At night, Zhang Mu lay on the bed and typed the keyboard carelessly, but his heart was in chaos, and he couldn't figure out a clue no matter what.

"What the hell is going on with the old Templar Gun? He even agreed to hand over the command to himself when the finals were about to begin, didn't he always oppose me commanding the battle? Also, what happened to the bandits behind him lately? Why do you look at me as if I am an enemy, except for an inexplicable fight, I have nothing to do with him anymore? The old gun of the temple must be guarded against him..., no, not only him, but also those behind him, flames, flames, bandits... God knows what these people will do..."

"$500,000, if I win this money, I can make my parents live a good life, they are old, they should enjoy the blessings......"

"Hmm, I didn't expect the opponent this time to be the American team, and the race of the American team players is similar to that of China... 6 famous players... It's not particularly powerful... However, they are quite skilled in the use of magic, and when they gather all their heroes together to cast their magic, even the most powerful Death Ripple will cause extremely high damage to their own troops. To fight such a magic-based country, it is obvious that the forces cannot be put together... How, exactly? ”

Zhang Mu fell into deep thought, and muttered: "This game is absolutely, absolutely not lost!" Compete for a prize of 500,000 on the basis of not losing! ”

That night, everyone, including Zhang Mu, rested very early, tomorrow is the finals, we must maintain a good mental state.

There was nothing to say all night, and at ten o'clock in the morning the next day, the Chinese team, which had been in a state of division since entering the event club, finally stood together, although there was nothing to say to each other, but it was a bit of a final.

"Damn, Twelve, you have to be careful, the old gun of the temple must be full of bad water, maybe it's waiting to hurt you, the old guy has a bad smile on his face every time he looks at you, fuck, I really want to beat him!" The hooligan leader carefully reminded Zhang Mu on the side.

Zhang Mu smiled bitterly: "But I don't know what he wants to deal with me, alas, perhaps, we spend the belly of a gentleman with the heart of a villain?" When he said this, Zhang Mu himself didn't believe it, but unfortunately, Yang Mou couldn't resist, he couldn't refuse the unity proposal of the old gun of the temple, right?

After hearing this, the hooligan leader scolded: "Bullshit, he is a gentleman? If he is a gentleman, Lao Tzu is a good baby in a kindergarten! ”

A few hours passed quickly, and the atmosphere at today's Hero Hypermarket seemed a little deserted, and most of the players were focused on the evening game, which was less than 3 hours before the official game.

As the minutes passed, the members of the two heavyweight teams began to have uneasy expressions on their faces, nervous, excited, and excited!

"I have to win, and if I win, I will be able to raise my eyebrows in front of my family!"

"Do your best to fight this battle! I don't want to be called a computer conjoined baby who only eats all day long! ”

The players behind Zhang Mu were talking in whispers, they were eager to win! Pure victory! They have abandoned too many things in order to play games, just like their former selves...... "Brother, let's go up." The fat man rarely put away the cynical expression on his face and thumped his fat fists, and he was going to win too! Win a prize so that your father will be impressed with him!

"Amu, let's go!" The night romance said in a deep voice: "Xiao Jie and I will guarantee the status of your class and get the 500,000 bonus back!" ”

"Twelve, to tell you the truth, my brother is in the hospital, and I need the 500,000 bonus for my brother's treatment, so... Your biggest competitor tonight is me! I will never be soft when I kill the Yankees! The hooligan leader said with a straight face.

"Money, money is a good thing, if I take that bonus, I will buy a house for my mother first, and then buy a house for myself... She's left to whisper in my ear all day long..."That's what Ryugen said.

At this time, Xu Feng and the service staff walked out and waved their hands slightly: "The competition venue for the players of the Chinese team is on the 4th floor, and the players of the American team are on the 5th floor, please follow me." ”

"Come on! We've got to win! Zhang Mugao shouted and raised his right arm.

"That's right! We're going to win! China's strongest! In Ding Wei's echo, the Chinese masters raised their arms one after another.

