Strike the snake where it hurts, and attack the enemy's weak points. Thus, in a battle formation, finding an opportunity to attack the rear was the only way to win. But Cecil actually wanted to attack the front? For the time being, it was hard to say how strong Emily was in the front row. However, an assassin's survivability had always been extremely strong. Everyone had seen Grai's strength. He might even be a super expert on the same level as Cecil. The other heavy soldier, Barran, was also a fierce person who had used brute force to defeat Rosenberg. Was it really the right choice to forcefully take down such a front row?
"The enemy's long-range attacks aren't strong enough. Their arrows and pistols need time to unleash sustained attacks. Thus, they won't pose much of a threat to our front row in the short term." Cecil's analysis hit the nail on the head. Then, he quickly made arrangements. "Elena, you're in charge of Grai. Use a feint to lure him from behind. Regardless of whether he falls for it or not, as long as you take the initiative to attack him, you'll definitely be able to pull him out of the front row formation. There's no need to fight him head on. Remember, your main goal is to tie him down!"
During Grai's insta-kill of Adonis, although Adonis had courted death by randomly launching attacks at the start of the match, causing him to consume a large amount of his Soul Power and physical strength, Grai's strength was still obvious to all. However, if it was just a matter of restraining him, Elena was absolutely capable of doing so. A group battle was different from a duel. Defending was also different from taking the initiative to attack. If Elena had the intention to defend, even Cecil wouldn't be able to finish her off in a short period of time.
"Berline, tie down that Emily. If there's a chance, get rid of her!"
Although Emily's strength was unknown, she was just an assassin. As Adolf's official soldier, Berline wouldn't fear a newbie assassin regardless of class advantage or strength. Even if the opponent was at Elena's level, he wouldn't be at a disadvantage.
"After that," Cecil said, all the lines were clear. "Withstand the first round of attacks from their long-range attacks. Make use of the time difference and concentrate your firepower to get rid of their heavy soldier first!"
With Elena acting as the main force, the fake 131 formation was, in fact, Adolf was most familiar with the 14 Battle Formation.
An absolutely ruthless tactical arrangement!
It was, in fact, extremely difficult to instantly kill the opponent's heavy soldier with the strongest defence in a group battle. That heavy soldier called Barran was also very strong, but he was still a first year. No one knew where he had learned that charging combat technique from, but his fundamentals and coordination in group battles were definitely a notch lower. If any random first year was that all-rounded, then there would be no need for others to mingle around.
With such an arrangement, Barran and Qi Lian Shan had the absolute advantage of three against one. As long as Barran and Qi Lian Shan were to face each other, with Simon and Cecil's strength, they would definitely be able to achieve an instant kill.
Everyone had already formed a visual image in their minds. This arrangement was bold and went against the norm, but it was direct and effective. It was so violent that no one could look at it directly. The captain was finally serious!
"I think it's fine!" Pushing his spectacles up the bridge of his nose, Simon said, "Insta-Killing the opponent's heavy soldier is too abnormal. On the contrary, it's not easy for the opponent to see through it. The way of military strategy is to interweave between the real and the false. Only by mixing the real and the false can we achieve the best results. As long as we can break through the opponent's weak point, the rest will be easy. Only, will Qi Lian Shan be able to do it? "
This was the crux of the strategy. At the very least, Qi Lian Shan wouldn't be instantly killed by the opponent. The gap between the substitute heavy soldier and Rosenberg was too large. Even Rosenberg had been almost instantly killed by the opponent.
"Qi Lian Shan, you just need to assume a charging stance to confuse the opponent. However, in reality, use all your soul power for defense." Cecil explained further, "As long as you can withstand for three seconds, victory will be ours!"
Beside him, Qi Lian Shan was clearly a little nervous. After all, his opponent was the fellow who had killed his most respected senior, Rosenberg.
Lying beside him, Rosenberg, who could only move half his body, interrupted, "Ah Shan, don't be afraid of that idiot. That idiot heavy soldier isn't as strong as you think. His soul power is at most 130 grassos. I was just too careless …"
Before he could finish speaking, he felt Cecil's cold gaze, scaring Rosenberg into swallowing the rest of his words.
"If you're strong, then you're strong. If you're weak, then you're weak. Don't look for excuses when you lose!" Cecil said coldly. "Qi Lian Shan, you're not necessarily inferior to your opponent. However, the core of a group battle isn't about being a hero. It's about strategy. Your defense is definitely not weak. You're also a member of our Adolf Squadron! Remember your mission well! Don't learn from some idiots and underestimate your opponent! "
Rosenberg's mouth was tightly shut, not daring to let out a fart. Qi Lian Shan nodded his head heavily. "I understand, captain! Relax. I'll defend with all my strength. Even if I die, I'll hold him off! "
At this moment, the audience in the viewing gallery had already calmed down quite a bit. Despite all of them still maintaining their high and excited emotions, the loud shouts and shouts had already disappeared. The only thing present was the buzzing sounds of discussion that lingered around the entire stadium. Truthfully speaking, everyone was still feeling extremely nervous and apprehensive in their hearts. The group battle was the greatest test of one's strength, and was also the most difficult. Would the newly formed Tianjing squadron, which had sunk into chaos for a period of time, be able to pull off a group battle?
Could this Wang Zhong really be able to support this squadron? Everyone could only choose to believe in Wang Zhong. However, they really didn't have much confidence.
Seeing Wang Zhong's five-man formation walk out of the arena, the entire stadium quickly quietened down as if it had been discussed beforehand. Then, the little American reporter from the school newspaper picked up her microphone and started singing. "The heroic spirit of the Majestic Academy shines."
Countless voices rose up in unison.
"The heroic spirit of the Majestic Academy shines. The students of Tianjing are unfettered. The heroic spirit is vast and mighty. Look at the students breaking through the wind and waves. The runic patterns are beautiful. The hundred years of science and technology soar. The spirit of Tianjing Academy, nurturing the pillars of our Federation. Give me bright wings. Step through the dimensional void. Take me on a voyage of my dreams …"
This was the school song of Tianjing Academy. Not only were the people in the stadium singing, but there were also over ten thousand students waiting outside the stadium singing in unison.
With over twenty thousand people spontaneously singing the school song, even Headmaster Greene couldn't help but echo in a low voice. Even the professors and teachers behind him, and even Headmaster Bradley, who was supposed to be his enemy, couldn't help but feel a deep sense of veneration. At the very least, at this moment, he seemed to remember the glory of Tianjing Academy.
Headmaster Greene had always sung this song since he was young. Tianjing Academy was his alma mater, and he had seen the glory of this song before. For example, when Grace had led the academy into the quarterfinals of the CHF. At that time, over ten thousand students had gathered in the public square to watch the live broadcast and sing the school song. Headmaster Greene would never forget that scene until the day he died of old age.
But how long had it been? Ten years? Twenty years? This song had already become a fixed 'accompaniment' that would only be played during the school's get-togethers. There weren't many students who truly felt that this song was pleasant to listen to, and even fewer who truly felt that this song had brought them glory. Instead, they would occasionally hear people ridiculing them as' country bumpkins'.
But now, they had sung it. There wasn't any request from the academy, and it wasn't for any get-togethers either. It was simply because they wanted to sing it!
Greene suddenly had a feeling that the academy that had fallen for a long, long time had unexpectedly come together for the first time. It was a feeling as though they were rising up in the morning sun!
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