Batman, a strategic and tactical genius, descends to hell to save the Chosen One.

The script he got should have been to use the Qishan Mine as the first base, gradually expand steadily outward, and in the name of the Qing monarch, force Belel to expel the conspiracy Schiller around him, and then gradually encroach on all of Beliel's territory, and then continue to fight until he dominates hell.

But as the saying goes, it is difficult for a good woman to cook without rice, and if people are not good for the year, they will stuff their teeth when they drink cold water.

Batman had just acquired a part of the Belette territory that was not strategically located and had few resources, and was besieged by all the countries on all sides.

What's even more terrifying is that these countries are not still in the medieval demon country, and during the period when Batman dominated the Seven Hills Mine, other Schillers who went to the demon lord to apply for jobs were not idle.

The vast majority of Schiller have succeeded in gaining the trust of the demon lords, and many of them are like conspiracy Schiller, and even separated all the cronies around the original demon lords, monopolized the power of life and death, and began to reform drastically.

The kind of method that Batman knew, Schiller also knew, and even some Schiller, in terms of infrastructure, was more experienced than Batman, after all, he came from a country that was once poorer and whiter.

The situation of the various kingdoms in Hell is not good, but in fact, several larger countries are relatively wealthy, and there are also complete systems of technology trees and a group of magicians with a good level, although the quality of soldiers is not as good as that of modern armies, but because the demons are born with better physical fitness than humans, they make up for the lack of education, and they can be regarded as useful.

For Schiller, it is already quite a good start to not have to start from scratch with a technology tree, not to start from literacy to develop education, not to be so poor that steel has to be repeatedly smelted, and to be eager to extract gold from scrap metal that has been practiced 1,800 times.

Therefore, during the time when Batman was still fighting in the mines, many countries around him began to carry out vigorous reforms, although for a while, the people's livelihood could not be improved a lot, but in terms of the potential of the liberation war, it did make rapid progress.

And as a result, Batman, who had just sold the novice village, met the real Overlord Sunset Crayfish at the gate of the village, and there was more than one, dozens of them.

The land occupied by Batman is relatively unique, it is bordered on three sides by Belial, Astro and Azazel, and at the same time, the largest rift valley in the southeast of the territory is almost impossible to defend against Beelzebub.

It cannot be said that it is in the Guli, or that there is no Poland at all.

What's even more terrifying is that originally, these parties were inseparable, but as soon as Batman came out, all countries instantly showed an attitude of friendly consultation.

Astro and Beelzebub turned their rivalry on the spot, and Belle and Azazel joined hands to think about the centuries of friendship, in short, the war could be lost, and Batman must die.

Batman doesn't have to think about it, he knows who is behind it, and what is even more outrageous is that there are some demon lords who are relatively far away from these people's territories and do not border Batman, and they also want to participate in this war. ….

However, these demon lords, who are usually very suspicious, have sung "The door of my house is always open", saying that if you borrow it, you will borrow it, and if you borrow soldiers, you will borrow soldiers, in short, all the demons are twisted into a rope, vowing to strangle the heretical power of Batman in the cradle.

At first, Batman didn't realize the seriousness of the problem, he thought that the demon lords bordering him would definitely attack him, so he began to shrink the defensive line, formulate a defensive strategy, stick to the city, and fight conservatively.

In the beginning, this method is indeed easy to use, the defender is always easier to fight than the attacker, plus the domestic railway line has been completely connected, the transfer of materials is very fast, as long as the materials are sufficient, it is not a problem to hold the city for a few years.

But as several other countries are full of firepower, the reform is further deepened, the infrastructure is gradually improved, and the speed at which they mobilize resources and troop sources is also very fast, and themselves, their army is much more numerous and elite than Batman, and less than seven days after the start of the war, the defense line was declared completely collapsed.

Batman sits on the Seven Hills

The command of the mine is not in the middle, just like a firefighter with a water gun and no water, and the battle reports are coming, and there are fires everywhere, but he doesn't have many cards in his hand, and he plays one less card.

And he understands that he has nothing to show his hole cards, and he also knows that all Schiller knows about this, so once he shows weakness, he will not lure the enemy deeper, but will only usher in a more crazy attack, and he can't sing the empty city plan.

Batman's elbows were propped up on the table, his palms were on his forehead, and he closed his eyes for a while, and at this moment, Merkel walked in in a hurry, holding a battle report, and said: "The western front has no way to retreat, Beelzebub's army in the Great Rift Valley is still marching, less than a day's distance from our defensive line, where should the third battalion we prepared be transferred?"

Batman awoke from his dream, Merkel glanced at his face, and now, Batman looked very embarrassed because he hadn't had any rest in seven days.

It is true that hell requires little to eat, drink and sleep, but that does not mean that there is no need for any rest after seven days of intense mental work.

Batman's genius brain had been running at top speed for a few days, and Merkel could already smell the burnt smell of parts overloaded from so far away.

He hesitated, but still didn't tell Batman the bad news that the southern front had just been broken through, Batman took the battle report in his hand, opened his eyes a little suddenly, and Merkel said, "I think you should go and rest for a while."

"That group of Schillers thinks so, too." Batman spoke, his voice hoarse to the bottom, and he said, "They're just waiting for a chance, and when I make a mistake, it's going to collapse, and I can't give them that chance."

"But you can't keep pushing yourself like this." Merkel frowned and said, "The body is the capital of the revolution, don't you notice that the strength of your soul is constantly decreasing?"

"That day, I heard the archmage of Sandbank City say that the human soul is the most sophisticated of all races, and ordinary methods cannot replenish our soul energy, and can only be restored by nature." ….

