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Wormwood : Lindybeige wants to penetrate Frenchmen

Dark Enforcer : You could easily make functional fire arrows using sulfur, charcoal and salt petre

Arcane Turbulence : We used to make fire arrows out of practice arrows when we were kids...... Wrap the tip in cloth, You simply dip it in oil, light it on fire, wait for it to get hot enough that it wont go out (or relights after it hits target) after you fire it. It's not really that complicated.. You don't really have to worry about the wood of the arrow burning up because it takes too long to weaken the arrow.. SO you light it,wait about 15 seconds for the cloth to get really heated internally, then fire it. We caught the bank on fire in the backyard... Not our best day..

Hannibal Barca : Instead of being used to kill people, how about being used to burn structures rather than killing men in the field?

Slayerlord0 : "There must be a better way of doing the credits." "Every time they make a Robin Hood movie, they burn our village down!" "Leave us alone, Mel Brooks!"

ixtl guul : Fire arrows are brilliant against haystacks.  This is why Britain has NEVER been successfully invaded by haystacks

Brooks Silber : I predict the candle fire will turn into a genie and give three wishes to you.

Marxiavelli24 : Fire arrows were used by the Chinese to great effect. They would have fields of oil set up and a volley of fire arrows would burn up the entire field. There is no question that flaming arrows were not effective in most situations but if you have a field of flammable oil. you could kill a lot of enemies if they are densely packed. Wounds from flaming arrows were not that bad though because the bleeding would be reduced and infection would not occur as all bacteria would die. But if you can get a sea of flames a densely packed formation of soldiers would not be able to escape in time.

B A : So, the flaming arrow shot to light the Olympic torch in 1992 at Barcelona Never Happened!? WTF?

AmronFortis : Frenchmen also enjoy penatrating Frenchmen.

Charlie Crome : Molotov arrows?

Manoj Anand : i thought fire arrow are used as tracers at low light

Xerota : So viking funerals aren't real?

Robin Kyle : how about using fire arrows on thatch roof buldings?

kikoredog : Penetrate the Frenchmen.

BlackEpyon : A wound from a fire arrow would be conveniently self-cauterizing, don't you think?

RallySelf : They did, do some research. Boats made of wood and held together with pitch went up like match sticks and so did thatched roofs. Fire has always and will always be a useful tool. If you're gonna be begging people for money on patreon at least google what it is you're talking about it. You had a replica fire arrow in your hand... In your hand! People used them and they used them before France was even a place on a map.

Will Milliken : In combat fire arrows weren't used to kill the enemy directly, they were used to set fire to buildings and defenses in sieges.

Piratdu52 : Why not a Molotov arrow ? I mean a glass arrowhead with two compartments, one with burn alcohol and inside the other one a burning charcoal. When the arrow break the alcohol burn and it's really difficult to remove.

Oliver P : Behind the arrow-head wrap up some gunpowder with two or three layers of soft paper, and bind it to the arrow shaft in a lump shaped like a pomegranate. Cover it with a piece of hemp doth tightly tied, and sealed fast with molten pine resin. Light the fuse and then shoot it off from a bow. — Wujing Zongyao


Kha'ak : Its all fine and good with the video, put at 5:13 it got a bit bizzare. Experiment: put you're hand on a hot Stove and see how you react. If someone were to get hit by a, lets say even mildly hot arrow that maybe burnt like a candle (so lets take the smalles thing possible) he still wouldnt jsut go "Oh yeah thats, Oww, Huh pull it out yeah sure" no instead the mind of a soldier that sees friends dying and all of the sudden appears to be feeling quite a bit of pain from fire he would go "Ahhh shit damnit get it off get it off, goddamnit" and would stop and just try to get it out in quite a bit of hysteria. Same stuff annoys me in other videos aswell (looking at you cavelry). What you fail to take into consideration is the 2nd most imortant ressource in a battle: Moral. If you see Cavalry Chargin you or even 1 out of 200 guys catch fire, you're not just standing there "Oh well thats a bit rough now".

Leo Cha : There are plenty of historical records of functional flaming arrows or fire arrows or even gunpowder arrows being used for various purposes in ancient/medieval asia. I know it looks ridiculous in some movies but it definitely is possible and practical depending on situation. *Do some research before you jump into conclusions in your head.*

Isaac Exposito : I want to penetrate Frenchmen.

willem dafaq : 4:32 "Penetrate Frenchmen" ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)

Bernd Schuller : WHAT?? No fire arrows? Next you will tell us the Katana is NOT the bestest sword ever!

Subodh Adarkar : good analysis. But solu no. 4 which was used in ancient times was a conical coverring of wood with broad end towards archer filled with pitch soaked in urine and dried, with a short slow match smoldering and no tip and small sharp thorns hooks on the side. The arrow will land and get attached. The fire lights up later.

That Brit : Thermite is what you need.

KonvictEpic : You dont need anything to penetrate the french, they do that to themselfs plenty.

Benito Faggotini : Greek fire?

The average Lad : I thought that they used oils that are flammable.

Ranga Rolls : 8:34 happens in all too many bedrooms

Mitszick : Well you could take morale deterioration into consideration. Depending on what foe you are facing, fire can be pretty intimidating. If a volley of fire arrows were to hit the ground anywhere close (or even a person), it might not hurt someone but it might shock or scare them for a moment. Also, the possibility of it scaring the horses could be a thing. I think that fire arrows are more of an attack on the morale of troops or on horses (Horseman or horses that carry any kind equipment).

FullHalfCircle : This was pure comedy! You should do skits with historical soldiers talking like this, and at the same time educate. I'd watch that!

