Chapter 10 New Occupation Panel - [Militia]
Towards evening, the exhausted Ryan said goodbye to the blacksmith Boris and returned to the Habsburg Manor.
After a quick dinner, he fell asleep in the dormitory.
The next morning, after the servants were gathered, a tall and burly man came towards them.
The burly man had golden hair, each strand standing up like a wild boar's bristle, thick eyebrows and big eyes, a resolute face, a hand and a half sword hanging on his waist, and gave people a very steady feeling when he walked.
"I am Humbert, your swordsmanship instructor. This time you are going to learn the basic swordsmanship that all militiamen need to master."
"Has anyone among you learned swordsmanship?"
After saying this, the burly man looked around with his big eyes.
Thick Eyebrows raised his right hand excitedly and said, "Teacher Humbert, I have learned it!"
"What kind of swordsmanship did you learn? How long?"
"It's also basic swordsmanship, about two years." Thick Eyebrows seemed to recall his learning process, which was about two years of intermittent learning.
He wanted to say less about the practice time to highlight his talent for swordsmanship, but under Humbert's sword-like gaze, he actually told the truth directly.
Humbert nodded and said, "Is there anyone else?"
No one responded.
"If there is no one else, then you, come up and demonstrate the basic swordsmanship you have learned."
"Ah? I will demonstrate? Okay!" It was obvious that Thick Eyebrows was a little nervous when facing the strong Humbert instructor.
After taking the ironwood sword handed to him by Humbert, Thick Eyebrows made a swordsmanship starting posture and started to chop.
Ryan and other servants had never learned basic swordsmanship, so they watched with great interest and thought that Thick Eyebrow's basic swordsmanship was quite good.
"Stop! Good! You can go down." Humbert frowned slightly and waved his hand.
"Oh, okay, instructor." Thick Eyebrows was praised by the instructor and was very happy.
But in fact, Ryan could see that Humbert seemed not satisfied with Thick Eyebrows' basic swordsmanship demonstration.
However, Ryan thought in his heart that Thick Eyebrows was very good in both strength and proficiency of moves, at least much better than him.
Because he had not learned basic swordsmanship.
Thick Eyebrows returned to the team with a happy face. It seemed that he was praised by the instructor on the first day of swordsmanship training, which made him very happy!
Led by Humbert, a group of servants came to the training ground in the center of the outer fortress.
The true second generation did not come today.
For the training ground, it was the first time for the servants to come, and they couldn't help but look around curiously.
Under the awning, there were unsharpened two-handed swords, one-handed swords, shields, lances, etc., as well as training armor, thick cloth armor and other training equipment.
But all of these have nothing to do with the servants.
The instructor took them to a place where only wooden daggers were hung, pointed and said:
"Here! Each of you has a dagger, after you take them, line up!"
Immediately, a group of people went up noisily, each holding a dagger.
"What! Using this kind of wooden sword, a child's toy? Only my five-year-old brother uses this thing." Freckles looked at the wooden sword and said with disdain.
"Thick Eyebrows, your swordsmanship just now was good! I feel it is much better than mine!"
"Hey, Freckles, have you also learned basic swordsmanship before?" Thick Eyebrows asked in surprise.
"Of course, my uncle is a mercenary. I learned a little from him when I was a child, but I almost forgot it a long time ago." Freckles said proudly.
After all, in his opinion, in terms of swordsmanship, he is the strongest among all the servants after Thick Eyebrows.
"Not bad! Thick Eyebrows and Freckles, it seems that you two are going to shine!" The baker's son boasted.
"Yeah, now someone can't rely on trimming hooves to attract attention anymore, men should put force above all else!" Freckles glanced at Ryan and said.
"You..." George couldn't stand it any longer.
But Ryan shook his head and stopped George from arguing. After all, it was just idle talk, and he would not lose a hair. It was meaningless to argue with a bunch of pseudo second-generations.
Besides, who said that I can't catch up with you just because you have a foundation in swordsmanship?
Ryan looked at the two reserved skill points on his panel, and his eyes moved slightly.
"Hey, this wooden sword is different from what I expected!" Ryan's eyes lit up as soon as he got the wooden sword.
This wooden sword seemed to be made of iron wood soaked in oil. It was not only tough and durable, but also not much different from a real iron sword in weight. It can be said to be the best training sword.
Sure enough, after the pseudo second-generations held the sword, they also reacted.
"I was saying, how could the Earl's family use ordinary wooden swords? It turns out they are made of ironwood."
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After the servants each had an ironwood sword, the swordsmanship instructor Humbert began to speak loudly:
"Now, let me demonstrate the basic swordsmanship that you need to master!"
"Basic swordsmanship first move, step and stab the sword!"
"Basic swordsmanship second move, step and chop down!"
"Basic swordsmanship third move, step and slash up!"
There are only three moves in basic swordsmanship, but the swordsmanship movements of the swordsmanship instructor Humbert are much faster and more powerful than those of Thick Eyebrows!
The same set of movements, the effects of the two people's performance are simply worlds apart.
The servants watched Humbert's demonstration intently, and soon began to wield the ironwood sword and try it out according to the movements taught by the other party.
You don't know until you try it, and you'll be shocked when you do it!
Although the three moves of basic swordsmanship seem simple, they are still quite difficult for most servants, including ordinary people like Ryan who have never practiced swordsmanship in their lives.
Not only must the sword be swung in place, but the steps must also be coordinated, that is, the hands and feet must work in unison.
This kind of physical coordination cannot be achieved in a short period of time without a lot of practice.
So, under the scorching sun, a group of teenagers were sweating and roaring, trying to wave their iron and wooden swords in their hands and practicing basic swordsmanship.
"Do you want to survive when facing danger!" Fencing instructor Humbert corrected everyone's movements while shouting encouraging words with a rough throat.
It seems that he is very used to this way of training.
"I want to!" A group of teenagers who have never been PUA can't help but get excited and said in unison.
"Very good! According to the key points of the movements I just said, practice repeatedly! Practice non-stop! Practice until it becomes a physical instinct!"
Humbert encouraged a group of servants while continuing to explain the key points of basic swordsmanship.
"When stabbing with a sword, the key is to use the power of the legs to transmit the power of the lower body through the waist to the arm that swings the sword, so you must grasp the linkage of the muscles of the whole body!"
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[You have trained in basic swordsmanship, and
your understanding of the relevant skills has improved! ] [You have learned a new skill - basic swordsmanship]
[Your skill basic swordsmanship has been improved, experience value +1]
[Congratulations, you have triggered the occupation panel - militia]
"Shouldn't it be a swordsman or a guard? It was only the militia occupation panel that was triggered?" Ryan was both happy and disappointed at the moment.
The good news was that he finally triggered the combat occupation panel, and no longer had only the blacksmith apprentice occupation panel, which meant that he had taken a gratifying first step on the road to possessing military power.
The disappointing thing was that this combat profession seemed to sound very weak!
It is not difficult to see from the name that militia means that it is not a regular military force, and the upper limit of the force value should be very low.
"But."
"For someone like me who has no basics, triggering the militia panel may not be a bad thing."
"Because it may also mean that it is not that difficult for me to upgrade my career level."
After Ryan figured it out, he couldn't help but laugh, and all the disappointment in his heart disappeared!
(End of this chapter)
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