Bringing the MC system to Middle-earth

After confirming that there was nothing particularly important, the two old men left and returned to their respective posts.

One went to school, and the other went to the farm.

The roadside fort was not established for a long time, but the size of the population has been increasing day by day.

Nowadays, an army of a certain size can be formed.

The military camp was also established.

On the playground, the soldiers were training attentively, and no one was distracted to look elsewhere. The discipline was quite good.

So when Levi arrived, the first person to notice him was a vagrant who was resting.

He greeted Levi.

With this vagrant taking the lead, others paid attention.

Swish——

Following the signal of a vagrant instructor, the soldiers immediately stopped their actions and gathered together, standing in rows in an orderly manner at a fairly fast speed, and then straightened their chests and looked forward in unison. After doing this, they stood still like stones.

Levi took a step forward.

Snap!

The soldiers closest to him at the back of the army immediately turned around and moved to the side in an orderly manner, leaving space for him to pass smoothly.

Quite smoothly.

Levi continued to move forward, and the soldiers in front of him continued to retreat to both sides in an orderly manner. After confirming that he had passed, the soldiers behind him stood back in their original positions according to the original trajectory.

With this smooth change, Levi walked to the front unimpeded in a short while.

Looking back at this time, the army formation was still neat and unchanged.

Looking at this group of energetic soldiers, Levi couldn't help but nod.

"How is it." At this time, a nomad instructor next to him asked.

"Good, great."

This is definitely trained according to the standards of the elf army.

The nomads are really nice, and they really teach you something.

"As long as you are satisfied."

"But some things can't be judged by appearances."

The younger of the vagrant instructors said, "Why don't you try these guys' skills? Some of them are particularly talented."

"Oh?"

Levi became a little interested. He casually pulled out a steel sword from the weapon rack next to him and said, "Then let me see."

The young vagrant instructor smiled at him, turned around and shouted, "Who wants to practice with our legendary lord!"

Boom.

Hundreds of soldiers stepped forward together.

If any of them hesitated for half a second, they wouldn't be so neat.

The vagrant instructor nodded and said to the soldiers with satisfaction, "Yes, even if the opponent is an invincible existence, none of you are timid."

"I hope you can still maintain this courage when the opponent is a real enemy."

Hearing this, the soldiers stood straighter.

No one spoke, but it was obvious that everyone had expressed their attitude.

For the lord, it is our duty!

Although now they seem to want to fight the lord more.

"Don't worry."

A vagrant came over and said to Levi: "Our teaching is unreserved. Everyone will at least know some basic combat skills. Don't worry that they can't bear it. Just attack at will."

"Well, thank you for your hard work."

Levi nodded, and he was actually a little nervous.

They have been trained, but I haven't...

Due to past experiences and characteristics, for Levi, there are only two results in fighting:

Life or death.

The purpose of attacking is to end life. If you can bear it, you can fight with Levi. If you can't bear it, then there is only one result, which is losing your life.

At the same time, for him, the strength of the enemy is only two levels, or two categories:

Those who can be killed and those who can't be killed.

As for the game of skills in the battle process, there are few, very few, one is against the corpse demon, and the other is against the fire demon. It's just that for these two unconventional enemies, special powers and equipment are obviously more important.

Shaking his head, Levi sighed.

Forget it, anyway, I have sword skills as a backup. Excluding those big killer moves, I can be invincible just by dodging, blocking and disarming.

With a mentality of "it doesn't matter if I get hit twice, it's family", Levi faced a young man who was said to be the best learner among this batch of recruits.

The soldier took a deep breath and saluted Levi solemnly.

From his slightly trembling arms, it can be seen that the young man is not very calm. His eyes are mixed with passion, admiration and uneasiness.

"Come on." Levi said softly.

So the young soldier stepped forward and swung the sword in his hand.

Ding!

