"Your purpose is to defeat them, not to dance with them, to be murderous!"

Siegel just wanted to ask what the murderous aura was, but when he heard the dwarf give an order, twelve opponents pounced again. Siegel bravely rushed forward and quickly knocked over two. But he was immediately besieged, but he did not dodge the bastards, and he failed again.

"Okay, what are you? From a dancing person to a stupid one? But you can kill one more stupid than you did when you danced. What is the use of the martial arts you learned before?"

"There are twelve of them and I only have one, which is not fair. Siegel argued.

"I'll tell you well, boy, remember. There is no fairness or injustice on the battlefield, goblins, orcs, kobolds will not tell you anything about fairness or unfairness, and wolves in the wild will not tell you fairness or not! The only people who will discuss with you whether it is fair or not are the enemies you have defeated, and only they will ask this question! You must know that the enemy will always rush to you. We naturally want to always be on the side with the numerical advantage, or to fight one-on-one, but these are the only ones that we can survive the disadvantage. Elves use their superb marksmanship, and humans have charging cavalry, these are all superior troops. But the only one who dares to face the disadvantage is me, the dwarf, and I rely on solid martial arts! Do you know why we have the strongest and heaviest armor? Because we can't run fast, we are always surrounded, and we never retreat. The front line of the battlefield is the position of the dwarf, and behind you are the companions, and you can only fight hard. I don't ask you to give me a fatal sword, I don't want you to be unscathed, I only want to destroy the enemy as much as I can before I can take the damage I can, and then I can't hold him back. This is the honor of the fighters, and you have to work in this direction. Okay, think for yourself, and do it again. ”

Siegel had five minutes to think, he walked around the training ground twice with his shield in hand, and then pondered the mistake he had just made. It was impossible for him to block the attacks of 12 people at the same time, and none of them could. Even with footwork, at least three or four people at the same time will attack him from different angles. And with the limited space and the fact that your footwork is not sustainable, you have to strike a perfect dynamic balance between attacking, blocking and moving.

As a result, he didn't think of a good solution during this time, so it was not surprising that he failed after going up.

"Well, this kid asked me to point out your problem, you learned from the elves, the pursuit is to strike the deadly place, this goal is not wrong, but there is a problem with the process before this. If you think about striking iron to forge a weapon, you can't expect a hammer to be molded directly, you have to hit patiently at once. Don't always think about going straight to the last hit, but every attack needs to have a positive effect, and use martial arts to accumulate these effects. Victory is not a success when you pierce the enemy's heart, but also a success if you slash through it so that the enemy can't cut you. And at the same time, this shield of yours must also move, don't just wait to be beaten, our dwarve's goal is not to kill with one blow, or to keep pressing the enemy like iron, so that they are tired of parrying and can only fall into our rhythm. Imagine it, and then come back. ”

Move your tired body and think about a battle plan in your mind. A few minutes later, he managed to knock out four, and then he was all dead when he defeated the fifth. He thought of using a combination of sudden dashes, sudden retreats, and learned to use the body of one enemy to block the angle of the other's attacks. He actively rams opponents' weapons with his shield and also learns to create an advantage with his kicks. That afternoon, his record was to beat six.

For the first day, Elliint didn't give any special instructions, just made Siegel try and try. Let him experience first-hand the various situations that a fighter will face in the midst of a melee. At night, the elf Leah healed his body and relieved his fatigue with magic magic. This kind of training was very hard, and even with the fake weapons of training, Siegel still had bruises and purple scars on his body. Fortunately, the young man is very focused on training, and he feels that hardship is nothing.

"Dwarves have been trained this since childhood, and they think of it as a game. They're already thick-skinned, so you'll have to get used to it for a while. Leah said.

"It's nothing, I can get used to it," Siegel said, "what would you do if you were faced with such a situation?"

"Oh, I have two options, one is to distance themselves and finish them with a longbow, piercing arrows or beaded arrows. The other is close melee, treating the enemy as a shield. Use short weapons - such as short swords and daggers - to take out the enemy as quickly as possible. Neither way is for you. It would take us about 30 years to master such a martial art, and humans don't have that much time to spend. To be honest, I'm surprised that you can master the elven pace to such a level in such a short period of time. ”

Then Leah thought about it again and comforted him: "Don't think about so many things, you must know that Elliint will educate you well." They are the best infantrymen and naturally have their own set of ways. Fight in caves or similar narrow places, or are they stronger. ”

The next day, Siegel was ready to be beaten again, but when he arrived at the training ground, he was surprised to find that there were no dwarf children as sparring partners. Elint waited for him alone, with a variety of weapons on the field: humans, elves, dwarves, orcs, and even giants' heavy warhammers.

