What is the future of the Wizarding Empire, this is not a question for Balk and Christopher to consider, because at the moment, the only thing they need to think about is how to defeat each other. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

"The other party seems to be cautious, very sophisticated, and at the same time very proactive."

Balk came to a conclusion that sounded paradoxical, but Christopher couldn't agree more. In fact, there is no contradiction at all, and the most important thing is that the other side knows when to attack and when to choose to evacuate. This kind of advance and retreat is definitely not something that those recruits can do. Only veterans who have experienced life and death in the midst of war will have such experience -- Xiucai in the examination room is often not the commander on the battlefield, and the biggest difference between the two will be death, and Xiucai will always assume that all the situations on the battlefield are as he expected, and then begin to lay out tactics. A true commander will respond to the situation on the battlefield. What the other side has done before is a change based on their own actions, which is definitely not something that those recruits can do.

Balk and Christopher didn't know each other, and the other obviously didn't know them. Even if you have understood, there is always a difference between the information on paper and the aftermath. It's not that after reading the intelligence that shows Christopher is good at attacking bravely, you can simply treat him as a brute with a full head and muscles, but many times, intelligence is a combination of subjective factors. Christopher, for example, was indeed brave, but his cautious side was little known. It would not have been possible for the other side to do this if they had simply relied on intelligence judgment to make commands.

"If only you hadn't retreated."

Thinking of this, Balk sighed helplessly, while Christopher smiled.

"If we don't retreat, our current situation won't change much."

"That's right, it's not good to face an enemy with an unknown situation...............

After a brief conversation, the two fell silent again. Truth be told, if this were a real war, they would probably have chosen to evacuate first and then ask the Empire for more reinforcements. But unfortunately, this is only an exercise, although it is a real combat exercise, but in terms of agreement and treaty, it is to limit the number of participants on both sides, originally, this should be a more favorable factor for the empire.........

"It seems that that cunning boy, as rumored, will never do anything that he is not sure of."

What Balk is talking about is naturally not Hank, who is commanding the fleet at the moment, but Jenn. His name is also widely spread in the Wizard Empire. Whether it's attacking Seth or attacking the royal city of the Light, Jenn does something unexpected every time, anything that no one thinks will succeed, but he always succeeds in the end. It is evident from this that the young lord was willing to sign the terms that were unfavorable to him because he was sure enough to win. So far, at least, the mysterious fleet has turned the two veterans around.

"The big question now is, does the other side have only three warships?"

"Do you think they have more ships?"

In the face of Christopher's rhetorical question, Balk was also speechless, in any case, from the perspective of common sense, in a year, the other party can build no more than three or five warships, even if not all of them appeared before, at least most of them should be. But now, they are not sure whether their judgment is correct. After all, everything they had seen before exceeded their common sense judgment, so who knows what will happen next.

"If they have more warships, then what we are doing is in vain, and for now, if the other side has more trump cards than we think, then they will not take them out immediately........."

"All we can hold on to now is the tails of those three ships."

Captain Balk sighed again, and for some reason, he suddenly felt much older. The other party's way of fighting is unheard of and unseen, and this kind of thing should logically appear in the Demon Empire, but now, they have become rats played by cats, which makes Balk feel a little worried.

Jenn has a completely different view on this.

"The development of technology will change the way warfare is conducted, with machine guns and barbed wire heralding the end of cavalry, and combined operations by land, sea and air forces making the previously silos a thing of the past. When the interstellar age arrived, people had to re-understand the key points of fighting in space. Whether in terms of time or technology, we are more than one era ahead of the Wizard Empire, and if we can still lose, it will be simply bad luck. ”

"So master, do you think you're out of luck?"

Enoa, who was sitting quietly next to her, blinked curiously and smiled at Jenn, who shrugged her shoulders.

"It's a pity, I don't know, because in the Klein Continent, there is no goddess of luck alone..............."

Speaking of this, Jenn also sighed, but he was just talking, if such a thing as Lady Luck really exists, then whether it is really a lucky thing depends on another matter.

But...............

"I won't let go of this victory."

Jenn was quick to give the answer.

"Hank is doing a good job, at least for now, if something goes wrong with him, the first thing to worry about is whether Patilina will dismantle him, I don't think Hank will take this risk to deliberately make a mess."

Saying this, the corners of Jenn's mouth couldn't help but curl up slightly, and a smile appeared.

And as it turned out, Jenn's guess was correct.

Although so far everything is going well, Hank does not jump for joy, on the contrary, he seems more and more cautious and nervous. In countless previous exercises, he had tasted the bitterness of falling in front of victory more than once. And Patilina has told them more than once that "the ladder to victory is built step by step, and if anyone thinks that it is a low-hanging fruit, then it must be a poisonous fruit".

To be honest, Hank didn't expect that the tyrannical little girl would have philosopher-like thoughts when it comes to military warfare. But I have to admit that every defeat is a kind of spiritual baptism for him, at least so far, he has not had the slightest complacency because of the achievements of the reconnaissance fleet, which in itself shows the harshness of Patilina's teaching.

"The other party didn't fall for it."

"Anyway, he is also an old dog of the empire, and he always eats a few catties of extra grain."

The correspondence between Hank and Duorent clearly lacks respect for the Wizard Empire, but it is also a matter of course. Although logically speaking, as a soldier, you should abandon your feelings and give priority to reason. However, their "devil instructors" apparently have a different opinion on this.

"The enemy must be defeated, and since it is the enemy, then it is your freedom to respect the other person, but it is also your own fault to obtain a masochistic sentimentality in this way. Listen, to deal with such a thing as an enemy, is to knock them down in the mud, watch them cry silently, tremble in the mud, and then laugh and stab the butcher's knife into the other person's heart, it is a kind of enjoyment! Insulting an enemy is entertainment, killing an enemy is a pleasure, and you don't have to worry about anything else. What kind of respect and respect for the death of the enemy, that kind of thing to the later generations of stupid, unintelligent, underdeveloped historians who only know how to evaluate the past by their own preferences, stupid, cowardly, even with a plumb on their tongues! Because the value of that group of people's lives is to distort history, and in addition, the value of their existence is not even comparable to that of a maggot, except to roll a dung ball to show off their sense of existence, what will those fools do? Don't just deprive those dregs of the last meaning of existence. ”

Pattilina's mockery of historians is so great that her students wonder if the eldest lady has some kind of deep hatred for a historian.

But other than that, there was nothing wrong with what Patilina said.

That is, they don't need to worry about the enemy.

"The empire doesn't look like it's going to act."

"So let's attack from our side, since they have already set up a banquet, then as guests, it is time for us to play."

The two of them talked for a few moments, and then decided on the next course of battle.

Half an hour later, the three battleships led by Dorant quietly appeared in front of the Imperial fleet. (To be continued.) )