Most people who are engaged in combat professions, or who possess some combat skills themselves, but are not truly swordsmen, have an inexplicable sense of their own strength.

This is not the case for ordinary people who don't know anything, and not for professional swordsmen who have really undergone qualified and systematic training - only these half-informed people can only be regarded as those who step through the door with one foot, and they are the happiest people who jump in without knowing in many situations.

As we mentioned before, due to the distinction between the frontal battlefield of heavily armed noble knights and the street battles common to lightly armed mercenaries, the professional combat system of the world of Rigal can be roughly divided into the typical mercenary-style combat style represented by "fast, accurate and ruthless", and the "steady and barbaric" aristocratic combat style.

-- And to extend this question, the fact that the difference between "non-professional" combat professionals, in other words, wild mercenaries who have not undergone systematic training and learned various footwork and sword moves, and trained mercenaries like Mira and Joshua, is enough to be described as "factional".

We actually mentioned this matter once before, but the problem that was not explained at that time was: those mercenaries and ordinary soldiers who have experienced rare professional swordsmanship and learned the moves of rare professional swordsmanship, unlike our Luo'an white-haired girl, how do they go to fight, and what do they rely on to fight?

-- The answer is actually very simple: the body reacts.

One force will drop ten. In the fight with all kinds of killing weapons, even if you don't have skills, as long as you have enough brute force to swing the weapon and smash the enemy's blood into the air. You can still defeat your opponents and survive.

Martial arts didn't exist from the beginning, it was some experiences and lessons gradually summed up by generations of predecessors in flesh-and-blood combat. The meaning of its existence is just to let the swordsmen shed less blood and sweat more, and they can directly have superior sword skills without having to take another detour.

The one who survived by outperforming his opponent with his excellent physique and reflexes in many fateful battles. If you're not really arrogant, you're bound to have some points of your own. Even to some extent, a swordsman who is physically weak, such as our Mira, who is learning professional swordsmanship, can't beat a mercenary who has never learned anything.

Battles are always complex, they can't be summed up by one or two conditions, and the situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly, even swordsmen of Henry and Joshua's level often need to consider the situation before making decisions. And every, all of them who try to sum up the whole battle with one or two simple factors will die first when they really encounter such a situation.

Physical abilities change over time - but the understanding of martial arts always accompanies a lifetime.

Having defeated an opponent who learned swordsmanship with brute force and body reaction speed, Noroko may laugh at swordsmanship today and for some time to come: a pedantic and incompetent thing. But when the opponent's physical abilities change with age, and with the deepening understanding of combat, they will all be defeated.

Those who try to prove themselves better than the swordsmen who have been cultivated over the centuries are usually people who have lost their minds and have no clear understanding of their own abilities - and this brings the conversation to the scene we are in.

The mercenaries hired by the innkeeper were only seven led by the leader of the mercenary group called Memphis, plus Henry, Mira, and Joshua in a total of ten - the reason was naturally related to the cost, ten mercenaries each day two silver coins multiplied by a week, which was already one hundred and forty silver coins, and if one more person was added, it would be an expense. If you can, you will want to save.

The hired mercenaries, including Henry and Mira, are all above the blue card, a total of more than a dozen people, and then there are more than 20 mercenaries who act with the merchants and want to come down to find a job, and the rest are all ordinary people who have no combat ability.

"You bastards killed Walbin!" "Qiang-" half a bucket of water. Several green-card mercenaries, who had little knowledge of their own abilities, stood up angrily at the killing of their companions, drew their weapons and rushed towards the enemy ten times their size.

The merchants and blue-card mercenaries at the back left them behind and ran further back. One side is panicked, while the other is relatively calm and composed.

"Ha-ah-" "Woo-" "Dangqiang-!" The bandit who used spears and bows and arrows killed two mercenaries directly, but then another person rushed forward and split the back of one of the bandits' neck. He confidently drew his sword with his superb reflexes, and then the smile on his face froze forever before it could bloom.

