Although most students did not think that Yang Fan could shoot down Satellite No. 1 and sent a lot of barrages to mock him, there were also a few college students who felt that Yang Fan had a chance of winning. If they started to criticize him before the result came out, they would only slap themselves in the face.
But after this student scolded them, the keyboard warriors could no longer bear it. Their fingers moved quickly and they started to speak nonsense in the barrage.
"Him? A high school noob who wants to slap me in the face? He should practice more on cultivating civilizations and manipulating them in combat. He's not qualified yet!"
"The ragtag group of troops Yang Fan released were of mixed quality, with no discipline or tactics. They looked like a bunch of uncivilized barbarians. How could they be qualified to fight against the complete army of soldiers, diverse tactics, and perfect coordination with the murlocs?"
"It's like heaven and earth, there's no comparison!"
"The person who just said Yang Fan was going to slap me in the face was just trying to make fun of me, right? I've been in college for half a year now, and I can't tell who will win or lose in this little fight between high school students."
"I, Lu, am making this clear today. If Yang Fan manages to hit me in the face, I will eat this projection screen right then and there!"
When Tian Meng saw these extremely arrogant comments, she was so angry that she wanted to turn off the comments directly.
But after thinking about it, she decided to endure it for now. After Yang Fan defeated those fishmen, she wanted to see how these keyboard warriors would end up!
At this time, the atmosphere on Satellite No. 1 was already full of gunpowder. The marine army led by Yang Fan and the local fishman army were slowly approaching, and the battle was about to break out!
The number of murlocs participating in this battle reached an astonishing 320,000, almost calling on all the murlocs on the planet who could participate in the battle.
They are the only overlords of this satellite. They are used to living a domineering life and naturally do not want to bow down to the life on other planets and become other people's subordinates.
On the outskirts of the murloc army, tens of thousands of berserker murlocs, ironclad murlocs and shield murlocs formed an indestructible spear, rushing towards the ocean army led by Yang Fan.
In the middle level of the murloc army, countless murloc archers, murloc mages, and murloc slingers followed closely behind the front row, holding long-range attack weapons in their hands, ready to attack the enemy at any time!
Inside the merman army, the merman king covered with golden scales sat on a throne two people high, with his legs crossed. From time to time, he would throw a small seafood into his mouth and chew it slowly. He looked relaxed and at ease, as if he didn't take Yang Fan's ocean army seriously at all.
Suddenly, a murloc scout jumped beside the Murloc King, half-knelt on the ground, and said respectfully: "Greetings, His Majesty the Murloc King!"
The Merman King nodded, grabbed a sea snail, threw it into his mouth, and chewed it with relish: "No need for formalities, tell me about the enemy's situation."
The murloc scout stood up, but his back was still slightly bent. "Reporting to His Majesty the Murloc King, although the enemy is aggressive and powerful, there are only four hundred of them. Fighting against my army of hundreds of thousands of murlocs is simply like trying to stop a chariot with a mantis arm. They are overestimating their own strength!"
After hearing what the scout said, the Murloc King felt more relaxed and said to the Murloc guards beside him:
"Pass the order down. The murloc army doesn't need to make any adjustments. The enemy only has 400 men, all of them are idiots. Crush them all and end the battle quickly. I still have several adorable concubines waiting for my favor!"
Hearing the order from the Merman King, all the Mermen gathered their strength, sang the Mermen's exclusive war song, and rushed towards the ocean army led by Yang Fan in a mighty force.
Yang Fan took a quick look at these fishmen. Although they were numerous, well-equipped and well-trained, there were only a few with high cultivation levels.
There are only about thirty first-level murlocs, thousands of zero-level murlocs, and the rest are murlocs without any cultivation.
If this were placed on a more primitive planet, it would be possible to create a miracle just by relying on quantity.
But when it develops to the level of a first-level planet, what determines the outcome of a war is the strength of the senior monks and the completeness of the auxiliary combat means, rather than those ordinary creatures with no cultivation.
The gap in strength between the two sides was too huge. Yang Fan did not make any tactical arrangements for the marine army. He just let them rush forward and kill wherever they could.
After receiving Yang Fan's order, the marine army, which had been impatient for a long time, immediately burst out all their cultivation. The powerful oppressive force emitted by more than 400 foundation-building period cultivators almost instantly shattered the armor and weapons of the front row of the fishman army.
"What happened just now? Why did my armor and weapons break?"
"I don't know. My head is still a little confused, but who cares? His Majesty the Murloc King just said that there are only four hundred enemies, and they are all idiots! What do they need armor and weapons for? I can defeat them with my bare hands!"
"Haha, these brainless aliens don't even understand the principle of attacking the backline first in a teamfight. They just charged straight at our tough frontline! I can't wait to see them get beaten to their knees and beg for mercy!"
In Room 308 of Nancheng Academy, Wang Shan was watching the images playing on the projection screen while explaining the relevant content to the college students.
When he saw that Yang Fan didn't arrange any tactics and directly ordered the marine army to charge forward, he couldn't help but sigh and shook his head, feeling a little disappointed.
"Students, when the diameters of planets are similar and the quality of life is relatively similar, the most important thing to win a war of civilizations is to make good tactical plans and maximize the effectiveness of every combat force."
"Student Yang Fan is clearly a typical negative example. He only has a team of a few hundred people and is outnumbered. He needs to be more careful with his calculations."
"But facing an army of 300,000 murlocs, he had no tactical preparation at all and simply let hundreds of sea creatures charge head-on. How is this any different from committing suicide?"
"Students, please don't follow his example. Otherwise, not only will you fail to capture the satellite planets, but you will also cause heavy losses to the civilization on your own planet, so much so that you'll bleed!"
Wang Shan originally had some hope for Yang Fan, thinking that he had a chance to shoot down the satellite and provide a successful demonstration to the college students present.
After all, Yang Fan is a talented student recommended by Kong Wen, and he also won the first place in the local joint examination. Whether it is talent or character, he should be quite good, and his ability to command civilized combat must not be too bad.
However, what Wang Shan didn't expect was that Yang Fan had no tactics at all when commanding the civilization to fight, and he simply let the creatures on his planet rush forward to die!
Wang Shan couldn't help but doubt Kong Wen's judgment. How could such a simple-minded high school student catch Kong Wen's eye?
Kong Wen's vision is extremely high. Other teachers always recommend one or two students to Nancheng Academy every year, but Kong Wen has been a lecturer at Nancheng Academy for seven or eight years, but has never accepted even a single student with special talents.
Wang Shan thought that Kong Wen had been holding back for so long before using his ultimate move, and that the Yang Fan he found must be a very powerful figure. He didn't expect that he would be such a person. He couldn't help but feel disappointed!
Just as Wang Shan was about to turn off the screen and ask other teachers for materials, the originally relatively quiet classroom suddenly erupted with a series of "wow" sounds, each one louder than the last.
Wang Shan frowned, a little unhappy: "Students, please speak politely in class and don't use bad words!"
"No, teacher, look at the screen. The marine creatures led by Yang Fan are almost going crazy!"
"How is that possible? He charged straight at their toughest melee unit and still managed to kill them like crazy? I think he was driven crazy by the Murlocs!"
However, when Wang Shan's eyes fell on the screen, he saw Long Ao sweeping his halberd, thousands of fishmen were instantly cut in half and died on the spot, and saw the low-level form of the divine beast Kun open its mouth wide, and thousands more fishmen were sucked into its belly and turned into food.
His mind suddenly went blank and he lost the ability to think. His slightly opened mouth instinctively uttered two words engraved in his genes.
“What…?”
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