Chapter 233 Deadly Defective!!

Looking at the sum of the heroes displayed on the screen, Zhang Mu's face showed a surprised expression for the first time, and he sighed in his heart: "If I hadn't enchanted the strategic treasure... Instead, there were 10 points less attack and defense than the other party... This master is really a strong man..."

"How much money did he spend in this game? The sum of the four circumferences is 20 points higher than mine!" The fat man and Longgen also stared at the screen and sighed again and again - it's good to have money.

In fact, they don't know that Zhang Mu has brought more shock to me.

"No wonder you will lose... This kind of surname..." I sighed and gently pressed the temple. He thought that Zhang Mu's heroes were at most the same as himself, but he didn't expect it to be 15 points higher. He lost first before the war started. This was not a good omen.

"It's no wonder he promised to gamble with me... Sure enough!" I shook my head and praised him from the bottom of my heart.

"Good... so exaggerated..." Everyone looked at the screen, and the total circumference of the strongest player 'only prince' did not exceed 90... "Brother, it's okay! Attacking at 15 o'clock is nothing! As long as we have more troops than him, we will definitely win!"

"Force?" I looked at the army column. He had a bad hunch. Would his military strength be lower than him?

When all the players were immersed in the dreamy surnames, the bronze hero surname table was divided into two, and Zhang Mu's strength was the first to appear in people's eyes.

Twelve-winged angel strength: 1100 sharpshooters, 600 big lizard shooters, 1300 long-horned evil spirits, 800 royal vultures, 380 poisonous dragon kings, 710 penitent priests, 230 evil god kings, 20 dragon flies (5 teams), 20 giant lizards (8 teams), heavy crossbows.

"Damn it! Level 5 Royal War Vulture! He actually has 800 units! Level 6 Confession Priest 710! How on earth did he hoard it? Countless players shouted that this kind of force is too unbelievable... After all, the service has just been open for two months!

**** Temple Game Club.

"Fuck! This boy is really getting bigger and stronger... Wasn't he washed by the only group of people some time ago? So many troops popped up like this?" The old gun's face is full of dementia.

The temple flower muttered, "The only thing is to kill his sharpshooter and the big lizard. His main output arms were actually not hurt..."

Look at his own strength, and then look at Zhang Mu's strength. The prince of the temple was quite speechless: "This is really a comparison between people, and it should be thrown away..."

**** Frozen Game Club "Ultra-high heroes, with such forces, enough to sweep the whole 5th-level map... Twelve-winged angels, what a talent. Unfortunately, the boy who was hurt by the myth first... Damn it." The frozen silkworm picked up his head and leaned to one side, and said to his heart, "If he can gather so many troops in a short time, he must know how to play the perfect copy of the second level!" Why can we only type S and SS every time, but we can't play perfect?

The frozen little devil didn't say a word. Every time he saw the penitent priest, he had a feeling of wanting to cry. It was a drawing of the 6 hidden arms. What did he think at that time? Why was he fooled by this 'twelve Wings'?

**** Mythical Guild, voice channel.

"Cute girl, you lost! As I said, is the strength of the twelve wings much higher than you think? The mythical injury changed to the president's serious expression and flirted with his member's 'mythical Meng'.

"Stupid injury, how many times have I told you! Don't call me cute! You are so cute!" The myth rolled his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "Okay, I'm willing to gamble and give up. Tell me, what do you want me to do?"

Mythical injury laughed: "Yes, it smells like a heroine, a mouthful of spitting and a mouthful of nails. What do I want you to do... Well, let me think about it..." A few seconds later, the mythical injury continued to flirt: "Please take nude photos..."

The myth said word by word: "You...go...die...!"

**** Then, Zhang Mu's troops gradually disappeared on the screen and were replaced by the original.

The original strength: 1500, 1500 fanatical Centaur Shooter, 1400 Stone Devil, 1200 Dark Evil Eye, 1400 Giant Axe, 1000 Queen Medusa, 600 Mages, 700 Bloody Slaughters, 10 Shamans (10 teams), 10 Gods and Monsters (3 Teams), Ammunition Truck.

Almost all the spectators can't stand this kind of excitement. They don't scream with their heads. Both sides are actually developing from three races! What puzzles everyone is, how can they upgrade so many resources?

Both sides have their own advantages and defects in terms of military strength.

**** Somewhere - a man and a woman looked at the screen and talked. The young man said, "The advantage of the twelve wings is that the arms are of a high rank, the number of arms from level 5 to 6 is large, the melee output is very strong, and the movement speed is also very strong. The defect is that the long-range firepower is seriously insufficient than that of the other party, and it is likely to die half of the time before. The advantage of this master is that although there are no 6th-order arms, the number of 4th to 5th-order arms has been formed, which can play a role in suppression. Moreover, his long-range output is extremely strong. It can be said that he is the master in the half-time range. The formed firepower network can drop any force within the range of straight arrows in seconds. The defect is that he pays too much attention to long-range training. There are not enough melee soldiers. Once they are close to them, the consequences will be unimaginable.

The woman was stunned and said, "Aren't I going to lose?"

The man shook his head: "Not necessarily, if the twelve wings can grab the lead... it will be the original! But... once he enters the range of the original straight arrow but can't effectively strike his long-range troops, his consequences will be very miserable..." After a pause, the man sighed loudly: "The twelve wings are the largest and deadliest defects. Do you know what it is?"

"Huh?" The woman is puzzled.

"His hero did not learn 'tactical talent'... He can't offset the tactical layout of the hero before the war on the battlefield... Tactics are a must-have talent for heroes. Obviously, he is a first-class master. How can he make such a low-level mistake... Alas, otherwise his dragon fly can limit the shooter to one round... "

At this time, another man turned his head and said, "This is not a mistake. His hero's development direction is to attack the city and land. Naturally, he will suffer losses in the arena, but under the strategic map, he is much better than me when attacking the city."

"These two people are definitely one of the best super masters in China at this stage. No matter who loses or who wins, I think we can watch a wonderful performance." There was a trace of praise on the man's face when he spoke.

"Big boss, do you want to recruit them?" The woman's face was full of doubts.

The man smiled bitterly: "Wrong... This can't be 'invitation'. It should be said to invite... If they help us, at least we won't be so miserable on the 6th-level map... Damn, there are too many players... Dog!"

The woman laughed and said, "No wonder you want to sell enchantment to me..."

"Ha ha, there is no harm in making more friends."

(to be continued)