Chapter 8: Ecstasy
Although Fallon has a long history, there is really no teaching material that can be used in terms of tactics and strategy.
No way, the history of this world, the first half belongs to dragons and giants, and the middle is brilliant with elves, in the last few thousand years, human beings have slowly stepped onto the stage of history, during which there have been several glorious civilizations of human beings, either the point of the mind technology tree, or the magic technology tree, like the Nethrel Empire, even the floating city has been pointed out, and what strategy and tactics are you playing - directly drive the floating city to the capital of people, come to a face-to-face tactic, and bombard indiscriminately with magic.
The most important thing is the high magic characteristics of Ferren, which has created an incomparably strong personal force, some monsters are incomparably powerful, and dragons are flying all over the sky, and most civilizations belong to the isolated city-state civilization - Baldur's Gate and Waterdeep City are the most typical existences.
Many strategies revolve around personal force, and rarely use troops to fight battles, so naturally no one invests in them.
This doesn't mean that strategy and tactics are useless at all, I didn't see that Tampas, the number one battle maniac among the gods, the god of war, secretly cultivated an illegitimate daughter Yin Red Knight, and took advantage of last year's gods turmoil to directly promote it to his own subordinate god, in charge of the strategy priesthood, it is estimated that he saw the prospects inside.
In terms of strategy and tactics, Zhang You's ancestors played the most clearly, and he was forced by Zhang's father to read a lot of ancient books in this regard, a set of seven books of martial arts, including seven art of war - "Sun Tzu's Art of War", "Wu Zi's Art of War", "Liutao", "Sima Law", "Three Strategies", "Wei Xuanzi", "Li Weigong Asks Right".
It's one thing to just look at it, and it's another thing to memorize it, especially the kind of obscure ancient texts.
For a moment, all Gavin could think of was the best strategy in Sun Tzu's Art of War.
Books are hated less when they are used.
The ancients did not deceive me, they knew today, what to say, they should have memorized the seven books of the martial arts at the beginning.
Gavin is not such an easy person to give up, after sending Zalanda's summoning order to the captains of the Nott militia, he hurriedly returned to the room, locked the doors and windows, set up a simple alarm trap, put on clothes, held a one-handed sword, got into the bed, and within a few seconds, he entered a trance.
This is the silver elf blood flowing in Gavin's body, giving him a special ability, a special ability unique to the elven race.
Eccentricity is a lingua franca, elves prefer to call it meditation, a kind of semi-awake deep meditation, four hours of deep meditation, can top up to eight hours of normal human sleep in a good state, which is why elves are immune to sleep magic, unless they are unconscious, otherwise they generally do not fall asleep.
Whether standing, lying down, or sitting, you can enter a state of trance, but in terms of effect, the best thing is to lie on a comfortable bed, after all, once you enter trance, your body will also enter a state of relaxation.
The state of trance is very subtle, not only can I feel the condition of the body and the surrounding four or five meters, but the consciousness is highly active, especially the memories in the mind, like movie clips, tumbling out from time to time, let it taste again.
This is the reason why elves have a lifespan of seven or eight centuries, but they still remember the events of centuries ago clearly, because they always dig deep into their memories in deep meditation.
It's just that the specific memory that is dug up is not completely under Gavin's control, which is a bit related to dreams, but not exactly.
Zhang You II firmly believed in the existence of spiritual abilities because he occasionally entered a state of renunciation in deep sleep.
According to Zhang You II, the only way that is more useful is to think about it during the day and dream at night.
Before going to sleep, repeatedly strengthen your memory of a certain event, and after entering a trance, what comes to mind is most likely to be related to it, of course, it may also be a real dream, and anything strange will run out.
A dreamless night.
Gavin failed to translate all kinds of ancient books of the art of war, but turned out one hundred and eighty pieces of Tang and Song poems, which were useless at all in Faerun, and when translated in lingua franca, they would completely lose that kind of poetic conception, and the natives of Faeron could not appreciate it at all.
When Gavin finished his trance, it was just dawn.
But someone got up earlier than him, and Zalanda had already led a group of captains of the Noether militia to line up in all directions, and I don't know if they stayed up all night or only took a nap.
Compared to them, Gavin was still a little too lax.
Zalanda and the others fully implement the concept of racing against time, and the sooner they withdraw from Nottburg, the less uncertain they will be.
Give somebody a dose of his own medicine.
The most difficult thing to implement this tactic is not how to invite the enemy in, but to convince your own people to accept this bold and dangerous plan.
If this plan had been spearheaded by Logon, he would not have succeeded without even thinking about it, because his own people would have done it before that.
If it were to be implemented by Zalanda, on the one-third of an acre of land in Fort Notte, it would not be a problem at all.
Gavin dared to propose this plan to Zalanda yesterday, and it was based on this understanding.
"Today, we are fighting neither for Tassel, nor for the Noethers, nor for me Zalanda, but for ourselves, and victory must be ours!" Zalanda, dressed in military uniform, sat on his war horse, put down his armor, and held up the long sword in his hand, with fierce fighting spirit.
"Victory must be ours!"
"Victory must be ours!!"
"Victory must be ours !!"
The battle spirit of the entire Nottburg was ignited by a few words from Zalanda.
"Open the gates!" Zalanda ordered again.
In a creaking sound, the heavy gates of Nott City slowly opened, like a monster opening its mouth, waiting for its prey to come to the door by itself.
"Haka...... Goo-huh......" - Goblin "What's going on?" ”
"*Sahara ......" - goblin "I don't know either!" ”
"Gaha-la-......" - goblins whisper "Rush, humans are going to escape!" ”
The sudden reaction of Nott City caused a riot among the goblin tribes outside the city, and there was a loud and piercing noise of goblin language, discussing what was going on with the abnormal behavior of human beings, but with their barren intelligence, there was basically no decent result to be discussed.
When a green-skinned dwarf, chirping and waving his rudimentary weapon, rushed to the gates of Nott, the other goblins did not need to be agitated by the goblins behind them, and they roared and joined the charge.
The goblin nicknamed cannon fodder little fool, not for no reason, and his behavior at this moment fully explains the origin of the word "little fool".
Especially when the goblins who ran at the front rushed into the cave of the city gate first, more goblins behind were agitated and started to charge.
In their conception, as long as they can rush through the door of humans, humans are two-legged sheep to be slaughtered, even if they are nearly twice as tall and strong, they can only be slaughtered.