615.Chapter 613 612 Battlefield Daily Quest Unlocked of Fortress of Courage
Chapter 613 612.Battlefield Daily Quest Unlocked Major Meat Grinder of Fort Courage
The final battle of the Blood Banner Battlefield was fought in a rather frantic manner, and after the last of the Whiptail Elites had also been taken out, the players who had been spared any more metamorphosis now desperately needed to go offline to recuperate.
It was a simple truth.
Although the “real other world” has reached 20 hours of online time per day, but in fact most of the players can not be “full game”, according to Murphy’s private investigation, counting the sleep link of 8 hours, the game time of 14-16 hours per day is a relatively standard gaming experience.
Although there are also small reed name and ooh meow brother such as every day to play 20 hours of “heavy addicts”, and combat strength within the Top 100 “professional players” average online time also exceeded 18 hours, but they are after all only a few individuals.
Most players’ energy and real-world jobs and chores couldn’t support their wandering around Transylvania, but during the 17 days of the Deathmatch, the online time of players in every Battle Group rotation exceeded 18 hours!
Exhaustion, that’s what it should be!
The game helmets could only stabilize the spirit, but it didn’t mean that it could turn players into superhuman energy, so after the event, 90% of the players chose to go offline, and in the resting area specially set aside for these “Transylvanian warriors” in the Black Flame Pass position, there were many sleeping guys lying all over the place.
Many of them didn’t even wash up, and maintained the appearance of “battlefield original ecology”, which made the NPCs who withdrew together once again lamented the “affordable and good use” of these foreigners.
The legendary blood-colored battle flag brought back by the proud “flag officer” Miss Becky was standing on the periphery of the “players’ rest area”, and many commanders of the army ran to “admire” it. This “holy relic” forged by war.
There were even a few elf rangers and minstrels who had already started to spread their thoughts beside the blood flag, to use their poems to spread the legend of the battle that took place in the Black Flame Mountain Pass to all parts of the continent.
Obviously, if there was a reputation bar for the guards of Black Flame Pass, then by relying on this “death match”, the Transylvanian soldiers had already pushed this reputation above the level of “respect”.
Although the players went offline to rest, but their lords can’t rest, since the reputation has been reached, then it is necessary to obtain rewards, Murphy and Tris are fighting for the “interests” of their own warriors at this moment.
In Lord Heather’s command room, which is located in the mountain behind the position, the Governor of Transylvania is discussing a series of “favorable conditions” with the commander-in-chief of the defense line.
Probably because of the outstanding performance of the Transylvanian warriors, the Dwarf Vampire Lord, who has always been difficult to talk to, has also become more tolerant.
She wore a comfortable dwarven robes, hand pinch a bottle of dwarven ale used to celebrate the victory, but still wearing a heavy helmet to hide his face, the lord stood beside a vampire attendant recording Murphy’s various requirements:
“First, my warriors must have their own independent position in the Black Flame Pass, you may set commanders but give them partial control.
They are very brave and free at the same time, they are not too willing to be bound by military regulations, so my advice to you is to put them in peripheral positions, they are not afraid of death, but boring defense and preparation will kill their enthusiasm.”
Murphy said slowly:
“Secondly, since my warriors have been recognized by most of the commanders since you downwards, it is only right that the Black Flame Pass and the Blood League Knights’ equipment stores should be open to them as well.
You can designate gold coins as the currency of purchase, or you can be more direct and let them trade the heads of jackals or dog heads for the gauntlets and weapons of their choice.
You should also be responsible for consumables, which are in high demand by my warriors, whether it be engineered explosives, gold-fueled projectiles or refined arrows, potions and elixirs of all kinds, and heavy firepower not available elsewhere.
I mean automatic hunting crossbows or even small caliber field guns, my warriors are very interested in all of these things and they are willing to go to all kinds of lengths to get their hands on such lovely contraptions.
You may raise the price higher.
But I don’t think you can lionize them for what they’ve already contributed to the position.”
“No problem, those demands are a bit excessive, but the Transylvanians deserve a little preferential treatment for their performance.”
Lord Heather said in a low tone with a big wave of his hand:
“But I always feel that you don’t see your warriors as trained soldiers, you seem to be persuading me to treat them as mercenaries? And it’s implying that I’m sending them to dangerous areas to carry out dangerous missions.
Those are your people!”
“Come on, Your Lordship.”
Tris, who was flipping through the Book of Ten Thousand Spells next to her, raised her head and said:
“Don’t condescend to our words, you are a high-ranking lord, the true identities of our warriors can’t be hidden from you, they are indeed Essence Spirits from the Other Realm, they won’t really die in the material world, and they need three days to be revived.
This means you don’t need to hesitate in sending them into the land of the dead, and it also means that your Black Flame Pass will have a tactical ranger team that can shoulder any duty.
It’s the kind of power every commander dreams of, but there’s one thing!
