Chapter 242: Deer bone finger

Has Rurik ever played with a bow? Gould could say that he grew up watching Rurik, and he didn't even remember the kid playing with bows.

But Rurik had played bows, specifically, it was a bamboo bow made by himself on another plane. Although it is a bamboo bow, he feels that the strength of the bamboo bow is much stronger than the "toy" in his hand.

The reason why he thinks so is that the bamboo bow throws self-made arrows, and the clusters of arrows hit the concrete floor. Because of the strength, the arrows often burst.

Even after shooting a plank, a claw hammer is required to hook the shoulders and pull out the arrow clusters using the principle of leverage.

If the "toy" of the bamboo bow is considered a good bow and arrow, it can be said that according to the low standards of Northern Europe, Rurik is indeed a natural understanding of bow and arrow.

How many pounds can the "toy" on hand have? Rurik pessimistically estimated that this broken thing might be only ten pounds.

In fact, Rurik's estimate has been quite deviated.

The short hunting bow he had made of oak core had reached twenty pounds. As far as hunting is concerned, this kind of bow shoots light arrows and kills rabbits and birds. However, trying to shoot brown bears and wild boars in vain is too self-estimated.

Of course, Rurik is not an ordinary boy. His physical stamina is excellent among boys of the same age, and his strength is not small now.

Coupled with the blood inherited from this body, it is destined to have a lot of strength.

He can pull a twenty-pound bow. As a boy, he can do this already.

But for adult strong men, they can pull such a bow effortlessly.

Of course, some of the Orion in the Ross tribe have higher-pound bows. They just use a single-piece bow made of a piece of wood. It must be long-term training. In the war against Gotland, the arrows of the tribal Orion gave the Rus a good tactical advantage, so Otto began to pay attention to them, so he took the tribal Orion with a bow to try his luck in the east. Because Otto wanted to hunt a bear, or something else interesting.

Let's talk about the outdoors. Gould finds three scraps of shipboard for Rurik, and combines them into a larger plank as a goal.

Compared with the serious target, it is too big.

"They must think I don't know anything? Maybe. The guy in my hand is not a good thing either."

"These are arrows? Yes, at least three feathers. What is the cluster of arrows?"

Muttering on his mouth, Lurik bent down and picked up an arrow about one meter long. He paid particular attention to the arrow cluster and found it was iron.

"Could it be that they knocked an iron pipe first, then heated it, and knocked out an arrow cluster at one end? Well, the wooden stick can be pierced into the iron pipe very well.

On the other hand, many people have gathered in the small empty field in front of the Gould's Chamber.

At this moment, Gould had a big belly, and while he was wearing a Chinese dress, he was still holding a glass full of wine in his hand.

He watched with interest the child's scrutiny movements, and asked about his former mercenary captain Jeflo.

"You have been training those boys these days, how are they?"

"My lord, they are very brave." Yevlo said sincerely.

"Besides being brave, what else?"

"Very united."

"Is it united by Rurik?"

"Not only that. They are brothers to each other."

"Oh! This is a good thing." Gould was secretly refreshed. He felt that compared to other tribes, the younger generation of the Roths seemed to be naturally more organized.

"Then Rurik likes bows now, what exactly is he going to do?"

Yevlo said without hesitation: "He wants to train those girls to be archers. Maybe he will decide to let all children learn to archery."

"Forget it." Gould shook his head: "If the bow is really an excellent weapon, I would have given you one. Listen, only the spear and the axe are all-powerful tools to kill the enemy. The bow is still used for hunting. Right."

"My lord, maybe this kid will do some miracles. After all, he is the son of Odin." Yevlo said sincerely.

"Well, I also believe those rumors. But the bow is the bow, a flexible wooden stick. Stop talking, look at Rurik's movements."

Rurik didn't care about the comments of the onlookers, even if the crowd onlookers grew more and more. Even their own maids who can live here, they all know that their master has a strange long-cherished wish, that is, everyone has a bow. If you can be happy to be a master hunter, everyone is very happy to learn archery. The children are even more aware of the benefits of learning to archery. They can roast some bird meat and eat more by hunting.

