Chapter 350: Can the planners understand the game better than us players?
From the map perspective on the snowy mountain screen, the firelight along the way illuminated the edge of the canyon red.
The musket formations were arranged in dense rows, with the muzzles flashing coldly in the sunlight, like a moving steel wall.
The Flying Tiger Battalion was guarding on both wings, with battle flags fluttering, and the siege platform was slowly pushed to the center.
The iron tanks behind were roaring and sending out oppressive low-frequency sounds.
Hongwu fire guns advance.
As long as it takes shape, even Lingxu's phantom Buddha statue will be shattered by the firepower network.
The audience was also boiling:
"Here it comes! The classic push of the Queen of Firearms!"
"This wave is going straight to my face!"
"The game is over for the Wrangler!"
The commentator's voice rose an octave:
"Shan Zhongxue's formation is very complete. The left and right wings are well protected, and the reinforcement line is also continuously sent forward.
As long as this wave of attacks gets through, Lingxu's base will be threatened with immediate collapse!"
But why are there so many Seven Stars Temples in this area?
Circle after circle of the Seven Lights Temples are densely packed and almost overlap, like a giant golden lotus.
No time to hesitate,
Now she has been exposed to the other party's sight.
Shan Zhongxue made a quick decision. Due to the current map limitations, she couldn't find any other routes.
Besides, once Hongwu's advancement rhythm stops, it will be equivalent to giving up the greatest advantage of the army.
soon,
She gave the order to attack.
The iron chariots roared forward, and the Flying Tiger Battalion cavalry surrounded them from both sides.
In the first round of volleys, tongues of fire spurted out, and the Lingxu monks in the front row were instantly shot into sieves.
But just when she thought she had opened the gap,
The Wranglers' troops rushed out from the depths of the sanctuary as if they had stepped on the accelerator.
The silver-armored Lingxu cavalry was so fast that it almost seemed to be sliding on the ground.
He directly bypassed Hongwu's front row and inserted himself horizontally on both wings of the musket formation.
"Eh!? Why so fast?"
Shan Zhongxue reflexively pulled the musketeers back, but the speed of retreat was... astonishingly slow.
At this time, her soldiers seemed to be stuck in a quagmire.
But it's not because of slowing down, but because the other party is moving too fast.
The monks and light cavalry of Lingxuci Kingdom seemed to be lifted up by the wind.
The speed was so fast that it seemed to have transcended the limitations of the type of troops. In just a few steps, it went from the flank to the back of the musket formation.
Her Flying Tiger Battalion had no time to return to defend, and just as they raised their swords, they were dragged down by Lingxu in close combat.
The iron chariot could originally be at the forefront, but in the sanctuary,
Lingxu's spearmen move at almost the same speed as it.
While fighting, he absorbed the Buddha's light to recover his health, and he could not be killed at all.
After several rounds of fighting, Shan Zhongxue's expression has changed.
She found that although the firepower of the musketeers was still strong,
But when he hit the opponent, his health bar dropped rapidly, but was brought back up by the Buddha's light in the next second.
To make matters worse, the canyon bottleneck is already narrow.
When her troops retreated in the opposite direction, they were chased closely by the monks accelerated by the halo, and even the steam car could not escape.
The commentator's voice suddenly rose:
"Wow, everyone, did you notice? This is the multiple auras of the Seven Stars Temple! The speed difference has been completely widened!"
"Besides, this isn't just one mausoleum, it's seven, or even six or eight mausoleums stacked on top of each other!"
"This thing doesn't have volumetric collision!!"
"How did you find this thing?!"
"Under the current circumstances, even if Jesus came wearing a helmet, it wouldn't be of much use!"
A smile appeared on the corner of the horse herder's mouth in the wind.
Here, Lingxu's soldiers are shadows in the wind and gods in the temple.
The harder the enemy charges, the faster they die.
The firearm formations in the mountains and snow were shrinking in the interweaving of golden light and spears.
In just a few minutes, the musket formation carefully crafted by Shan Zhongxue was cut into pieces.
