Quadruple split

Everyone was shocked!

Even the high priest Mondo Pan, who had been vaguely reminded by Huo Yanyang before, "Hei Fan's appetite seems to be a bit big this time," never expected that the young man in front of him would directly say, "Kill those guys." The believers and their babbling city are all in the same pot. When you hear this, everyone feels better.

As for the others, they weren't too panicked because they didn't believe it at all.

"Ahem, I'm talking about Pastor Hei Fan."

Plana coughed slightly and asked Mo Tan seriously: "Although we old guys also have the same expectations, you should focus on the results that can be achieved in the near future."

Compared to Crom, who kept rolling his eyes next to him, this prophet's grandmother's words could be said to be quite tactful.

Mo Tan, who didn't have Yu Chen watching from the side, also had a high emotional intelligence. He nodded understandingly, reorganized his words and said: "Annihilate more than 70% of the Whispering Cults within the Holy Mountain Sumir within three days. If we have the power to paralyze the function of Rumbling City as the local brain, we can eradicate them from the northern border within seven days, which is the best outcome."

Elders: "."

I don't know why, but everyone felt that although this young man did speak much more tactfully than before, and left more leeway, the arrogance in his words continued unabated.

"snort."

An old man with an unshaven beard, a slovenly appearance, and a shabby-looking pothead curled his lips, and while stroking his dark yellow tiger teeth, he looked at Mo Tan displeasedly: "Don't blame me for speaking badly, young man. If things are really as simple as you say, then why have we fought so hard against those damn blasphemers in the past six months, and were even robbed of our place on the mountainside of the main peak?"

“It’s good to be bold.”

Crom also sighed and frowned: "But what you just said, Pastor Black Van, is just fantasy to us, not to mention that our manpower is not as good as those who can't kill them no matter how hard they are." Blasphemer, even if the combat power of both sides is the same, it will be difficult for the warriors to take advantage of those weird sorcery."

Although others did not throw cold water with these two old men, including the seemingly gentle Prophet Plana, their silence itself was a statement.

But Yi Zhao, who had been standing at the door from the beginning until now, suddenly took steps forward, quietly and quickly walked around behind Mo Tan and stood with his hands behind his back. Although he didn't say a word during the whole process, he was still invisibly helping the senior beside him. Adds some momentum.

Although it was hard for her to believe that what Mo Tan said just now was true, but...

Hard to return, hard to believe. Since the time when she was always paying attention to the battle report of Misha County in the City of Light, this high-level female knight who is soft on the outside but strong on the inside and has a tenacious personality no longer has any doubts about Mo Tan. .

Because she has doubted it countless times. After learning that the plague broke out in all directions, Xia Lian was seriously injured, and that the so-called joint force was always facing enemies several times the size of herself, she did not know how many times she had doubted it. He fell into despair, praying all day long as long as His Highness Xia Lian and Saint Wangyu could return safely.

The results of it?

It was this "senior" who looked ordinary in front of him, with neither aura nor sharpness, who actually led those joint forces who were simply militiamen in Yi Zuo's opinion to win the battle and achieve a victory. Another miraculous victory.

Maybe others would subconsciously doubt it after hearing the results that seemed like cheating, but Yi Zou, who received Xia Lian's autographed letters every once in a while, knew very well that the man he almost mistakenly thought of as a fool when they first met The young priest, the incredibly talkative senior, the senior who never put on any airs, the senior who led himself and several others to escape from the commander's despicable tricks, and even perfectly led him to Sumir after arriving. A senior with a series of beautiful counterattacks can create miracles.

Even if he is just an ordinary person, Yi Zuo firmly believes that he can create a series of miracles that even those geniuses can hardly copy!

【Senior is omnipotent! 】

From the moment Mo Tan pulled Yi Zuo out of a desperate situation that was almost equivalent to death, he led the reconnaissance team with only a few people left to climb the main peak of Sumir, and when he was in a safe position, he spat out blood and fell in the snow. Since then, this idea has been deeply ingrained in the girl's mind.

