"A simple L-shaped formation."
Richard chuckled dryly and said faintly, "The vertical line on the left cuts off contact between our position and allied forces, while the horizontal line below blocks the already fragile position of Ramollok that seems to fall apart at a mere touch."
Miranda furrowed her brows, flipped a few pages forward in her notebook, and frowned, "I bought an early sketch of that simulation from the Cloud Traveler Inn, and according to the records, if Ramollok indeed abandoned his position and directed most of his forces into the central area of the battlefield, the situation for the blue side looks like... um..."
"Overwhelmingly unfavorable?"
Richard laughed heartily and nodded slightly, "That's right, that's indeed the case. Young lady, your observational skills are sharp, your thoughts are very clear, and your overall view is excellent. Honestly... compared to journalism, I think you could seriously consider a career in the military."
