Although Song Tianming's reputation in Dongpan Township is getting better and better, the old family is still full of generations.

At this moment, I felt angry and said unhappy when I saw Song Tianming: "Boy, you really don't hit the wall and don't look back. Do you know that I'm almost tired and broken up recently?"

"Yeah, isn't it because the old lady went to Cuiyanlou?"

Song Tianming's joke made Wei Xiaozi laugh.

"Sir, don't say anything. Our old friend is so powerful. He was in Wanhua Building in Yunzhou back then..."

Lao Li was so angry that he knocked the ground with a crutch.

"Blind Wei, why are you talking about serious business in front of the junior?"

Another veteran named Cheng Dashan said, "Mr., you made a fishing net first, opened a textile shop, and took us all to live a good life. We really thank you, but now you have to pay household taxes as soon as autumn comes, and it is still difficult to live in winter."

Wei Xiaozi also continued: "The crossbow you made is really not good. You are a waste of money. According to me, it is better to buy some Sanshi bows with this money. Hexianwei is my old acquaintance. I saved him half his life before, so it should not be difficult to get ten."

The old friend rolled his eyes: "Can you still pull the Sanshi Bow open? How many people in our village can pull the open?"

The old village chief said earnestly: "Recently, several villages have purchased a batch of fishing nets, which are basically enough. You mentioned the need for Jinling County last time, why not go and run now, otherwise our textile workshop will be shut down and life will be sad again."

Several other veterans also advised him a few words. In short, as the leader of Dongpan Township, you cannot do anything like this.

At this time, Zhou Yi happened to come with tea.

Song Tianming said, "Miss, come and try it."

Without waiting for a few old guys to open their mouths, Song Tianming said: "Today is the final experiment. If it still doesn't work, I will follow what you said, how?"

Zhou Yi took the crossbow, and Song Tianming taught him how to aim and launch.

It's actually very simple, just pull the trigger.

Zhou Yi, a girl, was inevitably a little panicked when she came into contact with a weapon for the first time in her life.

When he was nervous, his operation was deformed, and a crossbow arrow flew towards several veterans.

These veterans crawled out of the pile of dead people and immediately fell to the ground. Only the sound of breaking the air was heard passing through the top of their heads, and then the big tree behind them made a dull sound.

"Husband, I'm so stupid. I forgot to aim when I was nervous."

Seeing that Zhou Yi was so anxious that she wanted to cry, Song Tianming immediately comforted him: "It's okay, you do it again."

Several veterans were still scared. Based on their years of experience in the battlefield, they could judge the lethality by listening to the sound of crossbow arrows breaking through the air. If they were hit, they would lose their skin even if they were not killed.

Just as I wanted to get up, I heard the sound of breaking through the air again.

Hurry up and crawl again.

With a muffled sound, the tail of the crossbow arrow was still vibrating.

Several veterans were extremely embarrassed, but they didn't dare to get up, for fear that Zhou Yi would take another arrow.

It was not until Zhou Yi handed over the crossbow to Song Tianming that several veterans got up.

Several people went to see the big tree behind them, while others went to see the wooden boards for the experiment.

Finally, he looked surprised.

"Is this really the one you've shot? How is that possible?"

"Is the Three Stone Bow just like this? It's really incredible."

"No, the young man shot another arrow at fifty steps."

Song Tianming raised the continuous crossbow and shot the remaining eight crossbow arrows, but as a result, a wooden board more than an inch thick broke from the middle.

"This...this..."

The old villager was already shocked.

Several veterans were also speechless by this shocking attack power.

"This is my improved serial crossbow. The conditions are limited now and can be improved in the future."

Cheng Dashan, who used to be an archer, said excitedly: "Mr., can you let me try it?"

Song Tianming picked up ten crossbow arrows, checked that they had not deformed, and then loaded them into the arrow box.

“Can this arrow be used repeatedly?”

"It can also temper poison."

It seemed that Song Tianming felt that it was not shocked enough, and he said: "The arrow box can be replaced. One person can carry twenty at a time. He can shoot half a stick of incense, forming continuous fire suppression."

Several veterans opened their mouths slightly, and their minds felt blank.

"What a terrifying existence it would be if this were to equip an army?"

The old village chief suddenly sighed to the sky: "If the young man had been born ten years ago, how could the old general Xiao ended with hatred? How could the fall of Yunzhou? Millions of people were tragically ravaged by the barbarians? How could I have committed a lot of hard work and personally accept the year."

Seeing the old friend's excitement, Song Tianming had to pour cold water on him.

"Although the continuous-engine crossbow is amazing, its materials are limited, and at most it can be built with a cross."

"Don't blame me, young man, the old man has a short knowledge. In the future, you just need to build a continuous-engine crossbow with peace of mind. Just give me instructions on what materials you need."

The old minister didn't care. If he could build a cross, he could go up the mountain to hunt, and the villagers would have hope for their lives.

Then the old clerk said solemnly: "You old guys should understand that this serial crossbow is a big killing weapon wherever you put it, so you must not gossip, otherwise don't blame me for turning against you."

The veterans naturally knew the importance and agreed.

"From now on, the young man will set up a guard post in his backyard. You can arrange this matter Wei Blind," said Mr. Wei.

Wei Wei, who was once a scout, took the initiative.

Although several veterans were grateful for what Song Tianming did before, they did not respect him.

After all, they have all seen big scenes, but today they saw such a shocking killing weapon and were completely impressed.

That night, Lao Li grew up home, closed the door, and wrote a letter in a crooked manner, and asked the girl to secretly send it out the next day.

‘Now the Major General is in prison. If I can help with this old bone, I will have the face to meet the old general in the future.’
Chapter completed!