My Players Are So Fierce

1266: 428.

Show the Celyon masters something new!

Let them see how the Transia People fight!

1266: 428.

Show the Celyon masters something new!

Let them see how the Transia People fight!

On the way there, Tepar had already learned from Colonel Fraser’s hints that the soldiers of the Exploration Corps stationed at this location might have suffered heavy losses, but it was only after receiving reports from the students who had arrived at the battlefield ahead of time that Tepar realized the severity of the situation.

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

How had they lost five-sixths of their soldiers?

Even if the warriors stationed there were mostly new recruits, Tepar couldn’t imagine that the casualty rate could be so high; what shocked this novice village chief even more was the soldiers’ will to fight.

“They aren’t players, they have only one life, yet under such a casualty rate, they can still continue to fight…

Sst, this Exploration Corps feels a bit strange.”

As he galloped on his warhorse, Tepar summarized the current information and said to his colleague, Uncle Fuding, in a whisper,

“If this is the enemy that the Posya Confederation has to face in the Ten-Year War, I can understand why Transia, with its fierce folk customs, still ended up defeated.

Thinking about fighting such opponents in the future makes my head hurt even more.”

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

After all, Uncle Fuding was older and steadier.

He responded with the composure of a great general,

“I guess they don’t want to run but can’t break through.

The Wolf People are using the Skeleton Army to surround them, so no matter where they run, they would end up captured.

Moreover, the military discipline of the Exploration Corps is strict, and they are the last guards of Banks City; if they ran, the city would be doomed.

This triple pressure accounts for why such a brutal defensive battle has ensued.

However, the losses are indeed terrifying.

Are these Ceylan People fighting with their feet?

We have also faced the Skeleton Army in the Smugglers’ Forest, but our losses were never this severe.”

“We had intelligence support; we knew how to deal with these undead, but it’s understandable for the Ceylan People to panic and use the wrong tactics when facing this kind of formation for the first time, leading to massive casualties.”

Tepar lay on his horse, allowing his body to move up and down with the horse’s gallop, as he said,

“However, such a fighting will is truly not to be underestimated.

I have already entrusted the warriors of the Blood Vulture Clan to help us locate the position of the undead summoners.

They will also help us delay the summoning speed of those guys, allowing us to join the battlefield with the momentum of thunder.

This is the first large-scale battle for the Rushing River Knights Group, old Fuding, you have to put on a good show.”

“Tssk, don’t pretend to be a commander leading troops, you’re just an administrative worker.

Lead your first group honestly on the flank and support our charge,” said Uncle Fuding with contempt.

“Think about your poor guards.

They have enough work protecting you normally; don’t increase their workload.”

“You’re slandering me; I’ve been working hard practicing riding and charging tactics!” weakly retorted Tepar.

“Although I am an administrator, as a warrior of the Holy Light, I have never lacked courage…”

“Hey!

Tepar, don’t charge too fast!”

Miss Biqi, who served as the cavalry instructor and the commander of the charge formation, interrupted Tepar’s retort with her admonishing voice,

“You have the worst riding skills among these knights.

Didn’t we just say?

You are to charge last, so others don’t have to worry about your safety…

Never mind, come over here, and observe the battlefield with Liwen, promptly reporting the situation to me.”

“Hahaha!”

Uncle Fuding’s unscrupulous laughter made Tepar’s hand on the reins tremble.

He wanted to shout at Miss Biqi that he had indeed mastered the technique of charging, but considering the other person was a lady, and as a man, it wouldn’t be right for him to lose his temper, although this “fragile woman” was capable of cracking his skull with a punch.

A gentleman’s manners still had to be maintained.

So, Tepar slowed down with a sulky face and joined Knight of Liwen.

The half-dragonborn knight had already activated some of the abilities bestowed by the Divine Spirit, and her emerald-green serpent-like eyes shone in the night, bringing a breeze that enveloped the rapidly advancing column of knights in a war fog capable of isolating spiritual energy probes, effectively reducing the noise of galloping horses.

Kalem Dragon Descendants often possess various special abilities, and Lady Liwen being only half-dragonborn meant the power inherited from the Star Realm Dragon was not complete and seemed more auxiliary at the moment.

But that was all right.

Even though Liwen usually played the role of Miss Biqi’s guard in a low-profile manner, her personal combat ability was not inferior to Biqi’s and even slightly surpassed her, only pretending to be weaker to take care of her best friend’s feelings.

“We have ten final minutes before engagement; everyone do the final checks!”

Knight of Liwen’s cold voice clearly reached every knight’s ears through the wind, stirring up the already eager little players even more.

Even though their faces under the helmets looked seriously grim, in the framework of team communication, these folks were just short of shouting out their most excited desires.

Having joined the game later, they had almost missed several of Transia’s “Foundational Battles,” which was their greatest regret.

Now, as the Black Disaster approached and conflicts came to the forefront, these belligerent warriors were finally able to spill their war-hungry blood on this land of destiny.