My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2645 -882: Three-Day Miracle · The Second Day’s Story (Part 1)_3

If they can still be used, use them as well, the lord’s position must be reclaimed!

Otherwise, when daylight comes, without the air support from the Vampire Air Troops, this battle can’t be fought effectively.”

Amid Fraser’s incomprehensible anger, when the twenty-minute countdown ended, he suddenly saw some “strange” changes occurring on the originally strained flank position.

In the eerie wind, the fallen corpses were crawling back one by one; besides the numerous wolf people carcasses, even the dead bodies of the People’s Army soldiers were moving.

And what is there most on this battlefield now?

Wolf people?

No, no, no!

After a day of continuous battle, extending into the early morning of the second day, what covers this land the most are the corpses that have not been given time to be dealt with!

An enormous spirit-calling ritual was quietly set up and activated at some unknown time, and the shells of the deceased were violently awakened to be imbued with a cold deathly mind, returning to the battlefield once again.

However, since this is an Orthodox Church of Death’s Moon spirit-calling ritual, only the bodies are awakened, without forcibly binding the souls.

In Nifytelli’s view, even on such a battlefield, forcibly binding souls to continue fighting is an unacceptable act of desecration, not to mention, while she personally manipulates the core rod of the Banquet of Thousands of Souls modified by her mentor, she perceives many stubborn warrior spirits on the battlefield unwilling to tread the path of the dead.

They refuse the call of death, lingering stubbornly at the site of their mortal demise, unafraid even when tomorrow’s sunlight will dissipate their spirits into nothingness under its spiritual energy.

They roar in the form of spiritual bodies, attempting to assault the fierce wolf people, yet they cannot, compelling them to use inaudible battle cries to uplift their fellow comrades to continue fighting.

This scene, truth be told, is somewhat creepy.

But in the eyes of Little Mummy, it can completely be described as ecstasy; upon identifying this unique situation, she immediately shouts through the “amplifier” of the Banquet of Thousands of Souls’ core to those spiritual bodies:

“Ah, lucky for my timely arrival, warriors’ souls, come to me quickly! I have a way to bring you back to the battlefield, hurry!”

Under Little Mummy’s spiritual body call, the souls of the dead scattered across the battlefield are incited towards the core of the Banquet of Thousands of Souls, while the shambling advance of more corpses provides the struggling soldiers with an opportunity to retreat.

This scene struck Colonel Fraser like a lightning bolt through his mind; he finally comprehended the real meaning of the outrageous order.

The reason for maintaining supporting fire when the reserves charge forward is because this force is not afraid of artillery bombardment whatsoever!

The dead cannot die twice, but the wolf people still alive will surely die if bombed.

“Fire! Fire immediately!”

The colonel raised his commander’s saber high and swung it forward; he never imagined he would be so thrilled about a group of moving corpses someday, yet the reality was, at the moment the spirit-calling ritual commenced, the counterattack on the flank and the entire position truly began.

The wolf people can dream of capturing this position because it’s guarded by not only the unyielding living but also the undying dead!

They shall not advance a single step further!

As the artillery thunder echoed through the night, at the rear of the position, General Kuder stood in front of a Dragon Knight Walking Machine being refueled, raising his eyes with a complex gaze at the five-meter-high mechanical beast adorned with an array of deadly weapons.

As Transylvania’s high-ranking commander and Blood Vulture Clan’s senior leader, he was privy to many secrets unknown to others, like knowing what terrifying secrets lay hidden within the shell of this steel monstrosity before him.

Kuder asked the Ruyi beside him, who was adjusting the Dragon Knight control system with a special Calculating Pearl:

“So, can it understand my words?”

“Yes, at least simple commands they can understand.”

Ruyi, a manufacturing player not involved in the Three-Day Miracle Action, responded to Kuder’s inquiry, the English spirit in Half-body Man form tossing her hair, speaking crisply:

“We tested it; most combat commands it can execute well and fast, just like when it…uh, they were alive, reacting even to their former names to a certain extent.

However, understanding more complex matters is difficult.”

“Hmm, I see.”

Kuder sighed, knocking on the machine before him painted with the Winter Wolf Army insignia, murmuring:

“Then Colonel Duke and Captain Moritz, and other brave souls who sacrificed in Baphomet Canyon, my apologies we meet again this way on the battlefield. However, the situation is urgent, so I’m entrusting this battle to you.”

“Buzz”

As if in response, after Ruyi turned on the energy switches for these fifteen prototype Dragon Knights, a large custom red halo lit up before the external armor of the Dragon Knight Walking Machine, resembling a cold, blood-red eye patrolling back and forth in the deliberately crafted V-shaped window, finally stopping on General Kuder.

Being “watched” by this mechanical giant, Kuder uncomfortably shifted his shoulders while Ruyi scratched her head and said:

“It’s time for you to give orders, General, the position’s command is now yours, they are all waiting for your command.”

“Well then…”

Kuder turned, looking at the position behind besieged by exploding destructive bombardment, flexing his fingers, swinging forward, shouting loudly:

“Then, I command! Transylvania Mechanical Army’s First Dragon Knight Brigade, advance forward! Target, wolf people, annihilate them!”