Chapter 171 Lend Me Your Face
At this time, it is dusk for the residents of the other world, but it is still morning for the players on Earth.
Today is a weekday, and those who can be online at this time in the morning must be heavy players - such as those who run a studio, or freelancers like Yang Ying (gold-playing party).
Yang Ying came online at nine o'clock. After looking at the friend list, she found that only the orange cat boss was online.
The orange cat boss went to play some caravan operation mode, and originally invited Yang Ying, but Yang Ying was reluctant to give up the weekend activities and did not go - now many players are pursuing equipment attributes, and the business of helping the boss to pass levels and brush enchantments is very good. Every weekend Yang Ying can earn hundreds of living expenses, and thousands if he is lucky. It must not be missed easily.
Since all her friends were not online, Yang Ying thought about it and decided to brush up on her life skills... She also followed the boss Ouyang and learned to be a butcher, but she was busy making money and didn't practice much, so she is still a butcher apprentice.
Before Yang Ying even reached Life Lane, all the online players who had reached the rank of Private First Class or above on the battlefield received a message from the system:
"【System Announcement】To the soldiers fighting to protect Tarantan, Lieutenant Wagner Pitt and Captain Ken need your help. Please rush to the Exile Town Hall as soon as possible to accept the combat mission."
"Combat mission!" Upon seeing this word, Yang Ying immediately put aside his skills in killing the butcher and ran towards the town hall.
The battlefield had been open for four or five days (Earth time), and many PVP players had achieved privates, and this group of PVP players often overlapped with heavy players... When Yang Ying arrived at the town hall, dozens of people were already there.
"Sister Ying is here too, come over here!" When Miaobishenghua saw Yang Ying, he sent an invitation to form a team over.
"Huahua, you all are here." Yang Ying was still worried that her friends would not be able to log in and she would be left alone, so she walked over happily.
"Sister Ying, have you received the mission too?" the one who was giving me medicine said.
The person who gave me the medicine was older than Yang Ying, but everyone called her Sister Ying (including Miaobishenghua, who was also older than Yang Ying), so he followed the crowd and called her that.
"Oh, yeah?" Yang Ying didn't understand, "Otherwise I wouldn't know to come here."
"Look, I've already told you that this is a mission that only soldiers of the rank of corporal can take." Qin Guan said, "I told you long ago that there would definitely be benefits to raising your rank, but you just didn't want to fight on the battlefield."
"It's not that I won't do it. I'll come to the battlefield after I clear the poisonous fog swamp...it's just a matter of a few days, right?" said the guy with medicine in his eyes.
"Well, you can go with us anyway even if there is no mission. The most you will lose is the reputation rewarded by the system. That's no big deal." He smoothed things over with eloquent words.
He nodded repeatedly and asked me to take the medicine - I have to go for the combat mission even if there is no reputation reward!
As they were talking, Ming Feng Chunpu from La Hong's side pushed through the crowd and came over: "Xiangcao, Yao Ge, Huahua, I want to discuss something with you."
"What's the matter?" Qin Guan asked in surprise.
"My idea is, should we merge into one group?" Ming Feng said simply, "We have done combat missions several times, and the enemies were always difficult to deal with. I think we should work together."
Qin Guan looked back at Miaobishenghua and saw Miaobishenghua nodding at him, so he said, "Alright, who will take the captain's position?"
"Of course -" Ming Feng looked at Yang Ying with a simple smile, turning his head left and right, "Hey, where is Entropy?"
"We are still in class. Today is Monday." Yang Ying said.
"Uh..." Ming Feng Chunpu was stuck for a moment, and said, "How about Sister Ying taking the position of group leader?"
"Hey, me?" Yang Ying was surprised.
Miaobishenghua understood exactly what Mingfeng Chunpu was worried about, and immediately said, "Okay, then Sister Ying will be the leader, and all the players who have received the mission will be added to the team, and those who haven't received the mission and are willing to go together will also be added, how do you think?"
The last two words, "brilliant writing", were said while looking at Qin Guan.
Qin Guan also simply transferred the position of group leader to Yang Ying on the spot...
In a large group of players working together, it doesn't mean that whoever is the leader has to obey whose orders, but whoever is the leader has the power to be a little willful and make things unhappy for those he doesn't like... For example, he may deliberately delay and not add certain people into the group.
Qin Guan and La Hongge are both good bosses, but they also have the small problem of causing trouble when they get angry. The most important thing is that there will inevitably be those people . In order to avoid problems, it is better to find someone who is not emotional and who most people can't find fault with to be the leader.
Although Yang Ying joined Qin Guan's blood alliance, everyone knew that she and Enbuteng were in cahoots; plus, this girl had her own fixed team that specially led the boss on weekends (she had experience in leading teams), and she had never had any problems in online and offline transactions with people (she was an honest person), so she was the best choice to be the team leader when Enbuteng was not around.
