Chapter 126: I'll tear 4, you'll tear 1

"After receiving a considerable number of tips, the tavern owner whispered: 'There is a witch's hut in the southwest. If you are willing to help me with 'greetings' the witches who live there, I am willing to give you '...'."

"Oh! No!" Zhang Mu looked at the hidden mission that emerged from the tavern, and was amused and crying. He just wanted to find out the power distribution of players in this map from the tavern. Who would have thought that this damn Level 1 tavern owner would have another mission?

To be honest, Zhang Mu really doesn't take the tavern task seriously, not because he thinks the rewards given by the tavern task are not good, but because he is too busy every day. In addition to making resources under the strategic map, he also has to go back to the rpg map from time to time to help people pass the 2nd transfer mission. Since he destroyed the Chou Niu and confirmed his dominance in the third-level map, the tavern is the first time he has come back.

"God bless the lazy guy!" Zhang Mu gnawed bread and controlled Meng Gangban to rush out of the city. The troops in two days were also replenished into the army bar. In order to ensure that the town was not harassed by the guerrillas or local warlords, he also specially asked the deputy hero to run here from the second-level map 108,000 miles away. Of course, the dragon fly and big lizard archers just produced in the swamp city of the third-level map should still be recruited by the way. As for the unupgraded army, the unsigned army has not even had the signature characteristic "glimpse", so he had to put it in the city first to stock up on the number. No matter how powerful the characteristics of the army and how powerful the surrounding area is, taking it out to fight a war is a word of death.

After looking at the task limit of 24 hours, Zhang Mu did not hesitate and ran southwest.

(Taoguan tasks are divided into three categories: treasure hunting, monster killing, and people searching. The rewards for tasks with time limits are higher than those of ordinary tasks.)

After walking for half an hour, a player suddenly had a secret chat with him entering the dialog box: "Oh, Brother Twelve Wings, are you here too? Damn, what a strong force!"

Zhang Mu looked at the player's game id and immediately laughed. Isn't this the "always calm" who uses the key elves to advertise for himself? This kid has also entered the 4th level map?

"Haha! It's you, shit!" Zhang Mu laughed.

He always smiled calmly and scolded: "Damn it, don't call me shit, it's so ugly. Twelve brother, can you do me a favor? I've been suppressed so badly these days, and all the soldiers are dead. Can you help me destroy the temple that is arrogant in my town? Don't worry, his soldiers are fighting with me, and the total number of troops of each level will never exceed 300."

"Oh, then I'll call you 'Oops', sign a Class A covenant and share the map." Without knowing the specific strength of the enemy, Zhang Mu did not rashly agree to his request.

After the signing of a month, the surrounding black fog gradually faded and disappeared. A known domain that was not big or small appeared. In this domain, there were 3 towns, 1 neutral swamp town, and 2 player towns, not far from Shit Orange Town. Sure enough, there was a Holy Temple town. Right clicked in. Just like Shit Orange said, there was no sharpshooter, no shield infantry, but there were unknown number of crusaders and unupgraded griffins.

Shit eggs are even more unlucky, with only two arms, "Centaur Shooter" and "Gogun Warrior".

"It's so miserable. You unlucky guy, won't you find a few friends to play games?" Zhang Mu moved up the road. 'Take your life while you are sick' is a topic of the hero. Don't mention this is a temple that has a grudge against him. Even if it's other players he doesn't know, Zhang Mu will still trample him.

Being kind to your enemies means being cruel to yourself.

Shitdan threw out a crying expression: "I am a standard 'dead home clan', no friend... Oh, I signed a League with a guy on the 3rd level map, but the next day he was beaten back to level 1 by someone else in the town and took the heroes... I went to level 4 to escape..."

"Okay, okay, stop complaining. I will demolish the buildings in Temple Town. How about you demolish them?" Zhang Mu asked with a smile.

"Okay, I have no objection to you if you dismantle it all! The main purpose is to expose the anger in my heart!" Shidan nodded immediately.

Zhang Mu laughed: "Then I will tear it all..."

"Don't, Twelve Brother, you can't be too thick and dark, keep it, keep it." Shit Dan was anxious.

At around 1 pm, after lunch, Zhang Mu returned to the game and successfully accepted the arrogant town of the Temple. He only lost 50 sharpshooters and a few shield infantry in the entire battle.

The Temple's Aoku only has more than 300 troops, 150 shield infantry, 130 elite crusaders, and 30 griffons. To put it bluntly, this thing is not enough for Zhang Musai to have a gap in his teeth. Another important reason is that the Temple's Aoku's military forces are hosted by computers.

"Twelfth brother, I'll follow you in the future... It's so damn strong. What hero are you using? Also, isn't the Golden Bull a military branch of the swamp clan? Why do you have so many..." Shitan said it bluntly, just an ordinary hero rookie. When have you ever seen such a luxurious formation? Only if you are not surprised can you have ghosts.

After Zhang Mu skillfully demolished high-resource buildings such as the "Griffin Castle", he retreated from the town, ran to the southwest, and replied: "Well, this is a military secret. Go and demolish it quickly. The highest resource should be his Level 3 Cross Barracks."

"Hehehehe, OK, I won't ask anymore! It's so good! Thanks, Twelve Brother!"

"Well, I have good things, right?"

"Congratulations to the boss for obtaining the qualification to advance to the event!" Temple Kuangao was holding a beer glass to toast. He was a 26-7-year-old man. He was a bit fierce and vicious, 1.75 tall and sturdy.

"Haha, come on, cheers!" Lao Geng was in a good mood and ran into everyone one by one. The 13 people at the dinner table were all "old comrades" who had been with him for many years. Although they had different professions and different personalities, they gathered them together because of online games. In comparison, they were much happier than the shit eggs who were alone.

"Kill the Twelve Wings and get the 500,000 bonus!" The prince slapped the table and shouted.

"Haha!" Lao Gun laughed wildly, he twisted his right arm and snorted: "My purpose is the 500,000 US dollars. When it comes to the finals, it depends on his own strength and operation. The 12 Wings guy has good commands, and the number of level 5 war eagles is also scary, but he also has fatal flaws."

"What are the shortcomings?" asked the young man next to him.

"Hahahaha, he does not have long-range firepower output! During the melee, protecting long-range firepower can obtain a lot of military merits. You kid won’t even have this common sense, right?" Lao Gun took a sip of beer proudly. Speaking of the firepower output in the early stage of the game, which army is better than the "elite hunter" of the Shang Forest Clan?

Elite Hunter: The third-level hidden troops in the forest, a very powerful long-range troops, which is a nightmare for all slow and medium-speed soldiers! Features: Double-shot shooting.

"Don't be crazy about me...I'm just a legend..." (Cell phone ringtone)
Chapter completed!