Since Edward III no longer set his sights on Zhao Gao, Zhao Gao also retreated from the Golden Tent and returned to his independent kingdom of God.

It has to be said that the deeper you understand, the deeper the foundation of Edward III shows. Just like this S-class strategic prop "Golden Sweat Tent", it really plays a greater role on the battlefield than imagined, it can connect the relatively loose pioneers into a whole regardless of distance, and it is comparable to an artifact in terms of integrated combat coordination!

Fiona in the Forbidden Area didn't have this kind of item, so she had to descend into the story world to gather the Pioneers together. If you do this, you will not have the effect of overlooking the entire battlefield from above, and only a small schematic diagram of the battlefield provided by the "forbidden area" will inevitably be greatly inferior in terms of layout.

In this small kingdom of God, Zhao Gao also had his own throne, he did not sit on it, but chose a random place, sat on the ground, and fell into deep contemplation.

Zhao Fujin and Fang Jingshu, who are followers, naturally appeared next to him, these are his other two hole cards, but at this time, they will not be easily put into this plot world.

"If I summon all the eighteen horsemen Zhang Xun's personal guards, what are the chances of winning against Edward, the thirteen black-armored knights?" Zhao Gao's fingers unconsciously kept sliding on the ground, and he turned his head to Zhao Fujin who was lying in the rocking chair and asked helplessly, as for Fang Jingshu, probably under the influence of the blood in the "Eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade", he was quietly kneeling next to him, patiently waiting for his order.

"Half percent!" Zhao Fujin stopped the rocking chair, blinked his eyes, stretched out the little thumb of his right hand, and most hatefully bent it up half a joint, revealing a smooth little knuckle and dangling it in front of Zhao Gao's eyes.

Zhao Gao suddenly became angry, Zhang Yi, who had the highest rank of Zhang Xun's eighteen battle horses under his command, had reached the plot B level, and the second-class Zhang Eighteen also had the strength of plot D+, and there were all kinds of specialties in these eighteen horses, and the combat effectiveness of the cooperation could be raised to three percent!

However, the black-armored knight who was like crawling out of hell had no faith in himself.

Although the strength of the eighteen horsemen is strong, they still look like people; The thirteen horsemen can be said to be in human form, and judging from the way they fight, they are simply killing machines. In the battlefield, people face machines. It is not dominant in terms of strength and form.

"You don't have to be presumptuous, your Zhang Xun guards are not raised in a greenhouse, they all followed Zhang Xun all the way to the death, and their combat effectiveness is more secure than that of plot units of the same level." Zhao Fujin saw Zhao Gao sitting on the ground with a depressed face, so he no longer said anything to hit him, but calculated seriously, "Although the odds of winning are only half of the way and they won't be higher, if it's really life and death, then the thirteen black armor will not survive more than three horses, and the leader of the black armor will die!" ”

That's the truth!

With the ability of the nobles on the ground, Zhao Gao can summon all eighteen war horses through the ability of spatial communication, but these units summoned without consuming the upper limit of intelligence cannot be resurrected, and it is a hammer deal that smashes the rice bowl, and he will definitely not use it easily until life and death are at stake.

Another way to do this is to summon by lowering the upper limit of intelligence. With Zhao Gao's current ability, the number of extreme summons is eight (born one plus the upper limit of intelligence/10), and the ability to unify combat is of course greatly inferior to the former, and the advantage is that after dying in battle, you can spend points in the "Land of the Gods" to resurrect, as long as the time of the two summons is not too short, you can use it repeatedly to ensure combat effectiveness.

"You don't have to be depressed, as far as I can see, these black-armored knights summoned by Edward III may also have to pay a huge price, and the biggest possibility is the limit of the number of times." Zhao Fujin, with the rank of a C-level historical figure, obtained no higher authority than Zhao in the Land of the Gods; Her status as a "celestial noble" gives her special preferential treatment in some terms of authority, and she must have a basis for giving such a judgment.

"Huh?" Of course, Zhao Gao's mind will not be entangled in this meaningless issue, but when it comes to the secrets of the Ruler Edward III, it obviously does not hurt to know a little more without revealing them to the public.