The foreigners of Transylvania honor equal trade, Heather, and you’d better be prepared to excite them with a payoff before you send them into hell, a tried and true trick.
And I’m not threatening you.
But if they’re not happy with the payoff and feel cheated, then you’re the one who’s going to have a hard time, and from what I’ve seen, our warriors have always been flexible when it comes to their moral boundaries. Also, seeing as we’re already friends, would you like your family heirloom ‘Butcher’ battle axe back?
Losing a family heirloom at this gambling table, even if you’re a Shield Dwarf big shot you’re going to be poked and prodded, right?”
“Hmm, a group of enhanced undead mercenaries? I see. As for my heirlooms don’t bother you guys, that Butcher’s Battle Axe has been eating dust for decades since I became a vampire, handing it over to a warrior will at least allow it to continue forging its own legend.
Besides, that was lost at the gambling table, I will win it back at the gambling table sooner or later! We Shield Dwarves have always valued our reputation at the gambling table more than our lives.”
Lord Heather let out a dwarven ramrod straight laugh as she exclaimed:
“And that is how direct our conversation should be, both of you! Though I am the second lord of the Knights of the Blood League, I have never been able to learn that dark and cunning way of conversation that our compatriots praise. Now that you have made your demands, I will not be rude.
Truth be told, your warriors are really good and incredibly destructive, like an otherworldly sword that hasn’t yet been fully honed, and I wouldn’t mind helping you sharpen this blade, but I am a commander in chief who wants to make the best use of what I have, after all!
That’s why I’m asking that the Black Flame Pass be manned by no fewer than 1,500 otherworldly men, otherwise it won’t be of much use.
I will dedicate one of my scions to manage and lead them, and if they do a good job, I may even go ahead and give them treasures from my private treasury as gifts; the Shield Dwarves have more than a single Butcher’s Battle Axe as their secret treasure.
To be honest, I actually quite like this kind of deal between mercenaries, money and goods are always pleasant.”
“1500 people? No problem!”
Murphy nodded and said:
“I will send over the people you need after about ten days, they need to rest and recuperate in the near future, in addition, you should also know that His Holiness Pa Ying is pushing forward with an important plan, when His Holiness orders to do something, my warriors will need to be deployed to the depths of the Dark Mountain Range, in that case, you need to arrange your affairs in advance in order to avoid any slip-ups.
Is there anything else that needs to be said?
If not, Tris and I will be leaving this place for the time being to return to Transylvania.”
“Of course there is! About that battlefield you were on earlier.”
Lord Heather picked up a drawing from his own table and handed it to Murphy, who took it in his hand and glanced at it instantly widening his eyes as he said:
“You want to mold a fortress in the Blood Banner Heights? Why? It’s not a treacherous terrain there, and from a practical point of view it’s a waste of valuable resources.”
“But we commanders-in-chief can’t be practical about everything, Murphy.”
Lord Heather shook her head:
“As commander-in-chief of the defense I have to think a lot from a morale standpoint; the seventeen-day assault on Blood Flag Heights was an unrepeatable miracle, and the story and every detail about that flag has become the most popular battlefield gossip in the position these days.
There were even letters of inquiry from some of the commanders-in-chief at the headquarters of the Knights of the Blood League.
Lord Murphy, you’re not a soldier can’t understand this rare emotion, and I also admit that the location of the Blood Flag Heights has no strategic value, but the fact that things have developed like this can already be called a not-so-small miracle.
As commander-in-chief, I must make good use of this small miracle to achieve the purpose of declaring morale.
As long as the Blood Banner is still in our hands, and as long as that Blood Banner hasn’t fallen, my soldiers will continue to be inspired, and all I need to do is to send out a few Earth Priests to repair the terrain and mold a sturdy fortress. I will name the place ‘Fort Courage’!
And send a retinue of soldiers there for a long time to keep the legend of the Blood Banner Highlands alive.
But this will undoubtedly require your permission, for that is the Transylvanian position! That is where the legend belongs to you.”
“I have no problem with that, and even feel flattered.”
Murphy said as he handed the drawings back:
“But since this is our little Transylvanian military marvel, could there be Transylvanian involvement in this matter? Our brotherhood of stonemasons there are also skilled in construction, and I’m sure they could give a much better drawing of the fortress.
That Blood Banner can also remain at Fort Courage forever, but I have a small request, could the Earth Priests under your command mold a few statues along the way?
I mean the kind of monumental statues that don’t want specific faces just need to record this ‘glorious event’, please understand, but I also need to use this event to inspire courage in the hearts of the Transylvanians!
It is a necessary tool for a ruler.
And after the construction of Fort Courage is completed, if a battle occurs there, I demand that it must be supported by the warriors under my command, it is a place of wonders for the Transylvanians, and any warrior has an obligation to preserve the epic of war left behind by their predecessors.
