Looking at Zhang Mu and the others who were getting closer and closer to their own town cluster, a trace of cold sweat oozed from their left hand and kind forehead, at this time, they were only one step away from the 'Land of Sorrow' guild town cluster.

It's a battle against the clock!

"Boss, I'm going to use the Skip Card... I don't know if I can go up for a while. A little brother said suddenly.

Using a fight-free card? It's not that the left-handed kindness hasn't thought about it, but they have nearly 40 towns in total, and they only have 5 battle-free cards in their hands, and it's too late to collect them now. Who should I give it to? Everyone entered the Tier 5 map at the same time, and everyone's town development is similar. And what about the sequelae of using the free card?

The player who spoke earlier was stunned: "Sequelae? ”

The left-handed kindness nodded: "There are three major sequelae of using the war-free card, first, the player cannot attack any town for 1 hour. Second, you can't use the 'Bronze Free Card' continuously, and the interval cooldown takes 30 seconds. Third, the town cannot be relocated for 24 hours after using the Freedom Card. ”

"Then, let's go back to the city to defend the monster!" Another little brother proposed, but the result was still vetoed by the left-handed kindness.

"What about hitting monsters back to the city, don't say that there are no monsters on the map for us to hit now, even if there are, what's the point of going back? Can you make sure you'll keep it? The left hand snorted kindly: "Don't do those useless things, just give the town to them to demolish, anyway, we won't lose a lot." ”

"Won't it be a loss?" Everyone asked in unison.

"Listen as I explain it to you slowly." The left hand said slowly: "The number of towns in the Land of Sorrow is 2~3 times that of us, and if you demolish all their buildings, the resources obtained can just be used to make up for the loss of the demolition of the town buildings." As for the strategic treasures in the town that have not been demolished... Count yourself out of luck. Don't think about using the war-free card, this is a double-edged sword, especially if you haven't been promoted..."After a pause, the left hand smiled kindly: "This game is a big fish eating small fish, a small fish eating, eating mud ......, the twelve wings are big fish, we are small fish, and grief is shrimp, hehe." The second advantage is that on the surface, it seems that we are suffering, but in fact it is a great benefit, at least we don't have to live under their prying eyes every day, right? Our development space is much larger than before, and you haven't experienced the feeling of being constrained, isn't it more uncomfortable than death. ”

After listening to the kind explanation of the left hand, everyone was immediately relieved, worthy of being a military division-level boss known for his brains, and the advantages and disadvantages of the two sides could be sorted out quickly, but they were still a little unhappy in their hearts, and they sent so many towns to Zhang Mu in vain..."Playing a strategic surname game is like playing chess, there is such a move in chess, called 'losing pawns to protect the car', and we are now, we happen to take this move." You still have a lot to learn, don't think it's great to cheat a point card or an account..."The left hand kindly hugged his head and hummed in a low voice: "Be arrogant, be arrogant for a while, and wait for the 'only' they come, with you to suffer, damn the twelve wings..."

Studio 12 - Zhang Mu followed closely behind the Mythical Wound and crashed into the Templar Clan combined town in the town cluster, and stationed within the Templar city walls were 1 or 1 peasants, a total of ten teams.

No matter how many sub-cities the town is made of, the maximum number of troops that can be used to defend the town will always be 10 without a hero.

Zhang Mu had long expected this to happen, after the battle, his marksman was the first to be shot to the ground, and the lizard warriors divided into 10 teams were one by one, and they never failed to get all the defenders, and the other party was a peasant...... Successfully receive the town!

Nearly 40 towns, if Zhang Mu is demolished alone, then the income is considerable, but at the moment it must be divided into 8 shares, and it is the kind that is fast and fast, in other words, the average person can demolish 25 buildings.

"Tsk, it seems that the other party has found a larger group of towns and rivers, otherwise they would not have allowed the towns to be demolished and ignored." Zhang Mu looked at the 'Heavenly Divine Foot' in the hero's backpack and sighed loudly.

In half an hour, the average number of resources obtained by Zhang Mu's group was more than that of playing in the maze for three days and three nights.

Looking at the 4-digit resources and 6-digit gold coins at the bottom of the screen, Zhang Mu began to build a level 1 magic tower in the ghost town and a level 3 magic tower in the temple town with a smile on his face.

The thrilling battle with the Oni Clan Emissary is still vivid, and if he had a strong control system magic at that time, he would definitely be able to reduce the damage of his troops.

Hero Invincible is such a game, it is not enough to have strong troops and famous heroes, magic accounts for at least 30% of the entire game, and the later it is, the more the power of magic can be reflected.

"I've never been so happy since I entered the game...... Lots of resources and coins, hahahaha! The myth hurt and laughed wildly. Since Zhang Mu moved to this Tier 5 map, although he has not saved much of his troops, the building facilities and levels in the town have been directly improved, which will be of great help to his future development.

