Twenty Sided Dice

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

Siegel was about to ask what murderous intent was, but when he heard the dwarf's order, twelve opponents rushed forward. Siegel bravely charged up and quickly knocked over two. But he immediately fell into a siege, but failed to dodge the scoundrels, so he failed again.

"Okay, what are you? From a dancer to an idiot? But if you become an idiot, you can kill one more person than when you were dancing. What's the use of the martial arts you learned before?"

"There are twelve of them, and I only have one. It's not fair." Siegel defended.

"I'll tell you well, kid, remember. There is no fairness or injustice on the battlefield, and goblins, orcs, and kobolds will not tell you any fairness or injustice, and the wolves in the wild will not tell you fairness! The only one! The only ones who will discuss fairness with you are the enemies you have defeated, and only they will ask this question! You have to know that the enemy will always be swarming. We naturally want to always be on the side with the advantage in numbers, or one-on-one However, the premise is that we can survive the disadvantage. The elves use their superb archery, and the human beings have the charging cavalry. These are all superior arms. But the only one who dares to face the disadvantage, only I, the dwarf, rely on Solid martial arts! Do you know why we have the strongest and thickest armor? Because we can't run fast, we're always surrounded, and we never retreat. The front line of the battlefield is where the dwarves are, and behind you are your companions, you can only do your best. I I don't ask you to kill me, and I don't ask you to be unscathed. I only ask to destroy the enemy as much as possible before taking the unbearable damage, and it is not enough to hold the enemy. This is the honor of the warrior, you must go in this direction Work hard. Okay, think about it 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 thought carefully about the mistake he just made. He can't block the attacks of 12 people at the same time, not anyone. Even with footwork, there will be at least three or four people attacking him from different angles at the same time. Moreover, the space here is very limited, the footwork cannot be sustained, and the perfect dynamic balance must be achieved in attacking, blocking and moving. What should we do?

In the end, he didn't think of a good way during this time, so it was no surprise that he failed after going up.

"Well, this kid asked me to point out your problem. You learned from the elves, and the pursuit is to strike deadly places. There is nothing wrong with this goal, but there is a problem with the process before that. Think about forging iron and casting weapons, You can't expect a hammer to form directly, you have to strike patiently one at a time. Don't always think about reaching the end directly, but every attack needs to have positive effects, and use martial skills to accumulate these effects. Victory is not your stab Entering the enemy's heart is called success. You slash through it, and the enemy can't cut you. At the same time, your shield must also move. Don't just wait to be beaten. The goal of our dwarves is not one. Killing with one hit, or constantly oppressing the enemy like a hammer, making them exhausted, can only fall into our rhythm. Think about it, and then come back.”

Exercise your tired body and plan a battle in your mind. A few minutes later, he managed to knock down four, then dies in the fifth. He thought of using a combination of sudden collision and sudden retreat, and he also learned to use the body of one enemy to block the attack angle of the other. He actively rams the opponent's weapon with his shield, and also learns to use his kick to create an advantage. His best record that afternoon was a six-beater.

For the entire first day, Erinte didn't give any special instructions, just let Siegel keep trying and trying. Let him experience the various situations that a warrior will face in the melee. At night, Elf Leia healed his body and used magic to relieve fatigue. This kind of training is very hard, and even with the fake weapons used for training, Siegel still has blue and purple scars on his body. Fortunately, the young man is very focused on training, and he feels that suffering is nothing.

"Dwarves have been trained in this way since they were young. They are crawling and rolling, and they regard it as a game. They have long been rough-skinned, so you have to get used to it for a while, and you will suffer." Leah said said.

"It's nothing, I can adapt," Siegel said. "If you were faced with such a situation, what should you do?"

"Oh, I have two options, one is to get out of the way and deal with them with longbows, piercing arrows or renju. The other is to get in close combat and treat the enemy as a shield. Use short weapons - like daggers and daggers - Destroy the enemy as soon as possible. Neither way is for you. It takes us about 30 years to master such a martial art, and humans don't have that long to spend. To be honest you can master the elf pace in such a short time. The extent has surprised me."

Then Leah thought about it again and comforted him: "Don't think about so many things, know that Erint will educate you well. They are the best infantry, and naturally have their own way. In caves or similar Fighting in a narrow place, they are 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. Erint waited for him alone, and there were all kinds of weapons on the nearby field: human, elves, dwarves, orcs, and even giant heavy warhammers.

