Chapter 189 Barracks
After confirming that there was nothing particularly important, the two old men left and returned to their respective posts.
One goes to school and the other goes to the farm.
The roadside fort was established not long ago, but the size of the population is increasing day by day.
Nowadays, we have been able to form an army of a certain size.
Military camps were also established.
On the playground, the soldiers were training attentively. No one was distracted and looking elsewhere. The discipline was quite good.
So much so that when Levi arrived, the first person to notice him was a homeless person who was taking a rest.
He greeted Levi.
With this vagrant taking the lead, others began to pay attention.
Swoosh——
Following a signal from a vagrant instructor, the soldiers immediately stopped what they were doing and gathered together, standing in rows in an orderly manner at a fairly fast speed, then straightened their chests and raised their heads to look forward, and after doing all this, they stood there motionless like stones.
Levi took a step forward.
Bang! The soldiers closest to him at the rear of the army immediately turned around and moved to the side in unison, leaving space for him to pass through.
Quite smooth.
Levi continued to move forward, and the soldiers in front of him continued to retreat to both sides in an orderly manner. After confirming that he had passed, the soldiers behind him returned to their original positions along the original trajectory.
With such smooth changes, Levi walked to the front unimpeded in a short while.
Looking back at this time, the army formation was still in order, without any change.
Looking at this group of spirited soldiers, Levi couldn't help but nod.
"How is it?" At this time, a homeless instructor next to him asked.
"Okay, great."
This is definitely trained according to the standards of the elven army.
The vagrants are really nice. They really teach us things.
"As long as you are satisfied."
"But some things can't be judged by appearances alone."
The younger of the vagrant instructors said, "Why not test the skills of these boys? Some of them are particularly talented."
"oh?"
Levi became a little interested. He casually pulled out a steel sword from the weapon rack next to him and said, "Let me see it."
The young nomad instructor smiled at him, turned around and shouted, "Who wants to practice with our legendary lord?"
Boom.
Hundreds of soldiers stepped forward together.
If even one of them had hesitated for half a second, the situation wouldn't have been so orderly.
The nomad instructor nodded and said to the soldiers with satisfaction: "Yes, even though the opponent is an invincible existence, none of you are cowardly."
“I hope you can still maintain this courage even when your opponent is a real enemy.”
Upon hearing this, the soldiers stood up straighter.
No one spoke, but it was obvious that everyone had expressed their attitude.
For the lord, it is my duty!
Although now they seem more interested in fighting the lord.
"Don't worry."
A vagrant came over and said to Levi: "Our teaching is unreserved. Everyone will at least know some basic combat skills. Don't worry that they can't bear it. Just attack at will."
"Well, thank you for your hard work."
Levi nodded, feeling a little bit nervous.
They have training, I don't...
Due to past experiences and characteristics, for Levi, fighting has only two outcomes:
Life, or death.
The purpose of the attack is to end life. If you can withstand it, you can fight with Levi. If you can't withstand it, the only result is losing your life.
At the same time, for him, the strength of the enemy is only divided into two levels, or two categories:
Those who can be killed and those who cannot be killed.
As for the game of skills in the battle process, there were few, very few. One was against the corpse monster, and the other was against the fire demon. But for these two unconventional enemies, special powers and equipment are obviously more important.
Shaking his head, Levi sighed.
Forget it. Anyway, I have the sword skills to back me up. Excluding those big killer moves, I can be invincible just by relying on the three skills of dodging, blocking and disarming.
With the mentality of "here we are family, so it doesn't matter if I get hit a few times", Levi faced off against a young man who was said to be the one with the best learning ability among this batch of recruits.
The soldier took a deep breath and saluted Levi solemnly.
From his slightly trembling arms, it can be seen that the young man is not in a very calm mood, and his eyes are filled with passion, admiration and nervousness.
"Come on." Levi said softly.
So the young soldier stepped forward, brandishing his sword.
