Tata has a dinner in the evening, and he got up at 3 o'clock in the morning to code the word, and finally finished the second shift before going out. Is there wood?

Although the killing moves of the two took the lives of nearly forty units of iron men, at this time, the arrow tower, which had been the backbone of the city, also collapsed under the attack of the catapult. Han Feng didn't take this to heart, the ratio of the enemy and us on the battlefield had reached a range that he could bear, even if the city wall was breached, the puppeteers would need a certain amount of time to attack the city head from the inner stairway, this time should be enough for his ranged troops and special skills to reduce the number of puppeteers to a comparable number.

The situation has been going according to his script until the moment the city breaks...

The evil mage who was besieging the city frowned and looked at his only remaining team of 79 units of stone puppets, as well as Han Feng's almost undamaged ranged troops, and after a while, he laughed weirdly, "Hey quack~ Do you think you can escape my sanctions at this level?" ”

I saw him wave the magic wand in his hand, and a faint black mist began to fill the battlefield, and the corpses of the dead living classes on both sides began to shrink and dry strangely, and the evil mage's originally exhausted mana was constantly recovering.

Han Feng was shocked, originally thinking that by exhausting the enemy's long-range firepower and mana, his long-range troops would be able to deal with these slow-moving stone men with peace of mind, and if necessary, he could even fly a small kite to end the battle, but if the enemy had magic, the acceleration and deceleration of these magic spells would be completely ineffective, and if they didn't do well, they would have to be killed.

Misfortune is not a one-way street, just when Han Feng was thinking about how to defeat the opponent, there was an even more strange scene on the battlefield, those withered corpses slowly stood up, they were three teams of skeleton soldiers, the team in the city was 14 units, and the two teams outside the city were 100 units and 50 units respectively.

Grandma's! Seeing that the victory in hand was about to fly away like this, Han Feng burst into foul language, but this still didn't help, the evil mage who had recovered his mana value began to throw magic arrows again, and the units of the great goblin and repeater archer continued to decline.

The fourteen units of skeletons that appeared in the city were resisted by the four units of swordsmen, and the only remaining 53 stone men on their side were fighting fiercely with more than 70 of their own clans, although one of the puppeteers was proficient in increasing the offensive and defensive attributes and damage values by a part, plus the support of long-range firepower, so that the two sides could barely maintain the balance.

The other two teams of skeleton soldiers staggered into the city, first joined forces to kill the four swordsmen who had just slaughtered 14 skeleton soldiers, and then surrounded the stone men with the blessing of the accelerated attack.

Looking at the stone men who were surrounded by three groups of corps, Han Feng understood that if all the stone puppets were killed, his long-range troops, which were still declining, would not be able to last a few rounds.

The flames enveloped all four teams of soldiers in the fierce battle, and the three bright red numbers "-6, -6, and -1" floated above their heads, and their own stone men escaped due to their full health when attacked. Ranged units lock onto enemy skeletons and attack with all their might.

Judging from the effects of the previous attacks, Han Feng came to a conclusion that when he learned to cause lethality, he simply ignored the enemy's attack and defense, but directly tested the opponent's vitality. For example, the Steel Golem's attack defense is much higher than that of the Great Elf, but the damage dealt to them by Wandering Spirits is constant.

However, the attack of the class is different, and a little difference in attack and defense will cause a lot of damage gap, and in this way, the battle is like a beast chess. The evil mage attacks the ranged troops, Luo Li and the ranged kill skeletons, the skeletons kill the golems, the puppets resist there, and Han Feng harvests all the gathered troops.

When Han Feng's mana was exhausted, 50 of the skeleton soldiers had been killed, the other team had less than forty left, and Han Feng's puppeteers only had 4 units left, while the opponent's still had 31 units.

In addition to Luo Li, there are only 3 units of crossbow shooters left in the troops that provide long-range firepower, and the ballista that was bought for 5,000 yuan has been scrapped early, if it weren't for the evil magicians on the other side who have no magic, these three would not have escaped death.

Recovering full life is worth it Han Feng didn't use a trick right away, he knew that this was the last chance, if he didn't grasp it well, he would probably lose a mess, in order to drag the battle down, Han Feng began to command the repeater shooter, the monk and the vampire king to retreat from the other side of the ladder to the bottom of the city, open the city gate and move in three directions.

According to the setting of the tactical sand table, when the hero has soldiers under his command, the enemy class cannot directly attack the hero, Han Feng shamelessly exploited a loophole, let his soldiers scatter far away, and when he reached a safe distance, he started to attack from a distance again, but without the supply of ammunition vehicles, that effective ammunition could not kill many enemies at all, but Luo Li acted as the main force of long-range attacks, harvesting the lives of skeleton soldiers again and again.

With a crisp sound, Han Feng's stone man fell, and the skeleton soldiers and stone puppets who had lost their targets began to sway their bodies and kill outwards again, and the evil wizard on the opposite side smiled and waved the magic staff in his hand again, and the great goblins and swordsmen who died in Han Feng's battle transformed into skeleton soldiers again and joined the battle.

Han Feng stared at the evil mage opposite with blood-red eyes, and finally released the must-kill gods and ghosts that had been holding back for a long time, but this time he didn't have full firepower, and it only took less than 600 lives to chop the remaining stone man into pieces.

With his demise, the form of the entire battlefield gradually became clearer, the monks finally safely circled back to the city wall under the restraint of the crossbow shooter's sacrifice and continued to heal Han Feng's wounds, while the vampires flew up and left and right on the battlefield, waiting for an opportunity to sneak up on the skeleton soldiers.

When Han Feng spent more than half of his health to kill the team of more than 60 skeleton soldiers, the remaining enemy troops on the battlefield were only 1 team of 23 skeleton soldiers, Han Feng waved his hand to stop Luo Li's continued attack, and began to enjoy the monk's healing services. In line with the principle of caution, Han Feng's health returned to its peak state again before signaling her to continue attacking.

As the last team of skeleton soldiers fell to the ground, the evil mage monster smiled and joined the battlefield, only the lonely man did not panic, but gracefully took out a bottle of glowing blood light potion from his arms, and drank it down, the hero who originally had 1100 lives suddenly began to grow suddenly, 2000, 3000, 4000..., and finally rose until 11000 points before stopping.

"Obediently, what kind of potion is this, so windy?" Han Feng was a little dumbfounded.

The interface of the Vision of God showed that the offensive and defensive attributes of the evil mage had not changed, and the mana value was only a poor duck egg, Han Feng snorted coldly: "It's just a pig, what is there to be arrogant, look at me dancing wildly!" ”

The full load of gods and ghosts danced wildly and threw out, the blood on the evil mage's body shot out in all directions, and the huge four red letters "-7620" appeared above its head, looking at the evil mage who was still half a screen away from him, Han Feng smiled, smiled brightly, this twists and turns of the battle was finally coming to an end.

With another unleashed Demonic Flurry, the evil mage collapsed in a pool of blood, and the remnants of the defending forces were reduced to 1 Monk and 1 Vampire. A pleasant tone sounded on the battlefield: "You have won a brilliant victory, gained experience XXXXX, and increased your level to level 12!" The SS-rank mission is completed, and the troubles of the S-rank mission Young Werther are completed..."