Swordsmanship, with many levels.

We have mentioned the similarity of the body structure of human beings to that of several other races, and by extension, the various ways in which weapons are used are quite similar. Whether it's a Dan Lasso battle axe, a one-handed sword, a one-and-a-half sword, or a long-knife scimitar common in the South, the most effective and powerful slashing attack of a weapon that can be used for slashing is always a "vertical slash" that is raised high and falls.

The more flexible "horizontal slash" and "oblique teasing", because everyone is a creature with two hands, naturally has a rough specification for use. There are only a few ways to move one's body, and there are only a few directions to attack with weapons, and the reason why most of the swordsmanship and knife techniques on the continent and even the basic routines of using sharp weapons such as axes are quite similar can be seen here—but what we are going to talk about today is advanced advanced swordsmanship.

In terms of body skills, if you can't fight hand-to-hand combat, then you are only half a swordsman, and in terms of sword skills, if you only know how to slash and stab, you are only just getting started. Knowing how to cut people correctly and how to use the weapon in your hand to cause the most effective result is not a simple matter, there is no panacea move in swordsmanship that can use this move to solve all enemies every time, which is why many basic moves are systematic, and after mastering it, you can use it continuously to swing out continuous attacks.

It didn't take Mira a long time to master it all, and then it took a certain amount of time to try to make every move accurate and effective. However, even if she did all this, she would only be an ordinary mercenary in the middle and lower reaches, similar to the green and blue cards, as well as a small number of weaker orange cards. Powerful and precise slashes can only work when you take a chance in a surprise attack or in the middle of a fight, unless you are facing an opponent who is completely inferior to you and has no armor, you will be in a difficult struggle if you only know how to slash and stab - just like the girl has endured when she met the Papal Knights before.

The inherent combat routine that her knowledge and physical abilities had formed into her was to defend and counterattack to create opportunities to slash and attack, but in fact, when fighting between higher-level swordsmen, each of their blade encounters could directly evolve into an opportunity to attack.

This is where the swordsmanship of the longsword really begins to differ from the sword, before which they were the same except for the stabbing and even the starting style of the swing, so much so that you can almost conclude that all the martial arts in the world are the same—but at this point, when the users of the one-and-a-half sword and other straight swords began to enter the more elite combat level, the uniqueness of this weapon as the king of a hundred soldiers was finally revealed.

"Click-click-click-" A half-sword in Mira's hand came out of his hand and fell into the grass.

The trees here are not very tall, the warm southern tropics are always full of diverse tree species, the sun is lazily shining down, the visibility around is very high, the arms of the combat mercenaries and a few novice junior mercenaries are watching them, and the team leader is the hunting mercenary strong man polishing the surface of his greatsword with the fine sand of the forest.

The other hunting mercenaries went hunting with a few newcomers, and while they waited for their return, everyone was able to do their own things - and Henry, who felt that it had taken so long for the gray-haired Luoan girl to finally stabilize the foundation of swordsmanship and reach a certain level that he felt was sufficient, decided to start further teaching.

He didn't hold his broadsword, but rather a stick he had picked up at random in the rainforest, about the same length as a half-sword in Mira's hand, which was a common size in the world for an opponent's weapon.

At first, the girl didn't think about it, she thought it was the kind of tricks that used to go back and forth, but she didn't expect that as soon as a half-sword touched the wooden stick, the sage turned the tip of the sword - or the tip of the stick - and pointed it at her throat, Mira subconsciously shrank her head back, and Henry immediately leaned over, and then let go of a hand and reached under the crook of her arm, swung up and twisted the weapon of the girl Luoan.

Once, twice, three times.

Mira had no idea what was going on, and the half-sword in her hand flew out one after another - everyone had a temper, even to her teacher, even if the girl was not usually such a person who liked to be angry, and she couldn't help but get anxious when she failed in the field she felt she was good at because of problems that she didn't know.

