Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1201 - 13: Gazing from Afar, Above the Moon
It is said that in ancient Fusang, a renowned swordsman took pride in his one-versus-many tactic, which involved turning and running away to lure opponents into pursuit. Although he was outnumbered, the enemies had varying levels of stamina; some ran fast, while others were slow. As long as he ran a certain distance, he could create a one-on-one combat situation.
Not pretty, but very practical.
However, there was a prerequisite: you had to be confident in your physical endurance.
"It’s so unseemly..."
On the floating battleship, Yu Tongxuan couldn’t help but shake his head and sigh.
Once Wei Liuyun realized Wang Yunxiao’s tactical intentions and responded, the battle entered garbage time.
In the clash between armies of two nations, there wasn’t much room for fanciness.
Either fight head-on or cut the enemy’s supply lines; ultimately, all strategies boil down to these two points.
Once both sides exhausted all their strategies and revealed their final tactical intentions, what remained was a straightforward war of attrition.
Half an hour before the battle, Wang Yunxiao carefully observed the surrounding terrain.
He discovered that although the area seemed filled with reefs, there weren’t many places suitable for the garrison soldiers to form an array.
Once the reefs were shattered, they could only float in the seawater.
As mentioned before, in the Shattered Star Sea, only the sea surface was safe; the underwater environment was extremely complex and dangerous.
Falling into the sea might not be a problem for the strong bodies of the garrison soldiers, allowing them to swim to the shore, but re-forming an array would be challenging.
So, throughout the battle, he intentionally or unintentionally guided the enemy’s combat direction with him, smashing one by one the wider reefs.
When Wei Liuyun realized his tactical intention and began to fully encircle and chase him, the damage to the terrain finally showed its effects.
Without stable footing, the lower-grade garrison soldiers couldn’t keep up with Wang Yunxiao.
Those who could keep up lost the distance from the array of garrison soldiers behind them, and without the support of the garrison array, they were promptly beaten into retreat by Wang Yunxiao.
The outcome of this battle was practically determined.
However, Wei Liuyun and his fellow senior students gritted their teeth and persisted.
If they admitted defeat just like that, they wouldn’t be able to hold their heads high at the academy in the future.
"Call Zeng Yun."
Yu Tongxuan whispered to General Zeng, "Wang Yunxiao’s stamina is also being greatly consumed; let’s see if Zeng Yun can clean up this mess."
General Zeng’s face was not pleasant.
What’s up with my son? It’s as if he’s picking up scraps.
But under these circumstances, he had no other choice. He turned and instructed his men to send a telegram.
After waiting for about five minutes, his subordinate returned, expressionless, and handed over a note.
Translated from the code, the note had only three words—"Not interested."
General Zeng couldn’t bear it anymore.
What do you mean, not interested? Huh?
This is about defending the honor of the Naval Academy, don’t you get it?
"If you tell him like that, of course, he wouldn’t respond."
Yu Tongxuan laughed, took the pen, scribbled a few words on the paper, and handed it to the guard, "Send it over again."
General Zeng watched the guard turn and leave, unable to resist asking, "What did you write?"
"Nothing much."
"Why do I feel like you know my son better than I do?"
"That’s because I’m his teacher, of course. How many times have you taken care of him since he was little? He’s eaten more dishes at my house than he’s eaten meals at yours."
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On the Shattered Star Sea, Wang Yunxiao knocked Wei Bao down for the third time.
Like a massive mountain, Wei Bao’s body fell with a crash. He struggled a couple of times but ultimately chose to give up.
He really couldn’t fight anymore; his entire body was in pieces.
Is this the strength of Blood Slaughter?
No, it should be said that it’s the strength of Wang Yunxiao.
He was like a copper pea that couldn’t be steamed or cooked through. No matter how hard Wei Bao tried, every attack seemed to disappear without a trace, as if inflicting effective damage on Wang Yunxiao, but in the next moment, he’d spring back to life in front of him.
And he hadn’t even been under the garrison array’s support.
This recovery ability is too outrageous.
Moreover, it wasn’t just a matter of strength and stamina; this guy seemed like a humanoid weapon specifically made for war. Every move been honed to perfection, wasting not an ounce of effort, and his battle efficiency was far beyond us academy-trained experts.
Wang Yunxiao wasn’t as relaxed and composed as he appeared; dealing with the academy experts’ continuous assaults was equally taxing on him physically. But mentally, he felt unprecedented relief.
How wonderful, an arena full of heroes fighting fiercely in handicaps and close quarters.
Look at the monstrous adversaries I’ve faced before.
Kong Ting, annihilation, King Solomon...
It’s like previously working in a private company where the boss spun grandiose tales about annual salaries of hundreds of thousands, working tirelessly like a beast all year, only to find out not only the lack of bonuses and commissions but ending up owing the company six thousand bucks.
After getting laid off and delivering food, despite braving the wind and rain, working just as hard, though the pay wasn’t much, you earn for every delivery you complete. 𝒻𝘳ℯℯ𝑤ℯ𝒷𝘯ℴ𝓋ℯ𝘭.𝑐ℴ𝑚
You indeed earn less, but it feels secure.
True men should engage in close combat and feel the clash of muscle and sweat.
If all enemies in the world were so forthright, how great would it be?
