Chapter 3: Thrust

More than ten meters to the right of the stone house, there is another stone house. Pen ~ fun ~ pavilion www.biquge.info

Grass and trees are on the front and back, left and right, surrounding the two lonely houses.

"Before I came, Senior Sister Yu lived here alone?"

Just thinking about it, soon, Yu Tunan came over, nodded at him, walked first, and said lightly:

"The first class started yesterday, and the formal course began today, and the knight instructor is named Sloane, which can be called justice, practice more, talk less, and Hugh should trust the apprentices of other countries, especially pay attention to Japan and India."

"Japan understands well, India? Could it be that the Qing Dynasty and Ah San had a fight? No, India should be the most important overseas colony of the United Kingdom, can you still come to study if you really fight? ”

Huang Shang pondered, and asked tentatively, "These two countries? ”

In my memory, since the Westernization Movement, the Qing court has experienced the Sino-French War in 1883, the Sino-Japanese War in 1894, the Eight-Nation Allied War of Aggression against China in 1900, and the Russo-Japanese War in 1904, which I don't know if it happened. The latter paid a huge sum of 450 million taels of silver, and completely buried the Manchu Qing Dynasty from the spiritual to the material, which was extremely painful and heart-wrenching, and also woke up a group of people with lofty ideals.

In this life, there is the intervention of the first traverser, I don't know how the process is, the original Gu Bei may know, but Huang Sheng has not inherited his memory at all, and he feels like a thick fog about many things, and he has no concept at all, fortunately, he is in a foreign country far away from acquaintances, otherwise he may soon be seen flawed, especially the precocious and sharp sister.

The sooner you find out about history, the sooner you will be mentally prepared, and Huang Shang's vague question is to take the opportunity to inquire without arousing suspicion.

Although it was noon, the woods were still a little bleak, the two walked in the fallen leaves, Yu Tu Nan said: "Since the First Sino-Japanese Naval War, Japan's heart will not die, and its people will provoke and lead the war, you are weak at this time, you can't resist, you should slow down and bear the burden, and slowly figure it." ”

I can only hear that the First Sino-Japanese Naval Battle still happened, probably like a small victory, but I can't be sure, and I don't say the reason for India, Huang Shang didn't want to ask much, so he responded: "Yes." ”

Walking through the woods, a river meanders through the meadows, dotted with two or two small lakes, and along the shore stretches out a complex of buildings, high and low, sparse and dense, should be the main part of the manor, in the middle of which stands a gray tower, the momentum is extraordinary.

Yu Tunan led Huang Shang downhill, led him to a flat land in front of the building complex, and said, "Don't walk around, after school, wait for me to come back." With that, he disappeared into the courtyard.

The hour seemed to be a little early, and there were only seven or eight fifteen or sixteen-year-old boys on the solid flat ground, with all kinds of hair, general neat uniforms, wearing thin swords, looking at the yellow clothes and whispering, suddenly a sturdy white boy came over and said, "You are a Han from the East?" Thin as a monkey, and dizzy for three days, such a person can also become a knight? ”

Huang Shang couldn't tell what nationality he was, probably British, looking at his thin arms and legs, and couldn't draw any allusions to a knight to refute, but he couldn't eat this ridicule raw, so he shrugged his shoulders and said casually: "Although the grass is tender, it can push through the heavy stones, although the dripping water is weak, it can penetrate the hard gold and stone, although the river is gentle, it can break through the river and eventually flow into the sea, although I am weak now, why can't I become a knight in the future?" My name is Gu Bei, what about you? ”

The white boy was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Damn...... You speak terrible English, I'm Connor. ”

He stretched out his hand, Huang Shang smiled and stretched out his left hand, Connor was stunned for a moment, and changed his hand to shake it.

There was a burst of laughter from behind.

Connor seemed to hesitate for a moment, then squeezed it violently.

Case! Case!

The bones of his hand were squeezed and rubbed, twisted and twisted, and there was a soft click, Huang Shang was in pain, gritted his teeth, sizzled from between his teeth, and touched the hilt of his sword with his right hand, and said with a painful and somewhat distorted smile: "Connor, your strength ...... That's good. ”

Connor was startled, let go of his hand, retreated into his companions, and went triumphantly.

"This environment is really bad......"

Huang Shang shook his numb left hand, retreated to the edge of the flat ground, and watched silently, there were more and more people, and finally stopped at twenty-three people, the hair color was varied, most of the complexions were white, with a few yellows in between, and one of the short men swept over with black eyes from time to time, fierce and cunning, with bad intentions, it seemed that it was the island country's clan.

Soon after the people were gathered, a man came out of a door in front of him, tall, strong, and hard as a stone with a bearded face, and strode to the front of the center, and I don't know who shouted: "Queue!" ”

The apprentices were in chaos for a while, and they barely stood in line, and Huang Sheng naturally stood on the edge.

The man's cold gaze swept over everyone, and he said in a grim tone like a huge iron anchor sinking to the bottom of the sea: "I am Sloane, serving as the instructor of the monarchs. The sword is a weapon to kill the enemy, and the most effective attack is the stab, so look at it. ”

As he spoke, he drew his sword and stabbed forward.

Laugh at!

With a shriek, the air faintly rippled transparently, scattering, blowing the stunned hair of the apprentices under their hats.

What kind of power is this?

What kind of speed is this?

"If you do it purely in the flesh, it seems that the knights of this world are not simple......" Huang Shang thought, his spirit perked up, and some bubbles of hope rose in his heart.

Instructor Sloan slowly demonstrated again, explained in detail the essentials of the movement, and said, "Spread out and do it ten thousand times." ”

The apprentices were in a slight uproar, scattered one after another, and began to practice drawing their swords.

Huang Shang retreated to the very edge, carefully reminisced about the instructor's demonstration, slowly pulled out the thin sword, retracted his elbow, stabbed forward, retracted, frowned, thought about it, the next sword returned to the elbow a little lighter, and raised his arm a little higher, and he really felt a lot more comfortable.

Once, twice, three times......

The sun is slight, the breeze is gentle, and the sweat is swaying and shining.

Instructor Sloan made his rounds, correcting a thing or two from time to time, and slowly turned to the back to look

When Huang Shang stabbed the action, his expression moved slightly, he stood for a while, didn't say a word, and walked away.

Three thousand eight hundred sixty-five, three thousand eight hundred sixty-six, three thousand eight hundred and sixty-seven......

Sweating like a waterfall, blurring his eyes, his arm was like a heavy lead, sore, numb, and painful, as if it was going to be broken, even the sun couldn't see, what he saw in front of him, only this thin sword, Huang Shang gritted his teeth, and stabbed out one hundred and three swords, slower and slower, his physical strength finally ended, he couldn't support it anymore, he made a bang, fell to the ground, and fainted.

"It's water...... Under...... Is it raining? ”

The cold raindrops fell on his face, and Huang Sheng gradually woke up, finding that he was still lying where he had fallen.

It's already dark.

The field was empty, and the apprentices and instructors had long since dispersed.

There was a figure standing under the eaves, slender and calm, walking over slowly, it was Yu Tunan, and said lightly: "Go back." ”