Unknown Knight

After lunch, without taking a rest, Axe went to the backyard to practice shooting with great interest.

As he practiced more and more and listened to Bandak's teachings, combined with the knowledge and information he brought from his other world, he gradually understood that the main reasons why he lost his accuracy beyond 30 meters were:

One is that his core strength is insufficient. I remember reading a historical document online that said that even if a sharpshooter is not a strongman, he is still a strong man with extraordinary physical strength. Although he did not practice bows and arrows, but the crossbow, which is easier to use, the crossbow weighs nearly ten pounds and the strong recoil at the moment of shooting still made him shake slightly when he pulled the trigger. As the saying goes, a slight error can lead to a great loss. It is not obvious at a distance of ten or twenty meters, but it loses its accuracy when it exceeds thirty meters.

This problem is easy to solve. It just requires long-term physical exercise to strengthen the physique and improve core strength. This cannot be rushed. He decided to develop a long-term training plan, especially for the waist and arm strength, so that he can hold the gun steady when shooting and improve shooting accuracy.

The second is the "feeling" that Bandak, the illiterate, always talks about. I think it is the so-called experience. Shooting is a simple process, but there are many factors that affect its accuracy.

Things like wind speed, the shooter's breathing rate, the differences in the arrow trajectory and weight of each crossbow, the differences in non-industrial handmade arrow shafts and arrowheads, and even the shooter's mentality and psychological quality, etc., are endless.

I remember watching a video about sniper selection. In the video, snipers were required to not only have top-notch shooting skills, but also to have a strong psychological quality to remain calm in the face of emergencies. Only when the psychological quality is up to standard can they be called qualified snipers.

It seems that there are many factors that affect shooting accuracy. In the words of the teacher: Don't be impatient, practice more, think more, and take your time. This feeling can only be left to time, and it will be accumulated slowly in the future.

The third is the gravity factor. I remember watching a military program on TV that introduced ballistic trajectories. Even bullets and artillery shells cannot go straight under the influence of the earth's gravity, and will form a parabolic trajectory after a certain distance.

Considering the shooting practice in the morning, it seems that the effective straight-line shooting range of Bandak's crossbow is only about twenty meters. If it exceeds twenty meters, the problem of gravity must be considered. I remember that the video said that to overcome this problem, you need to rely on the scale cursor on the gun. When shooting, raise the corresponding cursor scale of the gun according to the corresponding distance and shoot.

Due to limited conditions, Aix cannot make a cursor for the crossbow, and it is not necessary in a cold weapon environment. As long as he calibrates slowly, he can find the elevation scale of the crossbow, and this problem can be solved quickly.

After more than a dozen attempts, he found out that at a distance of 0.5 meters, he needed to raise the crossbow by centimeters. After hitting the bull's eye several times in a row, he succeeded in filling the cup again.

At the same time, it also caused Yamila and Catherine to exclaim in approval. Although the teacher just nodded to him calmly and showed an approving smile, his heart was turbulent. Although he knew that he had contributed a lot, it was more due to Axe's own ability and understanding.

This made him keep repeating in his mind: "As expected of Mr. Aix, as expected of a noble lord." He would even keep a trust and respect for Aix in the future. The system flow is:

"Ding——, Bandak's affection for you increased by 20. The current value is 100, which has reached the level of great respect. The total value is 100."

However, Axe did not pay much attention to the changes in Bandak's heart. With his mind full of lust, he only saw the little stars twinkling in Yamila's eyes. The eyes that had once disappeared seemed to give the young man endless motivation. He ignored the pain in his back and forgot about the rubbing of his fingers on the string. Finally, when the sun was setting, he had achieved the proud result of hitting the bull's eye with 7 or 8 out of arrows.

This amazed the ignorant girls, Yamila and Catherine. They surrounded him, touched him, and asked him questions like fans seeing an oppa. Bandak even said in his heart: "Tsk tsk, he is worthy of being Mr. Aix, tsk tsk, he is worthy of being a noble lord..."

Seeing everyone surrounding him like a star again, Aix was very excited. It turned out that the world was a loser for him, and he could only achieve this situation when he got the first place in the class in elementary school.

At that time, he was surrounded by his family, who took turns hugging, clinging and kissing him. It was such a pleasure to be with them that if he hadn't considered the need to maintain his noble status, he would have laughed out loud without restraint, until his palms were sweating and his eyes were shining.

