Chapter 10 Barracks (Part 2)

The barracks is located to the west of the town. It has a large area and can accommodate 500 people. But now, the army only has 50 people, and some family members are scattered in the barracks.

When Romon arrived at the gate, according to the agreement with Richard, he first reported at the gate of the barracks, waited for a while, and was ushered in.

The barracks, the warehouse with its own defense tower and walls, but now, in an empty place, there are only a dozen soldiers who are not on duty practicing, and one of them is the squad leader Richard.

"Captain Richard, I'm here." Romon smiled and greeted him with a friendly look.

"Well, the soldier notified me, sit down." Richard was still practicing swordsmanship alone, and then stopped, his chest was a little heaving, he took a deep breath, and calmed down from the strenuous exercise, " What do you think you should study?"

"I want to learn everything, but I don't know which ones are the most important." Romon stroked his hair and spread his hands, as if he was listening to the advice of experts.

"Then let's play a game first, let me see your level." Richard nodded lightly, and suddenly remembered something: "By the way, your dagger is still in the blacksmith shop, and it should be available for you tomorrow. I'll go Get you a wooden sword, and let's begin."

"Well, you can't use real swords in training." Romon agreed casually, clenching his fists, looking a little excited.

Richard was noncommittal, turned around and fetched two wooden swords for training, and handed one to Romon: "Also, here are your 25 silver coins, and your adventure certificate is inside!"

He threw another jingling cloth bag and looked at Romon.

Romon took the wooden sword and the money bag, and weighed the money bag casually, but he couldn't feel how much was inside. He was about to open it to have a look, but he suddenly felt his neck being stared at. When he looked up, Richard's hand Holding the wooden sword straight up against his throat, he was suddenly speechless.

"You've already lost!" Richard wasn't embarrassed at all, with a normal look on his face.

"You..." Luo Meng was holding his breath, his face was flushed, and the words in his heart came out word by word, "But you haven't started shouting yet!"

"No, it's already started," Richard shook out a beautiful sword flower with his backhand, put away the sword, stood there, and said lightly, "I just said, I'll get you a wooden sword , and we begin. And you hum in agreement."

Romon was speechless, and was annoyed by the other party's sophistry for a while. "So what has this taught me?"

"Lesson 1, use your brain well in battle." Richard said, "You can only rely on your body to eat. Prestige is prestige, but..." There was a snap, and the two wooden swords struck each other. With a backhand block, Chad deftly deflected Romon's attack outwards and immediately knocked him down.

Luo Meng fell face down on the ground, and the bag of silver coins in his arms knocked his chest so uncomfortable, he looked uncomfortable, and almost spit out the mushroom soup he drank in the morning.

Richard smiled, staring at Romon on the ground and asked, "Why did you sneak attack just now?"

Romon flicked his hand back, stepped back a few steps, then got up, covered his heart with one hand, and pointed at him with a sword in the other. Stare at Richard. After confirming that the other party did not intend to attack, he said, "I didn't say stop, so it means I'm still fighting, and I'm still fighting, so how can it be a sneak attack?"

"Well, yes, my mind is still flexible." Richard smiled lightly: "I didn't think enough."

Richard then walked forward quickly, and launched another attack. The attack was swift and sharp. Within a few seconds, there was a soft snap, and the wooden sword hit Romon's arm holding the sword.

Luo Meng only felt his arm go numb, and then his arm went limp all of a sudden, and he couldn't use any strength.

But Romon endured the pain in his right hand, clenched his teeth tightly, and immediately stretched out his left hand to catch the fallen wooden sword,

But there was another slap, and Richard's left hand was also beaten limply.

With a snap, the wooden sword fell to the ground of the training ground.

"Stop it for now." Richard smiled.

"Okay!" Romon's chest heaved and heaved, he was out of breath, and there was a wry smile on his face, then he took a long breath to calm down the depression in his heart, shook his head helplessly, and nodded again, "Okay , pause, pause."

"Hehe, let's sit down and talk." Richard smiled lightly, "Well, do you want to hear my evaluation of you?"

"Okay, just listen to it." Romon sat on the ground, his hands hanging limply.

"You have an average physique, neither physical strength nor explosive power, but the coordination of body movements is worth training." Richard chuckled: "Besides this, the only thing worthy of praise is that your brain is still flexible."

Few of the soldiers here have reached this level of intelligence, and this is the level of the second-rate undergraduate universities on the earth relying on themselves.

"In a short period of time, it is difficult to train your physique after all, so you can only do your best." Richard sighed, a little helpless: "For you, movement coordination is a direction worth working hard. But if you talk about being able to It should be a fighting thought if it is instant."

Romon listened silently, his arms gradually recovered.

"However, you have a flexible mind, so this is not a lesson for you." Richard continued, looking a little lonely as he recalled the past years, "I also walked around the field of life and death a few times. , seeing some parting of life and death, it is natural to take it lightly."