"What we're going to do today is clear, and that's to let you know the weaknesses of all kinds of weapons. It's important to know that each weapon has a different way to use it, and it goes with the size, strength, and martial arts skills that go with it. Do you know why we dwarves are the best masters of weaponsmithing, for we fight these weapons all day long, and our familiarity with them seeps into our veins - and vice versa. When we see a sword, we know its range, and when we see a hammer, we can visually see its weight and power. From this, we have developed our own martial arts techniques. ”

"What exactly should be done with all of these weapons?" Siegel asked, scratching his head.

"The reason is very simple - it is always the weapon that hurts you, and the martial arts skill can only be exerted through the extension of the weapon. The elf said that you have a good brain, and that you have mastered the elven body technique, and that the coordination of your body was also good in yesterday's battle. So today I'm going to teach you two combat techniques, one is called disarming weapons, and the other is called pushing weapons. ”

The dwarf picked up a long sword, threw it to Siegel, and then found a heavy hammer: "Take the long sword as an example." I'll teach you the easiest way to block his threat zone. It can't be done with weapons like daggers and rapiers. The best option is heavy weapons, such as our dwarven warhammers and battle axes. Your opponent uses his hands to deliver power, and it takes time to pass through the weapon's body before it can pose a threat. When there is a counterattack, this power must also be transmitted back, and it is this process that we want to cut off. However, this requires strength and heavy weapons as part of your arms. Okay, don't say more, learn from me!"

"The dwarves' martial arts skills are complemented by their sense of blowing weapons, focusing on the transmission of power and the feedback of perceived power. If you want the weapon to be an extension of the arm, you must not only apply the force to the weapon, but also feel the subtle changes that the weapon transmits back to the arm. After his initial studies, Siegel was blindfolded, struck with different weapons on different materials, and then sensed what exactly was hit.

Later, they learned how to use the power of the weapon to return to the next strike, and use the rotation of the body and the change of the center of gravity to form a continuous attack. This knowledge was absorbed by Siegel like a sponge, and through repeated training, he formed experience and grew rapidly. Siegel's body is used to the limit every day, and every success and failure makes his martial arts grow rapidly. Fortunately, the dwarven family has enough food to replenish a large amount of meat every day. So it was a very happy time for him, despite the hardships.

A month passed like this. Through hard training, Siegel has been able to face the attacks of the dwarfs with stride, and has a record of several successful victories. Increasing the number of opponents is of little significance, as this is already the maximum number of enemies facing at the same time when fighting alone. Then he moved on to one-on-one intensive teaching, and his opponent was replaced by a real dwarven warrior. They are skilled in dwarven combat, and their strength, patience, and experience are far higher, each of which is much stronger than the twelve dwarves combined. Siegel lives a repetitive and fulfilling life every day, constantly honing his martial arts. As a nobleman, Elint lived a wealthy life, and could provide Siegel with a lot of nutrients, making his body swell and become stronger, but without losing his flexibility.

The time for the dwarves' important celebrations is getting closer and closer, and everyone is busy setting up the festival venue at the top of Mora and preparing for various events. Many heads of forces and organizations have arrived, or at least sent envoys of sufficient weight. Elliint also needed to come in for these people and had not been in training for several days. "Busy with boring red tape" - that's what he said. None of this has affected Siegel, but he is still training relentlessly. The elves have been waiting for Sir Bill's arrival, only to receive only one letter.

"What do you say, Sir Bill, he's not coming, is he all right? nothing has happened!" said Siegel, very worried.

The dwarf handed him the letter and let him read it for himself, and then said, "I heard the news a few days ago that the prince's convoy in the Star Nation had been attacked. The guards suffered heavy casualties, and the prince was seriously wounded. However, the informant pointed out that the attack was actually just a cover-up, the prince was not in the convoy, and the rumors of serious injuries were false. The strangest thing is that no one even knows where the convoy went. ”

But the letter said that Sir was with the Prince, and that he could not leave him because he had an important task to go somewhere. He didn't say where he was going, he looked mysterious. ”

"I can probably guess what they're doing, you can rest easy, boy, Jazz is fine at the moment. He naturally had his considerations when he didn't come, after all, helping His Royal Highness the Prince was a good opportunity to restore his identity. The old dwarf said, "He has officially offered you to take his place and take part in the expedition." Do you think you can do it?"

"I can. Siegel nodded, his expression determined.

"When we took the risk, there was a rule that new members had to be recognized by all the other old members in order to be a real part. Sir has vouched for you, and your elven master has agreed, and my vote will be available if you continue to perform well, but there is another person on our team. Hehe, it's not easy to get his approval. ”

Leah added, "It was a barbarian from the Western Highlands, and his thoughts were hard to guess. So I don't know what problems he will have then, so be mentally prepared!"