Four Split Personalities

Even though the instruction cards were not visible and the communication between the players and their counselors could not be heard, everyone clearly saw that on the sand table representing Ramollok’s red side, an arrow extended straightforwardly towards the nearest relative distance between the two sides, which was also theoretically the easiest direction for covert operations.

Slowly yet steadily.

This was the entire force that could be mobilized under their current authority, configured as a balanced multi-unit mixed corps, with strength levels almost equal.

Ramollok did not hesitate for a moment. At the second minute after the match started, at the instant the ’preparation’ time ended, he immediately issued a very straightforward order, which was to discard all baggage except the necessary food supplies and command his subordinates to advance towards the enemy-occupied area at maximum speed.

Surprisingly, his opponent, the dwarf girl who was so nervous that she was almost pale, issued the same order, almost a replication of Ramollok’s command.

Of course, given that this randomly generated battlefield was not symmetric, there were certain differences in both sides’ marching routes and maximum speed, so the display on the sand table was not particularly pleasing, but this level of deviation would not affect the overall situation.

Both sides positioned their main forces on the right wing of their respective camps, and the distance from the ’best area’ at the center of the battlefield was roughly the same. Moreover, according to the information they both held, that area was just one of the blind spots after completing basic defensive arrangements.

[The thinking is very clear.]

Motan shifted his body’s center of gravity to the back of the chair, calmly observing the screen that attracted most of the attention, overlooking the sand table as the core component of this simulation, and nodded slightly, almost imperceptibly.

It was evident that both sides had made impeccable judgments.

There was no need to elaborate on Ramollok’s level; the girl from the [Mercury Gold Military Academy], although somewhat flustered, did not lose her rationality. She accurately grasped the key point of this confrontation at the first opportunity.

It’s not plotting, it’s not scheming, it’s not strategy, nor is it skills, structure, or reaction.

It’s speed!

The mid-level commanders of the respective camps do not need to make any decisions; in fact, they only need to make decisions for themselves. The task given above is straightforward— invade the enemy-occupied area and carry out devastating strikes on specified units.

Based on the power held by both sides, a simple calculation would reveal that as long as sixty percent of the forces could successfully reach the target location, even if the opponents did not lose a single soldier, the time required for final annihilation would not differ much.

In other words, as long as they could reach the target location at maximum speed without losing more than forty percent of their strength, they wouldn’t lose, at least not directly.

And ’trying not to lose too directly’ was precisely the goal of that dwarf girl.

However—

[Ramollok’s instantaneous command speed... is terrifying!]

This was the first conclusion Motan drew from studying the battle report from The Southwestern Continent, and it was the most valuable conclusion.

So according to Motan’s guess, even if both sides cast the first stone at the same speed due to the two-minute preparation time, as time progresses, as long as Ramollok used one-third of the speed he displayed while commanding the remnants in the Southern Territory of the Dream Teaching Country, he could maintain his team’s maximum efficiency.

And this meant that as long as that dwarf girl made any slight mistake, she would be severely left behind by Ramollok’s rhythm, gradually falling behind.

Of course, all this was established on the premise that both sides played solo with no interaction between them.

And this premise did not exist, just as Black mentioned, to achieve strategic objectives, they would definitely collide directly on this mischievously designed map at some point.

In other words, in this competition that seemed to test ’speed’ in the eyes of both players, the true core was, in fact, the level of a skirmish. In other words, it was a test of the comprehensive qualities of both commanders.

The conclusion was obvious: no one believed that Ramollok would be at a disadvantage in this situation. In fact, those spectators who had gradually figured out that the two sides would soon engage had already started placing bets on how long it would take Ramollok to win the match.

Even Motan was no exception.

Incidentally, he thought that without excessive flamboyance, Ramollok should win this match within... twenty minutes.

However—

[So slow!]

As the match progressed, each piece of intelligence received every few minutes showed that Ramollok did not continuously optimize his troop’s marching speed through orders. Although he made a few subtle adjustments, there wasn’t anything outstanding or ingenious. If one had to find a word to describe it, it would be ’common’.

Very ordinary, very bland, very standard commands.

While everyone thought Ramollok was preparing some divine move and was desperately speculating on the intent of those commands, Motan saw only the ordinary.

Twelve solutions!

Even if the opposing map was blocked and a layer of the fog of war was intentionally applied, Motan had at least twelve solutions to significantly enhance the travel efficiency of the mixed corps in Ramollok’s control, and could also expand its effective control range by at least thirty percent. Yet, Ramollok merely advanced the team in a standard manner without making any substantial adjustments.

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