Teucer endured the rigors of the Sheffield Wood Elf training camp, he learned how to accurately use his longbow to hit the enemy's vital point with an arrow from a long distance, he also learned how to dexterously avoid the enemy's slashing and stabbing when fighting the enemy at close range, and also learned how to walk quickly and silently through the dense forest, Teucer was no longer the incompetent rookie guard who trembled his legs when he saw a goblin in Goodbay Town, he became calm and composed, he was no longer even afraid of the rugged big guy Legral, In Teucer's eyes, Legral's roughness was merely a difference in the tone of his command from that of others.

"You bunnies who can't go up trees, or who can't go up trees! Can you give me a little faster? "After training, each of them climbed the tree 50 times. ”

"You, you, this is the third time! Roll me up, not qualified! During the camouflage training, one after another wood elves who were easily identified by him were dragged away from the training ground by the officers beside Legral, "I suggest that the other guys hide themselves so that I don't find out." Hold on, you idiots, try to hold me out for ten minutes! ”

"Put the weight of the body and lightly fall on the feet! Try to take it easy when drawing the bow! Pay attention to the posture of your eyes, arms and feet. Oh, Forrestal, you utter fools. In the special training of the Wood Elves in longbow shooting, Legral took the trouble to remind them of the essentials of archery, "You stupid bird! How many times have I said to pay attention to the rhythm of the shot. Your shooting rhythm has changed, which means your posture has changed! You need to reaim quickly! Don't let me remind you again! Do you think I'll praise you for your fast archery? Idiot. I only look at the number of shots hit the bull's-eye! ”

"The sword is the last trusted partner of our warriors in the fight against the enemy after the arrows are fired. Ah, I forgot that Teucer was a Trian, and that the fucking Trian likes to use a sword. In his teaching of melee combat, Legral from time to time mentioned the essentials of using knives and swords and also demonstrated them himself, "When holding and lifting a sword, you need to use your index and middle fingers, the index finger is responsible for pressing the back of the knife and the back of the sword, and the middle finger is firmly wrapped around the hilt and hilt!" See clearly, like this! Picking, stabbing, and slitting the throat are the three most effective techniques for sword attacks. ”

"Good, Teucer. The training was well done, and because of your organization, your team was victorious! On the training field, Legral patted Teucer on the shoulder sincerely for the first time, "Through my long-term observation, I think that only you keep a clear head at all times, and this advantage makes you qualified to be a captain." ”

Autumn in Talk is surprisingly long, and when the frost sweeps away, winter in Sheffield is finally here. Gone is the golden carpet of autumn leaves, the grandeur of the golden yellow, and the winter snow and snow flutter and fall in the sky like goose feathers, making Sheffield a snow-capped mountain clearing. The vibrant scene disappeared here, leaving only the maple trees with bald trunks standing in the snow, and the occasional snow hare and ice fox in the snowdrifts, vigilantly playing the cruel game of eagle and chicken in the snowdrift.

Although it is snowing heavily, the training of the Wood Elves is still going on, and everyone is looking forward to the graduation assessment of the Einsatzgruppen coming soon, so as to become a real Wood Elf Special Operations Team soldier and get rid of this hateful training camp. Legral watched the neat drills of the Einsatzgruppen members he had trained with satisfaction, and nodded his head incessantly. These soldiers have endured the arduous and brutal training, they have acquired the valuable quality of being consistent, and they have maintained a high level of vigilance at all times, as if it had become a habit. These military qualities and good habits are enough to maintain a high level of discipline and teamwork on the battlefield for special tasks. These former Wood Elf recruits* are now a sword in the hands of Legrar, and they are the elite of all the Wood Elves.

"What a one-in-a-hundred guys!" The admiration of the big guy Legral was full of pride. He glanced at the Wood Elf officer standing beside him, "Crodir, just like the warriors I came out, the Crusaders you commanded who were still on the jungle horses and could only dance." All a soldier needs is sternness and orders. ”

"Yes, Teacher." Crodiel's face flushed with shame at Legral's soft reprimand.

