Roland's dinner at the "House of Friendliness" was a great touch, and after an in-depth analysis of the current situation in the Far East, he was secretly worried about the plight faced by the Kolas army. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Don't look at him talking eloquently at the banquet, looking full of confidence, in fact, I understand in my heart that all macro strategies are just ideas on paper, your enemies are not pawns at your mercy, they also have their own strategies, their own pace of development, and the results of the game are often unexpected, making your beautiful strategic planning book a piece of waste paper that is too hard to wipe your ass.

As far as he is concerned, at most, in half a year, the Koras army will go out to find the orc tribe for a decisive battle, and he must go with the army. So realistically, in just half a year, how many career levels can he improve and how many new specialties can he learn? Facing the orc's big axe again, can he still have the good luck in front of the north gate at the beginning?

If you want to survive, you must improve your strength as soon as possible, this is the true meaning of life in the Far East, and it is a truer truth than any macro vision and strategic deduction.

Roland invested all his 8 degrees of luck in his expertise, and pulled Ivan to the training ground early the next morning to fight, and he was directly stunned by a "fierce attack".

The black guard who was watching the excitement next to him wiped his eyes in disbelief, rolled up his sleeves and walked over: "I'll try it too!" ”

So Roland was one to two, half-witted "proficient in attacking first" to seize the opportunity, the moment the sword was released, the silver glow flashed, and the sword drawing technique was blown like a god, and the "big defender" kissed Ivan on the throat in the sound of breaking the wind.

Ivan learned to be obedient after suffering a loss, cheered up twelve points, dodged in time with a five-foot quick step, and touched his numb throat secretly.

The black guard over there's a light in his eyes and quickly stepped forward to attack, but there seemed to be a mysterious aura on Roland's body, which made his attack subtlely deflected, and the blade grazed the armor to create a spark.

Roland returned his sword, and the great defender slammed into the opponent's right wrist like a whistling hammer.

Defeat the enemy aircraft first, unload the weapon!

Boom!

With a muffled sound, the heavy sword in Heiwei's hand fell to the ground, the young face twitched fiercely, staggered out of the battle circle, and tore off the iron glove in pain, finding that his right wrist had swollen into a small steamed bun.

"Look at me!"

The moment his companion was knocked off his weapon, Ivan found a good opportunity to flank and slapped Roland on the back of the head with both swords.

"Haha, you're done now!" The Blackguard, who had withdrawn from the battle, was also happy, believing that there was no way that Roland would be able to escape the attack from behind.

However, his smile quickly froze on his face, and with a twist of his wrist, Roland easily controlled the Great Defender with the shock force of knocking down the weapon, and turned around and threw a sword that struck Ivan in the neck like lightning.

"So fast!" This sword came first, which shocked Ivan, and hurriedly turned defense into attack, erecting a heavy sword to block the blow of Roland's god.

Zheng!

The two swords are staggered, and the sparks burst out.

Ivan took two steps back, his face was surprisingly solemn, and he slowly spit out a word: "Homeopathic chop!" ”

"You kid has a vision," Roland's smile was dangerous, and he stepped forward, "Try this again!" ”

Swish! The "Great Defender" slammed into Ivan Tianlinggai like a heavy hammer and attacked violently!

Ivan snorted coldly, his gaze suddenly became extraordinarily tax-advantaged, and he waved his sword with one hand and skillfully picked it up, and Roland's powerful blow was immediately blocked, and his body involuntarily lost his balance.

With a pang in his heart, Roland instinctively freed up his left hand to clench his fist and swing it at the critical moment.

Bang!

The two iron fists collided in the air, bursting into a brilliant spark, followed by a wave of fierce qi.

The two young men in heavy armor and holding large swords each took a step back and looked at each other solemnly.

"Defending and attacking?" Roland spat out a word softly.

Ivan shook his sore left hand and said with a wry smile: "That's right, I just realized it yesterday, and I originally wanted to use it as a decisive move to press the bottom of the box, and it was a blockbuster in the military camp competition at the end of the month, but I was still forced out by you." ”

Roland put his sword into the sheath with his backhand, stretched out his right palm to him, and smiled slightly: "Vanka, my dear friend, do you want to reserve one more trick before the big competition, such as a fierce attack?" This way, you will have a better chance of showing off in the tournament. ”

"Well, that's a great idea, I'm sure you're also interested in defending and attacking, so let's exchange tips." Ivan high-fived him with a smile.

