My Players Are So Fierce-Chapter 428

Chapter 428: Let the Silan Gentlemen Open Their Eyes! Let Them See How the Transians Fight!

On the way there, Typal had already learned from Colonel Frayzer’s prompt message that the Pioneer Army soldiers stationed here might have suffered heavy casualties, but it wasn’t until he received reports from the student party members who had arrived at the battlefield first that Typal realized the severity of the problem.

It’s only been 2 hours since the battle started, right?

How did they lose four-fifths of their soldiers?

Even though most of the warriors stationed there were recruits, the casualty rate being this high was still unimaginable to Typal. What made this newbie village chief feel even more shocked was the fighting spirit of those soldiers.

“They’re not players, they only have one life, but under such a casualty rate, they can still continue fighting… hmm, this Pioneer Army feels a bit strange.”

While galloping on horseback, Typal compiled the current information and said to his colleague Uncle Fording in private chat:

“If these are the enemies that the Portia Federation had to face during the Ten-Year War, I can understand why Transia, despite having such fierce local customs, would end up with a defeat. Just thinking about having to fight such opponents in the future makes my head ache even more.”

“Don’t be afraid, this definitely isn’t a normal situation.”

Uncle Fording, being older, showed more stability.

He responded with quite a general’s bearing:

“I guess they don’t want to run but have no way to break through. The gnolls are using skeleton armies to surround them everywhere. No matter which direction they run, they’ll only end up being captured. Add to that the Pioneer Army’s strict military discipline and the fact that they’re Banks City’s last batch of guards – if they run, the city is finished.

With these three factors combined, such a fierce blocking battle isn’t surprising, but these casualties are indeed terrible. Are these Silan people fighting with their feet?

We’ve dealt with skeleton armies in Smuggler’s Woods too, but our losses weren’t this severe.”

“We had intelligence support, we knew how to deal with these undead, but the Silan people are seeing this kind of situation for the first time. It’s understandable that they’d be flustered and use wrong tactics leading to massive casualties.”

Typal lay prone on horseback, letting his body move up and down with the galloping horse, and said:

“However, such fighting spirit indeed shouldn’t be underestimated. I’ve already commissioned the Blood Vulture Clan warriors to help us locate the undead summoners’ positions. They’ll also help us delay those guys’ undead summoning speed, allowing us to join the battlefield with lightning speed.

This is the Torrent Knights’ first large-scale battle, old Fording, you need to perform properly.”

“Tch, you’re an administrative professional, stop pretending to be a military commander. Just take your First Regiment and honestly support our charge from the flank.”

Uncle Fording said rather disdainfully:

“Think about your poor guards, they’re tired enough protecting you normally, don’t increase their workload.”

“That’s slander, I’ve been working hard practicing horsemanship and charging tactics!”

Typal weakly retorted:

“Although I’m an administrator, as a warrior of the Holy Light, I’ve never lacked courage-”

“Hey! Typal, don’t charge so fast!”

The voice of Becky, who served as cavalry instructor and charge formation commander, interrupted Typal’s rebuttal. She scolded:

“You have the worst horsemanship among this batch of knights. Didn’t we just say? You should enter the battlefield in the last batch to avoid others having to worry about your safety… Never mind, come over to my side, join Liwen in serving as battlefield observers and report situations to me in time.”

“Hahaha!”

Uncle Fording’s unkind laughter made Typal’s hands holding the reins tremble.

He wanted to shout at Miss Becky that he had already mastered charging techniques, but considering she was a lady, it wouldn’t be good for him, a grown man, to lose his temper at her, even though this “delicate lady” could crack his skull with one punch. Still, gentlemanly manners had to be maintained.

So, Typal slowed down with a sour face and rejoined Knight Liwen’s side.

At this time, the half-dragonkin knight had already activated some of her abilities granted by the divine spirit. Those eyes, like emerald snake pupils, gleamed in the night, bringing gentle winds that wrapped the entire rapidly advancing knight formation in a layer of war mist that could block spirit energy detection, and effectively reduced the noise that would come from the warhorses’ galloping.

Calum dragonkin often possess various unique abilities, and Lady Liwen was only a half-dragonkin, which made her power inherited from the astral dragons incomplete, and currently seemed to lean more towards support.

But that’s fine.

Although Liwen usually plays a low-key role as Miss Becky’s guard, her personal combat power is not inferior to Becky, and might even be slightly higher, she just pretends to be weak to take care of her best friend’s feelings.

“10 minutes left to the engagement area, everyone do final checks!”

Knight Liwen’s cold, clear voice transmitted clearly to every knight’s ears through the wind, making the little players who were already itching to go even more restless.

Although on the surface these guys’ expressions under their visors were extremely serious, in reality, in the team framework communications, these guys were just short of shouting out their most excited desires loudly.

Because they entered the game later, they almost missed several of Transia’s “founding battles”, which was these guys’ biggest regret. And now, with the Black Plague approaching, conflict after conflict was laid out before them, finally allowing these warriors’ warlike blood to be splashed upon this destined land.

They are players too.