On the 4th floor, Zhang Mu, who was sitting in front of the dark game-specific machine, looked very excited, and finally waited for this day, he touched the bronze 'Hero Special Tactical Keyboard', and said to himself: "This is the tactical keyboard... I must buy a few and use them back..."In the era before the rebirth, the price of the tactical keyboard was more than 10,000 RMB, which was specially designed for the hero game, and it was very functional, and it was basically a must-have for every hero player.

After each day's race, all the competition machines are carefully maintained, so there is no chance that the machine will break down.

What made Zhang Mu feel strange was that there was a small light bulb on the top of each machine.

Xu Feng explained: "When a player's strength is exhausted, the red light on the screen will be turned on, at that time, players are requested to consciously watch the game from the sidelines, not to affect the emotions of the players in the game, let alone make ** contact." He pointed to the sofa and the large screen on the right: "There's a lounge area, and drinks are also available!" However, I guess no one in the room wants to sit there too early and watch the game as a spectator, right? Keep it up! After speaking, Xu Feng strode away from the scene.

Only a few service personnel and security guards were left at the scene in order to maintain order at the scene.

Tick, tick, tick!

When the pointer points exactly to 19 o'clock, all players log in to the game at the same time!

Get involved in the battle space!

The total military strength of the Chinese team is 9.6 million, and the total military strength of the United States is 10 million!

Although there is one less player to participate, China's total military strength is only 400,000 less than that of the United States! It's definitely a close fight!

Zhang Mu's strength is as follows - the first echelon: 1600 skeleton soldiers, 200 marksmen, 370 shield infantry, 280 elite crusaders, 120 royal vultures, 5 dragon flies!

Second echelon (marching tent): 300 large lizard shooters, 100 dragon flies, 70 monitor lizards, 50 golden brute bulls.

Memphira still maintains a level 5 strategy in the event, with the following circumferences, 4 offense, 19 defense, 3 magic, and 2 wisdom.

The map that will follow in the grand finale is the Forgotten Green State.

The terrain is similar to that of the Desert, but there is a green space in the center of the map, and standing there will give a +1 bonus to the morale of the class.

"All cannon fodder, high-speed units to find their way forward, throw a scout every 50 meters, and make sure that the whole map is lit up, otherwise, it is easy to be attacked by the opponent! Wait until the minute before the start of the battle to officially bless the magic, the meat shield stands in front, the shooter stands behind, and once the hand is surrounded in a 'C' shape! Magic heroes pay attention, don't release a lot of attack magic for military feats, in the early stage, when the magic power is not enough, give an auxiliary buff magic to your orc teammates, which is far greater than the damage of splitting the opponent's lightning! Just as Zhang Mu was adjusting the lineup, a bunch of skeleton soldiers of Unit 1, Great Elves, and Great Fairies suddenly rushed up from the left and right.

"Not good!" Zhang Mu's face changed wildly, and he knew that something was going to happen when these troops rushed to his side! Hurry up and control the whole team to break out! The 1,600 skeleton soldiers and 200 marksmen standing at the forefront successfully broke through, but his main combat troops, the 370 shield infantry and the 280 elite ten sub-armies, were tightly blocked by a bunch of cannon fodder and couldn't move!

"Old gun, you fucking shameless!" Zhang Mu's heart twitched violently, and he looked at the old gun with a cigarette in his mouth in the distance with a leisurely face.

The old spear of the temple shrugged his shoulders and didn't care about it: "I'm also for everyone's good, your number of vultures and skeletons is already quite large, if you add those shield infantry and elite crusaders, wouldn't the championship of this game fall into your hands steadily?" It's fun like that, everyone has a chance to win the championship, what do you think? ”

The old gunmen of the temple grinned and said, "Yes, Brother Twelve-Winged, you just need to command this battle, military merit first... I'll leave it to the other contestants. ”

Zhang Mu clutched his chest, he wanted to smash the keyboard on the head of the old gun very much, and yelled at him by the way: "I command your mother..." The main output troops of the two teams were trapped, which basically shattered Zhang Mu's dream of winning the championship! The only thing he can use to capture military merit now is a large number of royal vultures and sharpshooters, and as for those skeleton soldiers...... "Hahahaha, okay, don't be angry, twelve brothers, command?" The bandit's face showed the pleasure of revenge, and the other players, except for the fat man, the hooligan leader, Long Gen, and Ding Wei's group, the other players remained silent, they were thinking in their hearts, Zhang Mu's troops were surrounded by cannon fodder, in this way, wouldn't it mean that they also had a chance to win the first place in military merit?

