In the era of cold weapons, it was not an exaggeration to say that a good general was hard to come by.
Modern people were used to seeing gunfire and cannons flying everywhere in movies and TV series. Most movies and TV series that had something to do with cold weapons were unable to film such a realistic and cruel battle scene. Due to limited conditions, even if the actors were riding on horses or wielding weapons, they could not portray the chilling aura of a real battle. The so-called 'formation charge' was mostly just moving in an orderly manner.
The general was just a command center. Roddy once had such a point of view.
It was only later that he realized that the "generals" who oversaw the central command could only be effective on the battlefield. After switching to PVP, Rody had to face thousands of galloping warhorses on the battlefield for the first time. At that time, Rody was so scared that he trembled and could not even hold his weapon properly.
Most players could not easily get used to the shock and bloodshed that came with it.
And when they saw the powerful general charging at the forefront and wantonly slaughtering, normal players could not even muster the courage to face him head on.
Before the year 592 of the Elon calendar, the way humans fought was extremely primitive. The so-called 'tactics' had not developed as rapidly as they did later on. Most of the time, it was the general leading the soldiers under him who would charge like a swarm of bees. Only when the enemy found that their comrades were dwindling would their morale collapse and they would flee.
Based on this fact, for a long time, powerful generals who could lead the troops in a charge had always been sought after by all forces. Even when the trend of "tactics" became more and more popular, truly powerful generals were still an important guarantee for maintaining the morale of the troops.
With such a deep understanding of war, Roddy naturally understood how 'precious' Sodelor was. And now, Sodelor had actually taken the initiative to 'learn' from him!
What reason did he have to refuse the request of such a "peerless general" to "seek refuge"?
Although there was a moment of excitement in his heart, Roddy quickly calmed down. He was very clear on one thing: Sodelor was definitely not a mindless and mindless character. Sodelor's words just now revealed a deep scheming mind. He did not dare to underestimate him.
If he casually agreed, could he really "control" such a character who was destined to soar to the top? This was the question that Roddy considered the most. He knew that his path to Level 59 would be smooth, but in the end, he didn't break through to Level 60 like Sodelor. This subtle psychological barrier made Roddy very cautious about what kind of "method" he would use next.
After pondering for a moment, Roddy finally made a decision. He reached out and took off the cloak of the Downstream Hunter set. In a low voice, he said to Sodelor, "Learning this kind of thing is not something that can be decided so easily. How about this … let's have a spar?"
"… Perhaps, I am not qualified to teach you?"
Rody smiled with a sincere expression.
Sodelor quickly agreed. In fact, he had the same intention. When he sparred with Lu Ge and the others, he could be said to have completely crushed everyone in Norland Village in terms of swordsmanship … At the end of the day, Sodelor could only judge Roddy's strength from the traces left on the battlefield. He didn't have much of an idea of how strong Roddy was in a real battle.
He needed this kind of verification to make sure that his idea and intention were not wrong.
But Sodelor would never have thought that at this moment, Roddy's mind was full of … thinking about how to tie him to the chariot that was about to roam the continent in the future.
"The wooden sword is here to prevent accidental injuries."
Roddy took out the wooden training sword and threw it to Sodelor. Then, he brought him out of the courtyard. At this time, the sky was not completely dark. The scouts were busy putting on the equipment that Roddy had brought. When they saw the two of them walk out with wooden swords, they immediately became interested and surrounded them.
"Captain Roddy, you must win! Sodelor's swordsmanship is very powerful! "
"Don't make a sound. If you want to watch, then watch. Put away your sword, it just poked my butt —"
"Make way! Make way! Don't push! "
The dozen scouts discussed all at once. Ruger and Carter looked at each other, not understanding what was going on. But when they saw Roddy and Sodelor's calm expressions, they understood that this was not a conflict but a normal "sparring session."
Roddy had the scouts move further away. After confirming that the area was safe, he looked up at the sky and said, "Compared to archery, I am not proficient in swordsmanship. But against the beastmen … it should be more than enough."
"Then, shall we stop with three victories?"
"Okay."
Sodelor nodded in agreement. He felt that Rody's style of not talking nonsense was to his liking. He raised the wooden sword in his hand and was about to make a move when he found Rody holding the other wooden sword in a reverse grip. With two swords in each hand, he made a starting stance, one in front and one behind.
His eyes revealed some doubt, Sodelor stood still with a standard military sword starting stance. Before he could make a probing attack, he saw that Roddy had already rushed over.
"Ha!"
Roddy took two steps forward and directly attacked. With his astonishing Dexterity and Strength, the longsword in his hand slashed forward like lightning!
In the dictionary of the "Berserker" profession, there would never be the words "defense and counterattack." There was only attack, attack, and attack again! So he did not try to probe, nor did he use any footwork or rhythm. His attack was so simple that it couldn't be any simpler.
