"Now standing in front of you is your enemy, you don't need to show mercy, attack me with the way you are familiar with fighting." Cass clenched his long sword with both hands, his arms vertically downward, and the sharp blade tilted upwards towards Witt, and after assuming a fighting stance, he ordered Witt to attack.

Witt trained with a real weapon for the first time, and while he was nervous, he also took a fighting stance, holding his two-handed axe tightly in his hand, and the head of the axe was tilted upwards to the right to face Cass.

"My lord, what a offense!" Witt said something, lifted his two-handed axe, controlled his strength, and tentatively slammed an axe at the large wooden surface of Cass. The axe sliced through the air with a tearing sound of "whoop, whoa, whoa", and headed straight for Cass to face the door.

Cass didn't seem to have much trouble flashing sideways, and the axe swooped into the air, while Cass was already firmly on his side. On the battlefield, Witt himself will definitely be slashed with the long sword in Cass's hand the moment the axe misses, but Cass deliberately released water. But then again, if Cass hadn't ordered him to attack, he wouldn't have been so stupid as to expose his flaws to the enemy's nose.

In desperation, Witt had no choice but to swing the long axe in his hand again, and this time Witt did not control the strength, but slashed at Cass with all his might. Strange to say, Cass did not dodge this time, but held the sword in both hands, the hilt was facing up, and the blade of the sword was diagonally to the lower left, and the long sword was diagonally to take the axe of Witt, but the blade did not stop, but kept sliding to the upper right. The moment the axe collided with the long sword, although it slightly pressed the long sword towards Cass, it brought a certain amount of pressure to Cass. But then the vertical impact between the axe and the long sword quickly decreased, and the axe slid towards the tip of the sword, and once again slammed into the air, but Cass only moved sideways one step unscathed.

Witt was shocked that his full axe was so easily cracked by Cass, of course he was not convinced, and he was very unhappy in his heart, and swung his axe and slashed at Cass again. But no matter how serious Witt was, Cass could easily take Witt's attacks without dodging, and seemed to be more relaxed each time, as if he had mastered the trick, while Witt looked even more embarrassed and panting.

Looking at Witt, who was wheezing and too tired to lift an axe, Cass didn't change his face and finally spoke up: "Didn't your father teach you the real fighting skills of the axe?" Running to the battlefield like you is just cannon fodder, not even cannon fodder, it will only kill in vain! Cass exclaimed, a little annoyed.

When Witt heard that Cass humiliated him like this, he definitely couldn't swallow this breath in his heart, but the other party did have the strength to press himself to the ground and rub it, so what if he couldn't swallow this breath? This world is the world of the strong, what the strong say is what they say, and the weak can only passively be beaten and obey orders. Witt bowed his head and was speechless, silently listening to Cass's admonition.

Seeing that Witt was silent, Cass did not intend to embarrass him anymore, paused, and continued: "Although I am not proficient in axes, especially two-handed battle axes, as a qualified knight, I know myself and my opponent, and I will not be defeated in a hundred battles. Knowing the combat skills of the Tomahawk will not make me suffer on the battlefield. Cass explained to Witt. However, Cass was indeed surprised that Witt did not know anything about the combat skills of his best weapon, and it would be wishful thinking to say that he knew what he was doing.

Cass didn't want to fight Witt, and since he had chosen Witt as his squire, he had the responsibility and obligation to teach him all kinds of combat skills, which was a knightly tradition that Calradia had always kept, and he was no exception.

"As far as I know, there are four combat skills in two-handed battle axes, of which axe splitting is only one of the skills, and it is only a secondary skill, not the main attack skill. From just now to the duel between you and me, I have only seen you use an axe, and I don't know if you really don't understand or don't want to use the other three techniques, no matter what, I'll say it first, maybe it will be a little different from your father's statement. Cass frowned, remembering the knowledge and skills his father had taught him before, and almost fell into the thought of his father again.