"Deal!" Roland was in a good mood. He already has seven points of enthusiasm for the specialty of "defending and attacking", and there are still some details that he has not yet mastered, if he invests in luck and forcibly learns it, it is not worth it, and second, he has no luck reserves.

If he exchanges ideas with Ivan and learns from each other's strengths, he is confident that he will master this skill within a week.

"Well, can you count me as one?" A timid voice came from behind him.

Roland turned his head and looked up and down at the black guard who had just joined forces with Ivan to besiege him, the young man had a cute round face and beautiful brown curls, and he was smiling and scratching the back of his head, looking a little cute.

"What's your name?"

"Alexander, 2nd rank Blackguard."

"Do you have any unique skills?"

"Uh, what is this......" Alexander scratched his head, suddenly his eyes lit up, and he took out a thick linen handkerchief from his bosom and blindfolded himself.

"Attack me!" Alexander snapped his fingers at Roland and Ivan with a confident expression.

"What are you kidding......"

Ivan muttered, paced slowly around Alexander with his sword, stared at the subtle changes in expression on his face, and finally became convinced that the thing was indeed invisible, and turned back to Roland to give him a look.

Roland bowed slightly.

Ivan got his hint and suddenly charged from behind Alexander!

Alexander's ears twitched slightly, as if he had long eyes in the back of his head, and he calmly moved a step sideways, steadily dodging Ivan's charge, and flew up and kicked on his ass.

Knock knock! Ivan lunged forward ten yards and slammed his head into the wall.

He got up in embarrassment, helped his helmet stained with stone dust, looked at Alexander in amazement, standing with his hands down, and spat out a string of curses: "Hell, this kid is good at 'blind fighting'!" ”

Roland's eyes lit up, and he stepped forward to hold Alexander's hand, his face full of enthusiasm: "Welcome to our diligent support group!" ”

Alexander scratched his head, his face was dazed, he didn't know what a "diligent mutual aid group" was, but as long as he knew that Roland was willing to use the secret of "fierce attack" to exchange "blind fights" with him.

In the next few days, Roland soaked with Ivan and Alexander, communicating with each other and practicing hard. He was satisfied with the learning results, not only did he learn "defending and attacking" as he wished, but he also had four or five distractions about "blind fighting". For the two little friends of Alexander and Ivan, he is not stingy with advice, after all, this is his team to fight the world in the future.

During this period, Lyudmila came to the barracks once and showed a keen interest in their small group.

Alexander tried to tell her that women are not welcome on the battlefield of men, but was beaten by the giant girl and immediately changed his tone: "Miss Lyudmila does not let me shave my eyebrows, I only welcome you on my own behalf." This drew the contempt of Roland's middle finger and Ivan's.

Lyudmila is not here to make a joke, the ranger also has a class she has to take, so take the time to come to Roland to relax, and don't beat up a "straight man cancer" who looks down on people in the eyes of a dog.

Fortunately, the eldest girl is also reasonable, and after communicating with Roland and them, she expressed her interest in their stunts, and she herself is willing to contribute a family heirloom, which is Roland's half-baked "mastery first".

There is a saying that men and women work together without getting tired, and the addition of Lyudmila added vitality to the small group, and at the end of the month, Roland finally learned the two specialties of "blind fighting" and "mastery of attacking first".

His Blackguard rank hasn't changed much now, but the list of specialties has been greatly expanded.

Blind fighting, proficient in attacking first, defending in attack, fierce attack, and homeopathic slashing, these five specialties have greatly enriched his tactics, and his comprehensive combat power has improved a lot, even those high-level black guards rarely have so many specialties.

Alexander, Ivan and Lyudmila were not idle, each learning a new specialty, and earnestly hoped that Roland would continue the exchange group.

Roland is not the kind of person who crosses the river and demolishes the bridge, so he naturally accepts everyone's proposals, and the three of them are all potential stars he is optimistic about, and learning more skills is also good for strengthening the team.

At the end of each month, the barracks held a competition, similar to the "knight tournament" popular in the nobility circles of the empire, but there were not so many pompous ceremonies, the purpose was to exchange martial arts and encourage progress.

Roland has five stunts, originally ambitious to have a good time at the tournament, but unfortunately the world is unpredictable, an accident caused the tournament to die halfway, until a few years later this grand event reappeared. At that time, the Far East had long been a place of human affairs, and even the venue of the martial arts tournament was no longer the "Fort of Atonement" it once was.