39. The flag flutters and the soldiers dance their swords (2)
“Eyes, feet, hands.”
Ragnar said.
“It starts with the eyes, moves the feet, and ends with the hands. black.”
I did as he said.
All you have to do is predict the opponent’s movements by looking at them, move your feet to position yourself, and then move to finish with the sword.
Hung.
I put it into practice in the next actual match.
Because he predicted and avoided rather than looking and dodging, the opponent’s attack line could not aim at Encred, and Encred’s attack line did reach the enemy.
Throwing out the sword was just a confirmation task.
Sigh!
The sword pierced the neck of the neck. When the sword was pulled out to the side, the muscles, nerves, and blood vessels were cut, and blood poured out.
As soon as Encred killed the enemy soldier, he rolled on the floor and hit the shin of another soldier standing next to him with his pommel.
simplicity and honesty!
Since I wasn’t wearing any protective gear, it was natural that my bones would be broken.
“Keuok!”
The guy who fell struggled. Encred picked up the Quarel that had fallen next to him and plunged it into the guy’s heart.
Because of the armor, only half of the arrows got stuck. She got up and pressed it with the sole of her foot.
With a loud sound, the quarrel was stuck all the way to the hilt.
I picked up the dead guy with one hand and tilted it to the side.
With a plop, the quarrel was stuck in the body.
Here Encred made a small mistake.
I picked and a quarrel grazed my thigh. If your mobility is low, it will be difficult to run wild among enemy troops.
Still, I did as much as I could.
Thirty-two.
Two more people were killed in one day.
Even though there was a mistake in the middle.
‘Eyes, feet, hands.’
Look with your eyes, move with your feet, and finish with your hands. I thought it would be good to learn it a few more times in practice.
Encred did just that.
And through this repetition, I was able to get a glimpse of the enemy’s movements.
‘Protect the flagpole.’
And then it spins around in one direction. If you charged in front one day, you ran to the left the next day.
I’ve never broken a flagpole, but it seemed like it was out of reach.
Encred felt thirsty.
I felt like I was lacking something.
‘Can’t I do it alone?’
In that case, all you have to do is accompany Rem or Ragna, but something has happened.
I learned and mastered proper swordsmanship.
I wanted to go one step further. It wasn’t that I was impatient, but I kept thinking that it was time to move on.
‘Try it.’
If this is more than just being dishonest, you can decide differently later. Encred had the opportunity to repeat today.
“S-what are you?”
After several battles, I faced the enemy platoon leader. It wasn’t his familiar face. It’s the first time I’ve seen him, and he has a beard like a rat’s.
“What do you think?”
Encred answered with a grin. I couldn’t have been so bold in the face of death. The Ratbeard of the Principality of Azpen swallowed thickly and thrust out his spear.
“Unlucky guy.”
* * *
After dying and waking up, it was training again.
“Jungjung Healing Recovery.”
After becoming familiar with the concept of eyes, feet, and hands, Ragna went out next.
I was only trying to become familiar with the basics, but before I knew it, I had come to the history and concepts of swordsmanship.
“Luckily, what the squad leader learned has the same roots as mine.”
It was natural. Because Ragna taught me.
“I followed a particularly good instructor among the instructors, and I feel really lucky.”
Encred spit out words that didn’t even make sense, but Ragnar had no choice but to believe him.
Otherwise, it doesn’t make sense.
It was safe to say that my skills improved in just one day. This could happen if you continued to train the basics on your own but didn’t know how to use them.
Of course, this was also a very unusual thing, but it was okay if you didn’t pay attention to it.
With the basics of Northern style heavy swordsmanship established in the body, it was decided to move on to the same concept.
What are you going to do about it?
The squad leader never questioned his past. Then he had to do the same himself.
“Do you know? “Jeongjunghwan recovery.”
Encred nodded at Ragnar’s words.
Jeongjunghwan recovery.
It refers to a straight sword, a heavy sword, a circular sword, a sharp sword, and a soft sword.
To put it simply:
A proper and sophisticated sword.
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A heavy and strong sword.
A sword that waves in fascination.
A fast and fast sword.
A sword that flows softly.
500 years ago, a world-famous genius was born. As a child born into a small farming family, he was truly a genius among geniuses.
Since the genius was 9 years old, he killed Naburangi, a thief who had been attacking farms, with just one poker.
