Quadruple split

At the same time, while Mika was having a drink with Lucie, who occupied the bar counter most of the time, Gu Xiaole spoke briefly to Ji Xiaoge, who had missed the beginning of the game and seemed a little uneasy. What exactly happened just now.

In terms of background, because no one here is particularly proficient in history (perhaps Mo Tan knows it), no one knows the background of this era, and since there are not many people who care about this information, so The two commentators did not talk much about this aspect.

Anyway, generally speaking, it is a civil strife in a large-scale force. A few rebels with shady names have given the ruler a lot of shit for their own selfish desires, such as favoring beautiful girls, not doing their job properly, etc. If the ruler is His overthrow will surely be written in the history books as a cliché reason for becoming a 'tyrant', and then he will be free to recruit troops and fight against the government.

As the saying goes, the war is raging, time flies, and the years fly by——

In the blink of an eye, half a year has passed. The ruler is still the same ruler, but the top leaders of the rebels have basically died for three or four times. As for the scale, it has changed from being vulnerable to being vulnerable to the current situation. candle.

In the end, the few remaining tens of thousands of rebels were forced into a desperate situation by the regular army, which was far stronger than them. Although they hijacked a relatively wealthy city, they were trapped inside and were trapped by the regular army. The three outer and third floors are blocked with water.

To be honest, if the relatively conscientious commander hadn't cared about the safety of the civilians in the city, those rebels would have died even if there were three times more rebels.

The above is the background of this game, and everyone may have some guesses about the roles played by the two players.

That's right, the positions of Alchemist and Cordoba in this game are respectively the general staff next to the supreme commander of the regular army, and a large-headed soldier guard in the rebel camp.

To be honest, if Mo Tan's previous battle with Ji Xiaodao was already very unfair to the latter, then in this game Cordoba was basically filled with negative BUFFs from the very beginning. Not only are they on the weak side, but they also don’t have the slightest say. It’s okay to have no say. However, the leaders above are more idiots than others. Let’s just forget about idiots. The character of those losers is also extremely worrying. They settled in this place. In less than two weeks, a lot of evil was done in the city. Apart from setting fires, there was no shortage of killing, looting, and looting.

Perhaps the original leaders of the rebels did have some potential for tyranny, but it is a pity that all those tycoons have died in the past six months, so that now the only ones who have the right to speak are those bad guys and dudes who are eager for success, have ulterior motives, and have high ambitions and low hands.

To sum up, when one side not only occupies a high position but is surrounded by elite soldiers and generals, and the other side is not only a pawn, but those people on top are not very smart, the game begins like this!

The situation was overwhelmingly unfavorable to Cordoba.

In terms of strength, Cordoba is overwhelmingly powerful.

The alchemist got the most ideal start in theory, and what Cordoba has to do now is to maximize his advantages in a desperate situation.

…

a few minutes ago

"you say--"

Looking at the alchemist on the screen who was silently grasping the situation at high speed, and then looking at Cordoba who was yawning behind a certain fat-bellied rebel general, Yuchen tilted his head to Mo nervously. Tan asked: "Heifan, do you think Xiaoyu's game is easy to win?"

"I'm not him."

Mo Tan, who was also paying attention to the game, shook his head and shrugged: "Whether we play well or not is not up to me."

"That's Xiaoyu, just say whatever you want."

Yuchen pouted and said coquettishly: "For example, what if you were Xiao Yu?"

"What if I am Xiaoyu?"

Mo Tan laughed dumbly and said without hesitation: "Then I will definitely win."

"Eh?"

Yuchen was stunned for a moment and said in astonishment: "Is he so powerful!?"

"It's not me who's great, it's Xiaoyu who's great. Do you think it's because of your height that you've always been ranked second in the rankings? That's real strength."

Mo Tan, who had just been beaten head-on by Ji Xiaodao, who was suspected of being ranked third in the rankings not long ago, had a new understanding of the 'strongest echelon' players, sighed, and said with a subtle expression: "I don't know that the fourth ranked Awakening Dragon What level is it, but based on what I know about Xiaoyu, at least in the player field, he is infinitely close to the so-called 'invincible'."

Yuchen blinked and asked curiously: "But apart from the two of them, aren't those people all NPCs?"