Witt's face was hot, he didn't know any tomahawk combat skills at all, he was a woodcutter, how could he know that there were four ways to use the axe. Old Danny just told him about chopping wood and stories, and didn't say anything else to himself. Witt complained a little in his heart that Danny didn't teach himself more skills in the first place. And then there's Cass always being your father, and the right one of your fathers, and only Witt himself clearly knows that his father is a poor peasant in Fesd's field, what kind of veteran! But Witt didn't dare to say it, he was afraid that as soon as he said it, he wouldn't say that the knight squire couldn't be a knight, and he might be accused of bullying, and he might be hanged if it was serious. Witt felt terrible when he thought about it, and immediately trembled, but fortunately Cass was in a trance and didn't notice.

Cass shook his head to try to concentrate, paused, and continued: "In addition to axe splitting, two-handed battle axes also have axe thorns, axe hooks, and axe sweep three combat skills. Let me explain it to you in detail in turn. Start with axe stabs. Axe stabs, as the name suggests, are thrusts with a sharp cone at the top of the axe, inflicting stab wounds on enemies. Cass glanced at the two-handed axe in Witt's hand and continued, "That one in your hand is not a proper battle axe. It was clear that Witt had also noticed that the axe in his hand did not have spikes, as it was originally a logging axe, not a battle axe designed specifically for combat.

Instead of ink, Cass continued: "There are certain conditions to the use of axes. After using the two-handed axe for so long, you should also know the structure of the axe. The body of the two-handed axe is composed of wooden clubs, and the head is forged from metal, with an equal waist trapezoidal shape and an arc inverted on both sides. Because of the special construction of the axe head, the two-handed axe's thrust technique can only be triggered when the axe blade hits the enemy's weapon, or when the wooden handle under the blade hits the enemy's weapon. This is actually very easy to understand, so I won't go into too much detail, but you can comprehend it yourself in actual combat! Axe stabbing is not uncommon in actual combat, so it is one of the skills that must be learned to learn an axe.

Secondly, another technique for two-handed axes is the axe hook, which is mainly used to surprise the enemy. I have just explained the general structure of the battle axe, and it is precisely because of the special structure of the axe that the axe has special skills that cannot be triggered by other weapons. The hook is mainly applied to the recessed part between the tip of the blade and the wooden handle of the axe. When the wooden axe under the axe blade collides with the enemy's tone, in addition to triggering the Piercing Technique, you can also use the Axe Hook to steal the weapon from the enemy's hand while the enemy is negligent in guarding against your Piercing. Once the axe hook technique is successful, the battle is basically over, and the enemy at this time is basically a woman stripped naked and left to be slaughtered. Of course, once the axe hook is successfully triggered on the battlefield, you must kill the enemy immediately, and you must not play with it. The situation on the battlefield is unpredictable, and if you are not careful, you may die, which is the highest warning that many martyrs use their lives to us.

The last and most common combat technique is the axe sweep. The so-called axe sweep is when the enemy's weapon collides with the two-handed axe, note that whether it collides with the blade of the battle axe, or the wooden handle of the axe body above or below the blade, the sweep can be triggered. A sweep is a blow to the enemy's head with the force of the arm that rotates with the thick wooden handle at the end of the axe, causing them to stun. Axe Sweep is a common technique in melee combat, similar to the elbow strike in a knight's sword duel, which also stuns enemies.

But be careful, because it's common, so many trained enemies usually use it as well. There are two solutions at this point, the first is more common, the axe or sword is quickly jumped back, so that the enemy can escape from the attack range before they use an elbow strike or sweep. However, this is generally a low-level class, and once it is out of range before each elbow strike or sweep is triggered, it is easy to drag the battle into a protracted battle. A real knight has the courage to fight quickly, and this will have a second plan, which is to fight agility, which side is more agile, hit the opponent first and stun it, and you can knock it down or kill it at that moment, this is the knightly style. Cass finished explaining a long list in one breath, but he didn't breathe, when it came to the knightly style, his face showed a smug look, Witt saw it in his eyes, presumably Cass must have been born a nobleman, born as a knight and feel honored! This is the temperament cultivated from childhood!

