About two hours later, Will also digested it almost, speaking of which, the class ratio of the Dragon's Tooth Pirate Regiment is too uneven, the normal team's career ratio is generally: melee 6: ranged 3: support 1, dragon's tooth is good, only Sojers is a melee, although Pod is not bad, but it is only a first order, this strength is too different from several backbones, and forcibly letting him join the training can only hit Boy's self-confidence.

Following the advice of old Wibull, Will and Sojath fought against him, and Sojes was a little reluctant to do so, complaining that he had consumed too much physical strength, but old Wibull scolded him back with a subsequent sentence.

"Will the enemy wait for you to strike when you have the energy?"

Helplessly, Sorges lifted his heavy sword with a strong spirit, and his attitude was not as relaxed as when he fought with Cervantes before, Will was a fourth-order gunman, although he did not use live ammunition this time to avoid accidental injury, but it was still not to be underestimated, not to mention that now he has shown fatigue, and the slightest carelessness is the end of failure.

As soon as the two sides entered the field, old Weibull shook his head angrily and said angrily: "Commander, do you still want to talk about chivalry at this time? In melee combat, the gunners of the same level must close the distance before he is prepared, otherwise once the distance is opened, it will be you who will die! The pirates will not spare you because of your humility!"

Saying this, Sojes's face turned red, Genevia covered his mouth and kept chuckling, Cervantes didn't have any expression, just stared at Will without blinking, he knew Will's strength very well, don't look at the latter's usual out-of-tune appearance, how strong Will who entered the battle state is only clear to the people inside their dragon teeth, from the fact that Sogers can still be disturbed by the words of the outside world, and Will can see the gap between the two of them by holding his fingers on the trigger without leaving a trace in the process of entering the field.

In many cases, it is not necessarily strength that determines victory or defeat, on the contrary, experience and mentality on the sea are often the more important production conditions than strength.

Sure enough, at the moment when Sojers's mentality fluctuated, Will's right hand holding the gun suddenly moved, only to see him quickly pull out the gun, not even aiming, and even when the muzzle of the gun was not aimed at the target, everyone had already heard the gunshot, Sojes instinctively blocked the sword in front of his eyebrows at this moment, but he didn't want to, Will's shot was just a false move, Sojes's movements were completely within his expectations, almost the moment he lifted the sword, the gunshot sounded again, this time it was almost inaudible two consecutive shots, the rapid-fire in the left hand and the thunder musket in the right hand fired successively, and a shot aimed at the eyebrows of Sojes, and the other shot was aimed at his heart.

Before he could react, he felt something hit his sword, and almost at the same moment, the bullet that was fired into his heart also hit the target, and suddenly a white spot the size of a baby's fist appeared on his chest.

It took less than five seconds from the entry to the end to determine the winner, not only Sojers looked incredulous, but even the few people watching the game were confused, of course, except for old Weibull, at this time he didn't give Sorges a chance to speak, and just walked to the field and knocked on his head.

"Look at what I said before? If you don't make the first move, the other party won't leave you the slightest chance, don't you nobles often have to learn war chess when you are young? Then you should have heard the truth that in war chess, it is better to lose a son than to lose the first, right? Melee combat has a congenital disadvantage against long-range professions, especially naval warfare, this disadvantage is range and distance, if you want to close the gap, you must strike first, you must not think about any chivalry, otherwise the opponent will not only not appreciate you, but will scold you for being a fool after you die!"

The cruel reality made Sojes a little silent, although he was dissatisfied with the education of the empire, but in fact he was still more or less affected, for example, the navy always declared itself to be above board, and pirates were despicable and indecent, because pirates did everything in battle, and the navy defeated their opponents so openly by virtue of the power of justice.

You may not feel anything if you listen to it once or twice, but if you listen to it for ten or eight years, it will be another effect, at least Sorjes is still not used to shooting at women when he is fighting, and he is not used to sneak attacks, Weibull is dissatisfied with this, you are not used to sneak attacks, so how do you know how to guard against the other party's sneak attacks? He and Will are not used to this, you can be an upright pirate, but you must at least do not relax your sense of defense at any time, just like just now, old Weibull's casual words of criticism made him unload his sense of defense, and Will just in this few seconds to divide the winner and loser, this is just an internal competition, if it is really facing the enemy, then Sojers still has a life?

Looking at the silent commander, Weibull also knew that it was too much for this truth, it was enough to stimulate to this extent, and no matter how deep the blow was, it was easy for him to collapse, so he did not force him to continue to practice in actual combat, but let the remaining three keep changing combinations for training, sometimes Will vs. Elf and Genevia, sometimes it was his one-on-one heads-up with the elves, and even sometimes Genevia faced two long-range backbones at the same time, but she was different from Sojes, since she entered the battle, what she pursued was not the process, but the result, without any complaints, Genevia has been highly concentrated in consciousnessAt the same time, she is also using the blessing of combat power to constantly transfer her position, and even the surrounding environment is used by her very thoroughly, in this regard, Old Weibull sighed more than once, this is simply a natural combat genius.

The training lasted until the evening, except for the regiment commander, the other three main forces had a lot of gains, which was originally a thing worth celebrating, but because of Sojes's silence, everyone couldn't be happy, in the end, he still cared about his lover, Genevia held Sojes's face distressedly, and said softly: "Blue, the training is over, let's go to dinner, don't think about it for the time being." Sojes only responded mechanically, even if everyone was a little blind when they returned to the Tavern, and Irum was always curious about how much he had been stimulated to become like this, and everyone only smiled wryly.

After dinner, Sojers returned to the training ground alone, while swinging his sword a little stiffly, while recalling in his heart the words that old Weibull criticized him, time passed little by little, he seemed to have some understanding, slowly, his seemingly unconscious pace is getting faster and faster, if there are outsiders watching at this time, you will find that although the current Sojers seems to be doing slow motion, but the speed is extremely fast and light, there is no superfluous action in the pace at all, and with the continuous improvement of his speed, the original jerky pace is becoming more and more proficient。

"Smack!"

I don't know how long it took for Sojes to finally walk out of the training ground, but the moment he walked out of the door, he felt as if he had tripped over something, and he couldn't help but look down and his eyes were hot.

Right at the door of the training ground, Genevia had been waiting here for an unknown amount of time with a coat in her arms, and slept at the door, the moment Sorges tripped over her calf didn't wake her up.

Slowly leaning down his upper body, gently resting his hands on her armpits and knees, and picking her up with as gentle a movement as possible, Genevia's weight was very light, at least Sorjes only felt that the soft touch of his arm was very comfortable for him, and he didn't feel much burden.

Maybe it was because she was too tired from training during the day, or maybe she had waited too long, but Genevia still slept soundly, her two little hands were a little unconscious and only grabbed the placket of Sojes's clothes, as if she was afraid that he would escape, and from time to time she gently opened and closed her small mouth in her sleep, as if she was telling something.

In the moonlight, a teenager walked on the street with no one in his arms, and when he looked up at the bright moonlight, Sojes seemed to hear the coquettishness of the girl in his arms again.

"Blue ...... ...... home."