Chapter 881 880 The governor guards the country, and the grand duke dies in the country. This is
Chapter 881 880. The governor guards the country, and the grand duke dies for the country. This is our hegemony in Transia!
Xu Gesen used the Bloodscar Clan as a "middleman" to conduct private PY with the Bone Gnawer Clan. It started before entering the Filthy Swamp. It was quietly advancing the matter and obtained enough explosives from the "friendly forces"
, and then shocked everyone under the Maginot Line of Defense.
So how much explosives does the Chosen One have?
Let's put it this way, its standard for hoarding explosives is to be able to blow up the Crimean Fortress. Such a large-scale demand means that friendly forces can only provide it in batches.
But after the collapse of the Brass Fortress, you can pick up a lot of these dwarf-style explosives just by walking in the ruins. The Bonegnashers can basically meet the needs of the central front without even collecting them specifically. They themselves also
I don’t attach much importance to this thing, because Gehrmann Bone-gnawing has already entered the Genoa Peninsula, which has been the most developed engineering place on the continent in the past hundreds of years, and it is simply not the same style as other backward areas.
You can get a lot of explosives by just opening an engineering warehouse anywhere.
Therefore, when faced with the request for help from the central battlefield, King Gehrman Bonegnasher, who had been proud of the recent spring breeze and spent every day in pleasant massacres and occupations, did not refuse. Instead, he provided Xu Gesen with an offer as if he was showing off his martial arts.
It needs something.
The Bloodscar Clan is bullying Gehrman. Bone-gnawing does not know the true identity of Xu Gesen.
If the bone-gnawing king knew that Xu Gesen was his brother who had been lost since childhood, the only bone-gnawing blood descendant among this generation of jackals, this dangerous deal would probably not be possible.
While Xu Gesen's army is launching a ferocious attack on the Maginot Line of Defense, the Bloodscar Clan's transportation team is still continuously transporting explosives into the filthy swamp. Fort Courage also received news about five pairs of ships and asked them to dispatch them.
Intercepting that damn transportation route, the Bloodscar clan has also increased its intensity this time. In order to give birth to the Lord of the Hunt as soon as possible, they also mobilized a group of elites from the Moss Valley to ensure that the transportation of explosives can keep up with Xu Gesen's.
war process.
In this case, the actions of the players cannot actually completely reverse the current troubles encountered on the defense line, but the blowing up of the largest gunpowder magazine in the swamp still makes Xu Gesen, who is currently supervising the battle near the Crimean Fortress, very angry.
"What about the losses? All the troops I stationed nearby are gone?"
The Chosen One looked at the messenger who came to report the news, and roared:
"What is going on? I have deployed a full three hundred hunting elects there! I have also arranged one-fifth of my guards there, and there are enough hunting priests to provide you with psychic support. How could it happen overnight?
Is it like this?
The warlord there had better die in the battle last night, otherwise I will definitely strangle it to death with my own hands!"
"It's the star realm being torn apart! Grand Overseer."
The messenger was so frightened that he trembled and explained continuously:
"The undead heroic spirits of Transia formed a large army. We confirmed that the fierce attackers were all heroic spirits and there was no local Transian. They used crazy tactics to break through the valley within an hour and used very strange steel.
The tanks blew up our powder magazine.
But they themselves suffered heavy casualties.
Your loyal warlord originally planned to wipe out the attackers, but the evil vampire Murphy didn't care about his warriors at all. When our army surrounded the valley, the astral tear came.
That valley and all the surrounding life were sucked into it. It's not because we are afraid of the enemy, but Grand Overseer, it's the Transians who used the most extreme tactics. We have no way to resist the destructive power from the star realm."
"Huh? You said Murphy gathered all the undead heroic spirits under his command and used them? How many people were in that commando team last night?"