As a battlefield routine in the nature of an egg, I bet that would make them feel cheered.”
“Of course, that’s not much of a problem, though I don’t understand much of your Transylvanian vernacular.”
Lord Heather was worthy of being a Dwarf in origin, his temper and behavior was quite brash, and the cooperation agreement between the two sides was reached.
Heather personally sent Murphy and Tris out of his own command, before leaving Murphy also did not forget to hand Lord Heather an arithmetic pearl, the same as the one he gave to Villanther before, inside there was a copy of Miriam’s summarized “Tips for the Goodwill of the Foreigners” and “300 Effective Sentences for Communicating with the Warriors” which was a must-read for Transylvanian civil servants.
See, it wasn’t just the players who were brushing up on the NPCs’ goodwill, the diligent NPCs were also privately working on brushing up on the players’ goodwill.
This wave is part of a two-way run.
“Sure enough, respect is all about fighting!”
As Murphy and Tris strolled through the position at Black Flame Pass, he looked around at the respectful eyes of the squires and said to Tris:
“I still remember how the local soldiers treated me with love and disdain when I first came here before, and now they see us and our warriors as trustworthy people, all thanks to the warriors’ fight at Blood Banner Heights.
War destroys all things, but it also creates friendships.
It seems that the warriors will not have a hard time in the Black Flame Pass after this.
This place will become the hottest ‘leveling area’ in the internal test version, and the Black Flame Defense Line and the Blood Alliance Knights’ Treasure Trove will replace us in arming generations of warriors, ha, finally, I don’t have to dig my way through designing all kinds of weapon sets for them.”
“You’re good at being lazy.”
Tris grunted and whispered while assuming the aura of a psychic energy master:
“But you also told me about your worries before, you don’t think the Black Flame Mountain Pass can be defended in the end, right?”
“Well, the odds are that this place will fall, and while I can’t guess the exact way, the Maginot Defense Line will certainly come in handy; the shadow of dusk hangs over this Black Plague, and Lord Heather may have sensed the problem, but she’s still fighting the coming war in the same way she’s simply fighting off the Jackals.
It will reap her a defeat.”
Murphy said with his hands behind his back:
“But that’s not a bad thing for us, can you understand that? Tris.”
“Sure.”
Archduke Bloodwing nodded and asked again:
“Miriam completed a new census within Transylvania yesterday, and we have now surpassed 300,000 people collected, and the number of xenos warriors entering the game is now around 2,200, with 800 more in your hands.
Should we save them for the start of the internal test? Or do you want to summon them now?”
“Tomorrow night.”
Murphy said in a deep voice:
“Use up all 800 slots at once, pull the militants and bloodthirsty commanders into our world, give them the last five days to get used to life here, and then start the version update.
When they return to Transylvania again, the minions of the Black Plague will be officially at war, and Transylvania will join in this holy and difficult war under their leadership.
The wonders of Blood Banner Heights proved that young players can take care of themselves in danger, and they are old enough to leave the cradle.
Let’s go, Tris.
First to the Valley of the Shadow, then back to Transylvania to prepare for the Last Call.”
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Master Qin slept hard offline for a full six hours before regaining his energy, which scared his old companion into thinking he’d contracted a pandemic and almost sent him to the hospital, and the first thing the old man did when he woke up was to eat a big bowl of rice before going online again to see how things were going.
As a result, Master Qin just logged into the game and left the rest area to see the Heather Lord of the Black Flame Pass standing in front of the Blood Banner saying something to a few dwarves wearing sacrificial robes.
After noticing Old Qin, Lord Heather let out a jarring laugh and greeted:
“Come quickly! Brave ‘Meat Grinder’ Major, we are discussing making your blood-colored battle flag into a strategic curiosity, so perhaps you can give us a bit of inspiration?”
“Huh? A meat grinder? Major?”
Master Qin was a bit confused for a moment, and after checking his character screen, he realized that he had been promoted to the rank of Major of the Kadman People’s Army by General Maxim because of his meritorious command.
As for the honorary title of “Meat Grinder”, it is the nickname attached to the medal of “Transylvanian War Hero” personally awarded by Lord Murphy, belonging to the unique kind, and also lit up the “server first! The Commander’s Medal is a hidden achievement.
Of course, the medal is still being made in Scarlet Fortress, so Old Qin needs to go back to collect it, but the nickname “Meat Grinder” has already spread in Black Flame Mountain Pass.
Not only did Lord Heather call it that, but the soldiers in the neighborhood would also chant this name with respect, which could bring courage and pride to everyone.
“Tsk, that’s not a bad feeling.”
A wave of smugness rose in Old Qin’s heart.
But then he admonished himself to be humble, where have we been?
In the real world, he is a shoulder with flowers, in the other world how can not be lower than his existing rank, right? Hey, the road to war has only just begun.
We’ll see!
(End of chapter)