Eagle Byzantium

"I think you don't even know how to wear chain mail!" After Farov finished speaking, a military servant next to him immediately threw a heavy chain armor, the kind that reached his knees, and Farov took it lightly with one hand. live, and then "politely" placed the table on Gawain's table The wooden dummy in front of the sword blade fell to the ground with a slap, and then he was put on chain mail from head to toe, and then he was straightened up. This chain mail was hooded, with the critical throat area , a chain scarf and a headscarf are integrated into one.

At this time, Gawain made a bow forward, with one hand raised high, and the other hand holding the sword's blade straight. As a result, the laughter became even louder. In the minds of these barbarian warriors, they were only willing to accept the harshness of the Roman emperor. The formation and command flag requirements, but the method of fighting The style is to use battle axes and big swords to chop and attack with pleasure. This is the tradition of the Vikings and has not changed for hundreds of years. So now they see Gawain with such a tall figure, but they use this delicate weapon. It is natural to despise a long sword.

"Plop", there was a calm sound. Gawain's sword was as fast as lightning. After all, he had studied under a fencing master. This kind of sword made in Germany around the Renaissance was just right for his taste. It was not too slender. It is not too bulky, so the blade of the phosphorus fire sword easily penetrates into the torso of the dummy covered by chain armor.

In addition, since it is a dummy, the sword of phosphorus and fire will not cause unnecessary commotion.

Then, Gawain quickly pulled out the sword and stabbed it into the throat of the dummy covered by the chain scarf at an extremely fast rate!

One after another, five blows in succession, each time piercing into different vital parts of the dummy. Then Gawain put away the sword, and his breath was not chaotic at all. Now the whole camp became silent.

Soon, the group of barbarians all clapped their hands and cheered loudly. They were really familiar with Farov's tactics, but they were still very novel about the tactics Gawain performed just now. Today, they said to the recruit's name, " "Stephen Gawain" is finally remembered.

Yagfi also laughed and kept slapping Gawain on the back, "How about it? I have three teams here. The technique you just performed has completely given you the right to choose!"

Over there, with an unconvinced face, Farov pulled out the tomahawk thrown on the dummy with a grunt and force, then put it on his shoulder, walked over, and faced Yagfi and Gao Wen said, "Get it done, my red hand is divided In the last battle of the Emperor in Macedonia, our team acted as His Majesty's reserve charge force and killed several capable subordinates. Although this boy's moves are very strange, he can serve as a light soldier to cover the detachment. "

"I will not be a light soldier." Before Yagfi could answer, Gawain directly showed off to Farov, "According to common sense, light soldiers are outside the battle line, using swords and bows to deal with the enemy's skirmishers. Those with cavalry are particularly prone to casualties. I want the heavy armor, shields and weapons in your camp. I want to fight against the enemy in the array and be protected by my teammates."

"Why would you enter a military camp if you are afraid of casualties?" Farov's words were full of anger and disappointment.

"That's up to you. The commander of the guard just said that I have the freedom to choose a detachment to serve." Gawain refused.

Farov snorted several times angrily from his beard, and then he said with a curse, "Silly boy, don't think that there will be less chance of casualties in the array. In the Battle of Durazzo, I am one of the few survivors in the flames of the cathedral, and I will never forget that hellish scene." After saying this, Gawain noticed that Farov's skin was covered with beard, and there were obvious signs. traces of burning fire.

"Okay, Farov, stop talking! The battle happened twelve years ago, and it's not easy for you and me to live until now." Yagfi stopped the other party from continuing. It seemed that that battle was all that happened. A pain that the Varangian warrior did not want to mention.

In the end, Gawain finally entered the famous "Red Hand Team".

Then, Gawain sat on his bed, with the chainmail just delivered hanging on the stand in front of him - indeed, Farov was right, he would not be able to wear this chainmail. It was completely different from the Turkic armor he had obtained beforehand. It had no convenient buttons, and was just a silly, black and heavy chicken mask made of iron rings and iron rings.

A young military servant named Phiteas came to him, bowed to him, and then demonstrated a complete set of procedures for wearing this kind of chain mail: first, use both hands with all his strength to hold the chain mail up to his head, Then lean your back and head forward hard, trying to fit into the corners of the chain armor, and then suddenly stand upright, using the weight of the chain armor to The inertia caused it to slide down freely and cover its body; as for the armor removal, it was even more severe. Sitting down, the body was almost like a bodybuilder. He leaned down and stretched out to an angle close to the toes, and then stretched his hands forward, Then he used the heavy inertia of the chainmail to let him slide down freely again - in short, it was exhausting.

Not only that, but putting on leggings after putting on the chain mail is also an extremely torturous task.

Fortunately, Phiteas promised him that he would loyally accompany him in every battle, taking on the responsibility of holding, maintaining and assisting in the use of weapons and armor.

Then Pheteas handed over a wooden board, which was the duty list in the camp. Gawain brought a long sword and a mare. This kind of thing must be recorded in the register. Gawain, holding a reed pen, looked at With the scrawled ancient Greek signatures or finger prints of other personnel, the Gao Wen, who was wearing heavy chainmail, was a bit big, because he could only speak and listen to the language, and had not yet mastered the reading and writing skills of any ancient language. Thinking about it, it didn't matter, so he just put it in his own column on the board. He signed his name grandly with fancy fonts.

Now, little Phiteas was stunned. He was holding a wooden board. Where did this man come from? You say he is literate, but none of the names he writes can be matched; you say he is illiterate, but is it possible for an illiterate person to wind these letters as beautifully as roses?

"Look at this command flag, look at this command flag!" Farov, standing aside on the school grounds, took the trouble to point to the military flag embroidered with red hand patterns, "When it rises, everyone Everyone must prepare their armor and weapons to prepare for battle with the enemy, but don’t worry, usually on the battlefield, the enemy will run away when they see my red hand flag!”

The veterans nearby who were familiar with the story laughed, with expressions on their faces that said, "I want to listen to his bragging again."

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Sure enough, while Gawain was standing there, still holding the long ax at his feet in confusion, Farov had already begun to talk about the origin of his "flag of red hands."