Chapter 149: Stirrup Crossbow, the King's Instructions, Human Force and Production

The crisp end of February approached, yet the high sun remained warm. A steady breeze moved forward, passing through the solemn Samurai, brushing past the bustling craftsmen, and arriving at the vibrant Divine Revelation Place.

In the northeastern weapon research area, Xiulote held a bulky Stirrup Crossbow, aiming at a straw man seventy steps away. The young man peered through the bronze crossbow machine's sighting device, carefully gauging the target. Then, he slightly lifted the crossbow, braced its end against his shoulder to stabilize it, and forcefully pulled the trigger.

With a "whoosh" sound of the arrow, a shadow swiftly shot out like lightning. Xiulote's upper body suddenly leaned back, as if his shoulder had been pushed hard, followed by a dull "thud" noise from afar. When the young man looked carefully, the crossbow arrow had passed through the straw man and was firmly embedded in a wooden wall one hundred and fifty steps away, unyielding.