Full-time master: I have a spirit behind me.

"What's wrong?" Joan of Arc looked at Mistletoe, who seemed to be in a trance, with some curiosity and asked.

"Nothing." Mistletoe played with the small bottle of white medicine in her hand and suddenly laughed: "Friendship first, competition second..."

"The players of the Chinese team are not annoying." Grahead yawned, "Of course, except for the one with uneven eyes, the red-haired squinty eyes, and the chatterbox and thief..."

The England national team burst into laughter. The first two people mentioned by Grahead did involve some personal grudges, but the last two were indeed things recognized by all national teams.

Arthur smiled and shook his head: "Okay, then, let's start the meeting.

The statistics I brought back this morning confirmed one thing. The reason why the Chinese team performed so well in the team competition yesterday was because the U.S. team scored five points at the end of the doubles competition, while the Japanese team only scored one point. In the end, the U.S. team advanced and the Japanese team was eliminated. "

"If the Japanese team advances, they should have fought hard in the team competition." Merlin took a look at the documents in his hand and said, "The Chinese team was well prepared. During the break, they sent people to check the situation at the other venue. From this point of view, it was indeed our negligence..."

A small negligence caused a huge chain reaction, which directly led to being at a disadvantage in the third natural force field.

Mistletoe was completely destroyed in the next game, and Vivian's condition was not very good either. It is very likely that she will not be able to support a whole team game.

The team competition sticks to the lineup, which is considered useless...

"Then, what follows is a conventional attack and defense tactic, or a full-scale burst tactic." Arthur thought for a moment and wrote down two names on the blackboard: "Which one do you prefer?"

"I think……"

The most difficult polishing moment is about to begin again.

……

In the Chinese team's lounge, the four tacticians gathered together. Ye Xiu and Zhang Xinjie were playing chess, while Yu Wenzhou and Xiao Shiqin were watching from the side.

"After losing the capital to hold on, our chances of winning are 20 to 30 percent higher." Xiao Shiqin said while resting his head on his arm, and then changed to a more comfortable position: "The amazing thing is to strengthen the burst of the lineup, add the elemental mage, and then give the other vacant position to the warlock Guinevere, and then form a regular lineup with frontal defense and output from the back row."

"If that's the case, the other side's healer is likely to still be Gao Wen's guardian angel." Yu Wenzhou touched his chin: "Then, in our next team game, can we continue to use the guerrilla style?"

"Huang Shaotian and Zhou Zekai..." Zhang Xinjie thought for a moment and put down a chess piece: "Then who will take the other positions?"

"Let Captain Li play another game with the strategy of knowing white and defending black?" Xiao Shiqin looked at Ye Xiu.

Ye Xiu shook his head while thinking, and picked up a chess piece: "No, Xiao Wen's consumption in the last game was not small. In the next game, he can only play a double match at most. In the double match, he can only play as a support... Let Da Sun play, and add Wang Jiexi's magician in the team match to develop flexibility to the maximum. In this way, no matter what lineup the opponent has, we can counter it."

"Why not let Su Mucheng replace Lao Wang? Lao Wang's magic has probably not been fully understood yet. If he appears less frequently, he might be able to play a key role." Xiao Shiqin looked around: "What do you think?"

"But, in this case, the overall mobility will decrease..." Yu Wenzhou sighed.

The map for the overtime match is not chosen by everyone, it all depends on the system.

If it is a positional battle, Su Mucheng's Mu Yu Cheng Feng can exert the highest limit, but if it is an open area with a clear view and the opponent is advancing slowly, Sun Zheping's Zai Shui Yi Xia alone cannot hold on.

"Tsk..." Xiao Shiqin nodded helplessly. Having Wang Buluixing play was already the most conservative situation. No matter what else happened, the most important thing at the moment was to ensure that they could win the last game against England.

"What conspiracy are you guys plotting here?" Sun Xiang curiously poked his head out from the sofa behind Xiao Shiqin and looked at them suspiciously: "Oh, are you playing chess?"

