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Chapter 772 Plan, break the plan!

Chapter 772: Plan, breaking the plan!

With the same equipment, the power that the boss can exert in the hands of different players is completely different.

The three major warriors, the Hell White Pig, seemed to have transformed into four mountains that cannot be crossed by mortals. No matter how Wu army charges, they can never move forward even a single step.

In just a few minutes, more than a thousand high-level troops had died at their feet.

"Too strong!"

At this time, the domineering Yun Tian was completely stunned and said these three words repeatedly. Apart from these three words, he really couldn't find anything to describe Zhang Mu.

The Wu army regarded his Longcheng defenders as scrap iron, but Zhang Mu regarded the Wu army as grass!

"What did the boss go crazy before? He actually had a conflict with the Twelve Wings..." The inexplicable thoughts penetrated into the domineering Yuntian's head.

"Bimon Legion! Come on!" Sun Quan became more and more angry as he fought. After thinking about it for a while, he finally decided to use the elite legion that the Wu army had been hiding behind.

It is a legion of 3,000 teams of 5,000 units of Behemoth, an existence that players jokingly call the "crushing machine"!

What is a Behemoth? It is the 10th-level army with the strongest defense, the strongest attack and the strongest vitality!

Among the nine clans, although Bimon's status is not as good as that of the Archangel, he is also a super strong soldier in the top three!

The Wu soldiers on the front line tacitly made way for the Bemon Legion. Immediately afterwards, hundreds of white-haired Bemon twisted their clumsy bodies and walked slowly towards Zhang Mu.

Although Behemoth is strong, it also has its flaws and weaknesses. Compared with other 10-level soldiers of the Nine Clans, its speed is really unbearable...

(Bimon: Rush, Titans are slower than me!)

(Titan: Get out, I'm remote...)

(Hydra dry cough: We didn't hear anything.)

"So many behemoths, it seems that Wei, Shu and Wu have invested enough money to attack Longcheng." Zhang Mu frowned slightly and raised his hand to pick up all the troops hidden in the golden tent.

The light column kept flashing out from the feet of the colorful Phoenix King. After Zhang Mu dispatched all combat troops from the tent, the defenders of Longcheng and members of the Wu army couldn't help but exclaimed in surprise.

"***, how is this the fuck possible?"

"Am I dazzled? How could he have..."

"Can you use a modifier in "Heroes Invincible"? No?" Domineering Yuntian tried his best to gaze at his eyelids.

Team 20 has 80,000 units of dark vengeance!

Dark Grudge: Neutral 8th-level army, with excellent melee attack ability, slow speed, recruitment place - Dark Altar. (See Chapter 496 for details.)

"The 8th-level neutral army, a total of 1.6 million units. I don't believe it, absolutely not! He can't have so many... Ah! I understand!" Sun Quan seemed to think of something and whispered: "He must have used the 'mirror art' (a medium and high-level magic that replicates the army,). The Bemon Legion, don't be afraid, rush up and destroy them!"

The words woke up the dreamer. After hearing Sun Quan's call, the shocked look on his face dissipated, and replaced by a surge of surging anger.

Damn Twelve-winged Angel, he dared to scare me with the "mirrors" troops!

Seeing that the Bemon army was getting closer and closer to his dark resentment spirit, Zhang Mu grinned and said, "Is it mirrored... You will know later..."

The Bemon army and the Dark Grievance Legion collided in a few minutes.

"Ao!" "Ao!" "Ao!"

The shrill screams of the Great Behemoths turned into invisible daggers and deeply stabbed the hearts of the elite Wu army.

Looking at the big Bimon who fell to the ground and died in pieces, the famous Wu army general with the game id "Zhang Zhao" turned even more ugly.

"It's not a mirror, it's all true... The dark grudge spirit of the 8th-level army, a total of 1.6 million!"

Sun Quan clenched his fists, and now there was only blood in his eyes, which were full of wisdom. He angrily said: "Titans! Come on!"

"Yes!" hundreds of people responded in unison.

The Bemon Legion, Titan Legion and Black Dragon Legion are the most powerful combat troops brought by the Wu army this time. Originally, Sun Quan did not intend to use these guild resources and only won with level 7 to 8 troops, but judging from the current situation, it would be impossible not to use them.

"One person of Twelve Wings can actually hold up to tens of thousands of elite troops of our Wu army. If this is spread, where will we put our faces? Attack me with all my strength! Kill him! Kill him!"

Listening to the roars and roars coming from his ears, all the famous generals of the Wu army were silent. Have they ever seen Sun Quan get such a big fire?

"The behemoth is not enough, Titan is coming again... Humph, you only have a long range, am I not?" Zhang Mu sneered, the shattered crossbow was loaded and aimed at the distance.

"Brother, they have found their granary. The old fox Sun Quan made a few moves and actually built the granary in the woods and sent thousands of people to defend." The fat man suddenly spoke.

"Do it in five minutes, destroy the defenders and destroy the food! As long as the food is gone, they can't help but withdraw their troops!" Zhang Mu said with a smile.

"It's so damn! Let's cover this matter with me." The fat man patted his chest hard.

"A Mu, Da Ben, A Shu, once the fat man takes action, Sun Quan will definitely send high-speed flight troops back to defense, and the interception mission will be handed over to you."

"Don't worry, I will never let them pass..." The deity said calmly.

The main battlefield of Chinatown-

"Not good...Not good!" Zhuge Liang tried hard to touch his palm, and the expression on his face became more and more serious as time went by.

Liu Bei said strangely: "Military advisor, what's wrong with you? Why are you frowning?"

"I can't say it, but I have a very bad premonition that something is going to happen!"

"The military advisor is really suspicious all day long... No wonder he has white hair at a young age." Liu Bei complained in his heart and comforted him: "Military advisor, don't think too much, nothing can happen. Look, although Chinatown and Dragon Society are united, they can only draw with us..."

Zhuge Liang waved his hand hard: "No, I'm not talking about this, but Longcheng, Wu Jun..."

"Wu Army? Sun Quan is there to be the commander-in-chief, what else do you have to worry about?" Liu Bei was puzzled.

"There are no more top commanders in Chinatown in the city. If I guess correctly, they should be with the 'Twelve-Winged Angel'..."

Liu Bei smiled: "The military advisor is saying, "I am the one who is in the myth, Amu, Huang Quan and the others, haha! These people are okay to command the battle of the army. When it comes to individual combat capabilities, they may not be able to compare with the famous generals of the Wu army. They are at the same level as "Lu Meng"... What if they are with Twelve Wings? Can they still make a big fuss?"

Zhuge Liang ignored him and stared at Zhang Mu on the screen who was fighting against tens of thousands of Wu soldiers alone.
Chapter completed!
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