Psychic fog!

There was an uproar in the audience. Pen Fun Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"It's been a long time since I've seen magic here!"

"Chaos Battle!Is the Kyanite Clan so confident?"

"Despicable, this is clearly used to target Captain Damon's tactical command!"

"Now that the situation on the battlefield is clearly in favor of the Silver Tree clan, is it really useful to launch this magic?"

"It must have been Wren who made this choice because he thought he would lose if he continued with the conventional tactics!"

The Psychic Mist is a lose-lose strategic magic that obscures the vision of friend and foe, cutting off all psychic links between the two sides on the battlefield and destroying the command network on both sides.

Under the influence of the Psychic Mist, commanders who only have their own resource supply points can communicate in real-time by consuming resources, while others can only communicate using more ancient methods, such as using flying golems or scouts to deliver letters. Not only is it slow, but there is also a high risk of loss.

In this way, the efficiency of communication between commanders is greatly reduced, and unless detailed tactical instructions are arranged in advance, the simulated commanders on the field will fall into a situation of fighting on their own, with no clear goal, lack of supply troops, do not know the situation of the enemy or the enemy, and everything depends on the on-the-spot decision of the respective command, so it is also called chaotic warfare.

Dimon stared at the fog-shrouded battlefield, a bead of sweat oozing from his forehead.

In the chaos of battle, the base camp is the area that needs to be closely defended, because the field of vision is compressed, and the slightest slackness may cause the enemy's sneak attack force to emerge from the fog and attack the command camp directly. Thinking back to the situation just now, there was an attacking force of two enemy commanders on the left flank, and in the middle was the vanguard commanded by Ivy.

Neither of these forces looked like they could quickly rush to their base camp, Dimon frowned.

What kind of tactics will this be......

A thought crossed Damon's mind, and he cried out, "Oops, Maureen is in danger!"

Because of the ice wall, of course, Morin couldn't hear the exclamation of Captain Daemon on the command platform next to him, and besides, he was tired of directing at this time, and he didn't care about it at all.

After the fog rose from the field, Ivy's command on the opposite side suddenly became flexible.

I've seen through it...... Morin desperately increased the intensity of his command, and sent out one command after another, trying to cope with the changes in Ivy's troops. Many of Ivy's formations didn't fit her class mix at all, or even the current situation on the battlefield, but the boy didn't know how to deal with it.

He felt as if he was doing high-intensity command exercises, every time the other party changed formations, he had to come up with a way to deal with it, the key was that he had never seen those strange formations, and could only deal with them through observation and guessing, if it weren't for the command advantage in many details, the battle situation might collapse immediately.

Morin had a hard time coping with it here, but Ivy was even more surprised in her heart.

What kind of existence is that new member of the Silver Tree team, the little imp number twelve......

Not to mention the frighteningly high command intensity, it made her feel like the first-class commanders in the official competition, she had never seen a junior student reach such a command intensity, not to mention that according to intelligence, he was still a first-year freshman, and it was really scary that his mental power could already accommodate such a high-frequency command.

What surprised Ivy even more was the imp's coping strategy.

Although these formations she put on are not common, they are also very basic, and every commander needs to master and learn how to deal with and counter. The key thing is that this little ghost has never been exposed to these formations at first glance, but he can always find a reasonable way to deal with it quickly.

Although those responses are not as perfect and rigorous as those that have been tempered and summed up by generations of conductors, they are also implicitly in line with the correct method of thinking. There are so many types of battle formations, even if you put those formations in front of you and don't know the correct way to deal with them, it is difficult to choose the corresponding formation from them, which is simply more difficult than finding a special grain of sand on the beach.

But the truth is that no matter how Ivy's formation changes, the little ghost on the opposite side always finds the right way to deal with it quickly after a short period of scramble, and this kind of natural intuition is really terrifying.

