Whether at the individual level, at the level of a squad or a large army, it often happens that the side that clearly has the upper hand loses inexplicably.
People can always list a lot of data when doing post-mortem research and analysis, especially the more people a battle has, the more variables will be affected - the right time, place and people: weather factors, terrain factors, personnel morale and equipment, command Various problems arise one after another, causing most of the defeats that could have been won to be analyzed as the result of a series of complex variables. The post-event report alone would fill a lengthy volume - but.
Strip away these "differences", and there is always an unchanging core in situations like this where we should have an advantage but always face a disastrous defeat.
An old Lamanite scholar said: "The favorite mistake made by the victors of the last war is to carry their experience into the next war intact."
The "advantageous side" in the eyes of the world is often based on the popular understanding at the time. They are the best in the current military doctrine system, with mature and well-trained techniques, and the tactics they adopt can often gain advantages when dealing with imaginary enemies based on their equipment and tactics.
It is like the unparalleled hoplite corps of the old Laman Empire that combined the strengths of various forces: mature tactics and command systems, excellent and advanced weapons and equipment, allowing them to face old opponents-usually other people of that era. The force's heavy infantry——the winning rate is extremely high.
But that's exactly the problem.
There are no perfect weapons or military services in this world, and there is no one trick that is popular all over the world. A complete and single-specialized army performs well against the targets it is trained for, but once the enemy's arms are diametrically opposed to the targets it targets, or the war situation and military thinking change.
They will appear at a loss and out of place. It was as if the small boats of the Skings, who were good at landing on shoals and conducting sneak attacks along the coast, were forced to join the naval battle of large warships, and their reputation was ruined in one day.
To put it in more popular terms, it is a situation in which ordinary people have the advantage but are defeated.
Often stems from a lack of ability to cope with new things.
In battle, on the battlefield.
The biggest enemy is the unknown.
When the tactics you are proud of don't work; when your confident weapons cannot effectively kill or even knock down the enemy; when your companions fall one after another and you can't even figure out what happened. What.
No matter how elite a team is, morale will collapse.
——So the ability to grasp the battlefield situation is the biggest difference between a veteran and a well-trained but inexperienced novice.
She felt like her mind was clearer than ever.
The land of Crescent Continent is inextricably linked to the past of the Luoan people. Ever since arriving, Mira has been constantly reminded of the series of small details. It is difficult not to notice.
But these things that can be seen with the naked eye are only secondary.
There is something in the body that is connected to this land.
Just by existing here and traveling on this land, my whole person has undergone incredible changes.
All of this did not come suddenly, but has accumulated for a long time, until today it emerges from the cocoon and becomes a butterfly.
But our white-haired girl did not turn into some kind of powerful ghost-like being in an instant.
This is a feeling that is difficult to simply encapsulate in words.
Just like taking a bath with the right water temperature, after a high-quality sleep, the body and mind are relaxed, so the muscles and bones all over the body are active, and the mind becomes sharp and quick - those details that were not noticed, those things that she could not react to before, she feels that now she can do it. Can keep up.
The other world was still unknown to her—but not the Platinum warrior standing in front of her.
No matter how much he yearns for the darkness and how willing he is to devote himself to it, he is still a mortal at least for now. He will make human mistakes and have the same thinking and decision-making as humans.
"Don't underestimate yourself too much, and don't imagine your enemy to be too powerful."
“Stick to the basic facts, don’t speculate, and start with what you already know.”
"Ask 'why'."
This is the way Henry taught her to think.
The other party is a human being, not some great and invincible god-like existence.
The basic known fact is that she is in the inner world, a strange space different from the original world, and is separated from the teacher and other people.
The method of separation is unknown and would be too time consuming to contemplate. So what's more important is purpose.
'Why' would he separate them?
It's 'why' this person came to him in person.
The answer is actually quite obvious.
The white-haired girl who stirred up magic power had attracted the attention of ghouls in the past, and during the fight outside the shrine, these people came towards her first - the magic power contained in her body was very important to these guys from Plaxia. It could be said to be a threat, or it could be valuable, or it could be both.
