My players are so fierce

Chapter 861 860. When playing games with gods, be sure to have no regrets.

"boom"

The sweep of the claw splitter's war hammer brought about a dazzling splash of thunder, which wiped out all the blood bees that rushed towards Xu Gesen. At the same time, it also destroyed a large area of ​​spiked lichen that was about to explode in the thunder shock, and by the way tore apart the large pieces of spiked lichens that were about to explode from high altitude. The wild roots of prey allowed all three attacks to be dealt with in an instant, which fully proved Xu Gesen's growing strength and superb skills.

But there was no trace of pride on the Grand Overseer's face. On the contrary, his eyes were filled with vigilance.

Warlord Hass who was following him frowned even more. The abnormally growing swamp in front of him made him feel that some extreme and invisible malice was spreading its claws against them.

After sending two reconnaissance teams into the swamp, but nothing happened, the old jackal sensed a problem. After conducting on-site investigations and realizing the seriousness of the problem, it immediately passed the news to Xu Gesen, who happened to be leading an elite vanguard. The Chosen Ones who were near the swamp rushed over as quickly as possible. It was the seventh minute since they entered the filthy swamp, and they had been attacked nine times!

Before they had even gone 500 meters, all kinds of strange things appeared one after another. Xu Gesen was even forced to fight with a tree that threw rotten egg fruits. This fully proved the majestic power of the Filthy Swamp at this time. Predatory appetite and gluttonous hunger.

It's like a green monster opening its mouth hungrily, waiting for the delicacy called "Jackal" to take the initiative to enter its stomach.

"The power of this swamp is abnormal, Chosen One."

Warlord Hass held his halberd tightly, moving his body very uncomfortably, and glanced at the guards beside him who were looking at each other suspiciously. The wild jackals had never seen anything like this when they were running rampant in the Dark Mountains. Things, but those strange creatures are absolutely impossible to be born naturally. This is obviously a trap!

The blocking positions created by the evil Transians using some kind of magic are just like the tunnel system they dug in the barren mountains. They are a trick to try to stop the advance of the Black Disaster.

But compared to those tunnels that won't suddenly jump up and bite you, the swamp in front of you, where you will be killed if you don't kill something, is obviously more aggressive.

"They activated the swamp, but with the power of human psionicists, even the druids from the Church of Avalon couldn't do it to this extent. The entire swamp came alive in the most extreme way. This It’s not something a mortal can mobilize.”

Xugersen glanced around with his warhammer. The Chosen One's perception told him that there was danger everywhere, and the most dangerous warning came from the currents crisscrossing the swamp.

It looked carefully and found a few resting toads lying in the dirty water not far away.

The thing was glowing with a weird fluorescent light.

The instinct for danger is warning it to stay as far away from those seemingly inconspicuous toads as possible.

"The power of the gods! There is no doubt that after Gaia, Avalon also officially intervened in this black disaster that is about to come to an end in a despicable way."

Hugersen was quick to make an absolutely correct assessment.

But both it and its adjutant, Overseer Hass, knew that it was meaningless to figure out the source of the swamp mutation now. The most important thing was to come up with a solution.

As far as the current situation of the Filthy Swamp is concerned, allowing ordinary gnolls to enter it can only provide extra food for these damn plants. If even capable hunters cannot cope with this complex and cruel ecological system, then this hellish place will be useless to ordinary tribesmen. A true green hell.

"Exit, there's nothing to see here."

Xu Gesen decisively issued the order to retreat. It took its own guards and retreated together with the guards of Governor Haas. During the retreat, a vigilant guard suddenly discovered that the vines behind were growing like giant snakes in the muddy water. Walking through it, it immediately opened its bow and shot an arrow, piercing the vicious entangled water vine with one arrow.

It was like nailing the giant snake to the ground, making it unable to hide and move forward.

Two barbarian soldiers immediately stepped forward and chopped the thing into pieces. As a result, when the water vine was torn into pieces, green pungent juice erupted. The jackal warriors who smelled the smell immediately felt dizzy, and they shook their heads and backed away. , one of them saw something like a metal emblem half hidden in the muddy water.

It thought it might be something left by the Transians, and as it was paralyzed, its brain twitched and it bent down to try to pick it up.

"Don't touch it!"

