449.Chapter 447 446 Hey, now it’s finally the NPC’s turn to lick us!

Chapter 447 446.Hey, now it’s finally the NPC’s turn to lick us- [加更1325] [加更1325] [加更1325] 2023-11-28 Author: 帅犬弗兰克

(For brother “Orchid Eyes” [3/5])
The release of the incident from the mainline NPC Governor Murphy was like a thunderbolt, completely igniting the players’ interest and desire in this matter.

In particular, the upcoming Hall of Fame function and its low-profile but practical rewards had pulled those manufacturing and administrative players who hadn’t originally intended to participate in it into the vortex as well. One could only say that there really was a small amount of intelligence hidden in the development team, and they really knew what to do to effectively incite the passion and desire of the players.

Almost that very afternoon, the five collective farms that were currently being dominated by players all chose which team they would support.

The two villages, Hidden Treasure Bay and Lion King’s Pride, finally chose to support the Scarlet Hammer and Sickle Regiment, which was currently the strongest and had the greatest chance of winning, after repeated comparisons after urgent consultations.

In response to this, Stick couldn’t even close his mouth with laughter.

These two villages were the two richest among the five villages at the moment, and their support meant that Brother Bang didn’t need to worry about logistical supplies in this big event at all.

Tepal’s novice village rightfully supported the Riptide Knights, the first phase of herb planting on his side had already yielded results, although it wasn’t exactly lucrative but the results of this kind of collective farming were still amazing, which allowed the players on the southern defense line to get a reasonably sufficient supply of potions and scrolls.

The remaining two villages, the masonry fraternity headquarters run by the bricklayers and the “Lost Island” run by the scholars, rightfully supported their student brothers.

However, the strength of these two villages was the weakest among the five villages, and the support they could give was also the least.

This made Good Pigeon a bit anxious.

But the good thing was that the arrival of the Shadow Trail Faction, which had superb combat strength, allowed them to equalize the situation in terms of quality, and enough preparation in advance allowed them to begin their raid on the western front while the others were still preparing.

Just as the event-triggering announcement was made, the hard-charging Badger and Cuckoo Chicken and Meow Shark had already taken the second sentry post occupied by the Skeleton Army.

After the strategic contraction of the Jackal Warlocks, the Skeleton Army that remained in the swamp outposts could hardly be called “elite”, and under the ferocious blows of the Vampire players, it was expected that they would be overrun by two outposts in a row within a day.

According to Badger’s plan, they need to get three outposts and build a forward camp before the line goes down tonight.

However, just as the student party was advancing into the swamp with great vigor, Badger, who was leading the group, suddenly received a message from Good Dove, who was in the rear, which made him frown.

“Colonel Fraser sent someone over?”

Badger whispered:
“I’m lucky if these Goldfinch Kingdom bastards don’t cause us any trouble, they say they have a camp in the western part of the swamp near the Cato area, but it’s really just starting to be built there, isn’t it? A lot of their soldiers are going into the swamp for the first time and can’t help at all!

Shit, compared to us, the other two fronts are like heavenly beard openings.”

“No, no, no, Badger Bao don’t be so demoralized, we still have a hidden support force.”

Meowshark commanded his four well-fed hyena pets to spread out in the swamp to search for possible enemies while speaking to Badgerboo:
“Don’t forget, our side is very close to Hogg’s clan, and Hogg knew the situation over there very well when he was doing his lurking in Plague Town before, we’ve brushed up the Bloodclaw Clan’s reputation to worship, and we have a combat horn in hand.

Hogg’s side can even provide jackal warriors to join us directly in battle whenever we need them.”

“They’re tops, my ass.”

Badger shook his head:
“The local Jackals are far inferior to the Dark Mountain Jackals in both physique and strength, it’s not like you don’t know about what happened in the Smuggler’s Woodland last time, a dozen or so barbarian soldiers broke up Hogg’s barbarian regiment, and even though they’re both called Jackals, both of them are simply like two kinds of creatures.

