Pokemon phobia

Tyron originally planned to hide his strength and participate in the war as a ninth-level pharmacist. The reason was that the Tower of the Sages issued a ban: any magic-forbidden level mage is prohibited from personally participating in large-scale battles to cause massacres.

This prohibition is to avoid a repeat of the chaotic war in Azera last time. All races acquiesced to this and jointly maintained it. The Tyrons did not want to ask for trouble to provoke this rule.But when he was forced to participate in the high-level discussions of Bran as a sage, he suddenly realized that even if there were no changes in his original plan, it might not work.

There was only one reason—these generals of the Beran Empire were too cautious.

This is not a shortcoming in the first place. The most important advantage of the existence of the Beram Empire is that it is cautious enough.After a long period of inheritance, this kind of caution can be said to have penetrated into the soul of the ruler of Beran. It is embodied in the war: when summoning mercenaries and follow-up troops, the 24 outstanding commanders who arrived on the battlefield in advance They had already begun to discuss the battle plan with great devotion, and they had discussed it for ten days and ten nights by the time Tyron arrived, and there was a tendency to continue the discussion.

However, when Tai Lun was solemnly invited by the top of the army to sit in their commander's tent and hear their battle plan, he finally realized how outrageously cautious these people were.

"...You have deduced 37 scenarios of the beginning of the war, and deduced the subsequent development to 93 scenarios?"

The square-faced human man sitting on the main seat said solemnly: "Yes, sage. I wonder if you have noticed any loopholes in our plan?"

Tai Lun was silent for a while, looking at the densely written analysis diagrams on the thousands of pieces of parchment that covered the entire huge tent, he couldn't help asking: "Do you know what a lizard man is?"

This is undoubtedly a silly question, but due to Tyron's identity at this time, the human face on the main seat is completely lifeless, but more serious: "Yes, we know. Lizardmen are a type of orcs, and they are often called Half-orcs. The bodies of all half-orcs retain animal characteristics to varying degrees, and lizardmen, as a relatively low-level orc race, have a very high degree of animalization, and their appearance is more similar to a giant lizard as tall as a person. Only a few parts are similar to humans—— For example, their hands. Their IQs are generally low, but their strength is relatively high, and their life is primitive and lacks organization..."

Tyronn waved his hand and interrupted his reciting textbook-like statement, resting his elbows on the table and looking at the human officer's brain covered by the golden hair with probing eyes: "You all know that their IQs are low and they don't have much organizational skills. What are you still playing?"

You must know that lizardmen are a typical half-orc race, and their intelligence level can't support much pre-war strategy and wartime response. Generally speaking, all attack methods are just rushing forward to head-on.What the human side is doing now is roughly equivalent to this:

Berland Empire: "Well, the lizardmen may attack from the front, and may also divide their troops into two or three. There are 29 possible situations for their two-way attack, and [-] possible situations for their three-way attack. species, respectively..."

Lizard people: "Come on, brothers, kill those humans head-on!"

Berland Empire: "Okay, they chose the frontal attack with the highest probability. The other 690 three plans can be eliminated. There are XXX types of follow-up development of the frontal attack. They may divide their troops into two or three. They divide their troops The two-way attack may have...we should..."

Lizard people: "Damn humans are so powerful! No, brothers, continue to face up! If you don't believe it, you can't kill them!"

Berland Empire: "Ah, they chose frontal attack again. There are more than 400 plans that can be eliminated, and there are more than 100 follow-up developments of frontal attack. By the way, the next two thousand and 920 tactics are deduced based on the current situation. Has it be done?"

The blond square-faced officer said seriously: "Even if their intelligence is low, we can't take it lightly, because we don't know if the lizard people have foreign aid, and if there are any traitors from the empire who have betrayed the empire's information to other races..."

Listening to his endless analysis and severe paranoid remarks, Tai Lun slowly took a deep breath, and then let it out slowly.He pressed his forehead and endured it for 10 minutes. Seeing that the human being was still insisting on wasting his short life doing meaningless things, he finally couldn't help it.

