Chapter 440: The sweat of eating melon

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The divine arm bow mentioned by Ang Qin is not the divine arm bow equipped in the Song Dynasty, but a kind of praise, which means the strongest bow.

Many people think that the nomadic people have no handicrafts, heavy industry, and even bows and crossbows are not as good as those of the Central Plains Dynasty. This is actually wrong. The reason why the Mongolian cavalry travels across the Eurasian continent has a lot to do with its well-equipped weapons, and one of these weapons is It’s a must-have bow!

The Mongolian bows were very formidable, and the only thing that could rival them in the Song Dynasty was the Divine Arm Bow.

But the problem is that the Mongolian bow is a standing weapon. Let alone three bows for a cavalry, at least one for each person.

But what about the Song Dynasty?

If you want someone to have a hand with the Divine Arm Bow, you are just dreaming about it. Even if it is built, you may not be able to use it.

If you only have enough strength to pass a test, you may not be able to pass it...

How much effort is required? The minimum is one stone. According to the calculation of the Song Dynasty, one stone is equal to ninety-two kilograms!

This is just the minimum standard, most of them are more than two stones.

Just imagine, if you don’t have two hundred kilograms of strength in your hands, you can’t use them at all, let alone shoot arrows to kill people.

Many people in later generations made fun of Guan Yu, saying that the 82-pound Qinglong Yanyue Sword was definitely fake, and it was impossible for a person to fight with a weapon weighing more than 80 pounds. In fact it's probably not the case.

Maybe Guan Yu has never used an eighty-two-pound sword, but he is definitely strong enough to fight with a thirty-forty-pound weapon for a long time.

The reason is very simple. In the current Ming Dynasty, ordinary soldiers have to carry 23 kilograms of pure iron fire blunderbuss as weapons. If they can reach the level of generals, if they don’t have the strength of two or three fire blunderbuss, how can they convince others? ?

In "History of the Ming Dynasty·Biography", the strength of the chief military officer Liu Wei is recorded. Here you can get a glimpse of it: The iron sword used by Wei was one hundred and twenty pounds, and it immediately turned around like flying. The world called Liu Dadao.

Strength is extremely important in the era of cold weapons. It is a physical ability that determines life and death. Its strength is beyond the imagination of those frail, hairsprayed, and well-dressed sissies in later generations.

The Mongolian bows were strong and penetrating, and countless southerners died under the Mongolian bows and arrows.

After defeating the Southern Song Dynasty and taking over the Central Plains, the Northern Yuan Dynasty began to use the divine arm bow as a synonym for the most powerful crossbow. I guess they thought this term was appropriate.

Because those who want to use this most powerful bow must have a "divine arm", and this kind of person can be said to be one in a million!

As far as Hashiha is concerned, including Angqin and Aomuga in the Erhut tribe, only seven people can use the strongest divine arm bow.

Ordinary warriors can only use ordinary hard bows. Even so, they are somewhat stronger than the bows in the Central Plains.

The God's Arm Bow is too difficult to draw and even harder to shoot.

Ang Qin looked at the bow in Tamerlane's hand, then at the childish face, took out his own long bow, and said with a smile: "Young hero, how about you come first?"

Tamerlane shook his head humbly and said: "There are several famous brothers in the grassland, so there is no reason why the younger brother should come first."

"Who is this?"

Ubatu turned sideways and looked to the right. He saw an unfamiliar face with several scars on his cheeks, which seemed to have been scratched by the claws of some wild beast. A pair of round eyes, as cold as a dead person, even with a deathly aura on his body.

When the man looked over, a coldness swept over him, and Ubatu couldn't help but tremble.

"I'm Shi Wuheng."

Cold language.

Ubatu thought for a while, but had no impression, so he stopped talking.

It is said that a master takes action last, and these people are no exception. They are either chatting here or in a daze, and no one has the intention to take action.

After watching the other contestants finish cumming and leave one after another, I cheered up.

And everyone's focus was on these seven people.

Kun Timur focused his eyes on Shi Wuheng, with an indescribable meaning on his lips.

Hashiha did not notice this, but fully expected the Angqin brothers to make a surprise move and win their first victory in the Naadam competition.

Mahamu glanced to the east, where Zhewuduo was. He told himself with a simple gesture that among the seven people, the youngest boy was the one brought by Yesuntai.

"Could he be Suntai's son?"

Mahamu thought deeply, but it seemed inconsistent with the intelligence.

But if he wasn't Yesuntai's son, then whose son was he?

In what capacity does such a young person have the qualification to meet Ha Shiha?

What are Hashiha and Yesuntai plotting?

Mahamu clenched his fist. Since his father was killed, every step has been like walking on thin ice. How long can he endure it now?

"Mahamu."

shouted Kun Timur.

Mahamu came out of his contemplation, quickly turned to look back, bowed and said, "Great Khan, I'm here."

Kun Timur smiled brightly and said: "The Chorus tribe is getting stronger day by day. I see that none of the people you sent miss the target, which shows that your strength is extraordinary. You are a man of great talent, why don't I betroth my sister to you?" how?"

