Volume 12 [Creation! The Death of the Terminator!] Chapter 19 Forty-Eight Hours

"Now that this has happened, I'm afraid the Blue Light team won't have the heart to hold the evening meeting." Zi suddenly said.

Reef pondered:

"It's hard to say. If they continue to hold the meeting, it will prove that they are strong and don't care about such trivial matters. However, if the valley can be solved beautifully, then it seems to be a good idea to lead the convening of this alliance with the victory of the rescue. It will definitely give you more say!"

Ronnie admired Fang Senyan very much in this kind of planning, because he found that Fang Senyan could always get to the most critical point of the problem at the best time, so he couldn't help but ask curiously:

"Boss, what would you do?"

Fang Senyan, who had been silent all the time, smiled and said:

"If it were me, I would hold this meeting after the official offensive on the first day. In this shitty world, everything you say is fake, only strength can prove it. Go! Use the overwhelming strength shown on the first day to conquer them. "

Ronnie said:

"But what if the Blue Light team does not have this overwhelming strength?"

Fang Senyan smiled and asked:

"What will happen if an elevator that can only accommodate ten people at most suddenly accommodates a hundred people?"

Everyone was silent, Fang Senyan said seriously:

"It will fall from dozens of floors with a crash! ! The inside is bloody and the elevator will be deformed directly! It's terrible! I don't know what arrangements the space has for the current chaotic situation, but it is obvious that the contractors in the other few weak spaces have obviously shown large-scale organized behavior..."

At this point, both Zi and Jiaoshi frowned. Fang Senyan's words pressed on their hearts like a heavy stone! Everyone has heard the story that a chopstick can be easily broken, but a bunch of chopsticks cannot be broken.

Fang Senyan said coldly:

"So, I believe that now it is not just me, but even many people are waiting and watching. If the Blue Light Team really has this ability and can handle things fairly, then it is nothing great for me to obey the allocation. Using a dish of loose sand to deal with the enemy's order is what a fool would do."

The coordination meeting of the Blue Light Team was not held after all.

The flames of war directly burned half of the sky red.

The fierce battle lasted until midnight.

During this period, the Blue Light Team even reinforced its troops twice! To be honest, this behavior is very damaging to morale from the overall perspective. From a tactical perspective, the tactic of adding fuel is even more taboo. Don't you see that many stories are about big *OSSs who are too lazy to take action, and send their subordinates from weak to strong to give experience points to the protagonist, and finally they are overturned by the full-level protagonist...

But the result of this battle is still a victory.

Of course, it is just said.

And this "victory" depends on how it is defined. If it is to drive the enemy out of the Rosanachi Valley, then it is a great victory without suspense.

But the Losanach Valley is not the wall of Minas Tirith. It is meaningless to drive the enemy out of there!!!

The fire that dyed half of the night sky red was fueled by the arrow towers and watchtowers built by the orcs. Of course, there were also the lush trees in the mountains and valleys. The fallen leaves in autumn lost their moisture and were burned by the flames. It was hard not to help the evil.

In fact, when Fang Senyan woke up and turned around, no fully loaded wooden wheeled carts returned from the Losanach Valley. The raging fire burned for half the night, and it was only in the ascendant at this time.

For Fang Senyan and his five carts of stone and wood stored, this was small news.

But for Sauron, this was really a bad omen.

Fortunately, after dawn, the 200,000 orcs that quickly assembled gave people strong confidence. On the vast Palano Plain, the orc army also lined up four giant legions that were extremely neat and almost crushed the entire plain. It seemed that even the dawn mist was trembling and dissipated quickly. The sun seemed unwilling to witness the following tragic killing and dived into the clouds early.

Looking down from the walls of Minas Tirith, it was a completely different scene. Some people felt fear, some felt excitement, some felt bitter, and some felt amazed.

"It's really a lot..." A man held a tall transparent glass cup with a small half cup of blood-red wine in it. He looked at the amazing and vast array below and said with emotion.

But his emotion was as relaxed as seeing an elegant dance and hearing a classic song. This kind of magnanimity, just the magnanimity of regarding the 200,000 orcs below as chickens and pottery dogs, is definitely not something that ordinary people can have.

"Is that right, MCDH?"

The man asked.