"Hah!" the white-haired Luoan girl raised her long sword and slashed at Henry with a classic rooftop move, her slash was steady and fierce, and there was no trace of wanting to stop, and several novice mercenaries on the side grew their mouths as if they were about to exclaim, while those free mercenaries of the same level as them were all furrowed and silent-Henry did not retreat, but Mira hesitated for a moment, but out of confidence in him, she still cut down at full speed.

The sage had already explained when he used to practice his moves with her in the past, and that there were many differences between real weapons and real battles with practiced weapons, so Mira chose to go all out and she could grow even if she was injured - the girl's will and determination were seen by Henry, and he then struck like a lightning bolt, blocking with one stick and the other near his chest.

"Click-click!-" The stick did its job, stopping Mira's half-sword from slashing into eighty percent, but it also managed to prevent Mira's attack from falling on Henry. The girl immediately realized that something was wrong, but her reaction couldn't keep up with her teacher: "Smack-" The sage's sword-holding right arm crossed and stuck in front of Mira's sword-wielding hand - due to the height difference, he now put his hand on top of her head - and then the other free left hand immediately grabbed Mira's sword-holding right hand and touched his wrist with a "boom-boom-" sound.

"Oops—" The girl realized what he wanted to do, but it was too late, so Henry turned around and easily disarmed Mira again.

"Bang-bang-" The one-and-a-half-hand sword that fell on the bushes splashed a lot of dew, reflecting the sun's rays. "Whew...... ...... "The white-haired girl with fine sweat oozing from her forehead gasped and cast a questioning look at her teacher.

"I ask you, what kind of thing does swordsmanship seem to you to be?" he didn't begin to explain, but instead asked. Henry spoke the West Coast lingua franca that Mira was more proficient in, and the other mercenaries who did not understand it looked at each other, but the sage had no obligation to teach them, so they could only remain silent.

"Uh...... Killing techniques?" Mira only hesitated for a moment before giving this answer, it is true that she had also said that she would use the sword to control her own destiny and so on, but if you stripped away the seemingly beautiful and great whitewash, in fact, swordsmanship, and any other combat skills, are nothing more than killing techniques that have been effectively summed up through and through.

"There's nothing wrong with that. Henry nodded, "Then I want to ask you one more thing, Mila, has anyone stipulated that if you use swordsmanship, you can only use the sword to kill?" he said, in the usual style of a sage, not to give you an answer directly, but to wake you up - the white-haired Loan girl stared at her characteristic sparkling eyes, and her expression was full of sudden meaning.

"A good swordsman is not only a weapon with a sword in his hand, but also a tool that can be used to achieve his goals, and what I taught you before is how to kill with a sword, and what I want to teach you now is how to kill without a sword. He looked directly at Mira with those calm gray-blue eyes, and his tone was gentle, but the meaning contained in them was quite serious and serious.

"After that, what will happen to us is even worse than this, if you can't fight without the sword in your hand, you will definitely die, and if you want to save your life, you have to become stronger, so strong that not only the whole sword, but also the whole body can be integrated in the battle, seize every opportunity and use every ounce of strength to achieve the result you want. Henry continued: "In the same way, the same is true of the other person's body. ”

"Everything is traceable, what direction the attack is coming from, what is the intention of the other side, I have taught you how to judge this when I practiced with a bladed weapon before. So what you have to learn now is to use this as a basis, not to block the opponent's attack, but to use the opponent's attack. As he spoke, he stepped aside and began to look for a new stick, while Mira stood motionless behind her, seriously considering her teacher's words.

The two crossed swords, what they have to do is not to shake off the other party's attack, the place where the two swords that touch together bite together is a fulcrum for their own strength, and if you adjust the tip of the sword to the other party, you can force the other party to retreat or simply cause damage-"Ah!" she let out a sudden sigh of realization and clenched her small fist excitedly: "I see!" The secret girl who had disarmed her before she could react between the lightning and flint was now able to understand.

