My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2639 -880: The Governor Guards the Gate, the Duke Dies for the Land—This Is the Ambition of Transylvania!

The battle here started at dawn and hasn’t stopped since then, the consumption of shells is so fast that it makes the logistics officer swear, and the barbed wire used to block the enemy has been forcibly smashed open by the persistent charges of the Wolf People.

It’s unknown how much blood has flowed onto the ground, nor how many deaths have been shaped, but The Master of Hunting clearly enjoys this kind of war.

In Murphy’s eyes, as he continues to slash, those Wolf People Jackals charging with red eyes, their bodies are surrounded by weird blood-colored micro-light, they behave more viciously and fanatic than usual, seemingly losing self-awareness with only the desire for destruction instilled into their minds.

That’s a mental stimulus beyond the Berserker Skill, evidently the power of The Master of Hunting resonating with his Wolf People followers in the material world, through the continuous accumulation of death and blood, a super-large “Divine Power Field” has already been formed here.

According to Triss, this place has become the sacrificial ground of The Master of Hunting!

Every life dying here will feedback power to that Evil God, just like the situation on the Ligurian Peninsula right now.

The scene that The Master of Hunting has been anticipating has become a reality, Murphy and his position along with his warriors have been dragged into this sacrificial farce, but this was bound to happen, Murphy couldn’t command his warriors to lay down weapons and stop resisting because of the formation of this Divine Power Field.

The lord of the Transia People fulfilled the pact with the players, he has been at the front of the position since the war began, always fighting and never taking a step back.

The necessary evil in his left hand and the Solar Blade in his right continuously fell, every approaching Wolf People was killed with maximum efficiency, the potential within has started to burn, the Ancestor’s Power belonging to Murphy is being deployed one after another, those weird but potent powers also keep changing.

Murphy has already immersed himself in the understanding of power and skill, he needs to find the most suitable “arrangement and combination” among the abundant Ancestor’s Powers, with the number of power entries he has now, this is destined to be a long-consuming task, but fortunately, Murphy’s “long” Black Iron career has accumulated enough potential, coupled with the trait of being an immortal allows him to persevere until the moment he breaks out into a butterfly.

Though he can persist and enjoy this kind of battle without much thinking and only slashing with a sword, it doesn’t mean others can necessarily endure.

From dawn till now it’s been seven whole hours, causing the front guards in front of Murphy’s position to rotate twice, although it wasn’t annihilated but voluntary rotation, merely seven hours of fierce battle has brought the manpower consumption on this position to an unprecedented level.

“The casualties are high, Duke, the People’s Army Third Coalition just went up for an hour and already lost a third of its men, the withdrawn warriors simply can’t get adequate rest.”

In the front and rear artillery positions, Adel reports to The Grand Duke of Triss, who is instead of Murphy sitting here:

“The Thorn Clan’s scouts also sent back news, Wolf People are gathering all their troops within thirty kilometers of the mid-section defense line towards here, they want to turn the Master’s position into a breakthrough point to retaliate tooth for tooth.

We also need to request support from other positions!

At least ammunition must be sent over, our artillery is operating in high-intensity, the ammunition consumption rate has reached three times the normal!

“Why are you telling me this?”

Triss, expressionless, throws a giant lightning storm towards the dense crowd of charging Gnolls in front, she remains cold while in a state of casting spells.

She says:

“I’m not a military genius, Murphy is busy killing enemies on the frontline, go find the Commander!”

“The Commander and his deputy were just killed by the burrowing explosion of the Gnolls.”

Adel softly says:

“As per the command sequence, you are now the Commander.”

“Then act as you see fit, I need to fulfill my duty as a ‘Spiritual Energy Turret’ here.”

With the Lightning Wand calling for raining lightning, Triss says:

“Meanwhile have Kudell send a new Commander over, let the Earth Priests fulfill their duties, block the digging route of the Gnolls!”

“Understood!”

Adel immediately turns and flies toward the position of the communication company, but just as she takes off a ball of fire explodes in the middle of the position, this explosion with a huge range directly silenced an entire fire point, but within a dozen seconds, the distinctive gunshots of Blood Vulture Claw sounded in the smoke, killing the Gnolls bursting from underground one by one.

The Transia People are fighting.

Even without the leadership of the Undying Spirits, they continue to fight.

The Wolf People attempt to crush them, but at least for the outcome of the first day’s battle, their intentions have failed, yet this is just the first day and the fierce battle has not even passed half, Murphy and his warriors need to endure such life-threatening intensity for three whole days, can they fight until the Hall of Valor opens?

Can we really persist until then?

Landing on the communication company position with folded wings, Adel silently questions herself, then she looks at the tireless fighting figure at the very front of the position.

Master Murphy will not retreat, Adel knows this very well, if the worst comes, Master Murphy will go to the end with his territory, like a captain with his ship.

We can do this!

E Sister told herself, then picked up the receiver handed by the signaler, saying to the other end:

“The lord’s position requires a new Commander, and also send over a deputy! Please quickly allocate ammunition supplies to be sent here, if possible, deploy the reserve units of the middle defense line here.”

“Received! I will come over personally, please hold on!”

“Lord Kudell? You came personally, what about the middle position?”

“It’s just a probing attack here, but our Governor’s side has undoubtedly become the eye of the storm on the entire defense line, if Sir Morphy is in trouble, the entire Transylvania will blame me, this is a responsibility that I cannot bear.”