Warlord Hass's scolding came in time, but the dizzy Jackal reacted a little slower. The moment it came into contact with the iron piece, a dazzling fire exploded on the spot, followed by painful whimpering in the smoke. sounded.

That kind of small explosive obviously couldn't kill a strong gnoll soldier, but its five fingers were completely blown open, and the vicious butterfly thunder turned it from a powerful warrior into a weaponless one. A cripple that cannot be taken.

All this happened in the gap, so fast that the people around him didn't even have time to help. The barbarian soldier covered his hands and lay on the ground in pain. A hunting priest stepped forward to treat it.

Xu Gesen watched this scene with cold eyes.

This explosion and its outstanding results made it realize that these vicious things sprinkled all over the swamp were not intended to cause death. The Transians specially developed this kind of thing that could not cause death but was easy to produce, just to make the jackals The number of wounded and disabled people increases, which can slow down their logistics and severely damage their morale.

When you know that you have to fight in a place where anything can kill you, and even if you save your life, you risk being disabled, even the wild gnoll will feel Alexander, and war is too stressful. Being big is often the first step towards death.

Facing the vicious weapon of asymmetric warfare like the Butterfly Mine, Xugersen realized how dangerous the war it would face next was.

This intensity has far exceeded the tunnel battles around the Desolate Mountains, and if you think about it further, if the Transians had proven the feasibility of tunnel battles before, then they would definitely advance similar efforts in the Filthy Swamp. Strategy.

Maybe there is a tunnel hidden under his feet, and Transian scouts are hiding in it to collect all the information they need.

When he thought of this, Xu Gesen's annoyance became even higher.

The Chosen One's brows did not relax until it exited the scope of the filthy swamp. The Hass Warlord next to it also realized the seriousness of the problem, but it could not come up with anything after searching for decades of war experience. A feasible solution.

The type of fighting in front of it was something it had never encountered before, and the only way it could think of was to order the kobolds to rush into the swamp to "clear mines with human flesh."

Well, this method may be effective. Anyway, there are so many kobolds, and their death will not affect their reproduction.

But the problem is that if he wants to "feed" this hungry swamp with kobolds, Warlord Hass estimates that he will have to send two-thirds of all the kobolds currently attached to the gnolls into it, at least! But the kobolds have always been an important grassroots force in the Black Disaster. If all the kobolds are dead, the jackals alone cannot continue to move forward with huge casualties.

"Call the hunting priests! Send the barbarians to the underground palace of Baphomet to capture some sacrifices."

A few minutes later, Xu Gesen said:

"We are going to hold a hunting sacrifice here. Since Avalon has strengthened the swamps of the Transians in a despicable way, then this confrontation between gods will have to end with our gods. The Lord of Hunting has the priesthood of hunting. , if He sends His blessing, it will surely help our warriors to move freely in this dangerous swamp."

"But our God is not yet born."

Warlord Hass whispered:

"Priests say there is a limit to the power a sleeping god can give."

"This is no longer the time to be objective, He must give!"

The irritable Xu Gesen said in a deep voice:

"If He wants to see the slaughter coming in Transia, if He wants to see more blood pouring out to please Him, this black disaster is a sacrifice to awaken the gods, don't worry, Hass .

Our God has always been generous in this kind of destruction.

Do as I say, let the soldiers gather here but don't step into the filthy swamp, and prepare kindling.

The kobolds were sent into the swamp with those things during preparations for the ritual. I don't think fire would be able to deal with those carnivorous plants, but it couldn't hurt to try. "

"And those evil mines hidden throughout the jungle."

Haas whispered:

"The actions of the kobolds can help our soldiers clear out the hidden threats. However, Grand Overseer, I heard that Overseer Gehrman has captured the dwarf city. The dwarves use firearms on this continent. The broadest race, perhaps we can get a piece of the Bonegnawing Clan's victory.

Our soldiers are not used to using muskets, but explosives such as bombs can obviously be incorporated into our war system.

The Transians put us through hell with this stuff, maybe we should learn from them? "

"Well, what you said makes sense, but Gehrman may not be willing to assist us."