They possess all the same “virtues” as veteran players, and their role-playing player characteristics give them even more behavioral patterns that distinguish them from ordinary players.

They value collective and personal honor more than veteran players. Although the “Honor Wall” in Torrent Fort is still bare now, from Typal to Uncle Fording to everyone in the team, no one doubts that in the near future, that wall recording glorious deeds will be filled with legends created by their own hands.

This game has no dungeon first kills or faction conflicts, but it definitely possesses certain more attractive qualities.

It no longer lets all participants view everything before them from an outsider’s or third-party perspective, but roughly stuffs the reins controlling the future into their hands, letting them participate in shaping and pushing forward a real future.

Construction and destruction have always been the two things that give people the most sense of achievement.

And now the Torrent Knights will simultaneously enjoy these two completely different senses of achievement. How can this not make people feel excited?

As the galloping warhorses crossed the final ridge before entering the battlefield, when the neighing horses finally stepped onto the ground near the battlefield, the vanguard player knights all saw the chaotic land illuminated by burning flames in the distance. Several still-burning watchtowers were like torches in the night, guiding their advance.

The closer they got, the more they could feel the deep-level opposition contained in this war, the chaos represented by the gnolls and the order that was being defended but precariously endangered.

And those corpses fallen by the roadside…

These people who fled from already destroyed villages ultimately couldn’t escape the merciless undead’s pursuit. Just from their twisted postures before death, one could see how desperate they were at the time.

“If we had come faster…”

This special emotion of regret echoed in the hearts of Typal and every Torrent Knight.

As they got closer to the battlefield and clearly saw those zombies just newly revived by the gnoll sorcerers, those tragic innocents, those men, women, old and young, those defiled deaths quickly transformed this regret into anger.

Like throwing a spark into a furnace already piled full of firewood.

“Kill!”

Uncle Fording at the front roared as he thrust his lance forward, the kinetic energy accumulated by the galloping warhorse making this strike thunder-like as it sent the ugly ghoul blocking the way flying.

With him as the charge spearhead, the following knights were like knives cutting into bread, quickly tearing open a path towards where the gnoll sorcerers were gathered in this zombie gathering ground.

Unfortunately, they were not Winged Cavalry with infinite charging power.

Facing the undead sea that had already gathered scale at this time, the first batch of knights’ charging power was quickly exhausted and then delayed by the undead in front, but it was alright. Following Uncle Fording’s roar for the first team of knights to spread to both flanks, Miss Becky and her family knights who were following closely behind had already topped up.

This was the charging tactic that Knight Valand personally formulated for the Torrent Knights.

They could achieve the same effect as the Winged Cavalry’s charging tactics using this alternating wave charge. The only problem was that executing such a precise tactic on the chaotic battlefield required a lot of time for practice, and also required the knights to maintain a state of “hearts in sync” to ensure that the echelon charge could be successfully executed without needing fine-tuned commands.

This point is very difficult for ordinary cavalry, but very easy for players.

They have the assistance of the team framework, allowing every team of knights to receive commands from the commander at any time and execute them.

This scene was also seen by the student party vampires hovering in the high air. Ah Yuen exclaimed:

“Although this isn’t as heart-shaking as the Winged Cavalry’s fearless charge, these RP party people are doing well! Look at their coordination, just like gears that have started turning, so smooth.”

“What are you feeling emotional about at this time! Quick, get down there, guide their charging direction. We must eliminate those gnoll sorcerers hiding among the undead at the fastest speed.”

Miaomiao Shark beside him shouted, grabbed his war halberd and flew down towards the target location that had already been scouted. Following behind, Ah Yuen took out a flare gun hand-crafted by Brother Loyalty and fired a shot into the sky.

The crimson firework rose and exploded, like the most perfect lighthouse guiding the advancing direction for the Torrent Knights who had charged into the battlefield.

And as the crimson light from the firework explosion in the sky illuminated the ground, the gnoll sorcerer Plague Fang, who was hiding behind the undead sea directing the battlefield, suddenly raised his head.

That red firework in the sky and the several vampires killing their way over all represented that the situation had progressed to the stage he least wanted to see.

This surprise attack had failed!

Transia’s vampires had detected their existence and were cooperating with the Goldflower Kingdom’s soldiers to encircle and destroy them.

Ah, damn it!

Plague Fang angrily raised the bone staff in his hand.

At his silent command, ominous death ravens flew out from the shadows along with skeletal carrion birds to attack the vampires in the sky.

However, players are most adept at summarizing experience. After the Big Bird Spin Spin Spin team almost got wiped out by carrion birds in Seicob City last time, countermeasures against this kind of anti-air force had already been developed.

Ah Yuen pulled something from his waist and threw it hard, then covered his eyes in the air.

Other vampires did the same, and several seconds later, along with dazzling flashes blooming in the night, the “sun bombs” obtained from Lord Helu the Spirit Mage detonated in the air, burning those undead birds so they fell to the ground like plucked chickens scattered everywhere.

The suddenly erupting solar spirit energy brought a burning hot sensation to the vampires too, but without aerial obstacles, it allowed their death drops to exert the most lethal threat.

