"Do you think they will fail?" Zhao Mai touched his lips and said, "The Crimson Legion has two thousand people, and its equipment is pretty good. Each of them has experience in fighting and fighting. Yurik's plundering team only has one thousand people, and it is divided into three parts to advance in a staircase. Concentrate troops to destroy one of them, and morale will be more superior..."

Zhao Mai stopped because Tyrion did not refute, but waited for him to continue to say downwards. "Okay. The seemingly correct theories can always accumulate into mountains, and the truth is often only one. Tell me what you think."

"The Crimson Legion is composed of slave gladiators in the arena. Their fighting skills are reasonable, but there is a problem that is difficult to overcome in the short term that seriously restricts combat effectiveness, that is, combat belief. Slaves now have no masters and have not yet obtained their own land or industry. They must first eat, drink and flowers, and they can only obtain them from the enemy. The most common plundering team, besides weapons, is sacks, which are used to carry trophy, and are now empty. Moreover, although the plundering team has only one thousand people, the slave soldiers have never counted. The Crimson Legion faces a team of three batches of one thousand people, not a total of one thousand people."

"I understand." Zhao Mai nodded: "According to what you said, the best ending is to win one game, win one game, and then end with a crushing defeat?"

"I estimate this too." Tyrion lowered his voice: "If the logistics is slower, or they cannot find a safe place, then it is possible that the entire army will be wiped out. Ricas and Butcher are both facing the threat of death in the Crimson Reds. Although Kotander is in the rear, he may also be punished for poor logistics, and at least he will leave the core level of power from now on."

"What's your suggestion?"

"When leaving the city, the masked alliance did not come, which has shown to some extent their attitude: they don't want to have too much connection with you. In this case, just find a way to save Rikas and Butcher. The Crimson Legion is not your responsibility."

Zhao Mai nodded, then shook his head and said slowly: "Politics is to unite one's own faction, win over the centrists that can be won over, attack and eliminate the opposing factions, and finally absorb the good things in it, and continue to strengthen itself. The Crimson Legion is no longer the same as my faction and the centrist. It would be a pity to give up like this. Although I don't look down on the strength of the battle group of more than two thousand gladiators, I cannot ignore the will of the world behind them. Rikas's story is far from over, and the stronger he is, the smaller the demand for Shatili, which is what I care about the most."

"I didn't take into account the will of the world and the unfinished story." Tyrion sighed and said, "I am not you. I can't see the changes in the will of the world, I can't feel his power, let alone quantification and deduction. Moreover, this feeling is so strange, especially since I know I am also a character in a book..."

"No, because your legend will have that book. The biography is written after people have done something. Even if they are recorded, it is one of countless evolutions. It is impossible to be sure that it must be you or him." Zhao Mai said: "Since you have seen the shortcomings of the Crimson Red Army, then strengthen it. I will ask Gardener Long to count the current situation of the entire Great Alluvial Sand Wasteland, including geography, climate, distribution location of Xilan, and the yield and reserve of the Legion mushrooms."

"That's great. With such information, you can better control the situation!"

"It's not all. If the war can be two months later, my Xiyuan will be connected to each other, and the monitoring insects can transmit the situation ahead in real time. You can receive it with your mind superpowers. That's the convenience." Zhao Mai said casually, but Tyrion could not hide his surprise. "Don't do this, you must know that magicians of the Witch King's level already have super-far vision control and communication command capabilities. The kind of war sitting in the magic tower remotely controls thousands of miles away is the norm for them."

"If this is the case, then the Crimson Legion will have to pray." Tyrion immediately reacted and said, "If the news of Karak's death has not been spread, then Yurik's Harmanna Witch King might carefully control the scale of the war and might not give full play to it... No, the individual strengths of this world are too different, and the value of life is too low to judge by common sense. Only when the news of Karak's death has been spread, the Crimson Witch King would despise the Crimson Legion. The best record of his robbery team is just to defeat a group of slave soldiers. He would not care so much, nor would he consume his own strength to remotely control the command."

"And he will find Xirang even later." Zhao Mai added: "However, a city without the Witch King guarding may attract the covetousness of another Witch King."

"He didn't dare to attack for a moment unless he understood how Carac died. When his spies saw Rikas, he would be more cautious because of suspicion." Tyrion smiled slightly and said confidently: "Zhao Mai, do you have any ideas about adding a Yurik city?"

"The best thing is that I can build one without it. In theory, I always need cities to accommodate future immigrant populations, and to separate humans and orcs, especially in the early stages. Therefore, I always need more cities and more oasis."

"Then I will present you with the city of Yurik," said Tyrion. "The only problem is the Witch King, only you can fight against this."

"I can fight him at the right time, but I don't want to be attacked by other witch kings in unison. The situation will be a bit complicated and dangerous, especially compared to gaining a city's income, which is not worth the loss. My potential is greater than them, so as long as the situation is stable and controllable, the victory will become more and more stable. I don't need soldiers to take risks for the time being."

"I understand." Tyrion looked at the blue lake under the blood-red sun and found that the city of Caylin in his memory became increasingly blurry. Once upon a time, he wanted to inherit the title of Duke Lannister and the lord of Caylinder, and become the character his bloodline allowed but his father refused.

But he had to admit that Kaiyan City has too much of his father's taste. Even if he becomes a lord, it will take many years, or even a lifetime to remove the influence of his father. Of course, there is another voice echoing in his ears: Stop thinking about it, your father is about to cut off your head, Kaiyan City will not even give you a cemetery!

Crossing off the name of the Duke of the Casino City from the wish list, Tyrion felt relaxed and suddenly realized. He had learned the supernatural powers of his mind, but Westeros's knights had never seen this! He also had spies, troops and territory to command, and he had a vast enough world to play. Isn't this what he always wanted?

And Atas's girls are indeed more beautiful. It is said that this is the result of genetic modification a long time ago. There are so many new things like "genes" that Tyrion feels that he really can't ask for more.
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