"My soldiers, since you came here like a cowardly chicken, after three months of training in Dotalk, I think you have what it takes to become a Wood Elf Quasi-Ranger - meaning you are already the best of the warriors!" Although Legral raised his voice on the quasi-word to make this title a little harsh, but for the first time he showed a real smile in front of this group of Wood Elf quasi-rangers, although the face full of wrinkles like an engraving was not very kind and friendly, and then the conversation changed, "However, before you become a member of the special operations team, you still have to pass the final assessment, and the graduation assessment task will make half of you unfortunate to be eliminated, in fact, this graduation assessment task is very dangerous, Elimination means that you are dead or missing arms and legs, of course, any of you can choose to quit, then you are a permanent loser, get out of the infantry and become a petty officer, so that you will not waste the food you used to waste in the training camp and the skills you gained from training! ”

"Never back down! Use me in every battle, use me to win! The Wood Elves shouted in unison.

"Excellent! It is to come up with this comfortable 'tiger' spirit! I've given this game that is about to test your comprehensive individual skills and have a name - 'Graduation Season Ceremony', although this is a name full of literary flavor, but if this game is not done well, it will cost you your life and drag down the rest of your team, tomorrow you can prepare for a day off, without any training, I will tell you the rules of the 'game' tomorrow. I'm calling it a 'game,' but you'd better not think of it as a game. ”

"Yes, sir!" The sturdy and agile Wood Elves shouted with high morale.

“МАэп！” Inseparable from the beginning of his training, the young officer next to Legral, who was privately nicknamed "the evil dog of the sidekick", announced the order to disband.

When Teucer woke up the next day, the announcement had been posted outside the tent shared by Teucer and Glenn, and all the Einsatzgruppen soldiers were standing on the bulletin board and talking about it. I saw that the bulletin board only wrote this paragraph that seemed to be a very simple task for the patrolmen of the wood elves.

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Prospective members of the Special Operations Team, your graduation assessment tasks are as follows:

According to reports, the border village of Tuang, more than 100 miles northeast of Sheffield in the northern part of the Kingdom of Elvenia, has lost contact with Sheffield Town, and the Baron suspects that Tuon Village has been encroached upon by demons. Since the Baron sent at least four or five elven patrols to investigate, none of these loyal Sheffield warriors never returned. Tonight the moon rose to 10 o'clock in the Sheffield treetops, and the Einsatzgruppen set out from the camp on time to investigate the situation and report back to me.

The proximity of the village of Tuon to Mount Hawke and the recently slaughtered town of Goodbay, coupled with the disappearance of the elven patrol ahead, proved that this operation was not a mountain tour - a boring drive.

Finally, I would like to remind you that there is no news from Tuang, the situation there is unknown, please be careful, be careful, be careful.

Good luck. May Forrester bless you with the blessings of the forest.

Elvenia Wood Elf Kingdom Border Forest Patrol Brigade

Vice-captain Legral Palic

January 35, 1029

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Teucer absentmindedly wiped his sword and the well-made Wood Elf scimitar from the Elven Training Camp in the camp tent. The Wood Elf warrior's usual weapon was inlaid with a dark green emerald that was the favorite of the Wood Elves, and the emerald exuded a charming warmth and charm that made Teucer look fascinated, and this beautiful color made his thoughts fly to Avenna's side, and even he could see Avenna's soft smile from the dark green emerald that Toucer, and the corners of Toc's mouth were slightly raised, and he repeated the clear and gentle words he heard that night: "СОоптэттгемоэаоэагаТОк." НПо！ ТОокfОгёзтмогез，ТОоккёогЫал。 ”

A warm current swelled up in Teucer's heart, and he wanted to stay in that beautiful moment for the rest of his life.

A good thought is always a phantom in the mind, and it is finally interrupted by Teucer's partner Glenn, who is now Glenn and the recruit* Glenn at the time of the two of them, and Teucer still remembers the second night when they were lucky to stay in the Einsatzgruppen when they first joined the army, when he knew Glenn was still a yellowish-skinned and unattractive wood elf, and now he has gone through two and a half months of special training in the Einsatzgruppen, and the thin wood elf recruit* has become a real warrior with strong abs and a strong physique, His unassuming appearance had been replaced by a resolute look on his face. His eyes were not as confused and distracted as when he first joined the army, but instead full of self-confidence, which exuded an air of ambition.