Chapter 1321 The Smoke of a Deadly Battle
Many people like to compare war to a game of chess.
It may be Go, checkers, chess, shogi, backgammon, chess. In short, except for the exciting flying chess, war can be compared to almost any type of chess without appearing obtrusive.
There are two main reasons.
First of all, many games, including wars, are actually very different, and the most representative and tactical among them are chess games, so whether it is war, or sports events such as basketball and football , as long as the number of participants is slightly larger, in other words, there are enough 'chess pieces', then the conditions for being compared to playing chess are met.
Secondly, I don’t know why, but people seem to think that using chess to describe something would be fashionable, among which chess and Go are the most representative.
In short, using board games to give examples of war is very useful both in the world of innocence and in the real world, and it is indeed simple and clear to express.
The commanders of both sides are chess players.
The troops under both sides are chess pieces.
The battlefield the two sides are on is a chessboard.
But unlike most chess games, war is never fair. Its chessboard is not symmetrical, its pieces are of varying strengths, and the levels of chess players vary greatly.
So in essence, although most wars can be described as chess, they are essentially different from real chess.
Take the familiar chess example. If one of the pawns reaches the rook, then even if the rook is a well-deserved high-level unit, it will be eliminated directly. However, in a real battle, things are not so It's simple, because the quality of the chess pieces themselves is different.
They are also group armies. The elite battle group of the Griffin Dynasty and the 'rabble' during the Battle of Misha County are completely different concepts. The latter may have the strength to kill twice the number of mutants head-on, while The former can even eradicate monsters in the entire county within three days if they are willing.
The same applies to the venue. In reality, the complex environment and climate are completely different from a fair and just chessboard, and there is very limited scope for them to be applied to each other.
However, deducing a confrontation is not a real war, especially under the fair mode used for this kind of competition. Both the strength of the troops under both sides and the playing field equivalent to the chessboard are equalized as much as possible, and in Under this premise, the test of the commander's skills is almost infinite.
This is also the main reason why everyone knows that deduction and actual combat are two different things, but they still regard it as a qualification for commanders.
It may be a little one-sided, but it is relatively objective. Although it is an armchair talk, it is also the most authoritative armchair talk!
At this moment, almost a quarter of the combat map in the God's perspective is dyed blood red. This is a sign that the players on both sides are fighting at a high intensity, and in the eyes of the deduction enthusiasts Generally speaking, this kind of red light that appears in the perspective of spectators usually only lights up near the end of the game, and most of them are decisive life-or-death showdowns.
In fact, many people with average skills cannot even achieve this effect at all, because in their eyes, they have tried their best to fight, and they are simply not qualified for the 'high-intensity battle' recognized by the deduction system. In layman's terms, ordinary dish-level pecking can't make this kind of highly professional equipment "ignite".
Of course, the above-mentioned situation will not happen in a high-level event like [War League]. Almost all players who can enter the main game will play this kind of light effect at a certain time in the match, which is a tribute to their high level. Quality directing skills add to the glory.
As of the last round, the longest confrontation with the 'fierce battle' special effect in this competition was the previous battle between Lamorlock and Richard Lane, especially in the last five minutes, Li Red light effects flashed around the patrol position almost every minute and every second. Although Lamorlock was actually using command cards filled out early for forward command, the excitement was still very online, making countless people hooked.
However, compared with the current deduction, the intensity of the previous game between Lamorlock and Richard was almost equivalent to playing house in a certain respect.
I don’t know when, but the spectators who finally got rid of the ‘severing feeling’ mentioned by La Yisi were shocked to find that the plain area used as a temporary battlefield had been completely covered in red light. , if Lei Yisi hadn’t contacted the main control room to artificially interfere with the light effect brightness, the audience would not even know what the two parties were doing. I don’t even know how to fight...