He said expressionlessly: "As soon as the assembly time is up, take the initiative to attack immediately, and the whole army will press the border. I will be responsible for providing the potion formula to defend against miasma; or I will leave now, and you continue to study that attack plan."

The blond-haired square-faced officer choked suddenly, his rough face was flushed with anger, and the angry, aggrieved and somewhat helpless tiger eyes stared at Tai Lun, but he didn't dare to say a word of reprimand.

Isn't the sage a symbol of the highest wisdom in the world?Why would you say such reckless words!

The muscular and muscular generals in the room all stared at Tai Lun without speaking, their eyes were particularly interesting.Tyron bets that they are all thinking something like "Is this sage a fake? But the words of the high elves are generally not fake.", "How dare you do this to the plan we have worked so hard to deduce, you Get out, get out, no one is stopping you!" and so on.

But the tent was silent for a few seconds, and the square-faced commander squeezed out a flattering smile: "Okay, we will listen to you, the sage."

No way, although the Bolan Empire is the most powerful empire among the human race, they are not yet the overlord in the entire Azera, and there are countless other race forces secretly competing with them.

Beyond the territory where humans gather, there are hundreds of millions of alien civilizations, large and small, in the vast Azera—the dwarven city of Damenfin is hidden under the mountains and deep valleys, and the bustling bunkers guard them A glorious civilization that lasts forever; peace-loving flower spirits live in seclusion in the deep mountains and seas of flowers, and stick to the pure paradise in a state of avoiding the world; the horror of the sea monster Naga at the bottom of the endless sea is spread in songs, so that human beings dare not set foot That black forbidden land...

Of course, the most famous alien race must also have high elves.Those highly demonic beings whose whole clan is only in the early ten thousand have the terrifying power to suppress the entire human race.

And the Tower of the Sages, this force that does not stick to race and pursues the supremacy of truth is the top existence of the real famous town of Azera.There are no more than five races or forces in Azera who dare to challenge them.The Holy See of Light, which has three top-level elemental elves, is barely one, but the Holy See of Light will never conflict with the Tower of the Sage for the sake of the subsidiary country of the Beran Empire.

If the news that they have offended the sage Aaron is spread by those who are interested, the Beran Empire will probably abandon their generals to make amends to the sage Tower in order to protect themselves-even if Aaron will probably not pursue it, this gesture is have to do.

However, it turns out that plans always fail to keep up with changes.

On the afternoon of the second day after Tyron arrived at the army camp, he dived into the lizardman swamp alone to study the ingredients of the poisonous miasma. As soon as he came back, he saw tens of thousands of giant lizard corpses in front of the camp, with black and green blood splattered everywhere.Tai Lun frowned and passed through this area that had obviously just experienced a war. As soon as he stepped into the barracks where a giant hidden magic array was arranged, he encountered a group of soldiers and mercenaries who were fully armed and ready to go out to clean up the battlefield.

He frowned and looked back at the frowning people, and went directly to the square-faced general to ask what was going on.

"The group of lizardmen were deceived by our hidden formation, and they didn't realize that we have already stationed a million troops here, and they still want to use tens of thousands of people to sneak attack Qingyan City to grab a batch of supplies like before." Square-faced general He replied, "Then they were killed by us, and only a few hundred lizardmen fled back. Your defense against miasma potion has not been researched yet, and our original protection methods are not very good. In order to avoid unnecessary casualties, we will Did not chase into the poisonous miasma."

"Did the army die a lot?"

"No, we don't have dead people."

"Then why did the person who just went out to clean the battlefield look so ugly?"

"...Because the blood of the lizardmen is poisonous, the people who clean it up will have blisters. Even if they are treated with magic potion, it will take several days to disappear."

Tai Lun was silent for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject and asked thoughtfully, "Is this situation part of your battle plan?"

The expression of the square-faced, golden-haired general was blank for half a minute, and then the blood all over his body rushed to the top of his head.He blushed with shame: "No."