Maybe the other party hasn't realized it yet, but if you just rely on the high-intensity command that you don't know how to practice, where is it possible to maintain the current situation. Because of that terrible talent and intuition, Ivy was even "forced" to constantly change the formation, otherwise once the boy became familiar with the coping method, the balance of the day would immediately tilt again.

Ivy changed a new formation, and Morin quickly found a way to deal with it, and then changed and found another one. In the eyes of the audience in the stands, it was as if Ivy was teaching Morin a commanding lesson.

And although Morin still maintained the battle, but in the stands, Kellyyur, who was holding the lookout glass, looked bad, for no other reason, in the audience's perspective, the troops of the Kyanite team's Beta and Sieg had already given up the No. 3 resource point defended by Jody, turned around, and came towards the middle of the field.

Although Jody saw the other party's intention to contain Morin, he did not dare to take action, once he led his troops to follow Beta and Sieg to support Morin, then Beta and Sieg were likely to turn around and eat him again, and if he left the fortifications, his disadvantage was too great.

Obviously, the opponent's tactics had already been laid out long before the Mind Mist was activated.

And because of the blind spot in the field of vision, the command network was suddenly cut off, and the Silver Tree team, which had always regarded Dimon as the core commander, did not dare to make any radical moves.

Before he knew it, the flanking attack on Morin had already taken shape.

When the troops with the Beta flag suddenly appeared in the rear view, Morin was still engaged in a fierce fight with Ivy. He had less than fifteen hundred units of mock soldiers left, and Ivy had more than two thousand units. Seeing the troops suddenly attacking from his rear, the young man was also flattered.

He didn't expect that the other party would use all the mobile forces to outflank him.

Although Beta's and Sigurg's troops have not yet fully emerged from the fog, since the banners of the two commanders are already in the formation, they must have come with their troops and not left a single soldier on Senior Jodi's side.

So seeing that the situation was not good, the young man did not hesitate for a moment, and slipped away.

To be precise, it is to command the troops to slip away.

……

"What did you say, run away?!" Wren roared.

Beta and Ivy joined forces, and of course managed to capture Supply Point Seven, which was being used to communicate with Wren in the base camp.

"Ran away......" Ivy also looked very annoyed.

"How could you let him run away?!" Wren said angrily, "Are you all eating rice? Three times the number of troops and three times the commander can still let that little devil run away?!"

"We ...... Wiped out almost all of the imp's troops, but the mock commander ...... I don't know why I really didn't find it, I should have run away for him......"

"In which direction?" Wren asked.

"No...... I don't know. Sig replied tremblingly, he couldn't understand how the simulated commander of the imp had escaped under the combined attack of the two of them......

Wren took two deep breaths, suppressing his anger.

"Wait for the reinforcements of four or five supply points, and then give me a direct attack on the opponent's base camp!" After saying that, Wren took the initiative to cut off the communication and hammered the command platform in front of him hard.

In a simulated game, each conductor has a simulated conductor who represents him, and once the simulated conductor dies, it is equivalent to kicking that player out of the game. What they just used was to entrap and decapitate the other side's troops, and on the other hand, and most importantly, to take out that hateful and tricky imp!

But why did he let him escape? Wren was puzzled.

Also puzzled are Ivil Seeger and Beta, yes, they have clearly arranged several encirclements and pulled up a mesh carpet to search, why did they let his mock commander escape?

If the boy heard these people's questions, he would probably smile embarrassedly, and then squeeze out two words: "Family heirloom." ”

Marcas in the stands outside the stadium was already dumbfounded.

"It's all in the official game, Merlin still has such a lewd function card, no wonder his troops will be a little less than the opposite side at the beginning, it's just too obscene......"

Without the need for guidance, Marcus himself was able to count the many escape cards that Merlin had just used, such as [Lose Armor and Abandon Armor], which could speed up the speed of the troops when fleeing for their lives, and at the same time slow down the chase because enemy soldiers would compete for loot. For example, [Scattering Birds and Beasts] can allow the simulated troops to flee quickly and independently, so that others cannot see which escape squad the simulated commander is in.

