Quadruple split

"Reinforcements from Northeastern Parish have been discovered!?"

Carter was shocked and said in shock: "Hasn't Archbishop Eden been hiding those believers who have sneaked into the North? Moreover, the orcs in Sumir are almost at the end of their rope. Why is it so?"

Lamorlock sneered, shook his head and said: "Sumir is only at a disadvantage in terms of combat power, and is far from exhausted. In terms of numbers, although the Northeast Diocese does have an advantage, apart from the reinforcements that have been standing still, , the gap between the two sides is far from one-sided. In terms of the results of the battle, although Sumir has fought very hard and miserably in the past six months, our compatriots have never attacked the main peak once, and before retreating to Snow Jiu Qiu The losses during that period were not small, I really don’t know how you came up with the statement you just made.”

Carter quickly lowered his head and admitted his mistake: "My subordinate was blind."

"Whether you are blind or confident, you have to remember that it is the Northeast Diocese and has nothing to do with our Southwest Diocese. Even if they both believe in the same Lord, both sides...heh, I am talking about the narrow-mindedness of Archbishop Eden. It can’t make us feel like a family.”

Lamorlock raised the corners of his mouth playfully, but never moved his eyes away from Chui Xuefeng in the lower left corner of the table: "That's why that cute old immortal didn't take my advice, and I never considered helping them win that game. War, even though it’s not easy.”

Carter, who actually wiped his cold sweat when Lamorlock mentioned 'both sides', nodded stiffly, coughed slightly, and said with a dry smile: "You are right, sir, Archbishop Eden, who has been in charge of the Northeast Diocese for decades. He is indeed a short-sighted person.”

"Then, let me answer your question."

Lamorlock nodded indifferently and said softly: "Under normal circumstances, the support troops in the Northeast Parish that have just been assembled for a short time are indeed difficult to detect. First of all, the geographical location where they are stationed is quite favorable. Not only is the location very convenient, It is remote, and the distance between those who are united with the Holy Cult and the main peak of Sumir is not very close. In addition, the former is standing still and the latter is too busy to take care of itself. The situation can be said to be very safe."

Carter nodded repeatedly. The reason why he was a little unbelievable about this matter was exactly what Lamorlock said.

"But you have overlooked a very important point, that is, in order to seek stability, our dear Archbishop Eden chose to cease operations after the Holy Church Alliance's expeditionary force entered the northern border, and his own mountain attacking force suffered continuous setbacks some time ago. , which gives the other party a huge opportunity.”

A hint of joking flashed in Lamorlock's eyes, and he said calmly: "In this way, it gives those people in Sumir an opportunity to take advantage of. To put it simply, without the continuous pressure from the attacking troops, Those orcs can completely divide the combat power at hand and conduct a large-scale search of the surrounding areas."

Carter was stunned for a moment, and then asked in confusion: "But sir, with the current combat power of Sumir's people, aren't they afraid that after splitting their combat power, the mountain attacking troops will forcibly break through the defense line?"

"Having said that, but"

Lamorlock raised his head and blinked at Carter: "Has their defense been broken?"

"ah?"

"Regardless of when Sumir's people conducted the split reconnaissance, did the mountain-attacking force with a crushing numerical advantage in a relatively short period of time be dispatched?"

"This is."

"This is not a coincidence, nor an accident, nor a gamble, but a strategy carefully designed by the opponent's commander, with countless backup plans, and with almost no possibility of failure."

Lamorlock waved his hand to Carter, carelessly touched the vivid topographic map on the table, and said with great interest: "I have also conducted investigations through some special channels during this period. Originally, I just wanted to find out what happened to Sumir. With the sudden extra manpower on the side, I unexpectedly discovered the resume of Archbishop Eden’s opponent, a priest belonging to the United Holy Church. Although his strength was low, he had achieved a breathtaking victory not long ago.”

Carter, who had long been extremely curious about Sumir's commander who was praised by Ramorok, suddenly widened his eyes and asked subconsciously: "Who is he?"

"A young man named Hei Fan, who is from another world like me, has an inexplicable relationship with the newly promoted saint of the Dawn Sect."

