Chapter 287: A War Without Justice (Part 4)
When a large-scale battlefield activity is open, players do not need to log off and wait for half an hour after death, they will be directly teleported to the nearest resurrection point.
After launching the first wave of attacks, the players retreated, and they were not busy dividing the spoils... but waiting for their comrades who had been killed to run back and rejoin the team.
After the group waited for about ten minutes and the teammates who were running around arrived, the players naturally launched the next round of attack - this was not a tactical arrangement, but a matter of the players' gaming habits.
This natural gaming habit, in the eyes of the player's opponents, becomes a shameless harassment tactic...
"Kill them! We must kill them!"
The heavy cavalry formation that had been fooled and the light cavalry team that had lost more than a dozen comrades had anger in their eyes.
The frontline officers who were attacked and robbed in public were so angry that their anger went off the charts. As soon as they saw the undead appear, they immediately deployed their troops and formed a long line of heavy armored cavalry, which the undead feared the most.
The undead army, still scattered and disorderly, advanced to within a kilometer of the camp. Lionel's light cavalry rushed out aggressively, relying on their sprint speed and high mobility that were not inferior to those of the players, and dispersed the undead who tried to group together one by one.
Without the advantage in numbers, players had no way of confronting the heavily armored cavalry positions that were like steel walls; the light cavalry teams that charged in groups repeatedly had an incredibly high burst of power, and even the knight players could not withstand it; hundreds of people were killed but no results were achieved, and Entropy and Miaobishenghua, who had the power of command, had to simultaneously swipe the screen in the team to call for a retreat.
Pull the monster away, and all the members hide back in the valley where the captives of the loot level are hidden. Give me medicine and pinch your thigh regretfully: "The AI of the monsters in this game is too high. The same trick can't be used a second time."
"We definitely can't fight head-on." En Buzeng said, "How about this, let's try a different strategy. We'll send out an elite regiment, and before the fight starts, the elite regiment will go around in a big circle. When the elite regiment is in position, the large regiment will go head-on to contain the cavalry. The elite regiment will try to sneak into the enemy camp behind them when the time is right. I've observed that the camp is pretty simple. We can just cut off one or two pieces of wood from the fence and rush in directly."
"I think it's feasible." Miaobishenghua nodded, "If there's still time, the elite group should kidnap one or two officer NPCs. The exchange value of such officer NPCs is no less than that of rare materials."
I like this special operations mode when I take medicine, and I pat my chest and say, "Okay, then I——"
"Brother Lahong, let us lead this elite group." The brilliant pen interrupted the man who was taking medicine, "You have three undead horses, which are perfect for carrying prisoners."
"No problem, leave it to me." Lahong Ge said happily.
I was a little unhappy about taking the medicine, but for such a large-scale event involving players from all servers, the party with the more commanding power must treat everyone equally, otherwise the morale of the players will be scattered and the team will be impossible to lead.
While waiting for their dead teammates to come back and gather, a group of players carefully discussed tactics for a long time, planning exactly where the elite group would sneak in and where they would retreat. Zhao Zhenzhen, who was squatting on the side and listening, refused to get a word in...
After about fifteen minutes, all the players who were running corpses arrived, and the undead army launched an attack on Lionel's army for the third time.
The bad start was that the elite group was discovered by Lionel's scouts (actually they were discovered by the Mage's Eye) before they could get into position.
Zhao Zhenzhen, who was in a large player group, thought the operation would be canceled when she saw Lahong, who led the elite group, shouting in the team channel that they were exposed. She never expected that... these people dragged the enemy scout team around in a big circle, and then, knowing that they had been exposed, they stubbornly ran back to the designated ambush site.
Zhao Zhenzhen was shocked by this action and held her head in her hands.
When the main group of players was roaming in the cavalry position, Lionel's commander sent out the infantry battalion to deal with the elite group.
Then, the elite group led by La Hongge performed a showmanship that made the commander of Lionel's side and Zhao Zhenzhen on the player's side scalp numb - these guys simply ignored the reality that they had been exposed, dragged the scouts' tail, and carried the interception of the infantry phalanx, and continued the "infiltration" operation with their head held high...
Zhao Zhenzhen was numb. Really, she never dreamed that these people could be so crazy and critical.
She was in the big group and watched helplessly as the elite group's team list was rapidly decreasing in number, with the death rate reaching an extremely tragic level; but neither the players in the big group nor the elite group took the reduction in number seriously, and brother Lahong, who led the elite group, was still enthusiastically reporting on the progress of the "infiltration" in the team channel.
Zhao Zhenzhen, who was in the big group, had a numb look on her face and said, "Okay... as long as you guys are happy."
