Chapter 13 Bows and Arrows

Two days before the Kirk War, in the Mu tribe.

The people put down their labor tools, looked at them with respect and admiration, and bowed to their patriarch Mu. At the same time, they were curious about Gu Xinghe standing beside Mu and didn't know where he was.

And a few people who knew the identity of Gu Xinghe couldn't stop their shock. They didn't know what method he used to make the patriarch who had always been a slave walk side by side with him.

Gu Xinghe ignored the people around him at this time. He moved forward with the pace of Gu Xinghe, and his heart was full of anxiety and expectation, while Gu Xinghe arched his hand and greeted everyone. Suddenly, he caught a glimpse of the clouds and smoke standing not far away, nodded gently, and a trace of danger appeared on his face. Seeing the clouds and smoke slowly leave. After that, Gu Xinghe calmed down and walked further and further away from Mu, and gradually walked into a rare wild forest.

Although it is still within the cottage of the Mu tribe, few people come, so there are many wild animals active, but most of them are not big. If the clan wants to hunt large wild animals, they can only go outside the cottage and gain something in the dangerous plain.

Mu didn't know what Gu Xinghe brought him here and wanted to show him, so he said, "I don't know what advice Mr. has brought me here?"

This sentence is that thousands of years ago, he once entered the patriarch of a large tribe and asked what a wise man said, but now he has copied it. Obviously, he attaches great importance to the ancient Xinghe, otherwise he would not have been so careful.

However, when he saw Gu Xinghe take out the Yishui long sword behind him, Huo Ran pulled it out. The body of the sword reflected the sunlight in the sky and pierced it straight into Mu's eyes. Instead, he frighted him and said loudly, "What is this?"

Gu Xinghe did not answer, but gently stroked the long sword in his hand, sighed in his heart, and then cut a sword on the bamboo the size of a fist beside him, "Wwow!" With a sound, a thick bamboo as high as seven or eight feet burst to the end.

Mu Lianlian stepped back a few steps and carefully stared at the supreme weapon in Gu Xinghe's hand. After a moment, Fang said slowly, "If it were our warrior, everyone could have such a sharp weapon. It is not impossible to flatten the plain."

Gu Xinghe shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm afraid that such a thing will do its best in the plains, and I'm afraid it can't make a few things."

Yishui Long Sword is the supreme weapon of the Huang clan, which is the power of the human tribes in the Great Plains. I'm afraid that it can't be made even a little bit. However, if you say so, it will make Mu suspicious of the identity of the ancient Xinghe, and according to the words of the ancient Xinghe, it can only make it more confusing.

While guessing the true identity of Gu Xinghe, Mu shook his head and said, "It's really a pity, but I don't know what the way Mr. said is?"

Gu Xinghe slowly put down the long sword in his hand, but did not let go. He only let the tip of the sword insert into the bamboo body, and then said with a smile, "I'm going to design a weapon that has never appeared in the plain. Please watch it carefully."

After saying that, he ignored Mu's look, picked up the long sword in his hand, slamed two swords, cut off a section of the thickness of the forearm from the bamboo, and then practiced two swords and split it out four pieces.

Under Mu's gaze, Gu Xinghe took out one of the four bamboo pieces, raised the sharp sword in his hand, cut out a slot at both ends, and then took out a cow tendon specially carried with him, so that he tried to bend the thick bamboo pieces, but after all, his body was not strong enough, so he could only look at Mu and shake his head and smile bitterly.

At the sign of Gu Xinghe, Mu held both ends of the bamboo piece with both hands and made it collapse to the middle. When the bamboo piece was bent to a certain extent, Gu Xinghe shouted: "Stop!"

Therefore, Mu maintained the posture of half squatting and bending the ends of the bamboo pieces. He opened his eyes and watched Gu Xinghe walk with the long sword step by step. Then, when he was full of alert, he saw Gu Xinghe raise the sword in his hand, then gently inserted it behind his waist, picked up the cow tendon from the ground and tied it tightly on the slots at both ends of the bamboo pieces. .

At the sign of Gu Xinghe, Mu vigilancely let go of both ends of the bamboo in his hand, but saw that the beef tendons tied to both ends of the bamboo immediately tightened, and a simple primitive bow was formed in Mu's hand.

However, the chief of the primitive tribe does not understand what kind of bloody storm can be caused by the threat of this simple weapon in future tribal wars.

Gu Xinghe reached out to catch the bamboo bow, then put it in one place, pulled out the long sword from his waist, selected one of the remaining three bamboo pieces, split a small finger-thin with a long sword, and then cut out a sharp and sharp long tip with a long sword, a simple arrow, which was also formed.

Gu Xinghe picked up the bamboo bow on the ground, put the long arrow in his hand on the bowstring, and shook Mu a few steps away. She was shocked, but she saw that Gu Xinghe was just a gentle pause, and the tip of the arrow was already pointing at a hare in the bamboo forest.