Lamorlock smiled and briefly talked about the information he collected on the forum after work: "A few months ago, he led a motley army composed mainly of middle- and low-level professionals to quell a plague. Although he has not made any achievements in his job as a priest, he is very active as the commander of the 'Misha County Joint Force', and even the great saint Xialian Takeye who belongs to the Dawn Sect looks up to him."

Carter opened his mouth and was about to say something, but was interrupted by Lamorlock raising his hand.

"Don't ask me why a priest from the Dawn Sect would appear in Sumir as a commander. That is not what we need to care about."

Lamorlock casually strangled the question that Carter had raised, and said leisurely: "In short, I discovered one thing during the analysis of that man's combat, and it was a very, very interesting thing."

Carter responded with a curious look on his face, which was not difficult because he was very curious indeed.

"He is a genius who is not very talented, but he is more suitable for the battlefield than anyone else. In terms of command style, he and I are completely different types, or in other words, completely opposite. Ha, it is possible. If so, I really want to compete with him."

Lamorlock raised his head yearningly, and after being silent for a while, he said softly: "After listening to what you just said, my conclusion is that if Archbishop Eden or High Priest Lucius were replaced My chance of winning this battle with the Northeastern Diocese is about 70%, but looking at it this way."

Although the southwest diocese he was in had nothing to do with the northeast diocese, Carter still swallowed nervously.

"Let them pray."

Lamorlock did not give a definite answer, but grinned in a gloating manner, and then asked casually: "Is there anything else said in the message?"

Carter quickly lowered his head and looked through the parchments, but did not find any useful information. He had to tell the truth: "There should be no more, sir. There are only two defense plans you asked for last time. They are Snow Dove." Qiu and Chui Xue Feng.”

"No need for those from Snow Jiuqiu."

Lamorlock frowned in disgust and lazily stretched out his hand to Carter: "Show me Chuixuefeng's defense plan."

Carter immediately pulled out the penultimate piece of parchment and presented it to the other party with both hands respectfully.

"Well, although I never have high expectations for those gangs that are just ragtag, if this is so stupid that it makes people laugh, it is not fake."

Lamorlock glanced at the defense map in his hand, which although not exquisite, was still decent, then looked at the system time and laughed happily.

"They're finished."

at the same time

"it's over."

Mo Tan let out a long breath, looked away from the dialog box in the center of his field of vision, took a sip from the cup of coffee with a high sugar content, and then used a quill pen to mark the word "Flowing Snow Peak" on the sand table in front of him. He made a bright red cross in the area, moved the black chess pieces above him a little, turned around and smiled at the junior who had been standing by his side for two full hours, with nervousness written all over his pretty face: "Initial stage The goal has been achieved, and the losses are smaller than expected, which can be considered a good start."

"ah"

Yi Xuan, who could only stand here and worry about the detachment led by Huo Yanyang, but had almost no understanding of the situation, first let out a soft cry, then reacted and asked Mo Tan with gleaming eyes. : "Senior's plan was successful!?"

Mo Tan nodded slightly and rubbed his stiff neck: "To be precise, it was a preliminary success. Overall, I'm still busy."

"A good beginning is half the battle!"

Yi Zuo showed a sweet smile and winked at Mo Tan: "Saint Wangyu told me~"

Mo Tan was stunned for a moment, then shrugged with a wry smile: "It feels quite fresh to be encouraged by her in this way."

"If His Highness knew Sumir's current situation, he would definitely be very worried about Senior."

Yi Zuo smiled and saw that Mo Tan suddenly became stunned, and actually made a rare joke: "But there is nothing wrong with Your Highness missing your senior. You can't be distracted during the battle because you miss His Highness so much."

"."

"Ah, that."

Seeing that Mo Tan didn't answer for a long time, Yi Zhao immediately reflected on whether he had gotten carried away due to overexcitement, and then asked cautiously: "Senior?"

"Ah, it's okay."

Only then did Mo Tan react. He waved to Yi Zuo and said, "I'm just assisting Huo Yanyang to finish the work. After all, I'm not watching over there. Although it's generally successful, I still feel a little uneasy."

