The soup is boiling, and the radish, turnip and mutton are rising and falling, exuding an alluring aroma. Wang Wenzuo stretched out his chopsticks and picked out a piece of mutton and took a bite. He chewed it twice with a frown and swallowed: "The mutton is not yet cooked, but the radish and turnip are definitely cooked. Come on, eat some radish and turnip first. Wait a minute." Eat mutton again!”
No one held out their chopsticks. People around the pot exchanged glances. Yuan Aolie was the first to ask: "Sanlang, what you said just now is that you are about to attack Zhouliu and Rencun. Is it true or false?"
"In a month, wait until the grass grows up and the horses are a little fat before we send out troops!" Wang Wenzuo knocked his chopsticks twice on the edge of the pot: "Eat it without doing anything. The radish and turnip stewed with mutton tastes bad. very good!"
"How can I have the appetite to eat now!" Gu Cihang patted the table: "Is it appropriate to go straight to the thief's lair like this?"
"Whether it's appropriate or not is not up to you or me!" Wang Wenzuo put down his chopsticks, the smile on his face disappeared, and his expression became cold: "Also, I will say this in front of my family. When I leave the house, I will But he doesn’t admit it!”
"That's natural!" Liu An finally said: "Sanlang has a huge responsibility, everyone will be tight-lipped!"
Everyone around the pot nodded, and their eyes focused on Wang Wenzuo again. Wang Wenzuo picked up a piece of radish, stuffed it into his mouth, chewed it twice and swallowed it: "I am also going on this expedition, with you!"
"Ah!" Liu An was stunned: "Aren't you already a soldier and joining the army? You should be able to stay in Sixi this time, right?"
"I have already told the Protector!" Wang Wenzuo said solemnly: "I can't say the reason for sending troops this time, but it does make sense. I can't change it. The only thing I can do is to go with you! I hope I can get through it. Let’s get back together safely from this difficult time!”
There was silence in the room. Everyone was Pao Ze who had experienced life and death together, back to back, shoulder to shoulder, facing enemies and dangers together. Wang Wenzuo's choice proved that he had not changed and was still the trustworthy Wang Sanlang. .
"Sanlang, I've convinced you!" Liu An grabbed Wang Wenzuo's arm and shook it hard,
"I'm convinced by you too!"
"Sanlang!"
The men beside the pottery pot grabbed Wang Wenzuo's arm and said similar words one after another. To these military men: "I've got you!" This sentence has a special meaning, that is, one can trust each other with one's life, even if I will never regret dying for it.
"There's no need for Wu Lang to be like this!" Wang Wenzuo took out his right arm from Liu An's hand and said with a smile: "The mutton is already cooked. Let's eat the meat first. After eating, I still have something to tell you!"
Everyone was not the kind of person to be coy, so they all picked up their chopsticks and started eating. In about half an hour, they emptied the pot of meat and vegetables. Wang Wenzuo stood up: "Follow me!"
Wang Wenzuo's residence was originally the residence of a Baekje military attaché. There was a yard 70 meters long and 15 meters wide behind the house. After Wang Wenzuo moved in, he cleaned up the yard and used it to practice with himself. Archery. A group of people came to the corridor. Wang Wenzuo lit two torches, pointed at several targets about forty meters away, and said with a smile: "We are just full. Let's shoot a few arrows to eat up!"
Except for Wang Wenzuo, everyone present was from the military family. Bow-bending and archery could be said to be a skill for eating. They all smiled and picked a suitable bow, strung it, and started shooting.
At that time, there were four types of bows used in the Tang army: the first was the long bow, the second was the horn bow, the third was the slight bow, and the fourth was the grid bow. The first type of long bow is a mulberry wood bow, used by infantry; the second type is a sinew bow, used by cavalry; the third type of short bow is a bow that shoots long-feathered large arrows at close range, and is basically used by cavalry; The four types of checkered bows are colorfully decorated bows used by honor guards.
The dozen or so people who came to eat were either military officers or powerful families with rich family resources. They had family resources for their children to practice bow and horse skills. Naturally, they were more accustomed to using horn bows or slight bows on weekdays. Wang Wenzuo placed them on the corridor for worship. The ones chosen were all longbows with walnut wood and bamboo backs. There were no horn bows or slight bows. Everyone couldn't help but feel a little strange.
Wang Wenzuo did not shoot an arrow. Instead, he took out a long box and carefully fixed it on the handle of a bow. Then he filled the arrows into the long box one by one. Finally, he raised the long bow with one hand and held the mechanical end tightly with the other. He took a deep breath, pulled the handle hard, and pulled the slide rail to the top. The bow string was pulled, the bow arm bent, and the trigger was pulled. The bow string rebounded suddenly, and the arrow shot out, penetrating forty seconds. A vine target outside the steps.
Then Wang Wenzuo fully pulled the trigger again, pulled the bow string, and repeated the process. He only heard the sound of the machine and the bow string intertwined, as if an inanimate monster was popping out arrows one after another.
"Sanlang, what are you talking about?" Cui Hongdu, who was standing aside, was the first to notice the abnormality. Wang Wenzuo did not answer, but filled the quiver again and handed it to Cui Hongdu: "Hongdu, come and try it too! "
Cui Hongdu carefully took this novel weapon, as if it was a cobra that might raise its head and bite him at any time. He carefully pulled the handle, then pulled the trigger, and the arrow shot out. Then he repeated it again, as an arrow. When the arrow hit the target, he exclaimed excitedly like a child: "I don't need to pick up the arrow or hook the string. This is so convenient!"
"Don't stop, Hongdu, aren't you out of strength?" Wang Wenzuo said.
"How is that possible?" Cui Hongdu's face turned red. He filled the bow and pulled the trigger. He repeated this five times. When the sixth time, no arrows were shot out, he asked in surprise: " Saburo, why are you gone?"
"There are only six arrows in the quiver, and you have finished shooting!" Wang Wenzuo took the bow back from Cui Hongdu, and while checking the bowstring and quiver for damage, he asked, "What do you think?"
"How is it?" Cui Hongdu had not fully recovered from the surprise just now, but soon he shouted excitedly: "That's great, I never thought there were such powerful weapons in the world, Saburo, can you let me try again?" Try it?"
"When Hongdu has something good, he won't let it go. Get out of the way. It's my turn!" Shen Faseng on the side looked jealous and pushed Cui Hongdu behind him. He smiled at Wang Wenzuo and said, "Sanlang, let me try too." Try it!"
"Don't worry, everyone will have a chance tonight. There are more than a dozen in the room. You can all take one back later!" Wang Wenzuo said while loading arrows in the quiver: "Let's go see Hongdu Shooting first. How many arrows were hit, did they penetrate the target?"
Without waiting for Wang Wenzuo's instructions, Yuan Aolie and Gu Cihang brought the target over. Cui Hongdu was worthy of being the best in bow skills among all the people. Although it was his first time to use it, he all hit the grass target forty steps away, and the arrows went deep. It was submerged in the grass target, which also proves that this kind of repeating crossbow can not only be fired continuously, but also its power is not inferior to ordinary bows and arrows. It is not a weapon like "Zhuge Repeating Crossbow" for guarding households and catching thieves.
