Thanks, Kanina. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info" Ai Sona nodded slightly and greeted the maid. It's really unbelievable that the huge Su Nuo couldn't find a team of working maids! This is one of the sequelae of Aisona's letting go of the noble family at that time, they took away all the maids who originally served Count Dilinad, and left no one, so that now Her Royal Highness is now taken care of by the female soldiers of the "Princess Army". And Kanina, one of the few nobles who remained, took the initiative to show favor to Aisona. Not only did she lend the few maids in the family to Her Royal Highness, but she also volunteered to act as her housekeeper, taking care of the princess's daily life. And Aisona is also very grateful for her charcoal in the snow, and has always been very good to her.

"But, Mr. York," said Asona, taking a sip of her tea, "I have tried your way, but I have always felt that my sword is unsteady. ”

York smiled, "Of course, after all, the Chris school and the Brenen school can be said to be diametrically opposed in style, you are used to the Bren's swordsmanship, and it will naturally be uncomfortable to learn Chris sword dance again." ”

As he spoke, he drew out a wooden sword, spun it around in his hand, and grasped the blade of the sword close to the gauntlet with both hands, raising the hilt slightly so that the tip of the sword was aimed at the front.

"Burn's swordsmanship is about control and reflexes. Completely master every inch of the sword, every point, on top of this, according to the battle situation to improvise, there are no fixed techniques, moves, routines, but the counterweight, sword edge, fists and feet, and even teeth, all the weapons that can be used are integrated, and in the actual combat to lay a victory for themselves. As he spoke, he turned the wooden sword in a circle and regained his grip on the hilt, "Therefore, the Burren swordsman often wears an extra weapon to supplement his own shortcomings. ”

Aisona touched the long sword at her waist and nodded. "And our Chris swordsmanship," he flipped his hand and put the wooden sword on his shoulder, which is the starting style of Chris sword dance, "is coherent and smooth. ”

As he spoke, the sword danced. The long blade of the sword danced one moon after another in mid-air, and the rapid speed was as majestic as the waves layer after layer, and the Dao sword shadow kept blooming around York, like a divine flower that bloomed on the top of the snow-capped mountain in the legend of Virginia. After two rounds of dancing, York took up his position and explained, "My father once said that a good Chris swordsman is invincible as long as his sword is still wielding. ”

Ai Sona nodded, the set of sword dances just now was indeed flawless.

"Our philosophy is the opposite of Chamberlen's swordplay," York continued, holding the wooden sword to the ground, "Chamberlain is about man controlling the sword, while Chris thinks it's the sword controlling man. ”

"Sword Controller?" Her Royal Highness was a little surprised.

"Well, it's really not appropriate to say that, to be precise, people adapt to the sword, follow the dance of the sword, guide the direction of the sword, and give full play to the maximum power of the sword. ”

"You mean," Asona hesitated for a moment, but then said, "In Chris's sword dance, it's the sword, not the swordsman, that dominates?"

"Almost," York nodded approvingly, "Chris's swordsman's relationship with his sword is more like that of a helmsman to a warship than to a lord or vassal. ”

"If that's the case, there's a big flaw in Chris's sword dance, isn't it?" Asona thought for a moment, "Since the sword is dominant, as long as the sword dance can't be made, won't the Chris swordsman lose?"

"Indeed, in that duel in front of the Gozen, my father was interrupted by a blow from Mr. Hyde at the 513th move, and then he was suppressed until he was defeated. York nodded again in acknowledgement, "So, how to keep the sword dance uninterrupted is what Swordsman Chris should think about." ”

"It shouldn't be difficult to interrupt the sword dance," said Asona again, "Isn't it easy to block an attack, such as a shield?"

"Blocking an attack doesn't mean interrupting the sword dance," the Great Swordsman smiled confidently, "However, this is not easy to explain with your mouth, you can find a warrior who is more proficient in shield technology, and I will show you." ”

"Are you proficient in shield skills... Aisona thought for a moment, turned her head, looked at the guards guarding the door, and said with a smile, "Sister Mathilde, don't you always complain that your bones are about to rust, would you like to come and move?" That's right, when it comes to shield technology, no one is better at it than the Nords.

