Daqin: At the beginning, he revealed that he was a traverser, and Ying Zheng was paralyzed

Even during the Seven Kingdoms struggle for hegemony, this iron tire bow is a first-class treasure, worth thousands of gold.

Unexpectedly, it fell into the hands of the Huns.

"Where are the strings?"

Starting with familiar weapons, Yi Zhixie's whole temperament is different.

He stroked the bumpy spots on the back of his bow, as if he was touching his beloved woman.

The head of the village gave a fierce look, and then went back to find the bowstring and long arrows for this strong bow.

Yi Zhixie warmed the string in her arms for a while, and then skillfully installed it.

"Hey!"

He exerted strength with both arms at the same time, and with a loud shout, he pulled the strong bow like a full moon.

"Hey!"

"Hey!"

Yi Zhixie pulled it three times in a row, but she didn't feel tired at all, but her face flushed with excitement.

The Huns cheered excitedly, forgetting their own situation, and cheering for Qin Bing with all their might, regardless of Qin Bing's threat.

Yi Zhi limped towards Chen Qing with her strong bow in her hand.

"This bow is called Sunset, and it is an eight-stone strong bow made by a famous craftsman in the Zhao Kingdom."

There was an indescribable complex meaning in his tone.

"Are you a remnant of the Zhao Kingdom?"

"Or have Zhao people's blood?"

Chen Qing stared at him and asked.

Yi Zhi smiled sideways but didn't answer, she just asked, "I don't know where your bow is? If you don't have a weapon in hand, I can borrow it from you."

"Ah."

"It's no use."

"There is my bow."

Chen Qing pointed to the cannon car, and became more interested in Yi Zhixie.

Whether it is from Qin or Zhao, they are of Chinese blood after all, and they are considered half of their own.

It would be a pity to let him dig coal.

Yi Zhixie looked at the cannon carriage suspiciously, unable to figure out how this thing could be called a bow.

but it does not matter.

With his superb archery skills, he is confident that he will not be defeated by anyone.

"Let's limit it to half an hour."

"Whoever shoots down more birds wins."

"how?"

Chen Qing glanced at him sideways and said.

Yi Zhixie nodded slightly, and said worriedly: "You must not go back on your word."

"I'm afraid it will be you who will regret it."

Chen Qing sneered.

Yi Zhixie snorted coldly, and walked to a mound with a better view with the sunset bow in hand.

Fusu shook his head, and ordered someone to find a clepsydra.

Its principle is basically exactly the same as that of an hourglass, except that sand is replaced by water.

It was freezing cold, and the soldiers who kept it kept it in their arms so that it would not freeze.

Fortunately, the competition time is only half a quarter of an hour, so it shouldn't freeze.

Fusu observed the scale on the pole, and swung his arm vigorously: "Shi!"

Yi Zhixie looked around a long time ago, stretched his bow and set his arrows in the blink of an eye, and shot towards the predetermined target.

call out!

A sharp sword pierced through the air, and the partridge, which was sheltering from the wind and cold on the tree branch in the distance, fell to the sound and fell to the snow with a thud.

The Huns immediately cheered and shouted presumptuously as if they had won a battle.

call out!

call out!

call out!

Yi Zhi's squinting eyes were as sharp as an eagle's, and he fired three arrows in a row, without missing a single shot.

The Huns yelled excitedly, and the sky boiled.

however……

With the continuous ringing of the bowstring, even the dullest birds sensed the danger, and they fluttered their wings and flew high, looking for a foothold.

Yi Zhixie breathed a sigh of relief, and fired five arrows at the fastest speed.

Except for one arrow that missed, all the others hit.

Almost all the birds around him flew away, and he looked disappointed, and only then did he have the heart to observe the situation on Chen Qing's side.

"Chen Shaofu, if you don't hurry up, half a quarter of an hour will pass."

Chen Qing was not in a hurry, and was still making friends with the old man, but Xiangli Xi was in a hurry.

Seeing him loading gunpowder and lead sand in a calm manner, and still chattering gossip, Xiang Lixi, who has always been calm, couldn't help urging.

