Insufficient balance
"Hum, you cook and eat by yourself from now on. Anyway, I am... We are all hard to support, so you'd better take care of yourself!"
This sentence was spoken by Little John when he lost his temper, but he scolded in English, and Shu Yiner's habit of only saying half a sentence seemed to have infected him.
The one who is generally big with him is Shu Yiner. The two of them always show an attitude that they will never get along with Old Martin.
"I'm talking about Teacher Martin, not you, look at what you've taught Erlang! Confucius didn't say that when it comes to learning... ...at the right time... isn't it also enjoyable? I haven't heard you teach him to recite!"
Shu Yiner's out-of-place quote from the Analects almost made Martin burst out laughing. Unfortunately, he was now a fugitive and had to propel his donkey cart forward himself since no one was around to push it for him.
Compared with others' high horses and big cars, he is simply a modern-day Zhang Guo Lao.
Martin regretted it in his heart, why did he have to teach this sentence that would offend people to Zhao Fubo. And, you bastard, if you don't want a wife, just don't want one, why say it out loud like that?
It was Zhao Fubo, who had just caused trouble, who was chatting with Abdule Matini as if nothing had happened, and he seemed to be taking credit for inventing the pulley bow.
"I'm telling you, our Lamborghini folding bow is great, it's light and stable when pulled up..."
At this time, Emin and the Basel brothers let Abdul Matini go back to fetch weapons and armor. Not only did they take their own, but also took a set of armor for Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke each.
It was Abdul Matin who, while discussing martial arts with Zhao Fubo, did not forget to recommend his sister - Oria to Zhao Fubo.
"My sister Oria is 15 years old, roughly the same age as you, her eyes are like the brightest stars, her skin..."
It can be seen from Abdul Matini's description that he dotes on his sister. However, Zhao Fubo is still a naive guy at this time, and his appearance is inevitably suspected of being a famous pearl in the dark.
"I said, Martini brother, we're not talking about martial arts, why do you keep mentioning your sister!"
Abdul Matin does not have a crooked head.
"My sister is very beautiful and she's very smart, you know, she chose you!"
As soon as the topic deviated from martial arts, Zhao Fubo became somewhat listless.
"Okay, she chose me, so what?"
Abdul Matin's interest was no less, as if he had already made up his mind that Zhao Fubo would definitely be his brother-in-law.
"One day you will become my brother-in-law, I heard from my father that he will give her a very rich dowry. And she is very beautiful and smart! You are also one of my best friends, and you are very powerful!"
"At the very least, your spear skills are impressive. If you weren't so young, I think that in a few more years, no one in the entire Desert City would be able to match up against you! And as for you..."
He turned his head and said to Muk on his other side.
"Your skills are pretty good, but you shouldn't have been using that spear for a long time!"
Mu Ke nodded his head, affirming what he said, and had nothing else to say. This also made Abdul Matini, who was eager to make friends with him, somewhat at a loss.
"Alas, my elder brother, that's not a spear, that's a gun. What you're using is called a spear, but we're using the great Song Dynasty's exclusive large guns, and no one here knows how to use them!"
When it comes to his own marksmanship, Zhao Fubo can't help but feel a little proud, and he chats with Abdul Matin all the way, making the atmosphere lively.
The place of comparison is a familiar geographical environment chosen by Abdul Matini, and there are not many people here, so it is safer to use for archery competitions.
In addition, he also understood Martin's kindness.
Zhao Fubo's big gun is probably a secret weapon. If the method of use is seen by others, it's possible that they will come up with a way to break it at the martial arts conference.
When they arrived at the martial arts arena, the two giants were already waiting there. When they took out their weapons, it was indeed as if their physique was the same, making people's hearts tremble with fear.
Although Shu Yiner didn't say a word, the expression on her face already showed that she had started to worry. Little John was not much better than her, probably this was the natural psychological pressure of archers towards close combat soldiers.
"These two guys are indeed a pair of mighty beasts. Just look at their weapons, let alone using them to fight people, it's already impressive if others can even lift them!"
Since Martin had seen these two guys, he had always called them giants in his heart. At this moment, he found that they were not only like giants, but their weapons were also like giants.
Martin once thought that their weapons would be as huge as the ones he had heard in storytelling and seen in legends, weighing hundreds or thousands of kilograms.
But now it's just dozens of kilograms after all.
For example, the weapons of these two giant beasts should be called Western-style sledgehammers.
