26: Act 8: The Bloodstained Forest_3 26: Act 8: The Bloodstained Forest_3 In the Amber Sword, he had seen many newbies, just like these young men.
Passion is a good thing, but it shouldn’t cloud one’s judgment.
He had to recite the militia’s combat regulations in a deep voice.
Everyone present had memorized them, but few could recall this dry yet valuable experience in the heat of battle.
It must be said, Brand was an anomaly.
Sophie had all the memories of that young man’s last battle.
As a recruit, his performance was outstanding.
Even from the perspective of a Senior Warrior, he had to admit that Brand indeed had an exceptional Talent in swordsmanship—the only pity was that he encountered the wrong battle at the wrong time.
On the other side, under Sophie’s reminder, the lads indeed calmed down.
But that wasn’t enough; Sophie knew these guys needed to gain a bit of advantage to build confidence, or the morale that had been rallied in a short time would collapse easily.
The wind grew weaker.
The skeleton soldiers, rattling in their chain armor, prepared to counterattack.
They tried to regain balance, but Sophie’s voice had already directed Buqi’s militia to change their tactics:
“Listen up, these low-level soldiers of Madara lack intelligence and move slowly.
Their biggest weakness is turning around.
Try to move to the left of the direction they hold their swords, there’s a blind spot where you can attack safely…”
“Markmi, you and Essen attack from left and right.
Do you know how to cover?
Yes, attract that Bone Skeleton’s attention, just like that.”
Sophie half-lay on a rock, eyes glued to the battlefield, pointing out what the next move should be.
His words seemed to carry a special Magic Power, compelling people to believe—this is what we call the power of confidence, steady and calm, making others instinctively rely on it when they are at a loss.
Buqi’s militia quickly reaped the benefits.
First, under his guidance, Eike paid the price of a sword to the thigh but sliced off a skeleton soldier’s shinbone.
Then his partner, Little Phenix, rushed up and thrust his sword through the Bone Skeleton’s skull.
At the moment the Longsword pierces the skull, the icy monster clattered and fell apart, the Soul Fire in its eye socket flickered slightly and quickly dimmed.
A hint of golden light flew out from the scattered bones and entered Sophie’s chest not far away.
Sophie froze for a moment.
Unlike the last time, he clearly felt the abnormality this time—Experience Points, he suddenly realized.
But before he could verify it, he heard the triumphant shouts of the young militia who had defeated their enemy.
“My God, I did it!” Eike could hardly believe it, clutching his bleeding wound and shouting, “Brand, how did you know this?”
Sophie smiled slightly.
These experiences were all summarized with his comrades in the game, each seemingly insignificant piece of knowledge was filled with profound lessons, honed through countless battles and deaths.
Brand had learned some similar knowledge during militia training, but to Sophie, it was too shallow, too shallow.
If that knowledge could improve his combat effectiveness against skeleton soldiers by 10%, then Sophie’s should be by half or more.
From the year 375 to the Second Epoch, Sophie’s long-standing experience fighting Madara made him well-versed in everything from the lowest skeleton soldiers to the highest-ranking Witch Demon, Bone Dragon, and even Vampire Lord.
In terms of understanding this Dark Kingdom, perhaps no one in Erune could match him now, after all, before the first Black Rose War, the relationship between Madara and the Bright World hadn’t escalated to such tension.
Friction and conflict were not so frequent either—
Of course, these experiences were also one of the things Sophie was most proud of in this World.
Relying on his familiarity with this World, he had the confidence to continue on, step by step, to the height he once reached.
But now, he had to finish the task at hand.
He wasn’t sure if the gust of wind from earlier had drawn any further attention.
For safety, he had to make it a quick battle.
Thinking of this, his gaze landed on the Corpse Witch.
This was a tricky enemy.
Some friends don’t quite understand what chart this book is aiming to top and the criteria for making the chart,
This book aims to top the New Book Potential Weekly Chart.
The criteria for entering the New Book Chart: after becoming a Qidian author, the second or more published work, total word count below 200,000 words, added to the Qidian book library within 30 days, and updated at least once every three days.
The formula for calculating the potential value of new books and new authors is: weekly clicks *5 + weekly recommendations *10 + total collection /2.
Then clicks only count member clicks, must be logged in as a member and clicked for it to count, and only once every 6 hours.
Today, the book’s ranking has arduously risen by 2 places to 22nd, hoping to improve more tomorrow.
Finally, keep wishing, and reach the top 12 for a three-chapter burst.)