"What we're going to do today is very clear, is to let you know the weaknesses of various weapons. Know that each weapon has a different way of using it, with its size, strength, and martial arts skills. Know why we dwarves are the best Master weaponsmiths? Because we fight these weapons all day, and familiarity with them seeps into our blood—and vice versa. We know the range of a sword when we see it, and a hammer when we see it We were able to visually measure its weight and power. From this, we developed unique martial arts techniques."

"Do you need all these weapons? What exactly should be done?" Siegel scratched his head and asked in confusion.

"The reason is very simple - it is always the weapon that hurts you, and martial arts skills can only be exerted through the extension of the weapon. The elves say that you have a good brain, and you have mastered the elves' movement skills, and the coordination of your body was also in yesterday's battle. It's a good show. So today I'll teach you two combat techniques, one is called disarming, and the other is called blocking."

The dwarf picked up a longsword, threw it at Siegel, and found a heavy hammer: "Take a longsword as an example. I'll teach you the easiest way to fend off his threat area. Use a dagger and a rapier. Weapons like this can't be done. The best choice is heavy weapons, such as our dwarven warhammer, battle axe. Your opponent exerts force through the hand, and it takes time to transmit the weapon to the whole body before it can pose a threat. When When you are counterattacked, this power will also be transmitted back, and this is the process we want to cut off. But this requires training strength, first let the heavy weapon become part of your arm. Don’t say more, just follow me!”

"The dwarves' martial arts skills complement their sense of blowing and blowing weapons, focusing on the transmission of power and the feedback of perceived power. If a weapon is an extension of the arm, then it is not only necessary to apply power to the weapon, but also to feel the power transmitted by the weapon to the arm. Subtle changes back. After initial learning, Siegel was blindfolded, hit different materials with different weapons, and then sensed what was hit.

After that, they learned how to use the power returned by the weapon to apply it to the next blow, 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 soaking up water, and he formed experience through repeated training, allowing him to grow rapidly. Siegel's body will be used to the limit every day, and his successes and failures have made his martial arts grow rapidly. Fortunately, the food in the dwarf's house is abundant, and Siegel can replenish a large amount of meat every day. So despite the hardships, it was a very happy time for him.

A month has passed like this. Through hard training, Siegel has been able to calmly face the attacks of this group of dwarfs, and has a record of several successful victories. It doesn't make much sense to increase the number of opponents, because this is already the maximum number of enemies to face at the same time when fighting alone. Then he entered one-on-one intensive teaching, and the opponent was replaced by a real dwarf warrior. They master the fighting skills of dwarves, and have much higher strength, endurance, and experience, each of which is much stronger than the twelve dwarves combined. Siegel lived a repetitive and fulfilling life every day, constantly honing his martial arts. Erinte lived a prosperous life as a nobleman, and could provide Siegel with a lot of nutritional supplements, making his body swell and become stronger, but not lose flexibility.

The important celebration time of the dwarves is getting closer and closer, and everyone is busy setting up the celebration venue on the top of Mora and preparing for various events. The heads of many forces and organizations arrived one after another, or at least sent envoys of sufficient weight. Erint also needs to come forward to receive these people, and has not participated in training for several days. "Busy with boring red tape"—he said. This did not affect Siegel, but he was still training persistently. The Elf had been waiting for Sir Bill's arrival, only to receive a letter.

"What are you talking about, Sir Bill is not coming? Is he okay? Nothing happened!" Siegel asked very worried after hearing the news.

The dwarf handed the letter to him to read for himself, then said: "I heard news the other day that the convoy of the princes in the kingdom of stars was attacked. The guards were killed and wounded, and the prince was seriously injured. However, the tip pointed out that the attack In fact, it’s just a trick. The prince is not in the convoy. The rumors of serious injuries are false. The strangest thing is that no one even knows where the convoy went.”

"But the letter said that the sergeant was with the prince, and he couldn't get away because he had an important mission to go somewhere. He didn't say where he was going, so mysterious."

"I can probably guess what they're doing, don't worry, boy, the sergeant is fine at the moment. He naturally has his own considerations if he doesn't come. After all, helping His Royal Highness is a good opportunity to restore his identity." The old dwarf said: "He officially Offered you to take his place and take part in the expedition. Do you think you can do it?"

"I can." Siegel nodded with a firm expression.

"We had a rule when we took risks. New members must be recognized by all other old members before they can become a real member. The sergeant has guaranteed you, and your elf master also agrees. My vote if You can still get the good performance you have now, but there is another person in our team. Hehe, it is not easy to get his approval."

Leah added: "It's a barbarian from the western plateau, and his thoughts are hard to guess. So I don't know what problems he will have at that time. Prepare your mind!"