Quadruple split.

Chapter 751 La Morocco's Advice

"Want to hear my advice?"

Lamoloch walked slowly behind the illusory figure, put his hands in his pockets and asked with a smile: "I am a gifted chess player who won a great victory for the Southwest Parish not long ago, Zen Well thought out advice”

The phantom of Archbishop Eden turned his head, stared at the back of the other party wearing a large cloak, and said in a deep voice: "Listen carefully, Lord Lameloch."

"To be honest, regardless of the fact that there is an unfathomable upper limit, I actually don't know the commander who is blocking you in Sumer, and I don't know what means he will use to break the situation in front of him. After all I'm not very interested in astrology personally, so it's impossible to do something like a 'prophet'."

Lamoloch smiled slightly, then clapped his hands lightly, and then the wall in front of him twisted strangely, and in just a few seconds, it turned into a map centered on the main peak of the holy mountain Sumer. The positions of key points such as Whispering City, Northeast Diocese Reinforcement Army, Holy Church Joint Expeditionary Force, etc. are precisely marked, marked with red, green, and golden flames.

"This is."

Although people who knew the Southwest Diocese had quietly infiltrated, such a map with both accuracy and timeliness still shocked Archbishop Eden.

"This is a chessboard. Although it can bring freshness to first-timers, it is still firmly bound by various rules and conditions."

Lamoloch walked briskly in front of the 'chessboard', with the corners of his mouth slightly raised: "Now, let's take the most critical first step—conditional integration."

The red flame in the upper left corner of the map suddenly exploded, and gradually formed a group of layered rings centered on itself, shrinking like a heartbeat.

"First of all, the main peak of the holy mountain Sumir is also the strategic goal of your parish."

Lamoloch stroked the coat of arms on the neckline, and said peacefully: "In a simple analysis, our advantage lies in the 'purpose', which is the core part of the Northeast Diocese's plan, which is to use our Lord's supreme Divine power pollutes the Holy Spirit of the Earth dormant in the mountainside of the main peak, and imperceptibly bestows the concept of "Godland on Earth" around Sumer through several ley lines. This is unknown to the enemy. They don't know the means used or even the 'cycle' to complete the pollution, which is our greatest advantage."

"It only takes half a day for us to make the Holy Spirit of the Earth surrender to the whisper."

Archbishop Eden nodded. After being in a stalemate with Sumir for so long, he was not so confused that he didn't even know where his advantage was.

"So, looking at this core strategic point, what are our disadvantages?"

Lamolock stared at the red flames that looked like lotus petals, and a lot of blood was reflected on his feminine and handsome face: "The answer is very simple, that is, the away game is at a huge disadvantage and the regional combat effectiveness is insufficient. You probably already understand the friction of , the emphasis is on the latter."

Eden immediately shook his head and retorted: "The lack of combat power is only temporary. We have already had a large number of reinforcements arriving in the north. Although it will take some time to truly transform into combat power, as long as the attitude of the Holy Church Alliance continues to be ambiguous, as you said before We tried to wait until the end to take action like we did, and we can definitely defeat those orcs in Sumir head-on after we have integrated our strength."

"Oh, what about the attitude of the union of the Holy Church? We can talk about that matter later, as for now."

The young man with the highest status in the Whispering Sect smiled, and said in a leisurely tone: "You also said just now, after you have integrated your power, you can definitely defeat the orcs in Sumir head-on. Although there are some things that need to be corrected in this sentence, but I won’t say much because it’s not important. All in all, if I analyze your passage from another angle, can I think so——before you have integrated your forces and completely integrated support into the system, you If you are not sure about defeating Sumir head-on, even if you can barely reach the main peak, you will never be able to guarantee that you can hold out for 'half a day', that is, the time it takes to completely pollute the spirit of the earth."

Eden, who was far away in the Great Prayer Room of Whispering City, suddenly sank his face, because he had no way to refute the other party's flattering words.

"Very well, it seems that we have initially reached a consensus, Lord Eden."

