I am a Primitive Man

Chapter 230: Archery’s greatest insult

The bow and arrow are not unfamiliar to people in later generations. They are ubiquitous in both film and martial arts novels.

Before the emergence of firearms, the bow and arrow had always been the most convenient and effective long-range weapon.

As time went on, many different types of bows also appeared.

From horn bows, steel bows, and composite bows to Scottish longbows there were indeed quite a few types.

However, these bows and arrows, with their diverse styles and names left in the annals of history due to their respective advantages, had little to do with Han Cheng and the current Green Sparrow Tribe.

Because Han Cheng couldn't make any of these bows, this was limited by the harsh conditions and his limited knowledge of bow-making.

What he could do now was only to enlarge the most straightforward kind of bow he used to play with in his childhood.

The straight tree branch chosen by Han Cheng had already been stripped bare.

After comparing his height with his Eldest Senior Brother's, Han Cheng made a mark about twenty centimeters lower than his Eldest Senior Brother's height. Then he instructed Lame to cut it off from there carefully.

He then used a stone knife to carve notches on both ends of the branch, which would be used to hang the bowstring.

After carving the notches, Han Cheng had his Eldest Senior Brother press the branch against the ground and push down forcefully.

The branch was bent into a crescent shape by his Eldest Senior Brother, and Han Cheng took the opportunity to tie the rope that had been brought over earlier to both ends of the bent stick.

After tightening the rope, Han Cheng let his Eldest Senior Brother release his grip. The rope, which had been loose before, immediately tightened.

This bow was too big for Han Cheng. When he picked it up with his hand and pulled it, he could only pull it a little.

The bow was heavy, and its elasticity was not good.

The people watching on the sidelines couldn't help but exchange glances when they saw this bow and arrow, which was far from what they had imagined.

Did Hou Yi use this thing to shoot down the sun?

Even Second Senior Brother, who was the best at throwing things the farthest and most accurately, couldn't throw this thing too far, could he?

"Divine Child, this"

Someone couldn't help but ask the doubts in their hearts. Han Cheng smiled and said that it wasn't finished yet.

He took some chicken feathers from Tie Tou while picking up some small straight branches that had just been cut from the tree branch and put them into the fire, sharpening one end as much as possible on a stone.

At this time, Tie Tou also brought over some wild chicken feathers.

Han Cheng took them, aligned them, placed them on the wood, and used a stone knife to cut them off with effort.

Then, he picked up two pieces, aligned them, and tied them at the end of the arrow shaft with a thin rope. This simple arrow was then completed.

Han Cheng wanted to let his Eldest Senior Brother or other adults shoot with the bow and arrow, but they had never touched these things before and didn't know how to use them. So, shooting the first arrow fell on Han Cheng, the Divine Child.

The bow and arrow were not much shorter than Han Cheng. He held the bow in his right hand, struggled to lift it, and held the arrow in his other hand. He placed the groove carved on the top end of the arrow shaft onto the bowstring and pulled it with all his might.

In front of him, there were no longer any people. The crowd had left ample space for the Divine Child to perform.

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe all focused on the Divine Child, who looked very awkward holding a large bow.

Although the bow and arrow made by the Divine Child were far from what they had imagined, the story they heard last night about Hou Yi shooting down the sun made them not dare to underestimate the bow and arrow in the Divine Child's hands.

Some timid people suddenly became afraid.

They were worried that the sun in the sky would fall after the Divine Child shot this arrow.

There was only one sun in the sky. If the Divine Child shot it down, what would they do in the future?

Thinking about the days without the sun, which would forever be shrouded in darkness, they couldn't help but feel fear and even wanted to speak out, not allowing the Divine Child to shoot this arrow.

"Twang!"

With the sound of the bowstring, the feathered arrow attached to the bow flew out.

Everyone widened their eyes. Some timid ones had already raised their heads to look at the sky, afraid that the sun, which was so scared that their little faces turned pale, would fall.

After looking for a while, seeing that the sun was still hanging in the sky without any signs of falling, Cheng sighed a sigh of relief but couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Relieved, she then noticed that it was hushed around her. She thought that perhaps the Divine Child had done something earth-shattering with this arrow. She quickly leaned over to look. After seeing the situation there clearly, she was also stunned!