But Rurik, he was never a complete beginner.

He held the bow in his left hand, his index finger pointed straight at the target, and the rest of the fingers clenched the bow. The arrow shaft rested on his left hand, and his right hand immediately grasped the tail of the arrow.

Perhaps the craftsmanship of human archery is innate. A completely ignorant person, as long as he glances at the posture of other people's archery, he can learn something, and after a period of practice, he will become an orion again.

Rurik's posture is completely Eastern, his body naturally leans forward, and the arrow shaft is trying to be parallel to the line of sight.

The breeze blew across his face, and the golden horse behind his head fluttered with the wind.

He closed his left eye and used his stretched fingers as a front sight, naturally mimicking a ballistic trajectory in his mind. His right cheek was also pressed against the string of the twine rope.

The most subtle is his bow posture, which makes Yevlo's eyes widened. He thought of the way Rikra had just bowed his bow in the room, and he was interested at that moment.

Unexpectedly, the child's actions at the time were not a coincidence at all.

"Rurik, you still said that you can't shoot arrows? You know exactly how our Finns do."

Just in Jeflo's surprise, Ruriksa let go.

The distance between the shooter and the target was less than ten meters, and the target was one meter wide. Rurik's eyes are also very good, not to mention that he is not without archery experience. If this can miss the target, it would be considered a miracle.

Rurik's body was still too young, he couldn't pull the bow full. Add that the bow weighs only twenty pounds, so don't expect how much energy it can save.

The arrow flew out. When the three feathers were sticky, they were actually not completely straight with the shaft due to poor craftsmanship. Rurik was surprised to notice that the arrow hit the target while rotating.

The onlookers immediately talked about it, and a group of little girls were also agitated.

"He actually hit." Gould praised, and even forgot to drink.

"It's just a dozen steps away, and he will definitely be able to hit." Yevlo said.

"Can he continue?"

"Definitely. I can see that he must have lied to me. He has used a bow."

"Forget it." Gould shook his head: "He has never used a bow, you know, I have watched him grow up from birth to the present. He will definitely say that he learned this from Valhalla. Skill. You know what, he has always said that."

Rurik shot ten arrows in a row. With such a low-pound bow, he didn't feel the grief of his arm at all after shooting the arrow. Since all the arrows hit the target, he was still a little excited.

But when he walked into the target and pulled out the arrow without much effort, he really felt that the guy in his hand was a toy.

"What do you think?" Gould approached and heard the news kindly.

"Arrows are good arrows, but bows are terrible."

"Then you still feel that your wishes are correct?"

"Yes! Gould!" Rurik looked up at the old guy's eyes: "I want to make you more bows and arrows for me. We have said that, now give me five bows, fifty. Arrow, tomorrow I will train my girls."

"That's them?" Gould casually pointed at the little girls who came together to chat.

"That's them! This bow is like a toy. It is a toy that a child like me can pull. Before I can make a better bow, my people need practice in this area. This thing is not for combat. A good bow is indeed a treasure for training."

"Okay. I understand." Gould sighed. "Right. You said you can't use a bow? I think Jeflo has something to say."

As soon as he finished speaking, Yevluomu walked over with his face puffed up.

The man asked in person: "Why? Rurik, you know how our Finns shoot arrows."

"Your way of archery." Lurik looked at the bow in his hand, and made another gesture with an arrow. "That's how to hold the bow?"

"Your right hand." Jeflo pointed and said; "You are indeed different from others. You are hooking the bowstring with your thumb, and everyone else is the index finger and the middle finger."

"Really? I still feel so comfortable shooting arrows."

"It's not comfortable at all." Yevlo shook his head and said, "There are indeed better wooden bows in this world. I heard that there is also a bow that is made with horns. If you want to pull such a bow, the archer The thumb must be protected. It seems that I need to give you a gift."

After all, Jeflo took out a yellow-white ring from the cowhide pocket on his waist and put it in Rurik's hand.

