The small Bagua chessboard shot out two tractor beams and illuminated both players. Dorothy clearly felt a pulling force pulling her.
This force is not strong, and it would be easy for her to break free, but this is really not necessary.
When everyone gave up resistance, the players on both sides illuminated by the tractor beam quickly shrank in size, and were then sucked into the chessboard, which was actually the size of a table.
Then, others who were still outside saw the chessboard shake for a while, and a war map with complex terrain was revealed.
The map is octagonal, with bases for both sides located on the east and west sides respectively. The contestants who were sucked in before are now on standby in the bases in various places.
As soon as Dorothy closed her eyes and opened them, she found herself in a temple-like building. At this time, she was sitting on the throne at the top of the temple. In the hall under the throne, she had been picked by her before.
The 12 witch judges who came out are there.
The house witch looked up and looked outside the temple, only to find that everything outside the temple was invisible. There was a thick layer of black fog covering the outside world, making everything hazy and unknowable.
"Good guys, does this also add the fog of war setting?"
Dorothy was not too surprised by this, after all, this is also a common setting in strategy games.
After all, the core point of a strategy game is to establish an information advantage. As long as whichever side can explore more maps in advance and grasp more of the enemy's movements, that side will gain the advantage.
And once every move of the enemy is under your surveillance, victory in the war will be within easy reach.
She looked down at the throne and found a map. The map roughly showed the shape of the chessboard, but it was also dark and showed nothing except the two families on both sides.
"Um, why are there only witches who are heroes, and servants who are soldiers?"
The house witch looked at the main hall below, but only saw the witch, not the other alien servants. She was slightly confused.
But when such doubts just emerged from her mind, the answer was naturally known to her.
This chessboard seems to be able to instill the rules of the game directly into the player's mind, and all doubts can be answered immediately as soon as they arise.
"It's quite high-end."
Dorothy sighed with emotion. She briefly browsed the rule information that had just emerged and quickly understood everything.
Soldiers are resources in this war chess game. Players need to send heroes to explore the map, search for resources from the map, and then bring the resources back to the base to build an arsenal. Only then can specific soldiers be unlocked.
There are even levels of arsenal, including black iron, bronze, silver, and gold, which correspond to the four levels of races. Which level of arsenal can only produce certain levels of soldiers.
Even the speed of producing minions is related to the level of your base, and the level of the base is related to the number of resource points under your command.
Once you see the rules here, you can actually roughly understand how this war chess is played.
In the early stage, you send people to open maps, grab resources, occupy key resource points, and then rely on more resources to upgrade the arsenal and produce advanced units, and then lead troops to grab more resource points and improve the level of the base.
To speed up the explosion of troops, it will snowball in the end to expand the advantage.
"Well, I completely understand."
Dorothy, who was sitting on the throne, nodded, thinking so, and then she used a spiritual link to form a temporary group chat with the 12 witches below, and then shared the rules of the game in the group chat.
"Then, Mr. Clown, do you want us to spread out across the map and search for resource points?"
The new judges read the rules of the game, and then Madeline wearing a paladin mask stood up and asked.
"No, I want eight of you to start a group fight right from the start, and go directly to ambush near the center line of the map. Once you encounter an angel who is alone, start a righteous group fight, but remember not to go too deep. As for starting
Picture, just spread out the remaining four pictures."
Dorothy said this.
The most annoying thing about her is the operation. She really only likes to fight when playing games. Anyway, when she is in trouble, she will act rashly first, but she can't be rash anymore.
And this is not called recklessness. Can the art of war be called reckless? This is called taking someone by surprise and attacking them unprepared.
"Well, just the eight of you, Paladin, Frost Snow Girl, Bun, Phoenix, Ghost Face, Burial Star, Elemental Queen, and Phantom Girl, go."
Dorothy pointed out the eight people with the highest combat power among the twelve people, then opened her hands, and eight spiritual lights burst out from her hands, turning into eight small flags, and integrated into the bodies of the eight people respectively.
As a chess player, the otaku witch herself cannot leave the base, so it is impossible for her to fight in person, but all auxiliary means can still be used.
The eight little flags just now are actually eight kinds of magic spells, namely the heaven curse, the earth curse, the wind curse, the cloud curse, the dragon curse, the tiger curse, the bird curse, and the snake curse. In fact, one of the eight curses can only be considered excellent on its own.
buff method, but once the eight spells are combined into one, a special formation will be formed, which is a miniature eight formation diagram.
This is the strategic magic created by Dorothy based on her inspiration from reading various military books and playing a bunch of strategic games.
Well, in fact, the otaku witch herself doesn’t know whether this thing is magic or not. After all, the core of this formation is actually some strange armor-defying techniques she remembered from her previous life.
Speaking of which, Dorothy herself felt a little outrageous. In her previous life, she was just an ordinary otaku, not a professional Taoist priest. Her understanding of the art of Qimen Dunjia was limited to the popular science of some authors, and she once looked it up on the Internet out of curiosity.
Just some basic information.
Anyway, he knew only a little about those mysterious things in his previous life and could not understand them at all. At that time, she was still an atheist and thought these things were called cultural inheritance at best, but feudal superstition at worst.
But in this life, when she dug out those data from the memory hall again, it was very strange. Originally, those gods were talking about people, but they just didn't talk to people properly, and they were like records in the heavenly book. Now she really had some records.
Wonderful realization.
Things like Yin and Yang, Four Symbols, Eight Diagrams, etc. These things that seemed insignificant in her previous life had a wonderful sense of beauty in her eyes in this life, as if they contained infinite avenues.
