"Ahhhh!! Let's make up our minds to move the place!!"
Among the large number of people, and in the distance it was difficult to capture even the figure of the knight who made the statement, the statement that "I will decide here" was strong.
Moreover, I noticed the voice of the Lord, and I was a Knight Captain who also held a position in the Knights.
The Knight Captain, who had the highest attendance rate among the Knights even before his promotion to the rank of Captain, was convinced that he had caught a lot of attention. Just to say that it was a victory, he inflated his lungs again, and without letting go of the initiative of this flow, he put two steps on the staircase to the high ground and went up to the high position.
Captain, you two! One Knight of the main force... I'll crush it with my bare hands until it reaches that number... If I'm going to do it, I'll have to take it with my strength... "
That said, the fists were already wrapped around the sleeves.
There were no swords, but the number of players in the match did not use any special abilities at the same time. As the voice rose, Alan took the lead.
This is certainly the place to be if you want to win a bare-handed battle all at once. The square in front of the high ground is large enough for all the Knights to align themselves, and it is used not only for early morning basic training, but also for battlefield training where the Knights play each other.
With this already settled, attention is focused on Alan's pleasant proposal as if it were the head of a drinking party. The knight, who knew that the captain who spoke was the strongest in the wrist, was perplexed, but it was also painted on the next Alan's revealed declaration.
"Shit!" If you don't want me to take your Captain's title, you won't be able to put it together. I won't lose one-on-one.
Wahahaha... and the next moment, the captain seriously jumped out to make a statement that both provoked and proclaimed victory.
Kicks the ground with the legs you use in battle instead of the densely packed legs you've always had. In part, it was echoed with a deep voice, "I told you, Alan." The team leader and deputy leader of the other team held a coordination meeting quickly. Besides the bare-handed battles, the other captains also decided to take out Alan as their best shot.
And Alan himself said to his nearest lieutenant, "Don't hesitate to call me!" Abandoned, he turned his back. Stay close to the next squadron leader. However, instead of the Second Squadron Captain waving his fist, a short wind that was not natural blew through the surroundings.
Alan, who must have felt it before the wind, ruminated his throat and then flew away. The next moment, a sharp kick passed in Alan's face.
"Khaarison! Oh, no special abilities... this time..."
"Just for now."
Even though he said that it was an arm's length battle, Alan was impatient with his voice. He didn't think that there would be any disobedient people who would use his special ability from the first shot.
Harrison knew the rule of no special abilities in his head because of the arm's length battles between the Knights. However, for now, I only used it to fill the distance that was far away from Alan. I knew that Alan would not be surprised by a single high-speed foot.
As a result, the current use of Special Abilities does not count in Harrison. While self-contained, I now aim for Alan's pigeon's tail, saying that I would have no problem if I didn't use it in the rest of the fight.
Harrison is one of the few people in the Eighth Squadron to have a fight, but I think the right to attend the party itself doesn't matter.
Clark, Roderick, Arthur, and even Pride are attractive parties, but they're just like, "Let's go." If you're invited, you can nod. Because I am not good at interacting with people, I am not good at the party itself and I am not interested.
Even though there are four people who should do their best, I don't think that it was not an escort mission, but that I would like to actively go to the party. If you win the result of this fight, you will be entitled to attend according to the rules, but that is not why you are participating in the fight.
Whoa! Harrison's on the loose, so now's my chance to crush him!
Shut up.
With that thought, Harrison slightly squeezed his eyebrows and struck the elbow from the empty gesture of his fist.
However, Alan could only lightly change the axis of his body to avoid it. Even without the use of special abilities, I still had time to show myself as a Captain, but instead, Alan continued to taunt the surroundings and became more murderous. For a moment, I pulled out my sword to a feeling that I was said to be deficient.
Harrison, who soon rose to the rank of Cavalier Captain, has been able to defeat Alan in barely any bare hands without special abilities. Of course, that was something that could be said not only to Harrison, but to the entire Knights, but it was still a boiling thought as the captain of the Eighth Squadron, who boasted of total individualism and supremacy. If I had the opportunity to make a bare hand match with Alan, I would have the energy to do just that.
Even now, I only used my fast legs to crush other Captains before Alan got bagged.
One hit, one hit, the average person would wave a fist with the intention of breaking a bone, but it would not hit Alan at all. If it was a sword, it would be Harrison, who often knocked Alan down, but not with his bare hands. Without a high-speed leg, it was hard to follow Alan through.
