Chapter 781 Huge Benefits
[Okay, okay, if that guy Wan Yang would thoughtfully come over every once in a while to make me a cup of coffee and cover me with a blanket, that would be terrible, in every sense of the word It’s too scary to say the least.]
Mo Tan let out a long sigh, glanced at the door where Yi Zou had just left with inexplicable gratitude, and then moved his eyes back to the sand table in front of him, and gently lifted his fingertips from the table. He brushed the box of alchemy chess pieces that Luna gave him as a gift from Apple, and used his magic control skills, which he had not practiced for a while but was still unfamiliar with, to remove about one-third of the black chess pieces inside. All lit up.
As Mo Tan said to Yi Zuo just now, he has not thought of a plan now. After all, based on the situation a few minutes ago, when the enemy is in darkness and we are clear, it is completely impossible to guess those whispers. What are the followers' back-ups? He can't formulate any targeted strategies or tactics at all. As for some small means that seem to be forward-looking, at best they are constant in response to all changes, at worst they are purely passive. When the intelligence is not equal, you can only be passively led by the enemy.
But now, the passive time is over.
With Huo Yanyang's unremitting efforts, Mo Tan, who finally got the last piece of the puzzle, finally received "fair treatment" in terms of intelligence and was qualified to sit at the gambling table and play his first card.
“It’s really too hard.”
He first took out a piece of Sumir’s specialty sweet snow cream from his bag and put it into his mouth, fulfilling his promise of ‘eating a midnight snack’, and then while He picked out a few black chess pieces that emitted an unknown red light and placed them on the sand table, muttering to himself: "Obviously he is just an ordinary person who has never been a team leader since he was born. I just want to be a casual player and enjoy this game that is very well completed from all aspects. It is obvious that there is no distinctive character or way of thinking, and my psychological quality and ability to withstand stress are even worse. The outrageous 'passer-by' setting, and the fact that he even said things like 'Don't worry, it will be over soon' and 'When you bring them back, the plan has already been figured out' is really enough. "
Mo Tan murmured while taking out a few more ivory-like golden chess pieces from the box and placing them a little further away from the chess pieces just now. , squinted his eyes and examined it for a moment, then picked up the quill and drew a diagonal line in the center of the sand table.
“I always feel that I am not the protagonist’s fate, but the protagonist’s disease.”
He smiled self-deprecatingly, his eyes gradually became clearer, and he began to arrange the white chess pieces that represented the camp of Sumir, the Holy Mountain. The quill between his fingers also began to make notes non-stop, and there were even some mixed words in them. There are a few things that are obviously mathematical formulas, but I don't know what he is calculating.
Time did not seem to pass very quickly, and Mo Tan, who had three chat windows open at the same time and was integrating information while arranging the sand table, gradually became more relaxed.
He has always been very self-aware. He has always known that at least in his current personality, he is definitely not a big shot. Whether he is a good person or a hero, or a bad person or a traitor, he is here at this moment. 'Hei Fan' has no fate.
But. It’s nothing more than that.
Mo Tan has never forgotten that for the first time in his current state, he no longer had to muddle along, but was trying desperately to achieve something. .
Did it myself.
This world is fair. Although it is just a game, it is still so fair that there is little room for miracles to happen.
In this case, it is difficult for many issues that are ambiguous in various literary works to continue to be ambiguous.
The Innocence Realm is really realistic.
The so-called reality is that when facing Marshall's assassin squad, the Fenrir team, which lacked strength, was almost completely destroyed.
The so-called reality is that Mo Tan was able to win the battle in Misha County with his own strength under extremely difficult circumstances.
The so-called reality is a community of cruelty and beauty, hope and despair.
In other words, even if Mo Tan has an absolutely neutral personality, his talent is still genuine, and even he himself cannot deny it.
[Indeed, there are many things I can do.]
Five minutes later, Mo Tan put down the last chess piece, leaned on the back of the chair and tapped himself lightly A complicated smile appeared on his forehead, and he murmured in an imperceptible voice: "I already knew this truth half a year ago."
