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Is this dead?

Queen Xi's face was still frozen in disbelief.

"We won?"

Duke walked over with a smile and tickled the queen's upturned little nose.

"In order to counter my elemental superiority, Viklor has adjusted almost the attributes of his entire body to Shadow. He was gambling that there would be no strong direct sunlight in this dark underground temple. Apparently he had made the wrong bet. ”

Queen Xi was stunned for a moment, and then a bright smile appeared on her face like a hundred flowers blooming: "You tacticians are hateful. ”

Duke, that's embarrassing, you must know that the Queen Xi in history is a ruthless person who has to be full of conspiracy talents.

It's good to be complained about by anyone, but being complained about by Queen Xi, Duke is a little unhappy.

Isn't this exactly the same as a certain tactician surnamed Ye complaining about others, "You guys are dirty when you play tactics!"?

I don't carry this pot!

"Okay, okay, I just have a little regret, my big hero, you can't be so stingy!" As he spoke, the two white jade-like arms were already wrapped up, and the long and curved eyelashes were already hanging down on the perfect face that was smiling like a flower.

There are benefits, and all of Duke's complaints have disappeared. I decisively went up and tasted Queen Xi's clove tongue.

"Uh-huh......"

I don't know how long it took for the two to be awakened by the sound of footsteps in the distance.

"Hmph! You're happy. Aurelia still had beads of sweat on her sideburns, and she had obviously hurried over after beating her family of three.

Of course, as the eldest sister of a popular family, even if she is angry when she sees this scene, it will only be feigned anger.

Behind Aurelia are the rest of the Heroes, and no one will blame Duke for not coming to help after the fight. Duke has already carried the strongest enemy, and if they can't even handle the other party's average leader, then they are not qualified to stay in the Hero Corps.

The battle on Varian's side was the last to end, and it was quite embarrassing, with many people suffering some minor injuries. What made him even more uncomfortable was that after Onicxia's thing got rid of Princess Harhoran, she actually ran over and asked if she wanted to help.

On the surface, it was kind, but from the black dragon princess's slightly teasing tone, it could be clearly felt that as long as Varian spoke, she would help, but if she would say something behind her back, God knows.

Instead of answering right away, Varian asked about the situation of the group, and when he learned that his group was still fighting at the end, he made an interesting choice. He asked Onexia to suppress the formation, but asked the members of the cave to rely on their own strength to complete the killing of the tenacious Van Creis.

Seeing the embarrassed Varian and the others walking towards him, Duke nodded faintly.

Varian took the initiative to speak: "I'm sorry, it looks like I made the wrong choice. Because of my choice, the Alliance's Heroes Regiment was almost wiped out. ”

Duke shook his head: "No, there is never a right choice in this world. The so-called correctness is just consequentialism. In that chaotic situation, since Magni was not there, and you took over the command and made your choice, then you were a qualified leader. Actually, I'm curious, why didn't you accept Onexia's help just now?"

"This ......" Varian had a strange expression on his face, "If the situation is critical, I will, even if she is said by everyone to be a sinister and betrayed black dragon at any time." ”

"Cut!" Onexia snorted coldly behind Duke's back.

"If her owner were someone else, I wouldn't be reassuring with her. Since it is Uncle Duke, who is the savior of the Stormwind Kingdom, you have made a decision, and I absolutely approve of it. Besides, the situation was stable at that time, so I would rather let everyone get a better experience. ”

"Wise choice. Duke praised from the bottom of his heart: "You are starting to make a good progression to a good leader." ”

Varian nodded humbly, "Thank you, Uncle Duke, I would like to ask you what you have to say, known as the greatest strategist the alliance has ever seen. Is there any better way to break the other party's conspiracy?"

As an elder, Duke explained carefully to Varian: "When the other party is clearly laying a trap, as a leader, you must first make a decisive decision. Looking ahead and doing nothing, that's the worst. As long as you make a decision, even if it's a bad decision, it's better than doing nothing at all, and letting the team just follow each other's ideas and let the situation develop. ”

Duke continued: "Whether it's strategy or tactics, it's a psychological game. There is no absolute mental formula. If you have a deeper understanding of the enemy and the enemy doesn't know anything about you, you've already won half the battle before you go. ”

"Then why do you always use all kinds of exaggerated and extravagant tricks to deal with the enemy, Uncle Duke?"

That's because I'm a traverser!

Ahem!

Duke preached: "I have always used whimsy to defeat the enemy, because I think outside the box. At the same time, I have a wider vision than the enemy. So I can always win. I've never been the best, I'm only a little better than the enemy. ”

"I also know that what I lack most is experience, but since my subjects expect a lot from me, I want to take as few detours as possible, is there any good way, or good guidelines?"

"Don't say it, there really is. I found this wonderful book on the art of war in Medivan's library. I'm going to give it to you today. I hope you can read it and read it thoroughly. "After that, Du Mouke, who has a fairy wind and bones, solemnly took out a 'ancient book' specially yellowed with soy sauce from his arms, then washed and dried.

"What kind of book is this?" Varian's eyes widened, as he rubbed the cover under the gaze of Valilla and Broll, and then slowly opened the first page, looking at the strange square words, confused.

"Oh, and forget that you don't know a language other than lingua franca and Darnassus. For this day, I have prepared for you my translation. Duke pulled out a translation of a new translation in the lingua franca.

"The Art of War - How to get more grandchildren, first you have to find a hundred beautiful women who are willing to have children with you, give birth to a thousand children, and then ......" Varian didn't finish reading, and Duke snatched the book back with lightning speed.

"Mistakenly, this is the way it is. Duke pulled out another translation of The Art of War. He clearly felt that there were more than ten shy, angry glances around him.

"Soldiers, the major affairs of the country, the place of death and life, and the way of survival, must not be overlooked. After Varian read it, although it was a little obscure, in an instant, the force was a hundred times higher.

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