Countless stars were wiped out in the aftermath of the frantic bombardment between the two fleets, but no one's eyes seemed to be fixed on anything other than these enemies, and the only thing that both sides needed to notice now was the real-time coordinates of the two fleets represented on the holographic sand table, and the firepower poured by them had been turned several levels in a row in more than half an hour.

"I understand why the dancer made her the deputy head of the Grass God Mercenary Regiment, but I didn't expect that she still has a very good talent in this area - that is, she still needs to hone her heart and hone her temperament."

Yao is hands in her arms from the beginning to see the present, she has never paid attention to everything that happened in this war, it can be said that she is the only person in this war who really pays attention to other places, and constantly evaluates each other in her heart.

Looking at Lan Feng's technical and tactical level performance in the past half an hour, whether it is offensive or defensive, except for the slightly immature at the beginning, the later performance has shown visible progress to the naked eye, she has successfully adopted the technical and tactical knowledge she learned from the auxiliary learning equipment for her own use, and has learned and used it lively.

With such performances today, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is very talented.

But......

Yao's gaze suddenly fell on the tactical sand table in front of Lan Feng, looking at the changing coordinates of the two fleets, and suddenly said coldly: "Deputy Commander, what are you anxious about?"

Her voice was soft, and it was the result of being instantly masked in this bridge full of various battle orders and battle reports.

But it was such a light question, Lan Feng, who was still engrossed in commanding the fleet battle just now, suddenly stopped the movements and instructions in his hand, and turned his face to look at Yao behind her—her expression in the face of this question instantly became a little complicated, but she instantly returned to her previous normal, and said: "Of course, it is to end the battle as soon as possible, the opponent's fleet has an advantage in numbers and the core intention is to fight guerrilla warfare and attrition with our army to avoid this phenomenon, which is also in our ultimate interests."

"End the fight as soon as possible?"

The corners of Yao's mouth twitched slightly, and she leaned against the wall and continued to ask casually, "It is indeed a very logical answer, but Deputy Head Lan Feng, you seem to have forgotten that the Twilight Sword Mercenary Regiment is not a part of our Sumeru civilization, and their commander will not obediently follow your ideas, on the contrary, you obviously want to end the battle as soon as possible, this kind of behavior is a pretty good opportunity in the eyes of the opponent's tactical planner - no matter what time it is, the more impatient people are, the easier it is to make mistakes, This is especially true on the battlefield."

"On the contrary, our army's equipment technology and logistics are far stronger than the opponent's army, in short, our army is better at attrition than the seemingly larger opponent, the double bonus of more advanced imperial technology and god-given magic makes the Sumeru army have unimaginable resilience in hand, and the people of Twilight Sword want to fight a war of attrition with us to drag us down, the real number is a bit too much."

Yao raised his hand and pointed at the holographic battlefield sand table in front of Lan Feng, pointed his finger at the real-time coordinates of the opponent's fleet, and made his own judgment with an attitude as if reporting the facts: "In other words, Deputy Commander Lan Feng, the tactical arrangements you make now are not in the interests of the Grass God Mercenary Group - the correct choice should be to continue to delay the opponent's military strength, wait for the opponent to reveal flaws, and then concentrate combat forces to make a powerful concentrated breakthrough, I think the ship-step coordination tactics currently mastered by our army should have such power."

Hearing this, a touch of complexity in Lan Feng's expression was fleeting: "Delay consumption...... If this tactic continues, measured according to the size of the opponent, even in the ideal mode, the two sides will have to continue to fight like this for several hours before there is a break as you described."

"Hours, then hours."

Yao's answer was extremely simple and crisp, as if she didn't care about what kind of impact the Grass God Mercenary Group would have on the mercenary group if it had to fight against the other party for several hours, she just stared at Lan Feng's eyes and said in a surging voice: "Deputy Commander, don't forget, the warships and soldiers in our hands have the unimaginable powerful technical blessing of the opponent, and it is only a few hours of hard fighting, and the Grass God Mercenary Group is not yet so fragile."

「…… Or is it that you don't really care about the mercenary group?"

Without waiting for Lan Feng to answer anything, Yao's sudden and meaningful words changed and asked a question again.

But she also didn't intend to listen to Lan Feng's explanation, she didn't bother to listen to her answer who already knew the result, and continued to speak to herself: "It's understandable that your past made you think this way, but it's understandable to understand, but if you think that you can casually put your private will above Sumeru, then you just think a little more - take it easy, the law of nature is like this, the weak eat the fittest, and human beings just put on a side of this rule called "civilization" and this kind of kindness can sometimes lead to great disaster."

「…… Is this your idea, or is it the idea of Lord Grass God?"

Rarely, Lan Feng was silent for a few seconds before raising his head again, his gaze also staring at Yao without dodging: "Just because we were forced to get involved in the war between us by accident, without any interest and meaning, can those of us who started the war have the right to slaughter everything at will without restrictions? Is it because we are strong? Should the strong slaughter any other weak life they see and not have any ideas? Don't you think there's something clearly wrong?"

"Slaughter? No, you seem to be thinking a little too much, Sumeru civilization and dancers haven't fallen to that point yet."

Unexpectedly, Yao stretched out a finger and shook it, she still looked at ease in the face of such a serious topic: "I think you have a big ideological problem with your judgment of the situation now, and the dancer-sama ignores all this just because she will only be responsible for the Sumeru civilization, because she is your leader and your god, since she chose to save you back then, then she has the obligation and responsibility to be responsible for your future - because she is stronger than you, she can do things that you can't do."

"And as you said, you don't have any idea about this kind of behavior at all - I can only say that you really didn't listen to a word of the dancer's teaching to you a while ago, the dancer is not an executioner, have you ever seen a butcher who is mentally prepared to be killed by someone else before killing someone?"

"It's not that she doesn't have any psychological burden on this kind of thing, it's just that she, as a real strong person, sees it more thoroughly than you sentimental weaklings."

With that, Yao suddenly changed to a cold attitude, and looked at Lan Feng with a very dangerous gaze: "...... You should thank the dancer for her kindness, her leadership skills are actually completely unsatisfactory in my eyes, she will give unlimited kindness and tolerance to her people - if I were her, I would not mind destroying you all and then find a new group of people who obey me, she is burdened with fate and responsibility that you cannot imagine and understand, little one, demons are very efficient."