Chapter 201 Never pity, kill!

"Hey, is the tactical deployment over?"

Zhang Mu crackled on the keyboard, and he was a little impatient.

Hero Invincible has an unwritten rule. After the start of the war, players on both sides have a few minutes of battle deployment time, which is just like playing Warcraft. Play GG and GL first. But it is rare to pause for 10 minutes like a tattoo.

"Damn it, what's wrong with him, brother, kill her." The fat man held his arm and encouraged Zhang Mu. The boy was impatient to wait for a long time.

The silence lasted for another 4 minutes, and a row of small words were typed at the end of the tattoo: "I don't want to fight with you."

"Oh..."

This was expected. Zhang Mu swept the troops of the eye tattoo and replied, "Efinest Hunter, Druid Master, Dark Unicorn."

"What does he mean?" The only tattoo looked at the names of several arms that Zhang Mu typed on the screen.

"This is another rule of the hero game. If you want to surrender, you must send these three arms to him to kill as compensation for defeat..." The golden retriever groaned and said to himself, "The appetite of the twelve wings is really good. 600 units of 3 long-range arms, more than 200 units of 5 and 6 arms, alas, but if it were me, I That's what I will choose.'

"Why, why? Isn't surrender just a little gold coin? How can there be such a rule? The only tattooed little face turned red.

"Tunwen, you have never accepted the surrender of other players since you play heroes, and you have never surrendered to other players. Naturally, I don't know... The strong do have this right... Surrender, these three arms don't matter, and they can be restored in 10 days. It's much better than being completely destroyed by the other party. The only emperor shook his head.

"Aya, are you here yet?" The tattoo suddenly turned its head, and a trace of viciousness ejaculated in his eyes.

Aya said in a muffled voice: "Wripple, do you want to..."

"Even if it's a wheel battle, the strength of the four of you may not beat him. Wenwen, do you want the studio to be disbanded?" The golden-haired man was a little angry.

The only tattoo is decisive: "I have never asked for anything since I joined the studio. Today, I won't surrender even if I die!" As for whether to help or not, you can take a stand!"

Will a princess who has always had her eyes higher than the top like the tattoo go and kowtow to others? Obviously not.

"I'll help you." The only emperor stood on the side of Wenwen.

Aya and Xiao Kai looked at each other, and then cast an inquiring look at the golden retriever.

"Whatever, our studio is originally an entertainment hostage. Since we want to fight, we should fight beautifully. All of us will go to reinforce and destroy the twelve wings at all costs!" The golden retriever turned around and sat back in his seat.

"Delay him a little longer."

"Good!"

**** "I can't wait, let's go to war." Zhang Mu patted the pause. His patience had been consumed bit by bit, but as soon as he finished the pause, the tattoo immediately used the second pause opportunity and began to say something wrong.

Zhang Mu's face darkened and he said cautiously, "Fat man, cut it out and see why does she seem to be procrastinating?"

The fat man answered. After returning to the big map, he looked at the one-star teams rushing out of the 'only' town and the only Aya and the only Xiaokai who were getting closer and closer on the road. He sneered and said, "Brother, you guessed right. She is procrastinating time."

"Let's go to war, your little trick is useless to me."

Zhang Mu's idea is very simple. If the other party surrenders sincerely, he will definitely let her go. He hates people telling lies in front of him. When he meets such an opponent, he will never show mercy. The other party's character is really a little inferior.

The battle officially begins!

The two NPC heroes of the pattern obviously have tactical talent. She forcibly pushed all the short-range arms forward for dozens of meters, and the cannon fodder surrounded the three teams of shooters as the key protection object.

Zhang Mu sneered, his fingers were like dancing on the keyboard, and the rhythmic keyboard tapping sound came out. In just a few seconds, he did a total of three things.

In the first case, he controlled the ice ring girl to cast the 'ice magic ring' on the shooter's army. This group injury magic damage is not high, and it has no effect on the main attack force, but it has all the cannon fodder surrounding the shooter's troops into ashes.

In the second piece, the dragon fly took off and landed beside the group of cannon fodder, stuck in the position of the big hunter and the Centaur shooter.

The third piece, the giant lizard cannon fodder moves forward by default.

"What a strong piece of work..." Nearly a thousand players in the state of watching the battle were impressed by Zhang Mu's piece of work.

The opponent's storming king of the jungle began to charge. The speed of this soldier was quite fast. While charging, the tattooed hero added movement speed for his 300 units of bloody slaughterers and 900 units of phantom dancers.

The attack target of the king of the jungle was 800 big lizard shooters. The team of monsters with silver guns raised their right arm. While hitting the big lizard shooters, Zhang Mu used the instantaneous points and controlled the Meng steel plate to aim at the bloody slaughterer slowly.

The swamp icon landed on the bloody butcher and the dark unicorn.

Phantom dancers are the second-order arms of the forest clan, and their own movement speed is good. Now they are supported by speed, and they walk directly to the big lizard shooter, flying up and down with two knives in their hands. After the knife light, the big lizard shooter was hacked to death by more than 300 units on the spot.

