An Expert Is actually By My Side

Chapter 316: Fried Fish in Novice Village

Not surprisingly, Ye Shen lost.

And it was quite a complete loss.

In fact, when he loses his first hero, if he recognizes the situation clearly, gives up illusions, and starts shooting defensive towers on the spot to fight against pressure, there is still a chance of a comeback.

Using the collision volume of the arrow tower, the barracks, and the base camp, it is completely possible to form a defense line in the base that only allows small-sized units to pass through. It is not a bad idea to cooperate with the infantry to fight back after the hero is resurrected.

However, a wrong decision made him disappear forever on the road to defeat.

The demon hunter who won the head upgrade 3 directly rushed into his base camp with green skins, bows and arrows, and used the highly maneuverable kite tactics to turn his hometown into a wild area for gaining experience, forcing Night God to Turning logging farmers into militias will seriously affect the rhythm of development.

The little elf who followed was not idle, and flew directly to the door not far away to take a picture of BR.

Say night, who was tired of coping, finally waited until the king of the hill was revived, and planned to cooperate with the newly built infantry to fight back. However, before he could take two steps from the altar, he was hit head-on by Mana Burning, and he only had time to throw a hammer. Fell to the ground in the group fight.

At this time, the second ancient war tree has also been built.

Seeing the monster waving its big ear scraper in his own home, Say Ye was completely desperate this time.

45 points minimum attack.

1000 HP.

Is this still a thread?

It's even dirtier than the routine of the three militiamen rushing home at the beginning!

Originally, the human race still had a bit of an advantage against the night elves. The infantry's shield raising is simply a natural piercing nemesis, and most of the night elves' early and mid-term troops deal with piercing damage.

But now...

In the early stage, the opponent hanged him.

This is the second time he feels strange about this game.

At the end of the game, I finally saw the opponent's ID.

When he saw the letters and numbers "hao12345", he felt relieved instead. At least it wasn't someone else who abused him. If another opponent who had no chance of winning emerged, he would really be torn apart.

The barrage in the live broadcast room.

"Building an ancient war tree at home, this method is too dirty."

"Actually, this routine is not as dirty as the routine of the three militiamen. The movement speed of the ancient trees is too slow, so we can only shoot buildings. It doesn't matter if he pulls three farmers to repair the buildings."

"The key is that the demon hunters have led the team to ride the face."

"I said earlier that we should send three peasants to build towers at the opposite house at the beginning!"

"He is the master of numbers who created this style of play, do you think it is useful to use this trick in front of him???"

"How the hell do you know who he is from the beginning???"

"I feel sorry for Ye Shen, Ye Shen doesn't cry, we still have a battle order."

"The qualifications for finalists must be stable, and the points have exceeded 20,000. Now we just don't know, whether we will meet that guy again in the final."

"How could it be impossible to touch it? I even suspect that this guy hasn't lost a battle order until now!"

It's not just the barrage that refreshes the screen, but also gifts from fans.

I don't know if he regarded his live broadcast room as the live broadcast room of the hao12345 master. Many emotional fans regarded swiping gifts as an outlet for their emotions, and this somewhat brought a little psychological comfort to Ye Shen.

After adjusting his mentality, Say Ye took a deep breath, looked at the camera and said with a smile.

"I feel that today's condition is not very good. In the rest of the time, let's play a few ladders to practice our skills."

After losing this one, there is only one battle order left.

Although according to the official rules, players will not be matched with the same ID twice in the preliminaries of the Battle Cry Cup, but thinking of the fiasco of the previous round, he really couldn't summon up the courage to play another round.

Losing to the same person twice in a row, and it was a crushing round that was blown up in the early stage, he admitted that he was somewhat psychologically shadowed...

"It's Say Night again?"

Just when Ye Shen had already fired the next move, Hao Yun finally saw the ID of the player he was fighting with. And when he saw this familiar ID, a look of surprise appeared on his face.

Didn't expect him to be an old acquaintance?

Well, I'm actually not familiar with him, but he has known that there is such a person in the game circle since the time at the Demon Tower, and the number of fans is not small, but that's all.

Not taking this matter too seriously, Hao Yun continued to start the next move.

Those who have been able to fight all the way from the qualifiers are, without exception, not the top powerhouses in the current server.

It has been a month since the game was launched. He is very curious to what extent the strength of these players has improved, and how many rounds it will take to lose all the five battle orders in his hand.

The second round of the game begins, and the human race will not die in the battle.

Hao Yun didn't bother to play any tricks, so he just played normally. He thought the opponent would be able to last for a while, but he played GG before even getting out of the plane.

In the third round, the orcs played against the humans. The other party directly sent three militiamen to his home. Hao Yun shook his head with a smile, and calmly dragged the hard workers to the cave next to the gold mine. Take care of yourself.

After holding back the Juggernaut, he directly won the experience of the three peasants, and rushed to the opposite house with the big G that he had built.

Sure enough, the barracks did not come out.

Another massacre.

After playing more than a dozen games in a row, none of them could last for 30 minutes.

Looking at the five battle orders, not one of which was missing, Hao Yun couldn't help feeling a little emotional.

"I wanted to see how the game's balance was doing, but I didn't expect that the one who destroyed the game's balance the most was myself."

It doesn't seem to make any sense to continue playing, it's purely fish frying in Xinshoucun.

Hao Yun reckoned that if he really wanted to find the gaming experience from this game, he would have to wait for the next Battle Cry Cup. At least for now, these professional players still need a little time.

Seeing that it was getting late, Hao Yun yawned and turned off the computer, and climbed to the upper bunk to sleep.

The lights in the dormitory had been turned off half an hour ago, but none of the four of them slept.

Lao Zhu's thumb moved very fast, probably in the group of the Water Student Union, with a "friendly" smile on his face, he didn't know what interesting topic he was talking about.

Needless to ask, Lao Zheng on the other side of the bed is probably playing Clash of Clans, which has almost become one of his bedtime habits.

As for Brother Ziyuan, he didn't play with his mobile phone, but his eyes were open, and he was humming some notes that were not in tune. Fortunately, the sound was not loud enough to prevent other people's ears from being polluted.

Just when Hao Yun was about to go to bed after brushing Moments for a while, Lao Zheng, who was playing with his mobile phone, suddenly turned off the screen, lay flat on the bed, stared at the ceiling and opened his mouth.

"Speaking of which, summer vacation is coming."

No one paid any attention to him.

Old Zheng didn't care, and continued.

"I think we need to have a summary at the end of the semester."

This time there was a response.

Old Zhu, who was chatting on WeChat, didn't raise his head, and said something perfunctory.

"Is that necessary?"

"Of course it is necessary, otherwise I always feel like this semester is wasted."

However, before Lao Zheng could finish speaking, Liang Ziyuan, who was lying on his back, interjected inappropriately and asked back.

"Isn't it in vain after summing it up?"

The bedroom was quiet for a while.

In the end, Lao Zheng who started the topic coughed lightly and broke the silence.

"What you said makes sense, but I don't know how to refute it."

Listening to the dialogue between the sand sculptures of the roommates, Hao Yun smiled and did not participate.

At this moment, a message popped up on his WeChat.

The person who sent this message is Senior Sister.

The content is only one line.

"Did you go home this summer or stay in Jiangcheng?"