Chapter 331: Uncle Mu's 'Cannon'
"What the hell is this ballista? Or a ballista? Strange thoughts came to everyone's minds.
The mythical wound who happened to be wandering in the strategic map saw that Zhang Mu was attacked, and immediately entered the spectator mode, and when he saw that all of Zhang Mu's troops were dead, and only 200 repentant priests were left, he exclaimed: "Twelve! With such a small number of troops, what are you going to fight with him? Surrender! ”
As soon as these words came out, everyone in the strategic map looked for Zhang Mu's whereabouts, but Zhang Mu was the president of Chinatown, and the president was attacked, is this worth it? Isn't that tantamount to a loud slap in the mouth?
After 5 seconds, the mythical wound fell silent, his eyes fixed on Zhang Mu's ballista.
Sou! Sou! Sou! Sou!
The armor-piercing ballista originally had an attack power much higher than that of ordinary ballistas, and now with the addition of the first-line hero cannon with the 'Ballista Specialty' and the 'Level 10 Ballista Talent', the power has multiplied several times, and under the attack of the Ballista, there is hardly any team in the team of Indian Ah San who can stall 11 black crossbow arrows in a row! Not for any class!
"No, it can't be! No matter how powerful it is, it's just a ballista, how can it have such a strong attack power? "The Indian player scolded in anger, but he was not stupid, and immediately aimed all his long-range fire at Zhang Mu's Confessional Priest, and the hero also condensed magic in his hand, preparing to destroy Zhang Mu's only unit, the 'Confessional Priest!'
This is a rule in Heroes of Invincibility, when all the player's classes are killed, the battle is counted as a failure, and all remaining war machines on the battlefield will be damaged, and there is a chance to disappear and be plundered. In other words, as long as you can take out Zhang Mu's 200 Confessional Priests and those cannon fodder units hiding in the marching tent, this Indian player will win!
"Thaumaturgy!" The Grid Cannon is a magic idiot 100 times more idiot than Meng Gangban, however, when equipped with the Pendant from the Center of the Earth, it can be used, and when this circle of red light covers the Confessional Priest, any magic blow becomes neutralized.
Confessional Priest Defense!
As we all know, the elemental race is the race with the most range, and they are the weakest of the nine races in terms of offensive and defensive capabilities, and their strength is magic! However, this 'geocentric thaumaturgy' completely restrained the play of magic, and he was full of magic, but he couldn't use it, which made the Indian player almost vomit blood in anger, and had no choice but to bombard Zhang Mu's armor-piercing ballista with a series of fireballs without pain.
"You... Where's your class? And what the hell is this ballista? "The deity loves long-range troops very much, when he saw Zhang Mu's ballista, his jealous eyes were on fire, this thing can be called a 'killing machine', 'artifact', 'super long-range troops', but it shouldn't be called a ballista...... It's more powerful than anyone knows! It's strong against the sky!
"Hey, hey, hey, hey." Zhang Mu rubbed his chin and smiled darkly: "The armor-piercing essence ballista... This is the war machine I traded for all my troops, how about it, right? ”
As he spoke, the black crossbow arrows that formed a straight line destroyed another 2,000 units of the opponent's 'Thunder Element'. (When the hero carrying the Ballista reaches level 5, the ballista talent can be automatically controlled by the player and the attacking unit is selected, just like other war machines, including siege vehicles.) "It's too fierce...", the little brother watching the battle was almost dumbfounded, and couldn't help but shout.
After 10 rounds of fighting, the Confessional Priest's 'Thaumaturgy' effect was finally gone, and all of the opposing team's main units were shot to ashes.
"Good, good! Good!! I'm going to make a decision on this ballista of yours! "Indian players saw that Zhang Mu's Confessional Priest had lost the magic immunity effect, and instantly split out the 'Titan Divine Thunder', and had to admit that the magic growth of the Elemental Clan hero was too high, and this divine thunder actually killed Zhang Mu's Confessional Priest of nearly 50 units at once!
"Titan God Thunder? How could he have this kind of magic? "Everyone was shocked, there are not many people who can upgrade the magic tower to level 5 at this stage, not that there are none, but there are too few, and most of them are used to develop towns and barracks.
"Humph! No matter how hard you struggle, it's useless! Zhang Mu said coldly: "Your main class has died, the remaining teams are all cannon fodder, my ballista can shoot 11 crossbow arrows per round, do you think you have a chance?" ”
The Indian player gritted his teeth and said, "Don't talk big, your Confessional Priest only has 100 units left, and within two rounds, you will definitely lose!" ”
As soon as the words fell, the black crossbow arrows spread out in an oval shape, nailing them to the remaining units of Indian players, the bodies of these troops were transparent, broken, and dismembered, that is, no one survived, all of them were cannon fodder of 1~10 units, and it was strange if they didn't die.
"When the Ballista talent reaches level 10, the Ballista will have two attacks, one is a group attack, and the other is a concentrated attack, and I am using a group attack now, two rounds? I'm afraid you don't have a chance! Zhang Mu crackled this row of small characters at the same time as the class fell.
"Haha! Idiot! Do you think that's all I have to offer? The Indian player laughed wildly, and when the last team of fire elementals fell, the marching tent appeared on the screen, and out of the tent came out of the tent 4 teams of troops, namely 1100 units of centaur marksmen, 300 great axemen, 200 berserkers, and 100 slaughterers.
Elemental-based, orc-supplemented, dual-class troops.
Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "Don't struggle, do you think you have a marching tent in the world?" ”
"What... What the? ”
In the third round of the Indian player's marching tent, Zhang Mu's confessional priest was cleaved to pieces by the Titan God Thunder and Thunderbolt Lightning, and the dragon flies and monitor lizard cannon fodder that appeared later became the heroes of this battle.
"I'll fight with you!" The Indian player raised his hand and unleashed a 'chain of lightning', and under the attack of the extremely high magic output, the dragonflies were all killed, and the monitor lizards were only left with a pitiful 10.
"No, no! My reels!! "There was a terrible scream from a residential house in a city in India - Indian parents who were laying out blankets and praying downstairs frowned and looked up.
It was a brilliant victory!
Looking at the captured loot, Zhang Mu smiled again, it turned out that he still had this kind of good thing on his body - "Titan Divine Thunder Magic Scroll, which can be used 3 times in a battle, the higher the hero's magic power, the stronger the damage of the divine thunder!" ”
Zhang Mu quickly divided the 10 monitor lizards, and then ran towards the direction of the town without looking back, and the whole body was left with monitor lizards except for the armor-pierced ballista, and if he met another player at this time, he would definitely die! A single AOE group attack spell can destroy him.
The troops returned to the pre-liberation period overnight, but Zhang Mu himself did not feel pity at all.
A few minutes later, Zhang Mu's hearty laughter came from Studio Twelve, and the joy mixed in the laughter was probably only known to Zhang Mu.
"3 million, buy your ballista."
"Big Ben..."
"What?"
"Don't come to this set, don't talk about it!"
"Shh
(To be continued)