"Even among NPCs, the epic level is not just carrots, cabbage, bananas, apples, persimmons and pears that can be wholesaled casually."

Mo Tan smiled and analyzed concisely: "Those of us who can pay attention to both sides at the same time from a God's perspective have roughly understood the background of the game, and I think that after ruling out the possibility of a legendary strongman participating in the battle, even if the alchemist There are epic-level professionals there, and their quantity and quality are definitely not too high."

Yuchen held his chin and thought for a while, but finally decided to give up thinking. If he didn't understand, he asked, "Why?"

"Because it's not necessary."

While paying attention to the alchemist who was secretly inquiring about information, Mo Tan explained patiently: "First of all, the gap in combat power between the two sides is really too big. In terms of high-level decision-making, although we don't know the level of encirclement and suppression of one side, we can be sure. No matter how bad they are, they will never be worse than the opponent. In this case, simply pushing past them is better than anything else and does not require much high-end combat power at all."

Yuchen nodded vigorously and said suddenly: "That's right! I heard Mr. Taylor say that the highest level of legion-level combat power in the war is only high-level, and then there are equipment, logistics and tactics, and epic professionals because of their number Reasons that are relatively rare will almost never appear on the frontal battlefield."

"Theoretically, this is true, but if it is a group of otakus and otakus in Miracle City who are rich and have no shortage of talents, it is not impossible to put together a team of spellcasters with an epic level of per capita strength, but the cost-effectiveness of doing so is too low. .”

Mo Tan shrugged and explained concisely: "You can understand the epic level as a special force with extremely high cost and very small number. Small workshops are not equipped for it, and although those forces with big businesses can bring it out, they have not yet I’ve heard that some families rely on special forces as their main force in battles. As for this game..."

Yuchen immediately raised his little hand and replied in a nutty tone: "We won't use special forces, right?"

"That's true in theory, but theory is also the most unreliable thing."

Mo Tan smiled and said helplessly: "After watching it for so long, let's not talk about the identities of both parties. We haven't even figured out the time yet. All judgments in this situation can basically be classified as nonsense. In the category, it’s actually a waste of time.”

Yuchen shook his head happily and said, "I don't think it's a waste of time. I really want to hear what you have to say."

"Well!"

Mo Tan, who was hit hard for no reason, was in a daze for a moment, but he quickly regained his composure through gritted teeth and continued the previous topic: "So a large part of the reason why I think I can win is based on Xiao Yu. On the basis of their strength, in addition, the God's perspective so far has also allowed me to understand the basic situation of both sides to a certain extent. Under this premise, I personally will consider gathering superior forces to conduct a counter-encirclement and suppression campaign."

Yuchen was stunned for a moment, then immediately praised: "Wow! Hei Fan, can you win this!?"

"Nine times out of ten we can't win."

Mo Tan shrugged and said with a smile: "But Xiao Yu's purpose is not to complete any counter-encirclement and suppression campaign. He only needs to kill the alchemist brother."

"Yes!"

Yuchen suddenly understood, clapped his hands and said, "So if it's you Hei Fan..."

"Assuming that I have Xiaoyu's strength and can get the God's perspective that is tantamount to cheating now, the probability of winning this game is indeed very high."

Mo Tan leaned back on the chair and crossed his arms, and emphasized again: "But it's all just talk on paper."

"Yeah! It was a good conversation!"

Yuchen smiled and said cheerfully: "I like to hear it~"

"Don't listen to my nonsense~"

Mo Tan touched the tip of his nose and said with a smile: "Listen to the explanation."

…

"Although I have just said it, I still want to emphasize it again."

Shota stared at the screen seriously and said seriously: "For the alchemist player, this is definitely an ideal dream start. The system has almost prepared everything for him."

Tianshu, who was wearing a motorcycle helmet next to him, also nodded and said in agreement: "Yes, we can basically make this judgment now. As long as the Alchemist player does not make any major mistakes, then with his game style, he will definitely win the game in a short time. The already considerable advantage has been further expanded.”

"On the other hand, the players from Cordoba..."