Through her familiarity with the weapon in her hand and the angle and size of the opponent's weapon, she did not need to use a powerful slashing attack at all, but simply adjusted the angle and used the tip of the sword to stab the opponent, this set of advanced skills opened a new door for her, combined with a series of details of how to judge the opponent's actions and the continuous training of the body, Mira felt that her eyes suddenly opened up a lot.

The reason why she had been defeated by others was now clear, although she had just comprehended all this, but if she met that papal knight or a swordsman of the same rank again, Mira was confident that at least she would not be miserably defeated - competing for strength and speed is the choice of middle and lower level swordsmen, and thinking with a cool head, coupled with the judgment and knowledge of all this, is the best result to achieve with the least effort, is the real choice of the swordsman.

Like the stars of a midsummer night, countless things that I couldn't figure out before were lit up one by one. Thinking through the puzzle, Mira Daigo seemed to integrate the bottleneck that had been stuck before, and she finally understood the reason why Henry and Joshua were so powerful, swordsmanship and any battle are not the numerical level of strength and speed, although these two are equally important, but a cool mind and a reserve of knowledge to judge are the elements that can really change the situation and determine victory.

"A real battle, long before it starts, is over. She finally understood this sentence at this point, it is not some cool unilateral power or speed suppression, but a psychological speculation and calculation, the opponent's every move is in your grasp, understand all the factors necessary to win, and have the ability and determination to use it.

Battles between people with different levels of understanding of combat have already produced results at the beginning, from the opponent's standing posture, the starting hand of the sword, the focus on which foot to focus on, and even the place where the eyes fall - a strong swordsman can observe and judge the situation through every detail, and then rely on these to achieve victory.

She thought.

What she learned in the books, what Henry taught her, the fighting postures of others she had seen for a long time, the skills she had practiced and mastered. It all came together to take her to the next level.

In October of the year 1330 of the Divine Calendar, in the southern tropics, where the seasons are always summer, the twelve-year-old white-haired Luoan girl surpassed the highest height that most mercenaries who were two or even three or four times her age could achieve in their lifetime, and began to move from a swordsman to the direction of a swordsman.

What she lacks now is just experience.

......

The mercenaries who went out to hunt soon returned, and the short crossbows they carried were obviously an excellent choice for hunting small and medium-sized prey, and the squinting orange mercenary with a white goatee was a hunting expert in the group, and the small group of people who went out under his leadership set off for a week and have been returning with a full load, and the young chickens in the south are very common in this season, and it is not difficult for an experienced hunting gang to bring back a dozen at a time.

Birds are almost always edible regardless of their environment, and although there may be slight differences in texture and taste, they are an excellent source of protein and oil for humans and many other organisms.

In addition to hunting chickens, the mercenaries also collected a lot of wild fruits and wild vegetables, took water from a nearby creek, boiled water in a large iron pot to blanch the feathers of the chickens, and then poured out the dirty water, cleaned the internal organs, put in clean water, diced chicken, wild vegetables, and seasoning salt, and hung a tripod to hang high, and the firewood burned under the pot, and the high temperature made the chicken fat seep out and the wild vegetables made the whole pot of soup unusually delicious - but only then it was not rich.

The leaves of the palm tree were another excellent tool used by the mercenaries to make food, and the hollowed out belly cavity of the remaining chicks was stuffed with various wild fruits, which were then wrapped in layers of these large leaves and placed directly on the fire to heat. In the heat, the sweetness of the fruit gradually seeps into the chicken and becomes a natural seasoning, and finally the wooden plates and bowls are removed from the wooden cart, and the dry grain is taken out and soaked in chicken broth to soften it, and the fragrant and hearty lunch is completed.

After a morning of hurrying, coupled with the physical strength consumed by the previous practice, the Luoan girl with a great appetite enjoyed such a time. (To be continued.) )