Chapter 871: Promotion! One-star general!

With one's own strength, no one has ever done such a feat except Zhang Mu.

Countless pairs of eyes watched Zhang Mu's boss killing seven in and seven out of the enemy group. In just over a dozen minutes, thousands of siege troops were cut into pieces, burned to ashes, and frozen into ice.

Seeing this, the players stationed in Yanhuang were red in their eyes and they wanted to lead their troops out to assist Zhang Mu and fight with him. However, the military orders were in place, and those who left the city without authorization were immediately "exited their household registration". In desperation, they had to pull their throats and cheer for Zhang Mu, which was enough to do their best.

"Damn it, boss! You are so fierce! I'll pay homage to you if I don't worship 'Brother Chun' in the future!" This is a group of passionate men.

"Please hook up! Please date! Please merge!" This is a group of crazy female members who are confused by Zhang Mu.

...

Almost everyone present cheered for Zhang Mu alone!

However, they did not know the inner distress of Zhang Mu, who personally directed such a war that could offset tens of millions of people.

"The Chinese Wing's best work is a little too far behind..." Di Valen said softly and said softly.

When the two sides had just fought, Zhang Mu controlled more than ten bosses in an orderly manner, and he forced millions of enemies to block him with his own strength. However, as time went by, the siege troops were constantly killed and replaced, and various troops were constantly renovated. Masters like Zhang Mu began to appear a little busy.

Controlling bosses is different from controlling troops. No matter how high-level troops are, there are only a few active skills used to use, while bosses are different. Not to mention the many skills, the cooling time will be long and short.

Think about it, the ten battle puppet bosses, Jie Ba, and Eight-armed generals, together, there are a total of twelve bosses. How many skills do you have? Even if Zhang Mu can transform into an 'octopus', he will be too busy to grow a few more arms.

The chaos in the game is second, and the most important thing is that the more siege troops fight, they are almost endless to kill.

Kill one team and rush up to ten teams!

Kill ten teams and rush up a bunch!

Facing the tide, he could not kill all the enemy troops, although Zhang Mu did not admit it, the feeling of being unable to do anything and being exhausted to deal with it suddenly enveloped him.

"How great would it be if the ten bosses in the 'Bao Ou Picture' were separated...?" Zhang Mu sighed. In this way, at least someone could relieve the pressure on him.

The battle lasted for another twenty minutes—

At this time, there were still forty minutes before Zhang Mu's ideal time. The Yanhuang king's unit was not enough, and only 20 million were recovered!

Zhang Mu fought and retreated, getting closer and closer to the Yanhuang Kingdom behind him. He could even hear the noise in Yanhuang's country like a vegetable market without even turning back.

"It won't work if this continues..." Zhang Mu's arm felt like he was about to break. If four insignificant "battle puppets" had not died during the battle, his arm would have been broken long ago.

"Stand for a while!" The sound of the God of Heaven and Tang Xuan appeared on the battlefield for the third time. Every time Tang Xuan appears, it can relieve Zhang Mu of a certain burden.

"I'm afraid it won't work anymore, I can't help it..." Zhang Mu gritted his teeth, waved his arms numbly, and mechanized the few remaining bosses in the team.

"Don't give up so quickly! As the king of the country, you have started to say depressed words. What should Yanhuang Kingdom do?"

Zhang Mu looked at Tang Xuan with a wry smile, "I didn't say anything discouraged...I am...to be honest..."

"I think of a way to see if I can lead them away." Tang Xuan was not idle in her hands while speaking, so she controlled the Heavenly Fighting God to run to the right.

"Don't run around, it's useless! I've tried it just now. Even if I successfully attract hatred, it's just a small group of troops, and it's not helpful to the next defensive battle." Zhang Mu stopped drinking Tang Xuan and said, "Please carry it with me honestly. I have a 'Pastor Battle Doll', which can help you with the treatment unit."

"Bastard, this task of defending the country is really difficult!" Tang Xuan cursed angrily.

Before I knew it, another ten-like thing passed-

‘Wow!’ The extremely brave Jie Ba finally sacrificed his life under the Titans’ collection. The Temple of War Gods in Yanhuang was shattered in a bang. While Jie Ba was bang, he also disappeared.

Jie Ba has no chance to be resurrected!

"You can use the 'immortal aria' again. The Yanhuang king has less than 30 million units... The chance of defending their attack this time is less than 40%. Zhang Mu was really anxious now, and his sweat quietly soaked his clothes.

At this time, if someone pulls him out of the game cabin, you will find that Zhang Mu seems to have just been hit by a heavy rain, and there is no place on his body that is not sweating.

"What? The probability of 30% is not high?" Tang Xuan widened her eyes, "Then... the Yanhuang Kingdom has mainly restored all its units?"

"The chance of winning is about 60%... Alas! I had known that the founding mission was so perverted, so I would not have used the 'Forbidden Curse. True Dragon Angry Flame' when I was revenge in the Holy Temple (see Chapter 735 for details)." Zhang Mu regretted it very much, and his regretful intestines were blue.

"What's the use of those now? Find a way to deal with the soldiers in front of you!"

Zhang Mu was anxious, and Tang Xuan was anxious too.

Including millions of players who were guarding Yanhuang and hundreds of millions of players staring at the computer screen in a daze, they were all anxious!

"Ah! Not good..." Tang Xuan suddenly screamed.

"What?" Zhang Mu looked up and a flame spurted out from the dragon's mouth swept through the body of the Heavenly Fighting God at an extremely fast speed. The already scarred Heavenly Fighting God was burned to ashes in an instant!

"It's over..." Tang Xuan's Heavenly Fighting God also lost the last chance to be resurrected.

"It's okay, I can still bear it. Let's stay in the city... The fourth-grade boss, it's not easy to get it... Don't die anymore." Zhang Muli shouted, and the eight-armed general rushed out from the side and cut the team of "Ancient Flame Dragon" into meat filling.

Ancient Flame Dragon: a neutral 14th-level military, a dragon clan with extremely long life, has extremely strong anti-demon ability and attack power.

"Twelve, come in quickly, you can't defend it alone!" The emperor, mythical wounds and others shouted.

Zhang Mu shook his head, "I can hold on for a while... Every time I delay them for a minute, our Yanhuang Kingdom's chances of winning will increase by one point... As long as we can win in the end, even if my boss is all dead!"

"you……"

"Eh?" At this moment, a row of flashing golden subtitles suddenly appeared above the Yanhuang Kingdom.

System announcement - "The player's Twelve-winged Angel, after a bloody battle, reached the level of 'one-star general' in Yanhuang's reputation and merits!"

"One-star general? What is that?" The members of the unknown looked at each other.
Chapter completed!