My Players Are So Fierce

1927: Chapter 643: Tsk, Like We Haven’t Been Young Before?

1927 -643: Tsk, Like We Haven’t Been Young Before?

She made a gesture to Lady Judy, signaling to use the potion.

Lady Cowboy nodded, uncorked the bottle and poured it down the unconscious human warrior’s throat, then spent a few minutes doing simple bleeding control and bandaging.

At this moment, the sounds of shouts and killing outside the storage room were quite clear, along with the mournful cries of Wolf People and Gnolls amid violent explosions.

Brother Ah Bing’s traps were triggered, but this also meant the enemy had already breached the fortress.

“Swish”

Lady Judy, hands stained with blood, pulled off the combat belt from the waist of the injured human before her and strapped it on herself, then grabbed the revolver and ammo pouch nearby, and finally tucked a short sword at her waist.

She glanced at the nine wounded she had treated, picked up a Dwarf Hunter Gun from the ground, took a deep breath, and rushed out, not forgetting to block the door of the storage room, clearly intending to protect her patients.

As a result, Lady Cowboy had barely rounded a corner when she was confronted by a Wolf Person leading two Gnolls charging in through the shattered wall.

In the next second, the group of one human and three beasts glanced at each other.

Time seemed to infinitely stretch in that instant, Lady Judy’s mind was a mess, but her hands moved according to the “traditional craft” her dad and mom taught in childhood on the farm.

Out came the revolver, executing classic hip-firing with three consecutive shots.

In such close quarters, the slightly unstandard “Cowboy Gun Draw” still showed significant power.

The gun fires, bodies drop, the two Gnolls flipped and died with blood spurting from their foreheads, but the Wolf Person, though hit in the chest, staggered but endured due to his robust vitality, and, agitated by pain, howled and charged with his knife.

Lady Judy finished the remaining three bullets, but due to tension, she missed.

“If fierce dad at home saw this, he’d say I’m a disgrace to the Lone Star Republic again.”

At this critical moment, the thought whimsically flashed through Lady Cowboy’s mind, lamenting her years of pampered living had left the “inherited craft” neglected.

But after all, she was a farm-raised cowgirl; that innate stubbornness surfaced in crucial moments.

Seeing the Wolf Person lunging forward, Lady Judy flung the empty revolver, hitting the Wolf Person’s eye, causing him to yelp and retreat a few steps, but as he lunged again, he saw the half-elf woman gripping the Dwarf Hunter Gun advancing towards him.

Like a battle spear, the gun barrel pierced and thrust into the Wolf Person’s gaping mouth, followed by a trigger pull.

With a “bang,” the ferocious head exploded entirely before Lady Judy, the headless corpse fell to the ground, and the cowgirl, spattered with vile fluids, made a retching motion.

This scene was almost fully witnessed by Yin Tiger, who ran over to assist from the other side, a young man who prided himself on being a PVP expert, deeply shaken by Lady Judy’s brilliant one-on-three counterattack.

Then he felt a sudden sadness.

Look at her then himself, didn’t Chen Long, the leader, warn the brothers never to become arrogant?

Is “Real Different World” really this profound?

Does any random fiery big sister possess such formidable prowess?

“More Wolf People are rushing in!”

As Lady Judy picked up the revolver, trembling to load the chamber with bullets, Teranova, like a battlefield announcer, shouted with raised voice:

“East side, they’re attacking from the east!”

“Don’t panic!

Brothers, as I said earlier, each person two bombs, ignite them and count to three in your heart, then throw with force…

damn!

I said count to three, not thirty, hurry up throw!”

Shouts of “Commander says I’m short” came from above.

After a bout of ghostly wails and wolf howls, burning bombs were hurled from high grounds to the breached area in the east, the delayed bombs landing barely gave any reaction time to the Wolf People, fireballs erupted leaving those brutal bastards knocked over.

The Dwarf Musketeers atop the Watchtower cheered immediately, confidently leaving the defense below to these bold yet unknown origin “civilians,” despite being weak, they were courageously formidable.

Though both parties spoke different languages, a strategic odd cooperation emerged at this moment.

Players repelled foes with bombs, two Earth Priests seized the chance bombing the Wolf People and Gnolls to repair the fractured breastwork, while the Dwarf Musketeers at the top utilized a Man-sized Rapid-Fire Cannon mounted on the tower to clear approaching enemies.

They could still hold on.

But if the Wolf People continued the ferocious offensive from all directions, relying on the current self-assembled defensive structure, the fall of Fortress of Courage was only a matter of time.

This wasn’t the main force of the Wolf People, evidently, not even a Hunting Priest could be seen, it seemed just the Split Claw Wolf People’s detachment.

“Ah!”

During the fierce crossfire, danger appeared from unnoticed skies.

Sharpened throwing spears rained down from above, piercing the leg of the Dwarf Hunter operating the rapid-fire cannon, the latter screamed as the remaining ones glanced up to see three fierce Armored Biped Dragons descending from the sky.

These creatures, resembling winged big cats, had four or five fully armed Wolf People raiders mounted behind.

Their goal was clear, the Blood Flag atop the tower.

This artifact had been crafted into a “strategic item” by Lord Hether’s Psychic, imbued with an aura resisting fear and strengthening will, along with a mind aura specifically effective against Wolf People, any Wolf People entering the Blood Banner aura range would become sluggish and vulnerable.