Lei Hao fumbled and took out one from the cigarette case, and suddenly his hands fell on the keyboard again: "Guiyang City light cavalry formation, starting at 5:15, enter the Changsha team every 30 seconds, keep it for 20 minutes, and the falling leaves are responsible." ”

Received.

Lei Hao bit his cigarette holder and thought seriously for a while: "Jiangxia City will enter two teams of shield soldiers, and enter Changsha at 5:22, giving priority to setting up the maximum number of troops." Monk, use your troops, the medicine is full, and the buff is fully open. ”

Received.

"All troops in Lujiang City will enter the field at 5:30 with low intelligence and Changsha at 5:35 with high intelligence, and priority will be given to setting up the nearest troops. Erfat, you are responsible for coordination, pay attention to the time and don't notify the wrong. ”

The group was quiet for a long time, and the second fat avatar flashed: "It has been notified, and it is expected to send 350,000 troops." ”

There was silence for a while, and this time it was "a monk" who was beating: "Brother Lei, those rats are really despicable, they sent troops to attack at three o'clock in the middle of the night, if it weren't for the old man who practiced night classes and went to Zen at night, he would have given them a hand." ”

Before Lei Hao could speak, another bright head popped out: "You bald donkey Hugh wants to be presumptuous, Brother Lei is clever, even if the rats are going to attack at night, he ambushed heavy troops in Chaisang in advance, and now it's just a plan." The wonder of the art of war, once stored in the heart, how can you, a bald donkey, know, Amitabha, good, good. ”

Finally found the lighter and took a big sip beautifully, Lei Hao's eyes narrowed. He knows that "a monk" and "foreign monk" are both monks' vests, and this thing likes to fight with himself with two numbers the most, and he doesn't know how he developed such a strange habit, but the big war is coming, and it's good to be able to talk nonsense two sentences to enliven the atmosphere, otherwise the atmosphere in the group is really a bit dull.

In this game, the whole group entered with the momentum of the big victory in the previous game, but I didn't expect to be hostile to the whole server as soon as I entered the game, and I couldn't advance an inch in the land of Jiangdong, not to mention Cao Cao in Yuzhou, Liu Bei in Yizhou, even Tao Qian in Xuzhou and Liu Biao in Jingzhou were also tough resistance, vowing not to surrender. Seeing that Cao Cao took Hebei and Liu Bei took Hanzhong, he was still trapped in the Hefei battlefield and couldn't get out, and the hero posts posted by the legion on the forum had been complained about to more than 200 floors.

Alas, at that time, they should have been persuaded not to be so embarrassed, although they won three games in a row and attracted many scattered people to join the legion, but they also made a lot of enemies, especially in the last game, the mythical legion fought to the last city, and millions of corpses were ambushed under the city, which can be described as strong. At the end of the "Mythical Killing", he once said that he would go to the new area to stop Chen Bo, but he didn't see a familiar name in this game, could it be that they all changed their vests? But why?

Lei Hao pulled out the list of friends and looked at it, the legion commander Dream Tianwei is still not online, it should be said that since the opening of this game, it seems that he has not seen him much, and he should be handed over to himself to deal with internal and foreign affairs, it seems that he wants to talk to him. Everyone seems to be very busy in this game, busy with work, busy with family, and can no longer find the feeling of being in the same boat and working together during the vicious war overnight a year ago, is this a moral degradation or a distortion of human nature?

was thinking wildly, and the monk shouted in the group again: "Something is wrong, the light rider didn't enter, and it couldn't hold it inside." ”

Lei Hao was taken aback, and raised his eyes to see on the screen, the few remaining guards in Changsha were struggling to survive in the heavy encirclement of Liu Bei's army, and they were about to be led. His hands clapped quickly: "Falling Leaves, calling Falling Leaves, what's going on with your Gray Team?" How long will it take? “

There was no response, he could only watch a few green dots being submerged by the sea of red, the interior of Changsha City was covered with a layer of gray, and a line of big words gradually appeared in the middle of the screen: "One will succeed and ten thousand bones will wither, Changsha City has fallen, and the fief in the city has been destroyed by the enemy, please choose a place to rebuild." “

"Hair and hair", the monk went away, he was angry with one vest, and the other was quickly brushing with various expressions of vomiting blood: "Where are the fallen leaves?" I'm going to kill him, my land, my granary. ”

"What's the panic, won't you lose a city? Let's just call Changsha back. Isn't your shield about to go in? In just a few minutes, Liu Bei didn't have time to repair the city, we could take Changsha under counterpressure, and rebuild the fiefdom, at most we would lose some resources. The fallen leaves may be disconnected, we arrange for someone else to wait for him to go online. ”