I rushed in to aim at the moment I jumped and floated in the air, twisting my body in the air and kicking my face in the opposite direction. He almost escaped directly in front of him, but still, the mud of Alan's shoes splashed on his face.
If you get your ass on the ground, let's get out of here!
On the contrary, I still have room to raise my voice.
Loses when stunned, surrendered, or on a limb other than the ground. I also understand that Harrison was not told by Alan. Shortly after being kicked off, Harrison, who had turned over and landed on both legs rather than from his back to the ground, had a one-on-one match with Alan.
In the next moment, as Harrison was being flown, the Captain and Deputy Captain of the 2nd Squadron from two places in the other direction were attacked in a coordinated movement. Alan couldn't afford to talk lightly to the three Captains. I greeted it with joy with a blood-colored face.
……
"Alan... he's totally..."
Haa...... and.
One of the captains, who dared to move away from Alan's intense battle zone, had his forelock pinched with his fingertips in an apparent outrage that could be seen from a distance.
In time, because of his proposal, the whole conversation soon broke into the fight for survival in a fight. I can't be interested in the power of leading people, but in Alan's case, it's terrifying because it's not a solution or psychological warfare, but it's completely natural and sociable.
There would have been a more peaceful way to elect such a large number of people.
Even this time, it has nothing to do with strength or armpits. There was no need to compete for the strength of the battle, and there were many ways to draw and drink more peacefully. I think that it was definitely because Alan himself was the most likely to win the invitation.... even if I was to concentrate, I would definitely be beaten with a sack.
Ever since Alan joined the army, he knows very well that this kind of aspiring martial arts battles are synchronous with winning.
It was like Knight Commander Roderick, who was now promoted to Knight Captain and was guaranteed to beat Alan with a single wrist joint. And since Roderick didn't join us this time, I now predict that Alan would eventually take one of the two Knight Commander frames.
"! There you are, Calam..."
Suddenly, he raised his voice, and Column immediately turned to his side. Looking at it, one of my rank of Captain was rushing in with his eyes wide open.
Column thought in the corner of his head that he had finally found something that had bought him a surprising amount of time. Ever since Alan started the fight, the numbers have been quite limited, and the battle has already reached its mid-point.
Captainships with only twenty men in all ranks struggle to find the same Captainship from a large number of other Homer Knights. It was inherently difficult to identify a Captain without special abilities in the once dense and mixed crowds, except for Alan, who was on the run. It's just that everyone is wearing the same white regimental clothes.
Although there are differences in decorations and lengths among the group members depending on their positions, it is not easy to judge at a glance in a dense environment. The Knights don't want to sell a fight to the Captain with only one chair of their own.
And Column dared to move to the most distant position with Alan, who was daring to stand out. When Alan proposed a loud beating, it was a visible evacuation that his surroundings would become a fierce war zone.
Instead of gathering together in a place where the Captain class gathers to wave their fists at the opponent in front of them, it is more realistic to compete for another frame at a distance. Best of all, I know that I can't beat Alan in a meat battle without Column's special abilities.
The possibility was to work with other captains to devise a solution, and it was evenly divided. And I understand that Alan's health is at the bottom of his throat no matter how much he wants to profit the fisherman.
After a proper discussion, if I changed the venue and format of the fight between the Captain and the main knight at least, this would not have happened, but there is no way not to take advantage of the situation after this happened.
As a result, the column that had been passed through to the eyes of the other main knights away from Alan was completely intact until the middle of the day, when they were still able to save their strength.
Let's go! The Sixth Squadron Captain, who is kicking the ground and assaulting, can only hold on to the column and not panic. The column in which the operational command of the rear corps is mainstreamed as the Third Corps, but it still remains the same as that of the [Captain].
Even if they were able to seal off the Special Ability of Power.
I grabbed my shoulder before I hit the ground. However, using that arm in reverse, you can shift the center of gravity of your body while maintaining the opponent's momentum. At the point where the balance has broken down, turn and kick from the side to the shoulder as if to poke it unexpectedly.
At the next moment, the column that was supposed to be grabbed was bouncing off the opponent.
The skipped captain will not lose to that extent either. I put it on the ground in a deficient position, but before that, I thrust it back with my dominant hand and landed on my knee.
The captain didn't expect to hit the column when he attacked fools honestly from the front, but he still bites his teeth without difficulty. The captain is older than the column, but oddly enough, the column is the [rear guard] captain.
Just because I was a rearguard didn't mean I wouldn't engage the enemy directly. Rather, they defend themselves from ambushes, securing supply routes and securing escape routes against incoming enemies when retreating.