Mathilde's eyes lit up, and his demeanor suddenly became fanatical. She pulled out the axe at her waist, licked her lips and said, "Then I'm welcome." ”

"Hey," Asona saw this, and quickly stopped the war-thirsty Nord woman, throwing over an unbladed training axe, "It's not a duel, just use this." ”

Mathilde took the training axe, and the only one left in his eyes was a little disappointed, but he still raised his shield and stared at York, "Well, I'm going to go." ”

"Please. York bowed politely.

Before York's head was fully raised, Mathilde leaned forward, and with a force under his feet, the whole person immediately rushed to York. The Nords don't know what meanness is not meanness, killing the enemy is the most important thing, and at this time, York's greatsword is not even ready to be set up at this time. However, York was not an idle person, and saw that the big sword that was originally on the ground quickly turned around his wrist, and it actually slashed diagonally towards Mathilde. Mathilde immediately stopped, raised his shield, and prepared to meet the blow of the great sword. However, Axona saw York's right hand quickly change grip to push, and the blade of the sword swung against the shield face unhindered, and then, Yorke took a step back, turned sideways, and let go of the blade, and the great sword spun rapidly in his hand, and swept towards Mathilde's lower plate. At this moment, the disadvantages of the round shield were revealed, and if you wanted to defend the lower limbs, the round shield was too short. Mathilde was unwilling to give up the distance that he had finally narrowed, not only did he not retreat, but he simply squatted down and raised his shield to intercept the slash, but York smiled slightly, pressed down with his right hand, and the blade of the sword was not yet on the shield, the sword wind suddenly changed, and the downward slash suddenly turned into a pick, sweeping from the shield again, and York, with a round of sword dance, reversed the sword momentum and slashed towards Mathilde again.

The female warrior took advantage of the sword dance to rush to attack, but I don't know if York intentionally or unintentionally, without warning, a sword wind suddenly swept towards her cheek, caught off guard, it was difficult to deal with it at all, she had to stop the attack, but York's slash came as promised, she raised her shield again, but it was still only on the shield surface, and the next sword blade slashed down again, and Mathilde had to defend again.

York's sword blade flickered up and down, left and right, making Mathilde tired, and these sword moves were all powerful splits, sweeps, slashes, even if they were picked, they were completed in the form of sweeps, so that she couldn't find room to bully in, let alone fight back, York's long sword ate her short hand axe to death. Mathilde swooped left and right, but he was completely unable to break through York's sword encirclement, and the female warrior who had never retreated only felt that the fight was extremely aggrieved.

You see, it's like this. After a while, York put his sword back on the ground and signaled a truce, and Mathilde reluctantly withdrew his axe.

"This is Chris's second trick in swordsmanship, making full use of the length advantage of the weapon, avoiding the real and the weak, and not going head-to-head with the enemy. ”

Asona nodded in understanding. There were some things that Mathilde didn't quite understand, but she knew them well. In the sword fight just now, there were several obvious opportunities, as long as two stabbing blows were added, the body of the female warrior could be easily slashed, and it seemed that York did not want to save the face of his future colleagues.

"But what if the enemy's weapon is longer than yours, such as a spear. ”

"Well, it's true that spears have a longer range than greatswords, but they aren't very fast, and we can close the distance with our steps or armor. York shrugged and smiled, "However, this is the content of the later lessons, Your Highness Princess, let's continue to practice wielding the sword." ”

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At dusk, Baron Aumentor hummed a ditty, carried a hunting crossbow on his back, and carried a spear into the city happily, and the pheasants, hares and other prey carried on the spear were dressed in a string, jumping and jumping with the pace of the murderer, completely ignoring the salivating mercenaries around him. The baron was already a knight when King Eastreich succeeded to the throne, and later followed his lord in several battles in Uxhall, accumulating a lot of merits, and finally, when he was about to retire, he was promoted to baron, which can be regarded as a real entry into the Swadian aristocracy. It's a pity that because of the early years of fighting everywhere, he got a daughter in his thirties, and in order to give birth to this daughter, his wife lost her life.

Perhaps in order to express his sorrow for his wife, Sir Aumando not only did not renew the strings, but also doted on this daughter so much that he simply cultivated her as a princess. Later, his daughter did not live up to his expectations, and grew up to be a slim woman, and took over all the household tasks from her father, and ran the house in place of her deceased mother, and was ambitious to contact various merchants, and was obsessed with the growing family fortune.

