My players are so fierce

Chapter 669 668. Guard for three days! I will return to the battlefield like lightning!

After the Jackals launched their general attack on the Black Flame Pass, enthusiastic and bellicose newcomers continued to come from the "safe area" to join the battle.

Although players whose strength is below the Black Iron level have not received frontline recruitment, this cannot stop the determination and courage of the newbies who want to contribute to Lord Murphy's "big plan" and the rise of Transia.

If you ask them, they will all answer that they are courageous and willing to sacrifice everything for victory, but in fact the main reason is that staying at the rear is too "boring".

At present, there are basically no monsters in the Transia area that are worthy of players' swords. They can only run errands for NPCs if they stay there.

In Wolf Castle in the Filthy Swamp, you can receive some combat missions from the Bloodclaw clan to clean up swamp tigers, crocodiles or wandering skeleton armies. However, after seeing the grand scene of the Black Disaster War, even the newbies feel that going back and fighting The fight between the tiger and the skeleton soldier was a bit unexciting.

This is too uncool!

More importantly, several "veteran soldiers" from the Loyalty Praise Guild have been teaching the newbies how to use all the resources at hand to set up enemy traps in the swamp these days, and Brother Loyalty's arsenal has also dedicated a production line to continue production. Various types of anti-infantry mines and some dangerous "butterfly mines".

Master Qin's requirement for the newbies is to turn the filthy swamp into a guerrilla warfare hell before the first two lines of defense are breached.

This proposal has also been approved by Lord Kudel, the commander of the Maginot Line of Defense. The direct consequence of this instruction is that as long as the newbies stay in Wolf Castle, they must complete more than twenty traps every day.

Just like the daily tasks that fucking people hate dogs.

This kind of work was quite interesting at first, but after a long time, it became too passion-killing. Except for some warlords who loved this thing to death, other newcomers still wanted to live a more "live" life in their gaming careers.

Well, after all, the satisfaction and happiness most people pursue are simple.

They are very happy when they kill monsters, and if they get drops from killing monsters and gain honor, the enthusiasm of the newbies will be fully aroused.

Of course, the difference in strength is a big problem. With the current level of combat skills of the newbies, two or three people together can't defeat a black iron elite jackal barbarian. However, the blessing of the Six Gods in Shadow Valley has increased their combat effectiveness. , allowing them to fight when necessary.

The most important thing is that after experiencing the "Death Mesa War", all the newbies have the heart of a "self-destructing engineer".

Even some little perverts like this kind of banging sound, taking away the enemy and taking away their own cool tactics at the same time.

The only problem is that this thing can only be used once every three days.

But it doesn’t matter!

When it comes to playing games, as long as it’s fun.

"boom"

Another newbie shouted "For the glory of Lord Murphy" and activated the curse amidst the loud curses of a group of gnolls and fired the explosive package. The destructive power of this kind of explosive filled with yellow explosives is quite average.

Tris has already figured out "Alien TNT", and the formula was handed over to the arsenal.

Brother Zhongzhong is producing on a large scale, but the original inventory also needs to be cleared.

This means that as long as the newbies want to blow themselves up, the arsenal will never lack the tools to give them a "three-day trip offline".

However, the biggest weakness of self-destruction tactics is that this thing also has a "diminishing edge effect". To use a more fashionable term, is it Occam's razor or something else?

The courage and will of the newbies are indeed strong, but the number of enemies they face now is too damn high.

Even though there are newbies who continue to dedicate themselves to lighting fireworks in critical moments, the first line of defense at Black Flame Mountain Pass still falls into the hands of the jackals inexorably. They are not even willing to stop but continue to attack the second line of defense. They are very confident. The momentum that penetrates the Black Flame Mountain Pass.

Fifty thousand brutal jackals and three times their number of kobold thugs are enough to launch a terrifying and determined charge in any area of ​​the mountain pass defense line. This time is not a small fight like before. The jackals have a complete military system. Barbarians, hunters, assassins and priests.

The combination of these arms makes them extremely powerful.

Voodoo battle flags were erected on the charging positions, locking the morale of the gnolls, and the shackled troll monster infantry were released. There were even a group of gnoll necromancers in the rear who were constantly resurrecting the battlefield. corpse on.

The most helpless thing is that these guys rushed into the battle with the help of meteorites falling from the sky.

This is an all-round and multi-angle "ground-to-air integrated" attack, which has increased the intensity of the battle at Black Flame Mountain Pass to the point where even veteran players will become paralyzed.

Even if the second and third lines of defense are guarded by the Transians, who have gained a reputation for "wild fighting" and "bravery" through a series of recent victories, even if they are still as brave and resolute as before, in the face of such a real When the jackals are pressed across the board like a hurricane tide, the players will also be forced to retreat continuously.

Two and a half hours after the general attack began, most of the second line of defense had fallen into the hands of the Jackals.

To make matters worse, more than two-thirds of the shield dwarves guarding the underground tunnels have been damaged.

They could no longer defend the dug tunnels and chose to blow them up. However, the gnolls had quite a lot of kobold servants, so the hole-exploding tactic was not effective at all. The kobolds kept digging and soon re-opened the tunnels.

