"How many times do you want Cordor to say it, to be steady, to be steady, you idiots. ”

In the tribal camp, Chu Ci's roar sounded from time to time.

At this time, Kordo was holding a half-human-high wooden shield, covered with the power of battle intent, and knocked a group of barbarian warriors who were also wearing wooden shields on their backs.

Cordo was extremely arrogant and laughed: "Barbarian cubs, under the collision of the great swordsman Cologne, you can't form an army, hahaha." ”

This guy is also a cautious eye, the desire to die that was tossed by Chu Ci and the tribal warriors before, is now purely a personal vendetta.

Chu Ci rolled his eyes.

Barbarian warriors don't use shields at all, and with a shield, the center of gravity is unstable, and without a shield, Kordo can't be knocked down by himself.

After Da Bell mastered the battle spirit, Chu Ci talked to Old George, and was ready to popularize this "technology".

As a result, there is as much disappointment as there is expectation.

It turns out that Big Bell is an example, that set is not suitable for other barbarian warriors at all, especially the near-death experience, old George agrees, Chu Ci disagrees, this will kill people.

Therefore, it is useless to consume physical strength just by constantly fighting, but it just makes the barbarians more able to eat.

Since the other barbarian warriors couldn't master this technique for the time being, Chu dismissed and asked Kordo to serve as a military instructor to guide the warriors in some of the military skills they should have.

The first lesson is how to use a shield.

The Wolf Tooth Tribe has nothing else, and now it is backed by the Sleepless Forest, and the wood pipe is enough.

"Re-erect your shields. Kordo put away his fighting spirit and yelled at a group of dejected barbarian warriors, "Go on, shoulder on!"

Like a dead child, Da Bell threw the shield on the ground, and looked at the overseer's Chu Ci and said aggrievedly: "We don't want to use the shield, if we don't use the shield, he can't touch us." ”

Chu Ci spit out a smoke ring, and said faintly: "What did Kordo say, what did you do, and who was disobedient, I will call the old chief." ”

Big Bell immediately picked up the shield from the ground, and the other barbarian warriors hurriedly put up their shields, and no one dared to complain.

Kordo looked like a villain, laughed and continued to toss the tribal warriors.

But there is one thing to say, Cordor didn't hide anything, how to use the shield to defend, how to use the shield to attack, how to form a formation, said it very carefully, and covered it up over and over again.

The tribal warriors were proud, and after being knocked down and ridiculed a dozen times in quick succession by Kordo, they finally began to get serious, seriously learning to protect themselves with shields without fighting back.

The morning had passed, but there had been little progress, and except for Big Bell and a few tribal warriors with bright heads, the others were simply not skilled in using shields to block and defend.

The hand-to-hand combat habits that have been cultivated for decades cannot be changed, and the shield is completely cumbersome to them, and they want to smash it out when they see the enemy coming.

By the afternoon, the tribal warriors had been assembled again, and Kordo, who had eaten and drunk, felt a great sense of accomplishment.

Pan Continent, which military strategist and army commander doesn't want to have such a strong and powerful barbarian warrior under his command.

Cordo didn't expect that he, a mere human swordsman, would be able to command and train a group of the strongest warriors on the continent one day.

Although he knew that this group of barbarians would not fight for him in the future, the training of this group of barbarians was still enough for him to brag about for a lifetime.

He cleared his throat and was stopped by Chu Ci just as Kordo was about to continue teaching everyone how to use the shield.

"Cultural class in the afternoon. ”

"Cultural class?" Cordo couldn't cry or laugh, and also had a cultural class, did this group of barbarians know how to write the word culture.

"When humans fight, they will form formations, what formations are formed, how to break them, as well as the topographical map of the border towns of Celt, the weak points of military guards, the structure of troops, where is the treasure house of the Earl's Palace, etc., I will explain to you. ”

The cold sweat on Cordo's face flowed down at once.

Chu Ci can be said to be Sima Zhao's heart, everyone knows it, Kordo's throat rolls, and his brain is blank.

"What are you doing in a daze, talking. ”

"But... ”

"But, do you want the Elemental Beast Core. ”

Kordo made a choice in an instant, and said aloud to the barbarian warriors: " Most of the Celtic border garrisons are red-armored infantry, before the battle, they will form a phalanx as quickly as possible, the front of this phalanx is composed of warriors with a fighting spirit or a strong squad leader, wearing heavy armor, the armor is thick enough to resist the impact of war horses and your barbarians, the rear column is the grassroots soldiers, light infantry, when fighting, the rear column of light infantry will attack with crossbow arrows and pike darts, after receiving the enemy, the hoplites attack with spears, short sword fighting, and the light infantry assists to clear the remnants of the enemy, this is the Celt red-clothed battle array。 ”

Looking at a group of barbarian warriors who didn't understand at all, Cordo continued: "This kind of battle formation is specially aimed at the team, you barbarians or orcs who are huge enemies, and now I will tell you about the border defense of the Principality of Selt... ”

"Wait a minute. Chu Ci, who was smoking a cigarette, interrupted Cordo and asked with a strange expression, "Is this gone?"

"What's wrong?"

"The battle formation of the Celtic Frontier Army. ”

"Yes, this is the Celtic Redcoat Battle Formation, and the entire continent knows about the kind of battle formation they use. ”

Chu Ci looked suspicious: "You won't be a fool, right?"

