The Great Reversal! He Was Laughing Hysterically!

Throughout the long history of human warfare, the quality of soldiers has always been more important than their quantity! Because of the need to cater to popular narratives, many war accounts exaggerate the strength of a small force to achieve victory.

This exaggerated writing style leads readers to believe that the more soldiers one has, the greater the advantage, and that winning with fewer soldiers is an incredible feat! However, in the ancient war records compiled by Zhao Yi of the Qing Dynasty in his book "Gaiyu Congkao," it can be clearly seen that victories with fewer soldiers were actually quite common in history! In ancient times, when communication relied mainly on shouting and delivery relied mainly on foot, the key indicator for measuring the ability of a Military Advisor or general was mobilization capability!

The more people there are, the lower the tolerance for terrain errors, the lower the overall command efficiency will be, and the logistical pressure will increase unprecedentedly.

If that's the case, why did the ancients still lie and claim that the number of participants in the war was many times greater than the actual number?

The reason is simple: psychological warfare! Overwhelming numbers can create immense pressure on the enemy!

This sense of oppression can, to a certain extent, trigger internal conflicts within the enemy, making it easy to achieve victory once the battle begins!

But the reason why there have been examples of the weak defeating the strong throughout history is also very simple: they were willing to die for their cause!

At 10:24, just over twenty minutes later, the first wave of the alien race's attack was abruptly halted by the Tundra Fleet of only 10,000 men!

Furthermore, during this charge, the Tundra's weapons did not fire.

With only everyone armed with bows and crossbows, and two warriors emerging from the water with Explosive Pack, the Tundra Fleet successfully curbed the arrogance of the alien race! Compared to the previous bloody battle, the main reason for such a remarkable victory was that the 80,000 aliens who came to support them were mostly Land Alien Race! Unlike the previous 100,000 Ocean Alien Race, the Land Alien Race, while able to swim, were incredibly slow, far slower than the ships.

This awkward situation meant that Land Alien Race could not, like Ocean Alien Race, dive all the way to the bottom of the fleet before emerging to attack. Instead, they had to use small boats and rafts to pursue them.

Having lost its greatest advantage, it entered a field that humans excel at.

At the very beginning, the number of alien races, which was 120,000, quickly decreased to 112,000, with a total of 8,000 alien races falling in the sea.

After the raft fleet left, the entire fleet, free from worries, could move and fight simultaneously, and the battle situation miraculously improved!

This change naturally made all the ordinary survivors who stayed behind to hold the rear cheer and their morale soar.

But at this moment, the fourteen captains sitting on the Tundra, who were frantically giving orders, all had furrowed brows, their faces showing no trace of the joy that came with victory.

"Team Three currently has 3,000 bows and arrows and 1,800 crossbow bolts remaining."

"Team One, 900 bows and arrows, 3,700 crossbow bolts."

"Team Two, 6,300 arrows, crossbow bolts exhausted."

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There were seven large ships and eighteen small ships. Except for the Tundra, which served as the Command Ship and did not carry any ships, the other large ships were all in squadrons with three small ships each.

After three minutes of summarizing and tallying, the remaining ammunition for all squads was tallied.

Because the physical exertion required to reload a large bow is far greater than that required to reload a crossbow, the difference in the number of rounds that were originally roughly the same between the two has now become three times greater.

Total: 33,000 bows and arrows, and 11,500 crossbow bolts.

The two together amount to 44,500! This number doesn't seem like a lot at first glance. If a single person were to use it, they could use it for ten days and ten nights without running out of it.

However, considering the current number of nearly 10,000 people defending the fleet, this number is only enough for five rounds of salvo!

"We still have twenty-four Explosive Pack and eighty-five homemade explosives. These have been distributed to the assault team, so we don't need to worry about the next wave of their attack for now."

"I suggest that after the next defensive wave, we spread out and try to widen the battle line so that the pressure on any one area is not too great."

"Good, our mobility is better after we spread out!"

Standing at the bow, bathed in the soft glow of the silver moon, all the captains exchanged words while laboriously observing the alien forces' lines through their binoculars.

After suffering a defeat, the alien race seemed to have become much more "docile".

Although we don't know what they are preparing or waiting for, judging from their current posture, they have no intention of attacking at all.