Witt sighed, but he also tried his best to digest and dissolve Professor Cass's knowledge in his brain. There are not many opportunities, and if you don't take advantage of them now, there may be no one to teach Witt combat skills in the future.

"The axe is dead, but the man is alive. Although I just said that there are four combat skills in the axe, it does not mean that these four skills are not related to each other. If you think like this, you will always be a low-level soldier, and you will always be cannon fodder on the battlefield until you are swallowed up by a merciless war. These four combat techniques need to be applied according to different combat situations. There may be times when the enemy is taken away by your axe hook and the weapon can be connected to the axe split, or the axe stun and then the axe, or the axe stab is swept and then the axe is slashed, or the axe is connected to the axe hook and then the axe is slashed, etc., you will find that each series of combos will be connected to the axe at the end, which is why the axe is often a secondary attack rather than the main attack, but don't ignore the axe split, it is precisely this secondary attack that is the final fatal blow.

I don't know if you have noticed that no matter how the combos are matched or the order is changed, under normal circumstances, the three-hit combo is capped, and there is often no fourth combo. If you're a veteran, you'll understand the mystery, a normal person's physical strength can support three consecutive hits, or three consecutive defenses. In other words, if you have enough stamina to sustain your first quadruple combo, then I can assert that you have a great future. Because most enemies don't have the extra stamina to take your fourth attack, or if you have extra stamina to quickly take over the counterattack after you have three consecutive defenses, then you can kill the opponent when the opponent's stamina is exhausted and the defense is reduced.

Again, I just said that I used tomahawk combos, what if I added physical attacks such as boxing sweeps, elbows, leg kicks, etc.? And what about the variety of weapons? And what about feints? These permutations combine in ways you can't imagine. I won't talk about these today, there is still a lot of time to learn in the future, and I will teach you slowly when the time comes.

Fighting is also a skill, it is not like those local peasants imagine that they will casually wield weapons or fight, that is the idea of cannon fodder, these people will not be able to become talents, they will always only deserve to be farmers. There are so many knights in the whole of Vecchia, and there are so many knights in the whole of Calradia, and they are not equal in status. Knights rely on their own strength to obtain their own titles, powers, and fiefs. The strength of a knight is not only his personal force, but also his own commanding ability, his own strategic vision, his own honor and prestige, and so on. Cass sighed, marveling at how much he could say in his usually taciturn self.

Cass looked at the sky and was speechless for a long time. After a while, Kas looked at the group of recruits who were still training, and said: "Don't train like a machine, the strong need to think, you are still young, with your understanding, I believe I have the ability to train you into a talent." You are now a knight's squire, and according to tradition, one day you will become a knight and become a nobleman. Since Calradia has existed, countless people have died because of the sight of a rat and a leopard, so I warn you to study more books in your spare time, which will one day be of great benefit to you. You can practice on your own! I'm tired today, so I'll go back to my room to rest. I'll report on the training of those recruits in my room. After a pause, Cass added: "Also, your axe can be replaced, there is an arsenal in the lord's hall, you can talk to the butler when the time comes, and I will agree." ”

Cass had already withdrawn the long sword in his hand and hung it on his waist, and after explaining it, he turned and left, walking towards the lord's hall. Witt looked at Cass's departing back and spoke silently for a long time. Cass's words not only contained a large number of combat skills, which made it difficult for him to digest in a short period of time, but also attached a large number of products of the traditional era, which had a huge impact on Witt's thinking. Witt felt that his mind was a little confused, his mind was swollen, and it was difficult to gather his spirit.

A cool breeze blew across Witt's face, brushed the dancing grass on the ground, and disappeared somewhere on the ground. The training ground resounded with the loud shouts of the recruits, resounding through the sky and reaching the sky.

It was past noon, and Witt stood on the practice ground for a long time before he put away his weapon and started walking towards the lord's hall. Instead of wasting time standing in place in poor condition, it is better to go to the lord's hall and ask the butler to change the axe according to Cass's wishes. This will not only familiarize you with the tomahawk in advance, but also give you a better grasp of the other three techniques that Cass teaches. As for the complications between those nobles, Witt wanted to put it aside for the time being. Time is passing, and it solves the problem. If one day he really became a knight and became a part of the nobility as Cass said, although it seems far away, if that day really came, he would have been tempered by the hurried years!