At the same time, even though she was a little reluctant, she had to admit that she was the weaker one in the team.
So the enemy's purpose was clear - her sharp thinking allowed her to capture these details in a very short time.
Use some method to spread the combat power, and prioritize high-value targets to deal with.
——The first conclusion can be drawn from this: 'This person judged that his winning rate in head-on battles was not high' - This was natural, because his other companions could not last long in fighting outside.
And if they had the confidence to win absolutely from the beginning, they might take the initiative to attack when they encounter a sudden encounter.
Precisely because they had more important goals and did not have absolute confidence in their own combat effectiveness, these people chose a more conservative plan: pulling the front line backward to take advantage of the traps set earlier - although they did not actually gain much time - in the previous battles Although those people have the desire to attack, it is more like delaying time to cover the people inside.
Although that stupid persuasion was based on fanatical blind faith, there might also be some reason in it that didn't want to fight.
Think and analyze. Taking the next step based on the conclusion she reached - which seemed reckless but was actually conservative - she thrust her sword forward with her toes.
"Dang Qiang——" The Otolo standard long swords with almost the same appearance collided together. After an ordinary block and side dodge, the opponent was not forced back by the sword tip and used his superb reaction ability to press forward, but even though Mira was inferior in physical ability, but she was a real swordsman - she deflected the edge of the sword and pushed the opponent's long sword outward, then turned the tip of the sword in an instant. While the opponent was approaching from the side, she just turned her wrist and turned the tip of the sword. Thrust followed again.
"Tsk!" The short-haired Luoan man arrogantly pulled back the long sword with one hand. With a "Clang!" the long sword was pushed away and hit the fake blade of Mira's long sword from top to bottom. The thin blades of the sword bite together, and the vibration transmitted through the sword body makes her mouth numb. And then after the scene where the Platinum swordsman controlled the Luoan girl, he suddenly tried to push her sword down with one hand with brute force - at the same time, he turned sideways forward again, with his empty hand. His left hand grabbed the Luoan girl's sword-wielding wrist.
She was superior in skill but inferior in strength and physique. The moment she realized this, she no longer went deep to avoid being disarmed by her opponent. She released her back hand and slapped the weighted ball of her long sword hard, causing the bite point where the two blades met to vibrate. After letting go, he kicked the ground and immediately distanced himself.
"Suka!" The Luoan man cursed and then pushed forward again, but Mira did not just retreat blindly, because if she retreated in a hurry, she would only fall into the opponent's rhythm. She took a small step back and immediately stood firm. And raised his sword to attack again. A fast and fierce slash aimed at the side of the opponent's head, the movement was fast but very obvious, so the opponent raised his sword to block as she expected - "Dang Qiang -!!"
Counterattack to force back, stand firm, and ensure that the tip of the sword is pointed at the opponent's vitals again.
She regained her composure, and although she couldn't cause any harm, she didn't lose anything.
Two steel swords of similar quality both had gaps after the collision. Mira gasped for air, but although her opponent was breathing smoothly, the sullenness and anxiety on his face became more and more obvious, and his eyes were a little wandering, as if his concentration was not complete. On her body - this gave the white-haired girl the second piece of information she needed.
Her friendly forces, including Henry, were separated.
She didn't know where they were thrown. The naked eye couldn't see very far in this red and bloody forest.
So she didn't know, and it was difficult to spend time in the battle looking for it - but this man knew.
If they were thrown far away and couldn't come back for a while, then he could easily defeat himself. But judging from the current reaction, this is obviously not the case.
Although there was something wrong with her, it was obvious that this person was still young and did not know how to control his emotions, and now his irritability was clearly written on his face.
This was a good thing for Mira - she remembered what Henry had done in the inner world a long time ago, even though her mind was groggy at the time.
And there are no fireworks in hand now.
But she now feels like she can use something similar to the concept.
Ever since I was a child, I could occasionally hear the whisper in my ear when I woke up from a dream.
Before meeting Henry, before experiencing all kinds of things, and before the current experience, she had always thought that it was just a beautiful fantasy when she was tired and lacked sleep-if I could do magic, how much would my life change? .
