The little fat man Kelly Yule pointed to the blue stands opposite while holding the long barrel machine called the lookout glass, and said, "Look, that's Wren, the captain of the Alliance Non-commissioned Officer Academy. Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

Merlin spread out spiritual perception around his body, while squinting his eyes at the blue grandstand across the valley, his vision gradually becoming clear with the help of spiritual perception, a small technique learned in class to use mental power, which was often more convenient than magic.

The boy recognized the guy named Wren at a glance.

He looked to be eighteen or nineteen years old, sitting in the center of the blue stands, surrounded by many uniformly dressed students, like the stars and the moon. Morin noticed that several of them had blue badges on their chests on their robes, which were supposed to be members of their team, and the team of the Alliance Non-commissioned Officer Academy was called the Kyanite Team, with an eight-sided blue crystal as the team emblem.

It looked like Wren was talking to their teammates, but even with mental sense, Morin couldn't sift through the crowd of cheers around them.

In the stands of the Alliance Non-commissioned Officer Academy, Rennes, the captain of the Kyanite team, watched the start of the two teams on the field and talked to his teammates.

"Ivy, analyze the class distribution of the Silvertree clan. Wren said.

A senior black-haired girl beside him looked at the simulated armies of the two sides speeding out of the base camp, and said calmly: "At present, it seems that there are about fifty percent of the human troops on the side of the Silver Tree Clan, thirty percent of the elven troops, and a small number of mixed troops of other races, it is worth noting that there are many flying puppet reconnaissance units, and a small number of mechanical puppet troops on the ground. ”

Wren nodded: "Among them, the human infantry corps is the mainstay, the elven troops are mainly high-level long-range troops, and the mechanical puppet troops are new this year, so we will go back in the evening and do some targeted training." ”

"We don't need to pay too much attention to the Windy Valley team, we mainly look at the tactics of the Silvertree team in this game, their captain Daemon is very strong in this regard, and he is also the best of our opponents. ”

"How do you compare yourself to the captain?" asked one of the younger team members.

A disdainful smile appeared on Wren's face, and he said haughtily, "From the time I joined the Kyanite team until now, we have never lost in the preliminary round of the Command League. ”

There was a lot of amazement and praise all around, and Wren seemed to enjoy the cheers of others.

"If Team Silvertree doesn't change this year, we're going to have a win," Rennes added.

"They have two more players this year," the girl next to her reported.

"That Vesdemon, right," Wren looked at the command platform of the Silvertree Clan, "I haven't seen her before, I think it's a new member, generally speaking, Visdemon's command style is more rigorous, you can pay more attention to her." What about the other one?"

Another new joiner...... It doesn't seem to be playing. The girl named Ivy hesitated.

"Obviously, there will be no more team members," Wren frowned, "How old are these two new team members this year?"

“…… It seems that they are all freshmen in the first year. ”

"Heh," Wren laughed: "After talking for a long time, it turned out to be two first-year ghosts, and it must be that Dimon was afraid that he would make a fool of himself and didn't let him play." ”

"It looks like there's no suspense in this year's preliminary rounds," Wren said with a fake emotion: "It's a pity, I still like Damon's old rival." ”

caused a burst of laughter from the surrounding team members.

After a few moments, Wren suddenly sensed something, he raised his head and glanced over the stands opposite, spotting two teenagers watching him, one of whom was also holding a lookout glass. His eyes froze. I noticed that another young man with blue eyes had the emblem of the Silver Tree team on his chest, presumably the freshman who couldn't play because of his poor strength.

Wren smiled and made an arrogant gesture.

Mo Lin was in the silver stands, although he couldn't hear the people of the kyanite team on the other side discussing anything, but suddenly saw their captain make an extremely excessive gesture towards him, and he couldn't help but shout in anger: "This guy is too unqualified!" If one person makes such a gesture to another person in the tavern, it basically means that there is an inevitable fist and foot conflict, which often ends with one party being beaten to the point of confusion.

Kellyyur also saw Wren's gesture from the lookout glass, his face was not very good, and he pouted: "I think about it, if I can be admitted, I should come to Iluvita, I don't want to have a captain like this." ”

The puffed Morin wanted to cast a fecal illusion and throw it in Wren's face, but he was too far away and there was the interference of the simulated battlefield in the middle, as well as all kinds of magic props cast by the seniors, and the inconspicuous illusion dissipated in the air halfway through.

"Kelly Yule, you say we won this game?" asked Maureen.

