My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 464: It’s Really Frustrating to Have an Uncooperative Boss That You Can’t Mess With

The elimination of the senior Corpse Mage in charge of central command directly led to this elite skeleton army losing its command structure.

Although it was impossible for an undead army of several thousand to have only this Corpse Mage as its commander, it had the strongest power and naturally occupied the core position. Without its control, it was like a beehive losing its queen, no matter how hard the remaining lower-level Corpse Mages tried to regroup the army, they couldn’t restore this already chaotic undead army to fighting condition.

The vampires who flew over hurriedly from several nearby watchtowers only managed to clean up the battlefield.

The most difficult part had already been completed by Old Qin and his young “apprentices.” What remained was just to conduct targeted elimination of the lower-level Corpse Mages to completely neutralize the threat of this skeleton army.

Although the skeletons that would continue to wander here would still cause major trouble for the transportation lines, these things could be left for the newcomers who had just joined the western front to handle, serving as combat training.

When Ah Yuen found Rainbow Cat, this guy was crouching by a muddy water’s edge muttering something, looking like he had been traumatized.

Several NPC soldiers nearby didn’t dare approach, as they would be attacked by Rainbow Cat whenever they got close.

The miserable state of his body represented that the intensity of battle he had just experienced far exceeded others’ imagination, and he was actually an administrator who wasn’t good at combat.

“Poor thing, you probably won’t be able to sleep well for the next few nights.”

Ah Yuen made a sarcastic comment, telling the NPC servants to disperse while he went forward to greet Rainbow Cat. However, as soon as he got close, the other party let out a heart-wrenching howl and thrust forward with his rifle.

But such basic techniques were certainly useless against a veteran player like Ah Yuen, who nimbly dodged while delivering a punch to the wrist.

The weapon fell to the ground, and Rainbow Cat himself was also restrained by Ah Yuen from pulling the pins of the grenades on his body.

“Hey! Wake up!”

Ah Yuen shouted while holding Rainbow Cat’s neck, and seeing it had no effect, he shook his head and delivered two slaps, which finally brought Rainbow Cat back to his senses from his previous frenzied state.

When he saw Ah Yuen’s worried expression, he burst into tears and hugged Ah Yuen while crying out:

“They’re all dead, I’m the only one left, wuwuwu, they’re all dead.”

“I know, I know.”

Ah Yuen held him while helplessly patting this guy’s back, saying in a low voice:

“We’ve been through so many brutal battles before, but I’ve never seen anyone as fragile as you. Sigh, having such rich emotions isn’t good either.

Looks like you really aren’t suited for such intense combat.

Stop crying, be strong, you’ll see them again in three days. If you really feel guilty about them, come with me now to clean up the battlefield.

You dozen or so guys were really amazing, taking out so many undead troops in one go. According to the rules of the swamp battle, you can keep half of all the spoils, with the remaining half to be handed over to the People’s Army logistics department.

Damn!

You guys really struck it rich.

Such a great victory will probably let your commander advance directly from reserve private to sergeant squad leader. But fighting so brilliantly, could he be a Paradox Interactive player?”

“Pah, Old Qin is way better than Paradox Interactive players.”

Rainbow Cat wiped his tears, and only now felt the pain all over his body, letting out a yelp as he rolled around on the ground. Ah Yuen had to arrange for an NPC vampire to quickly take him to the rear position for treatment.

He himself planned to go check out the battlefield and help these impressive brothers collect some spoils.

However, just as Ah Yuen took flight, he heard Cheche’s call:

“Come quick to the high ground! There’s something left here.”

“Damn, isn’t that place almost completely burned up by flame strikes and bombs? How could anything be left?”

Ah Yuen exclaimed, flapping his wings and flying over.

This high ground had already been rendered unrecognizable after being bombarded by flame strikes and incendiary bombs. The swamp terrain wasn’t particularly solid to begin with, and after the scorching fires died down, an ash-filled pit appeared on the spot.

