Chapter 2788 - 1320: Absentmindedness (2)

So, if the person you care about is the Black Vatican Priest, then the object of envy must be Prince Morning Forgotten Language.

Just like the Black Vatican Priest, he’s also a member of the Church of the Dawn, and is a God’s Chosen who hasn’t appeared for nearly a century, making his debut at the peak, loved by everyone.

He’s about the same age as the Black Vatican Priest, has a fantastic personality! Great temperament! Super beautiful! And just like me, follows the cute route!

And... his chest is particularly large!

Despite never envying Meili’s physique before, believing that having graceful curves like Miss Lian was enough, I was utterly shocked, and in a state of panic, drank more than half a jug of hot fresh milk before the match started!

Ah! No, no, I can’t think about this anymore——

Anyway, after only interacting for less than an hour, my impression of Prince Morning Forgotten Language is extremely good, I couldn’t even feel any jealousy toward him, but to be honest, it wasn’t right for me to be jealous, since liking a person like the Black Vatican Priest who already has a lover clearly isn’t right.

But I’m really so envious!

Envious of Forgotten Language’s temperament, envious of Forgotten Language’s physique, envious of Forgotten Language’s personality, envious of Forgotten Language’s boyfriend!

Wow! What outrageous words are these! I really want to find a hole to crawl into!

However...

Thanks to this muddled thinking, I’ve managed to relax a bit!

The cold sweat has disappeared, my headache is gone, my eyes aren’t dry anymore, and I can hear Miss Lian’s voice clearly now.

[Then, allow me to prove myself to you in this manner, my prince.]

Theresa Tarosa reopened her eyes.

The flower of witchcraft that had quietly vanished a few minutes ago bloomed again in this not-so-spacious command room.

Lowering her gaze, Theresa glanced at the instruction card she had half-written while in a ’trance state,’ shook her head slightly, and wiped away its contents.

[Although it’s just harmless confusion, there’s still value in eliminating it... Hmm, let’s use the ’Double-headed Eagle Combat Technique’ to pursue a little. Luckily, there’s a troop nearby that can coordinate a ’Blossom,’ so we can guard against this move before a breach is made.]

Theresa instinctively touched the spot on her shoulder where a braid had been, then continued to quickly scribble on the card in front of her, murmuring softly: "Order, Sixth Army Group, advance to the provisional number [Curly Hair], maintain maximum battle speed; Order, Eighth Army Group enter the battlefield, form the ’Fire Mouse Formation’ centered around the Third Legion, and conduct aggressive marching towards the central combat zone; redirect all spellcasters from the Ninth and Eleventh Legions to move covertly towards the south via the [Dawn], [Crepe], [Egg Roll] bases, without setting a destination."

[The supply line needs a bit more strengthening, even though the previous leap formation already compressed the Black Vatican Priest’s activity space slightly, he definitely won’t give up so easily, reel the bait back, and do a targeted check with the ’Windmill Combat Technique’; tensions on both sides make it more fun.]

Theresa picked up the second instruction card and, while writing elegantly on it, said without looking up: "Order, remnants of the Third Army Group to stand firm at provisional number [Moose] target point, form the ’Emerald Dragon Spear Formation’ with the first and third legions as shoulders; Order..."

"Wait! Little Teresa!"

Lian, whose face was slightly flushed due to excessive nervousness, suddenly raised her head and asked softly: "Um... how exactly is the Emerald Dragon Spear Formation formed... I... I’m having a bit of trouble keeping up..."

[It’s difficult for him to turn the tables, even if fighting with increased losses would only accelerate the formation of new nodes here, so hiding troops is inevitable, but it’s okay, no matter how much I lose in seizing regional control, I still gain, hmm... just to be safe, let’s set up a ’Little Spider Web’ in the center of the two front battle zones, a bit troublesome, but at least there’s no fear of mid-sized assaults.]

Theresa casually added a few strokes to the instruction card and then replied blandly to Lian: "Do you know how the ’Razor Formation’ is made?"

"I know."

The latter immediately nodded, being an advanced student of Danu, Miss Lian at least knew how to use this entry-level assault formation.

"Deploy two Razor Formations, centered at coordinates 7601/3922 with a distance of seven base units, turn ninety degrees clockwise on the left side, ninety degrees counterclockwise on the right side, form handles with the first and third legions, odd-numbered legions form the left blade, even-numbered legions form the right blade, simultaneously penetrate and split towards the target point."

Theresa guided Lian lightly, then laughed: "Almost all advanced composite combat techniques can be broken down into basic combat techniques, even Uncle Richard’s famous tactic ’Chaotic Sunrise,’ is merely a blend of ’Wolfpack Tactics,’ ’Bee Formation Assault,’ and ’Rainstorm Battle Formation,’ calibrated by rhythm control. Though difficult, the principle is actually incredibly simple."

Lian: "..."

Despite being drawn by her typically pure and adorable demeanor, even with Lian’s tough psychological resilience, she couldn’t help but shiver twice and was stunned speechless.

Two instruction cards were gently slid in front of her, totaling five with the three commands Lian had just copied.

"Go on, Miss Lian."

Theresa lazily propped her chin and murmured quietly by the sand table: "There’s not much time left for Hei Fan, in other words, the most challenging moment for us is almost upon us."

...

The girl’s prophecy was remarkably accurate. Twenty minutes later, as the red side troops deftly and steadily grasped almost ten percent of the control in the neutral combat zone, even the spectators who were only there for the spectacle began to realize that the blue side commander named Hei Fan was in danger.

The damage ratio between the red and blue sides had been steadily narrowed from 3:1 to 1.5:1 under the red side’s zero-error tolerance, high-difficulty blockade and division. The blue side troops, struggling to maintain a certain base amount, had lost most of their maneuver space, squeezed into a group of positions on the west side of the battlefield, completely controlled by the enemy except for the army groups serving as reserves and rotating units in the rear, akin to a turtle about to be ensnared.

Everyone was somewhat bewildered staring at the overhead map on the big screen, completely unable to understand why the previously evenly matched situation had suddenly tilted toward the red side, unable to comprehend why the blue side, which had consistently taken the initiative, suddenly fell into a predicament where they had almost nowhere to retreat, teetering on the brink of defeat.

However, at that moment, a blue heavy cavalry legion suddenly surged fiercely from outside the red side’s field of vision, piercing directly through two outer positions of the red troops.

Subsequently, two previously patrolling scout groups suddenly launched attacks from both sides, swiftly wiping out a mountaintop and decisively destroying the ’signal tower’ there, cutting off the communications channel for the red side’s orders in this area.

Then came the third batch, fourth batch, fifth batch——

In the short span of five minutes, more than ten total legions of previously unnoticed troops appeared like phantoms in various corners of the battlefield, each targeting and accurately striking ’targets’ nearest to themselves, subduing over a dozen front positions in the red control zone, and began spreading with the support of the main forces.

For the first time, Motan executed a flawless tactic in this simulation, perfectly orchestrated and breathtaking in its execution, termed——

"[Central Blossom], a central blossom with total combat power exceeding that of five fully composed army groups."

Theresa laughed joyously, her lips curling into a gratified smile...

"It’s just a pity you don’t have time, my prince~"

"Twenty minutes, at most twenty minutes, and the exhausted you will be completely expelled from this combat zone."

"It’s truly a pity, if it were a different opponent, you might actually be able to disrupt the rhythm in twenty minutes."

"But I won’t!"

"Not just twenty minutes, I can hold for forty minutes just to show you!"

Chapter 1320: End