One thing to say, this cannot be blamed on the R&D team of [Baizhan Six Type] for not being rigorous enough. You must know that their original intention is actually to have some when the battle enters the highlight state. Real 'highlights', I hope to use this kind of special effects that are appropriate and rhythmic to enhance the atmosphere. The starting point is definitely a very good one.
It's just that no one expected that from the perspective of the spectators, the light that was originally only intense to a certain extent and would only 'flash away' in most cases, with no possibility of lasting, would be lit up in dozens of places at the same time. And almost all of them are at the 'death battle' level with the highest intensity.
Because the main system of [Baizhan Type Six] can analyze the tactical rhythm and soldier status of both sides, and can even automatically delineate the 'main battlefield' simply by processing the commands from both sides, it is almost impossible to do this in Making mistakes in this matter of 'lighting'.
And that red to black light, to put it more anthropomorphically, we can think that this [Baizhan Six Type] is very proudly announcing loudly that this place is the centerpiece of this deduction. Heavy!
It's just...
The so-called 'this place', at this moment, is actually plural, not a few, not a dozen, but more than thirty scattered in different places. A small battlefield in the area!
It almost blinded the eyes of the spectators!
No one is a fool. No one would think that the rising and falling red light is really a 'decisive battle' between the two sides, not to mention the fact that there are two professional commentators on duty, even without Lei Yisi and La According to Baisi's popular science, anyone with an IQ above double digits would not think that the two men who still have most of their combat power and have not yet taken the field are in a 'fight to the death'.
You must know that less than half an hour has passed since the beginning of the game. Even if the time ratio with the sand table is not 1:1, given the scale of this battlefield, it is impossible for both sides to win in such a short time. It has entered the final stage of the decisive battle. Even if one of the parties deliberately seeks defeat, it is impossible. They can't kill pigs so fast!
If you compare this to a game of chess, then the current progress may not even reach the middle game, it is just a trial...
"To be honest, I can't see it anymore. Got it.”
Barty Arthur in the player area shook his head with a wry smile, shrugged to Lenan sitting next to him: "Those two guys...what are they doing..."
Leinan's beautiful pair of rabbits His ears trembled slightly, and he looked worriedly at the playboy next to him who had obviously made him upset, but yet sat beside him and talked like a normal person: "Senior Foster and that guy Pastor Heifan, are you particularly powerful?"
"Huh?"
The pale-faced Batty laughed dryly, lowered his head slumped, and murmured in a low voice: "This kind of question. , how do you want me to answer..."
Lai Nan subconsciously helped Barty, who was teetering on the chair, and said softly with a worried look on his face: "Senior?"
"I can't evaluate things that I can't understand at all..."
Barty looked up at the big screen again with bloodshot eyes in his eyes, and gritted his teeth and said: "I only know that if I were replaced Either one of these two people has probably collapsed a long time ago."
"Xue...Senior..."
"It's okay. Although I have suffered a bit of a blow, I'm not here yet. As for being so depressed... probably."
"But your whole body is shaking!"
"Nonsense! I looked at His Highness Chen Wangyu with lustful eyes for two seconds! Two seconds! That girlfriend who can command more than 20 groups of monsters in parallel at the same time! I'm so fucking scared. !"
"..."
"Lai Nan? Why don't you continue chatting with me?"
"Senior! .”
“Senior is here, senior needs comfort”
"Senior, can you please find a place to die a hundred times?"
"Wow! Lai Nan, your expression is so scary!"
......
"I He must be crazy."
Richard Lane's eyes were blank in the audience. He was pulling his hair a lot and said with a pale face: "I actually wanted to do this before. Planting people against others..."
The friend sitting next to him, the boy who served as Richard's adviser during the previous game, nodded stiffly: "Well, I also think you are crazy for wanting to go against such a person."
"Praise to Dawn ! Praise to Priest Lamolock!"
Richard exaggeratedly clasped his hands together and said while trembling: "It will make me eliminated before I meet those two people. Drop!”
The friend who had been staring at the big screen did not respond, but whispered after a long silence: “Anyway, I don’t think the Black Van priest got to the position through nepotism... ..."
