Magus Tech

More than fifty people, one-eighth, this loss is not small, but it is not too large.

In Richard's view, with only seven-eighths of the enemies remaining, he can still crush Gro and his party. Once he is determined to forcibly attack, it does not change much from the previous results.

The only thing that might be different is morale.

Morale is very important for an army, especially in the cold weapon era, morale can almost determine everything.In the explosion just now, in a state of confusion and fear of the unknown, the morale of the army outside the camp obviously lost more than the number of people.If the previous morale was one hundred, then the current morale is about fifty.

After all, the destructive power of hot weapons is almost destructive to the soldiers of the cold weapon era.

In addition, if there is no wrong guess, the soldiers and leaders who came to the siege might not know that they were doing a rebellious thing.This kind of thing is illegal and under great pressure.

If all goes well, they may be able to carry on with some enthusiasm or the temptation of interest.But once it fails, the madness turns into fear and fear, and the morale declines rapidly, and it can only barely be maintained, and then enter a state of watching and tempting.At this time, once again hit, it will become the last straw to crush the camel, morale directly reduced to zero, collapse and escape.

This is equivalent to the chaotic army in the history of modern earth. When fighting downwind, the fighting power of the massacre and adultery is stronger than anyone, and it can defeat the official army head-on.However, once the fighting is unfavorable, if you encounter an elite official army, you may be crushed at a touch. The hundreds of officers can chase thousands of chaotic troops everywhere.

In this case……

Li Cha raised his eyebrows and saw that the soldiers outside the camp had finished sorting the team and were preparing to launch a new round of temptation to turn around and look to the side, looking at a nobleman.

"Bill Caesar...Mr." Richard yelled.

"Ah? Me?" Bill Caesar among the nobles stunned, and looked alertly to Richard, "You...what do you want to do?"

"Help me do two things," Richard said calmly. "One is to take the arrow I made in the tent, and the other is to help me find a better crossbow."

"Ah? Why is it me?" Bill Caesar said reluctantly.

"Can't it?" Richard looked at each other calmly.

"I..." Bill Caesar's mood at this moment is like rolling a bed with a beautiful lady of nobility in bed. When she is about to complete a harmonious life, she suddenly sees that the beautiful lady is not a lady at all. A silly dog.

Why are you again?This damn wizard not only killed his own horse, drew his own blood, but now even instructs himself to take things. Why!Is it because, of all these people, only one has not inherited the title?But can I blame myself? My father can't die, so he may be able to send him away, and he is helpless.

Really!

This is a very sad thing, can you stop bullying yourself?

Although Bill Caesar thought so, he didn't dare to say it. Looking at Richard's calm but unemotional gaze, what he couldn't help was a cold, shrinking his neck, Nono said: "Ah... , I'll go get it for you."

Bill Caesar left quickly, Richard looked at the other person's back and couldn't help but reflect: Was he holding a sheep's wool wool so hard?If that's the case...Let all the wool go.

Bill Caesar didn't know Richard's thoughts, otherwise he might have to jump up and fight desperately with Richard, but because he didn't know, he obediently took what Richard wanted.

Richard nodded with satisfaction, picked up an arrow he had processed, put it into a hand-crafted crossbow, stringed it well, and turned his head to look outside the camp.

The soldiers outside the camp were preparing to attack. This time it was not a cavalry charge, but a bow and arrow.After all, the sudden explosion just made everyone feel terrified and did not want to suffer again.For safety reasons, it is better to stay away and use a bow and arrow.

Outside the camp, a lead-like person is continually shouting and issuing orders, directing many soldiers to adjust their formation to ensure the volley effect.

Li Cha narrowed his eyes, raised his crossbow and aimed at the other party.

Pull the trigger the next moment.

"call out!"

The arrow flew out as fast as a black awn, hitting a very precise... a tree outside the camp.

"Poof", the arrow penetrated into the trunk, and the tail of the arrow was still shaking.

Missed!

Richard was expressionless, without any embarrassment, and there was no fluctuation in his eyes, as if he had expected it.

The reason for this is that I really thought of this result, or did it on purpose.

The sharp shooter who wears Yang in a hundred steps exists in reality, but the sharp shooter with a hundred shots and no misses only exists in entertainment novels and movies.

The reason is very simple, because of the influence of the external environment, equipment, and the shooter's personal body, there must be an error in shooting.The farther away, the more complex the environment, the worse the physical condition, the greater the error.

Even on the modern earth, the most elite sniper with the highest precision sniper rifle cannot guarantee that the first bullet fired during the mission will hit 100%.

Generally speaking, in the process of performing a mission, if a sniper needs to assemble a disassembled sniper rifle before shooting, or shoot with an unfamiliar firearm.Then, before aiming at the target, one or more rounds of bullets must be tested to adjust the firearm error, otherwise the place where the bullet hits may be several meters away from the target.

After all... killing people also has to be reasonable and scientific.It's not that you can kill if you want to kill, unless you really have a full grasp of this ability to kill, and every detail.

His eyes flickered, and Li Cha looked at the arrow shaft that hit the tree trunk without turning his head. One hand continued to hold the crossbow, and the other hand protruded a very simple way: "arrow!"

Bill Caesar, holding many arrows on one side, reluctantly handed an arrow to Richard's hand.

Richard was not too verbose, quickly inserted the arrow into the crossbow, re-winded, and continued to aim at the leader outside the camp.

"call out!"

The arrow flew out a second time, turned into a black awn, and then shot the same tree outside the camp again.

Compared with the first arrow just now, this one is slightly lower.

"Is the error about 5%..." Richard said to himself, and then said, "Arrow!"

Bill Caesar quickly handed the arrow up again, looking at the effect of Richard's archery, he couldn't help but despise it a little bit: this accurate head is even worse than himself.

Richard ignored what Bill Caesar thought. He installed the arrow in the crossbow for the third time and raised it to aim. This time it took a little longer to aim, then pulled the trigger and shot again.