After the Gnolls' general assault on the Black Flame Pass was launched, enthusiastic and belligerent newcomers began to take the initiative to join the battle from the "safe area".

Although none of the players with the strength below the Black Iron Rank have received the frontline call-up, this does not stop the determination and courage of the newcomers to contribute to Master Murphy's "big plan" and the rise of Translasia.

If you ask them, they will all answer that they are courageous and willing to give everything for the sake of victory, but in fact, the main reason is that it is too "boring" to stay in the rear.

At present, there are basically no monsters in the Translancia area that are worth the player to draw their knives, and they can only run errands for NPCs.

In the filthy swamp of Wolf Castle, it is possible to receive some combat missions from the Bloodclaw Clan to clean up swamp tigers, crocodiles, or wandering skeleton armies, but after seeing the big scenes of the Black Plague War, even the newcomers feel that it is somewhat unpleasant to go back and fight with the tigers and skeletons.

THIS IS TOO COOOL!

What's more, several "veterans" of the Loyal Hymn Guild have been teaching the newcomers how to use all the resources at hand to set up killing traps in the swamp these days, and Brother Loyalty's arsenal has also divided a special production line to continuously produce various types of anti-infantry mines and some dangerous "butterfly mines".

Qin Ye's request to the newcomers was that they must arrange the filthy swamp into a guerrilla war hell before the first two lines of defense were breached.

This proposal has also been approved by the commander of the Maginot Line, Master Kudel, and the direct consequence of this order is that the newcomers will have to complete more than twenty traps every day as long as they stay in Wolfsburg.

It's like the fucking man's daily quest that the dog is tired of.

This kind of work is quite interesting at first, but after a long time, it is too draining of passion, except for some Battlefield guys who simply love this thing, other newcomers still want their game career to be "fresh".

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

It's fun to have monsters kill them, and if you can kill monsters and brush honors, the enthusiasm of the newcomers will be fully mobilized.

Of course, the poor strength is a big problem, with the current level of combat skills of the budding newcomers, two or three people together can't kill a black iron elite gnolls brute soldiers, but the blessing of the six gods of the Shadow Valley has boosted their combat effectiveness, allowing them to fight when necessary.

The most important thing is that after experiencing the "Battle of the Dead Terrace", all budding newcomers have a heart of "self-detonating sappers".

Even a few little perverts like this kind of bang, taking away the enemy and taking away their own cool tactics.

The only problem is that you can only use it once in three days.

But it doesn't matter!

Play games, as long as it's cool.

"Boom"

Another newcomer shouts "For the glory of Master Murphy" and activates the Covenant and pulls the explosive pack, which is filled with yellow explosives, in the midst of a group of gnolls swearing loudly.

Tracey has made the "Atlas TNT", and the recipe has been given to the Arsenal.

Brother Loyalty is being produced on a large scale, but the original inventory also needs to be cleared.

This leads to the fact that as long as the newcomers want to blow themselves up, the arsenal will never lack tools to send them "offline three-day tour".

However, the biggest weakness of the self-detonation tactic is that it also has a "diminishing edge effect", to use the more fashionable term is Occam's razor or something else?

The courage and will of the newcomers are strong, but the number of enemies they face now is too damn too great.

Even if there are constantly sprouts who dedicate themselves to lighting fireworks at critical moments, the first line of defense of the Black Flame Pass still falls inexorably into the hands of the jackals, and they are not even willing to stay but continue to attack the second line of defense, and they have the momentum of recklessly piercing the Black Flame Pass.

Fifty thousand brutal gnolls and three times as many kobold thugs were enough to launch a terrifying and resolute charge in any area of the mountain pass defenses, and this time it was no small fight, the gnolls had a complete military system, brutes, hunters, assassins, and priests.

The combination of these classes makes them super impactful.

Voodoo banners were erected above the charging positions, locking up the morale of the gnolls, shackled trolls of trolls and monster infantry being released, and even a group of gnolloll necromancers resurrecting corpses from the battlefield in the rear.

The most frustrating thing is that these guys are rushing into battle with the assistance of meteorites that fell from the sky.

This is an all-round and multi-angle "ground-air integration" attack, which has pulled the intensity of the battle of the Black Flame Pass at this time to the point that even veteran players will be numb.

Even if the second and third lines of defense are defended by the Trancians, who have recently earned a reputation as "Furious Battle" and "Brave" through a series of victories, even if they are still as brave and resolute as ever, players will be forced to retreat in the face of the Gnolls who are overwhelming all their lines like a real hurricane.

Two and a half hours after the start of the general assault, most of the second line of defense had fallen into the hands of the gnolls.

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

They could no longer hold the tunnels that had been dug out and chose to blow them up, but the gnolls had quite a lot of kobold minions, and the pit bombing tactics could not be effective at all, and the kobolds kept digging and soon reopened the tunnels.

Some of the elite gnolls had already stormed the battlefield of the third position through the tunnels, and had fought with Maxim and his 1,400 vultures and 1,600 reserve vampires guarding there.

