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The three great generals and the Hell White Pig seemed to have incarnated into four mountains that mortals could not cross, and no matter how the Wu army charged, they could not advance even a single step.

In just a few minutes, more than a thousand high-ranking troops had died at their feet.

"It's too strong! …”

At this time, the domineering Yuntian was completely stunned, and he repeated these three words in his mouth, except for these three words, he really couldn't find any words to describe Zhang Mu.

Wu Jun regarded his Dragon City defenders as scrap metal, but Zhang Mu regarded Wu Jun as a mustard!

"What did the boss do crazy before? It would actually clash with the Twelve Wings..."Inexplicable thoughts burrowed into the head of the domineering Yuntian.

"Beamon's Legion! Give it to me! Sun Quan became more and more angry, and after thinking about it for a while, he finally decided to use the elite army that the Wu army had been hiding in the rear.

It's a legion of 3,000 teams of 5,000 units of Big Beamon, a being nicknamed 'Crushing Machine' by players!

What is Beamon? It is a Tier 10 class with the strongest defense, the strongest attack, and the strongest vitality!

Among the nine clans, although Beamon's status is not as good as that of the archangel, he is also a super strong soldier in the top three!

The soldiers of the Wu army on the front line tacitly made way for the Beamon Legion, and then, hundreds of white-haired big Beamon twisted their clumsy bodies and slowly walked towards Zhang Mu's side.

Although Bimeng is strong, it also has its flaws and weaknesses, and compared to the other 10th-order soldiers of the Nine Clans, its speed is really a bit unsightly... (Beamon: Rub, the Titans are slower than me!) (Titan:, Lord is remote...... (Hydra cough: We didn't hear anything.) "So many Bimeng, it seems that Wei Shuwu has also invested enough money to sneak attack Dragon City. Zhang Mu frowned slightly, and raised his hand to take out all the troops that had been hidden in the golden tent.

The pillar of light continued to flash out from the feet of the Colorful Phoenix King, and after Zhang Mu dispatched all the combat troops out of the tent, the defenders of Dragon City and the members of the Wu army couldn't help but exclaim.

"Holy, how the is this possible?"

"Am I dazzled? How the fuck could there be..."

"Is it possible that Heroes of Might and Magic can be modified? No way? The domineering cloud angel rubbed his eyelids vigorously.

20 teams of 80,000 units of Dark Wraiths!

Dark Wraith: A neutral Tier 8 class, with good melee attack ability, slow speed, and a recruiting place - Dark Altar. (See Chapter 496 for details.) "Tier 8 neutral troops, a total of 1.6 million units, I don't believe it, I absolutely don't believe it! He couldn't have so many... Yes! I know! Sun Quan seemed to think of something, and said in a loud voice: "He must have used the 'mirror **' (a kind of mid-to-high-level magic that copies the troops,), Beamon Legion, don't be afraid, rush up for me and destroy them!" ”

A word woke up the person in the dream, and after the stunned elites of the Wu army heard Sun Quan's shout, the shocked faces on their faces all dispersed, and were replaced by a surging monstrous anger.

Damn twelve-winged angels, how dare you scare Lao Tzu with the 'mirrored' troops!

Seeing that the Beamon army was getting closer and closer to his dark resentful spirit, Zhang Mu grinned lightly: "Is it a mirror image... You'll find out later..."

The army of Beamon collided with the Dark Wraith Legion a few minutes later.

"Whew!" "Whew!" "Whew!"

The terrible screams of the Great Beamons turned into invisible daggers and deeply stabbed the hearts of the elite of the Wu army.

Looking at Da Beamon, who fell to the ground and died in pieces, the face of the famous general of the Wu army with the game ID of 'Zhang Zhao' became more and more ugly.

"It's not a mirror, it's all true... Tier 8 Dark Wraith, a full 1.6 million! ”

Sun Quan clenched his fists, his eyes that were originally full of wisdom were now only bloodshot, and he said angrily: "Titan Legion! Give it to me! ”

"Yes!" Hundreds of people responded in unison.

The Beamon Legion, the Titan Legion, and the Black Dragon Legion are the most powerful combat units brought by the Wu Army this time. Originally, Sun Quan didn't plan to use these guild resources and only win with 7~8 rank troops, but looking at the current situation, it is not possible to use it.

"One person in the Twelve Wings can stop tens of thousands of elites of our Wu army, if this spreads, where will we put our faces? Give me all the attack! Kill him! Kill him! ”

Listening to the roars and roars in their ears, all the famous generals of the Wu army were silent, how could they have ever seen Sun Quan make such a big fire?

"Beamon is not enough, and Titan is coming again... Hmph, as long as you have a remote range, don't I have one? Zhang Mu sneered, the destruction crossbow was already loaded, aiming into the distance.

"Brother, they have already found their granary, Sun Quan, the old fox, has two tricks, and he actually built the granary in the woods, and sent thousands of people to defend it." The fat man spoke suddenly.

"Do it in five minutes, destroy the defenders, destroy the food! As long as the food is gone, they can't withdraw their troops if they want to! Zhang Mu smiled.

"Howler! Leave this to me. The fat man patted his chest vigorously.

"Ah Mu, Big Ben, Ah Injury, once the fat man makes a move, Sun Quan will definitely send a high-speed flying class to defend back, and the task of intercepting it halfway will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, I will never let them pass..."The deity said indifferently.

The main battlefield of China's city - "It's not good... Not good! Zhuge Liang rubbed his palms vigorously, and the expression on his face became more and more solemn as time went on.

Liu Bei said strangely: "Military advisor, what's wrong with you?" Why are you so sad? ”

"I can't say, but I have a very bad premonition that something is going to happen!"

"The military advisor is really, suspicious all day long... No wonder he has gray hair at a young age. Liu Bei scolded and comforted: "Strategist, don't think about it, something can't happen." You see, although Chinatown and the Dragon Club are united, they can only draw with us......"

Zhuge Liang waved his hand vigorously: "No, I'm not talking about this, but Longcheng, Wu Jun's side..."

"Wu Jun? With Sun Quan as the commander-in-chief there, what else are you worried about? Liu Bei was puzzled.

"Several of Chinatown's top commanders aren't in the city, and if I'm not mistaken, they're supposed to be with the 'Twelve-Winged'..."

Liu Bei smiled: "The military advisor is saying, the deity, the mythical injury, Ah Mu, Huangquan them, haha!" These few people, it's okay to command a large army to fight, when it comes to individual combat ability, they may not be comparable to the famous generals of the Wu army, and they have survived to the same level as 'Lu Meng'... What if it's with Twelvewing? Can it still be turned upside down? ”

Zhuge Liang ignored him, staring intently at Zhang Mu, who was fighting against the 10,000 Wu army on his own in the screen.

"If the Mythical Wound was with the Twelvewings, it should have appeared a long time ago...... Why was only the Twelve Wings left alone to fight alone? There are few of them, and they should know that it is impossible to kill all the Wu army... If you want to win this battle, there is only one way left...... Yes! I understand! Zhuge Liang woke up suddenly, quickly connected with Sun Quan, and shouted: "Granary! Granary! They want to sneak up on the granary and force you to retreat! ”

(To be continued)