Heart of the Castle

Chapter 108 Training the Militia

The two long swords collided fiercely in the air, and the clanging sound resounded through the dense forest.

Li Wei was wearing a leather vest and a pair of chain mail, waving a knight's sword with both hands and retreating step by step, his forehead was dripping with sweat.His opponent was a crusader swordsman in full armor, and the big sword covered with light emerald green fighting spirit whizzed and slashed from top to bottom, left and right, each sword was so powerful that Li Wei's hands were numb.

The young knight attendant gritted his teeth and persisted. He took a few steps back, parried a sword slash, and then dodged the opponent's horizontal slash, and took the opportunity to move forward again.

This sword was somewhat beyond the expectations of the Crusader swordsmen. Although the full body armor had strong defensive power, it would indeed cause some obstacles in terms of vision and agility of movements.Although the fanatical vindictiveness cultivated by the Crusader Swordsman has an obvious bonus in attack speed, it doesn't mean that his dodging speed is also astonishing.

The crusader swordsman barely avoided Li Wei's attack on his lower body, but his body lost a little balance because of it.Li Wei uttered a loud roar, and jumped forward, waving the long sword with both hands, and the light of the sword formed a continuous storm of steel.The body of the crusader swordsman retreated, and then retreated, and the two-handed sword in his hand became a non-stop parry, but he was still slashed through the armor continuously, and sparks appeared on it.

This suppressed attack made the crusader swordsman a little anxious. He barely made a side attack, but Li Wei had already played with passion, easily dodged the sword light, and then swung his fist wearing an iron glove, striking hard. It landed on the helmet of the Crusader swordsman, and there was a loud sound like a hammer hitting an anvil.

The crusader swordsman staggered back, his helmet tilted, blocking one side of his eyes.Li Wei immediately added a blow, and this time the knight's saber rested on the vital point of the opponent's neck, and then patted him lightly on the shoulder.

"Lord Li Wei wins!" A muffled voice came from another crusader swordsman watching the battle.

This voice made Li Wei's body tremble, and exhaustion swept through his whole body.Li Wei retracted the knight's saber and leaned on the ground, panting heavily, only then did he feel that the sweat had soaked through the wool shirt he was wearing inside the leather vest.

"You're improving so fast, little guy." The old magician's gratified voice sounded from beside his ears. "A week ago, you could only struggle in front of crusader swordsmen who didn't show their grudges, but now you can even reach the point where the outcome is [-]-[-]."

Li Wei took a deep breath of the fresh morning air, and the cold and humid wind poured directly into his chest, making him feel very comfortable.Then he gave a chivalrous salute to his opponent, drawing his sword back into its sheath.

"Mr. Dish, the battle training you proposed is really effective. I think that although my professional level has not really improved, I should have no problem facing quasi knights who have not comprehended the seeds of battle energy, right?"

"If it's an opponent who has just reached level 5, even if he comprehends the seeds of battle qi, you have a good chance of winning. Professional level is just one aspect of measuring combat power. What's more important is combat experience, especially with those who have Fighting quasi-high-ranking knights have combat experience." The voice of the old magician seemed quite happy, "In this regard, even those great knights are not treated as well as you, and there are two quasi-high-ranking knights who are specially trained as sparring partners at any time. .”

Li Wei nodded, and was about to continue talking, when a rough roar came from the dense forest in the distance.

"Run up, run up, you group of soft-legged shrimps, didn't you have enough to eat this morning, or were you fooling around in the girl's room last night?"

There was a smile on Li Wei's face. It sounded like Donald was training the boys from the militia.

After returning from Dayan Village last week, Li Wei, as the new leader of the refugee camp, convened the managers in the camp to agree on the next development direction.According to Li Wei's idea, the refugee camp should have a militia armed with 80 to 100 people, half of whom are equipped with spears and half of whom are equipped with hunting bows.In this case, even if Li Wei and his elite troops leave, relying on the wooden walls and watchtowers of the camp, the militia group is enough to ensure that they can hold out for more than three days in the face of attacks from demon troops that do not exceed their own number.

In the eyes of ordinary people, this goal seems a little unrealistic. Many people, including the old dwarf Brebe, raised objections, but the experienced Donner, Sir Grace and the ranger Warren did not agree. After much thought, he chose to support Li Wei without hesitation.

After Li Wei made all kinds of amazing actions again and again, their trust in this young man was close to blind obedience. The ranger Hua Lun once said in private that even if Master Li Wei now declares that he is the messenger sent by God the Father, he will There will be no surprise.

The training of the militia was carried out amidst the doubts.

As an encouragement, Li Wei proposed to add half a kilogram of black bread to each militiaman's ration, and to add a little meat at noon every day during the training days. This condition caused a sensation in the refugee camp.

Due to the shortage of food, the current refugee camp implements a strict rationing system. The daily ration for an adult man is only about half a kilogram, and that for women and children is reduced to two-thirds.These rations only include boiled oatmeal porridge and a small amount of black bread. As for meat, only those who do heavy physical labor are eligible to enjoy it.

Although there are no more benefits to joining the militia for a while, these rations are enough to make people tempted. After the disaster, food has surpassed gold and jewelry, and has become the strongest and most common currency.When Fat Huck controlled the refugee camp, a few kilograms of food often became a reason to kill and rob.

In the next two days, Levi, together with Downer and Sir Grace, carefully selected 80 strong adult males and 20 females from the registered villagers. A three-meter spear is used as a weapon; the latter is mainly trained as an archer and a scout, using hunting bows collected from the camp to assist the militia in combat.

After the screening, Levi handed over the training of the militia to Donner and Sir Grace. He led two crusader swordsmen into the jungle and began to hone his own strength.

During the confrontation between Dayan Village and the assassin Von Derick, Li Wei found that his ability to control his body had declined, which was impossible in the young man's previous experience.In fact, the vast majority of people who choose the warrior profession will not have this kind of situation. Controlling the subtle movements of the body is something that every warrior can do very well. Skills have been tempered.

Only some genius-type characters will have such problems during the period when their strength explodes.Li Wei knew that he was not a genius, never was, but the speed of his promotion during this period of time was enough to leave most geniuses behind.

This was an annoyance that Castle Heart brought him, but it was also a joyful annoyance.

The faint sound of footsteps disturbed Li Wei's train of thought. He wiped the sweat off his brow with his hands, and turned his eyes to the place where the sound of footsteps came from.

The dense fog in the forest suddenly disturbed, and then a young man with his upper body naked was panting heavily, and ran over with big strides.Behind him, more figures swayed into Li Wei's sight. Everyone was exhausted from running, and their bodies were sweating profusely.

"The speed is too slow! It's like a snail! Do you want the little devil's steel fork to stick in your ass?" The rough voice yelled again. Hearing this familiar roar, Li Wei even felt the exhaustion in his body disappear. Quite a lot.

"Mr. Donner, I'm here." Li Wei suddenly shouted loudly.

A majestic figure ran in the thick fog, and the middle-aged man with the nickname of the Roaring Bear rushed to Li Wei happily, "Lord Li Wei, when did you come back?"

"I've been training near here." Li Wei replied with a smile. He looked at the sweat dripping from Tang Na's head, and asked a little strangely: "Mr. Tang Na, the training of these militiamen, in my opinion, is very Hard work, don't you stop scolding them?"

"Hmph, this group of lads are actually not bad, they are improving very quickly, and more than half of them have reached the level of first-level fighters." Tang Na showed a somewhat cunning smile, "But the reason why I spur them so much is also very simple. According to Li Your request, Master Wei, to be able to fight the same number of little devils, they must be at least level 1 fighters."

(End of this chapter)