"Husband, what now?" Deng Jie was anxious.

"Idiots, they thought Team USA was a soft-footed shrimp! Design me before you have 100% certainty... I... I really don't want to command such a team! ”

Everything was guessed by Xu Feng, and the temptation of interests for human beings is quite huge.

Not only the Chinese team on the fourth floor, but even the American team on the fifth floor - "Damn, what the hell do you want to do?" "A man dressed in hip-hop costume stood up from his position and waved his arms at his 'teammates', and not only him, but even several teammates with him, all of them were besieged.

"Hehe, William, it's not that we're despicable, if you want to blame it, you have too many troops, 500,000 US dollars, we don't want to give it to you for nothing, we're not so generous."

"Damn, you..." William Jr. clenched his fists, and when he noticed that the security guards around him were shaking their heads at him, he sat back in his position with a full stomach full of anger, and said in a muffled voice: "You damn white-eyed wolves, you are going to die!" The Chinese team is by no means as easy to deal with as you think! Idiot! Idiot! ”

"Hey, even Russia, which is 1 million troops higher than us, has been defeated, not to mention those Chinese? Brothers, get ready, kill them all, and snatch the first place in military merit with your ability! ”

"Haha!" Everyone laughed wildly, but William Jr., the commander of the American team, could only scold in a muffled voice: "Fuck! ”

'The wood is beautiful in the forest, and the wind will destroy it.' This is true wherever there are people.

"Hey, Brother Twelve, do you mean to command or not, if you don't command me, I'm going to go, how can a plate of loose sand fight a good battle? "The old gun of the temple is very proud, it seems that the 500,000 bonus this time has been decided.

"Whatever you want." Zhang Mu said lukewarmly, turned to Ding Wei and said, "Let your people come and gather, and we will spare them from the right and hit their rear." ”

"Good!" Ding Wei didn't hesitate, and listened to Chenlong on the side: "Twelve, we support you, how to fight, you say." ”

The boss of the red forbidden fruit was also, nodding deeply at Zhang Mu's side, he was very dissatisfied with the despicable methods of the old spear of the temple, as the boss of a well-known guild in China, how could he do such a thing?

As a result, the Chinese team was divided into two factions, with the larger number of 67 men commanded by the Templar Gun, and the smaller number of 32 men commanded by Zhang Mu.

The first battle began ten minutes later, and the troops of the old guns of the Temple advanced from the center, but they did not expect that in the first attack, they encountered an ambush by a large army of the opposing side, and thousands of low-ranking infantry were killed, although he barely organized a counterattack, but he was temporarily repulsed with 1.2 million wounded and 700,000 killed. At this time, the first place on the military merit scorer on the right side of the screen was impressively hung with the name of the old gun of the temple! A long-range firepower output of more than 400 elite hunters can definitely kill tens of thousands of opponents!

"Idiot! You can't mess around even if you steal military merits, right? The team is in a mess, do you think this is a market or a sheep? You're not going to adjust your forces before attacking? At this time, Zhang Mu was no longer polite to the old gun of the temple, and his words were said that the old gun of the temple was rising, but he had no way to quibble.

"I didn't have you when I played the game, shut your mouth! ! Where were you when you were fighting the Yankees? "The bandits were talking to the old Templar Gun.

"Okay, okay, stop arguing, win this battle, old gun, you really should study the marching formation." Said one player.

