Chapter 1321 Salted Fish Mode

After listening to the Orc King's sigh, I was deeply moved.

Unknowingly, the time spent sparring with Emily came to mind.

It was really a time that was both exciting and destructive!

Every day before dusk, on the Arena of the Elf Palace, I admired Emily's proud and heroic appearance, while being beaten to pieces by her.

Enjoying the visual feast while destroying your competitive self-esteem.

It hurts and makes me happy every day.

Until one day, I suddenly discovered that my self-esteem in pursuit of victory was gone, and all that was left was an indifferent attitude.

I once wondered if there might be some physical problem that caused my heart to forcefully enter the deep sage mode.

But soon, I felt relieved - after seeing the energetic figures of my fiancées, my male hormones were still rushing like a flood.

Then, I thought of another reason - probably because I have been tortured in some way for a long time, so that it has become a habit, and I have unknowingly accepted this reality in my heart.

In other words, my competitive self-esteem has been shattered by Emily's repeated setbacks.

All that is left is the numb thought of accepting the frustrated reality with peace of mind.

After clarifying this point and pondering over it for several days and nights, I determined this psychology. The cliff is not the deep sage mode, but the deep salty fish mode.

As for why this name was chosen, the reason couldn't be simpler.

May I ask, what is salted fish?

A guy without dreams is just a salted fish.

What is my dream?

Defeat Emily and satisfy your competitive pride!

However, what about competitive pride?

Already beaten to death by Emily.

Without my competitive self-esteem, I am no different from a salted fish without dreams.

Using the same reasoning, I came to the conclusion: my numb state after being defeated = deep salty mode.

And since the Orc King's current state = my numb state after being defeated, therefore, the Orc King's current state = a deep salty state.

It’s very interesting to think about it. It turns out that the Beastman King and Salted Fish and I are the same kind of creatures~

"why are you laughing?"

The dreamless voice of the Orc King sounded in my ears, startling me who was snickering.

"Ah, nothing, just thinking of some interesting past events," I said perfunctorily.

He did not hold me accountable for my sudden snickering, but sighed deeply and said, "Do you think my Iron Wolf Guild and Rose Legion are really inferior to elves, goblins and dwarves?"

"I don't know about elves and dwarves, but as for elves, they may not be able to catch up in my lifetime," I said truthfully.

"What you said sounds very heartbreaking," the orc king said: "We are all humans, why can't our race be as good as the fairies?"

"I'm not complimenting the goblins, but the facts are there. This race that has lasted for tens of millions of years is still active on the stage of Hefeng Continent to this day. There must be something extraordinary about them. Moreover, after thousands of years of The vicissitudes of life, the accumulation of thousands of years of experience, the vision and knowledge they possess are simply not comparable to those of other races that have only experienced a few thousand years."

The Orc King was silent for a few seconds and nodded: "What you said is not unreasonable. Well, let's put aside the fairies first. What about the elves and dwarves? The birth dates of the elves and our tribe are almost the same. As for the dwarves, their ancestors are more The ancestors of the orcs were born much later, so why is my guild still not a match for them?"

"The basic strength of the elves is not much different from that of the orcs. You should have witnessed this," I said. "Take the battle in the morning as an example. At the last moment, without the sudden outbreak of the elves, no one would have been able to predict it." Who will win in the end?"

"What about the dwarves?" the orc king asked.

"Dwarf?" I chuckled: "You also watched that game, couldn't you tell even a little bit about it?"

"What's the clue?" the Beastman King asked doubtfully.

He looked surprised and didn't seem to be faking it.

"It seems that you are only concerned about the victory or defeat of the Rose Legion, and have completely failed to notice the gap between the Rose Legion and the Dwarf Guild."

Seeing the confusion and dissatisfaction in the Orc King's eyes, I sighed softly, softened my tone, and continued: "Of course, I don't mean to slander the strength of the Rose Army of Dashai City, but from an objective point of view, the strength of the Rose Army The overall strength is indeed inferior to that of the Dwarf Guild. This is not only a matter of combat effectiveness, but also a matter of physical fitness."

"Physical fitness?" The Orc King said unconvinced: "Can the physical fitness of our orcs not be as good as that of the dwarves?"

After hearing what the Orc King said, I didn't answer immediately. Instead, I stared into his eyes for a long time, until the Orc King felt impatient. Then I slowly said, "Are you thinking just now that the Orcs need to be powerful?" In terms of strength, it requires speed and speed, and it requires a human shield and a human shield. In every aspect, it is not as good as that of a dwarf, is that right?”

He was startled and said, "So what?"

"This is the reason why your guild has never been able to defeat the dwarf guild" I said: "You only know how to look at your own strengths, but you can never find your own shortcomings."

"My shortcomings?" The Beastman King pointed at his nose and asked.

"It's not your shortcoming, it's the shortcoming of your subordinate guild." I said: "Although the orc girls in the Rose Legion of Dashai City have strong bodies, fierce combat effectiveness and sufficient power, you have found that they are not There’s not that much synergy in attacking each other.”

"I haven't noticed this," the orc king said, "I think their coordinated attacks are very well coordinated, and their moves are so close that it's hard to find any gaps."

"Yes," I said, "You are right. There is indeed a close tacit understanding between them, but this tacit understanding is not the tacit understanding between the whole group, but the tacit understanding between small groups. When small groups come together, When the time comes, various gaps and flaws will appear, and these gaps and flaws are often the key to their failure."

"But I don't think the dwarf guild's cooperation is particularly good!" the orc king retorted.

"That's because you didn't see it. It's not that there doesn't exist between them." I said: "Didn't you notice when you first looked at the dwarf army that the formation of the dwarf army was like a solid fortress with no walls? Sew?"

The Beastman King was thoughtful and nodded: "There is indeed a strong sense of oppression."

"That's right," I said, "If you want to break the fortress, the easiest way is to disintegrate it from the middle outward, but who can do this method?"

The Beastman King shook his head subconsciously.

"Then the only other possibility left is to face the ground head-on and force a breakthrough. How confident do you think that with the two ace guilds under your command, you can forcefully break through the dwarves' impregnable defensive formation?"

"Fifty percent!" the Beastman King blurted out, but in a flash, he overturned his prediction: "No, 30%. Uh, 20%, well, there should still be a 20% certainty."

"The Rose Legion of Dashai City is only 20% sure. Do you think it is abnormal to lose?"