Two and three positions were attacked at the same time, and if Maxim could not hold it, then Murphy's army of players would be trapped and killed in the already dire situation of the second line.

The Red Devils, the Bloodrats, the Hussars, the Church of Avalon, the Assassins of the White Mountains, and the Blooddread Pirates have all joined the battle, and with the help of this elite group of generals, Maxim has repelled several attacks by the gnolls from the tunnels.

But they couldn't chase them into the pit because they were understaffed.

Murphy even mobilized the "Foreign Legion" of trolls and bear goblins in the Valley of Shadows.

He and his players are stubbornly defending the second line of defense, and they have already released their words to fight to the death.

New and old players have also taken on the mission called "Fight to the Last", everyone is fighting, at this time the second position is impossible to hold, then players have to use the final battle to cause more trouble for the gnolls at the same time, for Lord Heather to buy time for the transfer of troops.

The Black Flame Pass is 17 kilometers deep from the No. 1 position to the No. 12 position, and there is a terrain gap, so that such a large battlefield range makes the mobilization of troops an art.

"Don't come to Three! Go to position number four, there is an artillery position, hold there! ”

When Maxim saw the Blood Alliance clan's servants rushing over to help, he immediately demanded:

"We, the Transansians, will be in charge of position three, and you only have one mission before we fall! Fire, shoot! Shoot all your shells into the front position! ”

"Boom"

With a loud bang, another tunnel was shattered by the earth priests guarding the area with a spell, burying all the gnolls and kobolds alive.

The earth priest was exhausted, but he still had to keep the attack on the ground, and the dwarf priestess was almost carried by two KPA soldiers to the other hole that was still pouring out of the kobolds.

"It's insane!"

Marianne, who had changed into the Master Hunter armor again, set up a shotgun and accurately pierced the eyeballs of a gnoll voodoo priest three hundred meters away, and while she changed bullets, she watched the crazy and bloody brawl around her, and this old woman who had participated in the ten years of war felt like she was back in damn time.

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

"Avalon, please give us the power to regenerate!"

Beside her, old Eugene prayed with a blood-stained sword in his hand, and at his call, emerald green raindrops rained down from the sky, nourishing the bodies and minds of all the weary warriors in the region.

"Don't you need help from Murphy-sama?"

Miss Dorothy rushed over and asked:

"Maxim! Send someone to our lord's aid! He needs help! ”

"Master Murphy has made it clear that Position 2 cannot be held and does not need assistance, and he and the Warriors will buy us the last time to prepare."

Maxim wields the Skull Crusher's Warhammer, which was originally a hacky thing that has been covered in blood and shredded flesh due to the long battle, and the monster general's armor has also been washed over by blood, making him look crazy and hideous.

From under the vulture's helmet came the sound of urns, and he said:

"We cannot afford to live up to the sacrifices of the warriors!

If you still have time to shout at me, why don't you have your Assassins hurry up and bury the remaining mines in front of the position? We can't expect the Warriors to do everything for us! We can't hide behind strangers in peace!

Dorothy, it's our job to defend Transenia! ”

"I see."

As an explorer, Dorothy, who doesn't like to fight very much, is taught a lesson by Maxim.

But she didn't refute, just silently took a few steps back, carrying a psionic bag full of anti-infantry mines, and quickly stepped forward with a few of her subordinates who could still fight, and planted the mines in her hands before the gnolls broke through the second position.

"Mark! The Shadow Rangers' will to fight is about to collapse, and Ms. Lisa, who is on duty today, is asking me to retreat."

Lady Leenia, who was in charge of the rangers on this front, sent a message to Maxim, which made the monster general frown, and he spread his wings and flew among the rangers at the rear of the position, and when he saw him striding forward, Lady Lisa, whose face was covered in blood, immediately got up and was about to say something, only to be met with a heavy punch.

Maxim didn't spare any strength, and the punch knocked the nominal leader of the half-elves to his knees.

"Listen to me! Half-elf! ”

Maxime, without any mercy, grabbed Lisa by the collar and lifted her up, and he scolded:

"There is no such thing as 'retreat' on this front!

You'll either survive to the end with your own hands or let someone else carry you out!

The Shadow Half-Elves are already part of Translasia, and you have a duty to the land, and your husband, Lord Merkel, was valiant the other day when he killed a Gnoll Vanguard Overseer with his own hands, earning respect and honor for the Shadow Half-Elves.

And he is now recuperating in the Valley of the Shadows, and if you retreat now, you will be leaving the problems and dangers in his hands.

That's not what a leader should do!

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

Our co-governor and your co-governor are still fighting at the front, and all the Transanians are not qualified to retreat at this time!