Almost in the blink of an eye, by the time Plague Fang recovered from the blindness brought by the “flash bang”, there were already swinging blade gleams and dark lightning thrown by vampire spirit mages everywhere in the position around him.

“Ah! I’ve been shot! I’m bleeding!”

Plague Fang’s “mouthpiece” gnoll wailed beside him.

This unfortunate fellow had his paw cut off by Ah Yuen’s knife and was bitten on the tail by the hyena released by Miaomiao Shark, making it jump up and down in pain.

However, this batch of Plague Clan sorcerers were all elites, they wouldn’t be so easily thrown into disarray by several vampires’ surprise attack.

Unfortunately, this attack wasn’t launched only by vampires and the Torrent Knights charging over.

“Run! Run quickly! Our army is defeated! The vampires’ killing demons are going to kill us!”

Hog shouted in a drawn-out voice, that damned “defeatist declaration” sounding out of place, painting a kind of fear in this chaotic environment.

This damn drag reaction made Plague Fang, who was already preparing to summon meteors for counterattack, very dissatisfied.

It turned its head to glare fiercely at Hog trying to make this waste lowborn calm down, however, what responded to its silent rebuke was two suddenly brightening malicious blade lights.

“Pfft”

Such close-range assassination sneak attack gave Plague Fang no time to react before feeling intense pain strike his body.

Thanks to the “friendship” with Lame Claw, it gave Hog enough materials and opportunities to “add ingredients” to the gnoll-style bone saw in his hand. This weapon gleaming with malicious light was now stabbed into the gnoll sorcerer’s chest by Hog, while another eagle claw knife smeared with witch hunter’s hunting sword oil viciously circled around Plague Fang’s neck for half a round, cutting open most of his already injured vocal cords and throat.

But more terrifying than the physical pain to Plague Fang was the mental shock!

It clutched its cut throat making coughing sounds, poisoned blood seeping through its claws.

That was life flowing away.

Against the chaotic background of the earth shaking, Plague Fang staggered backward, looking at the still thin and small crippled lowborn before him with a gaze of incomprehension, but Hog’s face, which should have been full of fawning and fear, was now covered with a kind of pleasure that Plague Fang couldn’t understand?

“Don’t look at me like that…”

Hog didn’t advance to pursue.

It was always very clear about its own strength, it had already completed all the work assigned by Lord Murphy, and even “worked overtime” on its own initiative.

While retreating into the shadows amid the chaos, it high-fived with passing Cheche like old friends under Plague Fang’s gaze.

Before disappearing from Plague Fang’s sight, Hog gave it a very “friendly” wave with its paw in farewell.

The Blood Claw Chief said to it:

“Your height is twice mine, but your inferior wisdom isn’t even half of mine! I effortlessly disarmed one of Flesh Render’s arms. I will continue until I have in my hands everything you possess but don’t deserve to possess.

Dear sorcerer, you could kill me with one paw, but unfortunately my story will continue while your life will end here. 𝚏𝕣𝕖𝚎𝚠𝚎𝚋𝚗𝐨𝐯𝕖𝕝.𝕔𝐨𝕞

You hate me, I can feel it.

Ha, go complain about me to the Lord of the Hunt! If it would really punish me.

Flesh Render is right, our race really needs higher wisdom, but that has nothing to do with you anymore.

Goodbye.

No, farewell forever!”

“Whoosh”

Just as Hog disappeared wrapped in shadows, the flying spear that came racing over nailed into the ground at Plague Fang’s feet with a mountain-splitting momentum.

The lightning technique attached to its spearhead was triggered, turning into dazzling dancing paralysis lightning that pulled all living beings around into it, and along with the warhorse’s neighing gallop, Miss Becky holding a lance appeared under the chaotic night with her signature blue cape.

She saw the distinctive Plague Fang and guessed this fellow should be the leader of tonight’s shameless sneak attack.

Her eyes were full of excitement and killing intent.

Oh my brave grandfather and beautiful grandmother above, let your most adorable granddaughter’s legendary story begin with this gnoll sorcerer who will inevitably die under my spear.

Hey, following grandfather’s suggestion to join Transia’s army was indeed a good idea.

Weak Frayzer, open your eyes wide and watch carefully!

Who is it claiming this great victory tonight!

“Bang”

The terrifying impact force applied through the lance like a horrifying punch strike. In the instant Miss Becky galloped over, Plague Fang’s head exploded like a watermelon.

This elite gnoll sorcerer couldn’t release even a single lethal spell before death.

But actually, before its head exploded, the poison left on the blades by Lady Adele, personally concocted under Lady Tris’s guidance, had already taken half its life.

However, this couldn’t change Becky’s ultimate “knightly” behavior of stealing the kill.

This scene made the group of players following behind Becky extremely disappointed.

Hey, this gnoll obviously looked like a mini-boss, but unexpectedly had its first kill stolen by an NPC, so, this must be a story kill, right?

Bad review!

Must give the dog developers a harsh bad review! However, this mini-boss still dropped a “Gnoll Sorcerer’s Dire Wolf” reins, oh my my, today’s drop rate is really high!