The sound of footsteps sounded from the command room and became clearer after a few seconds.
Dong dong dong.
Accompanied by the soft knock on the door, Yi Xuan's crisp voice sounded outside the house: "Senior, Lord Mondo and the others are already here."
"Please come in."
Mo Tan, who had no joy or sadness in his expression, stood up, nodded to the old men who were filing in, and said softly: "I'm sorry. It disturbs the rest of the elders, but after all, it happened for a reason, so I hope you won’t blame me too much.”
"You're the one"
An old orc man with white beard and hair, a tall body and an arm that can run a horse frowned, then turned to look at the kind-faced, withered man next to him, who was carrying a huge black totem pole. An old friend asked in a low voice: "Is he Mundo who you were talking about before?"
Huo Yanyang's mentor, the high priest Mondo Pan, who is at the peak of epic power, nodded slightly: " Well, little friend Hei Fan is who I was talking about before.”
“Tsk, I’ve told you before, how can a disciple trained by Mondo be so good at fighting?”
In the crowd, a stooped orc woman with short short hair grinned cheerfully. She walked forward with a walking stick and looked Mo Tan up and down: "Hello, child, I am the Earth Prophet Puranna. Thank you. Everything you have done for Sumir during this time.”
Mo Tan also smiled cordially and waved his hand: "You're welcome, I just did what I could."
"What a good boy."
Pulanna, the Prophet of the Earth He looked at Mo Tan with admiration in his eyes, then turned to Yi Zuo, who was standing at the door, pursed his lips, and asked in a low voice: "Is that beautiful half-dragon girl your partner?"
Mo Tan shook his head awkwardly.
“Tsk, what a pity, I think that little girl is quite capable of giving birth.”
The old woman smacked her lips, and then gently paused the cane in her hand. The next second, two rows of exquisitely shaped stone chairs suddenly appeared next to the empty long table, which was exactly equal to the number of people in the command room. Then the old men all found a chair nearest to them and sat down, and unanimously turned their searching eyes to Mo Tan.
Obviously, the identity of the latter is no longer a secret to these people, although most of the NPCs in Sumir feel that they have all been at a loss for Huo Yanyang during this period. He can win many battles, but these 'big guys' sitting here know very well that the young man in front of them, who doesn't look very special, is the driving force behind the scenes.
Of course, except for Mondo Pan, who noticed from the beginning that his apprentice was a reckless man, the other ten elders present did not actually notice the clues at the first time. Thinking that Huo Yanyang's tactical skills were so formidable, he almost praised him to the sky.
So after learning the truth, everyone was actually quite embarrassed.
So the question is, how did they learn the truth? In fact, the explanation of this matter is very simple. Now let the editor explain to you. To put it simply, Mondo Pan was informed by Huo Yanyang to Mo Tan. After thinking about it, he directly made a request to disclose the identity of the latter in a small area. The reason It is very reasonable, that is, although he personally believes in his apprentice's good brother, the little Black Fan who has allowed Sumir to find a lot of trouble in front of the cultists during this period, he is not the only one who said this. Forget it, if you want to convince other elders, open and honest communication is the basic prerequisite.
This is what was mentioned before, the small request made by the high priest Mundo Pan on behalf of Sumirfang. At that time, because of his hotheadedness, he impulsively said, "A force made by the vast majority" Most of the elite NPCs are commanded by me, a large force composed of all players who have received the mission of "Defending the Holy Mountain". Mo Tan, commanded by you, can't even bargain, and can only fight in Mondo. After making a promise that 'we will try not to reveal your identity', we reluctantly agreed.
Ever since, the situation is now like this. After Huo Yanyang, who was originally a mouthpiece, led a large number of players to leave the main peak of Sumir, Mo Tan finally stepped directly to the front desk, and even had room and board for the past two days. All are resolved in the war hall.
Today was the first meeting between him and other elders except Mondo Pan.
The theme is very clear
"Well, everyone, let me get straight to the point. About ten minutes ago, I received news from Huo Yanyang through some special channels. Our troops who are currently on standby at the foot of Chuixue Peak discovered a group of enemies."