If you let the blood clawed jackals come to fight, then it’s just sending them to their deaths, isn’t it?
What Hogg’s side can provide is intelligence support, and at most a large supply of war materials, such as command knuckle staffs and so on!

Hogg had a lot of Command Staffs in his hands!
Yeah!

Why did I overlook this? Oops, what a mistake!”

Badger came hard towards his own head, he turned back and grabbed the precious pearl to send a message to Che Che who was guarding in the previously occupied post:

“Che Che, immediately take Dog Egg and go to the Smuggler’s Woodland, the Demon Bajiejie set is almost there, use your name to buy some Command Sectional Staffs from Hogg and give them to them. They are all psychics, let them bring their knuckle staffs to the front line!
If we don’t kill these wandering skeleton soldiers, how long is this going to take?

We use the Command Sectional Staff to disrupt and control them, and even if we can’t get them to turn back, we can drive them away from the engagement zone.

This will make our advance very fast.

Even as the other guilds enter the swamp, we’ll be able to advance to the vicinity of Plague Town.”

“Crap you’re really a little witty!”

Che Che retorted loudly over there:

“But you using the Command Sectional Staff to just repel these skeletons doesn’t get them killed, it’s speculative, once the battle is over, these undead that are scattered and roaming around and uncontrolled will become a problem for us again.

We’ll still have to clean up then.”

“We’ll talk about the future later! Just tell me if you want the Hall of Fame qualification or not?”

Badger said as he spread his wings and flew to the back:

“Besides, where else in Transylvania is there a suitable place for newcomers to practice now? It’s all gone, even the elite ghouls in the city sewers have been killed off. The development team will have to create a place for newbies to level, so why bother?
Why don’t we just break up the mediocre skeleton army and throw them into the swamp, and let them roam around, and then the newbies will go straight to the swamp to level up and open up the map?

Anyway, the black plague will come afterward, these skeletons can block for a minute or two more is good.”

“Bull, I think you should enter the development team, this idea of yours is already completely in the shape of the development team.”

Che Che spat out and said:
“Alright, I’ll go over there, let’s follow your method first.”

“Uh-huh.”

Badger answered and disconnected the communication.

He traveled quickly through the smell of swampy corruption and low jungle, and soon returned to the previously abandoned jackal stronghold, only to see several well-equipped Pathfinder grassroots commanders brushing their military boots in the camp.

The originally shiny military boots were stained with mud spots after entering the swamp, and even the beautiful uniforms on those Goldfinch soldiers had been covered with dirt, reducing them from proud and gorgeous commanders to the level of scruffy vagabonds all of a sudden.

This Golden Bird Flower Kingdom’s military reforms didn’t seem to be carried out thoroughly, these commanders in order to be seen by the soldiers on the battlefield they one by one embellished their uniforms with conspicuous pendants, hell, isn’t that asking for death?
That is, there are no full-time snipers in this era.

Otherwise really is the old six ecstasy ah.

Badger spit while walking over, but also heard these few basic officers in loud cursing this damn swamp, a look of rich dude look at the small player shook his head repeatedly.

I had heard that this military observer group was made up of the sons of the military nobility of the Kingdom of Canary Flower, and it sounded and felt like it was running to Transylvania to platinize, and now I see that it is true!
If they complained like this when they got some mud on their shoes, would they not be scared down when they really encountered the big and fierce jackals?

How can you expect them to do anything?
With this kind of contempt in his heart, Badger quickly walked into the gray tent where Pigeon Treasure was located, and as soon as he entered, he saw Major Ron arguing with Pigeon Treasure about the war situation.

“No! Just no! Nothing you say will do!”

Pigeon Treasure tilted her head and said with a resolute face:
“This is our Transylvanian war, it’s not the turn of your Goldfinch Kingdom’s soldiers to rampage back and forth across our land.

Your mission is to support us! And the support we need right now is for you to take your lesser soldiers and stay well in your campsite and don’t mess up any shit that requires us to help!

If you have a problem with that, you can complain to Governor Murphy and Consul Miriam.

It’s no use talking to me now, I can’t get you to join the fight.

