Not to mention Gu Xin, even the people who were paying attention to this scene were a little short of breath.
No one knows what Mark has bet on. Everyone only knows that Mark’s family is so rich that even the [War Knights] are crazy about it.
Gu Xin's body trembled slightly for the first time.
No matter how you look at Mark's smile, he looks like a big devil in hell who is good at deceiving: "According to the laws of this world, if you don't follow, everything you staked before will belong to me."
Gu Xin's heart seemed to fall into an ice cave, and he lost his voice: "How do you know the laws of this other world!?"
Of course, Mark would not be so kind as to explain it to Gusin. He actually got a glimpse of the space laws here through newspapers.
Guxin just felt that while Mark was talking, it seemed as if there was a devil's tail sticking out from behind his buttocks, wagging happily, making him tremble with anger.
"Guxin, are you going to follow... or not?"
Mark put on a smile that was sure of Gu Xin. It was not without reason. He had seen everything clearly in the vision of destiny: if we say that Gu Xin at the beginning was still a villain hiding in the bloody fog of fate. After picking up
After losing the compass, Guxin no longer had the final protection against his fate.
Mark couldn't see what other valuable things Gusin had, but he could see the 'weight of fate' that those things added up to.
Mark's control was very precise, and Gu Xin had to struggle to barely keep up with the value of three parts of [Valkyrie]'s broken body.
Follow? Or not?
This involves a problem called [sunk cost].
There is no "small guarantee" or "big guarantee" in this kind of fate gambling.
If you follow the bet, you will have a chance to make a comeback. If you don't follow, you will have nothing.
Gu Xin had invested too much. Once the mysterious compass was taken away, Gu Xin had no way out.
[War] extraordinary items are very rare!
Mark's [Netherworld Cannon] set really makes Gu Xin very envious.
Gu Xin felt the gazes of his followers behind him, and he finally lost his temper and shouted: "I don't believe that within the framework of the laws of [war], you can defeat me!"
After just one game, Gu Xin still had some doubts. Even if he claimed to know all the forms of war in the world, he did not dare to say that he would not be tricked to death.
After five games, Guxin was really confident.
How could this kid come up with so many forms of warfare that he doesn’t understand?
Impossible! Absolutely impossible!
At this thought, Gu Xin became furious. One after another, the mysterious props whose true identity could not be seen were taken out by Gu Xin from his soul space and materialized from the spirit body into the material in the real world.
I don't know what it is, but I can only be sure that everything can make the scales move a little and tilt a little towards him.
After all Gu Xin's wealth was wiped out, including his own, the war balance finally returned to a relatively balanced state.
Overall, Mark is a little heavier.
Gu Xin's right eyelid kept twitching slightly: "The scale of war has recognized this bet. I am only willing to pay so much. If it is not enough, I can graciously accept you adding factors that are unfavorable to me in the war situation.
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Gu Xin was actually a little weak.
He had to use words, just to bet that Mark would show off and give up his advantage magnanimously.
After all, according to the weight of the current bets on the war scale, which is 45% to 55%, Guxin has to bear 10% of the disadvantages. On the battlefield, this is likely to be fatal.
"Haha! Don't be so scheming. All my scheming is on the surface, that is, the five battle situations I set up. I don't need to rely on additional burdens to crush you to death." Mark sneered: "The balance of war, I
Give up adding additional disadvantages to the other party."
Idiot! Hahaha!
Gu Xin laughed wildly in his heart.
Mark looked at Gu Xin's pupils, which were trembling with excitement, and he was also smiling.
"Guxin, stop talking nonsense, let's start the [war]! My final designation for this [war] is - except for the first round, the remaining four rounds are secret wars that will not be made public!"
"Huh?" Guxin was stunned for a moment, which meant that Mark deprived others of their right to watch the battle.
The next second, the two people in the sky turned into two streams of light and flew to the center of the venue. The audience was once again lifted to the high-altitude auditorium, watching this [war] defined by Mark from a God's perspective.
Mark and Gusin had flashes of light in their eyes. When their vision returned to normal, a line of words "Battle of Verdun" flashed across the top of their retinas.
What appeared before the two of them was a small town that looked similar to the style of the Wright Empire.
But the town had obviously been plowed through by artillery, and half of the houses were in ruins.
The two were divided into the south and north of the town.
What was displayed in front of Gu Xin were 13 long tables, with a type of bolt-action rifle placed on each table.
There was also a sign thoughtfully placed on the table:
Type 1,30 rifle
2.1888 Commission Rifle
3.MLE1907 rifle
…
As soon as this scene came out, Guxin was a little confused: "This is... a rifle!?"
It’s no wonder that Gu Xin was confused, after all, the technology tree of this world has just pointed out early revolvers and miniguns that are bulkier than the Maxim machine gun.
