My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2684 -895: Unfortunately, You Were Happy Too Soon

“Hmm, I’m waiting for you, don’t be late.”

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The news of the victory at the Lord’s position spread throughout the entire Maginot Line at the fastest speed, just as Murphy and Kudell had predicted. This victory came at just the right time, greatly boosting the morale of positions that had been attacked by the jackal army.

After all, the soldiers knew that the opposing jackal army numbered over 300,000, and the Lord’s position had taken out nearly a third in just three days, responding to the jackal army’s previous arrogant and vicious suicide tactics with a formidable blow.

If such victories continue to occur a few more times, the Black Disaster will collapse.

Of course, much of the details were omitted in the victory propaganda, such as the shocking losses at the Lord’s position, Sir Murphy deploying new weapons, and personally fighting on the front lines, achieving victory with the aid of two divine spirits.

Nonetheless, even with these details, the victory’s significance remained substantial.

Not only were the local Transia residents greatly encouraged, but even the Klim Fortress position, which was under intense attack, was rejoicing.

At this moment, with the jackal army pressing close, the gap between the Transia people and the Nords seemed to be largely bridged by the common enemy. The logic was simple: a Transia victory meant they had the strength to come to the fortress’s aid at the most critical moment.

The situation faced by General Baldwin and his warriors was, to be honest, not much easier than that at the Lord’s position. Moreover, they did not have the Undying Spirits to bravely attack and help them destroy the massive explosives accumulated by the jackal army on the eastern defensive line.

This meant that Klim Fortress not only had to face the jackal army’s human wave tactics but also had to contend with underground attacks from Dogheaded Engineers equipped with ample explosives.

In the past few days, the outermost defenses of Klim Fortress changed hands eighteen times.

The outposts of the fortresses making up the Unbroken’s wall were mostly blown away by the jackal army, with the soldiers of the Winter Wolf Army fighting fiercely with the relentless enemies for every inch of ground, even with fierce fire support from the Frost Dwarf Ironfoot Army and air suppression. The Winter Wolf Army’s losses had already reached a shocking level.

But there was also good news.

Upon hearing of the massive losses at the front lines, Cardinal Arjom Vikter, who was overseeing church affairs in the Kafuhoka region, had already assembled a group of priests to support the fortress. Most importantly, this renowned hardline Archbishop also brought with him 13,000 Monk Soldiers to protect the faith.

The arrival of these fierce Winter Wolf Monks significantly alleviated the pressure on the front lines. Furthermore, the monks of the Winter Wolf Religion keenly discovered the unique connection between the Master of Hunting and the jackal army. Unlike the Transia people, who were lacking in talents, the Nords had enough Winter Wolf Monks to help them complete a massive dispelling ritual infused with the divinity of Old Su Head.

This divine connection ritual would be personally presided over by Archbishop Arjom. The principle was identical to that of the Knight of LiWen channeling the power of the Eastern Holy Spirit to purify the battlefield, and once successfully released, it would completely dispel the Master of Hunting’s influence over the jackal army’s minds.

After this approach was validated at the Lord’s position, preparations at Klim Fortress began to accelerate.

General Baldwin had high expectations for the effect of this ritual, believing that it could become a crucial turning point in the battle, and the opposing Grand Marshal Huggesen was also very expectant…

To be precise, it was its partner that had been fully prepared, waiting for this opportunity!

“Once the foolish humans open the Divine Kingdom of the God of the North Wind, I will strike!”

In Huggesen’s camp, through the wolf tooth carried by the God’s Chosen, Silver Wolf Herson said to it:

“This will be your final task, my partner. Have your jackal army underlings use the method I’ve taught you to tear open a sufficiently large astral rift over Klim Fortress.

Opening this rift will help you tear down the fortress defenses, and my wolf disaster army will be your vanguard! I will use the Tainted Holy Sword to seriously wound my father, and then… heh heh, it will usher in a new era.

No matter for you or for us, it will be so!”

“A very good plan, but you have concealed quite important information.”

Huggesen calmly asked:

“You injure the God of the North Wind, but then what? Your father will not die from that one sword thrust, it is just a tainted holy sword, originating from Su himself, it cannot kill a god, because it cannot fight against itself.

You’re just creating a mess, in the worst scenario, my army might have to bear Su’s wrath in your stead.”

“No, no, no, I never intended to personally kill my father, that would be a horrible sin even for the wolf pack. However, the current war in the subspace is in full swing, the gods are already very weary.”

Herson corrected:

“They can barely hold onto their respective Divine Kingdoms as defensive lines. My father is bound by the border contract and cannot abandon his duties. If he doesn’t want to fall into corruption due to the taint of the Divine Kingdom, he can only make the shocking sacrifice of cutting off a limb to survive.

Don’t be afraid, be bold, Huggesen, everything is according to my plan!

Additionally, my wolf pack unexpectedly found an ‘ally’ for you in the Dark Mountain Range, and they will soon appear to help you achieve your ambition.”

“Hmm?”

The God’s Chosen was surprised and wanted to ask more, but at the next moment, its guard entered the tent and reported:

“Grand Marshal, some Ratmen have appeared behind our lines, claiming to bring the will of the gods to assist us in slaughtering the Transia.”

“What? Ratmen? And who is the god they speak of?”

“Uh, reportedly a guy called ‘Lord of Darkness’…”