Xu Gesen ignored the part about the tearing of the star world. He quickly grasped the key point and asked a question. The messenger who escaped from the tearing of the star world immediately answered:
"At least 5,000 people! Grand Overseer, those are 5,000 immortal heroes! With their lifeless and fierce fighting methods and desperate and crazy morale, we need at least 20,000. No, 30,000 people to stop them!
Countless battles in the past have proven this. We cannot look at the crazy heroic spirits of Transia with the same eyes as ordinary warriors! They can do anything."
"You're already scared, poor thing, but considering what you said is basically true, I won't punish you for it. But using five thousand heroic spirits at once, it seems that Murphy is really desperate."
Xu Gesen suddenly understood when he heard this number.
Although it has no spies in Transia, based on estimates from previous battles, this must be the approximate number of all heroic spirits. This means that the entire Maginot defense line will currently lack the troublesome and fierce undead.
of assistance.
The biggest threat to those guys is not how strong their individual soldiers are. They are like nodes connecting the battle lines. As long as they are active, the morale of the indigenous soldiers will be significantly strengthened.
Even a group of cowards will be inspired to bravery if they are led by someone who dares to fight and is not afraid of death.
But now, those undead are all gone, and the Transians will reveal their true colors. Xu Gesen immediately realized that this was an excellent opportunity!
It has at least three days to command the army without interference to launch a devastating attack on the Transians. Under the best circumstances, it can crush the morale of the opponent and capture one or two sections of defense.
Although the largest gunpowder depot was blown up, Hugersen still had some explosives in his hand that could be distributed to the elite.
But it must choose the most suitable assault location to launch an effective three-day assault. Even if it has nearly 400,000 people at its disposal, launching a full-scale attack in the face of a long defense line is still an unacceptable option, which means that its strength will be
dispersion.
Xu Gesen glanced at the messenger and asked:
"Murphy's flag is on the front near the bombed powder magazine, right?"
"Yes, my lord."
The messenger lowered his tail and replied:
"When I set off to report to you, the nearby warlords had already taken action to attack the evil leader Murphy's position. They hoped to break through the position and capture the vampire alive to atone for your sins.
And I have also seen with my own eyes that Transia’s bandit leader, the hateful and cunning vampire Murphy, personally led his people’s army to defend the enemy on the battlefield!”
"He did it in person? Well, it seems like a signal."
Xu Gesen nodded, pondered for a moment, and then immediately summoned a great warlord whom he trusted more, and asked him to take his orders and leave with the messenger to direct the battle in the central and western sections of the defense line.
Since Murphy went to battle personally to send a war invitation to the Jackals to save face, then as the commander-in-chief, he was also happy to give a clear and ferocious response.
If possible, Xugersen would prefer to command the army by himself to fight the Transians led by Murphy, but unfortunately, Xugersen must stay here in the Crimean Fortress now. Just as Murphy has a plan, Xugersen
He also has his own plans.
At the entrance of its camp, the Chosen One raised his head and looked at the magnificent fortress standing in the mountains in the distance.
For hundreds of years since the establishment of the Crimean Fortress, this so-called "Unbreakable Wall" has been protecting the fertile and beautiful Kakhovka Plain behind it. It was once a symbol of the Bosian Confederation's resistance to the Black Disaster.
Now it belongs to Nordtov, the country protected by the North Wind, the country with the wolf as its symbol, the country that also participated in this war, the country that seems to be more powerful than Transia but in fact
A country that is strong on the outside but capable on the inside.
A cold light flashed in Xu Gesen's eyes. He stretched out his hand to hold a wolf fang that was hanging in front of him, dancing with starlight, and asked softly:
"So, how much longer do you need?"
"The wolves are already in place, I'm just waiting for an opportunity."
The voice of Silver Wolf Kherson followed the wolf fangs and reached the heart of the Chosen One. Her tone was lazy but with a trace of undisguised expectation, she said:
"Continue to put pressure on them, Xu Gesen, Mrs. Nordito will soon seek their gods to give them strength to fight against disasters, and at the moment when the divine power is connected to the kingdom of my old father, in His
The moment when the kingdom of God opens, it is your and my moment of glory.
