My Players Are So Fierce

Shit!

This isn’t how you fight a battle!

Seeing the Grey Wolf Army’s way of fighting firsthand made Mok Chief’s teeth hurt.

It couldn’t understand what the chieftains of the Grey Wolf Army had in their heads, nor why the Wolf People could maintain their morale under such terrifying tactics, but it knew it couldn’t wait any longer.

With these bastards’ reckless fighting style, its rear guard couldn’t hold up at all.

Mok Chief observed the Grey Wolf Army’s grand formation once more; that fool General Bobok was supervising the battle at the front line, whereas the Wise Wolf’s command flag was in the center of the position. However, because the Grey Wolf Army’s smaller clans were constantly being drawn away to charge, their left flank was visibly weaker.

Attack from there!

Mok Chief made up their mind and dispatched a messenger to the rear guard to convey the order. Tens of minutes later, the previously passive Broken Tooth Clan’s rear guard launched a countercharge. This sudden charge caught General Bobok off guard, but he quickly led his guard to respond.

When the two armies clashed, chaos erupted on both sides, and Mok Chief seized the opportunity to lead their elite troops into the Grey Wolf Army’s flank like thrusting knives.

Unfortunately, their charging route ran right into Fure Immortal’s Fure Clan. The little twisted player who liked furry creatures, Miss Fure, barely had time to report the battle situation. Watching the ferocious Broken-Tooth Chief coming over, he could only brace himself and lead his clan members to stem the tide.

In the instant the two sides clashed, just as Fure Immortal raised his sword on the Throne Wolf, he was brutally struck on the head by Mok Chief’s fierce baton.

This chief was indeed a Golden One!

In the fierce Broken Tooth Clan, it was impossible to secure the chief position without absolute power; however, when Fure Immortal was killed, he transformed into a burst of light and disappeared, causing Mok Chief’s eyes to widen.

It couldn’t understand what had happened, but the imagined clan collapse due to the chief’s downfall didn’t occur.

On the contrary, after seeing their disgraceful chief knocked dead, the warriors of Fure Clan became even more fervent, crazily shouting the name of the “Undead Wolf” and continued to charge.

They knew the mystical power of their own chief.

During the Grey Wolf Army’s expedition, many weakling chiefs fell on the battlefield, initially causing panic among the Wolf People soldiers, but repeated enactments of the “three-day miracles” led the superstitious Wolf People to accept the Wise Wolf’s narrative of the “Undead Warriors.”

Their chiefs were once fierce warriors who ventured with the King of Bone Biting to conquer the world, summoned back by the Wise Wolf with secret techniques to lead the fallen Wolf People in resurgence and to revive the glorious past of King Felix.

Indeed, the Grey Wolf Army’s founding purpose is to make the Wolf People great once more!

And any Wolf People warriors who sacrifice for this goal could become “Undead Wolves” like the chiefs, returning in future eras when their race needs them, to lead their incapable descendants in achieving greatness.

This is basically a replica of the Transia People’s “Spirit of War,” with even the basic logic unchanged, but if that narrative could convince the Transia People, it could certainly convince the more foolish Wolf People too.

Moreover, there’s a stark reality: who wouldn’t want to fight under the leadership of a chief who never dies?

“Keep charging!”

Feeling out of sorts due to Fure Clan’s fervent charge, Mok Chief realized they made a mistake, but now wasn’t the time for contemplation. Wielding a hunting baton, they continued to assault the target—Wise Wolf’s position, determined to accomplish the feat of flag capture.

The Grey Wolf Army soldiers continuously surrounded to block, but under the Golden One’s rampage, these ordinary Wolf People couldn’t stop him.

Quickly, Mok Chief reached the front of the Wise Wolf’s war chariot, and a blood-drenched leap onto the chariot ensued, swinging the baton to breach the obstacle.

The good news was, there was indeed someone in the war chariot.

The bad news was, this graceful female vampire who was fair-skinned and beautiful with long, voluptuous legs did not resemble Wise Wolf Hog at all.

“Hello there, mighty Mok Chief.”

The long-waiting Duchess Shani, with the “Thorn Crown,” performed a vampire’s etiquette to the dumbfounded Mok Chief, then activated the spiritual power enhancement module. With immense spiritual power transformed into emotional combustion, striking invisibly at the heart, it took just one hit to plunge the furious Wolf People chief into temporary coma; then, sharp blades swiftly penetrated Mok Chief’s neck from the front and back in the shadows.

Amongst the dancing blood, the indifferent Shani, resembling a Valkyrie, tossed a ghostly ensnarement that was irresistible.

It was a perfect assassination!

If not for Hog’s request to spare this fellow, Lady Shani could have easily taken his backbone with a single move.

Capture flag? Kill the general?

Nice idea!

The Grey Wolf Army was actually planning the same thing.

Haha, Broken-Tooth Chief has been easily dealt with by our side’s Lady Shani; victory is ours, huzzah!