The rules was simple: make sure every opponent drops. If you slip you're out, if your whole body falls on the ground you're out. If you get tackled you're out but not the one who tackled you. If the enemy yells ‘yield’ while standing he or she is out.

Our strategy and formation was just what our opponents doing -- Two men having shield and sword, or spear, behind them was a support of two men with pike, halberd, or spear, but with one slight alteration.

Four of us were in the standard popular formation; me and Wendy held our buckler and sword while John and Grayson supported us with their superior range of pike and halberd.

Indeed, this set up is well overused that our opponent was exactly like us, but I made our flanker not flank but to tank.

John told me that the flanker usually decide the outcome of the battle, once a team flanker/runner defeats an opponent's flanker/runner not only the leader is out but then the surviving flanker can easily harass the enemy once the two groups clashed.

Of course there other tactics and strategy that can easily beat this but this is what John, Grayson, and Billy are familiar with so I can't just tell them to use other tactics they have no experience in. But, they liked my plan on making Billy a heavy hitter the only flaw in this is that flanker can easily exploit our slow tank that's why we escorted him as he advances to the enemy, the next flaw I can think is if they break formation and do a man for man fight, which wouldn't be best for them.

And thankfully they didn't spread out and just waited with confusion as the enemy flanker just looked at us in confusion until Billy was striking range of the enemy.

“Wendy, once Billy engages, I want you to keep that flanker busy.”

Even if he's heavily armoured there are still this pike and halberd on them-- effective against his type of armor as mom told me in training.

Nodding she quickly moved out as Billy swung his war hammer made the kid rattle and pushed back by his strength, the crowd cheered loud as the poor guy who got his shield blown off and ran in shock. It grew louder as Billy kept his onslaught while I shielded him from the pike and halberds while John and Grayson pushed any counter attack from the enemy.

“Wahh!”

Another recoil from Billy as he swatted another shield that sent the guy reeling in fear. It was a sound victory. Not only their front line of sword and shield got decimated with two swings from our tank but Wendy managed to flank the remaining two when she downed the enemy leader... Quicker than what I expect and even giving me a smile. They yielded as we surrounded them.

“Haha! Billy! Billy! Billy!”

“Yeargh? Warren Guardsmen! ”

“With this formation we're unstoppable! Ahaha!”

“We did it!”

All huddled in joy and helmet clanked together as we walked back to our benches.

“Now. That's something new! Well done guardsmen you get in to the semi finals! ”

Commented Katherine when she began checking if we had any injuries of sorts. Such was our excitement and victory that Wendy offered to buy us drinks and food.

“Well why not, four teams are still going to fight with a few minuets break, but don't stay out too long or you'll be crossed out.”

They all said they were fine but I found myself some light bruises but nothing serious.