Chapter 1509 1481. Kinoshita Tokichiro
"I actually want to run here too."
The man nad 'Fujiro', with a complicated expression that didn't know whether it was a sneer or a bitter smile, touched his nose with the back of his hand and spoke in a low voice.
This emotion seed to have also infected the militiaman who had saved his life and was now hugging him almost in embarrassnt, hiding behind a small wooden door.
The militiaman let out a sob.
The arrows were still nailed to the wooden board, making a muffled sound of "dong dong".
Tokichiro muttered with so jealousy and emotion: "Damn it! How can a re bandit be so rich?"
Everyone knows that shooting arrows from a distance can save lives more than fighting at close range, and it is less likely to be injured.
But why can’t everyone have a bow and arrow?
Not because it’s expensive!
Tokichiro was subconsciously calculating in his mind. As a well-known traveling rchant, he could easily calculate the approximate cost of configuring these bows and arrows.
He, Kinoshita Tokichiro, had left ho since he was a child and started running business everywhere.
Sensitivity to money and resources is also a talent of his.
Due to the poor natural resources of the island country, Japan's bows are far different from the developnt trajectory of the world's mainstream bows and arrows.
The most obvious thing is: He bows have not developed much in the direction of compound bows.
Bows and arrows in other countries all use horn pieces, iron, and wood, and various materials are matched with each other to obtain greater elastic potential energy with a shorter bow length.
If you want to increase the elastic potential energy of Japanese bows, most of them can only lengthen the bow body.
In the end, the long bow was taller than a person.
When the bow and arrow in other countries are drawn, they basically pull back from the center of the bow string.
But the bow is too long. When the Japanese draw the bow, the arrow is placed close to one-third of the lower end of the bow string.
This ensures that the cost of the bow isn’t too outrageous.
But even so, the length of a bow costs at least 600 liters. A bow must be equipped with two strings, and one string is worth two hundred coins.
We are all rough people, and our hands are full of calluses, so we don't need to wear deerskin finger cots, which can save 300 coins.
But the cheapest quiver for holding arrows must be made of rattan and oiled to protect the arrows, right? Another hundred articles.
The largest and most expensive consumable is arrows.
In so places where raw materials are scarce, Tokichiro even dared to sell Ichikunbumi's arrows for a sky-high price after seeing ten arrows!
inong was in a rich inland area, so arrows would be cheaper, but ten arrows would cost at least three hundred coins.
The attack that took place in Shisanying Village was considered dangerous and intense by those involved.
But in the final analysis it was just an ard conflict between bandits and villages.
From the outside, I estimate that seven or eight bows would be great.
It was said that he was "withstanding the rain of arrows", but in total, this rain of arrows should only have been about thirty arrows.
Of course, for militian and rchants without armor, let alone thirty arrows.
Even if an arrow pierces the body, it will be fatal.
They are rightly panicking.
But if you refer to the price that Tokichiro had just estimated in his mind, where did these bandits co from so much money to equip so many archers?
Even if we finish talking: if they really have so much money, how can they use it to purchase equipnt instead of spending it on enjoynt?
They are bandits!
When did the bandits have the self-discipline and insight to "not spend the money after they get it, but to buy equipnt and beco bigger and stronger"?
With such self-discipline and knowledge, why would he be reduced to becoming a bandit?
Are you here to tell rakugo jokes? !
Once he actually set foot on the battlefield of this ard conflict, Tokichiro's flexible mind imdiately realized that these bandits were probably not just trying to kill people and steal goods in this village, which is famous for its function as a post station.
But after so murmurs of jealousy and emotion, Tokichiro's voice beca high-spirited again.
"But there's nothing we can do about it!"
The sobbing militian raised their heads timidly and looked at the traveling businessman who ca to help in a hurry and rolling on the ground, which was a bit funny.
Under the rain of arrows, Tokichiro's voice carried a rare optimism and open-mindedness.
"I originally wanted to run away with these legs, but there were so many people in the village, old and young, n and won, haha. When I ca to my senses, I couldn't run away anymore!"
Tokichiro laughed, and his weather-beaten face, which looked rough and not very good-looking, actually looked a little bolder at this ti.
At least the cowering militian around him stopped sobbing in panic at this ti, as if out of fear of their own survival instinct, they finally rembered their ho behind them.
Open-mindedness in tis of crisis is very contagious.
Daisuke Kikuchi, who was hiding behind the wooden sign on the other side, unconsciously grinned and looked at Tokichiro who was grinning next to him.
‘This guy can’t usually see it, but maybe he’s not an ordinary person. ’
Ando Mamoru's Hatamoto Samurai was thinking so endlessly in his heart.
This can be regarded as a thod used by an old warrior like him to adjust his ntality on the battlefield.
