Quadruple split

Finally, under the gaze of countless eyes, the red side finally reacted after a short silence that was not too long, but under the current rhythm, it could almost be said that it was a crime committed by its own troops.

It was a completely ordinary reaction that no one expected.

First of all, just as La Yisi said, Theresa recalled the mobile troops around the position that had automatically set out after searching for the enemy, and asked them to immediately return to two important areas codenamed [Nuts] and [Ribbon]. In the position, at the same time, the red side also carried out some high-frequency military maneuvers that were the same as before. Although they were ingenious and watertight in the eyes of others, they had become basic operations in this deduction, and then... nothing more. .

There was no hearty retaliatory attack, no large-scale dispatching that made people cry, and there was no such magical operation as pretending to be a pig, eating a tiger, and revealing the hole cards that made people's eyes tremble. The red side just made what Lai Si had previously called the best choice. Wisely, he issued the order to return to defense and took back the two positions penetrated by the blue team at a very low cost. Then there was nothing impressive.

At least in the eyes of most people, that's the case.

There is a saying that this kind of timely stop loss is indeed very cost-effective. Judging from the results, although two very important positions were briefly lost, the price paid by the red side was only a small number of garrison troops and some resources. In the end, not only After retaking the position, they even discovered two blue elites who had been quietly integrated at some point. They were strong but had no obvious presence.

It is true that there is a loss on the books, but if you analyze it carefully, the cost that was bound to expand into serious losses has been reduced to less than one-tenth, which can be regarded as a small profit.

The spectators who did not see the stroke of genius inevitably felt a little disappointed, not only because the blue team, which had dedicated a wonderful raid, gained nothing in the end, but also because the red team still continued to play cards even when their opponents did not follow common sense. Disappointed by this behavior.

It is unreasonable to feel disappointed when a player obviously did the right thing, but that is often the case with people. Many viewers prefer to see gorgeous skills, impressive operations, miraculous comebacks, etc. , and the victory or defeat itself is not unimportant, in a certain sense it is not very important.

Just like many sports, it is also about scoring. The applause and screams caused by simple goals and tricks such as tomahawk dunks and upside-down golden hooks are very different. But from the perspective of victory and defeat, both sides The scores obtained are the same.

To put it bluntly, it is a matter of viewing.

And words such as spectacle, miracle, and madness can be perfectly combined with victory and defeat. Victory and goals alone are enough to detonate the audience and make people hooked. For example... uh... ...national football team?

I have to admit, this is a sad story.

It is necessary to mention that in my personal opinion, the fundamental reason why we condemn the above-mentioned examples is that we still have a glimmer of hope for them. No matter how slim this hope is, everyone still wants to waste time and The energy and saliva used to criticize it is not necessarily out of malice. On the contrary, I believe that many people hope that people in related fields will not show off, but use their achievements to shut up the big guys. This kind of slap in the face In fact, it is what many people are looking forward to day and night.

If that competitive activity no longer has the qualification to be despised by everyone, then it is truly ‘dead’, because no one will have expectations for it anymore.

Maybe no matter whether it is a frontal criticism or a secret allusion, it cannot prove that we love it, but at least it is enough to prove that we cannot let it go.

Assuming that one day all of us really put it down, that would be the saddest thing about it.

So, let’s get down to business.

In the eyes of many people, the result of the previous round of confrontation was very simple and clear, that is: Foster wisely stopped losses in time, while Priest Heifan failed to seize the opportunity, resulting in limited results.

But in fact, no one really believed what they saw. On the emotional side, it was out of the desire for big scenes and reversals; on the rational side, no one thought that the two people who could play at this level were really that innocent.

Just because I didn't see a stroke of genius doesn't mean there isn't a stroke of genius on the field!

Including La Yisi and Lei Yisi in the commentary box, most people felt this way.

…

"How's it going, brother?"

After gently ruffling Blake's hair, Her Highness Elisa Logan, who was rarely overly affectionate to the latter, gracefully folded her legs and asked softly: "Can you tell anything?"

Blake shook his head and smiled bitterly: "Sister, you really think too highly of me. To be honest, this deduction is no longer something that people like me can understand. Did you see those people in the audience watching the excitement? ?Now I am actually no different from them."

Fiyali, who was sitting in the back, smacked her lips, leaned on the backrest and muttered in a low voice: "What this kid said is too exaggerated..."

"It's not an exaggeration, Sister Fiyali."

Blake did not ignore this complaint, which was not deliberately lowered. Instead, he turned to the saint of wealth who was quite responsible when he was in a coma and said with a smile: "I'm really just telling the truth. It means belittling oneself.”

Feiyali raised her eyebrows slightly and said narrowly: "So your level as a brat is really just that? Is it about the same as those people in the audience?"

"Melon-eating masses?"

Blake blinked at first, and then realized that this was probably some kind of complaint that did not belong to this world, and nodded briskly: "Let's put it this way, Sister Fiyali, I think I have some talent in conducting, maybe The church exaggerates when promoting its achievements, but the reason why the Crusaders were able to severely injure the Lacerated Queen and plunge those blood barbarians into civil strife a few months ago was indeed because of several suggestions I made."

"so what?"

Fiyali leaned on the chair sloppily, stuffed a piece of dried fruit into her mouth, and asked vaguely: "What do you want to express?"

"What I want to express is very simple, Sister Fiyali."

Blake rubbed the tip of his nose, slumped his shoulders and said, "I can be considered a half-knowledgeable person. Even if my level is limited, I won't be much worse than Pastor Richard from Tianhui Theological Seminary or the two young ladies who are responsible for explaining. But Under this premise, I am no different from other spectators watching this game.”

Feiyali laughed dryly and said with the corners of her lips raised: "So it's not that you are too weak, but those two guys are too strong?"

