The light cavalry's uphill assault against the peak fortified with crossbows was clearly untenable unless heavy infantry, mage corps, or a powerful Bloodline Warrior was dispatched for a solo charge.

"Heavy infantry and the mages move a bit slowly..." As Nanmen Xiangrong pondered for a moment, he suddenly noticed the corner of the chessboard where two battles had already taken place shimmer with light again.

They were coming down! Sneaking down from the mountain! Nanmen Xiangrong doubted his eyes. The logistics troops were choosing to attack proactively?

The light cavalry immediately launched a counterattack. Twenty logistics soldiers fired their crossbows while retreating up the slope. In a short time, several more light cavalrymen fell.

"Do not pursue."

Nanmen Xiangrong waved his hand, drawing the pieces back, ordering the light cavalry to withdraw from the battlefield. Yet, halfway up the slope, ten more logistics soldiers suddenly appeared, unleashing a volley of arrows from both flanks.

Nanmen Xiangrong repeatedly exclaimed in admiration. Just where did this young man come from? His command style not only suggested a completely reckless, no-regard-for-consequence approach, but it also exuded a distinct flavor—he loved to attack! He loved it intensely! Even controlling the logistics troops, he issued signals for advance, advance, advance!

That flavor was incredibly strong! Even facing the mere chessboard, Nanmen Xiangrong could sense that the commander of this small unit was clearly intent on offense.

Forty logistics troops attacking two hundred light cavalry? A trace of bitterness touched Nanmen Xiangrong's lips. He hadn't expected that among these students, someone shared his adventurous nature! However, the urge to push forward and attack was much stronger in this student than in himself.

At the very least, facing two hundred light cavalry... Nanmen Xiangrong sighed. His own choice would absolutely not be a frontal assault; at minimum, he would establish a strong defense to stall for time waiting for reinforcements, or perhaps surrender outright! Of course, he would launch a surprise attack during the surrender.

This kind of direct assault...

End...

"It's endless!" Nanmen Xiangrong spoke for the first time during his session of crushing noobs, and the tone of frustration and unwillingness could be heard by everyone in the classroom.

He was provoked? The students exchanged quick glances. For days, they had been so angry from being crushed by the teacher that they could barely eat. To think that today someone had actually managed to anger the teacher! Who was this prodigious talent that had suddenly appeared? Stand up, let the brothers see!

Endless, it truly was endless!

There was a third wave of attack! What was most infuriating was that this third wave involved large siege crossbows, which suddenly appeared from the flanks, randomly firing upon the already disordered light cavalry, whose formation had broken due to the planned retreat.

Out of more than a hundred light cavalrymen, only seventy-nine made it back to the foot of the mountain. Nanmen Xiangrong looked at the number and sighed; he absolutely had to eliminate this small unit today.

A Demon Warrior with the awakened Heavenly Extreme Undead Monarch Bloodline! The demons under Nanmen Xiangrong's control, the formidable Demon Warriors, used their flight ability, instantly reaching the summit of the peak.

Qian Jin spotted the small dot, which was almost purple-red, before he could even command the soldiers who had just returned to the summit to fire their crossbows at it. Suddenly, a brilliant burst of light erupted atop the mountain.

Then, the squad of forty men vanished completely, and even the mountaintop itself disappeared!

This was the power of the awakened Heavenly Extreme Undead Monarch Bloodline Demon Warrior!

"There! Forbidden Curse Magic Squad, bombard!"

Several warrior students roared with excitement, shouting at the magic corps that had long been prepared, dragged along by siege chariots. The squad closest to the mountain initiated their Forbidden Curse immediately.

Black light erupted across the chessboard repeatedly. The powerful Undead Monarch Bloodline Demon Warrior, positioned at the edge of the Forbidden Curse area, suffered minimal losses and rapidly moved in another direction.

The next moment, a ball of red light burst forth from the demon faction's camp, and immediately, the magic squad that had just cast the Forbidden Curse suffered a devastating counter-strike.

Magic corps were like that; if discovered, they could be wiped out entirely in one go.

As the students' magic squad vanished, the demon mage squad that had attacked them also received a devastating attack from another of the students' magic squads.

A chain reaction immediately erupted on the chessboard battlefield. The previously quiet board instantly transformed into a battleground filled everywhere with war due to Qian Jin drawing out the Heavenly Extreme Bloodline Warrior.

Neither side was truly prepared with formations or coordination, and both were thrown into the fight somewhat hastily.

Qian Jin sighed as he watched the spectacular war on the board. He lamented having too few soldiers under his command; otherwise, he could have played a while longer. The power of the Heavenly Extreme awakened Bloodline Warriors was simply too great! No wonder Bloodline Warriors pursued ultimate individual power; sometimes one person could influence the direction of the war to a certain degree. What terrifying power that was!