Moreover, while he was in the rear, he was updating the Knight Commander's record in a row. Sixth Squadron, of course, not only responds to shooting and sniping, but also responds to melee attacks when the distance is reduced, but the Third Squadron Captain is still a strong enemy. Rather, aside from the meat battles for the column, even without special abilities, forceful combat is a specialty.
Calm down! You really don't use any special abilities ️
Of course.
Answer briefly and close the distance from the column to settle early if you don't follow the opponent's plan to buy time.
No matter how well Column can camouflage herself, she will never use her Special Ability. If you know that without asking the Sixth Squadron Captain, you don't really suspect anything at all. But more than a one-on-one disadvantage, it's most efficient for me to buy time and have someone else with the rank of Captain show up and fight. Column herself was hiding herself to avoid that.
The column is neither cautious nor alarmed against the Sixth Squadron Captain, who is excellent at hitting the gaps and surprises of the opponent.
The captain jumped after taking a step back into the column that ran to his pocket. I would have pulled a gun in the air for a moment, but I can't use it now. Flipping, he aimed at the front of the column that was running towards him and turned around behind him in an instant....... but......
Gasiri said that from now on, the column jumped and grabbed the captain's leg before landing, and now it was time to hit the ground with the momentum of falling.
At that point, the captain who was crashed to the ground was defeated by the rules.
I wanted to finish the landing with just my limbs, but I didn't have time to shake off my grabbed legs by using all the gravity and momentum.
Ahhhhh, the captain screaming out loud at the landing and defeat of the losing pigeon and such a stupid posture, gets up quickly with his released legs.
"Be honest and battle with Alan, the best in the squad." It's not surprising that people suspect you're using special abilities in the face of the hatchet right now! Watch out!
"Let's be careful." But Alan's way of doing things is too bad for me. "
In the next moment, I yelled at the column that returned the words as I tailored my slightly disturbed forehead with my fingertips, "You really are not cute from the old days", with a dislike and admiration for him that was too perfect. He also knows the history of Column, who made the jump to Captain Knight, and he knew Column well when he was a recruiter.
It was a column that boasted uncompromising strength in close combat, but it could not beat Alan alone. A column that knows exactly what kind of attack and counterattack is most difficult in a force-push fight as a special ability of power, but it is also good at taking it in the opposite direction. There's no way I'm going to leave my weaknesses behind.
That's why for the column, force-pressing combat from the opponent was counted as a specialty, regardless of whether they had special abilities or not.
But that didn't work out for Alan either.
In terms of force pushing, it seems easy to respond in battle for the same reason, but in Alan's case, his performance is beyond common sense. No matter how much you try to upset the balance, no matter how much you try to push the force against your opponent, it will instantly turn back into a counter-attack.
Alan, with his extraordinary physical abilities, was still too quick to do what he did if he had fast legs. Without the special ability of strength, Alan can't beat his strength. If he asks for the gap and wants to bring it into the enduring battle where the next hand is read together, it is obvious that Alan, who is a health idiot, will definitely get on his knees.
“Then I'll change the place. I want you to back off before you get caught up in this."
The teammates are focused on Alan, so unless it's a coincidence, the teammates compete one-on-one.
Then he moved away from where he had been found once, and as he waited for the next challenger in the other placement, Column quickly disappeared and began to move.
The Sixth Squadron Captain, who decided to lose the fight, dropped his shoulder and waved his hand at the end.
A young knight who used to salute himself until he was promoted to captain, now feels a little grown up and cute to be able to talk about the board equally with himself.
……
"... until the end... did you stay...?"
Haha...... as he overflowed with a slightly withered smile, the main knight wiped the sweat on his forehead with the back of his hand.
Even at the end of the day, the first sense of density was gone in terms of the number of people. It seemed that it was the last stage that left the main knight, but the captain had survived early and two people were decided.
Alan screamed for victory, and the knights, who were not yet alone, stopped and looked back for a moment.
Even though the opponent was only twenty or less, I was once again in awe that the battle between the captains would be settled so soon. Knight captains fight for the same rank, unlike their own, who can defeat the enemy in front of them. Moreover, when Alan arrived, he was able to concentrate his artillery fire on the captains, but he was able to win the battle.
Even now, while jumping on the spot cheerfully, I asked the other surviving Third Knight Captain, "That's the corner. Do you want to make the best decision?" and was rejected in an instant response.
I don't feel like I─can stay.....