"Shit!" Xiao Shiqin was startled, and looked at Sun Xiang who suddenly popped up with lingering fear: "What are you doing?"

"Tsk, look how timid you are." Sun Xiang curled his lips and said disdainfully.

"We are discussing the appearance in the next team competition." Yu Wenzhou explained with a smile.

"Me? Me?" Sun Xiang asked expectantly. For a split second, the four tacticians seemed to have a vision of the wildly swinging tail behind him. Combined with the expectation in their eyes, people subconsciously looked away with some reluctance.

"No." Zhang Xinjie said calmly, thought for a moment, and added: "Not yet."

"That's boring. I'm going to go watch Captain Li and Zhang Jiale play billiards first." Sun Xiang stood up with some regret.

The four tacticians looked at Sun Xiang's back silently, wanting to say something but stopping themselves. Everyone seemed to have the same idea, but no one wanted to speak first. Finally, Xiao Shiqin couldn't help but said, "Tell me, is Sun Xiang a Husky or a golden retriever..."

"Erha..." Zhang Xinjie opened his mouth subconsciously.

"A big golden retriever." Yu Wenzhou smiled and shook his head: "It looked so arrogant before, but after getting to know it, it was surprisingly comfortable."

As long as his hair is straightened out, Sun Xiang will listen to whatever you say.

Ye Xiu smiled and shook his head: "Alright, let's not talk about this for now, let's think about whether there is any room for change in the team competition... Oh, and, I won."

As he spoke, he pressed down a chess piece, patted his butt and stood up.

"Hmm...wait a minute, what kind of chess are you guys playing?" Yu Wenzhou, who arrived last, was stunned for a moment. The situation on the field: "Isn't it Go?"

"I thought they were playing Go, but Ye Xiu was playing Gobang." Zhang Xinjie was speechless.

……

"Are you sure we still want to keep the arrangement of two knights and one guardian angel?" Morrigan scratched his head. "I feel like after three games with this tactic, the opponent will have a way to break it, right?"

"On this point, I agree with Morrigan's idea." Guinevere sighed, "For now, it is indeed the safest to have three in the front row and two in the back row. Jeanne, Arthur, Gawain, plus Merlin and I...

However, have you ever thought about the possibility that the opponent might guess this lineup?
Besides, it would be easy for the opponent to target us, right? Think about their four-shooter lineup in that game. In this case, can we really hold them back? "

Guinevere's worries were not unfounded.

Safe means being fair and peaceful, but if such a lineup is used in overtime, it would be a bit lacking.

"How about we give them the whole job too?" Grahide raised his hand excitedly.

The others looked at each other and then at the excited Grahead: "How do you do it?"

"Listen to my analysis first... Basically, Arthur and my sister-in-law have not been in very good condition, right? Let's not talk about the previous games, just the games against the Chinese team, almost every game was played to the full. If the opponent chooses a high-mobility map, are you sure you can effectively control the opponent with the front row?" Grahead said seriously. Hmm?
Lancelot looked at his brother in surprise.

It does sound like human language, doesn't it?
But I'm not sure, let me listen again...

"So, what you mean is..." Arthur asked thoughtfully.

"Let me do it. I'll take over the responsibilities of a back row officer." Grahead said, "Let's go to Boss Guinevere."

"Isn't this the same as before?" Morrigan was stunned.

"Listen to me!" Grahide rolled his eyes: "I will replace Boss Guinevere, but I won't play as a support."

"If you don't want to fight... just wait a moment." Guinevere was stunned.

Yes, Grahead’s exorcist is not a support exorcist, but a damage-oriented one. It’s just to lay a good foundation for the cooperation between the two, so Grahead is made a support. But fundamentally, the twins are both damage-oriented professions: "What do you mean..."

"That's right. In the last game, I only clicked on the output skill of the Shikigami White Tiger, and the effect was not very good. The opponent will definitely think that I will return to the pure auxiliary and t position in this game. So, in this game, I will disguise myself as an auxiliary, and then suddenly burst out to forcefully dismantle their front row. What do you think?" Glahead asked excitedly.