At this moment, the counteroffensive of the American players began, dozens of teams of skeletons and fairies rushed up against the artillery fire, and just when the old guns of the Temple were trying their best to destroy this pile of cannon fodder, a large number of vampires and various archery troops appeared on the right side of the green state! Quite a lot!

"Quick! Rescue! Zhang Mu snorted, scolding the old gun of the temple in his heart, he didn't even know the most basic marching formation, what kind of commander should he be!

The ranks of the Old Guns of the Temple were defeated and retreated, and their strength was decreasing by the second! Just as they retreated into the corner, the American army pressed down, and Zhang Mu roared, "Fuck, you fool with the old gun of the Temple!" Counterattack! Hurry up for the buff! ”

'Wow! Three rays of light shone on the royal vulture at the same time, and Zhang Mu's team's infantry and long-range aimed at the ass of the American player.

When the giant blue raptor appeared behind the group of shooters, the American players were horrified, and they never dreamed that the other side would send a large force as bait. Actually, that's not the case at all, the Chinese team is clearly split from the inside ... The 120 Royal Warlocks aimed at more than a dozen teams of shooters huddled together, and used a 'spiral charge', only to hear the noise of the clanging, and the number of these shooters suddenly decreased by more than half! Zhang Mu's military merit ranking jumped to the top 10 between the vultures' gestures!

"Counterattack, counterattack!" The old spear of the temple suddenly roared loudly, after all, the United States is a powerful country, and when it found that the situation was not good, it immediately divided a part of its troops to block the sneak attack of Zhang Mu's small force, and the vanguard retreated slowly.

Seeing that the encirclement of himself was getting bigger and bigger, Zhang Mu howled and led people to flee the scene, in this encirclement and counter-encirclement battle, Zhang Mu lost 30 vultures, 400 skeleton soldiers, and others also suffered losses, but not too big.

Zhang Mu's military exploits at this time ranked 7th.

The battle lasted 25 minutes, with the Chinese team having 7.4 million troops and the American team having 7.9 million troops.

Or did the American team have the upper hand!

"Brothers, take the gun in your hand and follow me to the front!" Seeing that the old Templar had repelled the counterattack of the American players, the old Templar suddenly rose from his boldness. He didn't want to think about it, if Zhang Mu hadn't sent troops to meet him in time, maybe his army would have been swallowed up in this wave of attacks.

In fact, many smart players in the field have realized that following the old guns of the temple will not end well, and instead of making wedding dresses for others, it is better to fish in troubled waters and make more military achievements.

Back and forth, both sides instantly lost more than 2 million troops, how can it be regarded as a peace, and the two sides have entered a period of rectification.

The third encounter was initiated by the Templar Lance, who formed his team into a rectangular formation and pounced on the enemy's main force without scouts!

"Eh, what's wrong, why are they all skeletons, their soldiers?" The old Templar was a little sullen, what the hell was going on?

"Not good! Lao Mei has surrounded us! I don't know who let out the scream, and sure enough, dense red dots appeared on the map, and the entire army of the old spear of the temple was wrapped in it, and the magic of death ripples, walls of fire, chain lightning, all kinds of damage, and debuffs rained down on the old gun's troops.

"This super idiot!" Zhang Mu shouted wildly: "Old gun, you fucking concentrated firepower to break through from the rear!" ”

At the same time, Zhang Mu commanded: "Let's hit the right!" Steal them again! ”

"Good! Damn, teach these Yankees a good lesson! Ding Wei rubbed his fists.

Five minutes later, seeing that the other party's encirclement was expanding towards his side again, Zhang Mu once again led his troops to flee, this time, his vultures and skeleton soldiers were all killed. No matter how strong Meng Gangban's defense is, it can't withstand the destruction of more than 20 teams of large numbers of distant and near troops!

Of course, the vultures died well, and this team of blue raptors fought to the opponent's team of berserker warriors, counterattacking several low-level infantry of the opponent before lying down.

Another classic battle!

Chinese team: general attack, breakthrough, sneak attack!