Hah...... With a sad sigh, the Knight still stands up to fight the Knight, whose eyes have fallen apart again.
The winner reward was too attractive and I didn't want to leave, so I joined the fight, but I still think I will win a year as a knight. Until a few years ago, he even gave up becoming a Knight of the Army.
At the beginning, like other knights, I repeatedly looked for and chose knights with the same background, age, and strength as I did, and I was fortunate to continue to survive.
However, I think that if the number is narrowed down like this, I will not find a knight of the same background or age as myself. Of course, he knows that some knights with the same age as himself, but with a long history as his main unit, are incomparably better than others. Even now, I finally saw a knight above me in both backgrounds.
But even so, until the end of the beating, I still couldn't give up on looking at the person I admired, and I am still desperately scratching the algae.
When I thought that the opponent disappeared from my sight in an instant, my head immediately understood that it was at my feet. While I checked down there, if I kicked the ground on the spot, my gaze was just in line with the knight's head, which was about to kick off his own leg.
If I swung my legs in the air without missing the gap, fortunately, I hit the back of the opponent's head and the opponent rolled sideways with a moan of "guuuuuuuuuuuuu".
A knight who holds down a kicked head while saying "hello" rises before being inadvertently stepped on by the surroundings. I lightly scolded the opponent, who seemed to be defeated with regret.
"Eric! You couldn't have avoided a counterattack before......
Even though he was weak at his feet and often fell, the knight who had successfully pushed Erik's weakness back confirmed it out loud.
The Knights thought they were mistaken for the other Knights' weaknesses, but Eric himself remembered them well. Continuing to say, "You raised your arm." With an angry face, but if you can praise me, you will smile bitterly, "Thank you."
However, I was lucky to be able to fight back, and I happened to remember the battle of Alan, the captain of my brigade.
I admired Alan, who was recognized as the best in battle without any special abilities, and if I observed him as much as possible not only during the exercise but also during the battle, I just learned that if he disappeared from front of me without thinking about it, it would be up or down.
After confirming whether Alan was going up or down, I was able to decide exactly whether to go down or jump, but I couldn't make it myself. Just because the opponent happens to be an opponent who is good at attacking from underfoot in regular exercises, I can only understand that it is below, and I can't say whether it is "avoided" or "counterattack" in my own territory. If you dare to say it, I'm sure that nowadays there are fewer inadvertent falls than in the past.
"I somehow remembered that Mr. Blair was aiming at my feet, so..."
Haha, Erik's complexion turns red as he looks back.
Immediately after I twisted my body behind me, I realized that it was too late to look back when I felt a sign.
In this case, since it is close to a brawl that is not a form of combat, just as it is allowed to challenge multiple battles one-on-one, surprise strikes and ambushes from behind are also acceptable. It was only natural that a knight who had a relaxing chat with the losing opponent was targeted behind him.
When I looked back, there was no "gap" word, and it was the moment when I tried to slap my fist out of the side of my face, which was alarmed.
The comma-seconds left in the reflection motion were exhausted, and Eric defensively ate and tied his back teeth while shielding his face with his arm as his shield.
Fortunately, he was on the verge, and all he had to do was make Erik's arm echo through the armor, not the side of the punch. Either way, Eric's focus on his back teeth, despite the ginning pain, doesn't miss the stasis seconds he's been given during the collision.
She slightly refracted her sheltered arm, and now she pushed her elbow into the opponent's forehead. Gon, you hit me hard, but I can't stagger you. However, in the attack on the forehead near the eyes, the muscles of the forehead contracted, narrowing the vision between the eyebrows and creating a gap in the opponent.
At that moment, I twisted my body into my stomach and slammed a kick in the back. The knight was stuck in a qualified sharp blow with his narrow sight, and although he was able to passively passively, he was strangely passive in a defeated position.
The knight who was aiming for the surprise was a knight who was in sync with Erik, but he reflected that he had mistakenly seen Erik's arm strength while posing for losing with both hands.
When I was a recruit, I was much stronger, and my swordsmanship was good. In the main entrance examination, I lost with a sword, but I didn't think I was losing to my strength. When he was recruited, Eric was able to grow his strength until he was admitted to the first team, but I think he was quietly trained more than ever after he became the first team. Even after I became my own team, I didn't fail in my efforts, but Eric was more than that.
I wanted to say something, but now that the numbers and outlook have improved, it's not long before Erik runs off to his next opponent.
Now that there are fewer of them, Eric needs to pick his opponent quickly.