Entering the hall of the lord, Witt only knew the path of his room and kitchen with Cass, and how to find the butler in the hall. Moreover, the guards in the hall stood guard, and they were alone and gave people face, for fear that they would get into trouble and smear Cass's face. Just as Witt was worried, suddenly a maid walked past Witt with a plate, looking a little familiar. Witt's mind flashed, wasn't this the maid who cleaned up his room last night?

It was too late, but it was too soon, and Witt caught up with him, and stopped the maid's way, startling the maid. Witt had no choice but to hold the maid's mouth, almost alarming the guards.

"It's me! Master Cass's squire, what's your name? Witt said with a weak heart but a tough appearance. Witt was aware of the rudeness of his actions, but he could only go all the way to the dark.

When the maid saw that it was Witt, she calmed down her excitement and stopped screaming. Seeing that she was relaxed, Witt took away the hand covering her mouth and asked, "I am looking for you for something that I want you to help with, where are you going now, are you free?" ”

The maid did not answer immediately, but moved back slightly, but did not dare to go too far, for fear that she would offend Witt and cause unnecessary trouble. After the maid stepped back, she said slowly, "I just brought lunch to Lord Cass, but the adult seems to be resting, and there is no response to knocking on the door, so I am ready to send the food back to the kitchen......"

"So you're okay for the time being, aren't you?" Witt looked delighted. The maid nodded and did not reply.

"In this case, you will take me to the butler of the hall first, and Master Cass will teach me to do something. I'm new to this place and I'm not familiar with it, is that okay? Witt's eyes were filled with longing, and he laughed at the maid as well.

This maid is only a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl, and she can meet many knights' attendants in the lord's hall every day, but basically she is a little carried away by relying on the power of her master, bullying the male and female servants in the fortress all day long, grooms, etc., and a funny attendant like Witt is the first, which makes the girl feel uncomfortable, but she feels respected by others. After a short conversation, the girl dispelled her disgust with Witt's identity, and immediately nodded her head in agreement to take Witt to the door of the housekeeper's room.

Witt was so happy that he almost slapped the maid on the shoulder, ruining his image as a squire, but fortunately he controlled it in time. This habit is only patted on Joey's shoulder when Witt is happy, and it seems that he has to pay attention to his words and deeds, Witt scratched his head and followed the maid as he thought.

Witt followed the maid around the alley of the hall, bored, and Witt asked, "What's your name?" ”

"Silina." The maid whispered.

"Selena, how old are you? How did you come to the fortress to be a maid? Wei asked curiously.

Selena's lips moved, then she bent down and didn't answer Witt's question. Witt thinks that his problem is inappropriate and touches the secret of Selena's heart, but he is surprised by the way Selena bends her head.

Witt subconsciously looked up, and saw a stunning woman in a gorgeous aristocratic robe walking slowly in the corridor, accompanied by two maids. His temperament is extraordinary, and he should not be an ordinary nobleman. This thought flashed through Witt's mind, and when the other party slowly approached, Witt learned the posture of a guard, put his left hand on his chest in a good manner, lowered his head slightly, and straightened his waist to show respect.

The bewitching woman stepped forward and stopped in front of Witt, so frightened that Silina's hands trembled a little, for fear that Witt would offend her, and even himself would be affected by the time. Although Witt was also nervous, the scent of the woman's body was also really fascinating, which made Witt swallow a mouthful of saliva unconsciously.

Of course, the woman also noticed this detail, so she deliberately stopped in front of Witt, looked at Witt's childish face, and asked, "Why are you so faceless?" ”

"Hello ma'am! I am Lord Cass's attendant, and I have not been in the hall for a long time, and I have been taken care of by a lot of people since then. "Cass is nervous, and the basic rules of etiquette are still understood.