Just like the others, she was strangely quiet.

Following her gaze, the arrow was quietly lying there about five or six meters in front of the shaman.

Whether it was due to exerting too much force, the weather was too cold, or some other reason, the Divine Child's face and neck appeared slightly red.

Han Cheng put down the bow, looked at the petrified crowd, and then at the disobedient arrow. He sniffed and cursed softly to himself, "Damn it."

He looked a bit embarrassed.

The power of the bow and arrow completely exceeded the people's expectations of the Green Sparrow Tribe. Not only could it not shoot down the sun, but it couldn't even reach as far as throwing something with its hands

Han Cheng called over the still dumbfounded Eldest Senior Brother, who hadn't recovered from the immense power of the bow and arrow and asked him to pick up the arrow several meters away, imitating what he had just done to shoot the arrow.

After Han Cheng's demonstration, which could be called a humiliation in the history of archery, the Eldest Senior Brother and others also learned how to use the bow and arrow.

With Han Cheng's technical guidance on the side, the Eldest Senior Brother's second attempt at shooting the arrow went smoothly.

He pulled the bowstring forcefully at Han Cheng's signal, then loosened his grip on the arrow. With a swoosh' sound, the arrow was gone when they looked again.

Cheng instinctively looked four or five meters in front of the Eldest Senior Brother, but this time it was empty.

"It's over there!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Cheng hurriedly followed everyone's gaze and saw someone holding the arrow far away, raising it high above the crowd.

The distance was about thirty meters, which was still far from being able to shoot down the sun, but it was still helpful.

At least many people in the tribe couldn't throw something this far.

Han Cheng had someone set up a tree stump thirty meters away and had the adults in the tribe take turns shooting arrows at the stump, wanting to see if there were any naturally talented archers among them who were better than the Divine Child.

The Eldest Senior Brother missed all three arrows, and the Second Senior brother's aim was even worse. He missed and hit the rabbit enclosure.

Similarly, Shang's three arrows also missed the stump.

This made Han Cheng sigh inwardly and then smile. He realized that his idea was too idealistic. It wasn't easy to find a natural archer. With only so many people in their tribe, the probability of such talent was small

The bow and arrow are not unfamiliar to people in later generations. They are ubiquitous in both film and martial arts novels.

Before the emergence of firearms, the bow and arrow had always been the most convenient and effective long-range weapon.

As time went on, many different types of bows also appeared.

From horn bows, steel bows, and composite bows to Scottish longbows there were indeed quite a few types.

However, these bows and arrows, with their diverse styles and names left in the annals of history due to their respective advantages, had little to do with Han Cheng and the current Green Sparrow Tribe.

Because Han Cheng couldn't make any of these bows, this was limited by the harsh conditions and his limited knowledge of bow-making.

What he could do now was only to enlarge the most straightforward kind of bow he used to play with in his childhood.

The straight tree branch chosen by Han Cheng had already been stripped bare.

After comparing his height with his Eldest Senior Brother's, Han Cheng made a mark about twenty centimeters lower than his Eldest Senior Brother's height. Then he instructed Lame to cut it off from there carefully.

He then used a stone knife to carve notches on both ends of the branch, which would be used to hang the bowstring.

After carving the notches, Han Cheng had his Eldest Senior Brother press the branch against the ground and push down forcefully.

The branch was bent into a crescent shape by his Eldest Senior Brother, and Han Cheng took the opportunity to tie the rope that had been brought over earlier to both ends of the bent stick.

After tightening the rope, Han Cheng let his Eldest Senior Brother release his grip. The rope, which had been loose before, immediately tightened.

This bow was too big for Han Cheng. When he picked it up with his hand and pulled it, he could only pull it a little.

The bow was heavy, and its elasticity was not good.

The people watching on the sidelines couldn't help but exchange glances when they saw this bow and arrow, which was far from what they had imagined.

Did Hou Yi use this thing to shoot down the sun?

Even Second Senior Brother, who was the best at throwing things the farthest and most accurately, couldn't throw this thing too far, could he?

"Divine Child, this"

Someone couldn't help but ask the doubts in their hearts. Han Cheng smiled and said that it wasn't finished yet.

He took some chicken feathers from Tie Tou while picking up some small straight branches that had just been cut from the tree branch and put them into the fire, sharpening one end as much as possible on a stone.