Another example is [Command Camouflage], which allows the commander to briefly disguise himself as an enemy soldier. The most important thing is this function card, and Merlin's commander has long since left a bare-pole commander, running towards the sixth resource point where Tilna was before. Along the way, whenever he encounters the enemy's search force, he can always activate the camouflage as if he were a god, and he can avoid the enemy's search.

You must know that it is also wise to choose this direction to escape, the other party judged that he would flee to his own camp, so the search line had already been deployed on the back road of the young man, and it was relatively loose in the direction where Tilna was.

Morin controlled the simulated commander to avoid the enemy's sight, and along the way, he was terrified of jumping and dragging mud and water, and finally let him run to the supply point six.

In the stands, Anna Gu actually came here to watch the battle at some point, and saw Morin controlling the simulated commander to flee all the way, and a rare smile appeared on her face: "It's really the same as Little Pike......

Tilna has always occupied the sixth supply point, and because of the fog of the mind, she does not dare to act rashly. Seeing that Morin had fled here in a hurry, she hurriedly communicated with Damon.

Hearing that the boy had successfully escaped, Dimon was overjoyed and hurriedly issued instructions to let their army gather in a phalanx at a specific coordinate location, and then spend a lot of resource points to cast camouflage magic from a distance.

"We can also use the Psychic Mist as a cover, this camouflage magic combined with the Psychic Fog is enough for your army to avoid the detection of scouts below the Third Order, and then you abandon Resource Point Six and attack directly to the local base camp, where Wren is located. ”

"Be sure to take care of concealment, the later you are discovered by the enemy, the better. Come on!"

Coincidentally, under the shroud of mental fog, the captains of both teams ordered their main forces to attack the enemy's base camp. The difference is that Merlin and Tilna's troops have covert magic and are harder to detect. Their troops are slightly smaller, but the rear of the Kyanite clan is much more empty. Moreover, they are much closer to the enemy than they are coming.

So the Silver Tree team finally won the victory.

……

When the mental fog suddenly dissipated, the situation on the field was clearly seen, and a cheer erupted in the command network of the Silver Tree clan.

And the command network of the Kyanite team was silent.

Even one moment Ivy and the three of them were desperately attacking the defensive line formed by Daemon and Jody, and the next moment those troops suddenly stopped in place, and the fog of the entire battlefield dissipated, only to find that their base camp had been captured by Tilna and Morin.

On the command platform, Wren's face was pale and pale, and his trembling body seemed to be shaking.

He still couldn't believe that he had lost the game like this.

Tierna perfectly made up for Morin's shortcomings, and with the great advantage in the comparative forces, it didn't even take much effort for them to tear through the defense line that Wren hastily organized.

As the match ended, the referee from the Elemental Temple announced the result, and at the same time, the barrier between the conning tower and the stands was removed.

In an instant, the thunderous cheers in the silver stands suddenly rang out, drowning out several people.

……

As one of the heroes of the whole game, Morin was naturally treated "very highly" during the post-match celebrations: not only was he surrounded by his friends, but almost everyone rushed to have a drink with him. Although he drank a low-alcohol fruit wine, he soon felt his steps begin to float, and the smile on his face became more and more blurred.

To his annoyance, there were even a few students who were clearly not Illuvita's students, dressed in Windy Valley Academy or War College costumes, and actually clinked glasses with him with wine, and he was so confused that he couldn't control himself to refuse.

The boy even faintly had a strange thought, so it seemed that the feeling of not refusing to kill the Quartet was also very good......

The swaying Morin didn't notice at all that after this period of high-intensity training and the crazy consumption in this game, his spiritual strength began to rise rapidly like a spring river, and soon broke through the previous upper limit, overflowing the river embankment, still increasing rapidly, as if there was no end......

Not...... So sleepy...... Really, I can't drink birds, I'll break my sleep first......