Mo Tan didn't say too many polite words in front of these orcs who didn't care much about etiquette. He just told the key information that he had been waiting for. He raised his finger and poked twice at the bottom left of the sand table. Fang held a few black chess pieces and said in a deep voice: "A group composed entirely of Whispering Cults and their allies. The size of the group is slightly smaller than the temporarily defunct mountain attacking force, but it is still very threatening. The number of people is roughly estimated to be about three to four. About a thousand."
"What did you say!"
The burly old orc with the arm that could run a horse was not calm at that time, and asked loudly: "You said there are three to four of them. Thousands of people?"
Mo Tan nodded slightly and said calmly: "Huo Yanyang said that the number of enemies was probably three to four thousand. I just chose to believe his judgment."
The other party couldn't sit still at that time and hurriedly slapped the table and shouted: "No! We have to find a way out quickly. You must know that the total number of troops invested by those damn blasphemers is less than 6,000 people. We have to hurry up. Bring everyone back, otherwise if one of the red-haired boys is discovered accidentally, our young men will lose at least half! It would be great if one of the ten people can come back!"
"Calm down, Gram! "Rom."
A green-skinned old orc with a fresh hairstyle and a pair of long eyebrows that went down to his cheeks said something in a serious tone, and said in a deep voice: "The team brought out by Huo Yanyang is actually not large in number. Not at a disadvantage, although I don’t think they can defeat those blasphemers head-on, but even if they do fight, it won’t be as bad as you said.”
Mundo Pan also nodded in agreement. , and then turned to Mo Tan with a solemn expression: "And since little friend Hei Fan specially summoned us here after learning the news, you must have some mature ideas. After all, as far as I know, you asked Yan The fundamental purpose of Yang leading people away from the main peak was to learn about this matter."
Knowing that his senior not only had no mature ideas, but also had no plan a few minutes ago, Yi Zuo quietly lowered his head. , glanced worriedly at Mo Tan, who was standing in front of the sand table with his hands behind his hands, and prayed silently in his heart.
As expected, the goddess of dawn did not answer her prayer.
But Mo Tan responded.
"Yes, as Lord Mondo Pan said, I do have some ideas."
I saw him nodding without hesitation, but did not directly announce the answer, just He smiled and asked everyone: "However, before I put forward my own reference, I would like to hear your opinions first."
Mundo Pan spread his hands and said very bachelorly: "I Not good at this. ”
"Well, we all know that you are only good at smashing the enemy's heads with totem poles."
Pulanna, the prophet of the earth, cheerily complimented Mundo, and then winked at Mo Tan: "I I know what you're worried about, kid Son, but you can actually speak your mind directly, without worrying about us old bones."
The burly old man who can run horses on his arms also spread his hands: "Let me take it. If you have an idea, just hurry up Notify those good guys to come back, and then pass the news to the turtles of the Holy Religion Union, but this should only make the situation worse, after all, those bastards successfully used an angle! The cunning ground thorn shut the former down Behind her mouth, Plana glanced at Mo Tan apologetically: "Don't worry, Crom was hit in the head by a boulder when he was young, so..."
"But you threw that boulder. !”
The burly old man Crom was furious.
"Uh, what's that? Well, I'll get straight to the point."
After making the statement 'If we don't get to the point, sooner or later this pre-war meeting will turn into a tea party' After making a judgment, Mo Tan immediately gave up his original idea, skipped the discussion stage, and went straight to the topic: "In my personal opinion, Huo Yanyang's discovery not long ago is a An opportunity, an opportunity that as long as we can make good use of it, we can gain huge benefits, and we won’t suffer any loss even if it doesn’t work.”
“Huge benefits?”
Preparing to continue following. Old Crom, who was choking on Plana, became energetic when he heard this, and asked hurriedly: "How big is it?"
"The level of annihilating more than 90% of the effective strength of those cultists within three days, wiping out the Whispering City, and making those blasphemers disappear in Sumir."
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The 700th Chapter Seventy-Four: The End
(End of this chapter)