I promised you a human victory, and you brought me a divine defeat.
Forget about the cunning Murphy and his incredibly stubborn Transia. That poor, tyrannical place full of undead heroes is not worth pursuing. The Nords, who are led by a little girl, are obviously clay-footed giants that are easier to deal with.
.
Believe me!
You will gain a victory worthy of the King of Bones."
"Well, I've been looking forward to it, Your Majesty the Queen."
Xu Gesen replied.
It let go of its wolf fangs and proactively cut off the communication. Then it glanced at the majestic Crimean Fortress in front of it. It shook its tail and turned around and walked into the camp. A few seconds later, a loud noise exploded in front, and as the jackal
The people roared excitedly, and another outpost fortress was captured by the kobolds using engineer tactics.
Well, bombs are so useful!
——
"boom"
The kobold crawling out of the ground had no time to glance around before his head was pierced by a flying bullet.
But the loss of the life of the dog-legged thing does not mean that the bad luck it brought has subsided. Several explosive bombs tied to the body of the kobold still exploded after three seconds, covering a corner of the position with thunder and fire.
Several People's Army soldiers who were using muskets to defend themselves from the enemy were beaten to death by flying rocks and rocks, but they did not dare to put down their weapons at all. They had to keep shooting. In front of them was an overwhelming number of armed dogs charging towards them.
People and their cruel masters.
Murphy's position was already covered with blood.
After the fast and accurate explosion completed by the players last night, the Jackal's counterattack after being enraged quickly came. In the early morning, the first wave of charges hit Murphy's position. Although the heavy artillery placed there was
Under the bombardment, the first wave of kobolds and jackals that rushed up were blown to pieces before they could even touch Murphy's sword blade.
But that only represents the beginning of the next bloody battle.
The heavy artillery above the defense line continued to fire and bombard. Every time a shell landed, it would cause horrific damage at the point of impact. The more flexible field artillery continued to fire precise barrage support, but it still could not stop the kobold engineers from digging underground to blast.
, and the jackals and warg cavalry possessed by the berserk spell are very fast, and they can often rush into the trenches and launch a surprise attack during the interval between artillery reloading.
The fighting here started in the early morning and has not even stopped now. The consumption of artillery shells is so fast that the logistics officer curses, and the barbed wire fence used to block the enemy is even knocked away by the wolf men who are constantly attacking.
No one knows how much blood has flowed on the earth, nor how many deaths have been created, but the Lord of the Hunt obviously likes this kind of war.
In the eyes of Murphy, who was constantly slashing, the howling jackal barbarians all had red eyes, and their bodies were covered with a strange bloody glimmer. They were more ferocious and fanatical than usual, and even seemed to have lost their temper.
Without self-awareness, all that remains is the desire for destruction poured into the mind.
That is a higher level of spiritual stimulation than the berserk spell. It is obviously the resonance between the power of the Lord of Hunting and the Gnoll believers in the material world. Through the continuous accumulation of death and blood, a super-large "divine force field" is already here.
form.
In Tris's words, this place has become a place of sacrifice for the Lord of Hunting!
Every life that dies here will feed back power to the evil god, just like the Genoa Peninsula at this time.
The scene that the Lord of the Hunt has been looking forward to has become a reality. Murphy, his camp and his warriors have all been dragged into this sacrifice, but this is bound to happen, and it is impossible for Murphy
Because of the formation of this divine force field, the soldiers were ordered to put down their weapons and not resist.
The Lord of the Transians also fulfilled his contract with the players. He has been at the front of the position since the beginning of the war, and has never taken a step back in the battle.
