Chapter 1565: A Single Arrow

Those who began to surround them were basically all Slaves, with almost no combat capability; they were all forced forward in an attempt to use their bodies to block the advance of the warhorses, just as they would use their bodies to grapple when surrounding wild beasts.

Unfortunately, now that it was the speed and power of horses combined with human wisdom and Weapons, such resistance and harassment were all in vain; without expending any effort at all, they charged out from the midst of the crowd that had not yet been fully encircled.

The two groups of men and horses quickly pulled away to the edges, and there was no need for Bow and Arrow; shooting those Slaves would be a pure waste. However, when Hun was preparing to retreat, he saw that extremely strong man in his field of vision, so he shot an Arrow in his direction; unfortunately, it did not hit, but it could still serve as a deterrent.

The second and third teams also successfully ignited a fire, and after completing their mission, they immediately withdrew. The mission of their two teams was to set fires; in their arrow quivers were Fire Arrows, with arrowheads wrapped tightly in grease-soaked material. Once lit and shot rapidly, they could cause fires at the landing point.

It is a pity that although they attacked places with many people, there was nothing important there. They ignited the Grass, and judging by the fire, it might have ignited some wooden sheds, but the damage caused was minimal; no one was burned to death, and no grain or fodder was burned, which was very regrettable.

However, the chaos caused was quite sufficient. The entire camp of the Xingtian Tribe was already in a mess. It is estimated that they would remain in this state of high tension and trepidation for the rest of the day, and having witnessed the attack methods of the Huaxia Tribe, they would certainly have some misgivings in their hearts; this was exactly the attack effect desired.

After confirming there were no pursuers behind them, everyone rode slowly, leisurely. Hun was still on horseback, asking everyone to summarize the combat experience they had just gained, what problems they had discovered, whether any accidents had occurred, and what they had learned.

At the same time, he also spoke of his own command errors, the inadequate understanding of the Three-Three System, and the unreasonable arrangement of tactics. He also criticized the fourth team for charging too fiercely and too deeply, telling them to be steadier in the future; even when riding horses, they must not charge so fiercely again.

Because they were not returning by the same route and were walking along a deeper position, they did not bump into Suzhong, who was already running until he was almost vomiting; otherwise, they could have mocked Suzhong again.

In the chaotic camp, Xingtian's face, which was already very dark, was now even more like ink. He did not expect his enemies to be so fierce, and to have such means to harass them at such a fast speed, while having so few people.

He looked at the Arrow on his Tent; it was stuck in the wooden pillar supporting the Tent, and he hadn't even seen clearly who had shot it.

He pulled the Arrow out. Although this depth was easy for his strength, he was still surprised by its depth. They also had bows and arrows themselves; as an ancient tribe, they had such Weapons.

Their bows were mainly used for shooting stones and fired Mud Pellets to hunt small prey because the power was not that great. They also had arrows, sharpened, with a groove at the back to catch on the string, but the power was also limited and could only hunt small prey. Moreover, because they were very long, the accuracy was not as good as Mud Pellets, so the Arrow was not valued, but the strength of the bow existed.

There was nothing else here, but there was plenty of hardwood, and people's strength was sufficient; pulling a bow made of hardwood was not a problem for any hunter.

Furthermore, their arrows were mainly made of bamboo, a type of bamboo that was not thick and was very straight; one only needed to shave the leaves off the shaft. The hollow tube at the front could have a Stone Arrowhead inserted into it, and the groove at the back could be cut with a slanted Knife to the left and right, which was very simple, with low production difficulty and low cost. Trying to find a wooden stick that straight and then binding an arrowhead to it was actually harder.

This kind of bamboo was Arrow Bamboo, the main food of the giant panda. Because it could be used to make arrows, it was called Arrow Bamboo, but for a tribe without plant taxonomy, bamboo was just bamboo, and there were not so many variety names.

The Huaxia Tribe used Arrow Bamboo for some arrow shafts, but good arrows still used wooden shafts because wooden shafts were more durable and of higher quality. Poor arrows that required mass consumption were made with Arrow Bamboo; as long as the quantity was large and sufficient, it was fine.

And the one in Xingtian's hand was a wooden Arrow with an Iron head. Seeing the cold-glinting arrowhead, Xingtian was also extremely surprised. To what extent was his enemy so extravagant that they could use this kind of metal to make arrowheads, wasting so much?

And the feathers on the tail, what were they for? Could it be that because of this structure, it could fly so far and have such great power?

Xingtian did not care about the still-messy camp, but asked for a bow. He wanted to test whether the power would greatly increase if the bow used this kind of arrow.

A bow was not easy to find. After rummaging for a while, he found a bow of sufficient quality and handed it to Xingtian. Xingtian had almost never used a bow, so when he drew the bow and nocked the arrow, he used brute force to pull it, without aiming, and just let go and shot it at a tree not far away.

If Baifeng could get such a strong archer, he would have people make the best, most powerful Hard Bow for him to use. He could even make arrows like the Qing Bow, directly used as a short Spear launcher, the kind that could pin a person to the ground with one shot.

The Arrow flew out straight with a 'whoosh', just as Xingtian had hoped. It didn't deviate much from the direction and stuck deeply into the tree. This scene shocked the Soldiers watching nearby; since when did their bows have such powerful force?

Xingtian weighed the bow in his hand and then walked step by step toward the tree. He did not pull the Arrow out, but first looked at how deep it had shot in. He was still shocked by the power. When he pulled it, the shaft came out, but the arrowhead remained inside and did not come out.

He did not throw away the arrow shaft, but used his axe to chop at the tree with a 'clack-clack' sound, sending wood chips flying. After chopping until the arrowhead was exposed, he pulled the arrowhead out. Every piece of metal at this time was extremely precious and could not be wasted at all.

Other Soldiers were watching. Xingtian threw the arrow shaft to the person beside him: "You also have people make such arrows, and in the back, tie some fur and try again to see if it can increase the power this much."

All the Soldiers were witnesses; how could they not like a Weapon with such great power? Not to mention that this Weapon was in the hands of the enemy, they also wanted it, so they immediately agreed and had already thought about how to arrange for its production.