The long sword was blocked at a tricky angle, and the arm of the young soldier swung the sword moved to the side uncontrollably, and the whole person took a step back.

When he adjusted his body and stood up again, he suddenly broke out in a cold sweat.

The lord in front of him was still standing there, not moving at all, but the soldier knew that he had lost.

Just a short while ago, the lord thought that his heart had been pierced several times.

The soldiers adjusted their mentality and continued to attack, but no matter how they fought, the conclusion was the same - if this was a real battlefield and the lord was a real enemy, he would be dead as soon as he met him.

There was no chance at all.

He shook his head and bowed to Levi in ​​conviction: "I lost!"

After the simple instruction, the nomad instructors nodded and evaluated the performance of the young man, and most of the other soldiers also glanced at the soldier who asked for advice.

No one paid much attention to Levi, and no one was surprised by his casual crushing.

In everyone's opinion, this was normal performance, and it should be like this.

There was no reason. If you have to ask, it can only be said that he was Levi.

But what they didn't know was that Levi himself was also surprised.

Because in the guidance and sparring just now, he didn't use sword skills or anything else at all, just completely relying on his own honed combat skills and habitual instincts to react.

"That's right..."

Looking at another soldier who came up to ask for advice, Levi smiled.

He was too stubborn.

The so-called combat skills, after all, serve for combat, and as for combat-

Ask the instructors, generals, and leaders who teach combat skills to soldiers in the entire Middle-earth, which one has personally ended the lives of tens of thousands of Orcs?

Even compared with the elves, even the most warlike woodland elves in Middle-earth, their king Thranduil, who has lived for more than 6,000 years, has not killed more orcs than Levi.

War is the best training.

That is to say, the people who have been fighting together are also veterans of the battlefield, which makes Levi feel that he is too mediocre from beginning to end.

Not to mention Gandalf and other wizards, the average age is older than this continent.

Just look at the dwarves at the beginning. Except for Kili and Fili, each of them is over 200 years old. They are all old warriors who have killed countless orcs. Although many of them had to change their jobs to mend pots and shoes and forge iron to subsidize the lives of the tribe after the fall of Lonely Mountain, there is a saying that the sword is still sharp.

Then there is Farodan, who is also an old man, and a wanderer who is on the front line of the battle every day.

Apart from these people, there are Bard, Thranduil, Dain, Legolas in the Battle of Five Armies...

Each of them is a master, either a hexagonal iron barrel warrior or a special talent with unique skills, and each can give people different surprises.

Perhaps when he was just starting out a few years ago, Levi would seem a little mediocre compared to them.

But now.

After the war, everyone started to do their own things, or busy, or guarding their own territories as usual.

--Except Levi, his steps never stopped for a moment, and the sword in his hand never stopped swinging.

He is no longer the rookie who was reckless a few years ago.

Clang.

Another soldier fell to the ground and admitted defeat, looking quite depressed.

The instructor who had been watching sighed, helped him up, and said: "If you want your lord to take it seriously, then keep working hard, at least try not to let him be distracted when he asks for guidance next time."

This sentence also brought Levi back to his thoughts.

It's broken, it seems to have hit the confidence of the new recruits.

"Ahem."

Levi put the steel sword in his hand back to the weapon rack and said, "Very good, compared to me, what you lack is only real fighting."

"You are all much better than the first time I came into contact with the battle. At that time, I was in a mess and almost lost my life."

"I believe that when the day comes when you really need to swing your weapons at the enemy, you will definitely have a better performance."

With just a few simple words, it is obvious that the morale of this group of soldiers has risen all of a sudden.

It doesn't matter what it says, what matters is that this is what the lord said.

Levi nodded, and suddenly saw a soldier staring at him, with uncontrollable curiosity in his eyes.

He immediately pointed out this soldier and asked him to speak.

"I want to know what the enemy you encountered for the first time was like."

"Oh, this."

Levi thought about it for a while.

"It's from the corpse demon."