When dinner was ready, Old John returned to the warehouse. Yamila ran up to her father like a child offering a treasure and chattered about Axe's outstanding performance today.

After listening to his daughter's description, he looked at Aix with hope, as if he wanted to go up and chat with Aix, but then his eyes dimmed, and he lowered his head and sat down at his seat, eating in silence. The atmosphere immediately became cold, and the only sound left in the room was the sound of eating.

After dinner, Bandak and Old John went straight to the inner room. Harvey still kept his distance from him and went out to fool around. To avoid embarrassment, Axel took the initiative to help the two girls, Jamila, clean up the table, but was rejected by Catherine, who asked how could she let him do this.

He had no choice but to fetch a bucket of water and return to his room to wash off the stinky sweat from a day of shooting practice.

After that, he had to lie down on the bed and sleep. There was no other way. In those days, there were no mobile phones, televisions or computers. Young people could only go to bars and casinos to have fun, but he was not familiar with them, and Harvey, the only young man in the family, did not take him to play.

Besides, he didn't have much money. Although Old John gave him a few hundred copper coins after he came back, he was unwilling to spend the money on these things. He was alone in this world, and he had to have some money to keep on hand, which might be of great use in the future.

But reality is reality. It was fine when he was traveling for business, as he would fall asleep as soon as he lay down at night out of exhaustion. But now that he had some free time, his habitual insomnia came back. Although he had practiced crossbows for a whole day and his whole body was sore, especially his arms, he just couldn't fall asleep.

Thinking about the performance of Old John, the boss, in the past two days, as well as the various information he got from Old Ben, Yamila and others, Aix knew that the caravan was currently facing a crisis, a big crisis that was difficult to resolve.

This crisis must be related to olive oil. However, he was not a core member of the caravan, so he could not figure out the reason. He knew that everyone seemed to respect him, but they were not close to each other. He was still a guest, so he just let it go. He comforted himself in this way.

Thinking back to his experiences in this world, he felt the pressure from this world all the time. Was this the so-called spatial repulsion? How to survive better here became his most pressing problem, forcing him to think hard.

The buff of pretending to be a noble can only be used temporarily. As time goes by, everyone will become familiar with the noble around them, get used to him and then look at him as an equal. This is inevitable. The buff has a time limit. At present, he can only pretend to be mysterious and keep a distance from everyone to make this buff last longer.

If he wanted to change his current predicament, he had to make himself stronger. Twisting his sore shoulder, he thought about today's crossbow practice and knew that this was a good way for him to break through his current predicament.

As the saying goes, "to make a living, one must have a stable life." Learning the skill of crossbow and arrows can at least help one to make a living in this dark Middle Ages and increase one's ability to protect oneself. At worst, one can go hunting in the wild and make a living. In this way, practicing crossbow and arrows well can also be a skill to make a living, he consoled himself. So he made up his mind to practice crossbow and arrows well.

"Have you used your ranged weapons to attack in close combat? What if the enemy gets close to you? "

Thinking of this, he jumped out of bed, picked up the Norman sword on the table, stroked it, and thought of the knights who danced with swords and killed everyone in various film and television dramas in later generations. He immediately felt the heroic spirit of "I can conquer the world with a sword in my hand". He unconsciously imitated the sword flower, but the sword almost slipped out of his hand and hit his feet, which made him smile.

At the same time, I also clearly know that the so-called martial arts may exist, but it is definitely not the kind of magical wire hanging and special effects in film and television dramas. Moreover, this thing requires learning from a master. It is not something that can be achieved by blindly practicing. It also requires time and hard practice. It is impossible to achieve anything without the determination to sharpen a sword for ten years. If it takes ten years to achieve something, and it may not be of any use in reality, then it is too inconsistent with the character of a modern person to foolishly perform such a time-consuming and ineffective thing, so I just pass it up.

Looking at the spear that Bandak helped make on the wall next to him, he suddenly had an inspiration. His father had been a militia captain. When he was a child, he had read a book called "Militia Training Manual" at home, which contained several simple bayonet training moves. Under the influence of his father, he had also practiced with a wooden stick.

Later, when this military enthusiast was spamming on the forum, he read a post and got a deeper understanding of this bayonet technique and knew its extraordinary features. In the past, Xiao Ziyou used similar bayonet techniques to inflict heavy losses on the Eighth Route Army.