He was telling the truth. After all, after Yi Zhao suddenly mentioned Yu Chen, Mo Tan felt his heart warm up at this moment, and then he became a little uneasy, so he hurriedly found something to do to distract himself. Distraction is what he calls 'assisting Huo Yanyang to finish'.

Yi Zou could only make a face at the senior who returned to the guidance work after just a few minutes of rest, and secretly replaced the coffee in the latter's hand with black tea, which had the same refreshing effect.

The two of them returned to the quiet and tense atmosphere just now.

At this moment, the cultists who are enjoying the indiscriminate bombing in the C2 area are out of luck.

Just because of Yi Zou's unintentional words just now, the Whispering Cultists, who had calmed down a little while fleeing for their lives, were violently attacked by a remote commander at the spur of the moment. The formation that had just stabilized suddenly collapsed again. !

five minutes later

Game time PM10:07

"Don't rush in! Team 3! I've said it a hundred times, don't chase so closely! Either you can't understand people or something!"

While Huo Yanyang stared at the dialog box that was frantically refreshing the screen in the upper left corner of his field of vision, he stretched out his legs desperately to chase the team of spellcasters that were bombarding not far away. The three sides turned into ruthless repeaters. Repeating Hei Fan's orders that he had carefully processed, his head felt like a ball of paste.

The third team not far away didn't seem to hear Huo Yanyang's hoarse shouts, and just continued to smash a large number of pyrotechnics, thunder chains, lava bursts, shadow balls and other spells on the buttocks of the Whispering Cultists. It was a joy to smash.

"Damn it! Wu Laoer, did you do this on purpose?"

With faster footwork than most spellcasters, Huo Yanyang finally caught up with the third team after thirty seconds, then took out his whip and knocked New York Wu Laoer to the ground who had just raised his staff. He said angrily: "I told you to hold back! Don't chase so closely!"

"What's wrong with the nest?!"

The blond Wu Laoer covered his shoulders and climbed up from the ground, and made an exaggerated gesture to Huo Yanyang: "Single Shi! Compare it to Yi Jing Meng who wrote Gou Ri! Do you want to braise Wei Sibu and weigh provincial cone chicken? "

Huo Yanyang's eyes jumped wildly as he kicked him, as if he saw the idiot-like version of himself who had asked Mo Tan the same question in the message a few minutes ago. He gritted his teeth and said, "The other person was just scared by us. ! Even if our first wave of saucy operations scares half of the players who are doing the mission offline, they still have the strength to fight. If you chase Ya in a hurry, aren't you afraid that they will kill each other and die together?"

"Bye bye, oh my god!"

New York's Wu Laoer was also very obedient. After hearing Huo Yanyang's words, he quickly activated [Frost Bloodline] and raised his staff after applying the BUFF that would greatly improve the effect of his next ice spell. About fifty meters in front, two ice walls were summoned out of thin air, and they intercepted the spellcasters who regarded themselves as melee professions one by one. They said loudly: "Dou Ting Aunt Ting! Ting Aunt Ting! Fuck!" Any extraneous information will deceive the butterfly!"

Then he ran forward and explained to the friends who looked confused and angry.

"I'm so tired."

Huo Yanyang complained with a twitching corner of his mouth, then quickly turned his attention back to the dialogue with Mo Tan, and after a brief pause, he shouted: "Eunuch Cao! Where is Eunuch Cao! Take your people from the right Copy it for me, I don’t want to kill the enemy, but the momentum must be loud! Also, don’t stop everyone’s shouting! There are many changes of tone, have you ever been to college? Use the rhythm of shouting ‘arrive’ for your classmates!”

"Got the order!"

The richly built and luxuriously dressed Eunuch Cao hugged Huo Yanyang's fists, and then quickly passed by with hundreds of fast-moving physical melee professions from the right side of the battlefield. Within a moment, the only high-quality pair in his hand The [Yuanyang Short Sword] drew two sword lights like crescent moons, and took off two dead heads. Then he jumped into the air, charging towards the frightened cultists while raising his voice and laughing loudly. Get up

"You guys, let us kill you!"

Chapter 787: End