"Such ferocious bloodline power..." Qian Jin withdrew his darkened game piece, looking at his accruing points and shaking his head repeatedly, "Then what is the value of ordinary soldiers? Just throw the Bloodline Warriors from both sides onto the field to fight it out. Perhaps then we could just..."

"Haha! My light cavalry killed a Heavenly Extreme Awakened Undead Monarch Bloodline Demon Warrior!" Lilizago's excited shout echoed throughout the classroom, drawing the envious gazes of nearly all the students. The light cavalry killed a Heavenly Extreme Awakened Undead Monarch Demon Warrior? Qian Jin quickly searched the battlefield and immediately located where the incident occurred. He couldn't help but silently note that this Undead Monarch had truly terrible luck.

After fighting fiercely and heavily wounding a Heavenly Extreme Awakened Bloodline Warrior of the God of War Bloodline, he himself had also suffered terrible, grievous wounds. When neither side had the strength to fight on, they were promptly finished off by a squad of light cavalry arriving on the scene.

"Heh heh..." Qian Jin smiled. "A critical blow can be delivered by anyone. The expendables in war sometimes play a decisive role. Ordinary soldiers truly cannot be replaced. Any side that discards its ordinary soldiers is simply courting death."

A life-and-death struggle on the chessboard began in silent smoke and ended in silent conclusion.

Qian Jin exited the battlefield early because his forces were wiped out, entering spectator mode to watch the ongoing battle between the two sides, repeatedly shaking his head and sighing at how lucky he had been.

Nanmen Xiangrong was even more formidable than rumored. In the Qian Family Memoirs, Nanmen Xiangrong had never commanded large formations; he hadn't even commanded armies numbering in the tens of thousands.

"I thought..." Qian Jin sighed deeply, "I thought this old general was only suited to command forces of a few thousand men, but I didn't expect him to be equally outstanding at commanding large armies."

In reality, judging by the forces committed by both sides, the students had double the total strength of Nanmen Xiangrong. Yet, the final outcome was not a victory for the side with superior numbers and combat power.

Nanmen Xiangrong lost only one-tenth of his military strength and annihilated all the military chips held by the students.

Lilizago leaned back weakly against the chair, gazing up at the ceiling. Today marked the best result they had ever achieved in this wargame since enrolling; they actually managed to wipe out one-tenth of Teacher Nanmen Xiangrong's forces!

"Tired..." Halte leaned back weakly, looking at the listless Lilizago outside. "Never been this tired before."

"Yeah," Lilizago sighed softly. "The teacher today had a far stronger desire to attack than before. I could feel the teacher's fighting spirit just from the chessboard. Why on earth? Why did an Undead Monarch with an awakened Heavenly Extreme Bloodline appear in that position? He appeared too early."

Halte shrugged, looking clueless. "It really is strange. If the Undead Monarch hadn't appeared so early, this battle wouldn't have descended into such chaos."

The surrounding students nodded in agreement. If the entire war had suddenly been thrown into chaos, they wouldn't have been forced into a hasty engagement, which ironically led to such a good result.

Almost every student in the classroom was searching around, trying to figure out which classmate had pushed Teacher Nanmen Xiangrong to suddenly adopt such an unusual fighting style.

"Lost..."

Nanmen Xiangrong stared at the remaining one-tenth of his military strength, his lips twitching. How could he possibly have lost a full tenth of his forces to these rookies?

Nanmen Xiangrong re-examined the battlefield, his eyes fixed on the location of the mountain peak obliterated by the Undead Monarch. All the problems started from there.

If this weren't a wargame, but real warfare... Nanmen Xiangrong gasped. In real warfare, he wouldn't have known instantly that one of his logistics units had disappeared, and the unit sent would certainly not have been light cavalry.

In real warfare, the forty logistics troops who retreated could have used all the materials they acquired to do something else! Even if it were only forty men... Nanmen Xiangrong's expression gradually darkened. If he were the commander of that small unit and had captured such a cache of supplies, it would be enough to inflict a cost the enemy would scream about in their dreams without them ever noticing.

"Who was it!" Nanmen Xiangrong couldn't help but look up, his gaze sweeping over all the students. "Who controlled the four logistics squads that abandoned their supplies and rapidly marched deep into my formation?"

Four logistics squads? The students exchanged surprised glances. Such a thing happened?

Qian Jin slowly raised his right arm and stood up. "Teacher, it was me."

Lilizago suddenly sat bolt upright, his snake-like eyes fixed blankly on Qian Jin. The tactic of sending logistics troops on a forced march deep into the enemy lines—this suicidal yet remarkably effective strategy—was actually thought up by Qian Jin?

A newcomer? Only a logistics soldier dared to do that? Many students looked at Qian Jin with astonishment, their gazes gradually filling with respect and admiration, because this bizarre small move had led them to achieve their best results. What audacity!

"You?" Nanmen Xiangrong was momentarily stunned, then slowly nodded. "First time playing this wargame, right? Why did you fight that way? Didn't you know that was a critical strategic high ground?"