"Stop scolding, stop scolding." Richard patted his cheek bitterly and let out a long sigh: "My face hurts."
"Haha, what do you think? Pretentious classmate Richard Lane?"
"My face hurts."
"Other than face pain?"
“Besides the pain in my face, I’m just glad...”
"I'm glad you didn't offend anyone too much?"
"No, I'm glad that our Dawn Sect can get such a person."
"Tsk, tsk, what you said is really against your will."
"I'm serious."
"Why? If I remember correctly, you originally wanted to take the military route, right? With that Black Van priest here, do you think you might be able to get ahead?"
"That's not important..."
"Then what's important?"
"The important thing is that as a member of the Dawn Sect, no matter what the future holds, I can at least stand with that guy. We are in the same camp, so there is no need to be his enemy!”
……
“Huh~”
He just went to wash his face. Now, Day Blake, who was leaning against the large flower bed in the corner of the preparation area, let out a long sigh of relief. Then he looked up at the huge crystal screen in mid-air, showing a soft and indifferent smile.
Very soft, very tranquil, mixed with a little nervousness.
Like a sensible younger brother who prays wholeheartedly for his elder brother to win.
"Sure enough, this harmless look suits you best."
As if a fragrant breeze blew by, Blake turned his head in confusion, and was shocked to find that Yi Lisa Logan was standing on the other side of the flower bed, looking at herself with a smile.
Blake blinked and then showed a bright smile: "Sister Elisa..."
As if she didn't hear this sentence, Eliza murmured thoughtfully: "But before The look in his eyes seemed quite handsome."
"..."
The height was less than the other person's chest, and the thirteen-year-old boy was silent. After a while, she suppressed the breathtaking smile at the corner of her mouth and said softly: "Sure enough, I didn't hide it from sister Eliza."
Elisa smiled brightly, came around and hugged her intimately. She held Blake's shoulder and whispered in the latter's ear with her seductive voice: "Of course, after all, I have been taking good care of you."
"It doesn't matter if you don't look so seriously."
The smile appeared on Blake's face again, but the curvature of the corners of his mouth was slightly different from before.
But Eliza shook her head briskly and said in a playful tone: "That won't work. You must know that you are one of the strong candidates I want to entrust to you for the rest of my life. If I don't understand your words well, Aren’t I being irresponsible to myself? Your sister Eliza is not such a frivolous woman~”< br>
“That seems to be true.”
Blake touched the tip of his nose, but his face was not as red as usual. He just smiled and said: "But, if it is possible, I I still want to show my best side to you, Sister Eliza.”
"A very flattering answer."
Elisa leaned over and pressed a gentle kiss on the boy's forehead, with a smile in her eyes: "This is a reward."
His Royal Highness the Holy Son was immediately stunned.
"But..."
Elisa turned around lightly, placing her weight on the boy's back, leaning against the latter and lazily stretching her graceful breasts Body, asked softly: "You shouldn't be so stupid that you think I am a good woman, right?"
Blake shook his head and answered honestly: "No."
"Then do you think a bad woman like me would like a good man?"
"..."< br>
“Haha, I won’t tease you anymore, let’s go, it’s time to go back~”
“Sister.”
"Huh?"
"Brother Hei Fan is very strong."
"Yes, even a layman like me can see that he is very powerful."
"So has my sister considered persuading him to go to Griffin to help?"
"Eh? Help?"
"If nothing else happens, there should be a fight soon. The southwest continent where my sister is..."
"Oh, isn't this kind of topic a bit too exciting for you, brother~"
“I believe that even if we look at the entire Griffin Dynasty, there will never be many commanders like Brother Heifan, let alone the royal family, which has a small base in the first place.”
"Maybe, but the answer is no."
"What a shame."
"Really?"
"Yes."
"I'm looking forward to it~"
"After all, Sister Elisa is a bad woman."
Chapter 1,312: The End