He didn't want to flip a coin and pick one. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

If you choose the wrong one, you will be a mediocre leader who will single-handedly lead the team to annihilation.

Tang Ze has always rejected any possibility of betraying the blame.

That being said, time doesn't wait for him.

The atmosphere of silence spread quietly, and in the baking of Iwamoto Ten's respectful and inquiring gaze, Tang Ze felt that his body and mind were being tormented on the oil pot.

At least say something, Tang Ze thought so, but found that he couldn't open his mouth at all.

"Could it be that the master thinks more far-reaching, far above these two advantages and disadvantages..."

Iwamoto noticed Tang Ze's silence and immediately became a little nervous.

Tang Ze was more nervous than him, and suddenly, he had an idea.

"I see, have you considered the pros and cons of both?"

"Don't be afraid, just speak your mind."

Tang Ze opened his eyes, and his gaze was like substance, which made Iwamoto's heart tremble.

"Thank you for your forbearance."

It is wise that the master must have thought more than I did, so that he could have such leniency to accept my two plans.

Feeling the vast wisdom, under the effect of the [Seed of Greed], Iwamoto Heaven was extremely moved.

"As you wish, my master."

At this time, his heart was full of feelings of joy and sincerity, and he sighed at the profundity of Tang Ze's wisdom.

"According to the previous plan, this team disappeared on the west side of the 'Blood Wasteland', a long distance from the cemetery."

"If Camp Rog were to send 'Purifying Monks' and Paladin Professionals to track down the remaining evil breath, it would most likely be misled by the intricacies of the arrangements beforehand. At this point, you can increase the number of raids on your own team, and if you can, eradicate those Paladin Professionals. ”

"Among the professionals, the proportion of barbarians and paladins is large, and it is important to find opportunities to hunt mages and assassins, which will reduce the pressure on the monster team, and I have a separate plan for this."

"The focus of the offense is still on the professionals, and many details still need to be paid attention to, master, the opportunity to attack is short-lived, and it needs to be grasped immediately."

Iwamoto observed Tang Ze's face, breathed a sigh of relief, and continued, "It's easier to stick to the rules. ”

"Abandon monsters that are too far away, recover only nearby monsters, and eradicate the team of pros around the cemetery."

"But this undoubtedly exposes the location, and the monsters of the Blood Wasteland are too weak and need stronger forces to open the situation, try to avoid large-scale clashes with the professional team, and thus give them a chance to find out their strength."

"With the strength of the master, you can go deep into the cold plains and try to recover more powerful monsters to enrich the garrison of the cemetery."

"Although the Rog camp has successfully purified the evil cavern and set out to sweep the blood wasteland, with the blood lesson of the 'Ice Plain Battle' ahead, its higher-ups will not recklessly send an elite team of professionals to it, this is your chance, master."

These two plans are not very clever, but they are realistic.

Especially the point of "Cold Plain", Tang Ze really didn't take it into account.

Dealing with this matter steadily, it is natural to give priority to the "sticking" plan, recuperating in the "Icy Field", and avoiding confrontation with the powerful Rogue camp.

But Iwamoto also made it clear that "in comparison, the risk of holding on may be greater." ”

"The heavy losses in the Battle of the Ice Plains prove that the monsters in the Ice Plains are strong, and most of the masters have to face monsters that are more than the professional group."

"Also, the Evil Moon is approaching, which may be one of the reasons why Camp Rog hastened to sweep the Blood Wasteland."

“・・・”

Tang Ze immediately made a thoughtful expression, and the aura of majesty slowly dispersed.

Holding on is more risky than attacking, and weaker than attacking, so what reason do I have to choose it?

He hates uncertainty, and besides, why should he be afraid of the pros?

Only by not fearing the enemy can we defeat the enemy.

Tang Ze couldn't help but think so, and then gave an exact reply.

"Cowards will undoubtedly choose to back down, and for us, there is only one way to break the boat."

Moving out of the majestic words, Tang Ze's figure became more and more unfathomable, and he cleared his throat, "Then it begins... ”

I wanted to announce the start of the plan, but Tang Ze found that the subordinate's gaze was suddenly glazed.

"Ahem."

can only retract the words in embarrassment.

"Wrecked? Broken axe, broken axe, sunken boat, why, why master..."

Iwamoto muttered, "Broken cauldron and sinking boat", his eyes getting brighter and brighter, as if he sensed something new.

He didn't listen to Tang Ze's last sentence, like a monk who had realized everything.

"I see, instead of maneuvering, slowly reducing the strength of Rog's camp, and coming up with such a way of common sense, is it really too shallow for my knowledge?"

"My small structure limits my gaze, and I can't see farther..."

"The subordinates know that they are stupid, and they are grateful to the master for their orders!"

Iwamoto's face suddenly changed drastically, he knelt down respectfully, and continued in a deep voice: "Knowing your grand intentions, incompetent subordinates understand their own narrow pattern. ”

“？？？”

Tang Ze was in a daze, hiding his embarrassment, maintaining a high-profile silence, and waiting for Iwamoto's next words without losing grace.

Although confused, Iwamoto seems to have come up with a new plan.

Listen to it.

"As you can imagine, continuing to raid the ranks of the Pros will gradually increase the vigilance of Camp Rog's, and the plan to encroach will become more difficult."

"You have already seen through this, and only then did you give a point to your subordinates."

A look of frenzy crossed the druid's face, "Rog and the pros are still scattered in the bloody wasteland, the news of the attack hasn't had time to spread, the pro team has just finished their mission and is in a state of slackness, this is a good time!" ”

"Break the cauldron and gather all your forces to attack Rog's camp in one fell swoop!"

"If they can break through the outer defenses and residential areas, they will definitely not have the time to fight again when the evil moon is approaching."

"This opens up a new situation, this method is very graceful, and the pattern is far above my ignorance."

"The master is confident, and the subordinates just need to keep up with you."

Iwamoto condensed all his excitement into words, and looked at Tang Ze's eyes with more reverence and fanaticism.

Breaking the kettle and sinking the boat, if it is, it is for bravery!

Comparing Iwamoto's state of mind and vision to a flame, then Tang Ze's side can be described as an abyss of ice.

“・・・・・・”

A bolt from the blue.

In an instant, Tang Ze's breathing was about to stop, and his trembling brain almost crashed.

Attack Camp Rog! Iwamoto's low, fanatical voice kept echoing in his ears.

A dry throat and a tumbling stomach are no longer the level that ordinary people can achieve, how did the druid in front of him think of it?

Ben had the intention of showing off, so he said the word "ruined kettle", but Iwamoto was greatly stimulated, and with the effect of "greedy seed", Tang Ze's words were constantly deepened and interpreted, and then broke through to an incredible realm.

This is the realm of transcending the brain and breaking through the sky.

It simply can't bear the weight.

He cherished his life, and he had never thought of such an earth-shattering move as "attacking Rog's camp", otherwise he would not have repeatedly tried Iwamoto Tendo to come up with a plan, but everything happened so wonderfully.

Inexplicably, he has to lead the timid Sinking Demon and the sluggish zombie to shake the mountain-like Rog camp.

It's not a game, it's a game of death.