"That's probably what it feels like."

Blake sighed deeply, his voice full of awkwardness and helplessness: "Seeing this level of confrontation, and thinking back to when Brother Hei Fan praised me before... I always feel like I was completely fooled."

"Didn't you say you can't understand?"

"It's just because I can't understand..."

…

"Do you understand?"

Mo Tan, who was sitting in front of the command seat, turned his head slightly and smiled at the girl beside him who was writing furiously.

"I can't understand."

Yuchen gave the answer without raising his head. After writing the last stroke, he breathed a sigh of relief, raised his little face and said with a smile: "But that kind of thing doesn't really matter, as long as it can help this person." That’ll be fine~”

Mo Tan nodded, then looked away and whispered: "Actually, I didn't help much..."

Yu Chen: "......."

It's hard to describe in words, but the girl's originally energetic figure has turned pale.

"Well, I originally planned to wait until the game is over before telling you."

Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose and said with a sneer: "Actually, I just asked you to help write the command card. Don't disturb me. I just wanted to divert your attention, Yuchen. After all, you seemed very angry at the time."

The little mouth opened into a cute O shape. Yuchen froze on the spot for a long time before sternly glaring at Mo Tan and saying angrily: "I'm really sorry that I'm so difficult to coax!"

"Well, it's actually not bad."

Mo Tan lowered his eyes and looked at the sand table, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Do you know why I suddenly confessed?"

Yu Chen reached out angrily and patted Mo Tan on the arm, and said unhappily: "Should I act super curious?"

“Because I have always been very confident before, and I felt that even if Foster was a little trickier than I thought, I would still be able to win this game handsomely. No matter whether you worked hard to help or not, the result would not change. "

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes and scanned the location and information of each mark on the sand table at an extremely fast speed. A layer of fine beads of sweat gradually appeared on his forehead: "Your Highness Elisa's previous words were very enlightening, although I He is indeed a particularly unpromising person, but many things are difficult to change based on personal will, and I have to admit... No, it should be said that I am very happy that I, with this virtue, can also have a skill."

Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then subconsciously murmured: "...Mo Tan?"

"Call me Hei Fan."

Mo Tan raised his hands slightly and chuckled while moving his fingers: "In short, I did realize that being cool occasionally is beneficial to reducing trouble for myself, so in order to be able to live more leisurely in the future, I started to move The idea of ​​taking this opportunity to seriously show off the limelight, the result..."

The girl who sneaked up behind Mo Tan at some point smiled silently, stretched out her little hand and put it on the former's shoulder: "What's the result?"

"As a result, I suddenly discovered that Captain Foster is not just 'trickier than imagined'. In fact, this guy is much more terrifying than I imagined."

Mo Tan's voice didn't reveal the slightest trace of annoyance, and he just said in a casual tone: "I'm afraid it's a bit difficult to win this game so handsomely."

There was no panic at all. Yu Chen, who noticed that Mo Tan had not lost his fighting spirit, smiled and said, "That's really hard work for this guy."

"No, thank you for your hard work."

Mo Tan shook his head and asked softly: "Do you know why I confessed that you didn't help me just now?"

Yuchen still maintained a clean and clear smile: "If you want me to know... it should be because you may really need my help next time, right?"

"Well, that's the first point."

Mo Tan glanced at the small hand on his shoulder and nodded lightly.

"Oh? What's the second important point?"

"I'm a person who always likes to muddle through things, so if there's no good reason, I can't help but be lazy no matter what, trying to make myself more relaxed and comfortable."

"I don't think this is a shortcoming."

"But I still want to win this game."

"Hmm, obviously this person didn't want to put pressure on me before~"

"I think this will make you happier."

"Okay, so what?"

"So, if possible, can you please give me a reason to go all out to win?"

"sure."

"It would be great."

"But you shouldn't be stupid enough to delete your account or disappear after finishing the call, right? Then there will be a one-stop process of dropping out of school and moving 'outside'. I remember that there are similar scenes in many series."

"Won't."

"never?"

"Not now."

"You obviously like lying, but you tell me the truth at this time..."

"sorry."

"Forget it, I'll forgive you this time."

"Thanks."

"Then...the reason is, is this okay? Ahem..."

The girl took a deep breath, cleared her throat, then pressed Mo Tan's shoulders fiercely, leaned over and shouted in his ear: "Help me win! Hei Fan!"

"What the hell is 'people'~"

Mo Tan laughed dumbly, then his eyes narrowed, and he said solemnly: "But...as you wish, Lady~"

…

A minute later, when Yuchen trotted to the deduction stage in the central area and quickly entered the command cards in his hand into the host, the red team was located in a small position on the outer edge of the battlefield, codenamed [Clementine]. The supply point was directly razed to the ground.

Almost a replica of the raid not long ago, a group of elite spellcasters carefully hidden in every corner of the battle line gathered like ghosts in a blind spot on one side of the position. Under the cover of a large number of heavily armored warriors who had inexplicably gathered nearby, they only used After two rounds of joint casting, the target point was directly leveled.

At the same time, the red side once again took advantage of the first move gained after the first round of confrontation. With more areas under its control, it slowly but firmly advanced a certain distance, continuously compressing the blue side's space for movement.

"It's really breathtaking."

Lamorlock in the audience covered his cheeks and laughed exaggeratedly: "Seven points, two exaggerated disguises, and a hidden bait, three of the remaining four breakthroughs were blocked in advance, and they were blocked." The one who succeeded was probably vaguely aware of it... This is really exciting, genius, genius! Is that person really Foster Ward?"

"Everyone saw Foster walking into the faceoff zone."

"so what?"

"How to say?"

"Everyone also saw that Lord Sin has arrived in Academy City~"

Chapter 1,317: End