MTL - The Great Thief-Chapter 1867 conquer
Lu’s mouth that left his heart could not be closed.
He suddenly found that the loss to the dawn wing was awesome.
In the previous fortress war, the ruling sword clearly had many fortresses, but the money that can be earned was extremely limited. Several fortresses were sometimes not even as good as a fortress.
Because I know that I can't get it, naturally there are very few clubs.
There are fewer clubs participating in the competition. There is no competition. The fools will also pay a high price. With so much money, it is better to play a fortress that is easier to lay down.
Especially after the magic energy mech came out, the income was simply terrible.
Now, the success of a rematch has spurred the desire of other clubs to conquer the ruling sword.
In fact, if someone can count the auction data, they will find that those super clubs basically did not participate in the auction, including the wing of dawn that inflated because of the sword that defeated the ruling.
They are more awake than the small and medium-sized clubs that don’t know the truth.
The victory or defeat on the field does not mean anything. Who has not lost a few games, not to mention the ruling sword lost to the old club of the dawn wing, and not to the small club that does not enter the stream.
"Get rich, get rich," the root number is also broken.
"Is it estimated that there is income?" Lu is licking his lips. Is it true that the bard Li Dagou often swears to win the club's tender model.
"It's not a life professional league. We only have two fortresses. We have a conservative estimate of 50 million. Brothers. This is our biggest income recently. If you don't sell magical mechs," the root number is lacking money. But I never thought about selling the magic armor.
The Water Elf took away three magical mechs and transferred 50 million real money to the account of the ruling sword.
After all, there are still couples who are not married. Lu Li did not say anything. He is not the kind of single dog who wants AA to eat a meal, but he is not generous to the point where the three magical cans are sent casually.
The sword of the ruling plus the spear of trial, almost two thousand people get wages, even if the average per capita is 8,000, it is nearly 20 million, and the cost is too big.
Therefore, every month's fortress war, others pay for the swearing of the ruling, it has become a stable source of income.
"Be sure to hold it, can't have an accident, shoot the land, how much did it cost?" Lu asked.
"Photographed three fortresses, only one success, the total cost is more than 20 million," said the root number 叁 very gladly: "The Stranglethorn Valley is the site of the capital of glory, not many people dare to shoot, so this price take a photo of."
"It's very good, just take it down, and the next thing will be handed over to us," Lu said.
Yes, this time they intend to attack other people's fortresses. The original target was the Thousand Needles or the Angolo Crater. Unfortunately, neither of them was photographed. In the end, only the Stranglethorn Vale was won.
Counting the Life Professional Alliance, there are a total of three fortresses to keep.
Since there is no strong club attack, it is enough to put one magical armor, and the remaining two follow the land to glory.
The capital of glory is actually very aggressive. They were besieged by many clubs in this period. The main reason is that everyone judged that their hellfire was gone, but they never expected the sword of the ruling to dare to participate.
The sword of the ruling is that point of strength, you need to defend the three fortresses, and where the confidence comes to attack others.
However, the land is to fight!
One mountain can't accommodate two tigers, and Lu is explained to the top of the club.
No one knows his true purpose...
The glory of the defensive lineup is luxurious, they must do their best to face the threat from the land.
The commander Lu Li, who participated in the attack, is the top player of the three factions. A large number of players participated in it. No one would doubt that this lineup is not all-out.
Even if there is no magical armor, the glory capital must be Xiaomo personally to get out of the air to say that it is against the land, not to mention the intelligence shows that the sword of the ruling may have two magic energy mechs to participate in the war.
This is a hard battle!
At the beginning of the battle, everyone would not do unnecessary temptations. The two swords of the ruling sword can be airborne. The city of the fortress of Stranglethorn, like a boulder, is shackled in the heart of the city of glory.
The capital of glory did not show weakness, and the six **** fires greeted the magical mechs.
Moreover, the people who defended the city of glory did not pay attention to the chariots that were smashing the wall. In their eyes, there were only magical mechs, and the skills were not to go to the magical mechs. Everyone now knows that the magical armor has durability. To get rid of durability is a pile of scrap iron.
The sword of this ruling broke the original record of breaking the city. In the opening more than ten minutes, the wall of the capital of glory was destroyed, and a huge gap was created.
No way, in order to get the magic armor freely in and out, the gap is not small.
The wall fell, the fat monkeys and the blue sea breeze that controlled the magical mechs received the command from the land, and immediately controlled the scarred mechs to escape the encirclement of the capital of glory. The magical armor moves quickly, and the player generally does not control. Live it.
"How, how much durability is left?" Lu asked.
"Boss, I don't want to be wretched, just keep them, no waves at all..." said the fat monkey with a smile.
"Do not talk nonsense!"
"There is still 35 percent left," the fat monkey's voice suddenly went down.
"Let's leave, in fact, our friendship has started many years ago, right? Back then, you are a little thief, bullied by others, two people hit you, you are beaten without any help..." His eyes are drifting.
"speak English!"
"There are 28% left. This doesn't blame me. They stare at me hard. I can't do anything. I blame the monkeys. He jumps and jumps." The blue sea breeze screamed.
"This can blame me, six hellfires, I killed four," Fat Monkey is not convinced.
"You are stealing the head, obviously I am disabled. If you skip it, I will take it away," the blue sea breeze angered.
"I have taken two of your two goods and look for opportunities. If the fortress can't be taken down today, you two don't expect to boot the armor, especially the monkeys, you a mage to open a hairy armor, wasting output," Said seriously.
"Do not worry, you must complete the task," the two guys responded in unison.
The mech can't be together in front. In fact, the manicure of the fat monkey and the blue sea breeze has been very arrogant. Except for occasional waves, they are already called mechs, and the wall of the glory capital is more durable than the imagination. There are still fewer.
The mech was not moving for a while, and the chariot that had not been attacked rumbling and rushed into the fortress.
The swearing sword attacked behind the chariot, and the advantage was very obvious. The glory of the glory was always being crushed.
After the battle lasted for about half of the total length, it was two hells that smashed into the lineup of the ruling sword. As if there were still backhands as expected, he simply did not believe that the glory of the capital was only the beginning of the six. Hellfire.