For a war involving more than 100,000 people, such behavior is quite strange.

However, the captains' doubts did not last long.

Just seven minutes later, when a scene that looked just like it appeared in a movie appeared in the binoculars, everyone wore the same wry smile.

"I never expected it, I really never expected that Ying Tianlong would dare to go to such lengths. Isn't he afraid that the immortals of the Ying family will come looking for him?"

"Haha, I didn't expect that even though we avoided the area chat and used manpower to direct the evacuation, we still got caught."

"Interesting, in the end our enemy turned out to be one of our own."

"Liangzhe, could this person be one of our own? Calling him a Human Traitor is too kind!"

From the separated alien camps, four huge Raft Ferry slowly sailed out.

On the ferry, you could see that behind every human, there stood a foreigner holding a weapon.

From a great distance, the telescope couldn't see the movements of these alien races or the expressions on their faces in such an environment.

But the captains present could still picture the aliens' sinister grins in their minds.

Open the Game Panel, click on the still usable Area Channel, and sure enough, Ying Tianlong's information quietly appeared there.

[Ying Tianlong: Hello to all my comrades in the 352nd War Zone. It is a pity that we met in such an environment. Please forgive me.]

[Ying Tianlong: I know our mighty Tundra Fleet had twenty-two Raft Ferry before we left. Although we've only captured four now, and there are only 26,000 people on board, it's alright. I'll give you half an hour to return to where you left off.]

[Ying Tianlong: By the way, it's perfectly fine if you don't come back. I'm happy to tell you that the people covering the rear of the Tundra Fleet were indeed impressive. They held us back and gave you a chance to escape. You can escape as far as you want, but for the next few seconds, we will execute one human every second until you all return here.]

[Ying Tianlong: Oh, I almost forgot, the fleet bosses still at the rear, there's a perk for you too. Besides the Tundra, you now have six large ships and eighteen small ships. As long as you're willing to send over any one of them, even an empty one, you can take 1,000 people with you.]

[Ying Tianlong: Of course, if you're willing to send the Tundra over, you can take 10,000 men with you. Sending Lu Yongyi over also allows you to take 10,000 men. How about it, are you tempted?]

Because of the previous evacuation and the presence of Human Traitor, no one communicated or spoke in the Area Channel even though it was open, for fear that the Human Traitor would see their secrets.

But at this moment, after seeing Ying Tianlong's arrogant remarks and the information conveyed behind them...

Not only were all the captains so angry they laughed, but even the rafts that had managed to escape couldn't hold back and started cursing in their chat.

The outpouring of anger from tens of thousands of people, without any game moderation, was even more terrifying than the spamming of the world chat.

From the human condition to the outcome after an alien race wins.

From Ying Tianlong's ancestors for eighteen generations to the accomplices of the Ying Family.

Everyone was cursing him vehemently, but Ying Tianlong remained as still as if he were dead, not uttering another word.

The villain dies from talking too much.

Everyone knows, including Ying Tianlong himself, just how heinous the things he's doing are.

Therefore, he had to eliminate all the people present who knew about this before the game update ended and world chat and private messages were enabled.

He forced all the rafts back to the vicinity of the fleet in order to disrupt the defensive lines and create opportunities for the alien attacking forces.

He proposed exchanging ships for hostages in order to throw all the defenders into disarray and destroy their defenses without bloodshed.

His methods were extremely crude, but he was clever; he grasped the "emotions" in the hearts of the Chinese people.

On the four Raft Ferry, the slaughter did not occur as Ying Tianlong had described, with one person killed per second. Apart from a few people who tried to resist being cut down by the alien race behind them because of his statement,

The others were simply being watched over and appeared to be out of danger.

But it was precisely this that put immense pressure on the captains who stood aboard the Tundra and gazed into the distance!

No one knows exactly how many people Ying Tianlong meant by "one person per second" before the settlement began.

No one knows what kind of insane methods he might unleash.

Unless they choose to abandon these allies, no one dares to take the gamble!

"I'll go and exchange them. Load my boat with Explosive Pack, and I'll go over and trade with them!"

Without any hesitation, once they confirmed that the people on the ferry in their field of vision were their own men who had just evacuated, the deck of the Tundra became lively.

