With the vast starry sky above his head, the quiet and lush woods around him, and the campfire in front of him, Dasji obviously felt very tired but had no appetite... Or maybe the afternoon fighting made him feel a little palpitated?
Of course, the object of fear has changed from the more than twenty goblins surrounding him to the person sitting opposite him. The burly young man who was called the "Devil Squad Leader" by his companions, after leaving Weeks Town
, only then did he really begin to show his more ferocious and even devilish side...
Dasji didn't know how squad leader Geralt viewed him. Anyway, in the face of his instinctive resistance, the other party didn't seem to care at all, and just pushed him into the cruel arena without any concern.
Dasji looked at those goblins, and looked at those pairs of eyes that revealed ferocity, cruelty, and even greed. Dasji felt that those goblin bandits not only regarded him as "prey", but maybe also regarded him as "prey".
Think of it as "food"...
At that moment, the huge fear of death completely gripped Dasji's still young heart. He was so frightened that he almost forgot to move. In his mind, he could not help but imagine himself being killed by the opponent, then cut into pieces, and then mixed together.
A horrific scene of blood being swallowed up.
【Are you going to die here...】
"Prepare for battle—retreat!"
At the moment when Dasji was almost completely frightened into oblivion, a thunderous roar suddenly exploded in his ears!
This extremely familiar command voice suddenly reminded his body of the tactical movements he had trained in the past two months, especially the "hell-like devil training" given by squad leader Geralt in the last month. In addition to greatly enhancing his physical strength,
In addition to physical training, the most basic tactical movements have almost become instinctive for Sanler and his group!
Right now, after Dasji's brain shut down, instinct controlled his body movements!
He raised his sword, protected his chest, bent his knees, and retreated with a slight bounce. With a single movement, he was able to avoid the attack of the goblin on the opposite side with a wooden stick.
"Collide!"
Sheathed her sword to protect her waist, bowed her body and crossed her arms, stepped forward and charged... The Goblin was a bit short, and Dasji's movements were very out of shape, but the sword that followed and stabbed him successfully and was unable to dodge.
Goblin!
The huge wound on the side of the face and the skull caused the other party to throw down the wooden stick in his hand and roll on the ground. The robber who was extremely ferocious a moment ago was now crying and howling like an underage human child, and the meaning of the heartbreaking words was unclear.
Howling.
【Is this...done by me?】
As if in the blink of an eye, most of his fear was shattered. Dasji looked at his hands in confusion, unable to believe that the coherent dodge and counterattack just now came from his own hands.
"What are you afraid of? Look clearly at your opponent. It's just a Goblin. It's almost the weakest thing in the world! You can't even deal with it. What's the point of living? What kind of future do you want to see?
?”
Some cold and stern voices behind him scared Dasji. He could clearly feel that the monitor was very dissatisfied with his performance just now...
"Monitor, I..."
"A warrior is in the middle of a battle, how can I give you any time to talk nonsense? You have no right to speak until the enemy falls! Also, I only save you once. If you are still so useless next time, you will
Just die here! I don’t need such useless subordinates! Now, kill your opponent!”
"But captain, he has already..."
"I said! You have no right to speak now! Kill your opponent!!!"
The scolding had been replaced by roars, and even the surrounding goblins became restless. Facing Liu Yifei's anger, Dasji couldn't help but grit his teeth and began to move towards the goblins that had been flopping on the ground.
But before he could finish the last hit, the goblin who had been crying and screaming on the ground just now, as if he had been seriously injured, suddenly jumped up, screamed and rushed towards Dasji, who was not far away. Unexpectedly, something unexpectedly appeared in his hand.
Hidden a stone as big as a palm!
A series of incidents such as successfully counterattacking, being scolded by the squad leader, and being attacked by the enemy have already dispelled the fear in Dasji's heart. This is what happened to the rookie recruits on the battlefield for the first time. Faced with a real battle with real swords and guns, it is easy to be defeated by the battlefield.
The momentum of a life-and-death fight and the cruel atmosphere that was different from training caused a considerable number of soldiers to die in humiliation due to various mistakes without even exerting 10% of their strength.
As long as they overcome this fear and the various body memories they have carefully trained for a long time, under the pressure of a life-and-death environment, they will soon be able to regain the rhythm of fighting. At this point, they can at least exert their six skills.
70% of the actual combat power.
And even an ordinary person with a sword, as long as he doesn't panic, what difficulty does it have to deal with a bunch of goblins?
Although the roughness of the first battle caused Dasji to miss many opportunities, and the fight was even a bit awkward, he managed to kill his first opponent with a little effort - a goblin using sticks and stones.
Facing the death of his kind, the dagger goblin who looked like the leader seemed to yell something at Geralt. Dasji really couldn't understand this sharp, short and unpleasant "language"... Let's call it that.
For language~
But it seems like my squad leader really understands?
Geralt curled his lips in disdain, then dug out a package from the supplies carried by the packhorse, took out a large piece of dried meat and threw it to the dagger goblin from a distance.
After taking the dried meat, the dagger goblin seemed very satisfied. Soon, Dasji found that another goblin stood in front of him.
"Monitor, this..."
"Fight until you can't kill me anymore, or until I tell you to stop."
At that time, Dasji thought that he was really going to die today. Did he have to fight with more than 20 goblins? How could he survive? He was not a monster-like guy like the squad leader...
Fortunately, after killing four goblins in a row, there was a huge commotion among the goblins, and they launched a siege without warning!
At that moment, Dasji felt a little weak. He thought he could not withstand the opponent's surprise attack, but at the same time as the opponent made a move, a burly figure crossed him, with a crazy and unrestrained smile, and waved two one-handed swords to block it.
All attacks...
It’s not about training, it’s not about bare hands, it’s not about hitting the target.
It was a fight without any scruples, a massacre without any hesitation, and a naked and bloody suppression!
After only holding on for less than a moment, the goblin side dropped a total of seventeen corpses (including the four killed by Dasji in a single fight) and completely collapsed~
They howled and threw away the sticks and stones in their hands, regardless of their formation or partners, and fled into the surrounding woods one by one, never to be seen again.
At this point, Dasji thought the battle was finally over, and when he could breathe a sigh of relief, little did he know that squad leader Geralt's next words scared him so much that he almost fainted~
Dasji remembers that the squad leader said at that time: "Okay, the warm-up games are over, now it's time to get down to business..."