Seeing that the other party didn't speak, Lamolock continued on his own: "Then let's look at Whispering City. If we speed up the analysis, it's very simple. The advantage is the location and high-end combat power, and the disadvantage is But the location has been exposed several months ago, and it may be threatened at any time."

Accompanied by his words, the mark burning with green flames on the upper right of the wall quickly turned into a triangle, rotating at a fixed frequency that was fast but could barely be caught by the naked eye, which made people sick.

"Except for the personnel who must be stationed in the city to maintain the operation of the position, so that those believers who are far from mediocre can also receive the gospel of the Lord, from the point of Whispering City, all the combat forces that extend directly to the line of Sumir are about um, 5 About the strength."

Lamoloch stretched out his slender fingers, and drew a horizontal line between the two very light-colored flames above the map, then moved his gaze down, and lit a second green flame on the wall: "As for the reinforcements that are entering the range of Sumir through various channels, the strength is about 4. Of course, under the premise that they have not been integrated, they can display a strength of 2 to 3 is enough to make people laugh, and Sumir's side."

Accompanied by his light words, the group of red flames entrenched on the sign of the main peak of Sumir suddenly exploded.

"Assuming that the commander possesses the three conditions of 'strategic ability no lower than the tactical level', 'excellent judgment ability and overall situation view' and 'sufficient voice', then he has also obtained a lot of achievements in the recent period. With little support from all walks of life, their strength is probably around 6 to 7."

Lamoloch looked at the phantom with no waves like a pool of stagnant water with a smile, and gently pushed the lens in front of his left eye: "Although it doesn't seem to have much advantage on the surface, it is even better than the people gathered in your parish. The rising power is not as good, but this level of chips is enough to complete a beautiful comeback."

"So, Lord Lameloch, you have made such a big circle."

Archbishop Eden was silent for a while before taking a deep breath, and said in a deep voice, "What kind of advice do you want to give us?"

"Don't worry, Archbishop Eden. Although time is extremely precious, please listen to me to finish the last prerequisite, which is the expeditionary force of the Holy Church Union."

A golden flame ignited at the bottom right of the map, and Lamolock lazily fiddled with the lock of black hair on his forehead, and said slowly: "Although it's just an irresponsible judgment, I give those guys a strength rating of 10, Sounds a little scary, right? But don’t be nervous. Referring to the previous performance of that team, we can easily make a judgment, that is, before we defeat Sumir, we want to owe Sumir a big favor without I hope that the Holy Cult United Expeditionary Force, which has lost too much power, will not act rashly, that is to say, under normal circumstances, for us who only need to attack the main peak of Sumir and persist for half a day, those people can almost be regarded as decorations."

The golden flame curled up behind Lamoloch. Although it was still dazzling, it was no longer sharp and looked non-aggressive.

"So far, both the chessboard and the chess pieces have been clearly presented in front of us."

Lamoloch turned his body sideways, so that the simple and almost crude "a game of chess" behind him was completely presented in front of Archbishop Eden, and said with a smile: "What do you think?"

The latter, who had no opinion, twitched the corners of his mouth: "I admire Lord Lamorlock for your ability to analyze the battle situation in a simple way, and I look forward to the 'suggestions' you want to give us."

Obviously, this is nonsense without any nutrition.

Lameloch thought so, but he didn't say it.

For a living person, this does not conform to the aesthetics of communication.

For a dead man, it is meaningless to say more.

For a living person who is about to die, not only is it not aesthetically pleasing, but also meaningless.

So, he just smiled modestly, and then said his 'suggestion' without reservation.

"In my opinion, whether it is war or battle, it is just a game of victory and defeat. As one of them, there is only one thing we should do from the beginning, and that is to achieve the goal earlier than the enemy. To win, and nothing in the process is worth anything."

Lamoloch calmly spoke words that were not difficult to understand, but his soft voice made people feel chills for some reason: "Victory is victory, whether it is a complete victory, a big victory, a small victory, or a tragic victory, it is a victory; defeat It is a defeat, no matter if it is a complete defeat, a big defeat, a small defeat, or a disastrous defeat, it is all a defeat. Under this premise, what I care about is always winning or losing, not gain or loss."

