My Players Are So Fierce

The nightmare of a night finally ended, and as the sunlight poured down at dawn the next day, the last batch of soldiers evacuating from Blackflame Mountain Pass finally set off on the road away from there with mixed feelings.

When the Star-world Tear occurred, they narrowly brushed past the astral rift.

Like the Wolf People who tried to escape the disaster, they also ran wildly in embarrassment and finally reached a safe area, spending three arduous hours in the village of “New Mejewa” where the Shadow Elves had previously stayed, and almost witnessed the entire process of the Star-world Tear from its occurrence to its stabilization.

The pale light descending from the sky and the chaotic astral streams formed a “waterfall of energy” descending from the horizon, a bizarre scene that was destined to be etched in these people’s memories, unforgettable until the moment they die, unable to forget last night’s scenes.

It wasn’t just witnessing a spectacle; it also foretold that everything familiar to them on this land had vanished, and the completely devastated position also symbolized that the old times had gone forever.

The warriors’ memories of Blackflame Mountain Pass stayed frozen at the moment of its destruction.

No matter love or hate, it was no longer there.

By the time the warriors left at dawn, there was not much morale left, and most people’s spirits were unusually low, but there was not much time left for them to rest.

They couldn’t even get a brief moment of satisfying sleep, as the Shadow Valley, serving as the second line of defense, couldn’t accommodate so many people.

The Cadman People’s Army warriors who stayed there could only provide these soldiers with some water and food.

Captain Paula’s airship was already waiting in the valley.

A large part of these soldiers evacuated from Blackflame Mountain Pass would be directly sent to the Maginot Line further north of the Polluted Swamp and spend the impending Black Disaster period there.

Yes.

They still couldn’t detach themselves from this cursed war, and the oaths made before the war had to be fulfilled until the very last moment.

The worst part was that even the Blood Covenant knights currently couldn’t get in touch with the Blood Covenant Clan headquarters, and after losing the guidance of Lord Hether, even the most steadfast members of this Vampire Society became bewildered.

Fortunately, their Blood Vulture kin had arranged everything for them.

Treating the wounded, counting losses, and rewriting the rosters, there were still countless things waiting to be done, but that was not a bad thing, as maintaining organizational integrity meant they could continue fighting.

They just needed to find the reason to fight again.

But such a thing…

There were too many of them for soldiers who had experienced the Blackflame Mountain Pass battle, whether for inheriting the will of the deceased or for vengeance and protection.

Of course, not everyone retreated.

Some, including Triss and several high-ranking commanders from the Blood Vulture Clan, leaders from various factions in Transylvania, and Earth Priests of the Silver Dwarfs, moved in the opposite direction while the remaining forces retreated toward the Shadow Valley.

These people needed to return to Blackflame Mountain Pass to assess the situation there in order to prepare for future battle plans.

It’s worth mentioning that there were two “new members” who had just arrived last night among them.

Major Fraser, representing the Kingdom of Goldenrod returning to the battlefield, and General Winter Wolf Baldwin himself arriving at the very front lines.

The former had originally planned to return, while the latter, upon receiving news of the fall of Blackflame Mountain Pass, nearly immediately flew over the Polluted Swamp on his flying mount, reaching this place by dawn.

For General Baldwin, the fall of Blackflame Mountain Pass was too sudden, nearly disrupting all his plans regarding the Black Disaster.

He had to personally see the Blackflame Mountain Pass.

For Colonel Fraser, this journey seemed overly heavy.

Because he had lost a subordinate and a friend, Major Dunne Hop bravely sacrificed himself in the final battle at Blackflame Mountain Pass last night, and his friend, Major Ron, was seriously injured, having been sent to the field hospital at the Maginot Line just two hours ago.

The 5,500-member Pioneer Camp of the Kingdom of Goldenrod stationed at Blackflame Mountain Pass had only half survive, such a horrifying casualty rate made it imperative for this vanguard commander to visit the position, both sentimentally and logically.

Not just for mourning, but also for the military inquiries he would surely face afterward.

He had to promptly prepare a battle report to submit to his superior and King Louis far away in Mist City.

This “expedition team” spoke hardly any words along the way, including Triss, everyone’s expressions and moods were bleak, even though they had confirmed the complete annihilation of the Pī zhǎo Clan’s army, it still couldn’t be considered a victory.

“Right here!

We can’t go any further.”

The Grand Duke Triss’s carriage stopped on a hill three kilometers from Blackflame Mountain Pass, warning the others:

“The corrupt astral energy from the great tear in the Star Realm has disrupted the astral energy environment ahead, and the energy here has always been unstable, now it’s been impacted, who knows what bizarre things might happen ahead.

Using the stardome tear Cadman City suffered six months ago as a reference, at least for the next half month, this place is unsuitable for any life to approach.

We’ve already planned to prepare a large amount of alchemical fire in the vicinity, after the concentration of corrupt energy decreases, we’ll imitate the cleanup operation in Cadman City, and burn the entire mountain pass ruins with fire.