A group of elite Jackals had already rushed into the battlefield of the third level through the tunnel, and had a fight with Maxim and his 1,400 blood vultures and 1,600 reserve vampires who were guarding there.

The second and third positions were attacked at the same time. If Maxim could not hold it, the player army commanded by Murphy would be trapped and die on the second line of defense, which was already in a very bad situation.

The Scarlet Devil Mansion, the Blood Rat Gang, the Winged Cavalry, the Church of Avalon, the White Mountain Assassin, and the Blood Terror Pirates all participated in the battle. With the assistance of this group of elite soldiers, Maxim repelled several attacks from the tunnels by the Jackals. .

But they couldn't chase into the tunnel because they were short of manpower.

Murphy even mobilized the "Foreign Legion" composed of trolls and bugbears from Shadow Valley.

He and his players clung to the second line of defense and had already vowed to fight to the death.

New and old players also took on the desperate mission called "Fight to the Last Man". Everyone was fighting. At this time, it was impossible to hold the second position, so the players had to use the final battle to create more opportunities for the Jackals. While causing trouble, buy time for Lord Heather to dispatch his troops.

The Black Flame Pass is 17 kilometers deep from Position 1 to Position 12, and there are terrain differences. Such a large battlefield range makes the mobilization of arms an art.

"Don't come to No. 3! Go to No. 4 position. That's the artillery position. Hold it there!"

When Maxim saw the followers of the Blood Alliance clan rushing over to help, he immediately demanded:

"We Transians will be in charge of position three. Before we fall, you have only one mission! Fire, shoot! Give me all your shells and shoot them into the forward position!"

"boom"

With a loud noise, another tunnel was collapsed by the magic of the earth priest guarding here, burying all the jackals and kobolds alive.

The earth priest was exhausted and paralyzed, but he had to continue to suppress the underground offensive. The female dwarf priest was almost carried by two people's army soldiers and rushed towards another cave where kobolds were still pouring out.

"This is crazy!"

Grandma Marian, who had put on the hunting master armor again, used her shotgun to accurately shoot through the eyeball of a jackal voodoo priest three hundred meters away. While she was changing the bullets, she looked at the crazy and bloody fighting around her. , this old woman who had participated in all the major and minor wars for ten years felt like she had returned to the damn time.

But now, both the intensity of the fighting and the number of enemies on this position far exceed the scale of the ten-year war.

"O Avalon, please grant us the power of regeneration!"

Beside her, old Eugene held a blood-stained half-sword, half-kneeling and praying. At his call, emerald green raindrops fell from the sky, nourishing the bodies and minds of all the tired warriors in this area.

"Don't you need help from Mr. Murphy?"

Ms. Dorothy rushed over and asked:

"Maxim! Send someone to the aid of our lord! He needs help!"

"Mr. Murphy made it clear that the second position cannot be defended and does not require assistance. He and the warriors will buy us the final preparation time."

Maxim was holding the Skullcrusher warhammer. This originally high-tech gadget had been covered in blood and minced flesh due to long battles. The monster general's armor had also been washed with blood, making him look crazy and ferocious.

The sound of urn and urn came from under the vulture's war helmet, and he said:

“We cannot live up to the sacrifices of our warriors!

If you still have time to shout at me, why not ask your assassins to bury the remaining mines in front of the position? We can't expect the warriors to do everything for us! We cannot hide behind foreigners with peace of mind!

Dorothy, it is also our duty to protect Transia! "

"I see."

As an explorer, the eldest sister Dorothy, who didn't like fighting very much, was taught a lesson by Maxim.

But she didn't refute, she just silently took a few steps back, carrying a psychic bag filled with anti-infantry mines, and hurried forward with several of her subordinates who could still fight, rushing forward before the jackals could break through the second position. before laying the mines in their hands.

"Mark! The will of the Shadow Rangers to fight is about to collapse. Ms. Lisa, who is on duty today, is requesting me to retreat."

Ms. Leonia, who was in charge of the rangers on this front, sent a message to Maxim, which made the monster general frown. He spread his wings and flew among the rangers behind the position. When he saw him striding towards him, Mrs. Lisa, whose face was covered with blood, immediately stood up and planned to say something, but was hit with a heavy punch.

Maxim didn't have any energy left, and this punch knocked the nominal leader of the half-elves to his knees.

"Listen to me! Half-elf!"

Maxim showed no mercy. He grabbed Lisa by the collar and lifted her up. He scolded:

“There is no such thing as ‘retreat’ on this front!

You can either rely on your own hands to survive until the end, or let others carry you out!

Shadow half-elves are already a member of Transia. You also have responsibilities for that land. Your husband, Mr. Merkel, performed bravely a few days ago. He personally killed a gnoll vanguard warlord for Shadow. Half-elves have earned respect and honor.

And he is recuperating in Shadow Valley now. If you retreat now, you will leave the problem and danger in his hands.

This is not what a leader should do!

I know you and your soldiers are scared, but I'm sorry but you can't leave!

Our common governor and you are still fighting at the front, and all Transians are not qualified to retreat at this time!

