In the school grounds in early spring, the air is still cold, and the sunlight shines thinly, giving the earth a faint warmth.
Boris was escorted by the Great Wall guards to the Black Crow Castle training ground like a duck. Here, a large number of recruits and veterans had already gathered. Not surprisingly, they were all here to join in the fun. Scar was maimed by a recruit. This kind of thing
For the boring military camp, it is undoubtedly a hot headline news.
After being handcuffed with a bracelet for a long time, Boris felt his wrists were sore, but at least he had the opportunity to pick up a real weapon.
The training stopped due to the arrival of Boris. Several veterans of Black Crow Castle in black clothes turned around and looked at the young man who was not burly in stature with disdain.
Boris has disheveled hair, sparse stubble on the corners of his mouth and chin, is wearing rags and linen clothes, and his lips are slightly white. Such an appearance cannot be associated with the son of the commander of the Snow Eagle Legion. It hasn’t started yet, veterans.
There was already a look of disgust on his face.
"Come on, let us see what you are capable of. Take up arms and challenge anyone you want to challenge."
Ranger Captain Hans said in a semi-ridiculous tone.
In full view of everyone, Boris calmly walked to the center of the school field and picked up an ordinary iron sword thrown by the veterans. He was so calm that he ignored all the watching eyes around him. The scene in front of him was the same as when he was in the school.
Compared to the Sreif Coliseum, it pales in comparison. The cavalry commander of the Snow Eagle Legion, the son of the great noble Vladimir, must let these ruffians see how powerful he is.
"Let me do it, he's not qualified enough to challenge the Rangers, let alone the Night Watch."
Fabres walked out of the crowd and said with a mocking look. He was tall and thin, with a pockmarked face, and was nicknamed Iron Rod. Although this man squeezed into the ranks of veterans, he actually just came to the camp.
Half a year. As for what means to use, a smart person will know at a glance.
Boris showed no fear, picked up a handful of sand on the ground, grinded it evenly and put it in his hand. Then he held the long sword with a calm expression. The sword was unedged and was used for training, but if the force is too strong, it will still cause serious injury.
Before the instructor could give the order, Fabrese had already picked up the hammer and rushed over.
Boris looked calm. He had experienced too many battles. In actual combat alone, hundreds of innocent souls died under his horse and sword. Faced with Fabrese, who had no fighting skills, Boris's heart barely moved at all.
The warhammer slammed down from the top of his head. However, just before the hammer was about to hit Boris, Boris turned sideways, dodged the attack, took a small step, and appeared behind Fabres.
In an instant, Fabrese's attack was missed, but his back was hit hard by a blunt object. Although it was only a sharp blow, the thin Fabres still couldn't bear it. He screamed and fell to the ground,
The hammer fell out of hand and flew several meters away.
At this time, Boris slowly walked to the edge of the field and picked up the war hammer on the ground. It was the weapon he was accustomed to. It was heavy and fit just right in his hand. A sword like a sword can only be used as a secondary weapon, or a hammer.
really.
Upon seeing this, the veteran Valery immediately rushed out and smashed the arrogant recruit with his heavy sword with both hands.
Boris saw the raider with his peripheral vision, and he held the hammer tightly. Boris turned around violently. The warhammer and the heavy sword hit each other fiercely, making a crisp sound of metal collision. But then, Boris, who had more combat experience, stepped under his feet.
He used his strength to push veteran Valery back.
The veteran Valery could not stand firmly and stumbled backwards. He wanted to launch an attack again, but Boris took advantage of the victory and followed up with a hammer, causing Valery to retreat repeatedly.
On the field, the jeers just now have disappeared, and everyone is watching the two people on the school field. Obviously, this newcomer is absolutely extraordinary. His fighting skills are unparalleled. He is young, but experienced and experienced.
Quick and accurate!
Valery wanted to attack his lower body, so Boris hit him hard on the head, forcing Valery to quickly retreat and let go. The war hammer was like a whirlwind in Boris's hand, and the veteran Valery was unable to fight back.
He tried his best to block, but the sword was knocked to the ground. In the last blow, Boris smashed his face with the handle of the hammer, a real slap in the face, and blood spurted out from the veteran's nostrils...
Before his companions could drag Valery away, Ranger Cullen had already drawn his sword and rushed out. But Boris remained unmoved. The more he fought, the more excited he became. He moved deftly, dodged deftly, and the warhammer spun in his hands.
Every blow made a muffled sound. However, his physical strength did not seem to be affected at all, and his breath turned into white mist and exhaled from Boris's mouth and nose.
The two rangers took turns to attack, but he easily defused them one by one. The war hammer rose and fell, making a harsh whistling sound. Cullen was hit in the head by a hammer and almost fainted. Another ranger stabbed out with a long sword.
However, Boris used the hammer to sweep him away. When the opponent lost his balance, Boris pulled back the war hammer and swept it across. The hammer hit the ranger in the abdomen. If it were not for the strong leather armor, this hammer would have been enough to cause fatal internal injuries. A moment later,
The two Black Crow Castle rangers had been knocked to the ground, with painful expressions and gasping for air.
The scene on the field shocked everyone, including Commander-in-Chief Warwick who was watching the show on the stage. He was silent. Looking at the five Black Crow Castle soldiers who were beaten with teeth all over the field, everyone was silent.
But Boris still held his head up proudly, a pride he had not seen for a long time. It was quite comfortable to beat the little guys who looked down on him until they cried for their fathers and mothers.
In Boris's view, they were not even worthy of fighting against him. Before he was exiled, he was a great nobleman of Kislev and the commander of the cavalry. But after he came here, he had to associate with a group of gangsters. This was just a small incident.
Lesson, next time, he must establish his prestige in front of them. Boris thought...
"That new recruit, come here."
Next to the school grounds, on the balcony of the second floor, Commander-in-Chief Warwick called.
With a proud look on his face, Boris threw down his hammer and walked over proudly. He should be promoted and become a real soldier of Black Crow Castle instead of being a hard laborer.
The commander looked at the prickly-haired young man coldly on the stage, and then spoke after a moment -
"Lock him back."
As soon as he finished speaking, Boris was stunned...
"Why?! I won, I won!"
Boris shouted, not even letting the two guards get close to him, and then put the bracelet on his hand.
"That only proves your ability. You beat your superiors and you must be fully punished for the crime you committed. These are two different things, understand? Recruit Boris."
The commander's hoarse and cold voice echoed in the school grounds. Everyone heard it and fell silent. Because they all came here like this... Discipline trumps everything. Individuals must obey the team. This is the law of Black Crow Castle.
.It is also the law for the entire Great Wall garrison...