My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2609 -870: Day of War · Maginot’s Trial_3

The old soldier of the Qing dynasty sneered and said:

“Take this opportunity to let the rookies get a whiff of the battlefield, so they don’t end up stumbling when they really go to war.”

“Should we directly transfer some junior officers and mid-level commanders from active duty?”

Wu Duilun whispered:

“If we’re training rookies, we should let the warriors experience it too. We can’t train elite soldiers in batches here, but we could set up an officer academy.”

“This involves a lot, we’d have to file reports and follow procedures. I don’t think it would be that easy.”

Old Qin thought for a moment and said:

“Let’s start with the young ones. Once we have enough, we’ll arrange a drill. We’ll use results to speak for us so we don’t have to beg.”

“Ah, that’s good! I’ll go offline and bring in some more students.”

“Make haste, it’s best if they can catch the Maginot showdown. Missing a war of this scale would be regrettable for a lifetime.”

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“Our vanguard is about to break through this damned man-eating swamp, Grand Marshal.”

In the middle of the Polluted Swamp, inside Huggesen’s tent, Field Marshall Hass, who had just returned from Moss Valley to the frontline, ran in to report to Huggesen:

“At most one day, and we will reach Transylvania’s border. Also, the relentless resistance from the Transia People in the swamp has noticeably decreased today, perhaps they realize their disadvantage and are retreating.”

“They only want to focus all their forces on that final defense line imbued with supreme meaning, the wall called ‘Maginot.’”

Huggesen said expressionlessly:

“Just like a retracted fist can tighten and store power, we’ve lost too much in this Polluted Swamp, and even the eyes of some not-so-steadfast soldiers are filled with fear toward this quagmire. The Master of Hunting’s warriors have begun to fear the enemy, even the decisive battleground they have yet to see.

It’s a disgrace!”

“This can’t be blamed on the warriors, Grand Marshal.”

Field Marshall Hass sighed and said:

“I’ve fought battles all my life, but this is the first time I’ve faced a scene like the Polluted Swamp where hands and feet are bound. The Transia People indeed have their crooked ideas. If not for enough reinforcements, I too would be fearful in front of this dreadful swamp.

But all of that is in the past.

As long as we cross the swamp, as long as we launch an attack on that final defense line, everything will be fine.

The reinforcements from the Blood Scar Clan will serve as our rear guard, Grand Marshal, they have already set their strategy to seize at least one Spiritual Energy node in the Polluted Swamp to fulfill the essential task of supporting the frontline with Star-world Tear if necessary.

The spatial structure of Transylvania is not stable, launching Star-world Tear here is much easier than in other places.

And about those allies you found for us…

Do you really believe that the Half-god of Star Realm is trustworthy?

I inquired with some priests knowledgeable in Star Realm matters, and they told me that Silver Wolf Herson’s reputation in the Star Realm is not that good.”

“It has its purpose, and we have ours. At the very least, our interests align at the enemy level.”

Huggesen shook his head and said:

“But even without the Star Realm Wolves, we would still break that defense line. That is the stage of slaughter that our god wishes to see, and the Maginot Line will undoubtedly have a breathtaking battle that will delight our brutal god.”

“But there will be losses…”

Field Marshall Hass whispered:

“I dare not imagine how many young men will be buried here. Given the Transia People’s terrifying combat resolve, we absolutely cannot step onto their land until we have killed the last person on that defense line.

This Black Disaster may become a battle of glory, but the losses this time will also be unprecedented.

Besides, upon my return, I heard some unsettling rumors on our land. It’s said that a faction called the ‘Guardian of Creation’ is rapidly spreading on the land of the Broken Tooth Clan, and there are already zealous werewolf priests appearing around the leaders of the Blood Scar Clan.

Grand Marshal, do you think this might…”

“This has nothing to do with our war, Field Marshall Hass, your mind is disturbed. This is not a mindset a warrior should have, therefore you are no longer fit for frontline command.”

Huggesen said coldly:

“I now relieve you of all duties and assign you the role of Warden of the Shadow Valley. Go, ensure the safety of our rear for my army.”

“What!”

Field Marshall Hass was instantly infuriated and roared:

“I’m not old yet, I can still fight! I’ve come this far, you can’t cruelly strip me of the right to participate in this war! Huggesen! You can’t do this!”

“I can! I am the God’s Chosen, I am the commander of this war, I am the leader of all werewolves here. If I say you’re unfit to participate in this war, you cannot defy my orders.”

Huggesen strode forward, pressing down on Hass’s shoulder, staring into its eyes, and said:

“Stay there! When some special change occurs, you will shoulder responsibilities! I leave my rear to you, I give you my final authority, do not disappoint me or our civilization!”

Field Marshall Hass was momentarily stunned.

It sensed there was more to Huggesen’s words, but before it could think further, it felt a massive force applied to its neck, and in the next instant, it rolled its eyes and fainted on the ground.

The cold God’s Chosen of Hunting moved forward to take Field Marshall Hass away, while Huggesen strode out of the tent, looking in the direction of Transylvania.

Its gaze seemed to cross the swamp at this moment, seeing the defensive line standing behind the swamp, the line renowned for the sweat of the Transia People, a line filled with guardians of the civilized camp, a line bristling with swords and spears like an armored porcupine, a line that would ultimately decide the fates of Transylvania and the Werewolves.

Civilization against savagery, order against chaos, good against evil, light against darkness…

All waiting and preparation have been for this moment!

Ha, the moment of destiny has arrived!