Ding! The long sword was blocked at a tricky angle, and the young soldier's arm that swung the sword moved to the side uncontrollably, and the whole person took a step back.
When he adjusted his body and stood up again, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.
The lord in front of him was still standing there, not moving at all, but the soldier knew that he had already lost.
In just a short while, if the lord thought about it, his heart would have been pierced several times.
The soldiers adjusted their minds and continued to attack, but no matter how they fought, the conclusion was the same - this was a real battlefield, and the lord was a real enemy, and they would be doomed if they met him face to face.
Not the slightest chance.
He shook his head, and said to Levi in a convinced manner: "I lost!"
After the simple instructions, the vagrant instructors nodded and evaluated the young man's performance, and most of the other soldiers also glanced at the soldier who asked for advice.
No one paid much attention to Levi, and no one was surprised by his easy crushing.
In everyone's opinion, this is normal behavior and it should be this way.
There is no reason. If you must ask, I can only say that it is because he is Levi.
What they didn't know was that Levi himself was also surprised.
Because in the guidance and sparring just now, he didn't use any sword skills or anything else at all. He just relied completely on his own honed fighting skills and habitual instincts to react.
“That’s right…”
Looking at another soldier who came up to ask for advice, Levi smiled.
I am just too stubborn.
The so-called combat skills are ultimately for the purpose of combat, and as for combat itself—
Among all the instructors, generals, and leaders who teach combat techniques to soldiers in Middle-earth, has any of them personally ended the lives of tens of thousands of Orcs?
Even compared with the elves, even the most warlike woodland elves in Middle-earth, their king Thranduil, who had lived for more than 6,000 years, did not necessarily kill more orcs than Levi did.
War is the best training.
In other words, the people he had been fighting with were all veterans on the battlefield, which made Levi feel too mediocre from beginning to end.
Not to mention Gandalf and other wizards, their average age is older than that of the entire continent.
Just look at the first dwarves. With the exception of Kili and Fili, each of them is over two hundred years old, and are old warriors who have killed countless orcs. Although after the fall of the Lonely Mountain, many of them had to change their careers to mend pots and pans, repair shoes, and forge iron to supplement the lives of their tribe, there is a saying that goes, "A sword is still sharp."
Then there is Farodan, who is also an elderly vagrant who is on the front line of combat every day.
Apart from these people, there were also Bard, Thranduil, Dain, Legolas in the Battle of Five Armies...
Each of them is a master, either a hexagonal iron barrel warrior or a special talent with unique skills, and each can give people different surprises.
Perhaps when Levi was just starting out a few years ago, compared with them, he would have seemed a little mediocre.
But now?
After the war, everyone started to do their own things, some were busy, and some were guarding their own territories as usual.
——The only exception was Levi, whose steps never stopped for a moment, and the sword in his hand never stopped swinging.
He is no longer the reckless newcomer he was a few years ago.
Crash.
Another soldier fell to the ground in defeat, looking quite depressed.
The instructor who had been watching sighed, helped him up, and said, "If you want your lord to take you seriously, then keep working hard. At least try not to let him get distracted next time you ask for guidance."
This sentence also brought Levi back to his senses.
It’s bad. It seems that the confidence of the new recruits has been hit.
"cough."
Levi put the steel sword in his hand back to the weapon rack and said, "Very good. Compared with me, all you lack is real combat."
"You are all much stronger than I was the first time I fought. I was so flustered that I almost lost my life."
"I believe that when the day comes when you really need to swing your weapons at the enemy, you will be able to perform even better."
After just a few simple words, it was obvious that the morale of these soldiers had risen sharply.
What is said is not important, what is important is that the lord said it.
Levi nodded, and suddenly saw a soldier staring at him with uncontrollable curiosity in his eyes.
He immediately pointed out the soldier and asked him to speak.
"I want to know what your first enemy was like."
"Oh, this one."
Levi thought about it for a moment.
"It's a corpse demon."
(End of this chapter)
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