I don’t have that kind of authority.”

Hearing this, Badger knew the reason why this Major Ron was here.

It seems that these soldiers of the Golden Sparrow Kingdom are okay, and dare to take the initiative to request to participate in the battle, not counting as a bunch of guys with no balls.

But Pigeon Treasure’s answer was also correct.

Unless the players couldn’t take it anymore, the NPCs couldn’t take the initiative to participate in the battle, which would weaken the players’ control over the battle line and affect the distribution of the loot afterwards.

Governor Murphy had said that this big event was a stage reserved for otherworldly braves! This time is completely by the players to dominate the war, you NPC or give me where cool where to stay.

But shrewd and smooth Badger turned his eyes, Pigeon Treasure so decisively refused to really do not give face to others, this kind of refusal of other people’s face thing can be another angle to talk about it.

So Badger revealed a gentle smile, went forward and sat beside Pigeon Treasure and Major Ron, he opened his mouth and said:

“I probably know that you and your soldiers are eager to fight, but Your Excellency Major, your campsite near the swamp hasn’t been built yet, even if we allow your soldiers to participate in the fierce battle in the swamp.

You see, you don’t even have a large rear camp, so even retreating is a problem when you really get into trouble.

Moreover, judging from the behavior of the officers outside the tent, they have not yet made the most basic mental preparation for the swamp battle.

I mean, you can kick the enemy in the head with your boots covered in mud, so there’s no need to wipe them clean, right?
And don’t you guys still have to walk the muddy road on your way back?”

“It’s not that we’re stupid, but that’s what the Pioneer Legion military orders are.”

Major Ron said with a discouraged look:
“The marshal always asks us to maintain proper demeanor under all circumstances, of course, I won’t deny that we didn’t expect our first battlefield in Transylvania to be a damn swamp.”

The young major from the general’s family spat with a look of despair as he glanced at his muddy boots:
“Fraser’s probably going to go crazy now, he’s a clean freak.

But these are among the problems that can be overcome with will, and what I want to convey to both of you is that despite the fact that our camp is still under construction, we don’t intend to miss out on this battle between us and the vanguard of the Black Plague!
We have already learned about the size of the enemy from General Maxim, and with all due respect, even if your group is made up entirely of vampires and evil sorcerers, you are still at a disadvantage against them.

You need our help!”

“Our companions are already on their way.”

Badger and Pigeonbottom exchanged glances as he took over:

“I don’t really think we’ll need help from foreign soldiers, but we do seem to be outnumbered, so we might consider giving you guys the post we knocked down to guard.

Don’t think this is an easy job.

The swamp is now filled with an army of skeletons awakened by the jackals, and while they are not strong individually they are extremely numerous, and once the post is surrounded that means you will need to hold it until reinforcements arrive.

I’ll be honest, it’s very dangerous work!
And we don’t have a good idea of your strength, I don’t know what level you guys are really at?
I feel skeptical about your ability to shoulder such a heavy responsibility.”

“Are you doubting the courage of the Goldfinch?”

Major Ron was angered by the young vampire in front of him’s feigned arrogance, and he said in a deep voice:
“I’ve heard for a long time that you Transylvanians are a bunch of brave and ruthless guys, and the only language you understand is your fists, so in order to win your approval, don’t we have to overthrow you in order to do so?”

“Ha, there’s no need to be so extreme, and I don’t think we’d lose in a fistfight.”

Pigeonbottom, the bad guy, reached out his hand and squeezed it as he said meaningfully:
“But you are right, the Transylvanians never fight with cowards! You want to prove that you and your soldiers are worthy of being part of this swampy battle destined to go down in history, then show us something real.

We’ve now knocked down two guard posts. You and your soldiers go and hold them.

No need for you to hold more than one!
As long as you can hold out for one night against the skeleton army’s siege, we’ll grant your request to join the war and give you the heavy responsibility of securing the logistics and roads.

How’s that?
Major Ron, do you dare to make this bet with us?”

“Two posts, one night, right?”

