Chapter 682 The Last 12 Hours

In the morning, as soon as it was dawn, Zhang Mu crept over and got out of bed, went into the bathroom to brush his teeth and face, and spent nearly 10 minutes to finish everything. Just as he was about to enter the game cabin, he heard Deng Jie's voice behind him, "Honey, do you still have a fever~"

Zhang Mu turned his face, scratched his hair, and laughed and said, "Wife... You're awake. I thought the action was light enough... The fever is much better. The cold is just this strange. I feel like I'm about to recover in the morning, and my condition will get worse at night. Don't worry, I'm fine. Instead, why don't you sleep more? It's only 5:30 now." While talking, Zhang Mu walked over and wrapped his arms around Deng Jie's waist.

Deng Jie rubbed her eyelids and said with a smile, "Well, in fact, it's not you who woke me up. I can't sleep by myself~ I'm broken by you! I have also played games before, but there is no game that can attract me like Hero Invincible. Chinatown is besieged, and I feel very uncomfortable! Honey, can we win this time?

"Can win!" Zhang Muzhan was resolute and confident, "With me, I will definitely win!" The League Legion is just a group of gougers! Don't be afraid of them!"

Deng Jie nodded vigorously and said, "Hmm! We will definitely win!" After saying that, she broke out of Zhang Mu's arms, ran into the bathroom and shouted, "I'm going to make breakfast!" I can't have an empty stomach anymore! - Husband, what do you want to eat?

"I want to eat--"

After Deng Jie left, Zhang Mu got into the game cabin and logged in to the game.

What Zhang Mu said was decisive, but he didn't think so at all. Although there were several large-scale battles with the Alliance Legion yesterday and finally won, the prospects for Chinatown are still bleak.

The Alliance Legion is definitely not as simple as the 'comb'. In terms of personal average combat ability, it is absolutely not necessary for Chinatown! What's more, their number is twice that of Chinatown.

"Damn it, you can come on! The soldiers will block the water and cover the earth! Let's see who can laugh to the end!" Zhang Mu scolded and entered the game smoothly.

Chinatown, Dragon Wall - "Why did you get up so early? Aren't you sick? I'll go if I sleep more." When the emperor saw Zhang Mu online, he immediately began to talk. Although he didn't sleep all night, he was in good spirits.

"Who doesn't have a headache? It will be fine in a few days." Zhang Mu asked, "The League Legion didn't do anything stupid last night, such as attacking the city in the middle of the night."

The emperor waved his hand and said, "No, it's very stable. You completely sleed them yesterday."

Zhang Mu said, "That's good. Thank you for your hard work."

"Oh, that's right!" The emperor said, "I have good news for you."

"What?"

"The three guilds of the top of the gods, the destruction of the sky and the divine sect can enter the battlefield of Chinatown in less than 3 hours. Many small guilds have joined the guild this morning and are ready to be dispatched."

"Oh? How many people did they bring here? A touch of joy flashed on Zhang Mu's face. He had heard of these three guilds in his previous life. They were all super strong associations on the map above level 8 to 9. Their strength was absolutely not inferior to 'myth'. The reason why they were not as famous as 'myth' was that these guilds were very low-key.

"The three major guilds are 1.2 million, and the retail guild is 500,000. Together, there are almost 1.7 million reinforcements."

"Okay, okay, okay!" Zhang Mu laughed and said, "Good news, it's really good news!"

However, before Zhang Mu was happy, the emperor said again, "Well, there is another bad news."

"Bad news?" Zhang Mu frowned: "Don't gasp. What's the bad news?"

"Have you heard of the two foreign guilds, the 'Religious Court' and the 'The heretical Court'?"

"Religious court... heretical court!!" Zhang Mu's head exploded with a 'buzz'.

If the 'gods', 'extermination of the sky', 'the divine sect' and 'the underworld' are super strong associations, then the 'religious courts' and 'heresical courts' are the 'ultimate strong associations' far above them. In the previous life, a total of less than 10 world-class ultimate strong will have entered the 10-level map, including the 'religious court'. ', 'The heretical court', their members are countless, and the branches are spread all over the maps, especially their presidents 'Pope' and 'Pope', which are well-known in the Internet world. They are two big figures, even much higher than his reputation now.

Just as Zhang Mu was in meditation, the emperor was a little anxious: "Hey, hey, hey, twelve, why are you stunned? Speak."

He shouted several times in a row before pulling Zhang Mu back from his memory.

Zhang Mu stabilized his turbulent mood and said seriously, "How many people have come this time? Are the Pope and the Pope here?

"Pope, Pope? The meaning of these two names seems to be the same..." The emperor muttered in a low voice, "No, the religious court is 'Esbyterian John', and the heresy court is 'Bishop Neil', and the two armies are under their command."

"John...Neil..." Zhang Mu repeatedly chewed these two names, and his rebirth did not have much impact on foreign countries. John and Neil were indeed the top of the "court" and "court".

"How many of them are there?"

"Uh, this..." The emperor was a little hesitant.

"One million?" Zhang Mu has a bad feeling.

"It has to be doubled..." The emperor had a bitter face.

"Hang!" Zhang Mu took a deep breath, and his hands and feet were cold.

After a while, Zhang Mu's angry roar came from the channel.

"What the hell is this? 1.7 million reinforcements came from Chinatown, and 2 million came from their Alliance Corps! Emperor, calculate the number of people for me!"

"After the fierce battle last night, the loss of Chinatown..."

"Directly talk about the comparison of the forces after the arrival of the reinforcements of the two sides." Zhang Mu interrupted the emperor's words.

"The number of combatants in Chinatown is about 3 million, and the Alliance Legion is about 5.2 million."

"There are still 2 million more than us...!"

'Fortunately, I was ready to set up six lines of defense in advance. If not, Chinatown would have been flooded by their sea of people early in the morning... Now, there is a gap in the dragon wall, and it will certainly not last long. There are still the last two lines of defenses left. Can they defend their 5 million troops... Bastards, march You can't fight a war, but diplomacy is quite powerful...' Zhang Mu's face turned blue and purple.

This is definitely an unprecedented disaster in China!

"Fight with them!" Zhang Mu gritted his teeth and said viciously, "Let the brothers officially gather at 8 o'clock! If nothing unexpected happens, there will be results in these 12 hours during the day... Chinatown is a victory or a defeat, all in these 12 hours!"

The last 12 hours!

(to be continued)