A man holding a sniper rifle came over. His face was very calm, and even gave people the feeling of a large lake without waves, clean and clear. Next to him was a very hot woman, as passionate as a hot rose in full bloom. I don’t know if it’s a coincidence, this person is the person Fang Senyan once saved in the last bloody world, the powerful sniper MCDH, but the former ally in the battle is now destined to become an opponent!

"So many contribution points." MCDH answered very straightforwardly. "Why don’t you start the war earlier, Sir?"

Jazz stared at MCDH. He has a pair of eyes as dark blue as the sea, which can also be used to describe the sky. No matter who sees him, he will be attracted by those eyes that are as transparent and blue as the sky and the sea, so that he will forget about him. What does it look like.

However, although Sir did not speak, a man next to him started laughing. This man was bald and tough, with obvious muscles all over his body. However, he was wearing a sky blue robe. If Sheyan were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this familiar person, who is also his and G-spot's matchmaker: Didier Drogba!

"What? MCDH, are your hands itchy? Then why didn't you go when we raided the Rossanacci Valley last night? Although the leader didn't go, he took away more than two hundred dollars just because of his contribution to enchanting weapons for us. What about contribution?”

MCDH said quietly:

"That kind of small scene is not suitable for me. My brother is suitable for appearing in such a big scene. To be honest, I am still looking forward to the appearance of the terrifying mammoth from the dark side. In this way, I risk my life to get it back from the biological world. The biochemical warhead will be useful."

"They started to move." Jazz took a slight sip of the wine in the cup and squinted his eyes: "In just one hour, no, half an hour, I will know whether we can win this battle."

"Boss, we are bound to win!" Drogba said very stabbingly: "What the other side relies on is nothing more than their spatial strength. The contractors' elites are more than ours, but we still have more people than them. What's more, even if it's a comparison of quality rather than quantity, we still have the apostle's promise..."

At this point, Drogba suddenly shut up and did not say the next words because he realized that Jazz had glanced at him.

A look without sadness or joy.

Drogba immediately felt as if a pair of stinky socks had been stuffed into his mouth, and his face became bitter.

At this time, Jazz said calmly:

"Anytime you place your hopes on others, it's a foolish thing to do."

"Very stupid thing!"

"Putting aside other external factors, we actually had a vague advantage when entering the battlefield of Minas Tirith, because, if the plot proceeds to the end, the final victor will be Gondor. People! On the other hand, the two most lacking things in a city defense battle are the number of defenders, and the second is materials, and the influx of our numerically superior contractors just makes up for it. The most missing link in Minas Tirith is that we can provide a more powerful long-range attack than the defenders' archers, and we have enough ammunition to destroy the entire Middle-earth!"

Sir said calmly, rather than saying these words to others, he might as well say that he was repeating them to himself to confirm that his judgment would never be wrong!

"The contractors on the opposite side have joined Sauron's side. They are indeed elite, but Sauron's side does not lack elite troops at all! They cannot play a role in providing help in times of need. The role of all their contractors will not be enough for Sauron. Lun’s side may not be as effective as three hundred catapults!”

"So, even if it's a bit aggrieved, the roles played by our two contractors cancel each other out. As long as it lasts until the end, the winner will still be us! What's more, the advantage of the orc coalition is actually very obvious, that is, in the war The first period - to be precise, that is before the 6,000 cavalry attack by King Théoden of Rohan! If converted, that is the first 48 hours of our current battle! "

Having said this, Jazz drank the red wine in the glass in one gulp, closed his eyes and seemed to be savoring the aroma of the wine. After a long time, he slowly said:

"So, if the guys on the opposite side fail to break through the city within forty-eight hours, then they will never have a chance. Therefore, I only need to watch the opponent's attack for half an hour, and I can almost know the outcome... !”

MCDH is a relatively cautious person. He suddenly said:

"However, we have to consider variables... There is a saying that people's calculations are always inferior to God's calculations. This should probably be the case."

Jazz said calmly:

"The opponent has a hole card, so why don't we? They dare to reveal four Aces, can't I flip a straight flush? Therefore, I am not a person who talks nonsense, and I will repeat that sentence. Within forty-eight hours, if they can't break the city , then, never let it go. At this point, I think someone on the other side will definitely see it." (To be continued. If you like this work, you are welcome to register as a member of Piaotian Literature for recommendation. This work and your support are my biggest motivation).