[So, I want to support him, support him unconditionally. 】

A reserved smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. The female knight standing behind Mo Tan looked calmly and firmly. She straightened her back desperately in front of the elders with unfathomable strength, hoping that she could help the seniors share some of the pressure.

And what about her senior?

There is really no pressure at all!

If this matter had been brought forward more than ten days, Mo Tan, whose personality was in an "absolutely neutral" state, might have broken out in a cold sweat under the strong onlookers of these old men and ladies. After adjusting his mentality for a few minutes, he could continue to continue to elaborate on the idea, but now

In the eyes of Mo Tan, who had just experienced the biggest setback in his life (current personality) not long ago, those elders who were full of doubts and even consciously showed a little pressure to remind themselves of a correct attitude could no longer bring themselves to It's no longer a burden.

Compared with a certain girl's question that almost pierced her heart, this scene was nothing worth mentioning.

It even makes people want to laugh

"Haha~"

So he really laughed, and then sat on the chair with a nonchalant expression. He turned around and smiled at the elder with the jar head: "If you can, please control your momentum a little. I am not very strong." The juniors who are cuter than me are now almost being crushed."

The great prophet Pulanna, who was sitting on the other side of Mo Tan, was stunned for a moment, then immediately glared at the elder with the jar head and said angrily: "Gale!"

"Ahem, accidentally, accidentally."

The old man with a pot lid, known as Gale Gale, suddenly laughed sarcastically and put away his deliberately exposed aura. Finally, Mo Tan's physical strength, which was only less than 50%, stopped slipping.

"Thank you, Ms. Planner."

Mo Tan nodded politely to the old lady next to him, then coughed lightly, leaned back on the chair and whispered softly: "I understand the suspicion of the elders about what I just said. To be honest, since everyone has chosen to cooperate, I, then I can come up with some conclusions that sound more acceptable, such as being able to frustrate the enemy's energy and make them timid and afraid to forcibly attack the mountain for a while, even if there are some situations that are inconsistent with what they said afterwards. , and it is much better than being questioned so violently now.”

Mendo Pan and Plana, who were relatively calm, nodded slightly and felt that there was nothing wrong with what Mo Tan said.

"It's a pity that I can't do this."

Mo Tan shrugged, looked down at the sand table in front of him and said calmly: "Due to some regrettable situation, I lose consciousness for a long time every day. Under this premise, if I didn't tell you everything in the beginning, If so, then I very much doubt whether everyone will implement the plan I laid out at the critical moment."

Everyone seemed a little confused, but they did not interrupt Mo Tan's words, including Gale and Crom, waiting for his next words.

"Well, now that we've talked about the premise, let's talk about the details."

Mo Tan did not continue to talk in circles, but simply pointed to the two sets of black chess pieces on the table: "This is our enemy. As you said, it is an enemy that is higher than ours in terms of overall number and individual combat power." , in my opinion, including now, as long as they are willing to pay a certain price, they can attack the main peak of Sumir at any time and achieve whatever goals they want to achieve."

Crom, who was relatively familiar with this aspect of warfare among the crowd, nodded and said in a deep voice: "Yes, if I thought we were in a stalemate with those blasphemers before, the apprentices in Mundo discovered another enemy. After batching the teams, the situation became too delicate."

"You are right, Lord Crom."

Mo Tan smiled, casually picked up a white chess piece representing Sumir's side and started playing it: "But it is obvious that the opponent does not have enough courage to forcefully attack Sumir, nor does he have enough talent to formulate a battle-damage strategy. Suppress the plan to a certain extent, so we can now discuss how to win in a safe place, rather than struggling on the battlefield where our compatriots are falling every second."

Gale, who had a Jarhead, snorted softly: "So you still think you can do what you just said? Kill 70% of their combat power or something?"

"Yes, but that is under ideal circumstances. After all, strategy and tactics are different. No matter how bad the opponent's commander is, he may unintentionally bankrupt my arrangement."

Mo Tan put the white chess in his hand back to its original position, spread his hands and said: "Of course, I will try to control the probability of such an accident to an acceptable level."