Inside were skeleton army remnants burned black into decaying bones everywhere, while Cheche was still waving his staff throwing out ice to extinguish the surrounding flames.

The vampire inquisitor pinched his nose and pointed at the strange black mass at his feet, saying with disgust:

“This Corpse Mage has quite the background, to still not be completely dead after being burned at such close range by incendiary bombs.”

“??? That fire-resistant?”

Ah Yuen also became interested.

He crouched down and used his gauntleted left hand to lift up that oddly shaped skull that had been burned and fused with metal. The Corpse Mage’s skin had long been burned away, leaving only a pitch-black skull.

However, this skull was adorned with strange death runes, probably the effect of these things that allowed it to survive Old Qin’s final attack.

But even so, this senior Corpse Mage had been weakened to the extreme.

When Ah Yuen lifted it up, the pale blue spirit fire lit in the black skull’s eye sockets had already weakened to just flickering flames.

It stared at Ah Yuen, laboriously moving its jaw bones to ask:

“Who… who exactly are you?”

“Vampires from Transia, are you blind? Of course we’re the vanguard of the Blood Vulture Clan and Lord Murphy’s sword.”

Ah Yuen gave a routine response.

However, the Corpse Mage rebuked:

“No! You’re not! You’re not vampires, and they’re not Blood Servants! I’ve never seen Blood Servants this crazy, you’re not! If the Blood Vulture Clan had such fierce and brutal Blood Servants, you would have ruled the world long ago.

Tell me!

Who exactly are you!”

“Well, if you really want to know, then I’ll tell you, we are devils from another realm, summoned by Lord Murphy, determined to turn this damned world upside down! We will burn down the decaying old world and steal its ashes, then laugh madly as we build our eternal hell upon the burning ruins.”

Ah Yuen said with extreme chuunibyou:

“Are you satisfied with this answer?”

“Devils from another realm?”

The weakened Corpse Mage savored this answer, and to Ah Yuen and Cheche’s astonishment, it actually let out a sigh and said:

“So that’s it, I understand now.”

“What the hell do you understand!”

Ah Yuen was amused.

He teased:

“Is your Corpse Mage brain not working properly? You actually believe such nonsense? But I see Lord Bella’s thinking is normal though, or could it be that you, this Corpse Mage, really do have some brain issues? Tell us, who are you anyway?”

“Hehe.”

The weakened Corpse Mage was about to be recalled to its command casket for long hibernation. At the moment of farewell, it said softly:

“Rothem Hugh Baldwin, that’s my name! Feel honored, devils of Transia from another realm, just now, you defeated the Winter Wolf General.”

“Holy shit!”

This answer left Ah Yuen and Cheche dumbfounded.

But before they could ask more, the Corpse Mage skull in hand lost all spirit energy vibrations and shattered with a crack.

Obviously, Old Qin’s final attack had destroyed this Corpse Mage’s vessel, and it had persisted here just to figure out the background of these madmen. From its self-introduction before leaving, this self-proclaimed “Winter Wolf General” had really taken Ah Yuen’s nonsensical words seriously.

“Wasn’t the supreme commander of Fort Crimea, that northerner Winter Wolf General’s surname Baldwin?”

Cheche blinked, looking at the shattered skull in Ah Yuen’s hand, he said:

“So this guy is his ancestor?”

“Probably.”

Ah Yuen regretfully tossed away the bone fragments in his hand.

His regret came from possibly missing an extremely important side quest, but he didn’t mind too much. Having personally witnessed the power of aerial bombs and mortars had already filled Ah Yuen with confidence about the upcoming major offensive.

He spread his wings hovering in the air, saying to Cheche:

“I hear there are many powerful figures buried in the swamp. Never mind the Winter Wolf General’s grandfather, maybe we can find even more big shots here later.

Let’s go!

Clean up the battlefield.

Also write a victory report for the People’s Army Command Bureau. This squad is amazing! They might become our ace assault team in the future.

