My Players Are So Fierce

1768: 590.

The cunning joy stick is thinking about some dangerous things again_3

1768: 590.

The cunning joy stick is thinking about some dangerous things again_3

“Old Qin, don’t hold back on the points!

When the next wave of monsters refreshes, summon the Thorn Night Walkers to assassinate and eliminate the Hunting Priest!

That support item is meant for this task.”

Stick Brother had a private exchange with Old Qin, reminding him:

“And your third trench was dug too quickly.

With the current terrain, summoning the Winged Cavalry to charge is impossible.

Digging only two trenches is the optimal solution.”

“Indeed, I was just thinking about defense before.

Now it seems that just defending won’t turn the situation around.

We must strike proactively to have a chance of lasting five days.”

Old Qin was rather optimistic.

He imparted all his experience from the past three days to Stick Brother, and finally added:

“In the next round, don’t summon Necromancers right away; I suggest you summon the Blood Rat Assassins first.

Necromancers need enough corpses to gain combat power.

My Necromancer servant, Old Baldwin, told me that only the Iron Elites’ Wolf People corpses can summon Skeleton Warriors.

Ordinary Skeleton Soldiers are just moving targets in front of rampant Wolf People.

So, Bella and Bernice, that ‘couple duo,’ should be summoned in the late stage of the battle to maximize their effectiveness.

The Wolf People are gathering again.

This wave of enemies is large.

I estimate our team might hold out until tonight, but that’s fine.

Holding out for three days is enough.

We’ll switch defenses with you at midnight today.

I will use the remaining points to summon Maxim to help you test this ‘hero unit’s’ combat strength.”

“No, no, no, summon Lady Adel instead.”

Stick Brother said:

“With the limited support points available, we must maximize our gains.

I guess Lady Adel leans towards a one-shot kill assassin style.

While she can’t help you turn the tide, if there are any silver-tier individuals in the next wave, you can summon her for assassination.

This way, your battle brothers can at least scoop up good loot, and everyone’s morale can be maintained.

Let me say a bit more, Lord Qin, you must change this straightforward and domineering style of yours.

Remember, this is a game; you need to give everyone something to look forward to.

You can take cues from the real world, but you can’t directly apply those methods here.

You don’t even know what those guys on the forum are saying about you…

Some are even calling you ‘the Old Warlord.’

Old Qin remained silent for a moment, then grumbled a bit reluctantly:

“They can call me whatever they want.

I don’t care.

It’s just a bit annoying not finishing tasks, though the players aren’t afraid of death, their discipline is lacking, and their organization isn’t much better.

Their training is way off.”

Could you give me a properly organized regiment…

“The problem is you don’t have one!”

Stick Brother sighed and said:

“Perhaps it’s for the best we don’t have one.

If they actually came, we wouldn’t have anything to do here.

By the way, Lord Qin, you never told me which year you retired.

That’s a bit uncool of you.”

“Hey, are you thinking of uncovering my past?

If I tell you I’m technically not retired, how will you respond?

Haha, don’t spread this news, or it’ll be ‘military law!’ ”

Old Qin chuckled and hung up the comms.

This left Stick Brother dumbstruck.

Then he thought of a terrifying possibility: What if Lord Qin, given his age and not officially retired, combined with his earlier complaints and the recent influx of retired veterans applying to join his Hammer and Sickle Brigade?

Brother Stick shuddered violently.

He dared not think further.

Could it be that Lord Qin is also…

Damn, how many people has the family planted here?

And all of this done while nobody else was aware.

Should I wisely give up control of the Hammer and Sickle Brigade with my brothers and start anew?

If my thoughts are correct, then with the opening of the next major patch, Lord Qin would truly have a whole regiment of people under his command.

Sounds terrifying.

The question is, what good things here could possibly attract family members?

The technology is so backward here, even with Spiritual Energy, you can’t take things back.

Pure ‘soul transmigration’ can hardly be called being a cross-world merchant.

So, what’s the appeal?

“Stick Brother!

The Stonemason Brotherhood’s blueprints are ready.”

While Stick Brother was pondering, a call came from outside the command post at Blackflame Mountain Pass.

Stick Brother turned around to see a guy with the ID ‘Paid to Feed Fish’ striding over, chewing mint candy, and handing him a roll of blueprints.

“Hey, Feeding Fish, I have something to ask you…”

“Hmm?

Go ahead, we’re like brothers.

No need to be so formal, Stick Brother.

The three of us are waiting for you to lead us through a good dungeon run for equipment.”

“Uh, upon reflection, it’s better not to ask.

You go get busy.

Once I finish checking the blueprints, we’ll head to Wolf Castle for the dungeon.

Bring some brothers you’re close with who lack equipment; it’ll be a good chance to bolster the third regiment’s gear stockpile.”

“Awesome!”