The Necessary Evil in his left hand and the Fierce Sun Saber in his right hand were constantly rising and falling, killing every jackal approaching him in the most efficient way. His potential had begun to burn, and Murphy's ancestral power belonged to him one after another.
are being used, and those weird and powerful powers are constantly changing.
Murphy has been immersed in the perception of strength and skills. He must find the "permutation" that suits him best among the numerous combinations of ancestral powers. This is destined to happen based on the strength items he currently possesses.
It is a long-term job, and fortunately, Murphy has accumulated enough potential in his "long" black iron career, and the characteristics of the immortal allow him to persist until he breaks out of his cocoon and becomes a butterfly.
time.
But just because he can persevere and enjoy this kind of battle where he doesn't have to think too much and just swings his sword doesn't mean that others will be able to persevere.
The fighting lasted for a full seven hours from early morning to now, causing the defenders in front of Murphy's position to change twice. Although it was not a simultaneous annihilation but an active rotation, only seven hours of fierce fighting reduced the manpower on this position.
Consumption has reached an unprecedented level.
"The casualties are very high, Grand Duke. The Third Regiment of the People's Army lost one-third of its men just an hour after it went up. The soldiers who retreated did not get enough rest at all."
On the artillery position at the front and rear, Adele, who returned from the bloody battle, reported to Archduke Trish, who was sitting here instead of Murphy:
"The outposts of the Thorn Clan also sent back news that all the Jackals' troops within thirty kilometers of the central defense line are gathering here. They want to use the master's position as a breakthrough to retaliate in kind.
We must also request support from other positions!
At least we need to support the ammunition. Our artillery is fighting at a high intensity, and the ammunition consumption rate has reached three times the normal rate!"
"Why are you telling me this?"
Tris expressionlessly threw a large-scale lightning storm into the densely packed kobolds charging ahead. She was in a spell-casting state and even her answers became indifferent.
she says:
"I'm not a military genius. Murphy will kill the enemy on the front line and go find the commander!"
"The commander and his adjutant were just killed by the kobold's burrowing blast."
Adele whispered:
"Following the order of command, you are now the commander."
"Then I will do as you wish. I will fulfill my duties as a 'Psychic Turret' here."
Raising the lightning staff, she called Tris, who was splashing with thunder, and said:
"By the way, let Kudel send a new commander over, let the earth priests shoulder their responsibilities for me, and seal the route of the kobolds digging into the ground!"
"As you command!"
Adele immediately turned around and flew towards the location of the communication company, but as soon as she took off, she saw a ball of fire exploding in the middle of the position. The explosion was so large that it immediately silenced the entire firepower point. However, more than ten seconds later another fire broke out.
The unique gunfire of the Blood Vulture Claw sounded in the smoke, killing the kobolds that broke out of the ground one after another.
The Transians are fighting.
Even without the leadership of the immortal heroes, they are still fighting.
The jackals tried to crush them, but at least judging from the results of the first day's battle, their plan failed. However, this was only a fierce battle that was not even halfway through the first day. Murphy and his warriors needed to fight for their lives like this.
After holding on for three whole days under such intensity, can they fight until the moment when the Hall of Valor opens?
Can we really hold on until then?
Adele folded her wings and landed on the communications company's position, asking herself, then she looked at the figure who was fighting tirelessly at the front of the position.
Master Murphy will not retreat. Adele knows this very well. If the worst results come, Master Murphy and his territory will go to the end together, just like the captain and his ship.
We can do it!
Sister E said something to herself, then picked up the intercom handed over by the communications soldier and said to the other end:
"The Lord's position needs a new commander, and bring an adjutant here! Please quickly deploy ammunition and supplies and send them here. If possible, send the reserve team from the central defense line here."
"Received! I will go there in person, please hold on!"
"Lord Kudel? You are here in person. What should we do with the central position?"
"This is just a tentative attack, but our governor's side has undoubtedly become the eye of the storm on the entire defense line. If something happens to Mr. Murphy, the whole of Transia will blame me. This is what I also