Chapter 454 Zhang Mu's Decision

The myth that he consciously said the wrong thing hurriedly said a few words and said in a very simple and honest tone, "I'm sorry, brothers, I accidentally said that I was bald. Alas, the advertisement killed people."

Naturally, the viewers are scolding and laughing, but the 4,000 players who are participating in the war do not have this time, especially the original. Although he usually doesn't show his appearance and converts to my Buddha, when it's really the critical time, he is more fierce than anyone else to start a fire.

It's a pity that whoever is not fierce in a war can win.

In the end, the mythical injury took the lead in winning the original game with the absolute advantage of 3 million remaining troops.

"Ha, ha ha! Lucky, lucky!" Lucke!" The myth was humble, and the members of the Silver Lion Legion he led cheered and enjoyed the fruits of victory.

If someone laughs, someone will naturally cry.

Compared with the Silver Lion Legion bathed in victory, the lost Blood Wolf Legion seemed very silent, and no one spoke for a long time. I can guess that they are turning grief and indignation into strength at this moment.

I said with a gloomy face, "Twelve, start the second round quickly."

Zhang Mu straightened his throat and said, "Okay... Well, 10 minutes later, the second exercise begins. The defender is the Blood Wolf Legion, and the attacker is the Silver Lion Legion."

The 10-minute preparation time passed quickly, and it was still the snow-covered map, but the offensive and defensive sides changed sides.

Although the myth that he took the lead in winning a game, he bragged about how powerful he was and how powerful he was, he was very careful in his heart. After being with me for so long, I know that this opponent is the most terrible one besides Zhang Mu. If it is not much, he will definitely be eaten up by him. The mythical injury still understands the truth that proud soldiers will be defeated. The reason for doing this is just to create the illusion that I am complacent after winning a game.

"Come on, brothers! As long as I win another battle, I will take my brothers straight to the 'Ice Temple' nest and take you to eat spicy food. The myth kept inspiring the army with words, and almost said the phrase 'Those who believe in me will live forever'.

The deputy general said, "Injured brother, it's easy to defend the city, but difficult to attack the city. We did win the first battle, but we relied on the wall as the backing. Now that the city wall belongs to the 'Big Ben', we are completely at a disadvantage.

Mythical injury nodded and said, "Well, of course I know this. Otherwise, why am I recruiting so many 'golden beasts' this time?"

Mythical injury abacus is very simple. Use a few rounds to destroy the city wall, and then rely on the advantage of many mages in the legion to win with magic. The Silver Lion Legion not only has night romance, Deng Jie, but also a group of mages with extremely high magic. This is the opposite of the Blood Wolf Legion led by me. There are many heroes with super high attack and defense in the Blood Wolf Legion, and the magic is weak.

Magic is a good thing, which can be used to attack and defend.

"Brother, there are too many mages in the wounded army. Once the wall is destroyed, it will definitely be killed by their magic. We must find a way to give full play to the advantage of the attacking hero at the first time." The only emperor whispered.

A meaningful smile appeared on my face and whispered, "I have figured out how to deal with the injury... Injury, don't be too complacent."

"The second exercise, officially begins!" Zhang Mu clapping his right hand, and the two sides immediately entered the battlefield. Such a large-scale exercise must be authorized by the president. Press the mouse gently, but it will cost millions of guild funds. Of course, Chinatown is not short of this little money.

Mythical injury carefully led the army forward. His attack style is obviously different from that of the original master. He takes the group route. Unity is strength. If he can not divide the troops, he will not be divided. The advantage of the group route is that it can concentrate firepower and give the enemy the greatest blow. Even if you encounter a sneak attack, you can also counterattack with the advantage of the number of people. The shortcomings are also obvious. Once you encounter a group of opponents with stronger strength than your own, you may lose more than 90%, which is too imaginative.

The main attack style follows a strange route of division of troops, which is somewhat similar to Zhang Mu. The advantage lies in the flexible surname and the strong mobile surname. Even if you encounter a legion with more than your own troops, you have the possibility of victory. Most of the classic battles that are talked about by hero players are fought by legion commanders like me, not mythical injuries. However, the disadvantage of this style is that the requirements for the captain of the legion are extremely high. If there is a slight mistake, it will definitely be broken by the enemy one by one.

Although Zhang Mu did not participate in the battle in person, he was not idle. He kept learning. Learn the advantages of these two people.

It has been more than half a year since the game was opened. Zhang Mu's two-year rebirth advantage is almost clean in this half year. The reason why Zhang Mu can still be far ahead of other players is that luck is naturally part of it, but more importantly, he knows how to think and learn. No matter which battle you fight, whether you lose or win, it is very helpful to Zhang Mu. This is a personal ability that is more rebellious than rebirth - thinking!

Only when people know how to think can they continue to make progress.