Shota smacked his lips and said helplessly: "It seems that he has never found any way to break the situation. In fact, for him, the best way now is to get rid of the constraints, or find a way to gain a certain degree of influence among the rebels. We need to use our strength, or break away from the rebels who can tell at a glance that things are going to be difficult as soon as possible, and turn to the assassination route."

"As for the assassination route, Alchemist is already on guard. The reason why he insists on going to discuss matters with the coach who has already delegated his power is that the point is not to respect or please the latter at all, but to flatter the bodyguard."

Tianshu made a very sharp analysis, and said calmly: "I saw the man and woman sitting by the fire playing cards in the handsome tent. Considering that it is impossible for other people to get close to such an important place, those two And they have no intention of participating in the discussion at all. The probability that they are the handsome young female bodyguard is very high."

Shota also cast his gaze to the other side, looking at the woman in military uniform who was probably between twenty and thirty years old, holding her small face in her hands and staring at the alchemist with a smile, and sighed: "So Speaking of which, judging from the attitude of the handsome female fighter, I always felt that even if the latter wanted to borrow her bodyguard for his own use, the girl would happily give her bodyguard to him."

"agree."

Tianshu clicked on the motorcycle helmet and said thoughtfully: "In that case, since the other party has such an attitude, it seems that in real history, the man whose identity was replaced by the alchemist player was probably also a handsome man."

"That's not the point. I think what we need to focus on now is... wait!"

In the middle of his words, he suddenly turned his head and looked to the other side, and whispered: "There seems to be something going on over there in Cordoba!"

…

at the same time

[Inquisition and Debate·Personal Battle] Contest-specific map, mirror space S6778-3580

Jingbei City, Central Square

"go."

The man who looked to be about fifty years old, with gray hair, a sinewy face, and a big belly raised his chin at the two dozen men and women tied to low stakes not far away, and looked behind him, who was thinking hard about how to get the man opposite him. The pretty boy came out and beat Cordoba flat and ordered: "Kill a few of them."

"ah?"

Cordoba, who seemed to be the bodyguard of the old man next to him, was stunned for a moment and asked curiously: "What to kill?"

"Kill these untouchables who don't cooperate with the crusade."

The man frowned and glanced sideways at Cordoba: "These despicable idiots have not realized who is the righteous party until today, and we have the obligation to save them from destruction."

Cordoba also frowned and asked, "What's the solution?"

"I already told you."

The other party pinched his brows tiredly and said impatiently: "Killing your husband will make women obedient, killing your wife will make men obedient, and killing grandpa will make your grandson obedient."

Cordoba was shocked at that time: "We killed someone else's wife? Do you still want someone else's husband to obey us?"

"of course not."

The middle-aged man glared at Cordoba with hatred and explained: "I'm talking about... other people's husbands. I saw the stupid onlookers around me who had been successfully tamed by the ignorant king and the incompetent parliament. Huh? We can only wake up these ignorant people by letting other people's blood splash on their faces."

"last question."

Cordoba took off the agent's staff from his back, moved his neck and asked: "How exactly do those people who are tied there waiting for me to kill not cooperate?"

"Any disobedience will not be forgiven."

"Fuck you, uncle, you're wasting dad's time."

Bang——! ! !

The next moment, with a deafening roar, the man next to Cordoba suddenly turned into a splatter of blood with a range of nearly ten meters, and was 'transformed' into nothing by Cordoba's stick.

Considering that the force of this blow was indeed quite strong, and the pitiful pool of blood seemed to be carrying some kind of magic prop for self-defense, the final result was that he was evenly smashed to pieces without leaving any human tissue behind, and only a large piece passed through. Observe the very spectacular and magnificent blood stains from a low angle.

In the eyes of Cordoba, who would turn on the [Minor Sensory Protection System] as soon as he left the Tianzhu Mountain Arena, these things on the ground were not even blood, but flowers with a sense of postmodernism. Beautiful big green flowers.

"Every day is the same, and occasionally I have a sudden thought. As long as I have Cordoba fantasy, it can be extended indefinitely~"

For the next five minutes, Cordoba lowered the trembling 'rebels' from the pillars while humming a song, and then walked towards the city gate without looking back.

It was as if... he didn't even see the hundreds of heavily armed soldiers who were armed to the teeth, already in formation and ready in front of him.

Chapter 1948: End