In the era of cold weapons, it is not an exaggeration to say that "a thousand gold is easy to get, but a general is hard to find".
Modern people are used to seeing the scenes of modern wars with gunfire flying and cannons firing in unison in film and television dramas, but most of the movies or serials related to the cold weapon war can't shoot the kind of real and cruel war scenes at all... Due to limited conditions, even if a group of extras are riding horses or holding weapons, they can't perform the cold temperament that they would have in a real war. The so-called "array charge" is often just crooked to keep the formation as much as possible Just walking neatly.
A general is nothing more than a command center that gives orders—Rody once had such a view.
It was only later that he discovered that the kind of "general" who sits in the center can only be effective after all on the battlefield. When he was transferred to V, the first time he faced thousands of galloping horses on the battlefield, Luo Di was really frightened and trembled all over, and he couldn't even hold a weapon.
This kind of shock and the accompanying gore are something that most players cannot easily adapt to.
And seeing the opponent's powerful general rushing to the forefront and slaughtering wantonly, ordinary people can't even muster the courage to confront the opponent head-on...
Before the year 592 of the Elonian calendar, human warfare methods were extremely primitive, and the so-called "tactics" were far from being developed as rapidly as later. Most of the time, it was basically the top general who led the soldiers under his command to carry out "swarming" It is not until one of the opponents finds that there are fewer and fewer comrades around them that their morale will collapse and they will eventually flee.
Based on this fact, for a long time, powerful generals who can lead troops to charge have been sought after by various forces—even when the trend of "tactics" became popular later, the truly powerful generals are still the morale of the army. An important guarantee to be maintained.
Rody, who has such a deep understanding of war, of course understands Soderol's "preciousness", but now, the other party has taken the initiative to "learn" from him!
What reason does he have to refuse the request of such a "peerless general" to "take refuge"
Although there was a moment of excitement in his heart, Rody calmed down quickly. He knew one thing very clearly: the other party was by no means a small character with no brains or opinions. The deep scheming revealed by Suo Deluoer in those few words just now... He really dare not underestimate it.
If you agree casually, can you really "control" such a character who is destined to soar into the sky? This was the question that Rody considered the most—he knew that his journey to level 59 ranger would be smooth, but after all, he did not break through to level 60 like Soderol. This subtle psychological obstacle made Rody Regarding the "method" to agree to the other party next... it seems extremely cautious.
After thinking for a while, Roddy finally made a decision. He reached out to take off the cloak outside the hunter suit, and said in a deep voice to Suo Deluoer in front of him: "Learning this kind of thing is not always decided by talking, so... let's discuss it?"
"...Maybe, I'm not qualified to teach you?"
Roddy smiled with a sincere expression.
Soderol quickly agreed. In fact, he also had such intentions. When he sparred with Ruge and others before, he could completely crush everyone in Nolan Village in terms of swordsmanship... In the end, Soderol only judged Rody from the traces of the battlefield. The strength of the opponent, but how strong the opponent is in real battle, there is not much concept.
He needs such verification to confirm that his thoughts and intentions are correct.
But Suo Deluoer would never have imagined that what Rody was thinking about at this time... was thinking about how to tie him to the chariot that he was about to gallop across the continent in the future.
"The wooden sword is here to prevent accidental injury."
Rody directly fetched the wooden sword used for training, threw it to Suo Deluoer, and took him outside the courtyard. At this time, the sky was not completely dark, and the scouts were busily putting on the equipment that Rody brought. , When they saw two people walking out with wooden swords in their hands, they suddenly became excited and surrounded them with a clatter.
"Captain Roddy, we must win! Soderol's swordsmanship is quite powerful!"
"Don't make a sound, just look at it, put your sword away, it just stabbed my ass—"
"Let's go! Let's go! Don't squeeze!"
The dozen or so scouts were chattering away, Ruger and Carter looked at each other, not understanding what was going on, but seeing the peaceful expressions of Roddy and Soderol, they also understood that this was not a conflict but normal "Discuss".
Rody asked the scouts to stay away. After confirming that the place was safe, he looked up at the sky and said, "Compared to archery, I am not proficient in swordsmanship, but I should be more than enough to deal with orcs."
"So, up to three victories?"
"good."
Suo Deluoer nodded yes, and seemed to think that Rody's style of not talking nonsense was very suitable for him. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and was about to make a move, but found that Rody picked up another wooden sword with his backhand. With two swords in hand, he made a hand gesture one after the other.
There was some doubt in his eyes, Suo Deluoer stood still with a standard military swordsmanship, and before he could make a tentative attack, he saw Rody rushing to attack—
"ha!"
Rody took two steps to attack directly, the long sword in his hand struck forward like lightning under the explosion of his astonishing agility and strength!
