In terms of total strength, each player's strength is 1 million, which means that there are only 3 formed and 2 and a half formed troops left on the battlefield for Russian and American players. Only 5 or 6 people survived? This is not the case, and it is impossible to maintain a perfect establishment under this harsh battle! Russia's 3 million troops and the United States' 2.4 million troops are evenly divided between more than 40 players!

It's all a remnant of the defeated team! The final stage of the game is a test of the players' own strength! How you command is less important.

The remaining vampires of the United States pounced on the opposing giant axemen!

The remaining archers of Russia drew their daggers and rushed to the front!

The sandstorm rolled in from afar, and several units on each side were swept into the sky, and the soldiers continued to spin in the eye of the wind.

Which side will win? Is it Russia, or is it the United States?

Zhang Mu really can't guess at this time, and from the perspective of the viewer, it is impossible to know the specific number of the opponent's troops.

At this moment, two white rays of light erupted from the hands of the two American heroes, and the naked eye could see that a huge light with the thickness of a normal person's arm 'clicked' on the orc, and then bounced a few times on the body of other troops.

Chain Lightning!

"There is so much magic in these Yankees, maybe the old American ......" Xu Feng had already smoked three cigarettes in a row, staring at the screen without squinting.

"Can the United States win? But Russia has always had the upper hand! 2.4 million against 2.1 million. Zhang Mu didn't look back, he was carefully watching the changes on the battlefield.

"The ammunition of the shooters has been used up, and the next thing to fight is the remaining mana and the number of troops, the rank of the troops, you see, Russia has an advantage in any aspect, but magic is ignorant, only 6 of the 15 heroes on the field are not orcs, and it seems that the 6 heroes have no ability to release magic..."

"Click!"

The American player has slashed another chain of lightning! This time, along with the chain lightning, there is a fireball of beads!

High and medium lethality magic is raging among the Russian troops, and with every flash of magic, the gap between the two sides will be narrowed a little! A group of Russian orcs rushed forward frantically, but before they could reach the halffield, a 'mire' appeared under their feet and a 'cursed doll' appeared on their heads.

"Eh, sluggishness and curse hit this group of orcs at the same time, it seems that this is the main force of Russia." Weiyang said seriously, and then sighed: "The orcs are good at everything, but the speed is too poor, it would be nice if there were magic heroes to assist......" As soon as the words fell, a 'whirlwind' and a 'green shield' appeared on the orc slaughterer, and the 'bloody slaughterer' who was blessed with movement speed instantly rushed to the other party's skeleton, and with a wave of the big stick, the skeleton was completely scattered! And the hero standing behind the skeleton let out a scream, and he clutched his chest and fell under the horse - this is the performance of the hero after the army is fully exhausted, and he will die automatically!

Russia strikes back!

"Rush!" Zhang Mu clenched his fists and roared.

The 7th and 8th teams of greenskins stepped on the yellow sand and approached the American miscellaneous troops.

The winner is already known!

Under the same level and strategic treasures, no race can compete with the savage orcs, and the melee strength of the orc class is the strongest!

"Boom!!"

"Huh?!"

However, the final result was the defeat of the Russian team, because, just when all the short-range troops rushed to the side of the American troops, the "mines" that had been planted for a long time exploded one after another...... Blood is flowing and stumps are flying in the desert!

The orcs and the heroes who commanded them fell one after another, and the Russian army was directly reduced from 2 million to 1.2 million, while the American team, although it had run out of magic, had an absolute advantage of 2 million troops!

The final winner of this game is Team USA!

"It's cool!" The hooligan leader stood up excitedly and waved his arms, and the two sides went back and forth for ten rounds, and in the end, it was the American team that turned the tide, and this result was really unexpected by everyone. It's a contest between force and magic! The winner was the scheming American team!

Zhang Mu also stood up and couldn't help shouting, "Okay! It's a beautiful fight! But the thought of the U.S. team tomorrow made him nervous again.

Suddenly, someone gently patted him on the shoulder, Zhang Mu turned around to look, Xu Feng said slowly: "Tomorrow is the finals, I hope you can come on, although I am not optimistic about you." But I always hope that the winner of the first game in history will be us, the Chinese players. ”

What does this mean?

Zhang Mu frowned and wondered, "Why?" Do you think I'm going to lose? ”

Xu Feng suddenly laughed: "To be honest, I made a bet with my subordinates, the bet is 1 million, I bet that you will lose..."

Zhang Mu calmed his face, gritted his teeth and said, "You...... It's annoying! ”

Xu Feng shrugged his shoulders indifferently: "It doesn't matter, I'm just doing my part, and I'm not RMB, how can I make everyone like it?" If you really hate me, fight a good fight and make me lose this bet. After a pause, Xu Feng laughed: "Twelve, the finals will be 10,000 times more exciting than today, the battle is definitely unexpectedly tragic, you have to be mentally prepared, you will definitely be excluded with the strongest troops." After all, that's $500,000, which is quite attractive to ordinary players, and you, as the commander of the Chinese team, will have to put in several times more effort than others if you want to get this maximum prize. I foresaw the fact that tomorrow, whether it is the Chinese team or the American team, they will be in a state of no command, and it will be a 99 vs. 100, strongest vs. strongest battle......"

After that, Xu Feng threw a cigarette to Zhang Mu and said with a smile: "Come on, the Chinese team loses, I win." The Chinese team wins, I win the honor, I will not lose this bet no matter what, I am the winner forever. ”

"I believe the Chinese team can win!" Zhang Mu said categorically.

"Hmph, not necessarily." Xu Feng shook his head and walked out of the clubhouse.

Chenlong, who had rarely spoken, suddenly came to Zhang Mu's side and asked, "What do you think of tomorrow's game?" Do you want me to talk to the old guns? The finals can't be messed up, right? ”

"It's useless." Zhang Mu said with a grimace: "This old gun doesn't know what medicine he took wrong, he targets me everywhere, I have talked to him many times, but he just doesn't agree." ”

"The finals are going to be played tomorrow, and at this juncture, if everyone doesn't unite again, it's over, and we can all see how strong the American team is." Longgen said.

"I want to too, but..."

"Boy, do you want to go to the restaurant for a supper and talk about tomorrow's game by the way?" The old spear of the temple came to Zhang Mu's side with an expressionless face.

(To be continued)