Take this. ”

He shoved a vial of diluted source blood into Lisa's hand, who had had her teeth knocked out, and said to her:

"Either you drink it yourself in a moment of crisis, or you find someone to stick it in your heart while you run away, I advise you to be decent, Ms. Lisa, and learn from your best friend Adele. From now on, learn to be a Transanian. ”

The half-elf leader looked at the source blood vial in her hand, she knew that this was an "ultimatum" given to him by Maxim, and if she didn't know each other again, the vampires of the People's Army who had gathered around her would be happy to "help".

"I see."

Lisa was still ruthless, she nodded, wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth and stood up straight, Maxim knew that this guy must have a grudge, but it didn't matter! As long as you can hold this position, resentment will be resentment.

Vampires are never born to like them anyway.

There were no players on Position Three, and all the players were guarding the last position by Murphy's side at this time, and they were standing on the ground that had been smashed by meteorites on Heights Two.

Fight every gnolle you see in every trench, behind every bunker, in every crater.

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

The giant shark and Qin Ye were standing back to back next to a crater, and there were scattered dog tags and calculation orbs everywhere under their feet, not to mention the forty dead players here, and the fierce battle even gave them no time to collect the "bones" of their companions, and even the fallen equipment was picked up by the jackals.

But it doesn't matter!

Kill drops are classic "game design", and having your equipment taken away by monsters is an unspeakable shame for players, which only deepens their hatred of the Gnolls and the Black Plague.

"Watch me, O Vam!"

The giant shark will be a little crazy no matter how crazy it is.

The main thing is that I am too tired.

The corpses of the gnolls and kobolds around him were piled up, and the Vam decapitator in his hand almost looked like it had been soaked in blood, but the more so, the more terrifying the sharpness of the Vam artifact became, as if it had been completely awakened by a giant shark.

With each swing of the tomahawk, he unleashed multiple attacks with bloody blades, and the Giant Shark could even see a tall barbarian illusion roaring beside him, and he thought he might be dazzled for a moment.

"Lao Qin, you take your brothers' equipment and go! Lao Tzu can continue to cut! ”

The Shark slashed another gnolll who dared to approach, panting with his axe, and the gnolls around him roared in a circle.

But no one dared to come up.

In the face of the giant shark's request, Lao Qin's response was to spit out a mouthful of blood to his mouth, grab the chainsaw sword and activate it again, and in that buzzing sound, he slashed the gnoll assassin who appeared behind him to death, and the blood splattered everywhere.

"You let Lao Tzu be a deserter? How fucking dare you little young man! ”

Qin Ye scolded:

"This is my position! I'm not in the habit of giving it away. ”

"Damn, this is the first time I've slashed a monster and my hands are sore."

The giant shark scolded, he staggered and took off the decisive wine on his waist, bit the stopper and glared at the gnolls rushing around him viciously, reached out and touched a glass with Lao Qin, who made the same action, and the two drank the bitter black wine.

"See you at Valhalla!"

"In three days, Lao Tzu will be back!"

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

It was like a smashing reef crashing into the black tide, splashing a few waves and then subsided.

Murphy sensed this scene, and he knew that he had lost two more little players, which was like a spark, which made the already burning heart even more intense.

As the protector and administrator of the Gentiles, he was able to track the number of players on this front in real time, and now there were only one hundred and fifty left, and all the players above the Black Iron Rank had reached the end of defeat.

However, Murphy didn't stay here to fight to the death, he had to buy enough time.

"Boom"

The Crimson Secret Energy gathered into a ball, piercing all the gnolls in front of him with an explosive attitude, and draining those guys from their strength in the blood drain, the chainsaw sword in Murphy's hand had malfunctioned due to the crazy battle, and the hot melt knife had also been cut down twice, but he didn't stop.

"Tracey, how long will it take?"

The Vampire Governor asked in quantum communication, and there was exhaustion in his voice that could not be concealed.

The Scarlet Witch's answer was quick:

"I'm already locating the psionic node, there is a natural node in the Black Flame Pass, on the fifth line of defense, I will transfer the two serenade cores to the past, just enough to cover a small half of the second line of defense."

"Send three."

Murphy Says:

"There's one more to stay at Fort Grit, things are going to get worse over there soon, and we have to be prepared for the worst."

"Well, I see what you mean. Five minutes countdown to the core teleport"

Time is outrageously slow in the war, and Lady Zai Water and Brother Huozi also died in battle.

Even after Xiao Wei Ming drank the decisive wine, a scarlet streamer controlled by Triss herself finally lit up behind the position, and in the light sound of the serenade enchantment activation, the huge egg-shaped enchantment quickly shrouded it, just stuck in the blood-colored ground behind Murphy.

Murphy, carrying the necessary evil, bent down in the smoke of gunpowder, and under the gaze of the angry and terrified gnolls, he picked up the dog tags, orbs, and psionic bags that Reed had dropped at his feet.

He glanced back at the floating crystal behind him, shook his head, and said:

"Look, the crystal is full of hatred, it roars for revenge and cheers for the little life you have reserved for the time being, gnolls, and in three days it will be your time of death!"

(End of chapter)