Chapter 1276 Lamorlock's performance
Amidst the boos from a small number of low-quality spectators, Lamorlock walked out of the No. 7 battle area with a smile, and calmly returned to his previous hand in the corner. He sat down in front of the chair, looked up at the broadcast screens under countless complicated looks, and watched other people's games with relish.
Almost at the same time, Mo Tan lowered his head slightly, closed his eyes and fell into a relatively focused state of thinking.
Although he thinks that he is no smarter than others, Mo Tan, who has indeed carefully studied every battle of Lamoroch, is almost convinced at this moment that he has come into contact with the answer to the mystery and has a glimpse of the cause of the battle just now. A lot of dissatisfaction lies beneath the surface of the game.
Although he did not see the direct instructions from Lamorlock, for Mo Tan at this moment, he only needs to do a mental review of the deduction and confrontation just now, and then combine it with what both sides have in hand. A simple analysis of the resources at hand can roughly analyze most of the instructions made by the two players, and the error will never exceed half a percent, which is five percent.
Under this premise, coupled with Mo Tan's understanding of the battles that Lamorlock had fought a few months ago, a vague conclusion was drawn.
That is, looking at the performance of the red side in the first half of the deduction just now, the number of instructions that can reflect Lamorlock's style has almost reached an astonishing zero!
Yes, not a little bit, but not at all.
Even the mirror-image opening scene between the two is far from Lamorlock's label in Mo Tan's mind.
Admittedly, we mentioned before that neither Lamorlock nor his opponent named Garavina made any mistakes in the initial instruction and grasped it perfectly. The core point of this game, but it is worth mentioning that the absence of errors does not mean correctness, and correctness does not mean uniqueness. Even the so-called optimal solution cannot be said to be truly 'optimal'.
This seemingly paradoxical statement is actually completely applicable to combat command. In countless battle examples in history, we can often find many 'optimal solutions', but if we carefully summarize it, we will find that the so-called 'optimal solution' Optimum' is actually the strategy used by the victors of the battle, and these strategies without exception have achieved great success and cannot be replicated.
Since then, the idea of optimal solution has been raised, but this idea is actually one-sided.
Not wrong, just one-sided.
To give a simple example, Liu Xiu, the Great Magister, Emperor Guangwu, and the Son of the Plane, set up his stance in Kunyang, preparing to fight against the time traveler Wang Mang, whose strength was at least twenty times his own. During the passionate fight that was inevitable, he did nothing one night before the war, and then just sat and watched the meteorite rush away Brother Mangzi's hundreds of thousands of troops.
After that, he led his good brothers in a textbook-level fight with less and more, directly charging Brother Mangzi and his frightened horses.
And what is the optimal solution in this story?
The answer is very simple, that is, on the night when the meteorite crashed down... do nothing and stand still.
That's right, just don't do anything. Just let the meteorite kill Brother Mangzi's main force, scare the rest of the people out of fear, and cause a series of chain reactions. As for everything that follows , that’s not important.
The most important thing, the core of the core, is that everyone eats hot pot and sings songs together, waits for the big boulder to fall and smash it to the other side, and don’t launch a night attack or anything like that. Being frightened turned into frightening for both sides. After all, they had the advantage in numbers, and everyone was also in a panic about each other in terms of psychological quality. Whoever had more people would win.
To sum up, for Liu Xiu and his party, the optimal solution to the battle known as "Kunyang Demanang" is - practice/eat the melon.
So the question is, does this kind of hindsight optimization really make sense?
It exists, because people win by eating melons, but its meaning is limited, because most commanders do not have the [Son of the Plane] BUFF bonus, and they may be eaten by others if they eat melons. .
Similarly, Mo Tan, like many others, believed that Lamorlock's strategy at that time was the optimal solution. It was all based on the fact that the latter won the battle and indeed achieved great results, but another People may not be able to do it using other methods. Of course, the vast majority of people cannot do it. Otherwise, the value of the word "famous general" would be too low.
In short, it is said to be optimal, but the results that can be achieved by this optimal method may not be replicable by other methods.