"In my judgment, Edward III is likely to have obtained the bloodline inheritance of the long-legged Edward in a certain plot world!" Zhao Fujin gently patted the armrest of the rocking chair, using the word "maybe", but there was a positive meaning in his tone.

"I have this kind of speculation, but there is no basis for it." Zhao Gao touched his chin, although those black-armored knights all called Edward III "my lord", this in itself was one of the clues worth questioning.

Under normal circumstances, the only owner of the black-armored knight who is like a fighting machine must be Edward III himself, so except for the slight possibility of the black-armored knight's betrayal, the only thing left is the bloodline left by Edward III who also obtains this title in the form of inheritance.

"There is no need for any basis, Edward Long-legged is only one step away from conquering Scotland and becoming an emperor in the true sense of the word, and because of this difference, he is only the pinnacle of epic historical figures, and there is still a half-line away from the legend." Zhao Fujin is obviously more familiar with historical records than Zhao Gao, and he has his own unique channels for judging the strength of the characters in the plot world, but most of the time he is too lazy to say it.

"Of course, the personal guard of an epic peak historical figure should have such strength, after all, Zhang Xun's rank is only A+." Zhao Gao absentmindedly took Zhao Fujin's words, and the circle in his hand gradually became clear, he was satisfied enough with the strength of Zhang Xun's guards, although the black-armored knights summoned by Edward III were strong, but in terms of real use, they may not be comparable to them.

"According to this Europa inheritance rule, even if Edward III obtains the right to inherit by blood, the order of succession must be very low." Zhao Fujin chuckled in a low voice, this kind of thing of doing tasks for the sake of status and being someone else's son has actually done Zhao Gao has also done. The most important thing in the plot world is the so-called discipline.,It's a thing that takes hard work to be able to survive.,It's boring to be too entangled in such a thing.。

"So his black-armored knight only has a temporary right to use it, and I'm afraid that every time he will have to pay a huge price from his cheap brother in the plot world - according to convention, I'm afraid there is a limit to the number of times he can use it every year."

Fang Jingshu, who had been kneeling next to her and sitting quietly, actually raised her head to speak, which surprised Zhao Gao and Zhao Fujin.

But if you think about it carefully, one of the functions of the original use of "Eight-foot Qiong Hook Jade" was to let Fang Jingshu have the thin blood of Asumasu, and she was also promoted to the plot A-level, and the Japanese royal family is also the inheritance of this bloodline in the world. From this point of view, Fang Jingshu can also be regarded as half a princess with royal blood, and maybe the blood relationship is closer than that between Edward III and Edward Long-legged.

"Yo, I'm not happy to see that I'm talking to your father-in-law a lot, and the little lady's temper is also growing with the growth of strength!" Zhao Fujin laughed, and then stretched out his hand and pinched Fang Jingshu's face fiercely, Fang Jingshu was too tender, she didn't expect Zhao Fujin to act like this at all, and she actually let her get her hand for a while, so she had to bow her head in astonishment with crystal tears in her eyes.

Zhao Fujin didn't mean to accept it when he saw it, turned his head and patted Zhao Gao's shoulder, snorted in the direction of Fang Jingshu, and said with a smile: "Actually, it's not too difficult for the eighteen horsemen to win against the black-armored knights, as long as this little lady of yours presses the formation in the back, and casually puts a bunch of auxiliary skills, the situation of victory and defeat can also be reversed." ”

Hearing Zhao Fujin say this, Fang Jingshu raised her head instead, the tears in her eyes were long gone, and all that was left was her eager gaze.

"It's just a hypothesis!" Zhao Gao shook his head, and instead turned his gaze to the deeper part of the map, where was a fog, but it was where his biggest hole card was.

No matter how fierce the battlefield below is, it is just a gladiatorial arena belonging to Edward III and Fiona, and he is just a useful pawn. The battlefield belonging to Zhao Gao has already been opened up to the other corner of the map by him, and it is in a state of striking at the same time.

PS: Yesterday's three watches, not only did they all order out but even the collection was dropped, so I'd better be stable.