"The attack power is not bad." Zhang Mu sincerely praised, and the royal war vulture began to move. The blue raptor landed next to the lizard shooter who was attacked in turn, and rolled up a gust of wind - spiral sprint!

The spiral sprint launched by the 360 Royal War vulture was extremely powerful, and 260 King of the Jungle and 400 Phantom Dancers were killed in this attack.

"Her strategic treasure is good. I thought it could kill at least 300 units of the King of the Jungle." Zhang Mu sneered, and the poisonous dragon king showed his divine power. No matter how rotten this kind of arms were, he was still an authentic 6th-order soldier. The dark green duck fluttered his wings and flew to the phantom dancer. His claws stepped down, and the remaining 500 phantom dancers were killed by him in an instant.

290 Poison Dragon King, if you can't hit this effect, then this arms will be completely useless.

The tattooed Druid Master belongs to the long-range attack arms, and the speed is the same as that of the confession priest. However, because Zhang Mu's number of confession priests prevailed, the priests launched the attack first.

The penitent priests shot a beam of light at Master Druid without mercy. Although it was in half-arrow range, they could still kill the number of 60 in each attack. In two attacks, the number of Master Druid directly became single digits.

The stuck Centaur and two teams of elite hunters are facing these dragon flies with units of 1. It's really not good, and it's not good if they don't.

"The only tattoo humbly submitted an application for surrender to you. Is it accepted?"

Zhang Mu did not consider it at all and directly rejected the request for tattoos.

"It's not that I didn't give you a chance." Zhang Mu hummed gently.

Dragonfly cannon fodder was half killed under the close attack of the shooters. This is the sadness of all long-range arms. The powerful output was all on the cannon fodder, and these cannon fodder actually had follow-up. Four giant lizards that were directly ignored and slowly crawled forward... Zhang Mu's other team of big lizard shooters pulled bows and arrows and aimed at The head of the king of the jungle, with a 'suff' sound, 140 units of the king of the jungle also fell down, straight arrow range, what monster can withstand such an attack?

Then 300 units of long-horned evil spirits were supported by the movement speed and rushed directly to the middle to fight with the other party's bloody killers. The two arms were incomparable. However, because the long-horned evil spirits attacked first, they had a small advantage. The rank difference between the two arms has become very unimportant around Zhang Mu's heroes.

In the face of several times the strength of its own side, any magic has lost its effect. After three rounds, the only surviving team of 6th-order arms, dark unicorns, and 100 units on the battlefield were also supported by the slow movement. Such arms can't resist the shooting of Zhang Mu's long-range arms at all. Throw it first. It doesn't matter.

After the lizard warrior and the penitentist killed the centaur shooter and the elite hunter, the battle between the long-horned evil spirit and the bloody slaughterer also ended. This team of poor 300 units of long-horned evil spirits could have won, but the dark one-horned horse suddenly came out of the siege and destroyed it.

Zhang Mu let out a muffled hum from his nose. These 300 long-horned evil spirits were already dying, and it would be troublesome if they didn't die.

The 50 evil god king, who had been making soy sauce behind his team, waved the iron whip in his hand, and the blue halo shrouded the body of the long-horned evil spirit. With a 'whisper', he directly resurrected 200 units of evil spirits on the battlefield.

This is already limited by the ability of 50 evil god kings. If it is 100 evil god kings, it can recover up to 270 units.

"Hahaha, this battle is really cool!" The fat man held his stomach and laughed wildly.

With long-range arms to clean up the tattooed dark unicorn, Zhang Mu was almost a perfect victory.

A brilliant victory.

Zhang Mu lost troops: 300 lizard shooters, 300 long-horned ghosts, dragon flies and giant lizards, and miscellaneous soldiers.

The only lost strength: 800 Centaur Shooter, 900 Phantom Dancer, 600 Elite Hunter, 410 King of the Jungle, 300 Bloody Slaughter, 130 Druid Master, 100 Dark Unicorns, Ammunition Truck.

"Her cooking skills are too lame, just looking for abuse!" Long Gen stood behind him, as if he was regretting the only tattoo.

"Fuck the technology?" Zhang Mu turned around and suddenly smiled. After receiving the only eight strategic treasures that had fallen from the lines, Zhang Mu said solemnly, "Only when the forces of the two sides are equal can the important surname of the skills be shown. In such a battle with great disparity in strength, even if she has a god-like skill, she still loses. If you insist that I choose between my skills and strength, I hope to have the latter, that is, a strong force. After a pause, Zhang Mu said with a straight face, "Remember, we are going to win with troops, not any data calculation or god-like slights. In front of unparalleled troops, what data, what kind of work, are all clowns!"

"En! I know! That is, the dreamy tyrant in Warcraft. The night is romantic and smiling.

"Yes." Zhang Mu also smiled.

(to be continued)