Chapter 534: Abacus

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Outside Mandan.
Dawei hid in a wretched corner, watching the progress of the siege player's siege. The city of Constantine is some distance from the city of Mandan, at least not on a map, and it takes a while to get there.
The stick player continually gathered outside the city like an ant, but the delay in seeing the siege has shattered his idea of ​​mixing up a revenue in Mandan City first.
"The siege weapon hasn't arrived yet?" Dawei felt that the dog was going to die. "Nima, I'm going to attack the siege. I don't know if the big one will be transported first. How can I still learn to attack assaults on this urine? Can't get hot! "
His intuition told him that things would not be so simple. Sticks and Asan were very amused, but amusement does not mean that they have no brains. Even if they have no brains, they will not even think of siege weapons in place if they want to fight.
"Siege around?" He remembered information that seemed like a master.
The goal of the stick is not just a city of Mandan. It is a two-lane battle, and the city of Constantine does not intend to let go. He couldn't help but analyze: "It's very likely."
Most of the combat power of the Golden Iron Triangle are in Mocona City, Constantine City and Mandan City. Even if they have the standards of a conventional city, how many npc troops can they have, and how much combat power can they have.
"Under the guise of a sneak attack, it is necessary to strategically mislead Asan, and let Asan send the strength of the city of Constantine to reinforce it, so that the city of Constantinople has no vitality, and then halfway through the reinforcements, let Ah There is no city defense at all, and it is easy to connect the two cities? "
The more he thought about it, the more likely it was. In the era of advanced information, the art of warfare is no longer the only high-end culture unique to China. For many years, small books and sticks have been studying various Chinese cultures, especially the art of warfare.
The tactics of besieging aids, he, a fan of pseudo warfare, knows that if he studies Chinese culture with all his heart, he can't help knowing all kinds of bad ideas.
"Well, that's a waste of time here. When the brother raided the city of Constantine, Asan's body was cold." He patted his head and ordered: "Surveillance route, go to Stantin City at full speed."
Milia lurking in the air laughed, "Yes, sir!"
Anxiously hurried, he quickly received a call that looked like a master: "Low-key brother, our intelligence here found that the large-scale power of the stick is heading towards Constantine!"
There were 10,000 folk gods and beasts in Dawei's heart, and the egg hurt and said, "Is it really special to be a helper? The stick has done a good job of studying our warfare, but I don't know what Asan's funny powers are. Can't read it. "
It seems that the master did not pay attention to his self-care, and continued: "Our think tank analysis result is that this seemingly magnificent action of the stick, the ultimate goal is likely to be Constantinople."
"Reason!" Dawei watched the player troops passing by along the way, "Can I win two cities, why only one, give me a reason."
In fact, he also didn't know the reason why Bangzi did this. He could include all three cities together. Why should he leave one for Asan and find himself happy?
"Asan ’s troops have god-level bosses. The sticks should have no confidence. The intelligence shows that there are some troubles in the three cities. The three cities have been robbed. The sticks are dealing with the troubles in the three cities, and they have to be prepared at any time. God-level bosses who will come over, it is better to leave a mess for Asan. "
"What's the use of leaving a mess, sooner or later, you have to fight it." Da Wei said.
"Leaving a mess to separate Asan's attention, losing one city, Asan still has one. There is no good reason to break the dead net with the stick, so the stick will have time to clean up the mess in the city of Constantine." Looks like a master, "This is My personal thoughts. "
This reason is good enough, Da Wei nodded, the stick is not really awesome. After tearing his face and knowing that he can stay on the line, it is enough to be a
state of etiquette
.
"Dangling ghosts put powder on their faces, shameless!"
He hung up a call that looked like a master, and he was at the bottom of his heart. Traveling to Constantinople was his temporary rise. He felt that this should be the case. With the wisdom and opinions of the think tank of the Grand Guild, he was more stable. He was no longer hung up in his heart, and he could settle down and think about the plans in the future.
"System prompt: Player has found Constantine."
After loading the scene buffer, he saw the city manager on the city channel, that is, the city owner npc was shouting.
"Buildings in the city are being damaged? Arrest ..."
He scratched his ears: "Did the stick break into the city so quickly? No, what ghosts were arrested that didn't look like stick beasts and martian characters, looked like π, as if they were Asan players? "
"It looks like Asan also feels pussy, attacking Mocona while destroying Constantine, good dog, but I like it!" He laughed.
Still worrying about how to touch the city, Asan himself messed up the internals first. This is not to blame the sticks who helped him around. He suddenly couldn't sit still in the information of the Grand Guild and went straight to Constantine.
"Okay, it's time for my brother to perform. Below is the time to fish in muddy water!"
The problem of egg pain came again, and the gate was closed. How to touch it is a problem.
"Wait a minute first, the stick is more suffocating than my brother, with cannon fodder, not in a hurry." His old watched on the wall.
Looks like a master
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