Forests, grasslands, hills, rivers, castles, and the sand table show the battlefield that is about to start today.

Standing on the edge of the sand table, Eleanor's hands trembled a little because of excitement, she loved this game to death, she loved this land full of passion and adventure, let the paintbrush and piano die!

She thought that it was wrong for her family to send her to Wisteria Academy to study, she should go to the God of War Academy, and when this academic year is over, no, when this competition is over, she will go through the transfer procedures.

What excites her even more is that today's opponent is named Charles McGarden.

Eleanor didn't think she was much worse than Charles, and she amassed a dragon in the first round to kill the enemy forces that attacked the castle at the last minute.

In the second round, she heard about Charles's method of accumulating resources and tried to accumulate the resources of a half-dragon.

In the third round, after gaining experience from the first two rounds, she finally managed to accumulate the resources of four dragons with great difficulty, but she finally decided to recruit only one dragon to help.

In the last two rounds, Charles had some difficulties.

Although both matches ended with Charles' dragon rider in the face, the resource-gathering team was attacked by the enemy, and the final number of dragons was only four, one less than in the first round.

And those teams that carried out the raid mission all went and never returned, so that the other party lost too many resources in vain.

The worst one had less than four figures under his command when the dragon rode in the face.

Eleanor took a special leave of absence to carefully study the two games, and found that Charles's resource extraction points were actually traps, waiting for a small group of commandos to come to deliver food.

She figured out Charles's combat routine, which is to wear down the opponent with defense, and at the same time develop and expand herself, accumulate an absolutely superior force, and then pounce on the opponent with a landslide and tsunami-like offensive.

Eleanor felt that she and Charles should have a common language, as the two had similar routines.

She made the decision in the shortest possible time, since the opponent would not attack at the beginning, then she would abandon the construction of defensive forces and invest all the resources she had started in production.

In the medium term, only a minimum number of low-level troops will be retained, reducing the cost of recruiting and daily attrition.

In the later stage, all resources are used to recruit dragons, and ordinary soldiers don't want it, so they may be able to fight with differentiation, and even if they fail, they will make the other party pay a heavy price.

Maybe he sent a dragon or two to lurk elsewhere and attack Charles's castle while his army was overpowered, so that he could still win this match and advance to the round of 128.

Eleanor made up her mind and got busy.

The race started at sunrise, and by noon farmland had been built around Eleanor's castle, and the first gold mines had been brought back by transporters in the distance.

The resources needed to summon the dragon were food and gold, which was her highest priority to collect.

The hunters are dealing with the prey that has been brought back early in the morning, and these prey will be food for everyone.

As she walked in the field, Eleanor watched as the wheat in the field, which had a very short growth cycle, was growing at a visible rate and ready to be harvested in the evening.

She was thinking about how far Charles on the other side had developed at the moment, and whether his level defense had been built.

After touring her own turf, Eleanor walked back to the castle, ready to start the next round of construction with the gold she had just brought back.

At this moment, a low horn sound came from a distance.

Eleanor's heart was shocked, this is the commander's horn, when it is blown, it can raise the morale of the surrounding troops.

Under the sound of the trumpet, the sound of horses' hooves and shouts drew closer.

A large group of cavalry rushed out of the mountains and forests in the distance.

It would also be inaccurate to say that they were cavalrymen, who were the cheapest peasants, riding the cheapest pack horses, wielding not weapons but shovels.

Wearing a makeshift white mask, Charles, also riding on a white pack horse and wielding a shovel in his hand, led hundreds of "shovel dancers" behind him into the opponent's village.

In the past few days, he has met a lot of people who are studying his own tactics, and there are people in the class who have dragged him to study and study together, just because he is good at mathematics.

This game has been taken crooked by someone, and everyone treats it as a business game.

So he didn't play farming anymore, and if he used too many of the same routines, he would be targeted, so he used all his resources to gather people at the beginning and played a wave of militia.

If it hadn't taken a little time to find this place, he would have made it here much earlier.

Standing behind the castle window, Eleanor watched in amazement as Charles first led the men to eliminate the hunters who were handling the prey in one fell swoop, eliminating the biggest threat.

Then these "shovel class" scattered in all directions, and went in groups of three or five to exterminate the farmers in the fields.

Although the hoe in the farmer's hand can also be used as a weapon, the opponent's pack horse is also a horse, and the farmer in the field has no power to fight back with the mount bonus.

For a while, there were murderous voices outside the castle, thick smoke billowed out, and the mill on the edge of the field was in flames, and there was no way to recover it.

Eleanor immediately summoned a long group of spearmen with the gold she had just brought back, the wood from the distant mine warehouse, and the prey she had previously disposed of.

A few of the horsemen near the castle were unaware of the situation and were dismounted by well-trained spearmen.

Charles shouted when he saw this, and the shovel riders took advantage of their speed to move away from the spearmen and hunt down the farmers and miners who had rushed back.

As a man with war experience, Charles naturally had a reserve in case of contingencies.

He was surrounded by a dozen hunters on horseback, who were ordered to attack and use kite-flying tactics to contain the spearman.

The peasants in the fields were the first to be wiped out, and the miners who had returned from afar were all hung up by a charge by an enemy several times their size, and finally the horsemen rushed up and killed the spearman with their shovels.

Eleanor propped her hands on the windowsill to make sure she didn't slump on the ground, as the farmers with shovels surrounded the castle.

She didn't have any resources left, and she couldn't even recruit a farmer.

There's a reason Charles let the farmers use shovels as weapons, and with a wave of his hand, the farmers began digging the corners of the castle.

The castle gates opened, and Eleanor stepped out with a determined face.

With the only weapon she could find in the castle – the two legs of a sandtable table – she shouted "The people of Fringen will never surrender" and rushed to the enemy outside the castle without hesitation.