Even Zhao Zhenzhen didn't expect the players to be so stubborn, and Lionel's commander was even less expecting it.
Two thousand heavy armored infantry were enough to flatten any small castle. In theory, defeating a few hundred undead should not be a big problem; but the undead had no intention of confronting these iron turtles head-on, and they used the gecko tactics very neatly - constantly sacrificing their "tails" to hold back the heavy armored infantry, while the others rushed into the camp with simple fortifications regardless of anything else.
After "sacrificing" 90% of their teammates, the elite regiment, which had a full complement of 500 people, relied on the last few dozen people left to break through the enemy's defense line and desperately kidnapped two lieutenants and a sergeant with too gorgeous equipment.
In front of thousands of grieving and desperate heavy armored infantrymen, the last few dozen remaining undead took the initiative to "sacrifice" most of them to act as gecko tails and buy space for their teammates to escape; only a dozen undead were left, escorting prisoners and leading undead horses, and fled in public.
The elite group succeeded, and the big group continued to carry out the targeted breakthrough and support operations. After "sacrificing" hundreds of players, they supported the remaining members of the elite group and collectively cried...
In this battle, thousands of players were killed, and the only result was the capture of three enemy non-commissioned officers and more than twenty light-armored cavalry. Some of the more outrageous players even took the enemy's horses back.
Such a tragic casualty ratio would be unacceptable to any normal commander, but... the players not only did not think there was anything wrong, but were very happy - after all, the only price of death was running a few more minutes, and even if some unlucky guys did not tie their equipment tightly and dropped one or two pieces of equipment after death, it was nothing compared to the spoils.
Seeing the players excitedly discussing the results of the battle, Zhao Zhenzhen had an urge to log off and calm down.
This kind of fearless spirit of dragging away the enemy's front-line non-commissioned officers at the cost of great sacrifice is called a heroic act on our side, but it is terrifying on the enemy's side.
You have to know that non-commissioned officers are not the same as soldiers. Even non-commissioned officers at the sergeant or lieutenant level must be the elite among the grassroots soldiers, or have a good family background.
In a battle of this scale, the commanders would not blink an eye even if dozens or even hundreds of soldiers died; but during the battle, the enemy rushed into their own camp and kidnapped two lieutenants and a sergeant in front of them. This was so shocking that Lionel's officers were scared to death.
Fifteen minutes later, when the players launched their fourth attack, they saw a wizard NPC flying towards the enemy camp from a distance...
"Fuck, there's a big boss! And he's a magician!"
Miaobishenghua was startled and quickly changed his strategy before the battle: "Pay attention to the sky, the opponent has sent out a wizard boss! Give up the group attack and disperse!"
Players have not yet fought against the magic BOSS, but at least they have seen Lao Yang show his skills - the range magic of this camp's BOSS can instantly pave a yellow earth road. If it were to use attack magic, as many players in the group as possible would die.
The players who started charging from the same direction immediately spread out, like flowers scattered by fairies, running in all directions in a way that no one could find a pattern for...
"Go further, go further and attack from behind!"
"Don't come from the six o'clock direction, it's too crowded! Spread out and don't attract the BOSS!"
"RNM, don't run towards me! I'm coming to fuck the BOSS!!"
The spellcaster who volunteered to fight was a wind mage.
Wind spellcasters can control air currents, temperature, and wind pressure. They can easily make themselves float or fly at high speeds. They can also create powerful and highly destructive storms in a relatively short period of time. They can be regarded as high-altitude artillery on the battlefield.
But... just like Yang Qiu didn't dare to use large-scale magic without restraint before obtaining the player anchor point, this high-level wind mage couldn't cast storms all over the field, unless he was willing to have fun this time and then wait for death.
With the mental power reserves of a high-level spellcaster, he can throw out at most four or five medium-sized storms with a destructive radius of 20 meters at a time, or a large storm with a destructive radius of 100 meters.
Before he could fly high enough, the undead scattered like salt on the ground, which made him very embarrassed...
In desperation , this wind spellcaster could only select undead elites who looked like they had a certain status (with more gorgeous equipment) from the air, and release wind blades to kill them one by one.
Yang Ying led her team of relatives and friends to make a huge circle to try to bypass the heavy cavalry phalanx. Their team had no knights or healers (the mage Entropy No Increase was the commander), and they were all warriors and walkers. They could not fight a hard battle, and if they did not join the large group, they could only try to find weak targets.
As she was trying to approach the light cavalry in a coquettish manner, Jialuo suddenly raised her head and screamed on the spot: "Why is the BOSS coming towards us?!"