"Interesting... It's really interesting!" Zhang Mu crossed his legs and said with a smile, "Poor Ah Wound, I never dreamed that it would have been like this... Haha, this is too desperate. However, this is indeed the best way to deal with Ah Wound, talent."

The white snow flew all over the sky, and the withered yellow leaves were blown up by the bleak and cold north wind, spinning in mid-air, and I don't know when they would fall. The footprints on the snow are so clearly visible, and the army led by the mythical injury has arrived under the city.

The golden beasts stepped forward with heavy footsteps, and the siege vehicles hanging on them kept throwing boulders into the city. The arrows shot from the arrow towers and turrets hit these big buffaloes, which were not painful or itchy at all.

What makes the mythical injury strange is that the shooters in the city turned a blind eye to it, as if it was the wall of someone else's house that had been destroyed, which had nothing to do with themselves.

"What's going on? Did Da Ben give up? The myth frowned and muttered, "No, it doesn't seem to be the kind of person who can compromise... This guy doesn't want to play any tricks, does he?"

Under the repeated destruction of boulders, the city wall cracked several cracks, and the suspension bridge was also smashed and fell on the moat. Looking at the rubble falling into the moat one after another, the mythical sad voice said, "Attack! Attack! Attack! Put the infantry up!"

The infantry pressed into the city like a broken bamboo!

Suddenly, the adjutant screamed, "Brother, it's not good! We have been tricked. There are no their soldiers in the city!"

Mythical wound stunned: "Bullshit! If there are no soldiers, what I see is a ghost?"

"It's all cannon fodder... It's all cannon fodder of 1 unit!"

"Damn it! No way! Withdraw! The infantry withdraw!"

The situation on the battlefield is changing rapidly. Is it too late to withdraw at this time?

As soon as the words fell, countless birds and beasts poured in from all directions, and instantly surrounded the long-range shooters who had left the army. This was a bloody massacre! How does the anemic thin-skinned long-range shooter resist the attack of the melee system? As soon as they played, dozens of troops fell down with resentment.

"Da Ben, you son of a bitch... Is there anyone like you guarding the city? I'm the attacker!" Mythical wounds and scolding.

I hummed and said, "The city wall is just a burden for me. In order to give full play to the advantages of attacking heroes, I ambushed my troops on both sides of the road early, just waiting for you to enter the encirclement. Hey hey... You don't have to be in the city to defend the city, do you? You, don't care too much."

"You..."

Fengshui takes turns, and this time it's time for myths to spit blood. I'm right. It doesn't have to be in the city to defend the city. If I had known this, I wouldn't have brought so many golden beasts without melee attack ability... In the melee, group magic such as fire wall is easy to be accidentally injured. This is like using guns in a white-edged war to hit the enemy, but in case you hit yourself. My own... Not everyone is a sharpshooter, with a hundred shots.

In view of this, the mages in the Silver Lion Legion were forced to give up the use of group magic and use single or reduced-benefit magic instead. However, after all, these magics have limited damage and do not hurt or itchy to hit the body.

In this way, the mythical injury that lost magic assistance had to watch its legion soldiers die one after another under the enemy's butcher's butcher knife. At this time, the mythical injury was even regretful.

"It's shameless!" The night romantically threw away the mouse, and the magic value was less than 1/10, and the arms were cut off by the fat man. Of course, this sentence was not for the fat man, but for me.

Deng Jie, Weiyang, Chen Long and others have been destroyed one after another. Zhang Mu smiled and hugged Deng Jie with a blank face and said, "You can't blame the injury. It can only be said that Daben did not play cards according to common sense and abandoned the city to sneak attack. Normal people usually don't do so. Alas, it's easy to solve the killing of Ah Wound... This guy is getting more and more powerful. If these two commanders can still play today's level when fighting the frozen temple, not to mention 4 million troops, even if only 3 million troops are given to them, they are very likely to win!"

"Woo-hoo!" The members of the Blood Wolf Legion finally vented their anger fiercely. Under the influence of the Buddha, the mythical injury, and the emperor, they unconsciously cultivated a strange surname - not to die in silence, but broke out in silence.

And the Blood Wolf Legion, obviously the latter, they broke out and they won.

"Big Ben, don't be proud! We have one more game!" The myth is sad.

I shrugged my shoulders and resumed my previous calm tone of voice: "Well, I know."

"Cough..." Zhang Mu straightened his voice. When no one spoke on the channel, he said loudly: "I declare that the army that attacks the frozen temple is..."

"What?" Everyone was stunned. They only played two sets. Why did they announce the legion?

"Silver Lion Legion and Blood Wolf Legion! The commander of the legion is the original and the mythical wound.

There was an uproar in the

channel, and there was a lot of discussion.

Mythical injury, I have a blank expression on my face.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "You both have attacked the city and defended the city. That's enough. There is no need to win or lose in the wild encounter."

Hearing this, the fat man suddenly said, "Brother, didn't you plan to let them play the third game at the beginning?"

"Guess?"

(to be continued)