My Players Are So Fierce

1641: 550.

The Undead Burner has been renamed to “Rat Rat Burner” today.

1641: 550.

The Undead Burner has been renamed to “Rat Rat Burner” today.

But Ratmen are also very stupid, even stupider than Merfolk!

Wave Fishman at least knows to run if they can’t win, but these big rats just charge brainlessly; apart from their numbers, these rats are useless.

We’ve killed them for days without seeing a single Black Iron individual.

With their foolish aggression, they would need at least seven more days to break us…

But even in the most hopeless times, we still have the crooked path of transforming into ‘Descendants of Daguan’, although that requires a heavy price.”

“You really have some crazy ideas.”

Andre whispered beside them:

“Land dwellers wouldn’t carry such filthy things with them.

All I can say is that you have some nerve.”

“Ha, instead of worrying about our souls, I think you should worry about your own people.”

With a bottle in hand, Babro suddenly spoke:

“The number of Mouse Men charging today is strange!

They didn’t even attack the flanks of the position, indicating that they must have split some to attack the position outside the valley.

I’m not very familiar with the combat capability of the Transia People, but an ordinary person encountering Ratmen for the first time would definitely face a massacre.

Their tactics lack novelty but are simple and brutal.

If handled poorly, your whole force might be wiped out today.

But don’t worry, if necessary, you can rush into the valley.

The noble pirates are very willing to accept you into our position, as long as you bring out enough ransom.”

Murphy ignored the Bloody Captain’s sarcastic remarks; he knew from the chaotic noise heard through the Core Bead from the small players’ team framework that they were indeed attacked, but he had no intention of intervening.

If the Transia People are to enter the Dark Mountain Range for large-scale combat in the future, then the warriors under his command must adapt to these surprise attack tactics.

From the feeble fighting prowess shown by these Ratmen now, as long as the players keep their composure, they won’t be easily defeated.

These Ratmen are not fit even to carry the shoes of the Jackal Warlocks in terms of destructive power.

As for their numerical advantage…

It’s laughable.

The small players have just defeated the Skeleton Army of the Polluted Swamp, which is the fearless Undead Sea.

Before the squealing and hurting big rats could crush the player positions with their numbers, their so-called threat is not a major problem.

Facts prove that the Governor truly understands his small players.

After the initial chaos, the players quickly began a fierce counterattack.

The players who hadn’t fallen into the underground tunnel, urged by Stick Brother’s shouting, withdrew to the surroundings of the tunnel to start reorganizing their positions, while those who had fallen and were entangled by Ratmen immediately began fighting boldly with the healer’s help.

Although there were also people like Cheche who were shivering and scared due to claustrophobia, the deep-seated disgust most players felt at the sight of the rats filled their hearts with a destructive urge.

“Get out!”

Niu Niu swung the fierce Wolf People’s flail, cleaving once and pushing the surrounding rats away.

The ones hit by the three-point hammerhead died instantly.

The Graveblade Guardsman profession trait allowed Niu Niu to summon resentful spirits to assist in battle, but he soon discovered that the Ratmen’s souls had some “problems”.

He needed to kill ten Ratmen to summon one resentful spirit, as if these big rats hadn’t developed complete souls.

But now is not the time to consider this!

“Gather around my position!”

The powerful shield T Niu Niu activated Bloodlust Skill and Life Drain on his weapon.

Wrapped in blood light, he firmly held a stable section of the tunnel with his strong defense and attacking healing, slaughtering while casting Group Midnight Grasp to control the incoming rats, then sweeping with his flail to kill the enemy.

With these Ratmen about 1.3 meters tall, Niu Niu only needed to swing the flail horizontally to hit their heads, and any hit meant certain death.

It was as relaxed and enjoyable as chopping wood.

He occupied high ground and shouted in all directions, urging the trapped players and NPCs to gather around him.

Stick Brother, responsible for the artillery positions above the tunnel, promptly adjusted position to fire fragmentation grenades into the tunnel with small barrel trajectory, creating explosions.

“Lady Shui”, enduring full-body discomfort, accompanied the healers to continuously heal the unfortunates at the tunnel’s edge.

The ones enjoying this most were the players in the archer profession,

because the tunnel collapse allowed them to shoot down from the ground, creating a high-ground advantage, as pleasant and easy as a turkey shooting competition.

Brother Meow holding the Wam Decapitator guarded the center of the broken slope where the rats emerged alone, activating The Fury’s blessing to truly go berserk, steadily harvesting enemies with each axe swing, and even summoned Wam War Hound to assist in battle.

He was extremely furious now, with eyes bursting bloodshots.

After executing three consecutive whirlwind slashes, he threw seeds to conjure Bloodwood Treemen to help, while swinging vines incidentally transformed the surrounding area into the favored terrain of Nature’s Land.

The terrifying “war sustains war” mode of the Red Knight of War was already formed; although Brother Meow was merely a Reserve Red Knight, he indeed showcased incredibly strong power in his career plan at this moment.

“Old Stick!

Use incendiary bombs and white phosphorus bombs; now’s not the time for humanitarianism!

The mice keep increasing; drive them back!”

But he didn’t lose his reason; while intensely slaughtering Ratmen, he shouted to the artillerymen on the high ground: