The domestic guard is a little sweet

Da Qi also has a crossbow, but generally the range is shorter, and the power is not as great. As a dark guard, he is proficient in all kinds of martial arts, and he also has a good understanding of ordinary weapons. Dark Twelve loves watching this Hold the bow and arrow, and your eyes are shining.

"How did the master think of it? He can shoot three arrows in a row. It's simply too powerful."

"It's just that I read a few ancient books with nothing to do, and there are words and phrases of Liannu on them, and I also have nothing to do to ponder, but I didn't expect it to be done. This little thing can be made of iron to make it even smaller. Yes, tie it to the arm as a sleeve arrow. Wait a few days for the craftsman to adjust it again, and find someone to make a batch of smaller crossbow arrows and send them to the dark guard camp, so that you can also have multiple ways to save your life."

Zhao Jin took over the crossbow and reloaded the three crossbows. Because his arms were not strong enough, his control over the crossbow was not strong enough. When the crossbow was shot, although it was firmly nailed to the target, it deviated from the quasi-heart.

Zhao Jin stepped forward and pulled out the crossbow bolt forcefully, seeing the destructive power of the arrow with satisfaction.

When Dark Twelve heard Zhao Jin's words, his eyes widened a few times, and his eyes flashed with joy. Apart from protecting the master's safety, the dark guard's job was to perform some dangerous tasks. With this sleeve arrow hidden in the arm, there will be a surprise victory at the critical moment.

"Thank you, master! With this crossbow, the strength of the palace's guards can also be improved by a few steps."

As a man, there is no Zhao Jin who doesn't like weapons. He fired several crossbow arrows in a row, his arm was slightly numb, and then he put it down and shook his sore arm.

He looked at An Twelve who couldn't put it down, and said with a smile: "This way you are satisfied, have you ever thought about making this crossbow bigger and putting it on the carriage, and pairing it with a powerful bowstring and crossbow, when the time comes, it will be as powerful as it is?" The shooting range is not the same."

In the history of the previous life, ancient crossbowmen have already existed, but after the change of dynasties, some technologies have been lost. Some modern historians have restored the crossbow, long crossbow and continuous crossbow based on modern methods and researching ancient history.

Although Zhao Jin was not a military fan in his previous life, boys like these swords, guns and sticks, so naturally he paid attention to them.

He has a very good memory, and now he remembers a general appearance, and it may not be difficult to make it.

If the pocket crossbow just now was a life-saving weapon, then when An Twelve heard what Zhao Jin said about the chariot, he immediately reacted with anger. The so-called chariot crossbow might require two or three people to operate at the same time. That power can be seen in general, if this is when the two countries are at war, it will definitely show its power.

An Shier glanced at Zhao Jin's face, gently picked up his right arm, and carefully massaged the acupoints to relieve the soreness of his master's arm.

"Master, this chariot, what do you mean?"

Zhao Jin felt a little helpless when he thought of his current status. Although the current emperor is the direct elder brother of Prince Rui, he is very suspicious. It is good that the construction blueprint of the pocket crossbow is posted online. Be suspicious.

"Wait a little longer, only you and I know about the car slave, don't let it out. Ask those craftsmen to draw detailed blueprints for me. Since they are all dead craftsmen signed by the palace, The children of the family can also be sent to the villa to be raised by the master."

Dark Twelve: "Yes."

These craftsmen have been contracted servants of the palace for generations, and this is also the center. However, since their families are all in the villa of the palace, Zhao Jin is not worried.

As for the blueprint for making the pocket continual crossbow, Zhao Jin directly handed it over in his usual greeting booklet. As for when his cheap elder brother will see it and whether he will pay attention to it or not, it has nothing to do with him.

Now that the weather has passed May, it is a bit hot, and the seedlings in the field are lush and growing very well.

The fertilizer that Zhao Jin asked the farmers to ferment before has also been fermented and gradually applied to the land.

After the crossbow was cured, Zhao Jin couldn't stay in the house, so he took An Shier and a few guards up the mountain to hunt. Thanks to the strength of the public anger, he managed to hunt a lot of birds.

Zhao Jin squatted in a bush with a crossbow in his hand, smiling, and saw a small gray thing running past his eyes and landed on the grass next to him, eating with his three-petal mouth open.

He grinned, pulled the crossbow arrow, and the swishing crossbow arrow shot out, staring straight at the rabbit.

"Ha! It's hunted!"

Zhao Jin laughed heartily, put the crossbow arrows in An Shier's arms, and ran forward.

An Shier followed behind Zhao Jin, always paying attention to his feet.

"Master, be careful where you step, don't slip and fall."

Zhao Jin happily ran to the grass in front of him, squatted down, and picked up the rabbit.

Spicy rabbit head, braised rabbit diced, spicy fried rabbit meat.

Sucking, the more I think about it, the more I feel greedy.

At this moment, An Twelve's footsteps stopped behind him, and his voice was a little tense.

"Master, don't move!"

Zhao Jin froze for a moment, and from the corner of his eye, he saw three steps away from him, a small blue snake about a foot long and as thick as a finger, with an orange belly and bean-sized black eyes, staring closely at Zhao Jin. , Spit out the scarlet snake letter.

