"Why did you choose this hill?" Sheila asked.
"It's obvious," Ask said. "If we choose the hill behind, our view of the battlefield might be blocked by it."
"We have brought shame upon ourselves again." Mi'er said in a low voice.
Sheila ignored her. After all, this matter still needed to be clarified, so she continued to ask the leader:
"You haven't been to the hill behind, so how do you know that your view will be blocked by it? Do you rely on height and distance to calculate the overlooking angle? Then how do you accurately determine the height and distance? From a visual point of view, the distance of an object will lead to errors in height estimation..."
"Why do you think it's so complicated?" Ask asked curiously, "I said it's just 'possible' that it will be blocked."
"Maybe..." Sheila was speechless.
"Yes." Ask instructed her, "It's the so-called error tolerance problem."
“Many times, when the optimal solution has certain risks, choosing a safer suboptimal solution is actually the optimal solution under the current circumstances.”
"On-the-spot calculations? There is no such thing. Every battlefield has its own complex conditions. How can you have so much time to calculate? Everyone can choose the optimal solution with their eyes closed. How to pick the most critical one among many variables is the time to test your decision-making ability."
Sheila: …
"So you didn't calculate it?" she asked incredulously. "You just thought that the hill behind would block your view, so you chose the front?"
"Yes."
“What if it’s actually wrong?” Sheila said. “What if the line of sight is not blocked without calculation confirmation? What if the optimal solution is indeed the optimal solution?”
"Then I can accept the cost of this miscalculation. This is what we call the error tolerance rate." Ask said calmly, "It's a game theory choice problem."
Game theory... Sheila took note.
Mi'er was listening nearby and nodded silently.
The three continued to observe the distance, and with no one able to stop the girls' advance head-on, the war inevitably came to an end.
In the command camp, when Sidlifa and Eleanor rushed in, they saw the commander with his hands tied, slumped unconscious on a chair.
"You guys finished it so quickly?" Eleanor said in surprise.
"Yes." As the ability was lifted, Medea and Nora appeared in their field of vision. "If this guy hadn't sent out all his personal guards, we really wouldn't have found a chance to attack him."
"We have taken care of their guards." Peggy and Mia also came in and said.
"Then let's go find the captain."
After the war, on the one hand, we need to find people from the Falcon family to take over the two towns, and on the other hand, we need to review this operation.
In fact, even Ask, who always has high standards and strict requirements, could not find any fault with the girls' performance.
He watched the entire battle from the tree. Whether it was ability, playing style, awareness, coordination or positioning, the combat qualities displayed by everyone had already reached the entry level of active players.