On this basis, from Mo Tan’s perspective, although the action Lamorlock chose at the time was correct, it was by no means the only solution, and based on his command style, it probably wasn’t either. Will choose this way.
Yet he did just that.
Looking at it now, Mo Tan feels that this is actually a very obvious behavior of 'copying answers'.
What I copied was the standard answer, and what I copied was the textbook.
Yes, just like the reading comprehension questions on the Chinese language test paper, although the answer is not unique, the standard answer does exist.
From Mo Tan's subjective perspective, the reason why Garavina chose this answer is because the girl was originally a top student at the Higher Military Academy, and after answering too many questions, she naturally became competent.
And Lamorlock copied the answer, it seems, because he wanted to copy the answer.
Taking a step back, if the answer choice at the beginning was just an accident, and Lamorlock just wanted to hide his clumsiness, be close to the people, or simply too lazy to fight hard, then his subsequent series of actions can almost be a real hammer blow. Tan's thoughts.
One thing to say is that Lamorlock's game is quite average. It can be said that it completely goes against his own style of painting. In terms of characteristics, it is not even as good as the occasional faint moves or strange moves. Recruit Garavina.
At this time, Mo Tan started to think again, thinking about the significance of Lamoroch's actions, based on his pitiful understanding of the latter.
This is not simple. It is even an absolutely impossible task for many people, but it is possible for the 'Hei Fan' sitting here at this moment. With his current personality What he possesses are unique qualities.
Finally, with ten minutes left before the end of the game, Mo Tan vaguely caught the answer to two instructions from Lamorlock.
The first order was to suddenly order the four light cavalry that had been pulling the cordon to turn back to strengthen the impact resistance of the main formation.
The second order was to revoke the order to give up continuing to convey intelligence to the main force and continue to send scouts to conduct uninterrupted detours.
The first order seemed to be in order, but Mo Tan discovered something was wrong, because although the order seemed to be okay, it was actually not in harmony with the overall tone of the battle, and it had a sense of trying to make up for it. But under this layer of meaning, it truly ensured the stability in the later stage of the battle, blocking Garavina's last hope of breaking through from the center.
This order has a little bit of Lamorlock's shadow.
Although the second order made many people feel that the meaning was unclear, in Mo Tan's eyes, it was a kind of mental torture for the enemy, because in that case, it was no longer important to mobilize the few remaining scouts to continue transmitting the message. Even if the main force of the red side did not respond at all, it would be difficult for the remaining troops in Garavina's hands to deal with conventional encirclement and suppression.
But this pressure was still given away by Lamorlock, and the other party had to accept it!
Because if we do not continue to divide our forces to intercept the red scouts, once the main force there gives feedback, Garavina will have no chance at all.
But her choice was tantamount to drinking poison to quench her thirst, and she had to drink this poison, because if she didn't drink it, she would be dead on the spot. This technique... also has shadows of Lamorlock's style.
In the entire game, there are only the above two commands that clearly have Lamorlock's personal style.
Mo Tan thought for a long time, and finally came to the conclusion that Lamorlock was not failing to hold back his temper, but was making amends.
Remediate two vulnerabilities that although the probability is not high, there is a real possibility of failure.
Two loopholes that actually have no possibility of failure at all and cannot be called loopholes at all.
And this is also one of the characteristics of Lamorlock in Mo Tan's cognition.
He does not accept any avoidable failure, even if the probability of failure is approximately equal to a miracle.
To spoil the atmosphere, Motan felt that Lamorlock always seemed to regard himself as a god of Cordoba's level, but in fact, his luck was not bad, it could even be said to be pretty good. .
But even so, he still couldn't tolerate this kind of thing.
Although this was a confrontation that seemed surprising for whoever won, Lamorlock had no intention of losing from the beginning.
If we think about it under this premise, then why are there two loopholes that require him to specifically remedy? Even Mo Tan wouldn't believe it was Lamorlock who left it accidentally.
Eliminating all impossibilities, there is only one answer left.