Hearing this, Mahamu was horrified and trembled all over.

Hashiha's gaze towards Mahamu also became cold and stern, and his originally happy face became extremely gloomy.

Mahamu almost wanted to strangle Kun Timur to death. In public, if you can't kill whoever you want, what can you do to me? I can't see you on weekdays. When have I ever offended you to the point of trying to kill me?

Are you trying to get close to your sister here? How shameless? Have you forgotten that your sister is already married and her man is not dead yet?

Besides, what is your sister’s status that can compare with my woman?

My woman is Princess Samur, the real daughter of the Great Khan of the Beiyuan Dynasty. No matter how bad the Libala I bought is, at least she is recognized as the Great Khan on the grassland. Does your sister deserve to be a puppet?

Hashiha stared at Mahamu, and when Kun Timur reminded him, he suddenly realized that the Choros tribe had always been powerful, and seemed to have ambitions.

Mahamu and Kun Timur have a good relationship. They have a good relationship. What do they want?

oh……

You want to kill me, Mahamu, and then Mahamu become the prime minister, right?

Yes, this prime minister should belong to your father, Mahamu, but your father is dead. What, you want to take over?

It seems that I can't just keep my eyes on Tatar and Duoyan Erwei, but also have to pay attention to this evil wolf who is good at forbearing.

Kun Timur smiled proudly.

Puppet?

Even if he is a puppet, he is still the Great Khan in name only!

With this level of identity, everyone needs to give themselves some face.

And the most important thing is that once he gets close to someone, Hashiha will definitely be wary of the other person, and then he can divert trouble to the east and watch a big show for himself.

Isn’t this the best use of the Naadam Conference?

In front of everyone, get close to Mahamu, so that everyone can see clearly that you and Mahamu are willing to get married, and your status will probably be in danger. As long as Hashiha and Mahamu start to struggle and fight, haha, even if Hashiha cannot die, it will still be enough to involve him a lot of energy.

To sow discord, this is a very useful trick.

Mahamu was standing on the thin ice and was about to fall into the ice hole. In order to save himself and prevent Wala from falling into civil strife, Mahamu stood up.

One step, two steps...

The sound of heavy footsteps was unsettling.

Mahamu walked up to Kun Timur and Hashiha, without saying anything, he directly picked up a cantaloupe from the table and slammed it on Kun Timur's head, accompanied by a low roar: " Who do you think you are!"

This blow shocked all the nobles.

Even Hashiha, who had suffered a terrible disaster, was surprised. He wiped the cantaloupe fragments on his face and did not dislike them. He just threw them into his mouth and chewed them. He said in a deep voice: "Mahamu, you treat Dahan like this, but The crime of disrespect!"

Mahamu said proudly: "Mahamu's affairs are all decided by the Prime Minister. How can we allow others to interfere! If the Prime Minister thinks that I am doing something wrong, then I will be killed here!"

Harshi laughed loudly. Since he dared to show his loyalty in spite of the world's disapproval, she could not chill his heart no matter what.

"Great Khan, Mahamu's wife is Princess Samur, the legitimate daughter of the previous Great Khan. She has a noble status, and she has just given Mahamu a fat boy. Now we have to arrange a marriage for him. It's really unacceptable. It’s appropriate, it’s not appropriate.”

Harshiha said with a cheerful face, regardless of Kun Timur's embarrassment.

You kid, you are plotting in front of me, just wait and see!

Kun Timur made a miscalculation, which made him embarrassed and completely angered Mahamu and Ha Shiha. It will be even more difficult to live in the future.

unless……

"snort!"

Kun Timur stood up, said nothing, and took the people away directly. It wouldn't be good if he didn't leave. After all, it's not a good image to have a head full of flesh.

"good!"

Countless people in the audience cheered.

This shout was for Lin Zhe. After missing the target twice, Lin Zhe finally hit the bullseye three hundred steps away.

These herdsmen were not aware of the overt and covert struggles on stage, and they did not pay attention.

Ha Shiha appeased Mahamu and did not pursue the matter.

This scene seemed extremely dazzling in the eyes of Arutai, Yesuntai and others.

Although the Tatars do not like the puppet Kun Timur, he is the nominal Khan after all.

The great Khan was actually hit on the head with a melon in front of a large crowd and with the attention of nobles from all over the country. This is not impudence, but the following offense, which is rebellion!

Arutai, who has a strong sense of tradition, finally understood that it was impossible for Dayuan to prosper in the hands of Ha Shiha. The fate of the major tribes in Mongolia still needs to be chosen by yourself!

But just like Hashiha, he also needs a memorial arch. Unfortunately, this memorial arch has gone to the Timur Empire and has not come back yet. I don’t know whether Benya is afraid of being killed or has become a Timur warrior. chess piece.

In any case, this man must be in his hands, because only he can succeed the Great Khan, and only he can make the Tatar tribes obey.

So many people have been sent to search, but there is still no news. In this case, then send more people to go. When Hashaha is busy with the Naadam Conference and can't be distracted...

call out!

The arrow broke through the air, passed through the space, and hit the bullseye. The buzzing and trembling sound became so clear at this moment.

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