"If you wear your body down, it will have all kinds of negative effects, and it will most likely affect the condition of your body after you return to reality, and this effect will be permanent."

"But I have to win this battle before I can get back to reality." Batman shook his head slightly, stared at the sand table on the table, and said intently, "Although they are constantly attacking our defense, there are waves of attacks, which means that as long as we can block the next wave of attacks, then theoretically, we can block all waves."

Merkel sighed and said, "But that's just theoretical, you know, what your theory means?"

"It means that no one can go wrong." Merkel tapped her fingers lightly on the table and said, "It's unrealistic, and more importantly, you can't make mistakes, can you really not make mistakes?"

Merkel pointed to the sand table on the table and said: "At present, we are attacked in four directions, southeast, northwest, and northwest, plus five directions in the Great Rift Valley, which directly enters the country, and the western battlefield is the shortest line of defense, but on one line of defense, it must withstand at least 50 attacks a day."

"In other words, we have to withstand more than 200 attacks a day, and the tactical level of our grassroots commanders is still stuck in the original demon war period, and they can't be expected to develop any strategies above average, and they can understand orders and carry them out, which is already the most perfect situation."

"In other words, among these more than 200 attacks, all the decision-making pressure is on you alone, and more than 200 attacks a day, we will have to hold on for at least ten days."

"Among the more than 2,000 decisions, you can't make any mistakes, you can't make deviations, and you may even need to save when there is a deviation in execution."

"All the decision-making pressure will be on you alone." Merkel shook her head and said, "I believe in your wisdom and in your willpower, but you know that you can't hold up to this intensity of pressure without a driving force that drives you forward."

Batman said with a deep breath

"Of course I do, but we'll talk about it later, and let's solve these strategic problems that need to be solved first."

Batman discussed with Merkel for a while, and preliminarily decided on the next defense strategy, as Merkel said, although the major countries of hell have undergone certain reforms, productivity has increased, and the way of fighting has also changed, but it has not yet completely transformed into modern warfare.

However, without the three-dimensional offensive mode of land, sea and air and the mode of information warfare, the vast majority of wars are still dominated by sequential charges, and theoretically speaking, as long as the strongest wave of charging attacks is blocked, then the remaining attacks can be blocked.

It's just that in the subtle battlefield, every situation that may occur, every tactic that needs to be arranged, needs to be decided by Batman, and he does not have any margin for error.

Hell has no definite day and night, but for a certain period of time, the magma left above the sky will become dark, which is what Hell calls night, but the river of lava on the distant skyline is still bright, and Batman stands on the top of the mine, looking at the smoke rising from the river of lava in the distance. ….

On the skyline, the silhouette of a castle stands out, the castle where the former General Rotten Heart was located, and which is now Schiller's residence.

In the past few days, Schiller has never shown up, and the last time Batman left, Schiller's state was not very good, when he thought of this, Batman jumped from the top of the mountain, a small black shadow flew between the huge mines, and after a while, he came to the gate of the castle.

After thinking about it for a moment, Batman did not enter through the main entrance, but went around the back of the castle and climbed over the wall to enter.

As soon as he landed, he heard a voice ringing in his head: "Unfortunately, this castle has no garden, otherwise, perhaps I would have enjoyed the sight of you hanging from the canopy again."

As soon as Batman looked up, he saw Schiller standing on the balcony on the second floor of the castle looking down, and Batman walked in through the back door of the front hall, walked up the stairs to the bedroom door, and knocked on the door.

But at this moment, he saw that the demon named Claude was fully armed, and he was carrying a spear in his hand, and he looked like he was going out, Schiller opened the bedroom door, and Batman walked in.

"You're getting out of here?" Batman asked.

Schiller nodded, he glanced at Batman's state, and said, "Yes, I have other things to do."

"It's very dangerous for you to leave now." Batman's tone remained the same, Schiller looked at Batman's pale face, he knew what had happened recently, and before Batman could speak, Schiller said, "I said it, I came to hell, and the danger will not be me."

Schiller looked up, but then, he turned his head back to Batman and said, "You were right before, my own emotions are weak, but I can feel the emotions of others acutely."

Schiller closed his eyes, sighed, and said, "When you asked me the first question, I sensed that you cared about me, but did you really care about me?"

Suddenly, Batman saw that Schiller had a very crazy smile, and then he stepped forward, came face to face with Batman, stared into his eyes and said, "Do you know why other personality traits are targeting me?"

"Why?"

"It's a game." Schiller raised his voice and said, "And the prize of victory is the qualification to ascend to the surface consciousness to control the body, that is, the winner can replace me."

Schiller stared into Batman's eyes and said, "If you lose, you'll never see me again...... Good news, right?"

"Let me hear, are you feeling happy and relaxed?"

Batman tilted his head slightly, and he clearly felt that in an inadvertent moment, a flame in his chest was ignited, like a lamp bright enough to illuminate hell.

What is it that can sustain him, accomplish the impossible, gain greater power than he has ever had, and become a true chosen one?

Is it justice? Is it revenge?

No, Batman thought, perhaps, salvation.

Save the most unlikely person in the world to be saved, his enemy, him

's mentor, they are about to merge into one - Schiller Rodriguez.

However, both Schiller and the clowns are resistant to care, and they never respond, and the person who cares about them is like performing to the air, like a real clown.

But Batman doesn't care, and on any issue, he is more paranoid than others.

…… Wait, is Schiller really not going to respond?

At this time, Schiller had already passed by Batman and was about to leave, and at this time, Batman's voice came from behind him.

"So, why did you leave?"

Schiller's back paused for only a moment, then continued to move forward.

Batman looked at his back and he thought, this is really a very classic, Pride and Prejudice.

Catch the herd and burn the rope