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"How long has it been? Less than half an hour! Could it be that it was prepared in advance... or is it part of the plan..." Ye Di frowned and fell into thought again. However, the long period of calculation meant that he could no longer enter into a state of meditation as quickly as he did a day ago.

But at this moment, Jian Wei was concerned about something else.

"Why isn't there a draw? They're all dead!"

His slightly tired eyes slightly opened, a little stunned.

The goddess of luck was not on his side this time, otherwise there would always be two or three teams out of the 27 that could tie, so he could also recover these troops, rest for a while, recruit soldiers, and then use them again on the battlefield...

Then Jian Wei looked at the battle report and found that the opponents were all damage teams?

You should know that some output teams can only fully demonstrate the power of their lineup when attacking!
Because some of the characteristics of the troops will only be triggered under corresponding conditions.

Jian Wei didn't believe that the opponent's controller didn't know this simple truth, and he was a top-level group controller who could mobilize a large number of troops in a short period of time!

So their purpose is...

"Consume my fighting power?"

Jian Wei seemed to have figured something out, and murmured something in a low voice. Then he began to move the mouse unconsciously, and the camera on the game screen also moved aimlessly on the battlefield at this time, trying to find something...

"We must have... fallen into a trap!" Ye Di said suddenly, and then he leaned back on the gaming chair in a somewhat dejected manner. He let go of the mouse with his right hand and rubbed his face fiercely. When he opened his eyes again, they were full of bloodshot...

As if in response to Ye Di's words, a scarlet arrow suddenly pierced through the fog, and a battle flag fell on the trench in the other direction of Jintuan!

At this moment, Jian Wei's body was as stiff as a sculpture. She sat there motionless, as if nailed firmly to the gaming chair by an invisible force.

If he had not understood what Ye Di meant the moment before, the appearance of this scene made him suddenly realize it.

His eyes were fixed on the direction from which the arrow came, and Jian Wei's expression was as if he had been struck by lightning. The backlash of his long period of intense mental concentration also made his face instantly become paler than Ye Di's.

What did he see?
The White Tigers attacked!

Aren’t they fighting Silver Wing?

How come you appear on this battlefield!

Before he could sort out this information, more and more scarlet arrows spread out like a raging fire. They shone with sharp light, like stars dotted on the curtain of night.

These arrows are not only symbols of war, but also the embodiment of passion and blood!
kill!

Xiaobai has fallen into complete madness!

On the battlefield under the comprehensive control of No. 1, the entire White Tiger Regiment is the most unstoppable sharp blade, active in the entire battlefield with the highest mobility.

As early as half an hour ago, No. 1 notified Xiaobai to move the battlefield immediately, and the Xuanwu Group would take over the battlefield against the Silver Wing Studio.

The Jiuyi Group and the Fanxing Group had already consumed a lot of their combat power in the joint suppression of the three groups before. After being forced to switch from offense to defense, the Silver Wing Studio, as the defending party, lost its line of sight and did not notice the departure of the White Tiger Group at all. The battlefield was taken over by the "impregnable" Xuanwu Group. Although the White Tiger Group also consumed a lot of power, with the powerful deployment of No. 1, the White Tiger Group could still withdraw to the transit fortress to replenish reserves and then march quickly to the Jin Group battlefield. The physical consumption of all the troops in the whole group was fully calculated by No. 1, of course, including Qinglong's temporary airborne and the temporary decision to exchange combat power at the extreme of his life.

Han Feng and No.1 noticed Jintuan's changes from the moment Xiaobai was on the line, and guessed that there must be a national server studio behind him, and his strength should not be underestimated.

Number One immediately led the Maple Group to fight against them.

In this battlefield where controllers gather, strong men often do not fight with direct force with thunderous force, but rather like chess opponents, they test each other and try to figure out the deeper meaning behind each other's tactics.

This is a silent and long-lasting war. Both No. 1 and Night Emperor of Silver Dragon Studio are fully committed to it.

On one side is the AI ​​Smart No. 1 assisted by the [Super Brain], and on the other side is the top commander Night Emperor of the national service studio.

In terms of computing power, No. 1 crushes Night Emperor. Mental arithmetic is nothing in front of the [Super Brain].

However, in terms of understanding of the game and rich practical experience, No. 1 is not as good as Night Emperor. Even if Han Feng comes, he will never be Night Emperor's opponent.

Being able to sit in the position of the national server commander, Ye Di’s control over details is by no means ordinary.

However, no matter how strong he was, he was not a machine and could not continuously analyze the battlefield for a long time. From the beginning, the two sides fought back and forth, and in the later period, the forces of the two regiments were constantly pulled and consumed by the Feng Regiment.

Throughout the entire game, Number One performed flawlessly without leaving any loopholes, and was able to stay within the encirclement of three groups in the bank camp, including the Jin Group.

Finally, Qinglong entered from the flank to consume the enemy's energy, and Xiaobai swept across to clean up the mess, thus creating a hideous hole in the bank's strongest line of defense.

The White Tiger's legion halo shines brightly in the sky.

Endless offensive arrows rushed past, cutting through the sky, advancing with endless power. Wherever they went, they stirred up a heat wave, and spots of scarlet bloomed on the bank's position.

"The defense line has collapsed, the troops retreat." Ye Di rubbed his temple and said to Jian Wei. "Don't do anything rash, the opponents are not the toys they used to be." Seeing Jian Wei's actions, Ye Di quickly persuaded him. He knew that Jian Wei had a shortcoming, which was that he liked to squeeze the physical strength of every troop in his hands, even if the troops were seriously injured, as long as they still had physical strength, they would definitely go to the battlefield to show off.

But this time, Ye Di would not dare to let Jian Wei act like that again.

If the opponent's control strength is average, this attack method can not only disgust the opponent, but also distract the opponent's attention, and then more attacks can disrupt the opponent's vision. However, given the strength shown by this group of people, it is a question whether the troops can return safely after the attack.

If the seriously injured troops were seriously injured again, the time spent on recruiting them would inevitably affect his subsequent plans.

"Retreat to point B and join up with Lao Ding and the others!" Ye Di spoke again, calming Jian Wei's restless heart. "We are too far forward and too easy to be targeted. If there was another group to support us, we wouldn't have collapsed like this."

"You are not a match for Number One? Is her command strong?" Jian Wei asked.

"No, I don't think she's strong. She didn't get the upper hand in the early laning phase. To be exact, I even outclassed her a few times." Ye Di said confidently. "It's just that she... um, she shouldn't be very old..."

"Hmm?" Jian Wei looked at Ye Di as if he was a fool.

"What? She must be young, otherwise she would never be so durable. I can't outlast her anyway. Unless there are two commanders on the other side..." Ye Di looked at Jian Wei's little eyes, feeling angry, and defended himself bitterly. (End of this chapter)