Chapter 98 Wooden Arrows
At five in the morning, the first thing Crown did when he opened his eyes was to pull out the bullets and arrows from under the bed and check the stability of the golden symbols on them.
Except for the arrow with two talismans drawn on it, there is no problem with the others.
He touched the arrow with blurred golden rune patterns with his fingers and found that there was still a warmth on the metal.
It should be a problem that the spiritual power of the talisman dissipates too quickly, but it also means that if two talismans are drawn on the arrow, it can be used for a short time.
After checking the condition of the bullets, he quickly washed up and opened the window. When the sun rose, the sunlight would shine directly in.
Crown sat cross-legged on the bed. A beautiful day began with visualizing the Golden Light Mantra.
. . . .
Karuk and his men yawned and came to the wall with crossbows to take over the night watch from the people on guard.
"What's wrong with you guys? You all have dark circles under your eyes. Did something unspeakable happen last night?"
Karuk and the others looked at each other. Although they couldn't see their own faces, they found that the others did have dark circles under their eyes.
"Fuck, you guys are really in trouble," the man who just spoke looked gossipy, "Tell us quickly, let everyone hear how you play."
"Go away, you must be crazy about women."
A group of rough old men joked and took turns.
"Why do I feel like I haven't slept all night and my hands and feet are weak?" Karuk hit his lower back with his fist and said distressedly, "I fell asleep as soon as it got dark yesterday."
"I also feel my hands and feet are weak, but you snored so loudly last night that it took me a long time to fall asleep."
"Old man Hans looked refreshed this morning. Old people just need less sleep."
. . . .
The woodland near the mine.
The sunlight shines through the woods, casting golden spots and imprinting the shadows of the trees on the ground.
In the morning, the air in the forest is still slightly cool and fresh.
Del and Baru were cutting the branches and wormwood stems that were as thick as their little fingers that they had just cut down.
Klauen glanced at the human-shaped shadows hovering high in the sky, and a sneer appeared on his face.
The lair of those unknown banshee monsters is likely nearby, so Geralt should consider his suggestion carefully.
Today, they changed their strategy and gathered everyone together to mine. They planned to concentrate on logging after mining enough ore. In this way, the two second-level transcendents and everyone having enough crossbows could more effectively ensure the safety of the team.
Seeing that the evil bird monster only dared to fly high in the sky, he jumped onto a tree and cut off a straight branch as thick as his arm. He then found some dry grass nearby, tied it up with a rope, and made a straw target.
Then he crouched down, weapon drawn, and began to cut the twigs together.
These branches and wormwood stems are relatively straight, which is just right for making arrow shafts.
All you need to do is cut off the thin branches on the pole, then sharpen the thin end into a round head and make a notch on the thick end as the arrow tail to make the simplest arrow.
Of course, real arrows would not be so simple. If they were made by hand, the process would be extremely complicated. After listening to Del's introduction to the manufacturing process of arrows, Crown decisively gave up practicing archery with standard combat arrows, as that would be too cumbersome.
This simple wooden arrow is enough for practice. Once his archery skills have improved to a certain level and the territory has produced enough standard arrows, he will consider using it for practice.
Baru took a deep puff of his cigarette, spit out the cigarette that was about to burn his lips, and said flatteringly with his yellow teeth bared:
"Sir, only a strong man like you would consider using a bow. For an ordinary person like me, it's enough to just master the crossbow."
"I'm using a bow now too, why haven't I heard you say I'm a strong man?" Del interrupted him.
"You? It's true that you are stronger than me, but you are far weaker than you. You didn't see what happened yesterday. Three flying banshees attacked you, and one of them died and another was injured in an instant."
"The dead one disappeared at the end, otherwise you would have seen its tragic appearance. It was cut in half with one sword. The cut was very neat. Butchers have to use their swords several times to cut the pig's ribs."
The three of them chatted and laughed, and soon made more than a hundred usable wooden arrows.
Del carried the straw target, Baru tied the wooden arrows tightly and put them on his back, and the three of them returned to the mine together.
. . . .
There were clanging sounds coming from deep in the mine. Crown took the straw target from Del's hand, asked him to walk in front holding a special oil lamp, and walked at the end himself.
The light dispelled the gray fog lingering in the darkness, and as the light moved forward, the gray fog filled the area behind it again.
In the gray fog, red spots of light could be seen vaguely. They were the eyes of the mutant rats.
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"Sir Knight, when will this gray fog dissipate?" Baru asked carefully. "I asked the priest, but he always gave me a direct answer."
Perhaps he was worried that you would despair. Clown also did not give an accurate answer: "For a long time, we will need to adapt to life in the gray fog and try not to be directly exposed to the gray fog, especially you."
The three of them quickened their pace and soon reunited with the main force.
This is a straight mine tunnel. Everyone first put down an oil lamp at the fork in the road, and then continued to walk inside with the lamp, using the light to disperse the gray fog and illuminate an area for activities. Geralt and his apprentice were guarding both ends respectively.
The demon hunter saw Klauen coming back and said, "You stay here and I'll go out for a walk to find some useful things. We are running low on potions and sword oil."
"Be careful, those banshees are still out there."
"Got it. No need to protect others. I can handle a few fast-flying monsters."
The demon hunter came over and whispered, "There are a lot of mutant rats here, much more than yesterday. We'd better finish the excavation as soon as possible, or kill a group of them. Otherwise, these vicious rats will get hungry and become vicious, and will definitely attack us."
Clown nodded: "I see. It's really troublesome to do anything."
He handed the lamp over, and the witcher took it and walked away.
Placing the straw target at an angle on the wall of the mine, Crown walked out to a distance of twenty meters.
He took the yew longbow handed to him by Del, pulled it in the air, and easily pulled the longbow into a full moon.
He slowly loosened his grip, allowing the longbow to recover its shape. It was said that releasing the bow without any movement would cause great damage to the bow.
Del's eyes narrowed. This longbow had the heaviest poundage he had made recently. He could barely pull it to its full length, and he was planning to use it when he became a transcendent and had stronger arms.
"Tell me the basics of archery," Crown began.
"I have learned from the hunters' training methods and my own experiments to come up with a set of basic movements. My Lord, please listen to them."
"Stand with your feet shoulder-width apart and your knees slightly bent. Keep your back and head straight, and your arm holding the bow straight. Your elbow should not be flush with the arrow, and it should not be too high or collapsed. When drawing the bow, push with your front hand and pull with your back hand."
(End of this chapter)