In the dictionary of the "Berserker" profession, there will never be the word "defensive counterattack", only attack, attack, and attack again! So he didn't have any temptations, no pace or rhythm, and his shot was a straight hack that couldn't be simpler.
But Suo Deluoer looked at the sword that the other party was chopping, but there was only one thought in his heart...
"Only in this way?"
As a descendant of nobles who followed his father through wars since childhood, Soderol naturally has a lot of research on swordsmanship. From the simple sword in front of him, he can see that Roddy seems to be really not good at swordsmanship-one of which is that Roddy's feet His kung fu seemed a bit erratic, and another point was that the attack angle seemed to be unable to fully exert the power of slashing.
Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed. He directly raised his sword to block in a regular manner, and was about to fight back with a backhand flick that he was best at - but just as he raised his hand, this first competition... was over.
"Crack!"
A bang exploded in front of him, and the wooden sword that was supposed to be blocked seemed to have pierced through something, and stopped on his left shoulder, while the one that flew out close to his ear... was directly cut in his hand. Flying half wooden sword!
The scouts were startled, the flying sword hit a guy in the chest, causing the guy to fall to the ground screaming in pain.
Suo Deluoer felt his right hand was completely numb, his eyes lowered, and the wooden sword in his hand was broken neatly.
"In the first game, I won."
When Rody's words sounded, Suo Deluoer recovered from the shock that could not be concealed at the moment. He looked down at the broken wooden sword in his hand again, and then at Roddy's other seemingly indistinguishable Suddenly, an unspeakable emotion gradually spread in my heart.
It sounds completely unrealistic for the same wooden sword to be cut off by another one, but Suo Deluoer, who has experienced the war, understands that when the strength, speed and angle reach a certain extreme, it is impossible to achieve this unimaginable feat. Things... are not impossible!
He took a deep breath, threw away the broken sword, and fetched another intact wooden sword, his eyes became serious.
Seeing Suo Deluoer standing still, Rody swung out his second sword first again—"Berserker" is a fighting method derived from the northern barbarians, and it is different from any traceable sword method in the Karen Kingdom. It seems reckless and rootless, but when the sword falls, the mountain-like pressure always has an illusion of being unstoppable!
Aware of this, Soderol no longer tried to block after learning from the past, but turned around to dodge sharply. The speed of this stride was much faster than when he competed with Rugge. The scouts watching around Immediately understood... It turned out that this second lieutenant had always had reservations in the previous competition.
However, although Suo Deluoer moved quickly, he didn't realize the consequences of Rody's dual-wielding weapons for a moment. When he noticed this, another sword swept horizontally almost stuck to his chest!
To suffer!
Raising the sword to block, a sharp pain came from the wrist in the next moment, this sword was barely blocked, but before he could make more moves, Rody's other long sword struck the same position!
"Boom!"
Amidst the muffled sound, Suo Deluoer, who had been flying across the air for two or three meters, fell to the ground. He stared, but he couldn't stand up for a long time, and Rody didn't go up to reach out to hold him, and let the other party Digest the shock of this absolute power alone.
In the two fights, Rody had already reached the bottom of Soderol: the opponent's level did not exceed level 8, and his strength, physique and agility attributes were less than half of his own.
To convince the other party, Roddy must tell him what is an absolute overwhelming advantage in this merciless way.
"You lost again."
Seeing Suo Deluoer who got up and tried to calm the blood in his chest, Rody threw away the wooden sword in his left hand, and no longer used the berserker fighting method just now. He turned his body slightly, and actually made a military swordsmanship that seemed to be similar to Soderol's.
Suo Deluoer, who was stunned by Rody's two blows, tightly pursed his lips. The tall man stood up, carefully raised the sword in his hand, and then made a test with his most familiar forward stab sexual assault—
The long sword pierced Rody's chest at an extremely fast speed, and Soderol's sword was extremely stable. After the sword was struck, he had a corresponding prediction of all the enemy's next reactions, and the moves were connected. Once the opponent's attack was blocked Incorporate your own rhythm, then everything will be easy to talk about...
But thinking this way in his heart, the next moment, he found that after Rody dodged and dodged, he actually took a step forward and came close to him. When he was about to raise his elbow to meet the opponent, he found that the opponent was suddenly lost in his vision. trace!
Cold sweat broke out in an instant. He had never seen such a terrifying speed and moves. How could close combat disappear from sight? how did you do that
After a moment of blank mind, his combat instincts made him immediately instinctively block the sword on the left side of his body with a backhand—the sound of "clang", and the vibration from his wrist immediately told him that his judgment was correct. And following the direction of the attack, Soderol turned around and immediately flicked his wrist violently, the sword edge cut upwards at a tricky angle!
Among the scouts, only Luge could realize the ingenuity of this strike and the powerful swordsmanship behind it, and he even wanted to applaud Soderol's strike—but then, his voice got stuck in his throat...
The sword... fell through again.