"The so-called command is a psychological game between the two warring parties." Zhang Jianlong looked at the combat map and sneered.

"If you want to attack but can't break through, this makes the enemy impatient, and impulsively puts all your superiority in strength in this canyon plain."

"However, he didn't take into account at all that the strength of troops in such a place is an obstacle!"

"More troops are not necessarily a good thing, and this is confirmed by Clay's ancestors."

"So the next thing is a tug-of-war, the black bat, the lion tiger southwest to the north, the wild wolf night rose from north to south, the front and back flanking the more than 30,000 imperial troops stuck in the middle!"

"This large army is like a beast trapped in a small cage, completely unable to turn over! If they want to go south, they will be frantically pursued by the wild wolf Night Rose. They wanted to flee north, and they had to see if the lion tiger and the black bat were willing. ”

"Whether it is going north or south, it is the outermost movement, and the troops in the middle will not have firepower output and will appear to be in the way!"

"If the other side is not decisive enough and hesitates to fight or not, then in less than a few hours their army will die without firing a single bullet!"

"That's a tug-of-war tactic!"

Zhang Jianlong spoke eloquently, and unconsciously taught a lesson to all the commanders present.

Today, it is a leap forward for the commanders of Aya, they have seen what it means to be a commander under the personal demonstration of the principal and the general, and the sacrifice of the Aya United Army has made them stable and mature.

"If their sacrifice can be exchanged for victory, in exchange for Aya's peace, then it will all be worth it! Becoming depressed because of their sacrifice and losing confidence in the enemy is the greatest disrespect to the victims! This is the end of this battle, because our joint efforts have achieved the desired strategic goals! Thank you for your hard work...... Clay wins!! ”

Or feel guilty because of their own command mistakes.

Or grieve at the sacrifice of the Combine.

Or rejoice that the unattainable victory is in front of you.

……

At this moment, I'm afraid that the emotions in everyone's hearts are different. But there is no doubt that the tipping point of their bearing has been reached.

When the tears flowed in the eyes and could not fall for a long time, that sentence of Clay victory became the fuse of all emotions!

Tears burst into tears, and all emotions were vented through the sound of Clay Bisheng.

"Clay wins! Clay wins! ”

"Clay must win !!"

……

Yes......

They wailed and cried, they hugged each other tightly, they stood on the table, collapsed under the table, and expressed it in a different way, expressing their deep emotions, deep love for this country!

Zhang Jianlong smiled, it was really not easy to get to this point, and he didn't say anything when he saw the gaffes of these children.

How nice it would be if his grandson was here too!

Zhang Jianlong seemed to have exhausted his last strength, and the whole person collapsed from the high platform and fell heavily to the ground.

Some student tutors rushed over frantically, those who didn't notice were still desperately screaming on the table, and the flying materials were like petals of celebrations, all of which were frozen in frame, becoming memories that some people could not forget for a lifetime......

"Thor! Offensive!!! ”

Under the strong impact of the three thousand elites of the Black Bat Legion, the Black Pressed Pagas Legion was cut out of a piece, and the goal of the Thor Warband was to destroy the enemy in that piece!

That's Mjolnir!

The Imperial Sword stood as small as a child in front of them! The huge body was equipped with alloy heavy armor that energy cannons couldn't penetrate remotely. A pair of giant fists is all they have weapons!

With a slight swing, the Imperial soldiers flipped on their backs! The huge fist weighs 2.3 tons! Natural gravity alone can flatten the cockpit!

With one punch, the whole earth shook. Boom, another mecha turned into a discus!!

With a roar, the Thunder King crushed an Imperial Sword, and the mecha thumb sank deep into the cockpit, exploding a cloud of blood from it! He took a step forward, slammed away the row of Imperial Shields that stood in front of him with a wave of his big hand, and stepped on their bodies to move forward!

He charged too fast, and the troops behind struggled to keep up with him, and the commander of the first battalion shouted: "Don't stop! Now he's not our regimental commander......"

"He's a father!!"

The Thunder King's face was still serious, and even when he was under siege, there was no change in the slightest, who could know the grief that this man was suffering at this time.

He was surrounded by dozens of mechs, and he was hundreds of meters away from the follow-up troops! But he kept going! There was not the slightest emotion on his face, and his eyes were indeed like torches!!

The energy cannonball hit caused the armor on his shoulder to burst into a scorched black, and he only shook his body slightly, step by step!

Three Pagas mechs pounced like hungry wolves, dragging and pulling, tugging...... However, the mech could not be stopped in the slightest. He lifted an Imperial Sword at his feet, smashed the cockpit to pieces with a single punch, and threw it into the crowd with impunity!

Advance!

The Pagas mecha rushed towards him frantically, and he couldn't count them in a dense manner! There was still no wave on the Thunder King's face......

He stood still, and this Thor's hammer rose from his waist, and his two arms were stretched out, and his arm span reached eleven meters! At both ends are heavy iron fists!!

The tall shadow obscured the dwarf Pagas mech, and he began to spin in those frightened, helpless eyes! Crazy spins! Like a spinning top, the arms flying at high speed are like a meat grinder!

Boom Rumble......

After a loud bang, he stopped, lowered his arms, lowered his waist, and moved on. And he left a piece of corpse behind him, like purgatory!!

Three different mechs appeared in front of them, their weapons were a large semicircular axe, they were taller than the average mech, and their armor was thicker, but they were still a head shorter than Mjolnir.

When they stepped forward, the rest of the Imperial mechs retreated.

"This is the Kray Army's Mjolnir! It's really capable! ”

"But it's still far worse than our executioners, just a bunch of waste that relies on the performance of mechs." The executioner's mech confidently stepped forward and pointed its axe towards Thor's hammer in a defiant motion.

However, the Thunder King remained expressionless, and he moved forward, in the direction of his son. The executioner in front of him was like air in his eyes!

Seeing that he was being ignored, the executioner burned with rage, picked up a huge axe and leaped up, as if to cut this Thor's hammer from the top down!

That kind of pressing momentum made the surrounding Pagath mechs stay away, for fear of being injured by mistake.

The huge battle axe, the flickering cold, the hammer of Thor that is still moving!

"Damn it!"

The Thunder King finally spoke.