At this time, Tie Tou also brought over some wild chicken feathers.

Han Cheng took them, aligned them, placed them on the wood, and used a stone knife to cut them off with effort.

Then, he picked up two pieces, aligned them, and tied them at the end of the arrow shaft with a thin rope. This simple arrow was then completed.

Han Cheng wanted to let his Eldest Senior Brother or other adults shoot with the bow and arrow, but they had never touched these things before and didn't know how to use them. So, shooting the first arrow fell on Han Cheng, the Divine Child.

The bow and arrow were not much shorter than Han Cheng. He held the bow in his right hand, struggled to lift it, and held the arrow in his other hand. He placed the groove carved on the top end of the arrow shaft onto the bowstring and pulled it with all his might.

In front of him, there were no longer any people. The crowd had left ample space for the Divine Child to perform.

The people of the Green Sparrow Tribe all focused on the Divine Child, who looked very awkward holding a large bow.

Although the bow and arrow made by the Divine Child were far from what they had imagined, the story they heard last night about Hou Yi shooting down the sun made them not dare to underestimate the bow and arrow in the Divine Child's hands.

Some timid people suddenly became afraid.

They were worried that the sun in the sky would fall after the Divine Child shot this arrow.

There was only one sun in the sky. If the Divine Child shot it down, what would they do in the future?

Thinking about the days without the sun, which would forever be shrouded in darkness, they couldn't help but feel fear and even wanted to speak out, not allowing the Divine Child to shoot this arrow.

"Twang!"

With the sound of the bowstring, the feathered arrow attached to the bow flew out.

Everyone widened their eyes. Some timid ones had already raised their heads to look at the sky, afraid that the sun, which was so scared that their little faces turned pale, would fall.

After looking for a while, seeing that the sun was still hanging in the sky without any signs of falling, Cheng sighed a sigh of relief but couldn't help feeling disappointed.

Relieved, she then noticed that it was hushed around her. She thought that perhaps the Divine Child had done something earth-shattering with this arrow. She quickly leaned over to look. After seeing the situation there clearly, she was also stunned!

Just like the others, she was strangely quiet.

Following her gaze, the arrow was quietly lying there about five or six meters in front of the shaman.

Whether it was due to exerting too much force, the weather was too cold, or some other reason, the Divine Child's face and neck appeared slightly red.

Han Cheng put down the bow, looked at the petrified crowd, and then at the disobedient arrow. He sniffed and cursed softly to himself, "Damn it."

He looked a bit embarrassed.

The power of the bow and arrow completely exceeded the people's expectations of the Green Sparrow Tribe. Not only could it not shoot down the sun, but it couldn't even reach as far as throwing something with its hands

Han Cheng called over the still dumbfounded Eldest Senior Brother, who hadn't recovered from the immense power of the bow and arrow and asked him to pick up the arrow several meters away, imitating what he had just done to shoot the arrow.

After Han Cheng's demonstration, which could be called a humiliation in the history of archery, the Eldest Senior Brother and others also learned how to use the bow and arrow.

With Han Cheng's technical guidance on the side, the Eldest Senior Brother's second attempt at shooting the arrow went smoothly.

He pulled the bowstring forcefully at Han Cheng's signal, then loosened his grip on the arrow. With a swoosh' sound, the arrow was gone when they looked again.

Cheng instinctively looked four or five meters in front of the Eldest Senior Brother, but this time it was empty.

"It's over there!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Cheng hurriedly followed everyone's gaze and saw someone holding the arrow far away, raising it high above the crowd.

The distance was about thirty meters, which was still far from being able to shoot down the sun, but it was still helpful.

At least many people in the tribe couldn't throw something this far.

Han Cheng had someone set up a tree stump thirty meters away and had the adults in the tribe take turns shooting arrows at the stump, wanting to see if there were any naturally talented archers among them who were better than the Divine Child.

The Eldest Senior Brother missed all three arrows, and the Second Senior brother's aim was even worse. He missed and hit the rabbit enclosure.

Similarly, Shang's three arrows also missed the stump.

This made Han Cheng sigh inwardly and then smile. He realized that his idea was too idealistic. It wasn't easy to find a natural archer. With only so many people in their tribe, the probability of such talent was small