Team USA: Encirclement, General Attack, Counter Sneak Attack!

The third confrontation between the two sides ended in a draw, and with the reinforcement of Zhang Mu's troops, the old guns of the temple once again turned the danger into a disaster and made a lot of sweetness.

The strength of the two sides, China 5.6 million, the United States 6.2 million, the gap between the two sides has been narrowed!

The first in military merit, the old gun of the temple.

Zhang Mu was demoted to 8th place due to the lack of powerful long-range output troops.

5th Floor, American Quarter.

William Jr. exasperated: "Idiot, idiot! Idiot!! Why don't you hurry up and release my soldiers! If we continue to fight like this, we will lose! Idiot! ”

Everyone looked at each other, the game was already halfway through, no matter how fierce he was William, it was impossible for him to beat up the military exploits in the later time, right?

"Okay, William, No, you and your brothers, as backups, are ready to be dispatched!" An American player said without shame. Insisting on describing 'house arrest' as 'backup' is comparable to the turning of China's city wall.

"Shit, bastard!" Little William scolded in a low voice, and then shouted: "All gather in the green state!" Split into two teams! I'll take the home team! Angel leads the detachment! Prevent the other party from sneaking up! ”

"Roger!"

One hour into the game, the U.S. team attacked, and a large number of Tier 1 troops, numbering more than a thousand, scattered in the direction of the old Templar spear.

"Well, these garbage soldiers, brothers, follow me and give the Yankees a little color!" The old spear of the temple waved his arms high, and Zhang Mu said in a sullen voice: "Can you send some scouts to explore the way before the battle?" Don't you want the left and right? I've suffered a loss, why don't you remember your last name for a long time? ”

"Holy!" The old gun of the temple threw away the cigarette in his hand and provoked: "Don't talk cool, Lao Tzu suspects that you are not an undercover agent sent by the Americans, every time we fight, you and your wrecks will hide to the side and watch the scenery, you don't want that bonus, we still want it, Erwuzai, shut your mouth!" ”

"You ......" Zhang Mu couldn't hold back any longer, stood up suddenly, the fat man hugged him, forcibly pressed him on the chair, and shouted: "Brother, this slut is provoking you, he can't wait for you to rush up and slap him twice." ”

Zhang Mu trembled angrily, in this world, why is there a villain like the old gun of the temple?

The fourth attack was launched by the American team, and the main force directly collided with the troops of the Old Guns of the Temple, and after entering the range of the shooters of both sides, several teams of 400 long-horned demons were blessed with 'Move' and 'Green Shield' to rush into the camp of the Old Guns of the Temple and kill wreak!

That's right, this is the strength of William Jr.'s gang, reaching 400 long-horned demons! Tier 4 Class!

"Go around the back and attack!" Zhang Mu gave an order, and when the main forces of the two sides were entangled, this small force of 30 people came behind the enemy, and just as Zhang Mu was about to attack it, an American unit in the distance rushed out!

"Huh! Hurry back! They're on guard! "Zhang Mu still has to retreat, but the main composition of this unit is the Forest Clan, and the King of the Jungle, the Dancer, and including the Great Hunter, are all high-speed troops! There is a lot of momentum to swallow Zhang Mu's troops!

Run? No way! Absolutely can't run away! The opponent's class is moving too fast!

"Don't run! Beat! Mage, hurry up! Shooters aim at each other's big hunters! Concentrate your attack! ”

"Roger!" The crowd softly agreed.

There were only two voices in the entire 4th floor venue, one was the 'hit, hit, hit' and 'rush' of the old gun of the temple without a target, and the other was Zhang Mu's perfect command that was accurate to everyone!

"Lord Bao, your skeleton goes to the king of the jungle! Night, blind each other's 800 dancers! Wife, give the rogue zombie and fat man the holy grail right away! Others attack the closest close-range troops to them! Don't use magic just yet! Leave the blind class there! The main output will fall on the opponent's high-speed troops! ”

War became an art form under Zhang Mu's command, and in any case, at least such a command made people feel comfortable listening to it.

