As soon as Ryan walked into Faras's study, he saw Faras, Alina, and Red looking at something and saying something while looking at it.
Ryan opened his mouth and said, "What are you looking at? It's so lively?"
The three of them turned to look at Ryan together. Farasi waved to Ryan, indicating that Ryan should come quickly. Ryan quickened his pace and walked to Farasi's side in a few steps.
Faras handed the information in his hand to Ryan and said, "See for yourself, this is the record of today's game."
Ryan took the information, turned to the first page, and saw that the first line read: "The battle record between the Northland Herdsmen and the Royal Knights."
Ryan said smoothly: "The competition is over so quickly? I remember that our match yesterday took a lot of effort."
Farasi said: "You continue to look down."
Ryan nodded and stopped talking. He read it quickly and saw that it was very simple. The Northland Herdsmen tried to attack the Royal Knights. As a result, the two sides were not at the same numerical level at all. The Northland Herdsmen were almost defeated by the Royal Knights. The knight was defeated easily, and the entire battle took less than five minutes.
After reading the information, Ryan threw it on the table and said to Faras, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
Reid rushed to say: "Captain Ryan, don't you feel the pressure? The Northland Herdsmen are actually the Clay tribe of the Nantalun Grassland. Their strength is extraordinary, but they were attacked by the Royal Knights. I kept it tight for a few minutes..."
"How many minutes?" Oz's voice came.
Ryan turned his head and looked, and it turned out that Oz and Alando walked in together. Ryan said smoothly: "The results of today's game are out, the Royal Knights won."
"Oh." Oz agreed casually. This result was not unexpected. It would be strange if the Royal Knights lost.
"However, the Royal Knights achieved victory in just a few minutes." Alina interjected.
"What!" Oz was already sitting on the seat. When he heard Alina's words, he immediately jumped up and asked loudly: "How many minutes did it take?"
"Yes," Reid said helplessly: "According to the records, the Royal Knights only used the first attack to push back three members of the Northland Herdsmen, and then attacked the Northland Herdsmen's captain Kailim with all their strength. , then Kailimu is really amazing, he was able to support himself for 1 minute under the attack of four knights, but he was unable to save himself."
Oz glanced at Ryan and said nothing.
Ryan smiled and said to Oz, "Why are you looking at me like that?"
Faras said to Ryan with a hint of worry: "Lian, if it were you, how long can you hold on alone?"
Ryan shook his head and said: "I don't know, and I don't want to know. Why should I give up four of my teammates to play the 'outnumbered' game with the Royal Knights?"
"But..." Reid hesitated.
Ryan suddenly laughed. He walked to the other side of Faras's desk, dug out the records of the previous three games of the Northland Herdsmen team, and then threw them in front of Faras and said, "I suggest you take a good look. This one is called Carey. He is very good at using sharp knives. In previous games, his fast break can often hold down more than three opponents at a time, and several of his teammates are also very good. Logically speaking, even if he can't win, he can still win. You persisted for a while, so why did you fail today?"
"This..." Faras was at a loss for words. She had carefully studied the Northland Herdsmen's game records many times. This was a team whose strength was not inferior to hers. Faras had always regarded them as strong opponents, so when Faras was particularly shocked when she heard the news of the failure of the Northland Herdsmen team.
Ryan continued: "The Royal Knights' first tentative attack was able to defeat three opponents. This is not the strength of the Northland Herdsmen. And Kailimu persisted for 1 minute. According to the records, all of them were Defense, but no offense, this is different from Kailim’s previous style.”
"Perhaps the Royal Knights' attack was too fierce?" Alina asked in return.
Ryan opened today's record, pointed to the few sentences above and said: "Here is a very detailed description of the situation at that time. The strength of the Royal Knights' offensive lies in their close coordination. Several people can be in tune with each other, but if they want to completely suppress Kai Kailimu, however, cannot do this. Since Kailimu's side has already withdrawn three people, it is impossible to win, so why should Kailimu force himself? Either admit defeat directly, or go all-out and attack quickly, even if he is injured. Opponent, it would be nice to save some face!"
"So," Ryan concluded, "there is no need for us to guess other people's intentions. We can just do our own thing."
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At the same time, on the highway leading to the northern grassland on the outskirts of the imperial capital.
"Brother Kailimu," Rukani said angrily while riding on her horse, "Why didn't you give it your all today instead of losing like this?"
Kailim smiled and said nothing. He turned to look at Luqman and others behind him, and found that except for Numan, who already knew the inside story, everyone else had unconvinced faces.
Kailimu nodded secretly in his heart, this is the warrior of our Clay tribe. Although he was very reluctant in his heart, he still resolutely obeyed his orders. The population of the Clay tribe is not large, but it is the tenacious spirit of the tribe that created the powerful empire of that year. According to records, during the peak period of the Clay Empire, its territory stretched from the west to the west. The mountain range extends all the way to the eastern sea, and even with the fastest horse in the empire, it will take ten days to run non-stop.
Kailimu smiled and said: "I know everyone is unconvinced. Fernando's Royal Knights have always been a sharp blade to suppress our Clay tribe. Now that we have the opportunity to fight them, of course we want to defeat them. But you If you think about it carefully, our purpose this time is not to win the championship, but to test and form an alliance. Now that our goals have been achieved, why bother with extraneous matters?"
"But," Lugman said as he galloped on his horse, "if we can defeat the Royal Knights, wouldn't that give the people the greatest confidence?"
"Are you absolutely sure?" Kailimu asked.
"That's not true," Lugman replied: "I think the Royal Knights are very strong and no one can be absolutely sure of winning."
"Very good," Kailim nodded approvingly: "You have done a good job, Luqman, for being able to calmly analyze the strength of our enemies and ourselves without being affected by your own emotions. Chief Abdul once said that when you are not as strong as you are, When facing opponents, we must avoid their sharp edges and use our Clay tribe's fast horses and scimitars to slowly weaken them. When our strength takes advantage, we can annihilate our opponents in one go."
"Yesterday afternoon, the young emperor changed officials in a big way. This is very important news. I want to take it back as soon as possible. And the night before yesterday, I got a secret message from Chief Abdul, asking me to Hurry back as quickly as possible, there are very important things for me to do. So, we will lose the game in the worst possible way, and then quickly return to the grassland, making them think that we have no face to stay any longer. "
"As for the shame this behavior brings to us," Kailimu moved his arm slightly, pulled out his scimitar, and quickly drew an arc in the air: "One day, we will use our beloved weapons, Let them make up for it with blood!"