Commanders' Discussion (@God Doesn't Want to Descend to Earth-Top Creator Certification [1/2])

They arrived in separate groups, and even Nanmen Shi, who had extremely high authority, did not know the specific command arrangements. In other words, apart from the army-level commanders and their subordinates, no one knew. Their communicators could only receive corresponding instructions.

Beside them were the commanders of the Seventh Army and Eighteenth Armies, and their staff officers.

Nanmen Shi knew that the commander of the Thirty-First Army had been attacked and killed on the way, his player account had been destroyed, and he had become an ordinary person. The strategic core of the Thirty-First Army was shifting.

That's a pity.

"The other side has very likely already cracked our communication methods," the Seventh Army commander suddenly spoke, his voice hoarse and low, breaking the suffocating silence.

The commander of the Twenty-First Army frowned, constantly scanning the battlefield where the enemy was being completely overwhelmed.

"How did they manage that? Each combat unit's communicator only has a limited number of designated channels and basic encryption. Even if it's intercepted and deciphered, only scattered tactical information can be obtained, making it impossible to form a global perspective."

"I don't know. We can only be thankful that he hasn't yet mastered the dynamic code we commanders temporarily agreed upon, otherwise we wouldn't have made it this far." The commander of the Eighteenth Army, looking at the battle map, said with a cold sweat running down his back.

They faced not only formidable individual defenders on the front lines, but also a "brain" hidden behind the scenes who could potentially know most of their communications.

This information asymmetry makes every step feel like walking on thin ice.

"What's the situation with the reinforcements?" The commander of the Twenty-First Army took a deep breath and brought the topic back to reality.

The staff officer beside him responded, "The last batch of support troops has landed. They are working with the remnants of the Thirty-First Army and the troops we previously left to hold them off, to do everything they can to mop up and encircle the remaining defenders on the outskirts and transition islands. But the battle reports show that the resistance is immense, and the Wardens' resilience is beyond imagination."

"And what about the losses?" the commander of the Eighteenth Army inquired about another matter.

"Losses... Even with the Second Life Talent, the Eighteenth Army was almost completely wiped out. The Thirty-First Army... its organization was basically crippled, leaving only some scattered Legendary player units. The Seventh Army and Twenty-First Armies, under the direct protection of the two strategic cores, maintained a relatively high number of soldiers, but almost everyone was wounded, energy reserves and supplies were severely depleted, and morale... you've seen it yourself."

The twenty-first commander took a deep breath. "At least the situation is significant. Under the relentless offensive, half of the Wardens of the transitional and peripheral islands are seriously wounded, and the rest are tied down."

The Seventh Army commander's voice was still hoarse. "At least, the biggest obstacle to the core area has been temporarily removed. Next, according to the original plan, this dagger of our three combined forces must pierce through the island before us and reach the [Starry Sky Forbidden Land]. Otherwise, all sacrifices will be meaningless."

His gaze fell upon the massive islands on the star map, named the Second Island, the Third Island, and the Fourth Island. "Based on the feedback from the most brutal reconnaissance and battles in the early stages, the Wardens of these three islands are the strongest individuals we've encountered on this expedition, and Wardens from other islands have also come to help."

"Next, we have the video footage that the reconnaissance team sent back at great cost. Gentlemen, watch it again and remember their characteristics and capabilities."

The main screen in the lobby lit up and began playing a processed battle replay.

The first to appear was the crimson dragon that had wreaked countless massacres across multiple islands—or rather, the terrifying creature that resembled a dragon, was wreathed in blood flames, and carried a pile of hideous skulls on its back.

Its attack methods Blood Frenzy, with strong life-draining and soul-corroding effects, making it a veritable harvester for low- to mid-level players and greatly impacting the expeditionary force's logistics and morale.

Even Nanmen Shi knew this Wardens. He roamed around different islands, committing massacres and being extremely cunning. He would never go to any island where players of level 85 or higher appeared, and would only attack players of lower levels.

This kind of boss is really damn despicable, causing great trouble for the expeditionary force.

The next one is a muscular man with muscles all over his body, wearing tattered bronze armor and wielding a giant sword the size of a door.

With a single step, he delivered a simple, unadorned horizontal slash, leaving a blurred trail in his wake.

Wherever the trajectory passed, everything groaned under the unbearable weight. The first few players, along with their composite shields that had been stretched to their limit, were silently split in two.

A musician of indeterminate gender, draped in Seven-Colored feathered robe, sits suspended in mid-air, holding an instrument that resembles a zither but is not quite a zither.

Slender fingers gently plucked an invisible string, instantly creating beautiful yet deadly ripples in the air. The low-level players rushing in that direction, regardless of their strength, froze in unison, their eyes displaying contrasting extreme emotions such as intoxication, ecstasy, sorrow, and fear.

They then began to kill each other without warning, or unleash their skills to attack themselves, as if trapped in their most terrifying Illusion Realm. Wherever the music reached, reason vanished.

A man dressed in a black and gold robe, who looked very taciturn, stood Jingjing on the island.

Faced with the rapidly approaching assault ship, the ship merely opened its fuse slightly, and the attack exploded like fireworks. Players raining down were overwhelmed by the overwhelming negative effects; some players' energy attacks were even strangely deflected, striking their own allies instead...

"It's too difficult..." a young staff officer murmured under his breath, his voice filled with helplessness.

Nanmen Shi looked somewhat discouraged, while the three commanders and their staff officers continued to analyze data and formulate tactics.

All tactics must be completed here; they cannot be communicated via communication tools after leaving, for who knows when the other side will learn of the commanders' secret messages.

The commander of the Twenty-First Army turned around and looked at Nanmen Shi, who had been standing in the corner silently recording everything. This young man was one of the key figures in this operation and a promising talent that Pillar had specifically chosen to cultivate.

"Nanmen Shi, after seeing all this and listening to the discussion just now, what are your thoughts?"

Nanmen Shi, who was called upon, looked up, considered for a moment, and gave a high-quality answer:

"No."

"So how much did you understand?"

"I've noted down the basic situation and major threats. I have a question."

The commander of the Twenty-First Army was somewhat surprised. "Oh? Please go on."

"Commander, I have a question. Why must we divide our forces to launch a simultaneous attack on all three islands? Wouldn't it be more efficient to concentrate all our remaining strength and launch a fierce attack on one of them, using overwhelming force to create an opening first?"

"And which of these three paths is the truth?"

The question was quite insightful, directly touching upon the core of the tactics. The three commanders exchanged a glance.