The father looked at his daughter's busy appearance, and his heart was full of warm feelings, and this scene was exactly the same as when his wife was alive. Of course, he did want to help, but he was just a martial artist himself, and he didn't understand anything, and only when his daughter needed his title, he happily ran over to support the field. So, bored, he soon picked up an old hobby he had developed as a knight, hunting. Since it can't help, it's not bad to get some game to subsidize the family, at least that's what Aomando thinks.

However, I heard that my daughter has been talking to Roden-Ross recently, and it seems to be a big trading house, so I don't know if she will suffer... Just happy, worried, the door is already in front of me. He took out the key and opened the lock while shouting, "Kanina, I'm back, I'm lucky today, I hit a lot of grouse, I'll stew it for you... ”

Click, the door opened, but the room was dark, let alone the fireplace, and not even the candles were lit.

"Strange ... Omando put his prey down and walked around the house, but there was really no one in the house, not even the old butler hired by his daughter.

"It's really weird... O Mando touched his chin in confusion, "Why haven't you come back yet?"

Hammers felt that the old man was absolutely crazy, even the knight lord did not dare to enter the jungle of Rhodok rashly, he actually took his own brains into it, and the first defeat of the Swadia or Callad army in the land of Rhodok was in the forest, and then in the following decades, this vicious beast has devoured the lives of thousands of Rirdians, and until now, the soldiers of Svadia still talk about the "forest" color change.

And this old thing actually walked straight in, and walked towards the place where there was light, and the relaxed appearance was more like an outing than a death. It's true that they are wearing Rhodoc clothes, but the road to go is not short, and if there is a slight mistake in the middle, they will die quite well, and Hammers thinks that this is very likely, because he can't fucking speak Rhodoc!

"Hey, old man... Hammer followed the old man closely, and asked tremblingly, "Are you sure you're going to be okay?" ”

"Shut up, boy, you've asked dozens of times. The old man put an elbow on Hammers's stomach, looking annoyed, "Lao Tzu now officially warns you that you are not allowed to speak in any case without my permission, understand?"

"Ming... ”

"Huh?"

Hammer hurriedly covered his mouth with his hands and nodded silently.

As the veteran's pace gradually increased, the points of light in front of him became brighter and brighter, and finally outlined the appearance of a bonfire. Hammer held his breath and nervously shook the blade of the spear in his hand, and it was only the Rhodoks who would light a bonfire in the middle of the night in the forest.

"Stop. Sure enough, a deep voice called out to them, and Hammer looked around, but could not find the man's voice. Soon, the voice rang out again, "Who are you!"

Unable to understand, it was Rhodoq, Hammers swallowed, but remained silent as the veteran had instructed. However, he felt that his throat was so dry now that even if he could speak, he probably couldn't say anything.

"Don't fight, your own people. ”

Hearing this, Hammers looked ahead in surprise, he couldn't imagine that a Rhodok with a dialect accent popped out of the old man's mouth, "I'm Odom from Moran Village, and the guy behind me is the big head soldier under me, all of whom belong to the Southern Army." ”

"Southern?" presumably after hearing the Southern Rhodok accent and letting down his guard, a short, but sturdy man came out of the bushes to Hammer's left.

The short man interjected, "Southern Army, didn't you fight the Ryle Pawn in Aaron, why did you come here?" However, there was no more vigilance and hostility in his voice, but a little curiosity.

"There was a big fish that ran out and killed three of us, so I didn't chase the rest of the people. As he spoke, he pointed back at Hammer with his thumb, "Oh, by the way, did you see him?" ”

"Good man. The short man complimented, but replied solemnly, "We don't see the Ryordian, but he should run north, and though it's hard, as long as you cross the mountain, it's their territory." ”

"Okay, thank you, I'll chase it. With that, the veteran turned to leave, and Hammer breathed a sigh of relief, and the level was over.

"Wait. The two of them were about to leave, and the voice of the short man came, and Hammer's heart, which he had managed to let go, suddenly slipped to his throat again.

"What's the matter?" is still in the South Rhodoc language.

"It's hard to chase so far," the man chased after him in two steps, "come, I have some dry food here for you to bring back, and try to catch that big fish." ”

"Thanksgiving. The veteran bowed, took the rations from the short man's hand, and resisted Hammer with great style, waving at the campfire, and then turned to leave.