That is - Lamorlock is fixing other people's loopholes!
And that other person is naturally not the so-called standard answer and the opponent Garavina.
In this case, it can only be the staff officer who is officially assigned to Ramoroch by the [League of War] and is the only one who is in the same camp as Ramoroch.
After thinking of this, Mo Tan suddenly realized.
If he guessed correctly, I am afraid that from the moment the game started, Lamorlock had already begun to induce the staff officer who theoretically should not have extra performance to make a judgment, while he himself almost used it unchanged. Opinions revealed by the other party unintentionally and implemented by one's own hands.
I have to say that the level of the staff officer is indeed not low, at least better than the dwarf girl sitting opposite Lamorlock, so Lamorlock hardly mixed his own opinions in the early stage, just through speculation The intelligence fed back by that friend (Mo Tan noticed that Lamorlock basically listened and hardly read the intelligence) directly copied the other party's central idea and used it without the person involved being aware of it. .
Until the end of that deduction, the staff officer, who was obviously in a state of mind because he was sure of victory, probably did not notice those two problems, so Lamorlock casually corrected them.
In Mo Tan's view, those two careless 'corrections' were the essence of the entire deduction and confrontation, and were the 'magic touch' that everyone had been waiting for. Unfortunately, except for him, even Day Black, who is also accomplished in the field of command, failed to detect it.
In short, Lamorlock completed a cheat almost without anyone noticing. To put it simply, he asked his staff to do it for him, but this kind of cheating cannot really be regarded as cheating. After all, Firstly, this matter was not discovered, and secondly, the skills and attainments required to complete this kind of 'cheating' were far simpler than defeating Lamorlock's first-round opponent.
Of course, no one else discovered that it was just Mo Tan’s own idea. In fact...
"Teresa."
Another referee in the seventh battle zone had flowing blond hair. The handsome human boy, Kaluz Weber, a seventh grader at [Danu Military Academy] who is one level higher than Foster Ward, gently patted his partner on the shoulder and asked curiously: "What are you thinking about?"
“Yeah!”
[Witch] Teresa Tarosha, who was only about half a head taller than Futaba, shivered suddenly and subconsciously let out a cry like a small animal. He exclaimed, and after discovering that the person patting him was Kaluz, he patted his chest with lingering fear (the scale was far greater than that of Futaba), and breathed a sigh of relief: "Well, it turns out to be Mr. Weber, you scared me. One jump.”
Weber smiled dryly, tugged at the corner of his mouth, and shrugged: "Obviously you scared me, okay, why are you so distracted?"
"Hug... I'm sorry, I was just thinking about something."
Somewhat uneasy Teresa played with the braids hanging on her shoulders. There were two visible blushes on Teresa's almost dazzling fair face, and before Kaluz subconsciously started making dirty jokes, she said: "It was the game just now... …I always feel like somewhere I mind a little bit."
Carruz smacked his lips, turned to look at the compartment where Lamorlock was before, and said with a dry smile: "What's the matter? I don't mind, okay? I saw you before. before the big shot I'm almost excited to death. What's the result? Good guy, that guy's performance was simply catastrophic. To be honest, if it were me, that encounter just now..."
"I would have lost. ”
As if she was talking in her sleep, Teresa murmured in a low voice.
“What?”
Karuz was confused at the time. While he was deftly exporting the recording crystal card of the magic sandbox, he shouted: “I said press His performance just now! If he had retained his strength, it wouldn't count."
"Lamorlock..."
Trey. Sha leaned over and took out all the copy command cards sent by Ramolok's staff officer from the card slot under the sand table. Instead of clearing them immediately, two cards with rather brief contents popped out from them. , under the long eyelashes, those beautiful gray eyes are gradually becoming clearer: "He just... only showed it twice."
Kaluz frowned and looked at his fourth-grade schoolgirl with confusion, whose talent in the military field could be called a monster, but who usually behaves as naturally as possible: "What do you mean?"
< br>[Witch] did not give an answer immediately, but rubbed her eyebrows and sighed softly...
"Literally."
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