Bamboo leaf green is highly poisonous and has neurotoxins.

Zhao Jin's heart tightened violently and he didn't dare to move. Big drops of cold sweat rolled down his forehead.

Zhao Jin didn't dare to turn around at all, he could only hear the sound of very thin footsteps, walking slowly to his side from behind.

Zhao Jin's heart was raised violently, he didn't even dare to breathe vigorously, the cold sweat had already soaked his back.

An Twelve's voice was gentle and gentle, but the tension inside could also be heard.

"Don't move, master, don't be afraid, I'm here."

Suddenly, Zhao Jin was not so afraid.

10 meter

5 meter

Dark Twelve's footsteps were getting closer and closer, and Zhao Jin could almost hear his heart beating wildly.

After squatting for so long, his feet were already numb, but he didn't dare to move. He kept looking at the little green snake from the corner of his eye.

The little snake seemed to feel the threat, and made a hissing sound, gradually swimming towards Zhao Jin's direction. The second's threat will naturally attack Zhao Jin first.

The cold sweat on Zhao Jin's forehead rolled down uncontrollably, and big drops of sweat splashed on the grass leaves around him. Zhuyeqing seemed to be frightened, and his body stiffened like Zhao Jin was flying.

Zhao Jin's face turned pale immediately, he let out a cry, and subconsciously covered his face with his arms.

"master!!!"

It was too late to say it, and then it was fast, and only heard a whoosh, and Zhao Jin felt someone standing beside him, and a familiar breath rushed towards his face.

Zhao Jin opened his eyes, only to see An Twelve standing beside him in black clothes, firmly pinching the head of the little green snake with two fingers, preventing it from moving, and the little snake Reluctantly, he twisted his tail, wrapped it around An Twelve's hand, and struggled wildly.

saved!

Zhao Jin seemed to hear a bang, his heart fell to the ground, and his feet were a little numb. He sat down on the grass next to him, panting as he watched An Shier grabbing the Zhuyeqing, and his voice trembled a little.

"Let's deal with it, it's too dangerous."

An Twelve nodded, took out a jet-black dagger from his waist, and quickly cut 7 inches towards the little snake, cutting out the heart when he was a child three times, and An Twelve cut off the little snake with the dagger The fangs of the little snake froze.

An Twelve casually threw the little snake far away, and stuck his arms in the wet soil under his body, only then did he return to his senses and look at Zhao Jin worriedly.

"Master, it's all right. Have you knocked anywhere? Have you been bitten?"

Zhao Jin shook his head again and again, grabbed An Shier's wrist that was holding the snake, and examined it carefully.

"How dare you just grab that snake like that, despite its small size, it is quite poisonous, did you get hurt by it?"

An Twelve held Zhao Jin's hand with his right hand, and shook his head slightly: "Twelve is fine, he was not bitten, the prince was shocked."

At this moment, after the catastrophe, Zhao Jin was a little bit out of strength before he realized that he was still holding the rabbit tightly in his hand just now. He shook his head, laughed and threw the rabbit on the ground, leaning his body limply on An Shier's shoulder. On the road, a little dazed.

"I was scared to death just now, I thought my life was going to be told here."

Zhao Jin knew that he was protected by experts, but instinctively, he was still afraid and frightened.

Although his hands were a little dirty, An Twelve couldn't care less, held Zhao Jin tightly in his arms, and said in a low voice: "It's okay, Twelve will never let Master have trouble, no matter what the situation, Twelve will stand by you in front of."

The thought of loyal servants in ancient times is that life and death depend on the master. The so-called king wants his ministers to die, and the ministers have to die. This is not empty talk.

Hearing these words, Zhao Jin felt a little moved, but also a little sad. Sometimes he even didn't want to go deep into it. An [-]'s unreserved emotion that can be entrusted to life and death is whether it is the loyalty of the subordinates to the master, or something else.

Not wanting to be in the strange circle of his own thinking, Zhao Jin smiled, hugged An Twelve's thin waist to calm down his emotions, and didn't get up until the numbness in his feet eased.

Picking up the rabbit that was beaten just now, looking at Zhuyeqing's corpse next to him, he was still a little angry, fiddled with the stick twice, and the dead snake said angrily: "Take this little snake with you, although It is highly poisonous, but it is also a good medicine in the hands of a doctor."

After making sure that his master was all right, Dark Twelve naturally followed suit. He broke off a large leaf from a nearby plant, and put the little snake's body and the snake's heart in it.

After the shock just now, Zhao Jin was covered in dirt and grass clippings, and he lost interest in hunting. Fortunately, the group went down the mountain.

Butler Liu saw that his master was in such a panic when he went up the mountain, and when he heard that he was almost bitten by a poisonous snake, he was frightened out of his wits, and quickly called the accompanying doctor in the villa to examine Zhao Jin, to make sure that his master was just a little frightened , After nothing else hindered me, I was relieved.

Zhao Jin drank the tranquilizing medicine after washing up. He wanted to take a lunch break with his big heart-warming pillow, but he didn't want to take advantage of his elder brother's chief eunuch, so he came to the villa to pass the decree.