"Brother Lei, don't go wrong again, our main forces are all in Hefei, so we can't come back. If Changsha is lost, the four counties of Jingnan will not be able to keep it, and Yuzhang and Chaisang are estimated to be finished, and it may even affect Jianye. ”

"Calm and composed, the situation is still under control. Erfat, can the main force you prepared enter the field on time? ”

There was no movement, Lei Hao's heart sank suddenly, his vision seemed to be blurred a little, and he saw the monk jumping on his feet and scolding in a trance: "Second fat, you quickly die for Lao Tzu." Otherwise, believe it or not, Lao Tzu demolished your home? ”

A few soft sounds, "Er Fat" invited "Myth Kill" to join the group chat, "Myth Kill" is not friends with most people in the group, please pay attention to privacy, "Er Fat" withdrew a message, "Er Fat" has withdrawn a message, "Fallen Leaves" has withdrawn a message, "Fallen Leaves" has withdrawn from the group.

The monk jumped like thunder: "Myth killing, it turns out that all this is your ghost, you are too despicable."

The avatar of Mythic Kill is a handsome blonde guy, just like Reinhardt of the Galactic Heroes, and he makes a "laughing and crying" expression: "Accident? Surprise? Monk, don't jump in front of me, I want to talk to the heavens and the earth. “

"Grass ......", the monk typed an ellipsis mark, as if in the language behind the organization, Lei Hao couldn't help but speak: "I'm here, what's the matter?" What did you do to my brothers? “

"Haha, brother? Can a brother who can be bought with money be called a brother? I said in the last game, what I lost to you, you must get it back with your own hands, and I have to get back more, so that you can also taste failure. “

"Hasao, do you think you've won? Lao Gu's shield is still in Changsha to insist on the war of resistance, the city is in the people, and the city is dead. “

"You two broken iron lumps, we will shoot you with an arrow each, and you can't even get close to the city gate. Heaven and earth thunder, what do you say? “

Lei Hao felt a rush of blood rushing to the top of his head, his fingers were trembling involuntarily, he bit his lip, forced himself to calm down, and made a smiling expression: "What is there to say, the dignified mythical legion, dare not come to fight in a bright and bright way, only dare to sneak in with a vest sneaking in, and dare not fight a decisive battle on the battlefield in a dignified manner, so I can only sneakily make bad moves, I feel blushing for you." “

"Haha, be angry, explode, I like to see you disobey but have to kneel on the ground and sing about conquest. MD, Lao Tzu spent hundreds of thousands of dollars on a game, you actually dare to win me, I will completely defeat you from the body to the soul, so that you can survive and not die, so that you will never dare to play games from now on. I will burn all your city, and I will kill all your soldiers. Your legion will be disbanded, and your brother will be disbanded. “

"Fart", the monk's avatar lit up again: "From body to soul? No matter how good you are, you can only win this game, and we haven't won it, and you can still play through the screen until you can't do it. “

"Don't open your mouth, I don't care which garbage station you recycle? As for the thunder of heaven and earth? You're in Jinhe, right? You don't have to go to work tomorrow, and I'll give you a resignation certificate, but of course the content is not very good, such as playing games at work, free and loose without team spirit, etc., tsk, I think it's so difficult for you to find a similar job again. “

Lei Hao was stunned, he could hardly believe his eyes, he tried to recall the recent work situation, and couldn't help but say tentatively: "Who do you think you are?" Can you do whatever you want if you have money? “

"Haha, I'm sorry, you can really do whatever you want with money. Now in this world. Capital can create everything, master everything, change everything, and the same is true of games. Poor ghosts don't play games, come to play and be stepped on by us to play, I can play how I want, play to death. By the way, I forgot to tell you that Wu Jinhe is my uncle, and Jinhe Company is actually opened by my mother. “

Lei Hao's eyes became more and more blurred, and he vaguely saw a message pop up in the lower right corner: "Brother Lei, I'm a fallen leaf, I'm sorry, the myth killed me and transferred five thousand yuan, I need money, I'm really sorry." “

It was as if a string had suddenly broken in his head, and the fatigue of staying up all night, the tension of continuous battles, the anger of being plotted, and the numbness of being betrayed, all at once weighed him down, and he stood up to pour a glass of water, but found that his legs seemed to be completely unconscious, and he fell to the ground as heavily as a wooden stick, and he knew nothing.

A day of rescue, a week of infusion, and a month of recovery, Lei Hao was trapped in a deep nightmare, and he didn't know when it would end, he stared at the white ceiling fixedly, and it seemed that he wouldn't even turn his eyes.