Fourteen captains, not one of them flinched! They all shouted that they would steer their small boats to exchange with the alien race! Not one was afraid, not one was terrified; their eyes were filled with fearlessness! Even though at this moment, they knew that Lu Yongyi, sitting inside, would not agree to such a slow death and would not hesitate to reject their idea. Wait, what about Director Lu? While everyone was discussing the strategy on paper, Director Lu hadn't spoken, but finally he blurted out an order to break through the encirclement.

This time, upon realizing that Director Lu still hadn't spoken, everyone instantly went ballistic! "No way, we absolutely can't switch places with Director Lu!"

"Yes, I'll go change it. We can't let Director Lu go, that son of a bitch Ying Tianlong!"

"Protect the land!"

In a movie, if the enemy makes such a demand, the leader will almost certainly step forward and choose to sacrifice himself to ensure the safety of ordinary people.

Before receiving comprehensive military training, these captains' last act of defiance was to deduce what would happen next based on scenes from movies and novels.

They frantically strode towards the Command Room, determined to stop Director Lu no matter the cost, even if it meant the deaths of everyone!

Zhang Long went first, followed by Liu Neng, and the fourteen men rushed into the Command Room in a chaotic rush, making the temporary doors and walls creak loudly.

"Commander Lu, you absolutely cannot."

"Commander Lu, it's me."

"Land?."

Everyone was panting and pushing, and some hadn't even seen Lu Yongyi clearly before they started to offer their advice. But when they finally stood still and saw what Lu Yongyi looked like, everyone was stunned!

???

Holy crap?! He's laughing hysterically?!

Sitting in the center of the Command Room, Lu Yongyi, who had just been ready to die, had an unrepressed smile on his face.

His gaze was unfocused, staring ahead; he was clearly using the Game Panel.

Unlike his previous air of heroic sacrifice in his old age, he now exuded a vibrant youthful energy once again.

Even that smile looks like it comes from genuine happiness!

"Wait, has Director Lu been driven mad by Ying Tianlong?"

"I think so. Lu Suo is very competitive, and being humiliated like this by Ying Tianlong must mean..."

"Holy crap, Lu's chat in that area is full of people hurling insults, and he's getting really fast at it!"

"What?!"

As everyone entered, Lu Yongyi was still preoccupied with using the control panel, which immediately piqued the curiosity of the captain standing in the Command Room.

The next second, upon hearing Liu Neng's exclamation, the rest of the people summoned the game and entered the area chat almost simultaneously.

Unlike the previous rapid flood of comments, the other survivors in the area quieted down after seeing Lu Yongyi's statement.

As a result, the panel at this moment only showed him constantly exchanging barbs with Ying Tianlong, scrolling through messages.

[Lu Yongyi: You bastard Ying Tianlong, aren't you afraid the alien race will discard you like a used tool, discarding you once you've served your purpose? Without us, aren't you afraid they'll sink you, this eunuch who can't distinguish between humans and animals, into the sea the next second?]

[Ying Tianlong: Lu Gou, you should worry about whether you'll see the sun rise tomorrow. Even if I die, I'll die later than you, you dog. Very well, you want the boat but not the people, right? From now on, I...]

[Lu Yongyi: Shut your mouth! Who said I, Lu Yongyi, would rather have the ship than the people? Do you know how much manpower, resources, and effort it takes to build one ship? You want the Lu Yongyi? You want my head? Do you think I'm stupid?]

[Lu Yongyi: If you want to exchange, then show some sincerity. I'll give you a number now: one ship... 3,000 people. If you agree, the exchange will begin immediately!]

[Ying Tianlong: 3000 people? Do you think I'm stupid? At most 1200!]

[Lu Yongyi: The small boat can hold 1200 people, and the large boat can also hold 1200 people. If we give you the boat, where are our people supposed to sit?]

[Ying Tianlong: Small boat 1200, large boat 1500, do you want to switch?]

As the increasingly bizarre price-cutting exchanges in the regional chat became, all the captains secretly swallowed hard.

At that moment, they seemed to understand where the smile on Lu Yongyi's face came from.

In a sense, Ying Tianlong was indeed a bastard, but in another sense, this time, he saved everyone!

Goodness, Director Lu, you truly live up to your reputation.

You're a fucking genius!