As Sodelor looked at his opponent's sword, there was only one thought in his mind …
"That's it?"
As a noble descendant who had followed his father through war since he was young, Sodelor was naturally quite knowledgeable about swordsmanship. From the simple strike before him, he could tell that Roddy did not seem to be proficient in swordsmanship. One reason was that Roddy's footwork seemed a little light, and the other was that it seemed like he could not fully display the power of the slash.
Seeing this situation, he couldn't help but feel a little relaxed. He raised his sword to block the attack and prepared to counterattack with the backhand move that he was most proficient in. But just as he raised his hand, the first round of the duel was over.
"Crack!"
A loud explosion sounded in front of him. The wooden sword that was supposed to be blocked seemed to have pierced through something and stopped on his left shoulder. What flew past his ear … was the half of the wooden sword in his hand that had been sliced off!
The scouts were all shocked. The sword that flew out smashed into the chest of one of them, causing him to cry out in pain and fall to the ground.
Sodelor felt his right hand go completely numb. He lowered his gaze and saw that the wooden sword in his hand had been broken in an abnormally neat manner.
"I won the first round."
When Roddy's words sounded, Sodelor recovered from his unconcealable shock. He looked down at the broken wooden sword in his hand again, and then at Roddy's other sword that looked no different from the other. An indescribable feeling gradually spread in his heart.
The same wooden sword had been cut in half by the other. It sounded completely unrealistic, but Sodelor, who had experienced war, knew that when the strength, speed, and angle reached a certain extreme, it was not impossible to do such an unimaginable thing!
He took a deep breath, threw away the broken sword, and picked up another undamaged wooden sword. His gaze became solemn.
Seeing Sodelor stand still, Roddy swung his second sword. The "Berserker" was a battle technique that originated from the northern barbarians. It was different from any sword technique that could be followed in the Kingdom of Karen. It seemed reckless and without foundation, but when the sword fell, the mountain-like pressure always gave people the illusion that it could not be blocked!
Realizing this, Sodelor, who had learned from his previous mistake, no longer tried to block. Instead, he twisted his body and dodged. The speed of his steps was much faster than when he was sparring with Ruger. The surrounding scouts immediately understood that this second lieutenant had been holding back in the previous sparring session.
But although Sodelor moved quickly, he did not realize the consequences of Roddy's dual-wielding. By the time he realized this, the other sword that swept horizontally was almost touching his chest!
Sh * t!
He raised his sword to block, but the next moment, he felt a sharp pain in his wrist. He barely managed to block the sword, but before he could do anything else, Roddy's other sword slashed at the same spot!
"Bang!"
With a muffled sound, Sodelor fell to the ground after flying two to three meters in the air. His eyes were wide open, and he could not stand up for a long time. Roddy did not go up to pull him up, letting him digest the shock of this absolute power alone.
After two exchanges, Roddy had already found out Sodelor's bottom line. His level was no higher than Level-8, and his strength, constitution, and agility were not even half of Roddy's.
To convince him, Roddy wanted to use this merciless method to show him what it meant to have an overwhelming advantage.
"You lost again."
Seeing Sodelor crawl up and trying to calm the blood in his chest, Roddy threw away the wooden sword in his left hand, no longer using the Berserker battle technique. He tilted his body slightly and actually made a military sword stance that looked similar to Sodelor's.
Sodelor, who had been stunned by Roddy's two attacks, pursed his lips tightly. He stood up and cautiously raised the sword in his hand. Then, he used the forward stab that he was most familiar with to make a probing attack.
The longsword pierced towards Rody's chest at an extremely fast speed. Sodelor's sword was extremely stable. After this strike, he could predict all of Rody's subsequent reactions. His moves were linked together. Once Rody's attacks fell into his own rhythm, everything else would be easy.
But just as he was thinking this, the next moment, he saw that after Roddy dodged, he actually took a step forward and closed in. Just as he was about to raise his elbow to meet Roddy's attack, he found that Roddy's figure had suddenly disappeared from his field of vision!
Cold sweat instantly broke out on his forehead. He had never seen such terrifying speed and moves before. How could a close-range fighter disappear from his field of vision? How did he do it?
After his mind went blank for a moment, his battle instincts made him instinctively turn his sword to block the left side of his body. With a clang, the vibration from his wrist immediately told him that his judgment was correct. Following the direction of the attack, Sodelor immediately twisted his body and fiercely swung his wrist, his sword cutting horizontally at a tricky angle!
Among the scouts, only Lu Ge could realize the ingenuity of this attack and the powerful swordsmanship it represented. He even wanted to cheer for Sodelor's attack, but then his voice got stuck in his throat …
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