"Apophis Breo...you proud noble, how are you?" Roland sighed and put down the quill in his hand, slowly stood up and looked at the distant land where the snow was gradually melting. ……
"Your Highness, what can I do for you?" Old Man Adilai stroked his chest and saluted.
"Well, are you free these days?" Roland poured Adilai a cup of tea.
"Excuse me!" Adilai said flattered, and asked while taking the tea.
"Is there something wrong with you? Do you need me to replace someone to guard the place?" Adilai asked, sipping a sip of tea.
"No, no, no, you have old arms and legs, I'm not so cruel as to throw you to the front line." Roland smiled and shrugged.
"It's like this. I want to ask you for advice on my skills. I found that my fighting skills still need to be improved!" Roland smiled bitterly and shook his head.
"Oh?" Adilai was obviously surprised. After all, he was still surprised that Roland said there was a problem with his fighting skills.
"No way, you are already a great knight. How could you have problems with your skills after practicing for so long? Oh! I understand. Do you feel that those ordinary combat skills are not suitable for your identity? Don't worry.
!I have some unparalleled combat skills that I can teach you, Your Highness!" Adilai said with a smile and stroking his hands.
"..." Roland smiled stiffly and didn't say anything else. After all, he, a time traveler, has a hammer combat skill? It's just that he can use the professional skills given by the system skillfully. He could kill all the way with the help of the knights or on his own.
He has never beaten an evenly matched opponent at the same level. Roland is now like a child holding an AR-15. Although he can pull the trigger, he has no control over his own power.
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"Wow! You actually built a training ground outside the city?" Roland exclaimed, looking at Adilai who was leading the way.
"Of course, the temple area in the city is still a bit small. I expanded the training ground outside the city. Not to mention the extra number, it is enough for training with a thousand people!" Adilai said with a look of pride and pride.
"..." The corners of Roland's eyes twitched. You old man is really evil. A thousand-member knights...are you kidding? How long will it take for Roland to get this thing running at full capacity?
"Another lifetime series..." Roland shook his head and didn't care anymore.
"What are these?" Roland looked curiously at the children galloping on horses on the training ground.
"These are children who have awakened their fighting spirit, but whether they can become a professional depends on luck... The only temple currently in use in the kingdom is the Knight Temple. We have complete knight training capabilities. As long as there are enough people, we can
In many years, heroes trained by this temple will be born." Adilai said with great nostalgia.
"The Archer Temple can provide job transfers, but there is a shortage of skills and professional mentors. The few skills of the archers make it very difficult for them to cope with the complex battlefield environment..." Adilai looked at Roland and said.
"I understand, but compared to the shooters, I think we are more short of soldiers..." Roland knocked on his helmet and said with a headache.
"Yes, but there is nothing in the Warrior Temple. Even if the children have the talent to become warriors, we cannot afford to transfer them to other professions. We can only let them awaken on their own..." Adilai sighed.
"Awakening your profession independently... this luck is rarer than encountering a wild dragon egg!" Roland made a joke.
"Haha! Compared with encountering a dragon egg, the awakened profession will not die." Adilai shrugged.
"Hahaha!" Roland smiled heartily.
"Come on, Your Highness, shall we start with infantry or mounted combat?" Adilai was eager to give it a try. Although the old knight was old, the years had not dulled his fighting spirit, but instead made him more sharp.
"Let's fight on foot." Roland thought for a while and decided to start with the most basic foot fight.
"Okay, let's start, attack me with all your strength! Don't use skills, use your most primitive strength and skills!" Adilai pulled out a wooden sword and threw it to Roland and then pulled one out himself. p>
"???" Ormsk looked at the two people a little confused. He held the newly arrived documents in his hand and wanted to walk over, but after thinking about it, he felt it was not appropriate, so he stood there and waited.
"Drink!" Roland's knees sank, his waist and abdomen suddenly exerted force, and he rounded the wooden sword in his hand and swung it. After all, Roland, who had experienced the era of the information explosion, knew that the more refined the moves were, the more colorful they were.
A sword flower can never be compared to a straight thrust.
"Dang!" Adilai blocked Roland's violent blow in a single move.
"Ah?" Roland was stunned when he looked at the wooden sword that was obviously made of wood but made a metallic sound.
"Pop!" A muffled sound came from Roland's back, and Roland only felt a burning pain.
"Hiss!" Roland gasped in pain, making an indelible contribution to the warming of Middle-earth.
"It is not a good habit to be stunned when facing the enemy, it will cost you your life!" Adilai took back his wooden sword.
"You are so ruthless!" Roland moved his shoulders. Although he had armor, Adilai's blow was so powerful that it penetrated the armor. Who knows how the old man used the wooden sword to feel like a war hammer?
"Watch it!" Adilai said suddenly, sheathed his sword in his arms and stabbed him with a fierce step.
"I'll wipe it!" Roland suddenly felt as if he was being targeted by a beast, and all the hairs on his body stood up.
"Bang!" At the last moment, Adilai turned his stab into a slap, and Roland flew out amid Ormsk's surprised expression.
"Dragon God! Who is your enlightenment mentor? I'm going to kill him, and what will I give you? Ballroom dance steps?" Adilai frowned and asked Roland, who was lying on the ground.
"Damn, I almost thought I was going to die!" Roland complained and got up.
"Don't worry, I'm sensible, but your foundation is so bad that I can't even see it. Maybe you have to start from the most basic level!" Adilai said regretfully.
"Of course you are an expert, I will listen to you in this regard!" Roland nodded. Professional matters should be left to professionals. After all, Roland has never been trained in fighting.
"Then please come with me!" Adilai looked deeply at Roland, with a look of approval in his eyes.
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"What is this? It's a bit heavy!" Roland asked, looking at what Adilai tied around his waist and legs.
"The lead weight makes your foot more stable. The more stable your foot is on horseback, the less likely you will be knocked off the horse! This way your foot combat ability will never be used!" Adilai explained.
"It looks very advanced..." Roland tried to take a step forward.
"Okay, not only is it high-end, it's also very heavy..." Roland complained after taking two steps.
"Come down, you need to hang them while walking. You can't take them off as long as you move." Adilai ordered.
"How long will this take?" Roland had a bad feeling.
"You have to take him with you every day, including when I teach you sword skills." Adilai said matter-of-factly.
"..." Roland blinked, looking at his waist with tears in his eyes.