In terms of rifle quality alone, it is not up to the quality of the rifles used in World War I.
Due to the different levels of each country, the rifles of many countries are similar to the Dresser M1841 rifle, which relies on a firing pin to activate gunpowder.
The rifles used by mortals are even heavier than fire sticks.
Seeing so many guns, Gu Xin was confused.
He has never practiced with this kind of rifle.
Laughing to death!
Not long ago, in the fourth game, Guxin deceived the knights with a naval battle that the Knights were unfamiliar with. Now the tide has turned, and it is Guxin's turn to be deceived.
In the sky, someone thoughtfully prepared rules and regulations for Gusin, which were marked in fluorescent Leyte text in mid-air: [Both sides can use their own clones or recruit retinues to enter street battles. Only rifles and bayonets are allowed.
Or throw weapons to fight, and the one who kills 100 opponents wins.】
Gu Xin tried it, and sure enough, all his extraordinary power was taken away after entering this small battlefield. With only his own strength, wearing the armor on his body would be very cumbersome.
Gritting his teeth, Guxin replaced himself with a clone, took off his armor, and then tried to pick up a rifle.
Just as he was learning how to handle the rifle...
"Bang!"
There was a gunshot in the distance, and Gu Xing's forehead disappeared.
The number in the sky suddenly changed to 1:0!
Three hundred meters away, at the air window of a three-story attic, Mark looked away from the telescopic sight of the P1918 rifle and smiled.
He used a sniper rifle modified from a Lee Enfield rifle, which was the king of bolt-action rifles across the centuries and was still used by many countries in the 1960s.
The 10-round magazine is very worry-free.
A group of clones with the same consciousness as Gu Xin on the opposite side suddenly fell into a commotion. They were scurrying around like blind flies, rushing around with these one-meter-long fire sticks.
It's a pity that the map was drawn based on someone's memory. Someone naturally knows the best way to 'catch French fries'.
The miserable Gu Xin, who didn't even know how to shoot, was quickly blocked by a bunch of Mark's clones at his 'spawn point', and was beaten wildly. After that, he didn't dare to take the lead at all.
Shrinking?
Mark had been on guard against this move for a long time. Soon, under the cover of a bunch of clones setting up guns, another group of clones came over and attacked the building with Molotov cocktails (incendiary bombs).
Throw in a bunch of Molotov cocktails and the Gusins all become acquaintances (in a physical sense).
In the first game, Gu Xin lost 100 to 0 in a daze.
At the beginning of the second game, Gu Xin became fierce.
"You can't start another [war] that I haven't seen before!"
A fog of war spreads...
The two figures disappeared into the huge fog in the center of the venue.
The audience who saw this situation for the first time were a little confused and at a loss.
The war knights who followed Gu Xin would be the quickest to wake up.
"It's actually a secret war that is not open to the public?"
"Is there anything not to see?"
"Alas! What a pity! I can't see Lord Guxin's heroic appearance."
The Knights of the Apocalypse argued that in fact, Gu Xin was beaten in the first game, which had already planted the seeds of uneasiness in their hearts.
Here at the Church of Light and Night, everyone is weird.
Abner asked Vivian in a low voice: "How many things does he have that are invisible to others?"
Vivian held her forehead and couldn't help but think of the newspaper man who seemed extremely arrogant and domineering. She sighed: "It's too much."
Not far away, Marianne and Yolanda's curiosity was about to explode. They wanted to participate in this mysterious war, but they didn't dare. They could only ask Helena, who was most familiar with Mark.
"Mark, will he win?"
Staying in the giant battle armor, Helena, who looked like a metal giant on the surface, heard a buzzing voice coming from the armor: "Winning is certain, it just depends on how much."
The second game started, and Gu Xin was stunned again as soon as he teleported into the room.
Under the ice and snow, a whole row of iron lumps was placed in front of him.
"What is this...?"
If the Bright Knight had some reaction when he saw the wooden sailing gunboat before and knew what it was, Guxin had no idea.
He looked at the German Panzer III tank from World War II in front of him, and his mind went blank.
Although he tried to get into the tank, seeing the poker-faced crew members, he didn't know how to give the order.
"This should be a type of chariot. Then... drive?"
"..." The crew member didn't respond numbly.
On Mark's side, this guy got into the commander's seat of the T-34 tank very quickly and skillfully ordered: "Warm up the engine!"
Well, a little trivia: World War II tanks need to be warmed up in advance in snowy weather, otherwise they won’t be able to drive.
Mark once again took advantage of his knowledge gap and went directly to Gu Xin's tank spawn point. One shot of the 76mm tank gun turned Gu Xin into a sunshine and rainbow little white horse.
The death toll in Gusin rose sharply.
It was so frustrating! It was so frustrating! He was so depressed that he died of it.