At the age of only 9, he killed an adult thief who said he could use a sword. That’s twelve.
“This is swordsmanship.”
The 9-year-old child grew up prematurely. She said it was because she lost her parents when she was young.
After seeing the thief swing a sword, the child realized the principles of swordsmanship.
Afterwards, a nobleman who heard that a child killed twelve thieves with a single poker went to visit the child.
He adopted the child.
Thus, the surname Oniak was added to the child’s name.
Lionesis Oniac.
That’s how the genius got his name.
Lionesis was born with a gift from heaven, but he was also born with a lot of bad luck.
He suffered from a disease that caused him to lose strength in his limbs since he was about 10 years old.
It was an incurable disease that no wizard, doctor, or healer on the continent could treat.
It was a disease that paralyzed the entire body before the age of twelve.
Even though he was sick, the Oniac family did not abandon Lionesis.
The ill-fated genius was almost forgotten.
However, Lionesis, now 20 years old, is paralyzed all over and marks a milestone in continental swordsmanship.
He compiled all the sword techniques that had ever been developed and divided them into five parts.
That is Jeongjung Healing Recovery.
True sword, heavy sword, circular sword, quick sword, and soft sword.
Even though he could not use his body, he rewrote the history of swordsmanship.
Also, this was the beginning of the history that transformed Oniak into the greatest family in the empire.
The school of swordsmanship created by Lionesis has been passed down from generation to generation, and has now become established theory.
Nowadays, they used to be divided into northern style heavy swords, central style straight swords and soft swords, western style quick swords, southern style round swords, and eastern style mechanical swords.
The continent is largely divided into five, and the development of weapon technology differs on each continent.
“There is a technique I developed to use the Northern style heavy sword. “It will be more useful than the intestines of an animal.”
It was still sunny and windy today. On this day, Encred learned a new skill from Ragna.
Give Rem the heart of the beast.
To Saxony, the sense of the blade.
And Ragna taught us about one-pointed concentration.
“The principle is simple. Forget everything around you, look at the other person, and focus on what you are doing. “Don’t focus on anything and just concentrate.”
The explanation was crap.
“The foundation of heavy swords lies in the basics. It has nicknames such as a sword that breaks even if you block it, a sword that you can’t dodge even if you know it, and a sword that pours all its power into a single strike. That’s all you need to do. “Concentrate.”
If that’s something you can concentrate on, what kind of person can’t do it?
“I’ll teach you some tricks.”
With the words, Ragnar’s sword became a beam of light. After changing the sword, she probably hadn’t gotten used to it yet, and the blade wasn’t even visible.
I couldn’t even see the arm bending like a whip. In just a flash, something passed by the side of my neck.
Pick.
The blade grazed the skin of my neck.
I only realized how fast the sword was after it cut into the skin of my neck.
The back of my neck became warm. It was gurgling and blood was flowing.
“Are you harassing this bastard squad leader?”
Rem suddenly appeared and glared.
Encred put his hand to his neck.
‘I almost died.’
It was such a dangerous blow. The skin was cut off with invisible speed.
“It is said that at the moment of death, humans concentrate dozens of times more. “It’s about helping.”
“What is this crazy guy going to do by learning such skills after he dies? I guess you don’t know the squad leader, but learning the heart of the beast took a very long time. huh?”
Are you emphasizing something strange? Isn’t it too long?
As Encred tried to say something, Ragnar snorted.
“Because the teacher was bad.”
“huh? “What do you mean you want to put an ax in your head?”
Rem said, raising one hand and putting it behind his ear.
“I am not an ignorant barbarian. “My teaching style is reasonable.”
Reasonable, Encred pondered over the meaning of that word.
Whether it was Rem or Ragna, it was fifty paces to him.
“But, if you are a polar people, aren’t you also a barbarian?”
Ragnar’s skin is white and his eyes are red. It is a characteristic of polar peoples and northern peoples.
“Don’t put us in the same boat as the Western barbarians. Uncomfortable. Heavily.”
“… … Yeah, just give it a go. “When you die, I will personally go to the north and bury you.”
It seemed like if I left it alone, it would be another fight. Encred intervened.
“You know what I’m going to say, right?”
Despite interjecting, Ragna cast his gaze beyond Encred.
“I know very well that the squad leader is as dull as a northern cow. But I didn’t know he had this much basic skills.”