On a pole about 1.5 meters long, a metal hammer the size of an eight-treasure porridge pot is installed, with four sharp corners protruding from it.
"If this thing were to explode on a person's head, no matter what armor you wear, it would probably break your bones and tear your tendons."
This time, Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke did not notice these things. On the contrary, the two brothers were deeply interested in the helmets they brought for them.
Mamluks were heavy cavalrymen who wore not only mail but also articulated steel plates, either laminated or riveted together, on their chests and backs.
Seeing these armor, Martin couldn't help but think that if Zhao Fubo went to the battlefield in the future, what kind of armor should he wear.
If it's just for defense against piercing, then the laminated armor is not bad. But if those two brothers, like giant beasts, use war hammers with spikes as their main function, I'm afraid the effect of the laminated armor will be minimal.
Just as Martin was absorbed in his own thoughts about a distant future, Zhao Fu and Bo had already started their first round of competition.
The two brothers held bows that were much larger than those of ordinary people. Their height of over two meters allowed them to easily draw and fire large, recurve composite bows like longbows.
The problem is that when Eastern recurve composite bows are made that large, their power far exceeds the range of English longbows.
"Heh heh, because of their tall stature, the bows they use are all for defending cities. You know that this kind of bow has great power and a very long range!"
Abdul Matini was somewhat embarrassed to explain, as for him, not mentioning this matter earlier had taken advantage of Zhao Fu and others.
"No big deal, you can try our bow, no matter how you compare, it's still our bow that has the upper hand!"
As they spoke, Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke took out their own Rambo folding bows from the cowhide quivers behind their saddles.
Although they didn't fold the bow like Stallone in "First Blood" and put it away for convenience, this doesn't prevent them from performing a bow arm switch trick in other people's eyes.
Loosen the bowstring and replace the commonly used bow arm.
In no time at all, under Abdul Matin's astonished gaze, two bows the size of a city wall, known as "King Bows", were assembled.
"But we didn't bring any long arrows with us, so we'll have to borrow yours for a try!"
Fortunately, the two brothers brought a lot of arrows, and they were all Mamluk military arrows. The strength and accuracy were also good.
"Alright, get ready to shoot!"
At this time Little John rode back on horseback, in the open and deserted place, five targets stood there. A distance of one hundred and fifty meters was not necessary for what shooting range.
Obviously on the battlefield, especially when shooting while riding, the requirement for accuracy will be higher.
Even if the lightly armed long-range archers can reach far, facing the defensive lock armor, without lethality, they are completely useless.
Of course, this excludes the bows used by the five people in front of us.
Zhao Fubo and Mu Ke used their own bows, while Abd al-Matin used John's bow.
What made him feel even more uncomfortable was that it seemed to be Little John's hobby. On his bowstring, there were actually two small red pom-poms tied up.
"Each man fire five arrows... Ready..."
As soon as Little John's clear voice sounded, five people simultaneously opened their bows in hand.
"What's going on?"
This was the first thought that came to Abdul Matin's mind, and he was amazed to find that the bow in his hand, although it was as "heavy" as a normal crossbow when opened, became lighter and easier to pull as he pulled it back.
When he drew his bow full and aimed, the power used was actually smaller than when he first opened his bow. When he felt this change, there was a kind of crazy joy in his heart.
Drawing a bow fully is not difficult for those with sufficient strength, but when the bow is drawn and held while aiming, this is actually the most difficult time.
First, a lot of strength is required to stabilize the bow, and energy must also be allocated for aiming. Especially the former, whether it's a longbow or a compound bow, a strong bow is a test for every archer.
Although composite bows also have the advantage of being less powerful when fully drawn, compared to this bow in his hand, it has no advantages at all.
It was at this point that he had barely felt these advantages, and he hadn't even reached the point of being surprised yet. But after Little John gave the order to "release", something even more astonishing happened.
Aimin and Basel brothers' arrows flew out with a clear arc. This was because the distance was relatively far, they had to aim slightly higher.
Abdul Matin was like them in his archery, but when he saw the flying arrow, he immediately realized that he had aimed high.
The power of this Lanbo folding bow in hand is very great, not only is the arrow speed faster than a regular bow, but even when the arrow flies out, its trajectory is much flatter.
This brought him a surprise and even more dare not underestimate the mysterious Zhao Fubo in front of him.
The Lamborghini folding bow in his hand gave him another kind of reverie.
"If I had a bow like this, then during the competition..."