"At a young age, the etiquette is quite thorough! I remember you! The bewitching woman smiled, her voice was soft, which made Witt feel uncomfortable, and she just wanted to escape from the place immediately, but she couldn't move wantonly at this time, so she had to echo it.

Witt watched the woman walk away until she disappeared at the end of the hallway. The fragrance wafting through the corridor lingered for a long time, making Witt intoxicated by the beauty of the bewitching woman, and it was difficult to recover for a long time. It wasn't until Selena pulled the corner of Rawitt's coat that Witt came back to his senses, his face flushed and embarrassed.

After a pause, Witt broke the embarrassment and asked, "Who was that lady just now?" ”

"She's Lady Oksha, the sister of Lord Warisynpoye, the nobles consider the most beautiful lady in the hall, beautiful, isn't she?" Selena smugly said to Witt as if she were Oksha.

Witt didn't pay attention to Silina, but was surprised that Oksha's identity was actually the sister of the castle owner, no wonder her temperament seemed so special. Witt didn't stop there, but motioned for Lina to continue leading the way.

Soon, Selena led Witt to the door of the hall butler's room. Witt motioned for Lina to step back first, and knocked lightly on the butler's door. There was a pause, and there seemed to be no reaction in the room. Just as Witt was about to knock a second time, the door creaked open, and out of it came an old man who looked to be in his seventies, with a white beard, bald, and freckles, bowed back, a little shorter than the bones of the young Witt. The old man wore only a brown robe made of thin aristocratic satin, which looked very simple.

"Are you the old butler of the hall? Mr. Witt asked in a low, respectful tone.

"Who are you?" The old butler obviously didn't like Witt's set, and stared at the strange young man who appeared in the lord's hall in front of him with those deep eyes, and asked in a deep voice. The old man's deep eyes, as if he could see through the world, stared at Witt's spine and made him feel uncomfortable.

"I'm Lord Cass's squire, sir." Although Witt didn't have a good impression of this old man, and even a little disgusted, he didn't want to offend him, after all, he still had to trouble the other party to bring him to the arsenal! I had to answer his questions respectfully.

The old butler just gave a cold "oh" and turned to go into the house. When Witt saw that the old butler was about to turn around and enter the house, he was anxious, and immediately chased after him: "Sir, Master Cass asked me to pick a suitable battle axe, and you can take me there, can you?" ”

The old man ignored Witt, but turned and went into the house, but the door was not closed, and Witt immediately followed the old man into the house. Witt looked around the interior of the house, and the displays were very simple, except for a wooden bed, a simple table, a few wooden square chairs, and a ceramic bottle and a few ceramic cups on the table, which were supposed to be for drinking water. In the corner of the room there was a small bookshelf, full of books, which looked very old, and Witt did not understand. Except for some necessities, the whole room seemed empty and the light was dim.

The old butler walked slowly to the table, bent his knees with great difficulty to sit down. Witt hurriedly ran up to help the old butler, slowly helped him to sit down, and poured a glass of water from the ceramic bottle into the ceramic cup and handed it to the old butler.

The old butler was silent, but he was obviously quite satisfied, at least not disgusted. Witt stood quietly beside him, watching the old butler drink the water from the cup little by little, and then took the cup from the old butler's hand, ready to pour him another glass. Who knew that the old butler stretched out his hand to stop Witt, and then said slowly: "No, I'm not thirsty." I know Cass wants you to pick out the right weapon, and the key to the arsenal is mine. The old butler slowly took a series of keys from his coat pocket, shook them in front of Witt, and spoke in a deep and slow tone.

Witt looked at the old man in front of him with puzzled eyes, the other party didn't want to give the key to him directly, but it was inconvenient for him to say more.

"Listen to my advice, if you want to live, get out of here within two months. Once you're out of here, don't come back, I'll make sure you're safe. The arsenal is at the end of this corridor, get the key! The old butler's tone was low and long, as if to scare Witt, but it didn't seem to be a joke, which made Witt creepy, but he did not dare to believe it, so he hurriedly took the key and hurried out of the room and closed it casually.

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