“Well, you bastard, don’t talk back and hit your head. “I want you to put an ax in my head.”
“Crazy savage bastard.”
Northern cattle minimize their movement to withstand the cold. It is a metaphor used when talking about a dull person. Encrid said that the two of them joined together and kept calling him dull, but he had nothing to be upset about.
“They said they would teach me tricks.”
Encred grabbed Ragnar with his words and turned his head towards Rem.
There was no need for words. All I had to do was look.
Rem huffed and when Encred looked at him, he sniffed, blew his nose, and shouted.
“I told you to gather!”
Then he turned around and walked back towards the camp.
“I guess I should go back.”
Ragna said after seeing that. As he tried to gather his drawn sword, Encrid grabbed his wrist.
“What’s the trick?”
The thirst for learning was the driving force behind Encred.
After all, wasn’t it really telling me something new?
It was said to be a one-point concentration.
Concentrate One was said to be an improved technique from Ragnar’s old secret technique.
I got greedy.
“It won’t be easy.”
The basics weren’t easy either. New postures, learning steps, throwing away what you have, and learning new cutting and stabbing techniques.
None of it was easy.
Still, it was fun.
Joy followed. The joy of growing day by day filled my whole body. She said she dreamed of becoming a knight, but she didn’t know she became like this because she just liked swords.
When Encred held his sword and swung it, he had so much fun that he forgot about everything else in the world.
As I held on to my wrist, Ragna spoke calmly.
“All you have to do is face death. When people feel like they are going to die, their nerves become tense. “You just have to repeat that sinking feeling countless times.”
The tips were similar to when learning the Heart of the Beast.
However, the heart of the beast wanted to be bold even in the face of death, but the technique of one-pointed concentration that Ragnar spoke of was the opposite.
I had to struggle because I didn’t want to die. The fear of death will make a person’s nerves stand on edge like needles.
‘Let’s do it in parallel with actual combat.’
Encred made a plan in his head and made his move.
“Just learning the tricks won’t work.”
“Tell me how it feels when you learn it.”
“It feels like everything around you is erased and the sword goes where it wants to go.”
Ragna said obediently. Encred looked into Ragnar’s red eyes. He had a seriousness in his eyes that I had never seen before.
‘What kind of wind suddenly blew?’
Ragnar is capricious. Still, it was my first time being this passionate.
Ragnar spoke, a hidden passion burning deep within his eyes.
“Time to go.”
Encred also nodded.
“That’s right.”
The battle began again and the fog fell.
“incantation? “What a bitch.”
Rem gets angry.
“Lower your posture!”
Ragna shouted to Encred who was running.
I used to be busy trying to stop them, but not anymore. Now you know that you won’t be attacked by a random soldier.
Encred ran forward and once again dealt with the enemy soldiers in that order: eyes, feet, and hands.
‘Starting with the Quarrel unit.’
The only thing that has changed from before is that the enemy’s formation has become familiar to me after repeating this several times.
Oh, to be exact, it’s not something I’m familiar with.
I memorized it naturally.
Before the first enemy soldier could even fire his spear, he stood close and thrust his dagger upward.
With a sigh, he threw away the dagger that pierced his chin and the roof of his mouth and pushed the dead enemy soldier with his shoulder.
“uh!”
“100 million!”
The enemy soldiers pushed back are embarrassed. Two daggers were thrown into the gap.
A flying dagger decapitates two enemy soldiers.
It was amazing work.
Just pull out the long sword and cut diagonally.
Perfect!
The infantry spear blocks that. Because he expected to be blocked, he used the rebound force from hitting the spear to retrieve his sword and slit the throat of the enemy soldier on the other side.
Suddenly!
A well-honed blade cut off the enemy soldier’s head.
It’s a fight again. It was another battle. It was a repetitive day.
Fight again and die again.
And Encred struggled. The moment he heard the trick, he figured it out.
Instead of fighting back boldly, I had to struggle not to die.
That was important. In the end, you cannot avoid death.
Still, it was okay. You’ll get what you want anyway.
Of course, you will have to do things in the meantime.
‘flagpole.’
Attacking the flagpole that serves as a medium for witchcraft.
Overlay the goal with actual practice. Encred rushed towards the goal.
Through repeated today, Encred knew the enemy’s movements in advance.
The enemy soldiers who believed in the fog were taken aback by even a single attack.
Encred took full advantage of it.
fantasy,