"Piercing-" spears stabbed from several directions could not be avoided. The overwhelming numerical superiority allowed the bandits to successfully take out several of the outnumbered green-card mercenaries.

"Lift the table!" Memphis's voice came from behind, including him and Henry, a group of mercenaries did not have any armor or weapons, thinking that these bandits should have secretly observed and seen all this before seizing the opportunity to rest and attack, the mercenary captain gritted his teeth, and his face was a little blaming the shopkeeper, after all, if he didn't have to ask them to help reinforce, the guard outside would not be so embarrassed even if the other party still attacked.

"Bang!" "Boom!" "Ahh

"Hey, hey, don't shoot randomly, we still need these big men to hand over the money. The high-pitched man who had appeared to be the leader of the bandits spoke again, and Mira and Henry, along with Amonica and Joshua, hid behind the same table, which was not very spacious. Therefore, they had to huddle together, lowering their bodies to avoid being shot by arrows.

"I said boss. All we want here is a little bit of silver to spend, as long as you hand it all over. We're not going to kill anymore, what do you think of the deal?" he said, and the dozens of armed bandits had an overwhelming advantage over half of the mercenaries who were not even equipped. The dozen or so blue-card mercenaries with equipment hesitated, they didn't know each other well, so it was naturally impossible to talk about cooperation at such a juncture.

"I ......" The innkeeper, who was hiding next to Memphis in the confusion, said a syllable a little confused, and the captain of the mercenary with a brown ponytail immediately interrupted him in a loud voice: "Don't negotiate with these bastards, our Link mercenary group is here, we won't let this happen!"

He shouted as if on purpose, which angered the bandits. Seven or eight arrows shot straight at the table where Memphis was, and one of them was an arrow from a crossbow that pierced the table, causing the innkeeper to tremble.

"Action has to be taken. Memphis glanced left and right, then picked up a bench from the ground: "I'll count one, two, three, and we'll go up together, using the table and stool as shields, and keep an eye on the archers." He said this, and then looked at Henry and Joshua on the other side, but said nothing in the urgency of the situation. He just nodded at the sage.

"Mira, you protect Amonica. Henry said this to the white-haired Loan Maiden, and then looked at Joshua, "Can you roughly tell the direction?" The red-haired swordsman also left his weapon in the room, knowing that Henry was worried about his eyes. So he nodded, but immediately shook his head again.

"It has to be an object that makes sound. Joshua was pressed for time to be as brief as he could, and Henry nodded. With just one sentence, the sage understood that he was not worried that Joshua would lose his judgment because of the complexity of the voices in the arena. For if that had happened, he would have died long ago.

"Cut, I've decided. After we kill you, we will loot the property ourselves!" all this happened in a flash of lightning, and the bandits marched forward in a chaotic mess at the behest of the leader. "Rush!!" At the same time, Memphis roared, threw the chair in his hand directly forward, and then raised the table as a shield and rushed forward.

"Poof-" A robber was thrown directly in front of the door by a chair, his nose was broken, and his eyes rolled and he fell, the long sword and shield in his hand fell to the ground with a clear sound, Joshua frowned and listened carefully, while Henry and Mira on the side glanced at each other and nodded, and rushed out directly.

"Haa The blue-card mercenaries guarded by the merchants thought about it for a moment and drew their weapons and rushed forward, Henry strode to the right side, several merchants were retreating in panic, and a bandit with a long knife saw the tall sage rushing over in the darkness and threw a knife directly and indiscriminately in shock.

"Smack-" The sage grabbed his wrist with precision, twisted the long knife in his hand aside and deviated from himself, and then pushed the opponent's chin with his other hand with a small motion, while smashing his calf with his foot.

"Bang!" the back of the bandit's head made close contact with the ground, and Henry stepped on his neck and kicked his cervical vertebrae directly, the bandit rolled his eyes and lost his life, and the sage then slid his hand into the palm of his hand holding the knife, and before the corpse began to stiffen, he drew the long knife, and then rushed towards a shield-wielding enemy in front of him.