The Major stood up with a decisive look on his face:
“Then I’ll see you at the front at dawn tomorrow.”

“Wait!”

Badger suddenly called out to the Major who was about to leave, and the latter turned back to see Badger fiddling with the arithmetic treasure beads in his hand, and said to him without looking up:

“The posts you’ll be guarding are now three!
Just two minutes ago, my brothers knocked down the third post, which is deep within the outermost defenses of the Skeleton Army. I must emphasize to you that the pressure on the defense over there is extreme”

“I don’t need to know how many enemies there are, tell me the location!”

Major Ron gripped the hilt of the sword at his waist as he said in a deep voice:

“I will prove our courage and strength, and at that time, you two arrogant guys will have to apologize to us in front of everyone! The grudges between the two countries are put aside for now, now that we are allies, then we must be given the respect we deserve!
This is the most basic treatment for a soldier.”

After saying that, he took the arithmetic treasure bead that recorded his position and turned to leave, and in the tent where only Badger and Pigeon Treasure were left, the two student parties laughed so hard that their stomachs hurt.

“Aiyaa, in the past, it was us who brushed the NPC’s goodwill, now it’s finally the NPC’s turn to brush our goodwill, hahahaha.”

Badger covered his stomach and laughed:
“This ‘Prove Strength’ quest was sent out well, I finally realize the simple joy of that group of manufacturing players when they sent us quests.

That’s how it should be done.

Now letting NPCs work for us, this is a great feeling.”

“That’s right, it’s been said that it’s 100% realistic, right? So what’s the point of just letting players brush up on NPC favor?”

Pigeon Treasure hummed and said:
“We as Lord Murphy’s warriors surely have our own dignity well, not any stinking fish or shrimp can stick a foot in our battle line.

Hey, want to earn our respect?

Act like a warrior first, these sand sculptures who have to wear ceremonial boots to move around in the swamp.”
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“No shit? Ron! You’re playing for real?”

Outside the camp of the student party, a few lower-ranking officers who were closer to Major Ron were trudging through the muck with one foot deep in the mud, and they were dumbfounded as they looked at the Major in front of them with an unchanging face, and these guys exclaimed in astonishment:

“How can these Transylvanians be so arrogant? We took the initiative to come to help them, and they don’t appreciate it, but they want us to prove our strength?

Bah!
Do these vampires deserve it?”

Several lower ranked officers were indignant, Major Ron waited for them to finish complaining before speaking:

“We’re on the battlefield now, don’t call me Ron, address me by my rank! Besides, we can certainly stay on the border of the Cato region the entire time, watch the Transylvanians roll around in the muck and have fun doing it, and no one can say anything about us for it.

But we can also join them and fight the real jackals before the Black Plague arrives.

I don’t think the marshal sent us over here to really come on a gold-plated tour, gentlemen.

I’m going to get this out of the way today, we’re all from military nobility, and the fact that we’ve been sent here means that we all come from something but none of us come from that much, and with the exception of Fraser, who is the first son of the family, all of us either have an older sibling above us or have been confirmed by the family to be unable to inherit the family business.

What I’m trying to say is that this battle is the best chance for us to come out on top!
If we want to continue the glory of the family, and if we want the family to look at us differently, we’ll have to take off our pretty boots and actively step into the muck, just like our fathers did when they rolled around in the sea of corpses and blood!

Only then can we earn the future we want.

I’m not going to argue with you about how arrogant the Transylvanians are, but the fact remains that when I step onto the battlefield, I likewise don’t want my fellow soldiers to be a bunch of cowards…”

The Major shook his head, removing his luxurious shotgun from his warhorse and waving his hand:

“Those who don’t want to go go back to camp, I’ll hold that post with my soldiers and shoot down every bastard that comes near me until the Transylvanians willingly bow their arrogant heads before my eyes.

That is how I will fight this war.

I will prove to my enemies and my fellow soldiers that I didn’t just rely on my general father to get me this far…

Me!
I have my dignity too.

Right here in this swamp, far from my homeland, I have to maintain my pathetic dignity, that’s all.”

(End of chapter)