Yang Ying, who was the team leader, pulled the two teams that had been fighting each other many times during the battlefield into one team, and the NPCs in the town hall also moved.
Wagner Peter and Ken, two battlefield quartermaster NPCs that players have loved and hated for the past few days, walked out side by side and talked about the plot in unison for a long time. The general content was that there was a knight group called the Order of the Blazing Sun who had a long-standing grudge against Lord Tarantan and Lord Yang, the resurrection mentor of the undead race. Not long ago, they sent scouts to sneak into Westram and try to kidnap the clerk of the town hall. After the conspiracy was prevented, the two sides tore their faces apart and decided to have a fight...
Except for the plot fans, few players care about what the NPCs are saying. When Wagner and Ken introduced the background with deep hatred, the players were just yelling:
"Westham had such a plot mission? Who did it?"
"I haven't heard of anyone receiving a mission there?"
"Could it be that someone secretly received it and then secretly dealt with it?"
"That's not right. Who wouldn't show off on the forum after completing a plot breakthrough mission?"
One player discovered something was wrong: "Isn't the Order the Knights of the Church? Are we going to fight the Knights of the Church? Damn, is Tarantan a confirmed villain?!"
"How rare! Do we look decent when we go out with our skeletons like this?"
"That's right, the leader of the camp is a black magician!"
"That's not what they say. In foreign games, setting religious figures as decent is politically correct. Even if they turn evil, they can be whitewashed. Those foreigners who believe in religion have all gone bad-headed. In domestic games, setting up cults as villains is more in line with national conditions." Some players disagree, "This cult is definitely not a good group. After completing the combat mission and entering the plot, I guess they will reveal some dark secrets."
"Wait, the pretty boy with Lao Yang is also a member of the church?"
"You're stupid! The pretty boy is from the Prosperity Church, and this cult is from the Blazing Sun Church!" The player who identified the cult as a villain said smugly, "I guess this domestic game is also promoting the idea of splitting and attacking religious elements. Good religions will be given legal certificates, and bad ones will be treated as cults and eradicated—"
Wagner and Ken were narrating the "background story" firmly. On the surface, they seemed to be turning a deaf ear to the noise of the undead. In fact, their voices were trembling slightly...
I heard something really incredible - so this is what Yang wanted to do! This guy even wants to eradicate the True God Sect? !
In the town hall, Yang Qiu, who temporarily canceled the projection and sat in his real body, calmly drank a sip of tea.
How should I put it…If he could get to the point of distributing small notebooks to the Orthodox Sect, he would definitely not refuse.
Taoism, the native religion of China, originated from the Hundred Schools of Thought and was limited to the circle of intellectuals from the beginning; Buddhism, a foreign religion, was domesticated for thousands of years, but not only did it fail to reach the level of unity of politics and religion during its heyday, it was also repeatedly crushed by those in power at the time… As a result, modern Chinese people do not have a deep understanding of religious sects, and always think that no matter what sect it is, as long as the country is strong enough, it can crush it.
But the history of the earth itself has proved that, apart from the unique Chinese civilization, countless countries have been crushed by religions...
There is no true God, no supernatural beings. The earth created by mankind with all the achievements of scientific and technological civilization has this nature. In this world with both true God and supernatural beings, religious sects can only become more unscrupulous.
Why is it that no matter how bad the economy of a city is, the church is always the most magnificent building in the city?
Because religious elements shared taxes with the royal family and nobles in three parts, they gave far less to the people than the royal family and nobles did - a city needed an army of at least a thousand professional soldiers to protect the local residents from horse thieves, and at least hundreds of clerical staff to keep the city running, while religious elements only needed to build a cathedral that was magnificent enough and employ a few dozen night watchmen.
Of course... it’s not practical to say this now. Yang Qiu needs to focus on the things at hand.
It is not practical for three thousand players to march all the way. Yang Qiu has no doubt that if he dares to let these three thousand natural disasters roam the ground, these guys will definitely create "surprises" for themselves one after another.
A safer approach is to issue an advance mission first, recruit a group of veteran players who have sufficient combat power and can still be managed, establish a camp (teleportation point) at the agreed war location, and then teleport the large player force there.
After Wagner and Ken, the two native tools, finished explaining the plot and told the players to teleport to Westram to meet up, Yang Qiu immediately took them to Westram through the underground teleportation array - Wagner was responsible for leading the undead, and Ken needed to bring his mercenaries.
"I am sorry to trouble you again, monk."
In the lobby of Westham Town Hall, Yang Qiu sincerely thanked Lowell who was "dressed up".
Rowell, who was wearing a COS costume, looked at him expressionlessly and said, "You don't have to thank me. I just did it for Rex's sake."
