw the bow and set the arrow instead of letting the bow string open. Frequent firing of the bow string would hurt the bow and arrow. Zhao Si still knew this truth.

Taking a deep breath, aiming at the big tree in front of him, about thirty or forty steps away, Zhao Si concentrated his mind.

An arrow shot out, stabbing firmly in the middle of the trunk of the big tree.

Then continue to draw the bow and set the arrow, one arrow after another, from the slow frequency at the beginning, with a strange feel, until the last about five seconds, one arrow, stably hitting the target.

After firing more than 20 arrows, Zhao Si only felt that he had regained his touch, so he put down the longbow and laughed.

"It's okay, the hand feels not unfamiliar."

On the other hand, Wang Li was slightly stunned.

How to say Zhao Si's archery is very good, but it is only very good, not so exaggerated that it is unique in the world, and he can barely be called a good archer in front of ordinary people.

But compared with the real sharpshooter, there is still a big gap.

But it is enough to pretend to be aggressive in front of friends.

Because Wang Li's shooting skills are really average.

As Wang Ben commented, low talent, rich background, and a quiver can't save Wang Li's low talent. Wang Li's bow skills can only be regarded as mediocre among his peers.

If not, it would not be necessary to bring two big yellow dogs for hunting, because if he didn't bring these two big yellow dogs, Wang Li would really be able to live a busy day without any prey.

To Wang Li, Zhao Si is like a golden power looking down on black iron.

"How? I didn't lie to you, did I?"

Wang Li nodded, with a bit of disappointment on his face, and said seriously: "You really are good at shooting!"

(End of this chapter)