"Yes, judging from the training matches of several of your academies, the strength of the Wind Valley team is still a lot worse. The little fat man was stunned for a moment: "What's wrong?"

Morin looked at the simulated battlefield, at this time, the two sides had occupied three resource points each, and the troops had also begun to have small-scale encounters, and the visible vision of the two sides could be seen from the color distribution of the area, the area with a faint red color was the visible vision of the Silver Tree Clan, and the blue was the visible vision of the Wind Valley Clan.

The game has only started for more than ten minutes, and it can already be seen from the visual comparison that the Silver Tree team has the advantage, and it is still in the absence of a team member. Looking at Rennes in the stands on the other side of the valley again, Merlin gritted his teeth and said, "Kellyul, I'll go to training first, remember to come and watch my game when the time comes!"

As he spoke, he patted the little fat man on the shoulder, turned around and squeezed out of the stands.

"Huh?" Before Kellyyur could react, Merlin had already disappeared into the crowd, and couldn't help muttering, "Why can't I still do simulation training if I'm not feeling well......"

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Because of the existence of resource supply points and the tactics of playing more and playing less, in simulated chess, once the evenly matched situation is broken, the game is likely to quickly fall to one side, and the snowball of advantage will roll bigger and bigger, even if the inferior side shrinks into defense, the game will end quickly.

For example, the seven resource supply points with a relatively fixed distribution of positions on the field, generally speaking, each side occupies three, and then fights for attack and defense around the last supply point, which is the default conventional play in the game. Once this resource point is completely occupied by one side, the ensuing replenishment of troops and resources will quickly tip the scales.

The inferior side must immediately find a way to regain the resource point or capture other resource points, or adopt more aggressive tactics, otherwise it will quickly lose the entire battle situation, just like today's Wind Valley team.

After only half a day, the blue side's base camp was breached, and the Silver Tree team won the game cleanly. Cheers erupted from the stands of Iluvita, and various magical fireworks were lit to celebrate the victory of the Silver Tree team. The stands of the Wind Valley Academy looked rather disappointed, but they also knew the strength of their team, and they were somewhat mentally prepared.

Also disappointed is the owner of the stall under the stands, they have prepared all kinds of food for the students watching the game to satisfy their hunger at noon, and even the obscene uncle who is missing a front tooth has prepared a simple lunch box, who would have thought that the game would end before noon, this is really a blood loss.

And this painful expression can't be expressed yet, after all, they are all shop owners on the commercial street of the academy, no matter how they say it, they have to support the victory of the Silver Tree team, so they can only squeeze out a twisted smile at the students who come and go. The obscene uncle who was missing a front tooth looked at the stands of the Wind Valley Academy, and suddenly had a flash of inspiration, and ran to the stands of the Wind Valley Academy with several boxes of lunch boxes with the levitation technique to peddle them.

"It will take more than an hour to go by flying carriage, buy a bento and eat it on the way, a hot bento! Look at this high-quality lunch box, with Iluvita's silver tree printed on it, you can clean it up after eating and use it as a souvenir, after all, it is not easy to come here!"

Not to mention, he really sold a lot, it seems that everyone has the habit of eating to comfort themselves when they are sad.

While directing the tournament, many areas of Iluvita Academy were open to students from the other three houses, and quite a few planned to stay after the tournament to visit the historic magic academy.

The cheers outside were deafening, but Morin, who was on the edge of the training ground in the command tower, didn't seem to hear anything, he was engrossed in practicing the battle formation.

The unit he now controls is no longer a single unit, but an army of thousands of people composed of a mixture of infantry, cavalry, ranged units, and even flying units. After all these days of training, even at ten times the speed, the simulated opponent was too clumsy, and the boy had to let the simulated opponent have more combat power in order to achieve the difficult training effect.

On the metal square, the simulated battlefield has disappeared at this time, and the referee from the Elemental Temple announced that the Silver Tree team has won the game, and on the command tower, eleven members led by Daemon walked down the podium, although they looked a little tired, but they all smiled, and after congratulating each other, they planned to go to the podium to participate in the students' celebrations.

Walking down the steps into the tower and coming to the hall, he found that Morin was engrossed in practicing battle on the edge of the training ground, and a satisfied smile appeared on Damon's face, and he casually glanced at the situation on the training ground, and his face became a little strange again.

