592: Chapter 592 Red Dot Sight

Zhao Xuan's breathing had changed.

Coming from the School of Military Strategy, he knew all too well what this meant.

What was the greatest weakness of traditional crossbows?

Slow to draw, and even slower to load.

In the time it took a skilled crossbowman to fire one bolt, an archer could have already fired three, or even four arrows. Therefore, while crossbows were powerful and highly accurate, their sustained suppression capability on the battlefield was always limited.

But the thing in Zhao Fusu's hands now held eighteen bolts in a magazine; after firing them all, one simply pressed and clicked, swapped in a new magazine, and continued firing.

There was no need to load arrows one by one; one only needed to simply fold and draw, and it could be fired.

This increase in speed was too significant; it could create suppression on the battlefield and give them the initiative.

"Can it really fire continuously?"

Zhao Xuan's voice was slightly taut.

"Of course."

Zhao Fusu continued, "This is a Picatinny rail, which can be fitted with accessories like tactical lights and red dot sights according to your needs."

As Zhao Fusu spoke, he attached the red dot sight.

"To hit a target, archers often use the principle of three points in a line."

"Mhm!"

Zhao Xuan nodded.

The one hundred Mercenaries who had been carefully selected also nodded.

Ordinary archers all relied on the principle of three points in a line—the eye, the arrowhead, and the target had to be on the same line to successfully hit the target.

Exceptional archers, after years of practice, would develop an instinct for hitting their mark, much like how one develops a feel for driving after spending a long time behind the wheel.

But this often required years of practice, not everyone could persevere through it, and it also required extremely high talent!

"With this red dot sight..."

"After calibrating the aiming point..."

Zhao Fusu paused for a moment before continuing, "You only need two points in a line to hit the target."

"By looking at the red dot inside the red dot sight and aiming at the target, you can pull the trigger!"

"That's amazing!"

Both Zhao Xuan and the one hundred Mercenaries present revealed curious gazes.

"Naturally."

Zhao Fusu smiled faintly and walked toward the target range.

Facing a row of wooden targets thirty paces away, Zhao Fusu folded the magazine-fed repeating crossbow and pulled the trigger.

"Whoosh!"

There was no dull sound of a bowstring firing like a traditional crossbow; there was only the crisp, sharp sound of it piercing the air as the short bolt nailed into the wooden target.

The shaft of the bolt sank deep into the hardwood, its tail still vibrating.

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

"Whoosh!"

...

The sound of piercing air continued, as bolt after bolt shot from the magazine-fed repeating crossbow, hitting the targets with absolute precision.

Archery on the battlefield is different from Olympic archery. The Olympics often require extreme precision, but on the battlefield, as long as you hit someone, regardless of whether you hit a vital spot, the excruciating pain is enough to disable the opponent.

"This speed of firing is just too fast!"

"Only top-tier archers could achieve such fluid speed!"

Top-tier archers require long periods of training and are extremely rare, but this magazine-fed repeating crossbow could mass-produce top-tier archers!

This is too terrifying!

General Wang Jian's pupils constricted.

As a military expert and a great general who had destroyed five states, he instantly calculated the effect this thing would have on the battlefield.

A crossbow formation of three hundred men, if fully equipped with this type of magazine-fed repeating crossbow, would have an instantaneous burst of bolt density equivalent to a simultaneous volley from at least three thousand traditional crossbowmen. And these three hundred men, traveling light and moving swiftly, could change positions at any time to form crossfire!

General Wang Jian couldn't help but turn his gaze toward Zhao Fusu; he never imagined that Zhao Fusu would possess such equipment!