Chapter 2802 - 1327: Zipping Breakthrough_2

So despite feeling heartache for Little Teresa, despite believing that no amount of victories can compare to Little Teresa’s physical condition, the red team’s counselor, Lian Yuan Rui, still voiced her recent conjecture.

"Ah... so that’s how it is... I just felt something was off."

Teresa raised a brow, but her tone contained little realization. As she quickly scribbled on the instruction cards, she casually said, "But there’s one thing you said wrong, Lian senior. My rate of issuing commands hasn’t slowed down, and your slight diminishing from peak condition is inconsequential; no matter how fatigued you are, you still outperform that Morning Forget Language Saintess."

Lian blinked, looking a bit worried at the underclassman in front of her, who still had a smile on her lips, but whose gaze was gradually turning towards bitterness, feeling slightly at a loss.

"Don’t worry, I’m not planning on surrendering yet."

Teresa casually tossed the two instruction cards in front of her to Lian, and said softly, "Unless he fulfills my wish, I will never easily be defeated by him. Go on, senior."

Lian smiled slightly. Considering Teresa’s current image was Foster Ward, she ultimately refrained from habitually ruffling her hair, merely patting Teresa’s shoulder before leaving with the instruction cards.

...

[Those guys watching the match probably haven’t noticed yet, your insane destination...]

[What can I say, truly worthy of being chosen by Teresa, Prince, to think you could come up with such a method...]

[You’ve perfectly played to your strengths, leading the situation to this point, forcefully snatching away half of the advantage that was once firmly within my grasp, making the victory a fifty-fifty split.]

[In this process, you’ve constantly drained and squeezed my concentration, handing over the rhythm of the entire battlefield for me to control, yet ultimately controlling my rhythm yourself, resulting in the current pace where as soon as you speed up a bit, I’ll fall behind... it’s not about speed, it’s about the inability to adjust.]

[No matter how fast senior Lian is, it won’t help; Forget Language His Highness must have been stationed in front of the host from the start, not once returning to the command room, right?]

[During the stalemate, compared to me maintaining constant tension, you only need to put on a show, occasionally adjust the structure, and you’re probably prepared well in advance, according to the ’correct’ responses I might make, and handed the answers over to her beforehand, right?]

[So now, the choices left to me are only two. One is to break the original rhythm, but from a layout perspective, whether it’s changing styles or rapidly speeding up, the cost is too high...]

[The other is to continue implementing the previous strategy to the end. In this case, as long as you make a slight mistake, that troop can charge out of the central battlefield but won’t complete its purpose. Still, it means placing the victory or defeat in your hands as the opponent.]

[It’s really distressing, this almost mentally torturous, loss-less crazed strategy, clearly the favorite means of that Ramollok Chief Priest.]

[Fine, fine, I’ll fulfill your wish and place the victory or defeat in your hands, Prince~]

[Your own style, coupled with Ramollok Chief Priest’s style, barely helped you recover the disadvantage, but if you hadn’t properly watched me before, hadn’t properly watched Teresa, hadn’t placed all your focus on me, you absolutely wouldn’t have won!]

[Want to defeat me? Okay, I’ll give you the chance!]

[But you must use everything Teresa Tarosa showed you to achieve it!]

[Come on, my Prince——]

...

Time began to fly by.

All the spectators held their breath, their eyes fixed on the now utterly wild blue team troops, watching that pack of blue frenzied wolves!

"It’s not like that... it’s not just like that..."

Breaking the silence was La Ersi, the girl who suddenly stood up with wide eyes, staring unblinkingly at God’s Eye View, watching the unstoppable, overwhelming blue cluster, speaking rapidly and loudly: "Although on the surface it’s indeed pack tactics, if we look closely, we’ll find this troop that can almost do anything is constantly changing. They only used the irregular multi-line advancement of the wolf pack tactic, the rest... it all depends on Foster!"

Sitting beside her, Lei Er Si, immersed and dazzled by the intense battle on the sand table, was startled, eventually snapping out of her mesmerized state: "depends on... Foster!"

"Look at the triangle marker I’ve drawn now, previously shattered by that batch’s charge on the left flank. The red team army, now unable to readjust formation, can only use mirror tactics to pin. Now, let’s look at the corresponding branch troops of the blue team; closely watch, Lei Er Si, it’s now! They’ve changed formation! With heavily armored soldiers as vanguard in irregular vortex battle array, perfect troop ratio and position coordination, crushing the red team’s mirror tactics!"

"Could this be... how is this possible!"