My Players Are So Fierce

They shouted the nickname “Iron Hand,” and with boosted morale, they charged fiercely around, driving away the gnolls attempting to reclaim the crater.

“Major, it’s about to get light!

The vampires are retreating, and we should too.”

Captain Robinson retrieved his weapon, pressing it back into his arm.

He turned around and pulled his battle axe from the corpse of a wolfman behind him, shouting to Major Ron, who had just slain a Jackal Wolfman Hunter:

“If the vampires retreat, we won’t be able to hold this position on our own.”

“But it’s hard-won, and I won’t hand it over easily.”

Ron stretched his neck.

Surveying the terrain from all sides, he finally pointed to a place behind them where a meteorite had created a small elevated area and said:

“Have the brothers retreat there!

Defend with the barrier of the Blood Vulture Clan behind us.

We can hold on for a few more hours, and if necessary, retreat into the barrier.

Iron Hand, we’re here to fight!

To be blunt, killing more wolfmen means more military merit for you.”

“Uh, I don’t really care much about that.”

Iron Hand Captain shrugged, retreating with his superior officer and whispered:

“As long as I can bring you back safely, I get promoted; that’s what General Soros promised.

So for my future’s sake, Major, you better not do anything dangerous.”

“Tch, I’m not here to gain prestige like Fraser; I’m here for the battle, you understand?”

Major Ron hummed, feeling somewhat spirited.

However, this good mood quickly dissipated after dawn.

As everyone had suspected, after dawn, the vampires retreated, and the wolfmen launched a fierce attack to reclaim the position lost overnight.

Those pups were vicious, and the soldiers left on the front line couldn’t hold out for two hours before being driven back into the barrier.

But they dared not pursue further.

Because the Blood Rat Gang had planted many mines in the darkness at the front line, reckless charging cost the wolfmen four teams, calming the angry Military Governor.

They sent gnolls, sensitive to underground buried objects, to clear the mines, then were counterattacked by “Iron Barrel Boys” hidden by the People’s Army using mortars.

The two sides engaged back-and-forth until afternoon, when new supplies from the Transia Armament Factory arrived at the front.

The Transia warriors then surprised the wolfmen by emerging from the barrier to reinforce their annoying trenches with wood and iron wire nets.

By the first day of dusk, the entire No.

3 position was reinforced with a circle of iron wire nets.

A few jackalman generals sent gnolls to probe, but those fellows couldn’t even get close enough to destroy the iron wire nets before being precisely shot by the enemy hunters.

This was a man-made obstacle preventing the wolfmen infantry from exerting their numerical advantage.

Seeing the new tactics deployed by the Transia, the jackalman generals were a bit flustered.

Without tanks, they couldn’t ignore the iron wire nets and charge ahead, and the damned night was fast approaching again, surely another night assault frenzy for the vampires.

Then at sunset, Murphy showed the wolfmen his resolve.

Don’t doubt, the night had truly become hell for wolfmen!

This night was almost a rerun of last night’s battle, with the Jackal-man Vanguard once again repelled by the united assault of the four vampire clans, but unlike last night, at sunrise, parts of the reclaimed No.

2 position were fortified with iron wire nets and trenches.

Moreover, this time, Transia deployed specialized soldiers there, which would now cost wolfmen several times the price to reclaim the position during the day.

They indeed had a continuous supply of gnoll cannon fodder, but if the entire defense of Blackflame Mountain Pass continued to strengthen like this, even if they exhausted all their gnoll forces, the Split Claw Clan could forget about breaking through this damned turtle shell.

And Lord Hether’s commanders, after personally observing the battle at the No.

2 position and witnessing the excellent defensive performance of iron wire nets and trenches, quickly assigned new tasks to the blacksmiths at Blackflame Mountain Pass.

Produce iron wire nets!

The more the better!

Meanwhile, Lord Hether completely opened up the stockpile, deploying over 150 automatic hunting crossbows on the No.

3 position as firepower points.

These machines, very similar to heavy machine guns, made the No.

3 position under Murphy’s command a “Wall of Sighs.”

More frighteningly, the situation wolfmen feared most was rapidly becoming a reality.

Lord Hether mobilized all Retinue Army warriors to transform the remaining nine positions on the rear, evidently determined to complete the final defensive upgrade of Blackflame Mountain Pass.

According to Murphy, this pass was becoming infinitely close to “Otherworld Verdun,” and Hether, along with him and other commanders, seemed determined to turn this into the continent’s most terrifying “Flesh Mill” ever.

“This should have been done long ago!”

Murphy put down his binoculars in the trenches of the No.

3 position and said to President Natalie beside him:

“Our soldiers will strike soon!

This time, the target is modeled after the operations of passages 203 and 209 to reclaim Crater 217, which has changed hands four times already!

We cannot allow it to be occupied by wolfmen for long; there’s a passage entrance near the crater.

Once they seize it, gnolls will start an underground offensive.