Listening to the sigh of the orc king, I was deeply touched.

Unconsciously, the time spent with Emily came to mind.

It was a heart-wrenching and devastating time!

Every day before dusk, on the arena of the Elven Palace, I admired Emily's heroic appearance while being beaten to the point by her.

While enjoying the visual feast, it destroys the competitive self-esteem.

Every day is painful and happy.

Until one day, I suddenly found that my self-esteem in the pursuit of competitiveness was gone, and all that was left was an indifferent mentality.

I used to wonder if it was something that caused something to happen in my body that caused my heart to force myself into the Deep Sage mode.

Soon, though, I was relieved – my male hormones were still flooding after seeing my fiancée's energetic figures.

So, I thought of another reason—probably because I had been devastated in some way for a long time, so that it became a habit, and unconsciously, in my heart, I had accepted this reality.

In other words, my competitive pride had burped in Emily's successive defeats.

All that remains is the numbing thought of being frustrated by reality.

After figuring this out, and after several days and nights of repeated pondering, I determined that this kind of psychology is not the deep sage mode, but the deep salted fish mode.

As for why the name was chosen, the reason couldn't be simpler.

What is salted fish?

A guy who doesn't have a dream is a salted fish.

What are my dreams?

Defeat Emily and satisfy your competitive pride!

However, what about competitive self-esteem?

Has been beaten to death by Emily.

I have no competitive self-esteem, and I am no different from a salted fish without dreams.

In the same way, I conclude that my numbness after being defeated = deep salted fish mode.

And since the state of the orc king at the moment = the numb state after I was defeated, therefore, the state of the orc king at the moment = the state of deep salted fish.

Thinking about it like this, it's very interesting, it turns out that I'm the same creature as the orc king and the salted fish~

"What are you laughing at?"

The dry voice of the orc king without dreams sounded in my ears, startling me who was snickering.

"Ah, nothing, think of some interesting old things," I said perfunctorily.

He didn't hold me accountable for my sudden snicker, but sighed deeply and said, "Do you think that my Iron Wolf Guild and Rose Legion are really inferior to elves, goblins, and dwarves?" ”

"I don't know about elves and dwarves, but elves may not be able to match them for the rest of their lives," I said truthfully.

"What you say sounds very heart-wrenching," the orc king said, "They are all humans, why can't our clan be as good as goblins?" ”

"It's not that I'm complimenting the goblins, but the facts are there, this race that has lasted for tens of millions of years, until today, can still be active on the stage of the Zephyr Continent, there must be something extraordinary about them, and after tens of millions of years of vicissitudes and accumulated thousands of years of experience, the vision and knowledge they have are not comparable to those other races that have only experienced a few thousand years."

The orc king was silent for a few seconds, then nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable, well, let's put aside the goblins first, what about elves and dwarves?" The elves were born almost the same as ours, and as for the dwarves, their ancestors were born much later than the orc ancestors, so why is my guild still not their opponent? ”

"The basic strength of the elves is not much different from that of the orcs, you should have witnessed this," I said, "Take the battle in the morning, at the last moment, if there is no sudden outbreak of the elves, no one can predict who will end up with it." ”

"What about the dwarves?" The Orc King asked.

"Dwarves?" I chuckled and said, "You watched that game too, can't you even see the slightest clue?" ”

"What's the clue?" The Orc King wondered.

His expression was surprised, and he didn't look like he was pretending.

"It seems that you are only concerned about the victory or defeat of the Rose Legion, and you have not noticed the gap between the Rose Legion and the Dwarven Guild."

Seeing that the Orc King's eyes were full of doubts and resentment, I sighed lightly, softened my tone, and continued: "Of course, I don't mean to slander the strength of the Rose Legion in Dasai City, but from an objective point of view, the comprehensive strength of the Rose Legion is indeed inferior to the Dwarf Guild, which is not only a matter of combat effectiveness, but also a matter of physical fitness. ”

"Physical fitness?" The orc king was unconvinced: "Isn't the physical fitness of our orc race inferior to that of dwarves?" ”

After listening to the orc king's words, I didn't answer immediately, but stared at him for a long time, and even stared at the orc king feeling impatient, and then I said slowly: "Were you thinking just now, the orc race needs strength and strength, speed and speed, and a meat shield and a meat shield, which point is not as good as a dwarf, is that so?" ”

He was stunned and said, "So what? ”

"That's why your guild has never been able to defeat the dwarven guild," I said, "You only know how to look at your own strengths, but you can never find your own shortcomings." ”

"My shortcomings?" The Orc King asked, pointing to his nose.

"It's not your shortcomings, it's the shortcomings of your subordinate guilds," I said, "Although the orc girls in the Rose Legion of Dasai City have strong physiques, strong combat effectiveness and strong enough strength, but you found that no, they do not attack each other so tacitly. ”

"I didn't notice that," the orc king said, "I think that their coordinated attacks are very tacit, and their moves are so close that it is difficult to find a gap." ”

"Yes," I said, "you are right, they do have a close tacit understanding with each other, but this tacit understanding is not the tacit understanding between the whole, but the tacit understanding between small groups, when the small groups come together, there will be all kinds of gaps, all kinds of flaws, and these gaps and flaws are often the key to their failure." ”

"But I don't think the cooperation of the Dwarven Guild is particularly good!" The Orc King retorted.

"That's because you didn't see it, it's not that there doesn't exist between them," I said, "Didn't you notice at the first glance of the dwarven legion that the formation of the dwarven legion was like a strong fortress, with seamless walls?" ”

The Orc King nodded thoughtfully: "There is indeed a strong sense of oppression. ”

"That's right," I said, "The easiest way to break through the fortress is to break it down from the middle, but who can do it?" ”

The Orc King subconsciously shook his head.

"Then there is only one other possibility left, face the ground and forcibly break through, do you think that with the two ace guilds under your command, how sure are you if you want to forcibly break through the dwarves' impregnable defensive formation?"

"Fifty percent!" The orc king blurted out, but in an instant, he overturned his prediction again: "No, Sancheng...... Uh, two percent, well, two percent sure should still be there. ”

"The Rose Legion of Dasai City, which is only 20% sure, do you think it is normal to lose?"

(End of chapter)