On the Fallen Plains, a new round of battle began, this time the two sides were so fierce that there was no room for maneuvering.

"Elel, this time, I want to see what else you can do with me, and I want you to die here today!"

Snooker said, he didn't believe it, this guy is so hard, he can't kill him!

"Snooker, I know, you must have your own little ideas, even if I don't know what your thoughts are, I will never allow you to step on this line of defense, the territory of the Ernne Empire is not your turn to trample!

Although I really can't think of any plans right now, I am no longer at a disadvantage in the army in the last battle, and I can guarantee that I will be able to defeat you directly on the frontal battlefield!"

Eliaire said to snooker without showing weakness, speaking of which, the war between the two sides is almost over.

After all, war is not fought with the mouth, in the final analysis, it depends on whose sword is sharper, and only under the fist can power come out.

"Fight for the Empire of Erne!"

"For the glory of the Taron Empire!"

In the midst of a loud shout, the armies of both sides mixed together again, and for a moment the battlefield was full of flesh and blood, and a brutal meat grinder-like battle rang out again.

In the sound of war drums, shouts, and rushing killings, countless soldiers turned into corpses under the battle, and were mercilessly buried in other places.

However, in the middle of the war, General Elier was surprised to find that the resistance of the Talon soldiers to aggression was gradually weakening.

This is a very bizarre thing, although the Ernne army at this moment is not inferior to the Talen Empire in terms of overall strength, but it does not mean that they have the strength to crush the other party.

The current situation was far from what General Elier had originally envisioned, and he did not think that it was because of his own wise leadership

After so many years of fighting on the battlefield, he already has a clear understanding of himself, and he still has a bottom in his heart about his strength.

After all, most of those self-righteous generals have become stepping stones on his way to success, and have achieved his great reputation as the god of war.

Therefore, General Elier knows very well in his heart what kind of price arrogance will pay, so he is now rationally analyzing everything on the battlefield at the moment.

Although the Talon army seems to be retreating, it is still difficult to hide that steady retreat, so in the eyes of General Elier, this is a complete trap.

And it's a very low-level kind, it's really hard for him to understand what snooker is trying to do with such a battle?

Could it be that he had been kicked in the head by a donkey? General Elier said that he was confused, and this was the most nonsensical scene he had seen in decades.

But the most bizarre thing is that this kind of scheme is still from a scheming opponent like snooker, everything is full of all kinds of conspiracy, and everything seems so incredible.

Often, Elier became more and more unsettled, he always felt that there was some scheming in it, but he couldn't say it.

"Snooker, I want to know what you're thinking in your head, what are you trying to set up this seemingly impossible trap?

Maybe it's a trick to mess up my mind? But what's the point, as long as I don't attack, it's all going to be broken.

The initiative is completely in my hands, and for you, it is meaningless in itself, and there are strong contradictions and contradictions between the two.

No, there must be something I don't know, when something seems illogical, it can only be said that a certain logical point is obscured!

But what exactly I don't know, what is it that I have to attack!"

Looking at the Tarun soldiers who were about to go away, Elaire's mind was in chaos, since he really couldn't think of a way, he would create a way.

It's too late, it's too fast, Eliaire used his final technique, since he came as one, he couldn't think of it at all, so he stood in the perspective of snooker to figure it out.

"I'm snooker, Elaire, that old boy, how on earth am I going to trick him into chasing me?

If you use very clever skills, it is obviously useless, at least I don't think I am much better than him, so use the simplest!

No, it's not like this, no matter how simple it is, you won't hand over this kind of initiative, the logical point is not valid, another one!"

Elaire's mind was racing wildly, and in less than a minute, he had figured out dozens of possibilities in his mind, but none of them matched the reality of the current situation.

"What the hell is it? I don't know what! Is there a contradiction I don't know, snooker, you stinky boy, it's really hard for me.

But that's what makes it interesting, or isn't everything too monotonous!"

Eliel licked her lips and smiled wickedly, her eyes glinting.

Suffice it to say, this is definitely the most important stroke in Elaire's decades-long career, and snooker is also the strongest opponent he has ever seen.

Eliaire's mind continued to deduce, and he didn't believe that no matter how many possibilities there were, it was to achieve the goal of defeating him.

Just like a maze, there are countless possibilities to find an exit from a junction, and you'll need constant trial and error to reach the final destination.

However, when you enter through the exit, there is only one possibility, and all the chaos is just useless interference, and cannot have a real impact on you.

"I'm snooker, and that old boy is here...... He would definitely think so, not right and not again...... , he might think so...... No, there is still a problem.

I finally got it!

All the distractions are meaningless, all these simulations are illusions, and there is no other use than to interfere with me, but this distraction alone is already useful!

This is an invitation to enter the urn, no matter what, I must go in, I can't escape, I didn't expect that I'll be in such a passive position one day.

And the only reason that can make me attack the other side without hesitation is that the Talmug fortress is in a hurry, and only in this case will I choose to rush to the Talon army without hesitation.

Whether there are traps ahead or not, I have no choice, because once the Talmug Fortress is lost, all that awaits me is destruction!

In this case, I would never dare to retreat directly and rush back to the Tamug fortress, not to mention that forcibly reversing the direction of the army would cause a series of chaos.

Just the Talen army that seems to be fleeing from the back, but is actually eyeing the tiger, is enough to drink a pot of their own!

Once the formation is out of order, a round of brutal slaughter awaits you, so in this case, you have no choice but to attack the other side.

In the midst of nine deaths, praying that I can achieve a decisive victory on the frontal battlefield is my only chance!"

Thinking of this, General Elier understood everything.

"Attack with all the troops, and leave not one behind!", Elaire said heavily.