Chapter 333: Inverse Triangle Array

When Zhang Mu led the army of Chinatown to re-emerge into the ancient battlefield, the elite players from other areas who were huddling in small corners to level up all the eyes wide open and carefully retreated to the portal to avoid the fire in the city gate and the fish in the pond.

"Hahahaha, Twelve Wings, I've been waiting for you for a long time!" Seeing Zhang Mu come in, the Frozen Silkworm laughed loudly. He had absolute confidence to beat Zhang Mu. After all, their Frozen Temple had a certain advantage in terms of number of people.

Zhang Mu doesn't like nonsense. Whether before or after rebirth, Zhang Mu doesn't like to talk nonsense. As long as he is not maliciously provoked, few people can hear curses from Zhang Mu's mouth.

Zhang Mu shrugged. When the two armies were advancing unstoppable and about to crash into the combat space, he divided the entire legion into three echelons. This is also the most famous "anti-triangle formation" in the field of the guild. Combining the three forces to attack the enemy legion often makes the enemy's troops unable to look after each other, but it can cause a huge blow to the enemy's long-range troops and support. The flaw is that since the anti-triangle formation has drawn 2/3 of its troops for double-angle attacks, the echelons that confront the enemy's army head-on will have to bear great pressure. Without particularly strong strength, the formation will not be able to exert its strength, and there is still a danger of being defeated by each one.

"Da Ben, Ahsan, I'll leave it to you..." Zhang Mu said in a low voice.

"Um."

In the field battle of the guild, he can especially use the commander's imagination. Zhang Mu, who has two years of rebirth of knowledge, has more than a thousand tactics in his stomach. He has fought more battles like this.

Battle space—

This is a gloomy forest covered by dark clouds. The battlefield is extremely vast and can't be seen at first sight. There are rotten birds flying by in the sky. The atmosphere at the scene is quite strange. The ground in this battlefield is not the flat river before. There are many circular concave corners and huge rock obstacles. If you accidentally get stuck in it, you will be stuck in it.

"The natural environment here is pretty good." Zhang Mu chuckled and hurriedly directed more than 400 players to form a formation to prepare for the frontal attack of the Ice Temple.

About ten minutes later, the army of the Frozen Temple rushed to the distance. The visitors were fierce and the main force of the Frozen Temple was rushing in front!

"Hold for 10 rounds and we can counterattack..." Zhang Mu pondered.

The entire army's offense is the most direct and stupidest tactic. The ice silkworm has the ability to be a president, but it does not have the ability to be a commander. This is related to his lack of guild battle experience, but he cannot be blamed. After all, not everyone has the experience of rebirth like Zhang Mu.

"Capture the king first! The twelve wings are in the middle of the team! Kill him!" Someone shouted in the channel, and the high-speed flying army griffin actually escaped the blessing of the large army and rushed over.

"Fuck, who is so idiotic? You don't even let go of the gain magic, go up and die!" The ice-crossing silkworm cursed angrily. As soon as he finished speaking, this team of extremely "brave" griffins were beaten to ashes, and its beautiful feathers were floating around in the air.

"Stop! Everyone adds buffs! Listen to my orders to charge!"

Countless buff magics blessed various troops as the hero waved his arms.

"Strange, why are they so many people?" Old Gun of the Temple murmured to himself, and Kuanglong also felt something was wrong. Logically speaking, the number of people in their Chinatown should be far more than those in front of him. Where did the rest of the people have been hidden by them?

As soon as the Kuanglong was about to ask, the ice-crossing silkworm launched an order to attack the entire army.

In addition to the nine clans of soldiers, there are many neutral soldiers that even Zhang Mu has never seen before.

As the map rank continues to increase, various neutral military races have also entered the eyes of players one by one. These neutral military groups often have natural defects, but are outstanding in one aspect. For example, the "Bright Golden Ankylos" led by Kuanglong Pavilion and others. This military group is the freak among them. They can attack from afar and defend near each other. The defect is that their resistance to magic is less than or equal to zero.

"If you have any tricks, use them. Don't give me face. Ranking, take the lead in attacking their flying soldiers. Don't let them get close!" Zhang Mu slapped his keyboard wildly. The black crossbow arrows shot from the armored crossbow truck were stronger than the magic performed by any player on the scene!

"The melee troops will do their best to protect the president!" After the words came to the ground, hundreds of melee soldiers formed a huge barrier beside Zhang Mu.

Zhang Mu shook his head and said, "There is no need to protect me. Any war machine that died in the guild battle can be resurrected with contribution..."

"How can that be done? Twelve Brother, you are the boss of our Chinatown. You will never be allowed to be attacked until our troops die!" This sentence is not true or false, and it is like a warm current in your ears, wandering around along Zhang Mu's limbs and bones. It is a feeling of happiness.

The troops of both sides instantly strangled together, fighting hard to resolve. The magic of group attacks spread overwhelmingly on the melee soldiers who were fighting, and the heaven and earth changed their expressions.

"Big Ben, Ah-sin!" Zhang Mu shouted.

"We'll be there!"

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"Die their small group of soldiers quickly. Their numbers will never be that small. There must be ambush! - What kind of crossbow chariot is using in Twelve Wings? Why does it hurt so much to hit me?"

The large army of bright golden-armored dragons led by the Crazy Dragon and the subordinates ruthlessly crushed the ground troops on Zhang Mu's side. High defense, high blood, high attack, ordinary 4-5th-level troops were not their opponents at all. If some of the players in Zhang Mu's team were the Ghost Vampire Legion and used the powerful vitality of the vampire to block these big guys for a while, they might have rushed in by them.

No matter how strong the player's individual combat ability is, he is so pale and powerless in front of troops far exceeding his own. After 4 to 5 rounds of battle, most of the hand-to-hand combat troops that protected Zhang Mu had been killed, and the long-range troops in the rear were also attacked and slaughtered by the flying troops. If it weren't for Zhang Mu's armored crossbow truck sneaking into the crowd, the losses of the long-range troops would have doubled.

"Boss, they really have an ambush! Behind us, on the left! It is the army led by mythical wounds!" said the little devil in anger.

"Don't panic! Old gun, take your people to deal with mythical wounds!" said the Frozen Silkworm.

"There are also on the right! My team! If we don't turn back and reinforce quickly, our support and range will be gone!"

"The number of people is less than us, and they dare to divide the troops into three groups! I really don't know if this twelve wings is an idiot or a genius!" Frozen Silkworm said annoyedly: "The first echelon left 200 people to continue attacking head-on, and the others retreated and tried their best to deal with the ambush!"
Chapter completed!