"Wait a moment, Priest Heifan, compare with these."

Mondo Pan gently interrupted Mo Tan and asked unhurriedly: "Can you tell us your thoughts?"

Mo Tan nodded calmly and said without thinking: "Of course, to sum it up briefly, it is to combine the two large-scale troops of those cultists with their brains, which is located in the east of the main peak of Sumir, located in a certain Hengda. The Whispering City on the edge of the ancient leyline was divided, and some small means were used to prevent them from rashly climbing the mountain. In this way, the cultists whose command system was separated would become easily misled and make some fatal mistakes. "

Plana blinked: "For example?"

"For example"

Mo Tan grabbed the white chess piece on the sand table that was located at the main peak of Sumir, and said softly: "Let them feel that the main peak with almost no combat power is a hard nut to crack. For example, let them combine that strength with the Holy Cult. It’s very strong, but during this period, there was a little friction among the troops who had accomplished nothing except almost killing me and my knight.”

【My knight! 】

Yi Zuo's heart felt hot.

"Holy Religion Union!?"

Mondo Pan frowned, then looked at the dozen golden chess pieces located in the lower right corner of the sand table and said solemnly: "But they have always stood still before, how could they do this?"

"Yes, they have indeed been standing still before, and if nothing else happens, they will continue to do so in the future, until the battle situation changes in a subversive way, such as us or one of the cultists gaining an absolute advantage."

Mo Tan lowered his head and looked at the golden chess pieces that were constantly flickering with light red light, and said quietly: "In other words, as long as our Sumir side is not beaten to the point where we can't hold our heads up, or those cultists suddenly do something worthy of credit, It is a huge problem to rob, and the Holy Religion Alliance will definitely sit back and watch the fight between tigers and tigers."

Crom, who could barely keep up with Mo Tan's thoughts, was also a little confused: "So how could they have friction with those cultists?"

"It's very simple."

Mo Tan chuckled lightly, brushed his index finger from the slash of still-dry ink in the middle of the sand table, and said lightly: "Since nothing unexpected happens, they will definitely wait for an opportunity to turn the tide or defeat the drowned dog, and here We would never take action before, so we just need to create some surprises."

Gale laughed dryly: "Young Hei Fan, you didn't say that. If we could easily create that kind of accident, why didn't we do it earlier?"

"Because it is not an accident that can be 'happily created', but a core purpose that requires us to work hard and do everything we can to achieve it."

Mo Tan raised his right hand, gathered the black chess pieces located in the center and lower left corner of the sand table, and moved them all to the southwest side of the sand table, marking the direction of the Holy Religion United Expeditionary Force station, and said lightly: "You can Recall, Gael High Priest, before Huo Yanyang showed his great power, had Sumir ever repel those blasphemers even once without paying any price?"

"this"

Gale, who had been paying attention to the war situation, was suddenly suffocated and could not speak.

The reason is very simple. Before Huo Yanyang relied on Mo Tan's help to continuously reverse the situation in a small area and win dozens of encounters at an incredible speed, Sumirfang would be under the attack of the cultists almost every time. There were victims, ranging from dozens to hundreds.

"Yizou."

Mo Tan suddenly called the female knight behind him.

"I'm here, senior!"

Although she felt a little caught off guard, Yi Zhao took the first half step forward.

"Since the day I came to Sumir, how many battles have I commanded in the name of Huo Yanyang?"

Mo Tan narrowed his eyes slightly.

"Sixty-eight games, senior."

Yi Zuo replied without thinking.

"How specific?"

"Twenty-three encounters, nineteen positional battles, twelve blitzes, seven defensive counterattacks, and seven breakouts."

"What's the record?"

"Victory in sixty-eight games, senior."

"That's right."

Mo Tan tilted his head: "So what are the battle losses?"

Yi Zuo turned to look at the powerful senior next to him who was slightly different from his impression, and smiled proudly: "Twelve people were slightly injured, one was seriously injured, and no one was killed."

"Look~"

Mo Tan stood up and smiled at the elders who were silent.

"That's the gap."

Chapter 775: End