Cordo smiled bitterly: "The red-armored soldiers of the Principality of Celt are already the most elite warriors of the Principality, they are all deployed on the border line, and they only practice this kind of formation, I don't need to lie to you." ”

He's right. "It was old George who spoke.

The old chief stood in the distance at some point, and when he saw that Chu Ci didn't believe Kordo, he walked over and said with a smile: "Captain Kordo's guard didn't lie to you, in the past few decades, we have clashed with the Duchy of Celt no less than ten times, and they have always used this formation. ”

Chu Ci looked at Cordo suspiciously: "This formation is too simple." ”

Cordo, who was once born in the border army of the Principality of Celth, said with a stiff neck: "It's not simple, the hoplites in the front row are shrouded in armor, broadswords and spears are fixed on the armor arms, and there is a spare short sword, they can't retreat after receiving the enemy, whether it is a barbarian or a Beamon orc, once blocked by the hoplites, they will be surrounded by the light infantry, and then slowly divided and strangled, I used to be a hoplite of the border army, no one knows the power of this phalanx better than me." ”

"Disrespectful, disrespectful. After Chu Ci said something weirdly, he touched the stubble on his chin, thought for a moment and asked, "How much does a hoplite's equipment weigh?"

"Full body armor, a knight's spear of character, a broadsword for close combat, a short sword... One hundred and ten kilograms. ”

"So heavy?" Chu Ci almost didn't spurt out a mouthful of old blood, and asked with a confused expression: "If I understand correctly, the entire battle formation relies on the hoplites to shake the enemy head-on and block the enemy, so that the lightly armed infantry behind them will surround and participate in the battle from the flanks?"

"Yes. Kordo said proudly, "Only we hoplites can stop the barbarians and orcs from attacking. ”

"No, what I want to ask is... If the barbarians and the orcs, don't be orcs, just the barbarians, if I were the commander, and I let the barbarian warriors not fight head-to-head, but run directly to both sides, starting from both sides, what would you do?"

Cordo was stunned and looked at Chu Ci blankly.

Chu Ci shouted: "What about you, if I am the commander and let the soldiers attack the two wings, or even run to the rear to intersperse, what will you do?"

"I... Kordo and I for a long time, and finally blushed and held back a sentence: "The barbarian warriors have no commander, they are all rushing in a swarm." ”

"Fuck your uncle, tell a story, what do you mean by having no commander, playing with me as a stinky scoundrel. ”

The old George next to him was as red as blood: "We... It is true that there is no commander, and after entering the battlefield, the fighters will rush directly to the enemy, rushing to the hoplites. ”

Chu Ci was speechless, did not answer, but looked at Kordo.

Cordo scratched his head and said with little confidence: "The hoplites can... Can turn in the direction to attack barbarians on both wings. ”

"Big brother, are you fooling a fool, more than 200 catties, the equipment adds up to more than 200 catties, say that you will turn back, the battle line has opened, it is normal to run a few kilometers with more than 200 catties of equipment on your back, you really think I am a barbarian?"

"Ordinary people can't, but high-level warspirit warriors can. ”

Cordo This is a braggart B, there are a lot of warriors in the Duchy of Manselt, at least hundreds of people, but in the army, there are more than 200, among which there are high-level war spirits, and they can be counted with both hands.

Chu Ci didn't understand this situation, but he still found a loophole: "According to what you said, the phalanx should be intensive, the hoplites turned back, isn't that crowded, what's the matter, can fly, fly directly over the heads of the lightly armed soldiers to find barbarian warriors to fight?"

"Also... It's not too dense either. The more Cordo spoke, the quieter he became.

Chu Ci laughed angrily: "Don't tell me that a loose phalanx can resist the charge of barbarians and orcs, since it is a loose formation, it is still a defensive fart, and the offensive formation is about the same, I really am an idiot." ”

Cordo kept his head down and was silent.

Chu Ci said with a smile: "The phalanx of the civilized continent, what garbage, loopholes everywhere, Lao Tzu looks down on you." ”

Kordo argued, "But this phalanx is useful against barbarian and orc warriors. ”

"It works, your grandmother's legs work. Chu Ci turned around and shouted to the tribal warriors: "Next time you deal with this formation, Saya will run behind them, not confront the hoplites head-on, and cut from the rear or flanks." ”

After finishing speaking, Chu Ci smiled at Cordo and said, "This is the most shabi formation I've ever heard, hahahaha." ”

The big bell urn asked angrily: "We are barbarians, we have to fight the most powerful enemy, and we are fighting head-on, we are not afraid of human hoplites!"

Chu Ci put away his smile, squinted his eyes and said to Da Bell: "If you talk more, I'll break your fangs!"

Big Bell shrunk his neck and was silent.

Old George was even more violent, and when he rushed up, he was a big flying foot and kicked Big Bell into a rolling gourd.

pinching his waist and standing up, old George scolded: "From now on, what Brother Chu Ci said, you must all keep it in your hearts, keep it firmly in your heart, remember one less word, and you are not allowed to eat for a day!"

Cordo looked at Chu Ci cautiously, thinking that this guy was the biggest traitor to mankind.

He knew better than anyone what was going on.

The so-called war is not how smart humans are, but how stupid the barbarians and orcs are.