Kaiser Wiggles III : When I was in elementary school, I was bullied daily. No rest, constant shoving in the halls and whispered remarks, but not enough that the teachers would notice. Or at least, not claim to notice. I knew they were in on it. The "higher class" always had the teachers' approvals, their attention at all times. They thought they'd succeed, of course, being the popular ones and all. This abuse carried on into middle school, seemingly more intense than before. See, our school had merged with another local elementary, and the sports boys were eager to show their dominance. New people, people of never seen or heard of, gathered behind the jocks to watch me burn. They didn't know me, either. Looking back on it, it was inhuman. Cruel. But then came Pierre. He was average height, maybe above (for our age, at least), but definitely taller than me. His family had recently moved to our little hamlet from Quebec, arriving during the heat of my Eighth grade year. He didn't speak to anyone for the first few days, but when he did, it was... strange. Smooth, and fantastic in the sense words dripped out with ease, but jagged and broken. English was his second language, after all. I was heading to my 5th period, just after lunch when I was stopped in the hall by one of the football boys. He wanted a quick jab at the loser kid, hoping to gain some kind of recognition from his team. The girls noticed first, then more crowded around to see my punishment for the day. "Why don't you open your locker, faggot?" Giggles from the throng. I hadn't used my locker since we got to middle school, but it was clear someone had leaked a hint that mine was 205. I kept a low gaze, avoiding the wall of eyes waiting for a gag, and spotted my locker, seeping with.. something. Opening it revealed a burst plastic bag of expired vegetables, with some goopy black slime dropping out and down the locker below. Pierre was in that group. When a jock asked him if he had seen the look on my face, Pierre shot him a stare that meant he had. And he didn't like it. With a hearty push, the crowd split, and the jock was on the floor. "Why would you fill this kid, his locker, full of shit??" Dead silence. Then, the scrambling of feet as the belittled "alpha-male" regained his footing. Standing chest-to-chest with Pierre, it was clear who would win in a fight. The football lackey shuffled anxiously, trying to keep the appearance of the tough guy. "Whatever man, it was funny." The boy saunters off with a snakelike gait, keeping with the cool act. Pierre doesn't move, standing with a bemused glare at the kid he had exposed as a fraud. The crowd dispersed as the bell drew near, and soon it was just Pierre and I. "Sorry about that, I-" "No, no need for you apologizing. The boy was not so smart, not so funny either." "Thanks, er, Pierre? What class do you have next?" "It does not matter, would you like to go to the Burger King?" And from then on, we were inseparable. His showdown gained him a little respect from the kids like me, but the majority, being the "cool kids", thought he was just a freak. The teachers hated him. He had scratched one of their perfect little gems, after all. Neither of us was really welcome, so, we just didn't go. We skipped, sleeping in late then meeting up midday. Now, this was the time where (if we couldn't sneak out) Pierre and I would stay up all night speaking in hushed tones over rotary phones, so truancy officers weren't an issue. That, and I doubt our little town ever had more than one squad car at a time. So we jacked liquor from his mom's cabinet, drank and smoked in leather jackets. We thought we were the shit. He was the shit, I tell ya. Until he left. His family was from France, and that's where everyone besides his mom, dad, and himself stayed. His dad found a better job in Canada, so they moved. Then his dad found a better girl in Canada, so they moved again. Minus his dad, obviously. Then when his grandmother called his mom about career options for both of them, they moved again. Anything was better than this shitty little border town, His mom had told him. "Besides, you're never in school anyways. You might as well start working now, grandma says there's an opening that *doesn't* need a diploma." He left that weekend, and I'd never felt emptier. It was hard for the first few weeks, having no one to fall back on after having, for so long, a wall to back up to. To hide behind. He was never /not/ there for me, until now. I wasn't living with my mom anymore, even though I wouldn't turn 18 until the end of February. I couldn't call him. I couldn't hide from the mountain of problems that together we had teased, and run away from laughing. They caught up to me because I was broken. And alone.

Caleb Champion : using fire arrows in open battle may work if only a few people had them not to try to burn anything but if it does it is a bonus , but to basically say to the other troops to target this area over there.

Breezy Mods : If you shot a fresh semen arrow into a valkyries fur burger would she get pregnant?

Maximus : what about an arrow that has been doped in Greek fire?

mattdobz : fire arrows at night = thanks for revealing their location and trajectory

Rus Toggamton : Why not do it Gordon freeman style?

Aarav Tulsyan : just use guns lol

rosalba contreras : Greek fire

William short Film : HEY ! What do you have against french men ?

Just Another Fanboy : EXPERIMENT glowing 1000 degree arrow vs Frenchman

The Redcoat : *Wouldn't gloves solve the burning your hands problem.*

Brennan Palm : I recall several sieges where the defenders would use heated arrows to set the enemies siege engines on fire (happened to a crusader siege tower during the siege of Jerusalem). I don't think they would have any use in a battle though. I personally think fire arrows are so frequently used in movies for the visuals. Either because they look cool or because they're easier to see than a bunch of tiny flying sticks.

The Big Game Theory : They did, do your research a bit better. They used fire arrows in the medival times, but it wasnt for shooting at soldiers but for igniting buildings.

Lord Gronor : I definitely don't get the point of fire arrows against humans (the human body is surprisingly resistant to fire), but in any sort of siege I see them being practical. I also vaguely remember reading up on something where fire arrows (or maybe it was fire ballistae) were shot into castles, villages, etc in sieges. It'd definitely easily light up thatch roofing, which would act as good kindling for spreading the fire even more.

Autumn Aurora : I thought they'd be used against ships..

Fionn Roche : Typical Brit... Always trying to penetrate Frenchmen