"Go and celebrate first," Damon said to the rest, "I'll take a look at this little fellow's training, and I'll take him to you when he's done." ”

With that, Dimon walked to the training ground in the corner of the hall, Jody and Tilna followed with interest, while the rest of the team left the tower excitedly talking about the game they had just played.

On the sidelines of the training ground, Dimon glanced at Jody and said, "How is it, are you on or am I on?"

Jody glanced at the situation on the field and said uncertainly, "Ten times faster...... Or...... I'm coming, I'm better at fighting than you. ”

"Come on, then!" Damon smiled triumphantly, and with a few clicks on the console, another command platform rose on the edge of the training ground.

Jody gritted his teeth and walked across from Morin, walked to the podium, and began to look intently into the field.

……

Mo Lin, who was commanding the mixed formation operation, suddenly felt a lot of pressure, originally simulating the superiority of the opponent's troops, Mo Lin relied on his meticulous command to regain the force comparison little by little, and was about to take down the opponent in one go, but suddenly, the simulated opponent's troops were like chicken blood, and suddenly became fierce.

Although the original simulated command was rigorous but very decent, the enemy troops on the field now felt as if they were alive, and the young man's offensive was instantly frustrated when he was caught off guard.

"It's a good time!" Morin said secretly, he felt that his training state today was exceptionally good, and he didn't intend to win the training because of the large number of soldiers who simulated the opponent, but he just wanted to exercise his fighting ability in a mixed formation to see how long he could last, but who would have thought that he would be leveled by the strength comparison little by little.

Therefore, even if the simulated opponent suddenly took the wrong medicine, he generally became a lot stronger, and the boy was not afraid.

You mock commanders, you usually know how to retain your strength, huh? Do you want to take advantage of my carelessness to play against me? Let me tell you, if I don't beat you into a fat pig's head today, I won't eat barbecue for three days!

Morin muttered to himself as he bred up his spirits to command the battlefield.

Senior Damon watched the battle from the sidelines, gasping a few times from time to time, only to feel that beads of sweat began to ooze from his forehead, knowing that even in the official match against the Wind Valley team just now, his face had never been so nervous.

I saw that when Jody first came on the field, Morin was completely defenseless, and immediately suppressed Morin's attack, but as Morin quickly stabilized his position, he began to fight for the camp step by step. On the simulated battlefield, the two sides were still inseparable at the beginning, but after a while, in Damon's eyes, Jodi's situation gradually became dangerous.

Dimon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and seeing that the troops of both sides on the field were greatly consumed, he replenished some troops for both sides through the operation console, and even added a little more to Jody's side.

Mo Lin had already killed red eyes on the simulated battlefield at this time, and when he saw that the two sides had new troops to replenish them, where could he still think about what was going on, so he took over the command of the recruits and went to the battle line, looking like he would not give up until he defeated this "simulated opponent".

After the replenishment of troops, the situation of the scene was balanced again, but after a short time, Dimon wiped the cold sweat from his forehead again.

Not to mention the situation on the field, but from the face of Jody's guy, you can also see that he is in a worried state.

Dimon looked around and saw that Tilna was also watching the battle, her face was a little red, but she didn't care too much, and she pressed a few times in front of the console, and another command platform rose next to Jody.

Dimon pretended not to see the smile in Tilna's eyes, and cheekily stood on the command podium and joined the battle.

With the help of Damon, Jodi, who was already sweating profusely, breathed a sigh of relief and handed over the command of part of the troops to Damon, and the battlefield he needed to be responsible for became smaller, and his command could be more refined.

Jody was relieved, but Morin on the other side was angry.

Why is it that today's simulated opponent is so cunning, not to mention that he has preserved his strength at first, but now he has become powerful again?

Dealing with two command styles at the same time, Maureen only felt a little overwhelmed for a while.

I still don't believe it! I can get back such a big disadvantage, do you think you can win me after schizophrenia? The boy stared at the simulated battlefield, if I don't kill you today, I won't leave! It's a big deal, and I'll play another game later!

Time passed.

The battlefield is changing rapidly, and as a commander, you must be fully focused, and the slightest carelessness will collapse completely.

It stands to reason that you shouldn't even blink your eyes in such a fierce battle, but in the hall of the command tower, on the edge of this simulated training ground, in an environment so quiet that it contrasts with the celebrations outside, a discordant cry for help suddenly sounds.

The voice is Captain Damon's.

I saw him staring at the battlefield sweating profusely, his face twitched for a long time, and finally let out a miserable scream: "Oh, I can't hold it anymore! Tilna is still away, come and help!"