Game of Thrones: Royal Game

Chapter 60 The Core of the Rabbit Sword

"You pay me for killing people. If you want me to speak nice words, you have to pay extra." Bronn didn't care. "If the money is enough, I can also help you wean you. It's far worse than him. In a gentle way."

Ian rolled his eyes and ignored the bastard. He knew what Bronn meant. Roll's training method was too extreme, which basically prevented him from being beaten.

As we all know, being beaten is the fastest way to improve.

But at this stage, Ian believes that quickly improving his own strength is not as important as maintaining his own image. After all, he can gain a near-leader status in Sir Wilder's alliance, one is to rely on Lannister This surname is, secondly, based on the image that Wilder called "an old woman descending to earth".

If he was beaten bruised and swollen during training, it would easily drive him crazy.

However, in Ian's opinion, Bronn's suggestion is indeed of great reference value. Compared with the pseudo-real combat training with Rolle, honestly practicing the basic movements may be more helpful to him at this stage.

Thinking of this, Ian cast a questioning look at Luo Er.

Rolle nodded, indicating that this plan is also feasible. He waved to Chigen, and told him to go to the manor's training ground to bring two scarecrows back. After returning, he turned to Ian, "Then, today we will start from the simplest , which is also the most core movement - stabbing, let's start training."

"prick?"

"Only when facing unarmored or lightly armored enemies, slashing will have the greatest effect. In the battle between knights, stabbing is the most effective use of the sword." Rolle patiently explained, "Proficient in stabbing Knights with sword skills can easily break through the defenses of chain armor, light armor and most plate armor, and if the angle is right, they can also penetrate some plate armor of average quality."

Ian nodded thoughtfully. He had read related experimental papers before. It would take more than 130 joules of energy to break the roughest cast iron plate armor or armor, while the energy of a blade and an ax generally ranges from 60 joules to 130 joules. Between joules, the maximum amount of waving with both hands can reach about 200 joules.

This means that when you face a full-armored knight, it is very difficult to effectively kill it by slashing.

The "stab" is different, because the thrust of the stab is all concentrated on the tip of the sword, and the energy required for stabbing to break through the defense is much lower than that of slashing when the fracture toughness and hardness of the enemy's armor remain unchanged.

That's why Rolle said that 'stabbing' is the most suitable method for fighting between knights.

"Then what if the other party is wearing high-quality plate armor or heavy armor?" Ian was not trying to raise an argument, but was seriously asking Roll for advice.

After all, all his knowledge in related fields comes from books, and the practicality is definitely far inferior to Rolle's experience.

"Of course there will be a targeted attack method, but when dealing with that kind of enemy, I prefer to prepare a leaf hammer as a secondary weapon at any time. This may be easier to achieve results than the sword you have practiced for several years."

"Ah" really makes sense, Rhaegar, now you know where you lost to Robert, right?
"Okay, what you have to learn now is just the basics of swordsmanship, don't worry about those complicated issues." After Luo Er finished speaking, he asked, "Do you know what the core mystery of rapier is?"

"Pierce the enemy with the pointed end?" Ian remembered this, the trick Jon Snow taught Arya.

"Use the pointed end to stab the enemy? The seven hells! Do you think you are a child in the enlightenment period? You still want to stab with the hilt without the pointed end? Hahaha!" Ian's answer made Luo Er laugh, The wine-stained whiskers bouncing up and down,

"The hilt of a half-handed sword can indeed be used for attacking, but it is not stabbing but smashing. When you can't find the opponent's flaw in the fight or the posture just happens to attack the opponent with the hilt, you can consider using the sword Hit him with a weighted ball on the head."

"If the angle of the blow is right, this move can sometimes achieve the same effect as a hammer, but now, the movement I want to teach you is to stab," Luo Er said, raising the sword in his hand at shoulder height, " Look out! The core meaning of the stabbing sword is - the sword and the forearm are in a straight line!"

After speaking, he pushed the sword forward, and when his arm was about to straighten, he accelerated his force suddenly, so that the force reached the tip of the sword, and instantly pierced the scarecrow in front of him.

"This is the most basic sword rapping move - flat stab, now it's up to you to try it." Luo Er said to Ian.

At first, Ian didn't think there was anything unusual about this sword, but when he walked up to the scarecrow and watched Luo Er forcefully take out the sword, he realized that what Luo Er pierced was not the straw, but the scarecrow's body. wooden stakes.

Ian took a deep breath, and raised the heraldic sword in his hand according to the posture of Rolle just now, at shoulder height, and then stabbed out with the sword tip piercing the Scarecrow's body, but it hit the scarecrow inside. The stake slid sideways and came out behind the scarecrow.

"When stabbing, let the tip of the sword come straight out, and don't deflect to the left or right!" Luo Er corrected, "Come again."

Ian once again recalled the scene when Rolle drew out the sword just now, and stabbed out with a sword.

This time, the tip of his sword submerged shallowly into the wooden stake, and his mouth went numb from the shock.

"Not bad, the progress is very fast." Luo Er nodded.

My swordsmanship has reached the advanced level!Ian complained.

"But you still haven't remembered the core meaning of the stabbing sword I just told you, the sword and the forearm should be in a straight line!" Luo Er took a sip of wine in his mouth, "Straight line!" He repeated, and then walked to Ian's before.

"Make your forearm part of the sword," Rolle said, holding Ian's wrist, "relax, kid, relax."

Ian only felt that he was clamped by an iron tongs, and he even felt that as long as the other party wanted to, he could crush his bones at any time.

Luo Er's layout power is only less than 10 points higher than his current self. It stands to reason that there shouldn't be such a terrible gap. Is it caused by the skill of using power?Ian couldn't help thinking.

"Relax," Luo Er pinched Ian's wrist and repeated this sentence, "If the fingers and wrist are too tense, the sword will not be able to maintain a straight line with the forearm when it stabs out, so that the power will not be fully transmitted to the forearm. On the sword, do you understand?"

"Yes." Ian nodded, humbly like a primary school student going to school for the first time.

"Again!" Luo Er handed the sword to Ian again, "Remember, when the sword stabs out, relax the tiger's mouth slightly, and let the little finger and ring finger clasp the hilt to exert force."

Ian stabbed out with his sword again, and just like last time, the tip of the sword sank into the stake.

"It's much more standard than the last time. Let's practice it yourself first. Your current level is still a long way from being a qualified swordsman. You can't rush it." Luo Er poured it into his mouth again. Take a sip of wine.

Ian didn't answer, but started training silently while recalling what Luo Er did just now.

His training lasted until dusk. At this time, Sir Wilder sent someone to report that Sir Simon of Darry City had been invited to Sir Verry's castle.

(End of this chapter)