The hare was also very bold. When it saw two strangers near here, it did not leave immediately. It just jumped in the woods looking for food, completely as if they were nothing.

Gu Xinghe's injury has not recovered, especially the injury on his right shoulder. At this time, his right hand has no strength at all. He barely pulled the bamboo bow to half a bend, and he could no longer use more strength, so he had no choice but to let go.

In Mu's surprised and horrible eyes, the long arrow in Gu Xinghe's hand was like lightning running in the wind, but it instantly inserted into the hare's body. The little hare had no time to struggle and was dead!

"What a powerful weapon!" Mu's face was shocked and seemed to have seen that his clans held such a sharp weapon in their hands, and then were invincible in the tribal war, killing countless enemies, transporting countless wealth, slaves and women back to their cottages, and then occupying their territory, so step by step encroaching on the surrounding tribes and becoming Zhou. The strongest hegemon of the border tribe, that will happen sooner or later. But if you want to become one of the most powerful hegemons in the whole Great Plains, you must rely on this weak person in front of you! It seems that he said that knowing how to solve the problem of too many casualties is indeed not just talk nonsense.

If Gu Xinghe knew that Mu actually attributed him to the word "weakness", I really don't know how to feel!

However, Gu Xinghe picked up a piece of bamboo again, and then cut out a sharp sword. Then the simple bow and arrow were handed over to Mu's hand. Mu carefully took it over and looked carefully. Fang dared to imitate Gu Xinghe's action, put the long arrow on the bow string, hooked his thumb and string and aimed at it. A huge tree not far away slowly exerted its arms and gradually pulled the wooden bow to the full moon state, but did not dare to exert more force.

At the sign of the ancient Xinghe, Mu let go of his hand with the bowstring. The long arrow was like a shocking Thunderbolt, in the harsh sound of breaking the air, "Wow!" He plunged into the huge tree, leaving only half of the arrow outside the tree.

However, Mu is the first time to shoot an arrow. He has never been trained. The giant wood shot by the long arrow is no longer the one he is aiming at, but even so, it can also be seen how strong Mu's arm strength is.

"Angel, you must be an angel. Please forgive me for neglect these days." Mu had a respectful face and put up a huge bamboo bow in his hands, so he knelt on his knees and bowed to the ancient Xinghe River.

Angels are the messengers of God, representing heaven to give grace or sin to many tribes in the tribal plain, so many nobles often call themselves "angel nobles", symbolizing the nobility of identity. This time, the ancient galaxy brought too much shock to Mu, so it made him think that the ancient galaxy was the angel given to him by heaven to lead the tribal people to prosperity together.

Gu Xinghe immediately flashed aside and held Mu. Mu knew that Gu Xinghe was weak, but he did not dare to kneel on the ground. Between the two half kneel, Gu Xinghe said, "Gander of the clan, I am not an angel, and I disdain to be that angel. As long as you are willing to marry Yunyan to me, I will I will definitely fulfill my promise and bring the Mu tribe to the prosperous and hegemony side.

Mu couldn't help nodding: "Naturally, after this battle, I will immediately hold the most grand wedding for you and Yunyaner, and marry Yunyaner to you gloriously!"

Gu Xinghe picked up Mu, clenched his fist and bowed: "The little nephew is here. Thank you, father-in-law!"

Mu laughed: "Good son-in-law! Yun Yaner really has a good vision!"

At this time, Gu Xinghe focused his eyes on the direction of the far west, where he came to this place from the Zhongzhou Empire. He was completely confused about where to go in his life, but thinking of Yunyan's appearance, Gu Xinghe was silently determined to stay here and accompany Yunyan for a lifetime and love him forever!

Then, forget everything about the Zhongzhou Empire! Everything is forgotten, just as a long dream.

But what about mom and dad? Are they still in the Mousse Forest?

What does Xuanyuan Huanggui look like in Chang'an, the imperial capital at this time?

Yu Wen Zhuyan, who went to the southern dense forest again, has gone out of the dense forest by this time?

Shaking his head, Gu Xinghe sighed gently, but found that he had been out of state for a long time, which made Mu beside him inexplicable.

After that, Gu Xinghe told Gu Xinghe the key points of making bows and arrows and shooting, and then turned around and returned to the wooden house where he lived!

At noon that day, Mu gathered all the fallen men together, and then spent the afternoon making thousands of bows and arrows with various advantages and disadvantages. Then more than 1,000 people were drawn from many warriors and began shooting training to prepare for the day after tomorrow and future battles.

It's just pity for the huge trees and ancient bamboo in the cottage. It took hundreds of years to grow into such a scale, but in the end, it can only be cut off, used as firewood, or become a sharp weapon for killing.