Ten minutes later, the fourth battle ended, and Zhang Mu's small army completely wiped out the detachment led by 'An Jie'er' in the case of medium losses.

And the main troops, with heavy casualties ... Comparison of the strength of the two sides - the Chinese team is 3.6 million, the American team is 4.5 million! The gap was widened under the command of the old gun!

At the same time, the red light on the computer screens of the depleted players turned on, and they left the scene one after another, most of them the players on the other side of the old gun of the Temple.

"Aren't you going to let my soldiers out?" Zhang Mu didn't want to talk nonsense with the old guns of the temple anymore, he just wanted to win! Who does it matter who the champion is? As long as you can win this game!

Feeling the hot gaze falling on him, the old spear of the temple said with a gloomy face: "Boy, be polite to me, tell you the truth, Lao Tzu just looks at you unhappy!" Anyway, Lao Tzu is not short of this money! ”

"What! Old gun, what the fuck are you fucking? The crowd exclaimed.

The old gun's words caused the players present to look at each other angrily, what is this called? You have a personal vendetta against the Twelvewings, that's your own business, why should you get involved in the game?

The old Templar stood up and took a hard puff of his cigarette: "What's the matter?" Who would dare to do something to me? Damn, Lao Tzu has thousands of members! I see who of you..."

"Wow!"

"Smack!" The ashtray that flew from nowhere slammed into the head of the old Templar spear, blood gushing out, and the old Templar spear took a few steps back, crouched on the ground and howled.

"Lao Tzu told you to pretend!" The hooligan leader somehow learned kung fu, jumped on the table, and while stepping on three computer screens, he flew down and threw himself on the old Templar gun, kicked him more than a dozen times, and cursed: "You dog! I'll let you pretend to be calves! I'll let you pretend! Others dare not touch you, Lao Tzu dare! ”

…… The hooligan leader was disqualified from the competition on the spot, and the old Templar gun was taken to the hospital for emergency treatment, God knows if he died, but he bled a lot anyway and fainted.

"Twelve, win, must win! Lao Tzu needs this money to see a doctor for his younger brother! The hooligan leader yelled at Zhang Mu as he was taken out of the clubhouse by the security guards.

The atmosphere was very awkward...... The game was suspended for twenty minutes...... "Don't say anything, gather forces after the timeout!" Our overall strength is much worse than that of the American team! Be careful in the next battle! ”

The expression on the bandit's face was cloudy, and there seemed to be some reluctance.

"Bandit, I really don't understand, we just had a fight because of a misunderstanding, why do you have such a big opinion about me, I don't seem to have done anything to be sorry for you." Zhang Mu shook his head, in this group of people, the only ones who have the biggest opinion on themselves are Lao Gun and the bandit.

The bandit said in an urn voice: "If you pry the corner of Lao Tzu's wall, it's not sorry for me......"

"Pry into your corner?" Zhang Mu was stunned, where should he start?

The bandit wondered, "You didn't?" ”

"What do I have? I just want to play the tournament and win the prize! Is this also a corner of the wall? ”

"This, this?!"

"Fuck a fucking stinking bitch! Lao Tzu gave her his whole heart, and she actually lied to me! The bandits stared at the fantasy of the battle on the sidelines, and their faces were full of anger. At the same time, I was very ashamed in my heart, and I was really obsessed with lust...... Seeing that there were 5 minutes left in the timeout, Zhang Mu stood up and shouted: "Don't worry, it's only a few hundred thousand troops, believe me, we will definitely win!" Just unite! No one can beat us! ”

"That's right! Unite! Ding Wei stood up, and then the night romance, the fat man, Deng Jie, and Bao Ye stood up one after another, and even the flames and bandits who strongly opposed Zhang Mudang as the commander-in-chief at the beginning also stood up from their positions.

"After all, there is a difference of hundreds of thousands of troops, can we really win?" This is Zhang Mu's true thoughts, to be honest, the odds of winning are no more than 50%...

(To be continued)