Don't say it, really don't say it...

In the England national team meeting room, all the players fell silent.

This seems like... there's no point?
Although the risk seems a little greater, the benefits and risks are proportional.

This time, this kid Gladhead actually came up with some useful ideas?
Joan of Arc, Merlin, Mistletoe and Arthur Guinevere did not find any major problems during the thinking process, which is really rare.

Otherwise, think about it more carefully?
"I have a better idea!" Grahide continued to raise his hand and said, "It's an enhanced version of the previous idea!"

"You say." Arthur nodded, his expression becoming serious.

Grahead moved his stool and cleared his throat: “Actually, I propose that contestant Lancelot replace contestant Arthur.

Don't be impatient, just listen to me first.

First of all, we are twins, so we have better coordination, which is clear to everyone, right? Then I have already started to prepare for a surprise attack, so why can't I let my good partner also do something against logic?
Let Lancelot play as an assistant! I guarantee that this is a problem that no one would have thought of!
Secondly! As we all know, Joan of Arc and Lancelot are in the period of passionate love. Of course, I definitely didn't see them being affectionate in the garden yesterday. If you want to see it, I will share it with you later. I have known Lancelot for 22 years and have never seen him blushing. One pound per ticket.

Moreover, once Jeanne and Lancelot are on the field at the same time, in order not to embarrass himself in front of his lover, Lancelot's combat power will increase exponentially...

Shit! What are you two doing?

Before Grahide could finish his words, Morrigan and Merlin pressed him down on the table from both sides.

"I saw you move the stool just now and I knew you didn't have anything good to say." Merlin smiled and said, "Then I asked Lancelot for his opinion under the table."

"The price they offered is a bit high," Morrigan said sincerely, "and I'm very close to you."

“You two…” Grahide wanted to cry but had no tears. He watched helplessly as Lancelot stood up expressionlessly and walked towards him: “Sister-in-law, sister-in-law, save me!”

Joan of Arc turned her face away, not looking at Grahide.

"Captain, Captain, save me! I have sweated for the England team and made contributions to the England national team! I can't bleed and cry for the national team anymore!" Grahead shouted frantically: "Captain, Captain, say something, Captain!"

Arthur silently turned his head to the side: "Be gentle and don't hurt your hands. His first suggestion was somewhat effective."

"Understood." Lancelot looked around and rolled the documents on the table into a paper tube very carefully.

"Wait, brother, brother, we are close friends, brothers and sisters! Real brothers! Real brothers! You can't do this to me! Mom and Dad will be sad!" Grahead cried, "Brother!"

Lancelot walked up expressionlessly and raised the paper stick in his hand.

"Then let us continue our meeting."

"Do you need me to go out and fight?"

"No, no, just stay here. It's quite refreshing."

"Ah."

"Ahhhh!"

……

"Well, that's about it. As for the rest, do you have anything to add? Fang Rui, go ahead. I see you've been thinking about it for a long time." Yu Wenzhou asked with a smile.

Fang Rui scratched his head and stood up: "Actually, there is no problem with the overall direction, but I feel that your guesses about the opponent's lineup seem a bit..."

"A little?" Xiao Shiqin looked at the situation on the board behind him, then looked at Fang Rui: "Isn't this appropriate enough?"

"That's it, a little too stable." Fang Rui smacked his lips twice: "This is the third overtime game, one of them must leave. If it were normal times, away games or even home games, this lineup would not be a problem.

But if it's overtime, even a lifelong old turtle will have to come out and take a bite of meat, right?"

"That doesn't make sense, does it?"

"If we're talking about adultery, we've got to look at you guys who are playing dirty..."

"There is an ancient person who made a good comparison: who is better than Guan Gong and who is better than Cao Cao? It is really hard for me to compare with Guan Gong, but you are no less than Cao Cao..."

"Damn, whoever sang this, stand up!"

(End of this chapter)