It’s fortunate that their timely aid helped us avoid embarrassment.

If this undead army had really penetrated to our positions and surrounded us like dumplings, our good reputation and early battle achievements would have been ruined.

Sigh, Major Ron specifically warned us a few days ago that our battle line was stretched too long and might be ambushed. Me and Pigeon didn’t take it seriously, but now it seems their people really are more professional than us amateurs.

No matter what, we owe them one.

I’ll go discuss with Pigeon, we should give them some compensation when these brothers revive.”

“Mm, that’s appropriate.”

Cheche had no objections to this, and the two quickly got to work.

Meanwhile, in the office at Blood Vulture Halls, Murphy was examining “Doorman Old Qin” application form with a grave expression, realizing that his “review work” had a problem, actually letting such a big fish slip through

No!

This could already be considered at the level of a “deep-sea shark.”

“Although I don’t know your specific identity, but analyzing from the professional qualities you just displayed and your age, I have sufficient reason to suspect you have at least flowers on your shoulders…”

Murphy propped his chin, covering his eyes and sighing:

“Alas, what virtue does our Transia have to deserve this?”

“Since they’ve already come, you can’t exactly send them back, can you?”

Beside him, Tris repeatedly watched the entire high ground battle process collected from Revnor’s overhead view with shock, propping her chin saying:

“These guys are really formidable, it seems the battle histories on the forum weren’t exaggerating. If all our warriors could reach this level, then that self-proclaimed ‘Winter Wolf General’ Corpse Mage’s evaluation wouldn’t be excessive.

Perhaps we really could rule the world in the future?”

“Hmph, aren’t you thinking too far ahead?”

Murphy criticized:

“Let’s focus on winning this war first. Although we confirmed before that we wouldn’t interfere, but now more and more evidence is proving that my lovely little players might create a miracle beyond my expectations.

I can’t just sit in the rear anymore.

Whether it’s that divination from before, or my still inexplicable worries, as well as the current situation, all are compelling me to go to the swamp.

Even if just to preside there.”

“Fine, you go then.”

This time Tris didn’t obstruct, she took out an exquisite bat pendant from her intimate clothing and handed it to Murphy, saying:

“This is a teleportation charm that can send you back to my side when you’re in the most danger. It’s permanently bound to my real-time coordinates, but it’s single-use. This is the culmination of all my knowledge of spirit energy regarding space. I hope it can protect you, just as if I were by your side.”

“Alright, thanks honey.”

Murphy responded cheekily, accepting the pendant while kissing Tris’s cheek. The Blood Vulture Grand Duchess gave him a white-eyed look without saying much.

Even acquiescing to that overly presumptuous form of address.

However, when Murphy stood up to leave, Tris suddenly asked:

“You absolutely having to go over isn’t necessarily worry about the battle situation reversing. I guess you don’t want to miss the debut performance of your ‘Vampire Air Force’, right?”

“Heh, so clever.”

Murphy shrugged, summoning his broad blood wings and flapping them twice, saying:

“Not only do I not want to miss it, I even want to personally participate, to experience the joy of being a ‘vampire bomber’.

Although the LeMay joy bombs currently produced by the armament factory are far from being able to ignite the swamp in either quality or quantity, but doesn’t this at least represent that our combat effectiveness is gradually increasing?

I once said the Swamp Battle is our rehearsal for the Black Plague, I still think so now.

Not only do my warriors need to find their own combat styles on their respective paths of power, all of Transia also needs to quickly adapt to our future combat method.

Perhaps this is a combat method that has never appeared on this continent before, it represents ‘advanced experience’ from another world.

At such an important moment, I must be present.”

“Hmph, sure enough men all like ‘big boom booms’, whether 12 or 60 years old, you guys always like to destroy things to demonstrate your power, just like a bunch of bored big boys.”

Tris sarcastically criticized:

“If the world were left to women to rule, probably lasting peace would descend.”

