The First-Class Medical Princess

Following Su Yunchu's words, Murong Yuan continued, "Ah Chu is right!" He praised Su Yunchu with no discomfort in his tone.

Su Yunchu shook his head, "The range of traditional bows and arrows is too short, and it is more difficult to practice. It will be eliminated in the battlefield after all." However, Su Yunchu also understands that under the current level, firearms It has not been really well developed and utilized. Today, the long-range weapons on the battlefield are still bows and crossbows. These words are nothing but groundless exclamations.

Murong Yuan understood in his heart why Su Yunchu sighed, "What do you think, Ah Chu?"

Su Yunchu put the bow and arrow aside, but picked up a crossbow, "Compared with arrows, I prefer to use crossbows!"

With that said, the bow and crossbow in his hand fell to the ground and sent out an arrow feather, which hit the center of the arrow target a hundred and fifty steps away.

However, today's crossbows are really inferior to the level of the later Tang and Song Dynasties. The range of each arrow is not far enough, which is no different from the range of bows and arrows. Apart from being easier to operate than traditional bows and arrows, the meaning of existence is not great.

Seeing that Su Yunchu seemed to be extremely proficient in using the crossbow, Yan Yishan was stunned again, who is this woman Murong Yuan is looking for!

Seeing that Su Yunchu used the crossbow machine to lightly fire a crossbow arrow, and the posture was correct and natural, and then saw her looking at the crossbow machine in her hand with some distaste, Murong Yuan's eyes flickered slightly, "Ah Chu, the crossbow machine in the army Dissatisfied."

Su Yunchu didn't hide it, "I'm really dissatisfied. I think that with the current level of technology, the shortest firing distance of the manufactured crossbow should be two hundred steps away."

Yan Yishan was dissatisfied, "Two hundred steps is already a long way!"

Su Yunchu looked at him and shook his head, "If there is more processing on the materials and mechanisms, three hundred steps will not be a problem at all."

"Oh! You're joking." Yan Yishan couldn't believe her words.

Su Yunchu curled his lips, not responding to Yan Yishan's words.

But Murong Yuan, who was standing by the side, really listened to Su Yunchu's words. The three-hundred-step crossbow machine is a level he dared to imagine but could not reach. Beiliang is a fierce nation in the north. , has always had an advantage, even in terms of riding and shooting tools, it is better than Daxin. This is also one of the reasons why the two countries have not seen a clear conclusion despite frequent battles over the years.

Su Yunchu didn't say any more, but picked up the bow and arrow, and continued to practice in the arena. However, seeing Yan Yishan's previous expression, he had a slight idea in his heart, and he didn't know if it could be formed in the end.

When I returned to Murong Yuan's tent at night, Murong Yuan was not in the tent because he had to deal with military affairs. Looking at the desk where Murong Yuan was supposed to be, Su Yunchu walked forward and stood on top of the desk. Spread out a piece of white paper, pick up a small unburned charcoal in the stove, and draw something on the spread out white paper.

At night, as soon as Murong Yuan entered the tent, he saw the person who usually read military books and the analysis of previous years' battle reports on the soft couch, sitting behind the desk and drawing something. , very quiet, with an unusually serious look, it seems that she lacks the tenderness of a girl and more of the calmness of a wise man.

The corner of Murong Yuan's mouth raised a smile unconsciously, and walked towards Su Yunchu.

Hearing the sound of footsteps, Su Yunchu didn't raise his head, but said naturally, "Huaiqing, come and have a look."

When Murong Yuan walked over to take a look, he saw that Su Yunchu had already drawn the shapes of several crossbows and small pictures of some parts on the white paper with charcoal pencils of different thicknesses. It seemed that they were very different from the current crossbows. big difference.