"You don't have to worry too much, Kikuchi-sama!" Tokichiro seed to regard the look Daisuke Kikuchi looked at him as concern. He shouted in a very respectful, polite, and approachable way.
The weather-beaten face said with a smile: "I have already gone to find reinforcents when the monsters were causing trouble in the village! I guess it's ti to arrive today!" "Hey! Everyone! We have reinforcents. ! Don’t be discouraged!”
"That's a well-known monster hunter nearby. He can even take down monsters easily! The bandits are just a bunch of bastards. Once they arrive, they can all be beaten away in the blink of an eye!"
Fujiyoshiro, the traveling rchant in the village where he stayed was now not only inspiring the militia around him who shared a wooden sign.
He shouted around at the top of his lungs.
It seems that he habitually inspires many people around him.
Logically speaking, how can a re traveling businessman have such ans, insight and courage?
Daisuke Kikuchi didn't know, he could only think: Maybe there are people in the world who can naturally inspire everyone.
At least Tokichiro's militian's montum was not as dejected as when they were suppressed and beaten before.
This is sothing that Daisuke Kikuchi could not do before.
But in contrast, Daisuke Kikuchi's battlefield experience cannot be compensated by Tokichiro.
He waited behind the wooden sign and waited for the muffled "dong-dong" sound of the arrow hitting the wood. After more than a hundred tis, Daisuke Kikuchi clearly felt that the shooting frequency of the bandits outside had dropped.
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From the mont the opponent started shooting arrows, the old warrior had been counting in his mind.
Although he is not as sensitive to money and materials as Tokichiro, Daisuke Kikuchi's battlefield experience makes up for this.
The old samurai ca to the sa conclusion as Tokichiro from the perspective of a professional soldier: judging from this shooting density, there are at most seven or eight bows out there.
With seven or eight bows, I have shot more than a hundred arrows so far. Calculated at one hundred and fifty, that is close to the average of twenty shots from one bow.
Still judging from the density and frequency of shooting, these bandits must have not received special archer training.
The current twenty tis of drawing the bow and setting the arrow are a heavy physical exertion no matter what.
They must be exhausted!
"Get ready!" Daisuke Kikuchi suddenly shouted loudly.
This ti, the militian who had just been boosted by Tokichiro were calm and calm. On the contrary, Tokichiro, who had perford well just now, had just co up to the village entrance and didn't understand anything. He looked around confused.
"We don't have expensive things like bows and arrows! But we are so close and we occupy the high ground to let them taste what it feels like to be stoned!"
Throwing stones seems like a primitive thod.
But the power of throwing stones is worthy even when facing a warrior wearing armor.
During the Warring States Period in Japan, after one side was defeated, not only would it be hunted down by the army, but the defeated troops would also face the so-called "hunting of those who fell into battle".
He is a 'person who hunts lone warriors'.
These people were originally farrs, woodcutters and the like around the battlefield.
But despite their usual appearance of being honest and easy to bully, when given the opportunity, they will show a kind of cruelty that belongs to the common people in order to survive in troubled tis.
It was nothing more than a common thing for a group of warriors to gather together to hunt lone warriors and **** their belongings and equipnt from their corpses.
For those who have not received training and guidance, they have never touched swords and guns, let alone bows and arrows. Throwing stones is their specialty.
As for the number of samurai masters who died due to this skill, there were not even ten thousand but eight thousand.
The morale boosted by Tokichiro gave the militian the courage to take action against the already sparse and weak arrow rain.
Daisuke Kikuchi's command gave them a goal for their actions.
So although they were still a little timid, the militian finally started to move.
They picked up fist-sized stones from beside them, and then did not dare to expose too much of their bodies from behind the wooden signs.
So even dare not open their eyes.
Just throwing stones randomly outside the village.
But the effect is surprisingly good. There was a sound of rocks hitting armor outside the village.
Of course, these sounds were few and far between. They were more like the sound of stones hitting the mud.
But the purpose of fire suppression is to make the opponent confused and unable to fully project firepower.
From among the bandits, there was a sudden explosion of shouts of pain and scurrying to avoid stone-throwing.
And this noisy and incompetent sound finally made one of the bandits who was already agitated no longer able to suppress the inexplicable burning anger in his heart.
"I've had enough!"
There was an inarticulate muttering, with a tremor that resonated in the chest like a tiger or leopard, and he spoke in a deep voice.
This kind of resonance shows that the physical strength of the speaker is beyond the reach of ordinary people.
And the bandits who were stuck outside the village without any rules, relying only on large numbers of people, good equipnt, and easy killing, seed to be in awe of real tigers and leopards.
Unconsciously, he distanced himself from the muttering.
Even if he gets closer to the stones thrown by the militian, he doesn't want to step back and get closer to that person.
"Killing, killing, too, too slow!"
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