Chapter 540 Heavy casualties

After experiencing countless battles between the enemy, Zhang Mu, every time he faces an enemy who is stronger than himself, he will always dispatch his troops to attack at the first time, go to the center of the battlefield to deal with the enemy, and no longer stand in place and passively defend as before.

The advantage of active attack is that it can be attacked, retreated and defended. There is enough battlefield space for the arms to gallop freely. If the enemy's attack is too fierce, they can retreat to the rear at any time. Of course, there are pros and cons. The disadvantage is that if the player is not skilled enough, he is in danger of being surrounded by a large number of enemy troops.

At the beginning, such tactics can also work. Slowness, blindness, chain lightning, etc. can cause damage to it, but as time goes by, as the amount of ammunition carried by people's long-range shooters becomes less and less, the scene begins to become chaotic. In the face of an extremely large number of nomadic militias, how can 24 to 28 bullets of ammunition be enough?

If you change to small-scale combat at ordinary times, the melee system can still play a role, at least it can fight with the opponent's arms.

It doesn't work now. The opposite side is full of nomadic archers, not to mention those ordinary melee arms, even the fallen angels of 1,300 units, Zhang Mu dare not release them casually.

Although he has not personally experienced the strength of the nomadic militia, from the damage of the surrounding partners, Zhang Mu can probably guess the attack power of the 1,000 units of nomadic militia, which is only high or low compared with the Hott's firemen.

It is absolutely lifeless to release the fallen angels to fight with them, and they will inevitably be killed in seconds without scum left.

"Brother, no! I can't stand it anymore. The firepower of these archers is too fucking fierce!" The fat man was sweating all over, and his forehead was full of blue veins. He said with a sad face, "If I had known, I wouldn't have come..."

Yesterday, he cried and shouted that he wanted to team up with Zhang Mu. Today, he cried and shouted that he wanted to withdraw from the team. In a word, fat people are cheap.

With Zhang Mu, the merits are really fast, but this is too exciting, isn't it? How can an ordinary person's heart withstand such a toss?

"Take your time, don't worry! Use more magic! We can win!" Zhang Mu glanced at the thousands of nomadic militia on the opposite side and tapped a few times on the virtual screen with his left hand.

"Cummon! The head of the Holt clan!"

This is Zhang Mu's first call, the head of the Hort clan of 800 units.

"Wow! Where did this boss come from? The fat man and others were envious again and wanted to spit blood.

Zhang Mu smiled and said, "There are no three, two or three, and I dare not go to the snowy mountains! Let me play!" Zhang Mu's right hand only glanced slightly on the panel and skill list of the Holtda patriarch, and immediately remembered the cooling time and release time of his various attack skills.

After all, he is the person who just fought with the patriarch yesterday. He secretly remembers the name of each attack skill in his heart, and he can't forget it for a while!

"Fire ring shooting!" As soon as the Hort chief appeared, he showed everyone his amazing group attack ability. Two silver ivory pieces were danced by him. With the appearance of a large area of red attack lines, countless red lines instantly covered hundreds of nomadic militias. Then, the nomadic militia shrouded in red lines were all 200~400. Floating damage of the unit!

"The coverage is so big... The attack is still so strong! Brother! You are simply not a human being! No, your Boss is not human!" The fat man roared out everyone's heart.

Zhang Muke had no time to pay attention to them. After taking down a bottle of dragon potion, he displayed the Ice Age again to alleviate the crisis of the night romance.

Night romance may be too excited to play. For a moment, I actually looked at my right side. Many nomadic militiamen were ready to cross from the right wing.

I have to say that the northeastern guy standing on the edge and the night romance are the people who are under the most pressure on the battlefield.

"Thank you, thank you." The night was romantic and stunned.

"It's okay. Pay attention to the edges and don't let them take a detour." After saying that, Zhang Mu turned his face to look at the Northeaster. He kept it as if it was watertight, and more than 100,000 skeleton soldiers stood in the rain of bullets under the 'gathering spirit' of Shante.

"Brother, your quantity is too small. If it's 2,000 units... Can't you drop a lot in a second?" The fat man cheered up and thought about it.

"You think I don't know! The hero is still 1 level less, if Meng steel plate 40 level strategy... ! Zhang Mu turned to the topic and said, "Ret back, there are 'trap magic' and 'amnesia magic' for me. Be sure to distance themselves from them!"

The Hort patriarch is indeed a super combative boss, but he also has shortcomings. This kind of arms has no teleportation, and there is no means that can be used to avoid the opponent's attack. All skills are 'fire skill', which means that the big patriarch is not suitable for one-on-one with the player, forcibly summoning, and can play The effect is also very poor. Any number of long-range shots in a team will turn him into a corpse in an instant.

"The Boss arms used alone are still the jungle Robin Hood." Zhang Mu said to himself, ran back dozens of meters with the Hort chief, and used the 'fire ring shot' again.

The battle on the grassland lasted for 4 hours, and both the enemy and us suffered heavy casualties. Fortunately, the three major killers, the Fallen Angel, the Ice Age and the Hortda patriarch, saved the fate of being destroyed by the regiment.

When the last nomadic militia was caused by bloodsucking, everyone wanted to cry.

This is a brilliant victory!

"Brilliant, my 10,000 half-man shooter..."

"My Elemental Shooter and Advanced Water Element..."

"Fang, my corpse witch king..."

... Everyone is scolding in the channel. The loss they have suffered in this battle is so great that they can have nightmares.

It's not only them, but also Zhang Mu paid a great price. Six bottles of fire dragon potions, the dark sacrifice mage were all destroyed, and the penitent priest was all destroyed... "Forget it, let's look at the reward first." Zhang Mu's flesh is in pain.

'Your bravery shocked the nomadic militias on the Nepalese grasslands. They are willing to follow you forever! - 3000 nomadic militiamen want to join your army, do you accept it?'

"Eh, is there any troop replenishment? Haha! It's worth it!" Everyone's eyes lit up. Although the number of nomadic militiamen they got was not large, it also dispelled the pain in their hearts. At least it was a pseudo-ten-level soldier, which was much better than a centaur and losing those second-order garbage soldiers.

(All second-order soldiers: ... I say!)' Congratulations on your achievement...'

'Congratulations on your skeleton rising to level 17.'

'Congratulations on the captured of the nomadic militia's tattered saber x12481 and the nomad war horse x21290.'

"Brother Mu, what are these things captured for?" Longgen asked.

Zhang Mu shook his head: "I don't know, but I guess it should be the goods of the store."

Standing in the green sea of the grassland and resting for a while, Zhang Mu narrowed his eyes and said, "How's it going, brothers, do you want to go up?"

"Brother, forgive us. The task you took was so abnormal that you didn't want to fight without a strong Boss arms..." The fat man shook his head. Even if there was a shark fin bird's nest in front of him, he decided not to join the fun with Zhang Mu.

(to be continued)