The strong opponents are drained by the strong opponents, and I choose the opponent who seems to have a chance of winning as long as it is just a meat battle. Besides being the best team, it's also more useful to fight in close proximity than other teams.
I wanted to avoid the 2nd, 8th, and preferably 3rd and 4th squads and give priority to other knights.
If it was a mock battle where swords, guns, horseback riders, and other broad means of combat were also allowed, the opponent of the other team could fight with a tactic of landslide that the opponent was not good at, like a later card, but this time, only the melee battle where the team was best at both good and evil.
Eric has worked his way above average in all his Mastery Knowledge in Recruits, but his efforts are almost ineffective here, and I feel like I'm holding my head in my mind. I think I'm lucky enough to be able to survive this much in a conditional battle where a mediocre human like myself can't survive unless he protrudes into one.
At the beginning of my thought, I was going to engage the knights of the Seventh Squad. After all, if I survived this long, I would be a knight with a whole career ahead of me this time.
Wow...... as you chant in your heart, you're ready to breathe. Obviously, I reached out to the opponent above me with a gun or a sword, but I held my fist and thought. As a rule, I can't use it right now.
Melee combat is also a high-priority exercise for the Seventh Squadron. In addition to rescue and understanding the condition of the injured person, fighting is also required, such as treatment and rescue while sheltering seriously injured people who cannot move even if they are knights.
Erik was a better melee soldier than he was.
Squadron Seven? Oh, and Eric himself wants to change sides right now. However, even if we look at the others, there are mostly the first, second, and third squads left.
As soon as his eyes closed and his body warmed up, Eric crouched down so forcefully that his hands touched the ground.
The kick was too sharp, and I couldn't crouch in a position where it was easy to counterattack, so it took me a long time to counterattack.
The moment I tried to get up, a flowing heel drop was carried out from now on, and I managed to take it by crossing my arms. If I wasn't strong enough, if I was slow enough, I would definitely be slapping my body from the jaw to the ground.
As soon as he stepped directly in front of the opponent with his crossed arms and pushed them off the ground, the knight retracted his legs and got ready.
Eric pushed into the knight's pocket for a moment before retracting. There was no mistake in my judgment, but I got it while I was attacking. Probably possible from the opponent's physique, the opponent quickly responded if he grabbed his shoulders and arms to bring power into the battle.
Gigi and Erik reacted to each other, and Erik was slightly lower.
The opposite is true in the battles brought in, and the more they are targeted by a third party here, the more they are stuck together. His face was close enough to breathe with his gripping arms. At that moment, Erik continued to bite his back teeth, bending his head wide and slamming it into the knight's eyebrows.
Gong!! Along with the sound of using a blunt instrument, the Knight's vision was dazzled for a moment.
So Eric kicked the ground with a head-butt and managed to push the opponent down from his back. The moment the defeat was decided on his back, a moan leaked from the knight as if he was out of his mind, saying, "C 'mon...", but Eric felt twice as painful.
I hold it with one hand and confirm that there is no bleeding just because it is hot.
However, the moment I poked my head, my head dazzled badly, and I was able to push myself down half as close to falling down before. Besides, when I realized that my head still ached so much, I quietly understood that headbutt was not suitable for my own battle.
Starting with Alan, the other knights were also the occasional tactic of battle, but on the contrary, they could be frightened.
"And... how many more..."
I woke up temporarily from severe pain.
I realized that there were still a lot of people left and raised my face. I thought that there would be no more opponents that I could win head-to-head, along with the number that had decreased to a quarter. At least all of them were stronger than me.
After repeated battles, I was frustrated, but I also included a former deputy captain and a former knight captain.
I immediately wondered why I still survived the name tag of a former recruit. Besides, I'm pretty flustered.
Now, there are battles between mighty men with each other's histories, but you have to get into them more than standing here.
I picked as many strong enemies as I could, and the strongest I could get was behind me. The opponent was not the main Knight, as if he could poke himself into a gap and fall. And now it was a defeat. That's how Eric swallowed up his reality one by one before deciding who to fight again.
This time I'm going to lose, but I won't give up until the moment I lose. I just challenge them with a bare-handed fight that is good for me and for everyone who survives.
... I'm not really aware that my judgment, analytical skills, and combat skills, all of which enabled me to survive alongside the knights who scored the battle, are all combined to make me a knight.
In the end, Erik decided without hesitation that it was a fortunate victory due to the opponent's excessive exhaustion, despite the many cheers that earned him the honor and invitation to survive the victory.
It's a little further than that to show up as the most important team.