The inner world is a place where the concept of "disappearance" almost does not exist. Everything is condensed. If there is a substantial memory, people with higher quality can contact, experience, and learn from it.
Although the magicians in Rigar have formulated a hierarchy and established an academy, most contemporary people, including her in the past, believe that all magicians are from formal academies, learn from the words and deeds of the previous generation, and soak in a sea of books. from.
But the college's history is actually much shorter than they thought.
Most magicians in history.
They are all self-taught.
Exposure to the floating memory fragments allowed them to understand subtly how to do it, just like children learning to speak, watching the actions of adults but subconsciously imitating them even though they don't understand the reasons.
so.
She wanted to have light.
Then there was light.
"Iluna——!!!"
"Bang-bang-bang!!!"
The bright and pure light bloomed in the bloody sunset, allowing everyone who had not been moved too far to understand the direction they should go.
"Be clever!!" The short-haired Luoan young man who instantly understood her plan rushed over with gritted teeth. After releasing her magic, Mira only had time to raise her sword to block the opponent. This seemed to have huge flaws and no rules, but because of his speed, And power but still brutal swings.
"When——!!" The long sword of Otolo, which was quite tough, bent under the attack. It took away most of its strength, but the remaining part was still enough to cause an impact on her through the hard leather armor.
"Pah-dong -" "Boooooooooooo -" The Luoan girl suddenly lost her center of gravity and fell to the ground, while the long sword spun and flew out.
The lightweight Crescent Island leather armor turned the attack that should have broken a rib into a few bruises. She was a little dizzy but still maintained her consciousness and fighting spirit.
"Boom-boom!" "Roar-" The Platinum swordsman, whose veins bulged out and his eyes turned into pitch black, let out an inhuman roar and swung the long sword in his hand like a club as he approached. Mira quickly He stood up and took out his small sword and cut the leather strap of the long sword's scabbard. Then he held the end of the scabbard with one hand and used the metal sheath protection in front as a light blunt instrument to hit his opponent's head.
"Crack——" "Woo——" The heavy blow made the man move. Even if his body was alienated and he was hit on the forehead, he would still be dizzy - and then the white-haired girl took advantage of her smaller body to steal from him. While dodging from the side, he stabbed the knife into his unprotected side waist.
"Sokka!!" Swordsman Placia covered her wound and turned around. This small sword was the original gift given to her by Henry. Its material was the same as Claymore - and she had indeed been there before. During the battle, I noticed the fact that the teacher's sword was extremely poisonous to these people.
Not long after he got it, the long sword was twisted and knocked away, and the small sword also stabbed the opponent's body.
"Ha!" But she held the scabbard with both hands and attacked again.
"Bang——!" The swift and straight swing was easily caught by the opponent.
"Crack!!" With a little force on his palm, the wooden core scabbard covered with cowhide was crushed to pieces.
She pulled away, farther this time.
"Ha-ha-" The use of magic power and the continuous battles consumed her already weak physical energy. She gasped, her short white bangs sticking to her forehead that was stained with some mud.
"Crack-" The crushed scabbard was thrown to the ground. The young Luoan man with bulging veins gritted his teeth and held the dagger stuck to his side.
"Uh-huh -" He pulled out, then threw away the dagger with a look of disgust.
There are no weapons left.
Maybe I should have pulled out the knife before putting the scabbard on.
She thought, and then she heard the very familiar voice behind her.
"Get down." The male voice remained calm as always.
"Bang——" The white light in the sky slowly dissipated until this moment.
"Wha--" The intertwined red and white brilliance reflected on the slender blade with vague patterns like mountains and rivers.
A steady and unwavering horizontal slash.
The roar stopped abruptly.
"Patta-" followed by the sound of something juicy and heavy falling to the ground.
"Well done." The sage looked at the light in the air and the traces of the battle on the ground, and stretched out his hand to his disciple.
"It doesn't matter who taught me." She wiped her bangs, grabbed the hand and responded with a bright smile.