“Alright.”

Murphy turned back blinking, saying:

“After I conquer the whole world, I’ll help you ascend to the throne of World Ruler, my dear Tris. Perhaps you should start choosing your pose for ruling the world now, I mean, you’ll need a stunning entrance when you sit on the World Ruler’s throne.”

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“Team Leader, we discovered some concerning situations on the forum.”

In Loyalty Brother’s office, it was again time to slack off at the end of the workday. Loyalty Brother was drinking wolfberry tea from his thermos while feeling grateful that he could finally go home on time to drink soup without being nagged by his wife, when he saw Border Town Wanderer push open the door and enter with a grave expression.

He sat across from Loyalty Brother, looked left and right, and said softly:

“There’s a post on the forum detailing the entire process of the swamp highland battle, posted by a student called ‘Three Jin Sweet Potato Wine’.

In his description he mentioned a player called ‘Doorman Old Qin’.

The latter reportedly participated in real warfare, and it was he who led the inexperienced students to successfully delay the Corpse Mage army’s assault.

I think we should pay special attention to this Old Qin. If possible, we should create a separate file for him!

After all, there won’t be many people domestically with military experience who can lead others in counterattacks. Perhaps it’s external forces… Hm? Why do you have that expression like you’ve been kicked in the nuts?”

Brother Wanderer was surprised to see Loyalty Brother with an extremely pained expression who almost spat out the wolfberry tea in his mouth. The latter waved his hand, saying in a gentle tone:

“No, no need to investigate, that guy’s identity is no problem, I guarantee.”

“Oh?”

Brother Wanderer blinked saying:

“So, someone from a brother department? From the military?”

“Uh, something like that. Anyway don’t investigate, just pretend this person doesn’t exist in the game, don’t interfere with whatever he does, but if he actively requests help definitely tell me immediately.”

Loyalty Brother rubbed his neck that was a bit sore from accidentally swallowing too many wolfberry seeds, saying:

“If there’s nothing else then go prepare to get off work. Next week several civilian staff in our group can enter the game, you lead them and hand over the management rights of the ‘Loyalty Anthem’ guild to them.

We can’t occupy a strongpoint, but we also need to prepare for future matters.”

“Mm, I’ll go take care of it right away.”

Brother Wanderer got up to leave. The moment the door closed Loyalty Brother let out a long sigh, took out his phone and flipped through the contact list to the “Old Boss” section.

But after hesitating for a long time he still didn’t make the call.

The other party said before not to let Loyalty Brother find him, but this old man as the person in charge of their confidential department actually didn’t understand the basic principles of secret work, how could you pull such a big stunt as soon as you entered the game?

Could it be that certain flamboyant old men really are like fireflies in the darkness, so bright and outstanding that no matter where they go, they can’t hide that restless heart of yours?

Hey!

We are workers on the secret front, please be a bit more low-key!

If this continues, we might as well play openly with the aliens. The way you’re doing things makes it impossible for us to carry out our work, boss!

“Sigh.”

Loyalty Brother put away his phone and let out a long sigh. The old man’s face was full of helplessness and pain. He glanced at the “work plan” placed on his desk, while tidying up to prepare to get off work and go home, mentally calculating:

“Three days later when the first batch of incendiary bombs arrives at each front line, these guys will start the big bombardment. The gnolls’ outer defense line will probably collapse within a day, then it will be the intense and exciting siege battle… tsk tsk, wonder which lucky one will take the first victory?

Ah, us logistics personnel really have it tough, can’t go to the battlefield to play with big explosions. But Sharon said the halflings have specially made walking machines for combat.

When can we get one of those and stage a Transia Gundam battlefield.

Mm!

Yoshiyuki Tomino represents freedom, who says it must be stupid bipedal robots?”

Thinking thus, he left the unit, but returned a few minutes later to grab the helmet he’d forgotten on the desk before leaving satisfied.

Being an old married couple, how could they get through the night without this thing?