Zhang Mu didn't have any special feelings about this, he didn't have any soldiers at hand now, and if he did, he really wanted to chase down the guys in the evil shelter and tear down their newly occupied town. This hatred has nothing to do with it, it's just the simple aggression that Zhang Mu showed when he played the game.

"Huh, the town has been occupied, and finally there are no worries, so, in two days, are we going to place the 'Lost Continent' copy first? Or do you want to go down to this 'puppet kingdom' first? ”

Not far from the evil town cluster, there is a lonely copy of the world that Zhang Mu calls the 'Puppet Kingdom'.

"On one side is the class fashion, on the other side is a huge amount of resources, you discuss it, and tell me when you get the result."

"How difficult are the two copies?" The sheep asked.

"Almost, maybe the 'Lost Continent' is higher." Zhang Mu said fifteen-ten.

"It's still resources, the icing on the cake like troop fashion, it's dispensable." As soon as the myth was hurt, everyone nodded.

"Okay, it's decided, it's the lost continent! Ah, this cluster of towns can just be used to relocate your brothers. Zhang Mu smiled: "Don't forget what you promised me, the way to play the copy, only the eight of us know... You are not allowed to say it, not to anyone, not even your best brother. ”

"I know, I'm silent until you agree." Mythical Wound nodded.

Everyone patted their horses and walked back, Zhang Mu glanced thoughtfully at the top of the map shrouded in the fog of war, he understood the truth of poor Kou Mo chasing. Since the people of the Evil Vault have left their field of vision very well, then, let them develop, they will meet again sooner or later anyway, and there is no need to rush for a while.

"It's a depressing battle! After a long journey of hard work, I am stunned that I don't make money or lose money... No, hundreds of resources were lost. An evil little brother was scratching on the side, and the kind left hand was scolding with a smile: "Okay, you are content, we should laugh, don't choose cheap and sell well." ”

"Hey, that's, that's." The little brother stretched out his arm and said with a smile: "Next, let's play well, the group of people in the twelve wings don't seem to have the heart to chase after us." ”

The kindness of the left hand regained his positive face, and said slowly: "We can't relax our vigilance yet, we have to speed up the pace of expansion." Although the twelve-winged soldiers are powerful in individual combat, they are seriously understaffed, and they will not provoke us in the short term, and they dare not provoke us. But there are mythical wounds among the people who demolished the city just now, and what we will face next may be the main force of the mythical guild, so we must not slack off. Our mission is to expand our territory rapidly...... The farther away from them, the better......"

"Yes, got it!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the sound of keyboard and mouse tapping sounded in this small dark room in a rather poor environment.

On the same night, an Internet café.

A little fat man was sleeping soundly on a bed made of chairs, saliva sliding down the corners of his mouth to the ground, he was one of the staff on duty at the 'Land of Sorrows' guild tonight, while the other guild staff on duty left the Internet café at 10 o'clock due to a temporary family matter.

There are more than 100 computers in standby mode, and almost all of them have a row of dialog boxes like this - "Your city has been attacked by the evil refuge xx, the defense has failed, and the loss of troops ......"

And some of the heroes who stayed in the town were directly destroyed along with the heroes.

Entrusting the main hero to the computer control? In the 3rd and 4th tier maps, it may be okay, the players didn't have much troops at the time, and the strategic level was low, but this is a 5th tier map, unless your own troops are quite strong, otherwise, ...... The poor little fat man had no idea that he had become a sinner in the guild, and he was haunting a naked woman with a graceful figure but no face in his dreams.

The next morning, around 7 or 8 o'clock -- "Holy! What the hell is going on? Are you still sleeping? A middle-aged man dragged the little fat man up from the chair with an angry face.

The little fat man wiped the corners of his mouth and said with a smile: "Brother hurt, early." ”

"You're fucking big! You see, what the hell is going on? The middle-aged man who was called 'Brother Wounded' pointed to the nearby computer, and everyone standing behind Brother Hurt howled and rushed back to their seats. In just one night, all of their towns were dismantled back to the Tier 1 map, which was a terrible blow.

The little fat man had a blue face, he didn't know what was going on, beads of sweat ran down his fat cheeks, he looked at the injured brother, and trembled: "I, I was a little tired yesterday... Before you know it... Right... I'm sorry..."

"Damn!" The wounded brother let go of his hand and sat back in his position silently, his expression gloomy.

The little fat man said with a crying voice: "Brother Hurt, I'm sorry... I, I really didn't mean to......"

Brother Hurt shook his head: "Forget it, I don't blame you." Does eating a trench grow wisdom...... Evil Shelter, damn it, I'm not done with you! ”

"Damn, kill them!" The 'sad' little brothers raised their fists frantically.

Brother Hurt slapped the keyboard, left a message for a person named 'Twelve-Winged Angel', and said to the little brother next to him while typing: "I'll ask the master to help us occupy the empty city first...... If he promises benefits, he should help us..."

(To be continued)