But if you ask her what she has understood specifically, she can't tell you. Anyway, under the inspiration, those who have learned the art of war and military strategies in this life are combined with those ancient inheritances to form this eight-formation diagram.
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Now she really believed that the world in her previous life was in the Age of Ending Dharma, and she always felt that the immortals in myths and legends might be real.
Ah, I’m so angry. If there really are immortals, then why didn’t I go there and become immortals? Being a witch is not as fun as cultivating immortals.
Dorothy often thought this with regret.
She only regretted that she didn't read more Taoist books or practice methods in her previous life, otherwise she felt that she could really try to cultivate immortality now. After all, just the simple Tai Chi Bagua chart could help her understand the eight formations.
She thought that if she had memorized all the Tao Te Ching in her previous life, she might be able to understand the cultivation techniques of immortality on her own.
Shaking her head, the otaku witch shook the regrets out of her mind, then looked at the eight people who were very confused about the little flag integrated into her body, and explained.
"This is an insurance measure. After all, this is the first time for you to perform this kind of team mission, and you are not familiar with each other. Even if we fight in a group later, I don't think you will cooperate very well. When the eight magic spells come,
I will help you cooperate with each other tacitly."
The eight people were stunned when they heard this, and some didn't believe it. After all, cooperation with this thing usually only depends on long-term training. I have never heard of any method that can help people understand each other tacitly.
It's just that no one among the eight people jumped out to question it. After all, they had seen the clown's magical powers during the previous assessment. Since she said it was true, there was a high probability that it was true, but she and others were ignorant.
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As a result, the eight witches turned around and went out, plunged into the black mist outside the door, and rushed straight ahead.
As the eight people moved, Dorothy also discovered that a straight line appeared on the originally dark map in her hand, which represented their exploration situation.
However, after taking a look at the map, Dorothy turned her attention to the remaining four witches.
The Astropath of the Prophecy School, the Gambler of the Potion School, the Vice-President Skywalker, and the lucky son of the Elf Witch Forest.
These four people are not very good at frontal combat, so it would be good to stay and explore the map to open up resources.
"Astropath, Son of the Forest, you two come here."
She held the map in her hand and waved to the two of them.
So, the two witches came forward with doubts, not knowing what the clown was paying attention to.
"Astropath, can you divine the location of the resource point?"
Dorothy asked expectantly.
Well, it's time for the prophet to take action. The fog of war is amazing. Let's just open the perspective.
She only hated that her prophecy school was a bit poor. If her prophecy technique hadn't been inconsistent and had some pitfalls, she would have done divination by herself.
"I have tried it before, but this chessboard seems to be against divination. The divination spell has been suppressed and is not very effective. I can only vaguely feel that these positions seem to have resources."
Wearing a starry sky mask, the minotaur witch was small and stared at two huge horns above her head. She roughly clicked on a few locations on the map, and then said with some shame.
"Anyway, there must be several resource points in these places, but I'm not sure which ones they are."
"Well, it doesn't matter. You've done a great job."
Although the clairvoyance device was not fully activated, Dorothy did not criticize the Minotaur Witch lady too harshly. Instead, she comforted her with a gentle voice, and then turned her gaze to the confused elf next to her.
Witch.
At this time, the son of the forest was in a panic. She always felt that she had been very unlucky since joining the Tribunal. All these rules were aimed at her. In the previous assessment, she was not allowed to bring her own familiars, but now she was fighting against an angel.
After sealing off her familiars and servants, this still leaves the summoner alive.
Obviously she is not weak, her familiars are super powerful, but why are they targeted so miserably every time? Why are the familiars classified as soldiers and need an arsenal to summon them?
The elf witch was trembling with anger for a while.
Because without his familiars and servants, most of his abilities were completely useless. Therefore, the son of Mori had been keeping a low profile before, for fear that his identity as a burden would be discovered, but in the end, he was named by the leader. Now he feels the clown-sama's gaze again.
Looking at herself, the elf witch panicked.
"Don't be afraid, I won't eat you. Why are you shaking? Come on, pick four out of these circles. Choose whatever you want. It's best to choose the one you feel first."
Dorothy looked at the trembling subordinate and comforted her helplessly.
This is the European Emperor. Now that the clairvoyance is being interfered with, the European Emperor's European energy is power.
"Um, just these four."
The son of the forest who didn't know why was very obedient. She quickly clicked four circles on the map.
Dorothy smiled at this.
"Well, that's it for these four. The four of you can go directly to these four places to see if there are any resource points."
The otaku witch happily ordered.
Anyway, now I can only trust Ou Huang's intuition, and there is no other way.
Alas, if only Sofilia were by my side now, she would definitely be able to help me get the fluoroscopy directly.
Dorothy missed her roommates a little.
And her casual choice left the four witches speechless.
Please, Mr. Clown, you are engaging in an important bet that involves the witch's face. Please be more serious. How can you be so casual?
However, the four of them didn't say much. They just looked at their wayward boss speechlessly, then each picked a target and set off.
So, the map in Dorothy's hand, which originally had only one straight line, showed four other straight lines.
"Tsk, it's so troublesome. It turns out that strategy games are boring. I really hope we can start playing them soon."
The otaku witch sitting on the throne looked at the map and waited boredly.
After a long time, she was mentally shaken and looked at the straight line that ran straight through the map. At this time, in addition to the heads of the eight members of her family, several other red heads appeared at the end of the line.
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"One, two, three, nine, ah, good fellow, have you thought of it together?"
Seeing the nine angels appearing directly from the opponent's lineup, Dorothy slumped down on her lap and felt a little happy.
OK, you can just type the same style, and then it’s time for micromanipulation.
As soon as the house witch closed her eyes, her spirit had followed the marks of the eight flags to the front line.