Although Faerûn has a long history, there really is no good teaching material in terms of tactics and strategies.
There is no way. The first half of the history of this world belongs to dragons and giants, and the brilliant ones in the middle are the elves. In the past few thousand years, humans have slowly stepped onto the stage of history. During this period, several brilliant human civilizations have emerged, or the minds of the dots. The technology tree, or the magic technology tree, like the Netheril Empire, even the floating city is highlighted, so what strategies and tactics are there to play - directly drive the floating city to the capital, and use a close tactic, using magic madness Indiscriminate bombing.
The most important thing is the demonic characteristics of Faerun, which makes one's personal force extremely powerful, some monsters are extremely powerful, and dragons are flying all over the sky. Most civilizations are island-style city-state civilizations-Baldur's Gate, Waterdeep. It is the most typical existence.
Many strategies revolve around personal force, and rarely use troops to fight, so naturally no one pays attention to it.
This does not mean that strategies and tactics are of no use at all. Tempus, the god of war and the number one battle madman among the gods, secretly cultivated an illegitimate daughter, the Yin Red Knight, and took advantage of the turmoil among the gods last year to directly promote her to a He got his own subordinate god and was in charge of the priesthood of strategy, so he probably saw the prospects in it.
Zhang You's ancestors knew the most about strategy and tactics. They were forced to do so by Zhang's father and read many ancient books on this subject. A set of seven martial arts books includes seven schools of war - "Sun Tzu" "The Art of War", "Wu Zi's Art of War", "Six Tao", "Sima Fa", "Three Strategies", "Wei Liaozi" and "Li Weigong's Questions".
Just reading is one thing, but memorizing it is another, especially that kind of obscure ancient text.
For a moment, all Gavin could think of was the best strategy in Sun Tzu's Art of War.
When the book is used, it will be less regretful.
The ancients did not deceive me. If I had known what would happen today, I should have memorized the Seven Martial Arts Classics thoroughly.
Gavin was not someone who gave up easily. After delivering Zalanda's summons order to the captains of the Nott militia, he hurried back to the room, locked the doors and windows, set up a simple alarm trap, put on his clothes, and Holding the one-handed sword in his arms, he got into bed and entered a trance state within a few seconds.
This is a special ability given to Gavin by the silver elf blood flowing in his body, a trance unique to the elf race.
Trance is the common language. The elves prefer to call it meditation, a kind of semi-awake deep meditation. Four hours of deep meditation can top up the eight hours of good sleep of normal humans. This is why the elves are immune to sleep magic. The reason is that unless they are comatose, they generally will not fall asleep.
Whether you are standing, lying down, or sitting, you can enter a trance state, but in terms of effect, the best thing is to lie on a comfortable bed. After all, once you enter trance, your body will also enter a relaxed state.
The trance state is very mysterious. Not only can you feel the body and the situation four or five meters around you, your consciousness is highly active, especially the memories in your mind, like movie clips, rolling out from time to time for you to savor them again.
This is why elves have a lifespan of seven or eight centuries, but they still have clear memories of things that happened a few centuries ago, because they always dig deep into their memories in deep meditation.
It's just that the specific memory that was dug up is not completely under Gavin's control. This is somewhat related to dreams, but not completely.
Zhang You II firmly believes in the existence of psychic abilities because he occasionally enters a trance state in deep sleep.
According to Zhang You II, the only more useful method that can be guessed is to think about it every day and dream about it at night.
Before going to bed, repeatedly strengthen your memory of something. After entering a trance, the things that come to mind are most likely related to it. Of course, it may also be a real dream, and all kinds of weird things will come out.
A dreamless night.
Gai Wen failed to translate various ancient books on the art of war, but he translated 180 Tang poems and Song lyrics, which were of no use in Faerun. Translating them in common language would completely lose the poetic mood, which would be a waste of time. London natives can't appreciate it at all.
When Gavin ended his trance, it was just dawn.
But someone got up earlier than him. Zalanda had already led a group of Nott militia captains, running around to form their troops. He didn't know whether they had stayed up all night or just took a nap. .
Compared to them, Gavin is still a little too relaxed.
Zalanda and the others fully implemented the concept of racing against time. The sooner they evacuated from Fort Nott, the fewer variables they would have.
Please enter the urn.
To implement this tactic, the most difficult thing is not to invite the enemy in, but to convince your own people to accept this bold and dangerous plan.
If Luo Ang takes the lead in implementing this plan, it will definitely not succeed without even thinking about it, because before that, his own people have already started.
If it were implemented by Zalanda, on three-thirds of an acre of land in Fort Nott, it wouldn't be a problem at all.
Gavin dared to propose this plan to Zalanda yesterday based on this understanding.
"Today, we are fighting neither for Tessel, nor for the Nott family, nor for me, Zalanda, but for ourselves. Victory must belong to us!" Zalanda, dressed in military uniform, sat on the battlefield Immediately, he put down his visor and raised his sword high, with a fierce fighting spirit.
"Victory must belong to us!"
"Victory must belong to us!!"
"Victory must belong to us!!!"
The fighting spirit of the entire Fort Nott was ignited by Zalanda's few words.
"Open the city gate!" Zalanda ordered again.
Amidst a crunching sound, Nott City's heavy city gate slowly opened, like a monster opening its mouth, waiting for its prey to come to the door.
"Haka...guah..." - goblin language "What's going on?"
"*Sahaha..." - Goblin language "I don't know either!"
"Gahala..." - Goblin language "Come on, humans are running away!"
Nott City's sudden reaction caused a commotion among the goblin tribe outside the city. There was a high-pitched and shrill quarrel in goblin language, and they all discussed what was going on with the abnormal behavior of humans. However, based on their poor IQ, they basically could not discuss it. produce decent results.
When a green-skinned dwarf, chirping and waving his simple weapon, rushed towards the gate of Nott City, the other goblins did not need the instigation of the hobgoblin behind, so they howled and joined the charge.
The goblin is nicknamed the cannon fodder Little Fool, not without reason. His behavior at this moment fully explains the origin of the word Little Fool.
Especially when the goblins running at the front rushed into the city gate, more goblins behind were encouraged and started to charge.
In their concept, as long as they can break through the door of humans, humans are two-legged sheep waiting to be slaughtered. Even if they are nearly twice as tall and strong as they are, they can only be slaughtered by them.