The last iron chariot had its engine pierced by spearmen and overturned at the mouth of the canyon, emitting black smoke.
Shan Zhongxue looked at the troop panel on the screen, which was empty.
Her resource line had long been cut off, and only the lonely main city icon remained on the map.
The commentator's voice was excited:
"The front line of Shan Zhongxue... was completely wiped out! This defensive counterattack is a textbook example of the miracle of Lingxu defense!"
"The Herdsman has taken this aura to its fullest potential. With the triple advantages of speed, health recovery, and terrain, Hongwu's firearms simply can't advance here!"
soon,
The system's victory prompt lights up on the big screen.
【Victory! 】
【3:0】
The Wind Wranglers won and advanced to the finals!
The scene was boiling.
"3:0! This is too outrageous!"
"The horse herder has been deified!"
"What the hell is this?! Can spirit temples be stacked???"
"So Lingxu's Holy Land can be played like this? I've been fighting for so long and didn't know this!"
"Fuck, is this fair?"
"A new mechanism has appeared!"
"Isn't Shan Zhongxue's Fire Gun Formation the strongest pusher in this version? How did they get beaten like this?"
"This Seven Stars Temple is too outrageous... I've never seen it before!"
The commentator sighed in front of the microphone and couldn't help laughing:
"I have to say, Wrangler's tactical execution was exquisite. The map, terrain, and building characteristics were all integrated together... This really demonstrates the ultimate level of understanding of the game."
The live broadcast room's barrage has become airtight:
"The temple buffs stack? What kind of setting is this?"
"The Herdsman hid himself so well, I thought he was going to let me win this round!"
"Maybe it's a hidden faction mechanism? It's just that no one has studied it?"
"Plan it out and explain it!"
"What's the planner explaining? Do they think they understand the game as well as us players? It's just a stacking of buffs, it's not a big deal!"
"I think it makes sense. Each faction has some undiscovered characteristics."
"If this is a bug, how can it possibly be included in the competition?"
"Yeah, it's the national finals, there's no way the referee wouldn't check, right?"
"A referee? We have to have one! This game has only been out for a short time! How can we have professional referees? We, the players, have the final say!"
The commentator couldn't help but interact with the audience:
"Brothers, don't jump to conclusions. This mechanic could be a unique interaction between the map and buildings, and it's not necessarily illegal... But one thing is for sure: after today, the term 'Seven Luminaries Circulation' is going to explode in the community."
"However, I think even if you know this tactic, not everyone can execute it effectively. Placement, rhythm, map, resource allocation... all of them are essential."
But before the discussion among the group could continue for long, the progress of the competition drew everyone's attention back.
The semi-final between Eight Pots of Soup (Chongzhen·Flesh and Blood Factory) and Northern Man (Yongle·Whale Abyss Prosperity) is about to begin.
As the two players took their seats, the atmosphere in the arena became more cohesive again.
In the first game, the map was Wind Tide Valley, which was half sea and half land, and the distribution of resource points was extremely uneven.
Baguotang's opening was still his familiar "biochemical lukewarm flow".
First lay out the spore field, hatch the meat wall, and then slowly advance the defense formation.
The northern men have tried many times to use ships to attack from the sea.
But he was held back by the densely packed granulation towers on the coastline.
Although the soldiers of the Flesh Factory are fragile, they can continue to surge like a tide.
Under the frontal fire suppression, Jingyuan's gunboats could not be deployed stably.
The two sides were deadlocked at the sea-land boundary for a full forty minutes.
The resource points changed hands many times, the situation was like a tug-of-war, and the battlefield looked like it had been plowed.
In the end, Baguotang relied on his terrifying replenishment speed and steady advancement.
In the war of attrition, the northern man's fleet and resources were exhausted, and the first round was won.
【Score: 1:0】
The commentator breathed a sigh of relief: "An hour-long battle of attrition would really make anyone's scalp tingle."
Audience:
"I have to go to the bathroom before watching these two guys compete!"
"Great, one game in about an hour! That's fast!"
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