"You put this thing on your thumb, and when you encounter a better bow, you must match it to draw the bowstring."

In an instant, Rurik understood what Jeflo said. This so-called ring is obviously a finger!

Rurik directly exclaimed the word "banzh", which means Chinese in plain language. There is no word to describe the finger in Nihonnos, but at most, the term "ring" is used to refer to it. But the ring is an ornament after all, and the finger is a tool.

Yevlo continued: "This is my gift. I made it from the calf bone of a deer. Look, I also carved the shape of a deer on it."

Rurik glanced broadly, and saw that four deer heads were carved on the finger. The huge antlers were really vivid.

"Jeflo, he is your tool, you don't need it anymore?" Rurik asked curiously.

"I can make new ones, even bronze rings. And you need it very much now."

"Well then, I will accept this gift."

It is a joy to get a gift from his subordinates, but this gift can be described as very dreamy.

Of course, Rurik's performance today is also very dreamy. He performed "Finnish archery" with out-of-shape poses for Jeflo.

Rurik doesn't like Mediterranean shooting, even if he doesn't pull his fingers, he still likes to hook the bowstring with his thumb. Therefore, the archers under his command should abandon the Mediterranean two-finger stringing method from the beginning, and embark on the broad road of the finger genre.

The British longbowman showed **** to make a V, which also means victoria, and also mocked the enemy for "have the ability to chop my fingers."

If the guys in Agincourt are all wearing fingers, would the mocking posture turn into thumbing towards the French tree while chanting "You are stupid when you fell into the mud"?

After thinking about it, Rurik even thought of an archer's etiquette, which is to wear a thumbs up.

The next day, Gould produced five bows and fifty arrows as promised. He also sent his men who could make wooden bows to chop some oak and start making bows now.

Gould had this desire, and his eldest son Snoreva became the overseer.

After all, the Gould family is absolutely good at doing business!

There are one hundred and fifty little boys, and there are equal numbers of girls. It is clear that Rurik's intention is that boys and girls must carry out military training. Upholding the understanding of this child, Gould believes that Rurik is definitely doing it. To.

So there is a big consumer market in it.

It is not difficult to simply make an oak bow that can be hunted, but it takes more effort to make a matching arrow. They still made them, and in the end it was Rurik who paid the bill.

Gould even priced the bow and arrows in his heart. Three silver coins with an oak bow, ten silver coins with an arrow. Compared to bows, arrows are indeed cheaper. In fact, the real good arrow lies in its raw materials. The arrow clusters must be made of bronze alloy. The arrow shaft is an unusually flat oak shaft, and the arrow feathers require grey goose feathers. After this set, the labor cost and material cost, ordinary Orion can't even consume one.

Gould's own family blacksmiths did not have the time to process a batch of iron arrows. Isn't that a waste of iron?

If you just plan to make an arrow that can hunt turtledoves on branches, you don't need such extreme materials.

The so-called arrow feathers are simply to catch some ducks and turtledoves, and take off the feathers that can be used There is no need to glue the three feathers, it is enough that the two pieces are skewed and kept very stable.

Forget the arrow clusters with bones, and finally bundle them with twine. If the arrow shaft is crooked and processed, it does not need to be too straight, because no one expects an inferior bow to shoot the arrow too far.

On a new day, the boys practice solo as usual.

The girls also paused for a long time of training. After so many days of training, Rurik was very pleased to see that not only did they distinguish between the left and the right, they could already line up in a neat line, stepping on exactly the same pace, and maintaining a matrix. Under the command, proceed in the four directions of southeast, northwest.

Undoubtedly, Carlotta has indeed become the female leader trusted by the girls. Even if the female chief of Ostara is only nine years old, she is training the appearance of a child. Everyone, including herself, feels that this chief has done a good job.

The bow and arrow arrived, without any delay, and the archery training for the girls began immediately.

For a time, the rain of arrows flew randomly in the woods, and some tree trunks used as targets were soon filled with arrows. Things developed as Rurik thought, and the girl got the bow and arrow almost instantly. Getting started is getting started, whether the target can be shot is another matter.