Take this. "

He put a bottle of diluted source blood into the hands of Lisa, who had her teeth knocked out, and said to her:

"Either you drink it yourself in a critical moment, or I find someone to insert it into your heart when you are running away. I advise you to be decent, Ms. Lisa, and learn from your best friend Adele. From now on, learn Just be a Transian."

The half-elf leader looked at the source of blood bottle in her hand. She knew that this was Maxim's "ultimatum" to him. If she continued to be ignorant, the vampires of the People's Army who had gathered around would be happy to "help".

"I understand."

Lisa was still fierce. She nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up straight. Maxim knew that this guy must have resentment, but it didn't matter! As long as you can hold this position, feel free to resent.

Vampires are not born to be liked anyway.

There are no players on position three. All the players are guarding the final position next to Murphy. They are standing on the ground that is riddled with meteorites on high ground No. 2.

Fight every gnoll you see in every trench, behind every bunker, and in every impact crater.

At this point in the battle, all strategies and tactics have lost their meaning. Now both sides are fighting for will in this fragmented position.

The giant shark and Mr. Qin were guarding back-to-back next to a crater. There were dog tags and calculation orbs scattered everywhere under their feet. At least forty players died here. The battle was so fierce that they had no time to restrain themselves for their companions. " "Remains", and even a lot of the fallen equipment were picked up by the jackals.

But that doesn’t matter!

Dropping after killing is a very classic "game design". It is an unspeakable shame for players to have their equipment taken away by monsters. This will only deepen their hatred of jackals and black plagues.

"Wam, look at me!"

No matter how crazy the giant shark is now, it is a little bit crazy.

Mainly because I was too tired.

The corpses of jackals and kobolds were almost piled up around him. The Vam Beheader in his hand almost seemed to be soaked in blood, but the more so, the sharper the Vam artifact became, the more terrifying it was. It's like being completely awakened by a giant shark.

Every time he swung the battle ax, it would bring multiple attacks of the bloody blade. The giant shark could even see the illusion of a tall barbarian roaring beside him. He once thought that he might be dazzled.

"Old Qin, take your brothers' equipment and leave! I can still continue to chop!"

The giant shark hacked to death another jackal who dared to get close. He was panting and holding an axe, while the jackals around him formed a circle and kept roaring.

But no one dared to come up.

Faced with the giant shark's request, Lao Qin's response was to spit out a mouthful of blood, grab the chain sword and start it again. With the buzzing sound, he slashed the jackal assassin who appeared behind him to death with one sword blow. Splatter.

"You asked me to be a deserter? How dare you, such a young man!"

Master Qin scolded:

"This is my position! I have no habit of giving it away to others."

"Fuck, this is the first time my hands hurt from killing monsters."

The giant shark cursed, and he unsteadily took off the decisive wine from his waist. He bit open the stopper and glared fiercely at the jackals rushing around him. He reached out and touched a glass with Lao Qin who made the same move. Drink the bitter black wine in one gulp.

"Goodbye in the Hall of Valor!"

"I will be back in three days!"

The two said goodbye to each other, then raised their weapons and killed in two directions.

It's like a smashed rock crashing into the black tide, making a few waves and then calming down.

Murphy sensed this scene, and he knew that he had lost two more young players. It was like a spark, making the burning heart even more intense.

As the protector and manager of foreigners, he can track the number of players on this front in real time. Now there are only 150 players left. All players above the Black Iron level have reached the end of their defeat.

However, Murphy didn't stay here to fight to the death for a little bit of blood and bravery. He had to buy enough time.

"boom"

The scarlet secret energy gathered into a ball, impaling all the jackals in front of him with an explosive attitude, and draining those guys away from their power while drawing blood. The chain sword in Murphy's hand had malfunctioned due to the too crazy fighting, and the heat The melting knife also chopped off two of them, but he did not stop.

"Trish, how long will it take?"

The vampire governor asked in the quantum communication, with unconcealable fatigue in his voice.

The Scarlet Witch responded quickly:

"We are already locating the psychic node. There is a natural node at Black Flame Mountain Pass. On the fifth line of defense, I will transfer two Serenade cores there, which can cover just a small half of the second line of defense."

"Send three here."

Murphy said:

"There is still one left in Fort Courage. The situation there will soon get worse. In addition, we have to prepare for the worst case scenario."

"Well, I understand what you mean. The core transmission countdown is five minutes."

Time moves incredibly slowly during the war, and Mrs. Shui and Brother Huozi also died on the battlefield.

After even Xiao Weiming drank the decisive wine, a scarlet stream of light controlled by Tris herself finally lit up behind the position. Amidst the light sound of the serenade barrier being activated, the huge egg-shaped barrier quickly enveloped it. , just stuck on the bloody ground behind Murphy.

Carrying Necessary Evil, Murphy bent down in the smoke, and under the gaze of the angry and frightened jackals, picked up the dog tags, orbs and psychic packets dropped by Ashina at his feet.

He looked back at the suspended crystal behind him, shook his head, and said:

"Look, the crystal is filled with hatred. It is roaring for revenge and cheering for the small life you have temporarily reserved. Jackals, you will die in three days!"