For some reason, Archbishop Eden, who suddenly felt a chill, listened silently.

"I don't like being a roundworm in anyone's belly. Although in many cases it is necessary to speculate on the enemy, the act of 'guessing the enemy' will often limit oneself and miss a lot of valuable things, so I don’t know, and I don’t want to know what method the opponent will choose to break the situation.”

Lamoloch's tone was extremely brisk, but the arc of the corner of his mouth became more and more fierce: "Under this premise, I don't need to guess how the opponent will win, but concentrate on thinking about how I can win. The troubles I will face will be Much less than the average person, the advantage of this habit is that the time for me to think tends to be longer than others, and my thought process tends to be shorter than others.”

Eden snorted coldly, and said impatiently: "My time is limited, Lord Lamerlock, if you don't mind, can you?"

"First, cherish the Holy Cult United's currently deployed team, ignore them, and immediately reorganize the combat forces that have been withdrawn to the east of the main peak of Sumir, and enter the battle in the shortest possible time to forcefully attack the mountain."

Lamoloch's voice without a trace of emotion interrupted Aiden, and the eyes that were smiling most of the time were cold and coquettish——

"Second, order all the believers who came to support to gather on the spot, and rush to any place fifty kilometers southwest of the main peak of Sumir to stand by within two days, and send three to five bishops to act together with them."

"Thirdly, after the mountain attack on the main battlefield for one day, set up a supervising team and integrate all believers whose strength is below the peak of the middle level as vanguards to launch an oppressive attack, regardless of casualties, until all members die in battle."

"Fourth, when the mid- and low-level believers who have no position to support their strength will be greatly reduced, send the high-level believers who have always maintained their positions in Whispering City to the front line, leaving no time for rest, and let them take over from the completely wiped out. The former vanguard continued to attack, forcing Sumir to use its upper-level combat power."

"Fifth, empty the Whispering City, put all your combat power into the front line, leave no reserves, no supplies, day and night."

"Sixth, storm!"

"Seventh, attack!"

"Eighth, storm!"

"Ninth, let the support troops gathered in the southwestern part of Sumir go straight to the Temple of Enlightenment and start the pollution ceremony."

"Tenth, the mountain attacking force is split into two parts. On the one hand, they contain the Sumerians who are trying to come back, and on the other hand, they intercept the Holy Church Alliance that will inevitably take advantage of the opportunity."

"In the end, the Sumir side will be unable to return to the rescue because [-]% of their combat power is held to the east of the main peak; while the Holy Church Alliance has sufficient combat power, it will be unable to kill all of our main offensive due to the poor offensive position. The mountain troops rushed to the main peak."

"Conclusion, the strategic goal has been achieved, and we have won."

Looking at the main peak of Sumir, which was dyed dark green on the map, and the two groups of red and gold flames that were crowded and burning on the east side of the main peak, Lamoloch laughed happily.

However, the green flame that originally represented the power of the Whispering Sect had only a small number of scattered residues left, and the entire army was almost wiped out.

"you"

Seeing the power he had worked so hard for for so many years be destroyed in an understatement, Archbishop Eden's eyes almost burst into flames.

"I simply put forward a 'suggestion' that may not be correct. As for whether you are interested in adopting it, I don't care about it."

Lamoloch snapped his fingers, bringing the messy wall behind him back to normal, and said leisurely, "That's all for now, I wish everyone in the Northeast Diocese good luck."

Then, he cut off the 'whispers' that poured into the prayer room from the upper floors neatly, and forcibly terminated this conversation.

A moment later
"grown ups."

The middle-aged man with the emblem of the Theocracy of Dreams on his robe quietly walked out of the shadows, stood beside Lamolock and said with his head bowed: "Why do you want to?"

"Why tell him the only way to win for sure?"

"Yes."

"Of course it's to make him lose~"

"Uh?"

"Hehe, but the specific situation depends on that guy Su Mier."

"You said so."

"I, I sincerely hope that that friend I have never met can show me a good show."

Chapter [-]: End

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