"It's fine."

"He let him go wild, the breeze blows the hills. He lets him go, and the moon shines on the river."

To be on the safe side, Chen Qing only stuffed three catties of gunpowder, but more than ten catties of lead sand.

"Sir, are you ready?"

Fusu was also in a hurry.

He saw that the principle of the artillery was roughly the same as that of the Five Thor Machines.

But Yi Zhixie scared away the nearby birds, no matter how powerful the cannon is, it might not be able to do anything, right?

"Your Highness, take two steps back."

"I'm going to light a fire."

Chen Qing took the torches that had been prepared from the hands of the people around him.

"Mr. Xiangli, it's cold, why don't we have sparrow hotpot tonight?"

He asked with a smile.

Xianglixi was noncommittal, and urged: "Light it up."

Yi Zhixie had nothing to shoot at, and stared at Chen Qing's actions intently.

He had a vague feeling that the power of that thing must be extremely powerful.

"My bow is called the Xianyang Cannon, and it weighs [-] catties."

"Look at it."

Chen Qing quickly put the torch on the lead rope, and when it was burning, he immediately picked up a stone and threw it towards the woods not far away.

"Roar!"

He roared with all his strength, and countless greedy sparrows finally gave up the food on the ground and flew up in panic.

Yizhi shot obliquely at big birds such as partridges and golden pheasants, but he never shot an arrow at sparrows that were smaller than a palm.

He probably also knew that in the severe cold of winter, people's reaction speed and sensitivity would decrease, and he might not hit it even if he shot it.

wow~

Hundreds of sparrows flew over the treetops, bringing more birds hidden in the woods and fleeing in panic.

Boom~!

There was an earth-shattering explosion that shook the ground three times.

On the nearby treetops, snow fell rustlingly.

Driven by gunpowder, numerous lead sands were shot out from the gun bore.

In the blink of an eye, the flock of sparrows seemed to be blocked by an invisible net, and fell down like crackling rain.

Chen Qing had been prepared for a long time and supported Fusu's arm. The others were not so lucky.

When the Huns heard the familiar explosion, they instantly went mad and screamed in horror.

Some squatted on the ground, holding their heads in their hands and shivering.

Some roared wildly and ran towards Qin Bing's sword and gun regardless.

Others knelt on the ground, praying for God's blessing.

Yi Zhi shrank her body sideways, her only good leg was trembling constantly, as if she was about to be blown down by the wind at any moment.

He looked at the direction where the sparrow fell, and his heart gradually became cold.

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Smoke filled the air.

A choking smell of gunpowder filled his nostrils, and Fusu couldn't help coughing twice.

His ears were buzzing, but he didn't care about his physical discomfort. He turned his head and stared blankly at the cannon that was emitting green smoke.

It's hard to imagine that it would make such a big noise!

This is many times stronger than the Five Thunder God Machine!

All the soldiers of Daqin also looked worried, including Xianglixi himself.

Almost all of his free time is spent polishing the barrel of this cannon. He has touched it countless times with his own hands, but he never expected it to be so powerful!

"Has the time come yet?"

"Do you want me to shoot again?"

Chen Qing tilted his head earlier and blocked one ear with one hand.

Apart from being shocked and blood surging, there was nothing serious.

He shook his head and asked the head of the village next to the clepsydra.

"Hey!"

"Talking to you, is it half a quarter of an hour?"

The head of the village didn't know whether he had lost his hearing due to the shock, or he hadn't recovered, and stood there in a daze without any response.

Chen Qing took a few steps forward and patted him on the shoulder, which shocked the head of the village.

"My lord, oh."

He came back to his senses and carefully glanced at the pole in the clepsydra.

"It's a little bit closer, it's almost here."

Chen Qing turned his head and looked at Yi Zhixie.

"Wu Na barbarian, there is still some time, do you want to shoot a few more arrows?"

"Otherwise, you might lose..."

Yi Zhixie's expression was stiff, unable to speak for a long time.