Xu Gesen thought for a while and said:

"Send a hunting priest. No, go back to the Moss Valley yourself! Ask Chief Amot to mediate. The road from the Brass Ruins to the Shadow Valley via the Hungry Plains is now under the control of the gnolls. If If all goes well, we will have enough explosives available by the time we reach the Maginot Line."

"Okay, I'll leave now."

Warlord Hass felt relieved.

It nodded happily. Master Xu Gesen was really good at taking suggestions.

In fact, this is not the first time that the proposal about jackals and explosives has been raised, but in the past, it was difficult for jackals to obtain these technologically advanced things. Even a great man like the King of Bone Grinders could not bring the jackals away by himself. Entering the age of firearms, and hairy creatures like gnolls have a natural resistance to flames and explosives.

But now the fall of the Brass Fortress has given the Jackals an opportunity to "upgrade their armaments." God knows how many explosives those dwarves have prepared for their fortress, but it is definitely a good opportunity for the Jackals to catch a big leak.

Just after Haas left on the wyvern, Hugersen turned around and looked at the filthy swamp behind him that spread to the end of his sight.

This is the first time it has come here, but this swamp seems to be different from the environment suitable for the family in the legend of the Black Disaster of the Jackals. The massive growth of alienated plants makes this place look more like a land full of murderous intent. tropical jungle.

This is a slaughterhouse.

But it must bring its own army through here to reach the territory of the Transians, where it will complete a battle with Murphy and his undead heroes that will be remembered in history as the siege of Borei Castle a hundred years ago.

That battle will completely determine the outcome of this black disaster.

That's a decisive battle that will decide a lot of things.

"Murphy, are you also there waiting for the destined moment?"

Xu Gesen made a low voice and said to himself:

"Then just wait! After I smash your evil trick, between you and me, we will eventually decide the winner."

——

Xu Gesen’s previous guess was correct.

When it led the vanguard into the swamp for armed reconnaissance, there was indeed a tunnel not far from that place, and there were indeed scouts sent in the tunnel to watch their exploration throughout.

Sanjin Diguashao, a student party art student who was trained by Lao Qin, hid in the tunnel and sent back the picture he had just taken with the calculation orb. This man was carrying a small tube, an engineer shovel and a blood vulture on his chest. The young man with his claws and a few explosive bombs was full of excitement, because he had dropped the butterfly mines that injured the jackal just a few hours ago.

Although the word +1 didn't appear on Diguashao's forehead when the Jackal was injured, he definitely got this wave of assists!

"Hey, blow up all you bastards!"

Diguashao cursed in relief and took out a pocket from behind his back. After opening it, it was filled with iron-like explosives. These things were another "masterpiece" of the arsenal. They were very crudely made and had a simple structure, but they were successful. The cost is extremely low, and once it is deployed, it will detonate immediately with just the slightest touch.

These devices that cannot contain too many explosives are filled with gold-burning powder, which allows them to maintain their stealth while maximizing their destructive power.

The most troublesome thing about this thing is that its structure is very crude, so once it is activated, there is no way to safely recycle it. You can only wait for some unlucky person to touch it or wait for it to lose its function in the power of time. Therefore, these are Sprinkled swampy stuff can be a pain in the ass to clean up later.

Although the headquarters has a complete mine-laying map, if this wave of jackals is not "awesome" enough, then these leftovers will become a "big trouble" for the Transians after the war.

The college student who was born in the art department and his future dream is to be a painter but now he is fighting guerrillas with jackals in another world. He smiled and opened the map and took a look at his "work area" today. This military map was impossible in the past. It was understood by college students, but now Diguohuan is familiar with the complicated information marked on the map, as if he was going through an anti-aggression war.

Although in reality he is still a useless college student who can run out of breath even after running 500 meters, his combat experience is much richer than that of most of his peers and even his elders.

This kind of temperament brought about by his unique experience has made him much calmer than when he first entered the game. He can analyze things calmly without panicking, and he will take action decisively when he encounters trouble. More importantly, his experience in another world has made him He has learned to face problems head-on and no longer evade responsibilities. This change in mentality is reflected in a more positive attitude towards life, which makes his parents keep saying that their stupid son has finally grown up.

Of course, Diguashao himself didn't have so many emotions. He was simply immersed in this enjoyable game that he never wanted to end.

"Sweet potato sweet potato! I'm Tomato, got the answer!"