"Spread out a little more, spread out a little more!" Yang Ying shouted hurriedly.
"They're already scattered? What's wrong with this BOSS?" Tang Jia ran nervously while looking back. She had just seen with her own eyes that Qin Guan, who was wearing top-grade equipment, was killed instantly by the BOSS. As stubborn as she was, she had no intention of challenging the BOSS at all.
No matter how fast the players were, they were not as fast as the flying magic BOSS. The flying BOSS that killed people in seconds quickly caught up with the group of girls. With a flick of his hand, a semi-arc wind blade was thrown towards Gala.
"Fuck, I've already run away twice - eh?" Thinking she was going to die, Jialuo subconsciously raised her hands to protect her face. She realized something was wrong after she finished shouting.
The orange cat boss, who was about three meters away from Jialuo, turned into white light under Jialuo's eyes.
The wind spellcaster who killed the orange cat boss flew away without looking back, continuing to look for the next valuable target to kill.
Jialuo, Tangjia, Yangying and the other girls stared blankly at the flying BOSS, and then looked at the place where the orange cat boss was originally standing.
"Orange cats look particularly sarcastic?" Tang Jia asked puzzledly.
Yang Ying tilted his head in confusion, while Jialuo shrugged and spread her hands.
The orange cat boss comes to participate in such large-scale activities basically to slack off and get a salary. No one will have more requirements for him, as long as he can follow the big group and not fall behind.
The boss flew over to kill him, which was too confusing for the players...
"Never mind, let's keep going!" Yang Ying noticed a group of light cavalry coming towards them, her eyes lit up, she picked up her weapons and charged.
The participation of wind spellcasters in the battle prevents players from playing tactics as a group, but it does not mean that players cannot continue to exert their combat effectiveness. After all, there is only one big BOSS who can kill anyone he clicks on instantly, and it is unknown how long it will take to kill all the players one by one.
Players who were divided into small teams were, to some extent, even more dangerous—because they had a larger contact area with Lionel's army's extremely crudely fortified camp.
Three minutes after the battle started, dozens of player teams bypassed the front battlefield and rushed towards the camp fence happily.
Five minutes later, a dozen or so player teams, who were lucky enough not to encounter any effective resistance, invaded the camp from multiple directions.
The lucky players who invade the enemy camp will fall like a little mouse into a rice jar... All valuable items and equipment can be snatched, with no pop-up warnings at all!
Even if there are a lot of infantry NPCs in the camp trying to stop them, it doesn't matter! Those infantry can't run as fast as them!
Inside the camp, His Royal Highness the Prince of the Principality, who was sitting in the center, was almost going crazy. He only left a spellcaster and a few guards to protect his personal safety, and sent the rest out to drive away the undead - if more officers were kidnapped by the undead, their morale would be completely gone!
When His Royal Highness was getting extremely anxious, a player who was walking around the camp with a group of "tails" relying on his speed discovered him.
It is standard for players to offer identification skills when seeing a special NPC.
After seeing the information scanned by the identification technique, the players who had just looted some items and were being chased and blocked by a large group of infantry were almost going crazy with excitement: "Fuck——?! Epic equipment??"
Seeing the undead jumping around in his own camp, the prince was almost mad: "Kill them for me--!!"
Compared with the bustling Lionel army camp, the battlefield at this time was a little empty and lonely.
Franklin Victor, a colonel of the Rhine Kingdom employed by the Odysseus family, led the army to the battlefield. While commanding officers at all levels to deploy their troops, he looked in the direction of Lionel's camp in confusion. At the same time, he had to distract himself from time to time and pay attention to his own rear.
Every once in a while, varying numbers of undead would run over from behind their own rear, ignoring their own army in formation and running intently towards Lionel's camp.
In less than an hour, Colonel Victor discovered that there were at least several thousand undead running up from the back and running to the front...which exceeded the total number of undead hired by the Odysseus family.
Colonel Victor had already learned from Miss Phoenix about the terrifying trait of the Tarantan ghosts' immortality.
In other words, these undead have been killed more than once...
This made Colonel Victor extremely puzzled. There was no way that less than three thousand Undead mercenaries could deal with Lionel's army on their own. Why were they so determined to break away from their friendly forces and fight alone?
What was even more puzzling to Colonel Victor was that the time for the battle was approaching, but Lionel's army had not yet brought its troops over to form a battle array.
"What's going on over there?" Colonel Victor frowned and looked towards the east. "No matter how many undead they kill, they won't win this battle. There's no point in getting entangled with them. They don't even understand such a simple truth. Has Lionel's commander gone mad?"