Moreover, this bayonet technique is simple and easy to learn, with only a few moves, and the most essential one is the thrust. As the saying goes: one move is enough to conquer the world, and if you practice it well, it can really kill the enemy and save your life. He shook the gun in his hand and felt that it was quite smooth, which increased his confidence, so he decided to add spear thrusting practice to his daily training.

After putting down the spear and returning to the bed, he continued to review other areas that could be improved. After thinking about it, he felt that his proficiency in language was the most urgent. Although he could currently communicate with Bandak and the others, the other party often said some words he did not understand, and he had to rely on the context and experience to understand the definitions. He did not know whether they were in line with the original meaning of the words, and he might make a fool of himself someday.

If you cannot master the language proficiently, especially the commonly used slang and colloquialisms, you will definitely always give people the feeling that you are a guest, so how can you integrate into the society?

In addition, he was not very good at writing the local language. If he could not write the local language fluently, wouldn't his more than ten years of learning be wasted? Moreover, according to his understanding, writing was an advanced skill in this world. Only middle and high nobles and some senior monks of the church had the opportunity to learn it. It was a must-learn skill for him to enter the upper class society.

To put it another way, even if I really can't make it in the future, it's okay to be a clerk for a great nobleman. It's better than living at the bottom of society with a precarious life!

Furthermore, the most fundamental driving force behind this guy's desire to learn the local language well is to be able to have more contact with Jamila through the opportunity of learning, so as to achieve his ulterior and dirty purpose.

Since meeting Aileyen a few days ago, the girl has kept her distance from him. She no longer comes up to him and chirps around him like a lark like before. If Old John hadn't deliberately kept a distance from Aileyen and parted ways with the bounty hunters the next day, if they had continued to stick together for a few more days, Yamila would have been kidnapped by this girl.

A gap has already arisen between the two of them. When they meet face to face and lock eyes, they always seem a little strange, and even their polite smiles are a little unnatural.

In Aix in the original world, he had two love affairs that ended in failure. Although they broke up in the end because he had no money, he had more or less gained some experience. He also learned a lot of strategies and thought he was quite knowledgeable. The girls in the original world were knowledgeable and hard to win over, but the simple girls in the Middle Ages were easy to win over.

With this psychological advantage, Aix decided to take action and spend the time after dinner every day learning the local language from Jamila.

We meet at dusk.

Holding the lamp and facing the beauty,

Sitting together holding a pen,

Kneeling down to read beautiful articles,

What a joy life is,

No one better than the people in this house.

As he was thinking, he unknowingly went off topic, threw the plan he had just carefully outlined out of the window, and fell into the beautiful fantasy world of his own imagination.

In short, starting from the second day, Aix practiced crossbows in the morning and spear thrusts in the afternoon according to his own plan. During the breaks, he also did physical exercises such as push-ups, squats, and sit-ups.

The month when the olives are ripe is a free time for the caravan. Except for Old John who rushes out every morning, everyone else has nothing to do. Seeing how enthusiastic he is in practicing, the others did not interfere. After Aix had practiced for two days, Bandak also went from observing and giving instructions to practicing with him.

With the addition of Bandak, Aix's crossbow skills not only improved, but his spear skills also improved rapidly. Bandak was an old mercenary. Not only did he have outstanding crossbow skills inherited from his family, he also had insights on swords and spears. After seeing Aix's thrusting practice, he saw the tricks in it, so he found two wooden sticks to practice with him. After some communication, Aix learned some combat experience that could not be learned by practice alone, and had a deeper understanding of the use of spears.

And the evening was the happiest moment of his day. Under his seemingly righteous but actually shameless request, Old John nodded and allowed Jamila to officially become his exclusive writing teacher. As there were often idle people coming and going in the outer hall of the warehouse, the two had to study in Jamila's boudoir, and Axe wished it could.

In Yamila's small boudoir, the two of them inevitably touched and scratched each other. The guy racked his brains to flatter her, and from time to time told the girl humorous jokes he learned in his previous world. The simple girl had never seen such things before, and she was only amused to the point of rolling her eyes and shaking her body.

Coupled with his relatively strong learning and comprehension abilities for this world, the girl's admiration for him turned into conquest, and the teacher-student relationship quickly changed. Their feelings quickly warmed up and then heated up, filling the boudoir with not only a cheerful and tacit learning atmosphere, but also a strong hormone atmosphere.