I Am a Chief in a Primitive Tribe

The difficulty of a two-piece bow lies in how to perfectly fit the two pieces of bamboo together. The other steps are almost the same as those of a single-piece bow.

Mu Feng took a few more bamboo slices and taught Lihu, Mingguang, Baiya, and Hanshu to make bows by himself, and mark them for easy comparison.

There are a total of seven bows before and after, three of which were demonstrated by Mufeng himself, and four of them were tried by each of them.

Then he asked Mingguang to find furs and python skins and use this time period to make protective gear.

He cut the fur to compare the size of the cold tree, stitched the fur into a cylinder with bone needles, put the cold tree on his left shoulder, and sewed a guard arm to him.

These are all simple, but the hard part is protecting the fingers.

The finger guard is also called the spreader. At the earliest, it was a jade jue or pull finger, and later it was directly changed to a leather finger guard.

It just so happened that he had python skin in his hand, which was smooth and tough, which was the best material for finger protection.

What he intends to do is a three-finger guard like a long-barreled glove.

The long tube is easy to make, just roll it into a tube and sew it.

However, the finger guard is thinner and fits the finger, so that the accuracy of archery will be higher when the string is pulled.

For Mufeng, it's okay to sew a pair of leather armor with thick stitches and wide stitches, but it's a little troublesome to make the stitches dense enough.

Fortunately, there are white teeth here. According to Mu Feng's request, she pinched the snake skin around Han Shu's three fingers, made a mark, and sewed it stitch by stitch.

Finally, a long-tube finger guard that was completed by two people was completed.

Mu Feng asked Han Shu to wear this protective gear, holding the monolithic bow to familiarize himself with the posture and technique of drawing and archery.

And he picked up the first two pieces he put down and began to bend the bow.

He is familiar with all of these and will do it soon.

He picked up and bowed, squeezed, shook the bowstring with his hand, and instinctively strangled his hand.

As soon as it was released, a "cengceng" vibrato suddenly sounded, which was obviously different from the "buzzing" of a monolithic bow.

"Yeah!" Mu Feng nodded, knowing in his heart: "Sure enough, it is difficult to make a two-piece bow, and the bowstring's elastic tremor is more than twice as strong."

He took a bamboo arrow and shot it away from a tree about fifty meters away. "

With a sound of "swish", the bamboo arrow appeared on the trunk, the arrow sank more than two inches into the trunk, and the tail trembled!

"Sure enough!" Mu Feng nodded, he deliberately controlled his strength, but the power was absolutely beyond expectation.

He changed hands and handed it to Han Shu, "Try the method I taught you just now!"

Han Shu did so, but what he was facing was another tree, and he shot an arrow straight into the trunk with a "swish"!

More than that, the bamboo arrow snapped off when the tail trembling!

"This..." Han Shu was embarrassed, "Great Chief..."

Mu Feng's eyes lit up, and he waved his hand and asked with a smile: "Han Shu, what do you think of this bow?"

Han Shu thought for a while before scratching his head and said: "I don't think I have exhausted my best."

After speaking, he looked at Mu Feng nervously, "Is it bad if the arrow is broken?"

"Of course not!" Mu Feng explained, "This shows that a two-piece bow is still not suitable for you. Maybe you need a three-piece bow, and you have a lot of strength. The arrow body cannot withstand such a large force, and it is blocked by a tree trunk. This is broken!"

"What do you mean..." Han Shu asked cautiously.

"This is a good thing!" Mu Feng laughed, "This shows that as long as you use a bow that suits you, you can break things that others can't break!"

After a pause, Mufeng patted the shoulder of the cold tree in an elder manner: "It seems that the first set of protective gear of the tribe is right for you. You will get familiar with this two-piece bow first, and I will give it to you tomorrow. Make a three-piece hard bow!"

Han Shu was overjoyed and bowed to salute: "Thank you Chief Chief!"

Mu Feng waved his hand: "Okay, in addition to the bow, the arrow should be improved. Black-skin bamboo is very tough, but the hardness is not enough. It needs to be sharpened and grilled in the fire! This is harder and harder. Sharp!"

"Yes!" Several people responded together.

Mu Feng himself started to make his own two bows.

Soon, the six bows and arrows were ready.

Lihu and Mingguang's work is quite satisfactory, Baiya's bowstring is a bit loose, but Hanshu's bowstring is obviously tight.

In general, the bows and arrows of Mufeng, Lihu, and Mingguang can be used directly.

But Bai Fang's bowstring needs to be tightened, which has something to do with her own strength.

And the cold tree obviously needs a harder bow.

Several people experimented with their own two-piece bows. The speed and range of the two-piece bows were obviously different from those of the single-piece bows, and they were far beyond the first single-piece bow made by Mu Feng!

"Such a weapon!" Mingguang shouted in a deep voice, "With this kind of bow and arrow, it will be easier for us to hunt!"

Lihu also shouted excitedly: "Even if the Mang Dragon Club comes again, they must come back and forth!"

But White Fang asked with concern: "But if the one from the Blue Bird Club also comes back, and he has to learn the double-piece bow, what should I do?"

Mu Feng shook his head and smiled: "How is it possible? It was a special situation before. Now that we have food and fur, I won't teach her anymore."

"But she will come again after she said it?" White Fang frowned, her big eyes flashing, and although full of worry, she was very cute.

Mu Feng smiled lightly: "It's okay, if she really comes again, I have something else to change with her!"

"What can we have?" White Fang puzzled.

Mu Feng pointed to the pottery that was drying in the shade: "These things, we won't teach you how to use weapons in the future, so that safety is guaranteed. Use these pottery to exchange things with them!"

After a pause, he grinned again: "Such core technology is always in our own hands!"

"What's so good about pottery?" White Fang pouted and muttered, "It's so thin, it will rot when you drop it!"

Mu Feng laughed blankly: "You'll know when it's done!"

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