Just after Diguashao spilled half of the bag of butterfly mines, his calculation orb rang, and the brothers in the dormitory who were the correspondents in the same group called:

"New instructions have been issued. It is said that the druids of Wolf Castle have detected a divine reaction in your direction. Lao Qin asked you to go over and take a look. It is initially estimated that the jackals are doing something."

"Copy that! I'll be there right away."

Diguo burned his words back, marked today's minefield sign on the map, then reentered the tunnel and moved quickly in the intended direction, reaching the edge of the swamp ten minutes later.

He climbed out of a tunnel shaft on a high ground, skillfully hid behind rocks, took out a telescope and scanned forward.

Soon after adjusting the focus, Diguashao saw strange lights beating in the gnoll camp further away. He could see some goatmen being pulled under wooden statues and having their throats cut like chickens to bleed. , and some jackal priests were holding weird rituals while chanting words.

One after another, the barbarian soldiers and hunters came forward and drank the bloody herbs, and their bodies were covered with faint scarlet.

This made Di Gua Shao frown.

As a civilized man, he hated this act of human sacrifice, but soon he noticed that a large number of kobolds were being led into the swamp by the jackals who had drunk their blood, and then there were lights of fire.

"Record!"

Diguashao raised his left hand, turned on the recording function of the calculation orb, and whispered:

"The jackals are adopting a fire attack strategy to try to suppress the swamp ecology, but we have tried it before. Simple flames cannot burn the carnivorous plants blessed by Avalon. They are performing some strange rituals.

It looks like an increase in strength, perhaps related to the blessing of Avalon.

The jackals are praying for their gods to intervene, so the situation now becomes a battle between two gods! "

Before he finished speaking, Di Guao, who suddenly sensed danger, rolled to the side and narrowly avoided the giant claw stabbing behind him.

As the debris flew, he turned his head in disgrace and saw a green sickle-clawed monster emerging from its optically invisible state. The latter's indifferent compound eyes were already staring at him.

That is the light called "Supper".

"How come this thing has mutated? Damn it! Boss Avalon, you are really not picky in giving blessings!"

Di Guahuo cursed, threw out an explosive bomb to cover his retreat, grabbed the Blood Vulture Claw and pushed it forward. The flying bullets hit the sickle-clawed monster and splashed sparks. The chitin of this damn thing The carapace is also thickened by Avalon's natural blessings.

However, no matter how thick the carapace was, it was still unable to withstand the bombardment of explosives mixed with burning gold powder. A few minutes later, this mutated elite sickle-clawed monster was exploded by Digua Shao using the newly issued "burning gold broadsword". Die on the hillside.

But unless the jackal was blind, it would be impossible to ignore such a big movement, so Diguashao was forced to give up the investigation, limped into the tunnel and ran back like crazy.

"An enhanced sickle-claw monster that can become invisible appears on the edge of the swamp. With this kind of exaggerated reproduction mode of laying dozens of eggs in a nest, I estimate that similar things will appear in the swamp soon, but the chef Xinghun just recently I made egg rolls from the eggs of the sickle claw monster to please the shy flower, so I initially estimate that as long as the delicious egg rolls become popular on the mainland, the sickle claw monster in the swamp will not become a threat."

As he retreated, he connected the communication and said to the other end:

"But this also proves that the ecology of the swamp is becoming more and more dangerous now. Although the plants will not take the initiative to attack us, the animals are hungry and anxious and don't care about it. I suggest that the command department stop sending newbies to mine mines. They can't fight like this. battle.

Either being hacked to death by gnolls or feeding swamp beasts, this is not worth it. "

"Received, thank you for the additional information. Now please go to the third assembly point in Tunnel F near Wolfsburg immediately. You have a new mission, the 'Artist' Team."

The staff member on duty today is the domestic 003. This guy has become familiar with the players and is no longer as strict as before. He says in a gentle tone:

"The new equipment has been sent to the front line and is being entrusted to you for testing. But don't worry, it will appear after the jackals disrupt our communications."

"Then when will they disturb me? Hello! Hello! 003, can you hear me? Damn! I really can't have a moment of leisure, but if I can find such an exciting job there in the future.

Well, if you think about it carefully, it's better to sit in an office over there. "