Romon waited silently.

"Come on, stand up. Your arms should be able to move." After recalling the past, Richard said, "You have made many mistakes in the posture of holding the sword. I'm here to correct you."

"However, before that, tell me what you think." Richard said lightly.

"Well, what I want to say. When attacking, I will first determine the distance between me and the target, and then calculate the range of my current attack..." Romon thought about the words, and straightened out the thoughts he could think of. Don't look too cluttered.

"Well, you are indeed good, then tell me how to determine the attack range." Richard showed a curious look on his face.

Romon held the sword in one hand and raised it horizontally. Holding the wooden sword flat was already very heavy pressure on his soft arm, so that the blade trembled slightly. It lies in the superimposition of the length of the entire arm and the length of the sword." Then he held his sword across his chest: "And the attack range that can be selected naturally lies within this circle."

"Well, it's not bad. Today I'll correct your sword posture for you." Richard smiled, noncommittal, and continued: "Let me tell you about the movement of your feet."

Richard talked about it for a long time, and he talked about it in detail. Just talking about the use of the sword, he went into detail about the stress on each part of the sword from the tip to the blade. It wasn't until another guard came to inform him that it was almost time to be on duty, and then he left, leaving Romon to let him practice by himself, and told him to come back tomorrow.

Romon practiced hard and sweated in the school grounds. During this period, he ate a simple lunch sent by the guards and continued training until two o'clock in the afternoon before leaving the barracks.

After leaving the barracks, Romon spent 10 silver coins to buy some food. Although the original plastic bags of food in the space were still there, they were too precious. Romon was reluctant to eat them. As for the renewable peaches, it doesn't matter.

I bought some spirits, which are used for disinfection, not for drinking, some clean gauze, and some herbs to stop bleeding. Then I calculated the current money, and there was not much money left.

I went back to my room, counted some money, and took out my adventure card to have a look.

This adventure certificate is only a temporary adventure certificate, but it also has a magic imprint. Although it is a very simple magic imprint, it also guarantees that most people cannot fake it. Moreover, here, every time a task is completed, it can also be used by mercenaries. The trade union records information. Although the information in the magic imprint is very simple, it can also prove experience and qualifications.

Romon was very happy, this was the first time he really saw a magic item in this world!

After looking at it repeatedly for a while, I put it in my own space.

During this week, Romon often went to accept Richard's teachings. In fact, after the first two days, Romon basically mastered the basic footwork and basic swordsmanship—in other words, the truly effective martial arts are all It starts with a few simple chops, cuts, grids, etc.

After teaching Romon this, Richard refused to teach any more, saying that he would wait until he was well trained.

Since he is alone in this world and only has strength to rely on, Romon is still practicing the basic skills quite diligently, and does not think that low-level martial skills are useless

Before I knew it, time passed like this.

This time, a translucent data frame was summoned. The data frame floated in his field of vision with a faint sense of light, and a large amount of data emerged before Qian Ming's eyes.

Name: Luo Meng (Qian Pinji)

Life race: human

Occupation: Master of the first authority in space, level 1 druid

Attributes: Strength 10(10), Dexterity 15(10), Constitution 10(10), Intelligence 13(10), Perception 15(10), Charisma 15(10)

Skill List Name:

Permanent Fixation - Detect Aura

Basic Footwork Level 1

Basic Swordsmanship Level 1

Although this week's training was short, two more basic skills were added to the skill bar, and it made a big difference in Romon's mental outlook. Originally, Romon had the vigor of a young man himself, as well as the natural and harmonious taste produced by the druid practice close to nature, but now he has added a sense of calmness after a little tempering.

Even the practice that starts with physical training not only transforms the body, but also transforms the mind.

Of course, in the past week, not only the previous plants have been digested, but also a kind of "bluegrass" has been added. This is a very practical and marketable herb. It is an indispensable ingredient of healing medicine, and the price is also higher than other herbs.

At this time, Romon could be aboveboard, and asked Ansen for a batch of seeds, and sprinkled all the new acre of land on it.

October is not the time to plant this seed, but in space it doesn't matter.

Strictly speaking, the general growth cycle of bluegrass is three months, and it happens to be four seasons a year in the space. The growth in the space is good, there are no pests, and there are no diseases. Even if there is no space bonus, it must be high-quality when it comes out. If 300 kilograms of hay is produced per acre, 1,500 kilograms can be produced in four seasons a year. You know, the market price is 1 silver coin per kilogram!

What a number this is. Thinking of this, Romon felt very satisfied.

It seems that the happy time in this world is coming

While watching the seeds germinate and grow every day, Farfer and Nick, through difficult negotiations, finally persuaded their family members, obtained permission, and prepared all the tasks to go to the forest to collect wild goods

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