Focus on the sleeves in your hand.

To be honest, this head is bigger than he imagined.

The main body is cylindrical, and the length is about 17 cm. If it is thick, it is almost the same thickness as an adult's finger.

The shell material is made of bronze.

So there is still a little bit in the weight of the hand.

In order to facilitate the fixing, the two sides of the main body are sewn with a soft leather similar to the arm guard.

"Go, let's find a place to try the power."

He Liang, who heard this, quickly took the piece of animal coat hanging on the side and put it on Luo.

The weather is getting colder and colder now.

Paying attention to the physical condition of their emperor's majesty, lest he get sick from the cold, has become one of the important duties of the guards.

The group did not go far.

Looking for a piece of open space directly outside, and then erecting a wooden stake is even.

"Zhao Lei, how do you use this sleeve arrow?"

Tied to the arm, this step is of course no teacher.

But how did the sleeves come out? He really didn't know.

When I watched movies and TV shows before.

The assassin in the room often raises his hand casually, and the sleeved arrow hidden in the sleeve is shot out with a bang.

For this fascinating operation, Luo Ji has not understood what is the principle.

Some people say that there is an organ on the arm of the sleeve, as long as the arm is forced, it will trigger.

But Luo Ji thinks this is a nonsense.

Because of that, isn't it easy to accidentally get hurt and miss?

Zhao Lei, who heard the question of Luo Ji, naturally quickly arched his hand.

"Please excuse Weichen to offend."

"come on."

After getting permission from Luo Ji, Zhao Lei quickly ran around and rushed up.

Then picked up a slender arrow from the wooden plate on which the sleeved arrow was placed, and carefully installed the helper.

At this time, Luo Ji looked very clear, while the arrow was loaded.

I only heard a bang, and the side of the main body of the sleeve was actually popping up a bronze pick.

This time, he decisively understands.

When you want to launch an attack, just push the bronze pick, and the arrow inside will be shot.

"How much is this range?"

"Under the squat, the limit range is about 20 meters, but the power cannot be guaranteed. There will be some deviation in the head. Within 15 meters, it should be the most secure. Within ten meters, the power should be the strongest." Zhao Lei replied respectfully.

Luo Ji nodded, glanced at the distance between himself and the wooden stake, and then stepped back a few steps.

After the standing, Luo Ji was not in a hurry, and did not hurry to aim at it.

I only heard a slight whisper.

In the blink of an eye, the slender arrow has been nailed to the distant stake.

After that, the Luo Ji action did not stop, while walking forward, while trying to reload the arrow to the sleeve arrow.

This filling operation is actually very simple. After watching Zhao Lei once, he figured it out.

Luo Ji shot a total of three arrows, from far to near, respectively, 20 meters range, 15 meters range and 10 meters range.

This distance is visual and cannot be said to be accurate.

However, this is more in line with the actual situation.

After all, in actual combat, the enemy will not give you time to measure the distance, relying on visual inspection.

After entering, looking at the three arrows nailed to the stake, Luo Ji can clearly distinguish it.

The arrow from the position of 20 meters, the position is indeed offset, and the power is obviously insufficient. Basically, only a little arrow part has not entered the stake, and it is easy to pull it out. It is.

The arrow that was shot from the fifteen-meter position had no problem at the head, and that most of the arrows did not enter the stake, and the decisiveness showed power.

As for the next ten meters, there is no doubt that the power is stronger than the previous one, and the whole arrow is completely out of the stake.

According to this power, within ten meters, even if it is the enemy wearing a leather armor, this sleeve arrow can also cause a fatal attack on it!

This time, not only Luo, but even the guards of He Liang and others, watching the eyes of the sleeves are also a burst of two eyes.

As a self-defense weapon, this sleeve arrow is undoubtedly qualified.

In the unexpected situation, it is absolutely easy to take the enemy's life.

This Luo Ji can be said to be very satisfied.

At the same time, I also felt the power of Ye Hao, an ordnance master.

After all, the weapon of the sleeve arrow, he basically only proposed such a concept.

I did not expect that with a little inspiration, Ye Hao would make this self-defense weapon.

But the point is...

“Zhao Lei, can this sleeve be mass-produced? What is the production efficiency?”

That's right, this is what Luo Ji cares about.

For the supreme ruler of a civilization.

If the sleeve arrow can't be mass-produced, then even if it is even more powerful, the value is limited.

For this problem, Zhao Lei is undoubtedly psychologically prepared. Now it is quite simple to say it...

"Back to the squat, the construction of the internal parts of this sleeve is very fine ~ lightnovelpub.net ~ the efficiency of mass production, I am afraid it is slower than the handcuffs."

“It’s fine, as long as it can be mass-produced!”

Slow down a bit slower, as long as it is not as difficult to make as a top ordnance master like Ye Hao.

Luo Ji, who was relieved a little in his heart, was even more happy with his mood.

Quite refreshingly rewarded something to Zhao Lei and Ye Hao, and on the grounds of making up the merits, he immediately lifted the punishment for Ye Hao’s confinement.

Luo Ji all the way to Xiaoquer, walked towards the practice place of the Der Spiegel Opera Troupe.

Now that you are out, let’s take a look at how the opera rehearsed.

At the same time, the other side, Baihe City...

The small snow of the day has put a snow-white color on this whole piece of the northern mountain forest, and in the invisible pressure on the northern tribes.

"Now among the members of the tribes, there have been many voices of 'no migration to the south,' and it will not work like this." Harold, sitting next to the fire, said without hesitation.

Before they moved all the way south, the food that had already been consumed has long been inseparable.

The food crisis, plus the previous defeat.

The combination of the two clearly caused their internal problems.

Hill, who heard this, was sneer with disdain.

"Don't move south? If you stay there, now, their bodies are estimated to have been integrated into the snow!"

Harold, who heard this, was silent, and it was the default of Hill.

"Be prepared, before the weather is completely cold, we have to launch a third attack. If we can't take the stone wall this time, then we probably need to change the original plan."