"Mike!" on the other side of Memphis, one of the mercenaries lost his life in the impact, but fortunately, the mercenaries with weapons also came up to help, and the situation was finally maintained. "Hahh

"Click-" The half-cut tip of the wrought iron fell to the ground.

"Damn fellow!" the bandit threw away the shaft of his half-cut spear and reached for the sword at his waist, but Henry moved faster than him, and he turned around and struck the robber back with the back of his long knife on the elbow. "Uhh

"Die!" killed two people in a row, and he became the obvious target. The two robber archers drew their short bows at him, but Henry had already raised his shield and "grabbed-grabbed" and blocked the two arrows. "Bang-" "Joshua!" he shouted, picking out the long sword from the waist of the dead contradictory bandit with the tip of his sword, followed by a "knock knock" running sound behind him. Henry strode forward with a shield in one hand and a sword in the other to cover Joshua, "Take--take-" Two more arrows were blocked by him with his shield. And the red-haired swordsman staggered past him and grabbed the long sword on the ground.

"Ahh

"......" The sage didn't say a word, and with a flip of his left hand, he pulled out the opponent's entire long sword and flew out, and threw it on the ground, and then Henry put the long knife behind him, and then pressed it forward with the shield.

"Click-!" He pressed the metal shield cap protruding from the wooden shield on the top of the opponent's shield cap, and the sage pressed down hard The bandit shield hand immediately tilted forward, and the shield in his hand fell to the position of the lower abdomen and could no longer defend the upper body, so he subconsciously made a panicked sound: "Ah!" Then in the next second, the long sword stabbed from the side pierced through the throat.

"Huh—" Joshua drew his sword. "And then!" Memphis, who was struggling to block with the table on the other side, looked like he was in a bad situation, and Heng used his toes to pick the cross gauntlet of the sword that had fallen to the ground and reminded him, and then slid the entire sword with a hard kick.

"Hey!" the mercenary squad leader threw out the scarred table in his hand and then rolled on the ground and picked up the long sword, and two more mercenaries fell to the ground, and the loss of the bandits in front made the archers behind start to play.

"Be careful!" a female scream rang out behind her, and Mira pushed Amonica to the ground, a drop stuck in the place where they had been, and the scene began to become more violent and bloody. "Come over here!" the innkeeper beckoned to them, and the merchants bent down and ran towards the hall behind the hotel bar. Ahead, Henry and Joshua worked together like old friends for many years. The shield in the sage's hand, which had been badly damaged after multiple blows, threw it away, and then struck the left hand of a bow-wielding bow with a small horizontal slash with his sword in both hands.

"Wow!" the other cried out in pain, and Joshua ended the man's life again with his masterful "long" thrust.

-- Like a wolf into a flock. With the cooperation of the two skilled swordsmen on the right, the rear array of the thieves was slaughtered, and there was no order in the rabble, and when they saw that the situation was not good, these archers directly threw off their partners and turned to run. Memphis and their blue-card mercenaries flanked Henry and Joshua back and forth, and the remaining dozen or so bandits who rushed out in front were quickly killed by them on the spot.

"Chase!" Along with the ringleader, there were still more than two dozen people who took advantage of the chaos to escape. The mercenary captain shouted like this, and everyone picked up the shields on the ground to chase after them. However, at this moment, the rampant laughter of the bandit leader with a shrill voice sounded in the distance.

"Hahahaha, see what you do!" he shouted, and then the group rushed outside to see the dozen or so remaining archers lighting rockets with flint and steel, and then shooting with their bows.

"Whoa—"

A wonderful parabolic fire fell on the freshly reinforced planks, and the flames scorched them, and the robbers took the opportunity to turn and run.

"Damn!" Memphis shouted as everyone behind him tried to return to put out the fire, but it was just at this time that lightning flashed through the sky again.

"Boom-"

The pouring rain poured down, dousing the crowd that ran out of the door and the bandits in the distance.

The winds began to howl, heralding the arrival of the strongest power in the tropics beyond any individual or even the kingdom. (To be continued.) )