"Look - it's Sun Jingfan, the leader of Yongzhou's Eight Cavalry, and he is finally going to do it himself!"
"I always thought that the God of War in Yongzhou was none other than Mr. Sun. I didn't expect to be promoted all the time. What a pity!"
"Master Sun is the leader of the Eight Cavalry. He is also skilled in soldiers and horses, and uses troops like a god. He is indeed a talented general."
"That young man was able to force Sun Jingfan, the leader of the Eight Cavalry, to die in person, which is quite remarkable!"
"I wonder what the two of them will compete with!?"
After hearing everyone's discussion, Ye Feng had a general understanding of the elegant man in front of him.
"Are you the strongest among the eight knights?" Ye Feng asked.
"I don't dare to take it!" Sun Jingfan said humbly, "Each of the eight cavalry has its own strengths. I only know a little bit of military art and have made suggestions for the God of War."
Ye Feng asked curiously: "Then what do you want to compete with me for? Are you just talking on paper!?"
Sun Jingfan smiled and said: "War on paper is too empty; real swords and guns are too bloody. In my camp, there happens to be a holographic projection to simulate actual combat. Although it cannot replace the real war, it can barely restore the full picture of the battlefield.
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"You and I, right here, are simulating a war, and winning or losing will be decided in one battle!"
While speaking, Sun Jingfan motioned to his men and turned on the holographic projection of the scene.
In an instant, the entire school grounds changed.
The holographic projection projects a magnificent panoramic view of the battlefield onto the scene, making people immersed in it.
The two of them, each holding their own, are like the hands of God, controlling life and death on the battlefield.
Above the school grounds, the mountains stretched out, forming a confrontation between the two armies.
Sun Jingfan continued to introduce: "You and I each have 10,000 troops. Let's strategize and fight it out in these mountains!"
Ye Feng took a closer look and couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
Ye Feng had also heard of this technology that uses holographic projection to reflect the entire battlefield.
It's like mobilizing troops and generals on a computer, but the screen is projected into reality.
You can even use big data to conduct countless simulation exercises and finally calculate the best attack plan.
Seeing this situation, the scene was filled with surprise again.
Such an immersive war experience is eye-opening.
It was the first time for many people to personally participate in such a war, and they were extremely excited.
When Han Shanhe saw this, he couldn't help but clicked his tongue.
This kind of technology is naturally very familiar to him.
But to outsiders, it is very strange.
Therefore, Han Shanhe believed that his sworn brother would definitely have an advantage in this kind of simulated battle due to his unfamiliarity.
However, a simulated battle like this is a necessary condition for someone to become a God of War.
After all, if you can't gain advantage or victory in simulation exercises, how can you strategize in the face of the ever-changing real battlefield!?
For Han Shanhe, he has played not only 1,000 but also 800 rounds of this kind of simulated battle. He almost always wins every battle and never fails.
"This is too unfair." Han Shanhe couldn't help complaining, "This must be the first time for my sworn brother to come into contact with this kind of simulated battle. What chance does he have of winning against Sun Jingfan, who has experienced hundreds of battles?"
However, Shen Changqing, the Minister of War, said: "Only the mediocre will care about the number of times and proficiency. But for geniuses, the first time is the last!"
"God of War Han, if your brother is really handsome, he will be able to control and master it easily the first time!"
"Not bad!" Duan Tianhao on the side also said, "The first time I operated it, I killed all the veterans in our battalion. If you don't even have this talent for arranging troops, how can you become a true soldier?
God of War!"
Han Shanhe curled his lips and muttered: "Huh, whatever you say is reasonable. But no matter what, this is my sworn brother's first time, and his opponent is a wise general like Sun Jingfan, so losing does not count."
At the same time, when they saw the scene, they started a mock battle posture.
The Eight Horsemen of Yongzhou couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief, even before they beamed with joy.
The previous depression of losing two games in a row could not help but be swept away.
After all, Sun Jingfan, the leader of the Eight Riders, is an expert in this field.
"Hey, that kid probably doesn't know that our eldest brother is victorious in simulated battles. No one in the entire Yongzhou Army can be his opponent!"
"Yes! The last time I faced off against my eldest brother, he wiped out all 10,000 of my soldiers with 5,000 troops, which made me autistic! Now that I see the holographic simulation, I have a headache."
"If that kid is sensible, just admit defeat obediently, lest he be killed by our eldest brother later and be thrown into disgrace, which would be even more embarrassing."
At this time, Sun Jingfan also said: "For the sake of fairness, our military strength is equal, and this is also my respect for you."
"Of course, if this is your first time operating and you are not familiar with it, I can also give you three to five thousand soldiers. As long as you can beat me, I will have no complaints."
Hearing this, Ye Feng smiled and said: "Isn't it just a simulated war? Pediatrics!"
"Let's not give in to anyone, let's fight fairly, ten thousand against ten thousand, until the other side's entire army is annihilated!"
