Zhang Peng also didn't notice the airdrop at all. Because in this frenzied peak state, in a continuous multi-line duel, Murong Na's disturbance with only two tanks was like a cluster of flames in a brilliant fireworks, which did not attract much attention from Zhang Peng at all, he just subconsciously sent a transport plane over to dissolve it.

After Murong's large-scale airdrop of Zhang Peng's base was broken by his lightning soldiers, the next wave of attacks did not attract much attention from Zhang Peng.

This time Murong attacked, only two transport planes and four tanks.

Because the target of the attack was Zhang Peng's highland again, Murong's two transport planes had almost just arrived at that highland, and Zhang Peng's two transport planes had already appeared there with four dragoons.

Zhang Peng threw the dragoon down in an instant, and then began to put away the dragoon's work, while he was doing this, the troops in the base had also begun to concentrate, preparing for a large-scale counterattack against Murong.

But what Zhang Peng didn't expect was that he suddenly found that several dragoons on his high ground were killed by Murong in an instant, and Murong's four tanks only hung up one!

"What's going on?"

Although Zhang Peng's extremely fast reaction speed allowed him to pull out the peasants in the sub-base in time, and used the transport plane to throw up another batch of troops, forcing Murong's two transport planes to run away immediately. But the battle in this place, for unknown reasons, made Zhang Peng's heart tremble.

Although his heart was shocked, Zhang Peng's large-scale counterattack still did not pause at all. With the cooperation of two transport planes, his troops carried out a strong assault on Murong's sub-base.

The intensity of the battle made the people in the stands forget about themselves, although Murong's defense line was very good, but Zhang Peng's forces had the advantage, and under Zhang Peng's blow, his defensive troops were almost completely gone. And at this time, Murong's main mine is almost gone, and he has no possibility of opening the mine at present, as long as it takes a few minutes, he will be in danger of running out of ammunition and food.

The balance of victory seems to have been completely tilted in favor of Zhang Peng.

But at this time, Zhang Peng's heart chuckled again.

Because at the moment when his two empty transport planes retreated, he suddenly saw that there was just a group of troops in Murong's heavy industry.

Originally, Murong's troops were already outside of Zhang Peng's blow, and they were almost wiped out. But at this time, he happened to create a group of troops.

As soon as this group of troops appeared, his counterattack began.

From defense to counter-attack, there is no pause, which would not have been possible without very precise control of timing and economic distribution.

Zhang Peng was shocked by Murong's strength again, and at this time, no one dared to underestimate Murong from all the materials who watched this game. Even the few people who were watching this game, known as the strongest physical heat system in Zhongda, even felt that it was difficult to breathe. Because even if they were just watching the game, they all felt the pressure brought to them by Murong.

Several of Murong's transport planes immediately flew out with full troops.

At this time, the referee who stood aside as the referee of Guo Xixi and Books couldn't help but come over to remind Guo Xixi and Books, because she and Books had been delayed for a long time, and many people had already played the fourth game, but the two of them were still watching here... But at this time, the animal who served as the referee was also frozen!

Four-line!

No one expected that at this time, several of Murong's transport planes would fly to Zhang Peng's base in four directions.

"How is this possible!" Many people in the stands stood up involuntarily, because these people knew very well how much difference there was between the fourth-line and the third-line masters, which could only be played by the top masters at the professional level.

But when they stood up, they suddenly found that Murong's work had indeed reached its limit, and at this time, in the strict sense, what he used could not be regarded as a real four-line work.

This is because no matter how many lines of work are discussed, first of all, when these troops outside are being worked out, the development in the base cannot be stopped.

For example, when the third-line warlord commands three troops to fight outside at the same time, he requires the author to effectively control the anti-war in his own base, making peasants, soldiers, and buildings. None of these can be pulled down. But now Murong, when he was controlling these parts of the army, his base had come to a standstill. He no longer has the ability to dedicate a part of the work to the development of the base.

