[The content of the game refers to Warhammer II, and the specific battle refers to the video of the big guy, if there is any similarity, it is not a coincidence]

Qiao Ling has played this type of soldier card battle game, and he probably understands the essence of this kind of battle.

Soldiers in this game are generally divided into melee infantry, ranged units, cavalry, giant units, air units, heroic units, and artillery units.

Each race has its own characteristics, and its strengths and weaknesses are quite obvious.

The essence of this kind of battle is the pre-match guessing table.

For example, if you choose a unit that is dominated by giant units, and the opponent does not have anti-large units, you can use large units to massacre.

After thinking about it carefully, Qiao Ling chose the dark elves as his race.

As for the soldiers, he selected two teams of medium-quality infantry, two teams of high-quality infantry. Two teams of shock cavalry, two teams of archers, one team of elite light cavalry, and two more auxiliary heroes.

A high-strength infantry line ensured that it would not collapse, and a large number of more mobile cavalry could easily crush the enemy's rear row.

The defect of this lineup is that it tests the command ability of the commander too much, after all, the cavalry can be supernatural if it is used well, and if it is not used well, it will be given for nothing.

[The preparation time of the warring parties is over, and the game officially begins]

Qiao Ling's gaze quickly swept across the battlefield, and the Grim Reaper chose the Beastman race.

I thought back to the information I had just read.

Judging from the panel attributes alone, the Beastmen are not very strong, but they have an absolute advantage in numbers.

There were seven teams of melee infantry and six teams of cavalry in the line of sight alone.

Qiao Ling and Death both command the army from the perspective of God, so they have a good estimate of the situation.

"I don't know what the hell you're thinking? Is that all you want to lose? Mr. Death. ”

Even though he was commanding a large number of troops, the Grim Reaper seemed very leisurely, "Yo, you still have the energy to come and talk to me!" I thought you were exhausted just by commanding! ”

"It's not as easy as Mr. Death, but it's perfectly fine!"

Choosing elite troops and abandoning cannon fodder is also a way for Qiao Ling to reduce the difficulty of his own operation.

At this time, in the middle of the battlefield, the infantry lines of both sides also began to fight together.

And the cavalry on both sides also began harassing attacks and tentative contacts.

War is never something that can be won or lost by numbers, and even though Qiao Ling's dark elf infantry is surrounded by beastmen, they still rely on their strong individual qualities to hold the defensive line.

And in the several contacts between the cavalry of the two sides, Qiao Ling also took a lot of advantages, especially the two teams of archers, hanging each other from a distance, constantly tearing apart the opponent's battle line.

"Mr. Death, you're not in a good situation!" Qiao Ling is not the kind of person who wants to show off when he takes advantage of something, but he thinks that the Grim Reaper's performance is too suspicious.

It's just that he can see that the strength of the beastmen is not very good when he browses it for the first time, and after the Grim Reaper is selected, there is no particularly bright performance, and even the operation is not particularly outstanding.

The Grim Reaper didn't know where to change the fan and fanned it lightly towards himself, and the picture was really as weird as it was.

"I've said that young people just can't hold their breath, and they always like to shout when they encounter things."

"It seems that the Grim Reaper senior wants to let me, so I will unceremoniously accept this battle and win!"

"As long as you can get it, then go for it!"

Qiao Ling didn't care about the nail in the myth, he concentrated on operating the knights on the battlefield, constantly interspersed with charges, and expanded his advantages little by little.

Qiao Ling's style of play is calm and sophisticated, like an executioner, tightening the noose around the enemy's neck little by little.

Soon, nearly two-thirds of the battle losses of the beastmen on the Grim Reaper's side were lost, and the morale of the army was also crumbling and about to collapse.

"How about it, do you have the illusion that you are going to win?"

"It's not a delusion, it's a fact."

Death stood up and preached as a priest, "I convey God's will as Death, awake, my most faithful servants, and tear your enemies to pieces." ”

A burst of black mist suddenly appeared on the battlefield, and there seemed to be the cry of a ghost in the black mist.

"What the hell did you do?" Qiao Ling angrily got up and asked.

"You just have to watch what I've done!"

"You're cheating, you're interfering in the battle below!"

The Grim Reaper's eyes looked at Qiao Ling with a little pity, "My innocent and poor child! I did intervene in the battlefield below, but it wasn't cheating, and it wasn't a violation. After all, the rules make it clear that we can use all means to achieve victory, don't they?! ”

“……”

The black mist that suddenly appeared cut off Qiao Ling's control over his soldiers, and the soldiers who lost the control of the commander were just lambs to be slaughtered.

It didn't take long for the black fog to clear, and only the Beastmen of the Grim Reaper were left alive on the battlefield.

The emotionless mechanical host reappeared.

[The first bet is over, and the Grim Reaper wins.]

The next ten minutes are a break

After the break, a second fight will take place

The second match is a card duel

In a deck of 1,000 cards, the cards will be randomly distributed to both sides of the battle, and both sides will fight with cards, each with 1w HP]

[Don't say anything, Yu-Gi-Oh has seen it, I've played Hearthstone]

Qiao Ling probably understood the intention of this bet, this is not a competition to see who is more capable, but a competition to see who can cheat more.

He also understood why the Grim Reaper was so confident in this competition, because cheating is such a thing as a very particular home advantage.

Qiao Ling looked at the Grim Reaper opposite and smiled, there was no trace of reluctance in that smile, but there was an indescribable excitement contained in it.

The ten-minute period was over quickly.

The gambling fight began again.

Both have five more cards in their hands.

"Hey, boy, just admit defeat or not, you can't win against me anyway."

"Ah, do you have a chair here? I want to sit back and play slowly. Although no one answered, a couch appeared out of thin air.

Qiao Ling sank his body into the sofa and twisted a few times. "That's right, under the current format and conditions, the chances of you winning are very high! If you meet a normal person, you will definitely lose cleanly! ”

"Heh, you're saying this as if you didn't lose neatly." The Grim Reaper also made a sofa for himself and sat down comfortably.

"Ah, yes! It's really embarrassing to lose the last game! It's been a long time since I've been like this! Qiao Ling's eyes bloomed with a strong fighting intent, "So, oh, uncle, I'm going to get serious next!" ”