Although both parties agreed to a "battle of justice and honor," the Cult of the Fiery Sun would only agree to it if they believed they had a sure win.
What if the other party can't afford to lose, and decides to act like a coward and use a decapitation tactic when the time comes... then Rex himself won't be able to withstand it.
"It's such a headache... Why did I agree to cooperate with your crazy plan in the first place?" Lowell sighed, stood up from the sofa, shook off his overly gorgeous (all machine-embroidered) golden and black cloak uncomfortably, and looked at Yang Qiu deeply, "I won't take the initiative, you know what I mean."
Yang Qiu smiled confidently: "Dear Inspector, do you think victory is not on the side of the Tarantan Undead?"
Rowell's expression suddenly became complicated...
From the captured Captain Ben Ham Walton, we know that this Order of the Fiery Sun has three hundred knights and six hundred knight squires.
These three hundred knights are not professional soldiers of the city defense army, they are legitimate church knights recognized by the Inquisition of the Fiery Sun Church. All of them have fiefs, and their strength is at the same level as Wagner, or even stronger than Wagner... It is no exaggeration to say that this church group is enough to capture any smaller city.
With such strength, they are facing the Tarantan Undead who are only slightly stronger than a sturdy farmer...but even Lowell dare not say that the Undead will definitely lose.
The reason was simple. These immortal and overly energetic undead were definitely the toughest enemies. At the beginning, less than 300 undead captured the Sokri caravan, which consisted of nearly 300 mercenaries and thugs, overnight, and even refused to allow Wagner, who was traveling with them, to intervene. Lowell knew this very well.
"Even if we defeat this sect, what can we do?" Brother Lowell could only sigh and turn to walk towards the gate.
"It's true that we can't do anything, but at least we can get the friendship we need... from certain people." Yang's calm voice came from behind, "People who think they are strong are only willing to make friends with strong people, and Westram needs 'friends'."
"Nothing could be more ironic than hearing such words from you." Brother Lowell couldn't help but turn back and sneer.
"I also find it ironic, but the world only recognizes this kind of logic." Yang Qiu said with a smile.
Lowell... Lowell felt as if he was asking for trouble.
Yang is like this. He despises the common rules of human relations in the world, but he is also very proficient in these unwritten rules.
After watching Brother Lowell leave, Yang Qiu sat down, picked up the teacup, and blew away the foam.
"Although he is an old intellectual, he is also a church intellectual." Yang Qiu muttered to himself, "Even if the Fiery Sun Church and the Prosperity Church have always been at odds, this guy will still feel sorry for his own kind..."
Yang Qiu wanted to let the Tarantan Undead make a name for themselves by stepping on the skin of the Fiery Sun Cult, and create time and space for peaceful development - this intention certainly could not be hidden from Lowell, an old guy who was about the same age as himself.
Yang Qiu was not afraid of offending the Dead Sun Church. The relationship between the two sides was originally difficult to reconcile...
Why not prioritize causing trouble for the Gold Coin Church or the Bartles family? The reason is also very simple - as the saying goes, the monk can run away, the temple cannot. If the locals surrender... well, the possibility of naturalization is greater for them than for outsiders.
After finishing a cup of tea, a cold light flashed in Yang Qiu's eyes.
"I didn't want to resort to such sentimental measures... but when necessary, drastic measures must be taken."
After making the decision, Yang Qiu put down his teacup, stood up and left.
The place where Westram Lord Charles Rex had an agreed battle with the Cult of the Fiery Sun was chosen to be a wasteland about ten kilometers west of the city of Innadri.
There were two reasons for choosing a battlefield so close to the city of Innadri. First, the Cult of the Fiery Sun was originally an external force, and Westram was not worried that they could get support from the city - unless the senior priests of the Cult of the Fiery Sun were willing to bow their heads and borrow troops from the Cult of the Gold Coin.
However...if the Gold Coin Church is really willing to lend troops and take the initiative to step into this muddy pit, the players will definitely be the happiest...
The second reason was simple and crude - to give the Innadri people enough opportunities to appreciate how big Westram's outstretched fist was.
When the undead who were recruited for the advance mission rushed to the designated battlefield overnight, they met the three Hal brothers who had sneaked into the city of Innadri two days earlier in a tavern on St. Joseph Street.
"It's only been two days and I'm already missing the cooking skills of the little orc girl Lika... I really don't want to stay in this damn place anymore." Tattle Joe threw the half-eaten rough bread into the plate and said with a bored look on his face.
"That bastard Yang said that as long as we make sure there are enough spectators going to the western wasteland to watch the battle, we can go back." Hal was also upset. "What the hell, isn't this guy afraid that we will take the opportunity to escape?"
Pansy said nothing, but silently took a sip of the slightly sour malt beer, then silently put down the cup.
You're not going to run away... I just see that you're eager to go home.