And his troops are now very small, except for one of the two transports on one of the routes, the rest of the three lines have only one transport. With such a small number of troops, his four-line control this time looks very scattered, which is completely different from the control of the four large forces of many top masters, and it looks a bit nondescript.

Is such a scattered and nondescript four-front counterattack useful?

The vast majority of people thought that Murong had exhausted his donkey skills, and this was just his last dying counterattack.

Everyone saw that Zhang Peng's troops quickly met these transport planes. Zhang Peng's reconnaissance made the movement routes of these transport planes all under his control, and the number of his troops was superior to that of Murong.

Is it time to decide the winner?! The feeling of this moment is unusually real.

Zhang Peng's troops, and Murong's counterattacking troops, collided with each other.

However, what almost everyone didn't expect was that among the four lines, Zhang Peng was defeated in the third line!

How can it be!

When there was an uproar in the stands, Zhang Peng's mind boomed, and it was blank!

Murong, who won the victory in the duel on the third line, immediately joined forces and forcibly occupied Zhang Peng's high ground, but in an instant, Zhang Peng's sub-base disappeared in the artillery fire of Murong's Terran troops.

Zhang Peng's fingers froze on both the keyboard and the mouse.

It's like going from heaven to hell!

Zhang Peng can't afford to lose, but he hasn't figured out where he lost until now. Is it because his actions and reactions are not as good as Murong's? Is it because the army is inferior to Murong? Neither! The four-line duel just now has just reached the limit of Zhang Peng's work. He did not lose control of any of the fronts at all, and the distribution of troops on his fourth line was not weaker than Murong's.

But he still suffered a rout on three of the fronts! This feeling of losing inexplicably made him feel as if his chest was full of things.

He even forgot to hit gg! He just watched blankly as Murong's troops rushed into his main base.

With a bang, when Murong's troops rushed into Zhang Peng's base, most of the spectators in the stands reacted to what was going on.

And at this time, everyone saw Murong raise his head coldly. He didn't make any moves this time, but all the people in the material department could already see that his eyes were full of arrogance and disdain. This look even made everyone in the material department feel a burning sensation in their souls, and everyone felt a hot sting. A lot of them couldn't help but shout, "Look what! Isn't it just a fluke to win?! ”

But their voices were immediately drowned out by the frantic cheers of all the people who stood up.

It seems that at this moment, the humiliation suffered by hundreds of people in the Electromechanical Institute in these many days suddenly exploded like a volcanic eruption.

"Who is the real newcomer king?"

Such a voice overwhelms any and all rebuttals.

In such a huge hustle and bustle, Guo looked at Zhang Peng, who was sitting there motionless. At this time, Zhang Peng's figure looked extremely pathetic. At this time, Guo Xixi didn't know what mood she was in, and at this moment, her mind was also blank.

She didn't even hear Books beside her keep shouting, "How is that possible! What's going on! ”

At this time, the referee, who had been waiting for her and books for a long time, exhaled and walked over. He reminded Guo that it was time for her to play.

shouted twice, but Guo Xixi didn't respond, so the referee shouted louder.

"Scream a ghost!" But he didn't expect that when Guo Xixian turned his head, he shouted directly: "Can't I abstain?" Can't you play this game if you don't play? ”

“…”

"Guo Xixi, what are you doing!" Wu Yingda on the side immediately walked over, and he said to Guo carefully: "Anyway, it's not a decisive victory!" Zhang Peng: He still has a chance! With that, he immediately said to the referee: "It's okay, she's going right away, she's joking with you." ”

If a man called the referee that, the referee might have disqualified him from the game on the spot, but Guo Xixi was a girl, he didn't expect Guo Xixian to look like this, maybe it was the angry and sad look on Guo Xixi's face that scared him, and when he heard Wu Yingda say this, he immediately nodded and said, "Forget it, it's okay to fight after a while..."