It's a very simple straight stab. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info Victor's sword is unremarkable, from his shot to the tip of the wooden sword poking the white spot on the scarecrow's chest, the whole process does not show any excitement from the surface at all - but Mickey and Norman paid attention, Victor's shot was very steady, from his drawing of the sword to the bending of his arm, to the stretching of his force, from beginning to end, all the movements contained a smooth artistic conception.

What does this mean?

As well-known figures in the Razisburma Mercenary Guild, the two of them are older than Ranke and Rowan around them, and they naturally know more things - smooth movements are the basis for swordsmanship changes, which shows that the mercenary captain in front of them is definitely a rare good hand in swordsmanship.

Of the five of them, only Angela used a sword, but instead of using this one-handed long sword, she used a dual sword - unlike the one-handed sword, the dual-wielding sword has a higher attack frequency and more aggressive attack, and correspondingly, it is highly dependent on the agility of the body and the rotation of the pace, which also means that the two-handed sword is not conducive to long-term combat.

However, there are many things that can be borrowed from this, but unfortunately Angela is not present at this time - she has just left with Heinrich, the head of the mercenary group, and it is said that it is a matter of allocating barracks. The five of them were assigned to the second brigade by Heinrich due to their good strength. In the city street battle of Afron, the captain Rolfes was unexpectedly killed, and during this period, no new captain was elected within the mercenary group, and the day-to-day management of the team was temporarily assumed by the head of the group, Heinrich.

So, if nothing unexpected happens, it won't be long before the "Song of the Ashes" will have a new captain - the cheerful and talkative Mickey and the mercenaries mingled with each other, and in the course of their conversation, they quickly learned the news.

He couldn't help but secretly analyze and evaluate the strength of the other mercenaries - the mercenaries have a rule that they do not become, and if they want to be in this group, in addition to their own accumulated merits, hard strength is even more indispensable. There are some stubborn thorns among the mercenaries, and if you don't have real kung fu at hand, it will be really difficult to subdue these guys.

Soon, Mitch was probably sure in his heart that the strength level of the five of them was at the level of the mercenary group, second only to the head of the group Heinrich and the captain of the first team, Victor, and several core elite members - comprehensive analysis: If they stay in the "Song of Ashes" mercenary group for a long time, after gaining a foothold, they have the possibility of going further.

Victor's swordsmanship, they have seen something from the process of this instruction.

"Norman, what do you think?"

Mickey took a few steps and touched Norman with the tip of his cowhide boot, the highest-ranking warrior of the five, standing under a larch tree, a tall tree common in the Northlands that had only bare branches left at this season. The cold wind of the early morning wind made the dead branches sway, and from time to time there was a "snap" sound of breaking, and at their feet, a lot of dead branches and dead leaves had already fallen in the open space in this camp, and some mercenaries walked over from here to time, making a soft rustling sound.

Norman's gaze seemed to freeze. After the greeting of his companion rang in his ears, he turned around and exchanged their opinions and evaluations with him in a low voice.

"Very strong."

"How does it compare to you?"

"It's hard to say."

"Hehe, Norman, you're really confident, I've heard that every regular mercenary group has rules for challenging those who are in charge, don't you plan to try it?"

"Uh...... I'm going to save up and come back to Boomer to see Lacey before the New Year. ”

"So, you don't have the idea of staying here for long?"

"Perhaps, will come back...... But that's for sure. ”

……

The two talked word by word, and the topic shifted from the swordsmanship of the mercenary captain Victor in front of them to their respective plans little by little. As the only one of the five who has a family, Norman, the mercenary, has many ideas that are different from theirs.

The other four were already satisfied with the mercenary group that remained in Afron. Thinking of this, the gratitude to the City Lord's Mansion Sword Master Ge Luo filled almost everyone's hearts.

The mercenaries in the arena were still sweating profusely.

In the western part of the mountain forest of Afron, the barracks were built along a mountain wall, surrounded by a dense forest. In this early winter season, the woodland is full of dead leaves, and the shouts of the young mercenaries echo in the wind.

In front of the barracks, there were at least a hundred young men active in the open space of the town square of Afron, most of them practicing separately, and there were no other masters in the mercenary group to guide them in their skills - but there were exceptions to everything, and the young man in front of Victor was a special differentness in such a picture.

"Sorry, Mr. Marisas, I still can't do it."

The young man raised his practice wooden sword again, and stabbed it towards the scarecrow doll in the same way as Victor did, although the movement had slowed down to an extremely slow degree, but judging from the trajectory of the blade's movement, his skill was still quite deformed compared to the standard - the wood-white sword body shook into a series of waves in the air. After the young man finished this action, he put down his sword, his voice getting quieter and quieter, and said to Victor on the side.

At this time, the sunlight gradually dispelled the white fog of the early morning, and some of the mercenaries in the venue finished their daily exercises, and they began to watch from a distance, and all kinds of talking voices came and went:

"Look, little one."

"How did such a thin little white face come to us?"

"He should go back to his mother's arms to nurse!"

"It's like, look at him like that, haha...... I think a will be more powerful than him. ”

As the first mercenary group of Afron in essence, the quality of these mercenaries of "Song of Ashes" is not much higher than that of their rude counterparts - the young man's clumsy skills seem to be inferior to an ordinary novice in swordsmanship, these people watch it for a while, intentionally or unintentionally, and before they know it, they gradually begin to talk about this scene.

The young man inevitably heard these whispers, and his expression became even more depressed.

"These guys."

Victor snorted disapprovingly, and he turned his head to glare at the mercenaries. These mercenaries, who were laughing at the end of the exercise, suddenly retracted their expressions like mice seeing cats, and they returned to their usual normal appearance, or walked towards the barracks in groups of three or five, or continued to practice martial arts according to the previous posture - Victor retracted his gaze, he glanced at the deviant sword marks on the scarecrow puppet, and couldn't help but smile bitterly on his face.

"Andrea, you need a more appropriate way to practice right now."

His tone became earnest. 、

"But isn't swordsmanship the pride and self-esteem of being a mercenary? My father once said that swordsmanship is the foundation on which a mercenary can stand. ”

"Indeed, he was right."