My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2135 - 712: Murphy’s Law Perfectly Played Out Once Again in the Brass Fortress
"Swish"
The entire scene in the throne room changed as if the heavens had flipped in an instant. The previously peaceful meeting tore off its disguise in a moment. Brigadier Padru, who was full of vitality just a moment ago, now lay on the ground, his body pierced by three broken spears, long since breathless.
Meanwhile, Major General Misoyan clutched his wounded side, his face pale as he gasped for breath.
Everyone around him was injured, even Hadlan, the Lord of Earth Hammer, gripped the Artifact of Gaia, the power of Earth, and breathed heavily on his throne.
"How many times has this happened? Damn it!"
The human major general asked with difficulty. The Sanghai General, who had lost an arm, gritted his teeth and glanced at the thirteen blood marks carved on his leg, he said:
"The thirteenth time... I think. To be honest, I’m not entirely sure anymore. The true sight granted by the creator has been obscured by filth; I am no longer pure."
"This is not the time to talk about this!"
The only one still standing, the Ranger General, held a mechanical battle bow as tall as herself. At her feet lay the corpses of armed Gnolls and Wolf People, and further away were some strange charred Ratman skeletons.
She hoarsely said:
"How long until the next illusion attack?"
"No one knows, it happens more and more frequently."
The Brass Dwarf Lord said:
"Are we going out again this time?"
"Of course! Our soldiers are still outside fighting off Ratman who collapsed the ground to invade the fortress and those damn barbarians. We can’t abandon them. The area above the fortress trade district is still in our hands, we can still hold on!
As long as no more people are deceived by the warp space illusions.
The tragedy of Brigadier Padru was enough once."
Major General Misoyan spat bloody saliva to the side, and with a bitter smile of despair, he said:
"Who the hell could have thought? While Blackflame Mountain Pass was still holding, the Brass Fortress was the first to fall. What is wrong with you dwarves? Why didn’t Gaia even give you a heads-up when she abandoned you?
We were almost dragged into this desperate situation without any preparation.
Damn it!
This battle is so frustrating."
The Supreme Lord remained silent, but in fact, everyone present knew the answer.
The Elven General glanced at him and said:
"At this point, are you still not planning to destroy the Burning Gold? We confirmed during the first major riot triggered by the illusions that the warp space aura seeped through those Burning Gold Ores.
They are indeed harmless by themselves, but once stockpiled in large amounts, various problems arise.
I remember our Elf King clearly warned you!"
"Gaia has already abandoned us, and without those Burning Gold as explosives, how can we fend off the Wolf People and their mad minions outside?"
The Dwarf Lord shouted:
"Right now, the frontline entirely relies on the Ironheart Warriors of the Brass Fortress. The only reward they desire is those invaluable Burning Gold. I’ve promised my kingdom’s wealth to my people, they’ve accepted the employment of the Burning Gold, and even those greedy miners have picked up pickaxes to fight for us!
For God’s sake, can you consider reality?
We can’t destroy the Burning Gold now; those stockpiled precious items are maintaining morale. Otherwise, this fortress would fall in an instant!"
"When you piled those warp space things in your warehouse, when you chose Burning Gold and strayed from Mother Earth’s teachings... this fortress was already finished!"
The Sanghai General, missing an arm, used his curved greatsword to support his scarred body, saying with disgust:
"Your actions now are just drinking poison to quench thirst. Fierce Sun above, I can’t imagine, a hundred years ago you weren’t like this. Now your people need the King to pay them to fight for their own home?
You’re finished.
Even if the Wolf People don’t destroy you, you’re doomed after this war.
Continue clinging to your wealth, Supreme Lord.
My soldiers and I will leave this hopeless fortress.
This place is a golden pyramid grave; fighting guerrilla warfare with those stubborn Shield Dwarves outside offers more hope than staying here."
"Well said, Sanghai, so well that I almost forgot you’re a Sanghai."
The Ranger General also shook her head and said:
"I’ve already ordered my rangers to break through. We’ll continue hunting in the mountainous area south of the Gorgon Mountain Pass. If you can’t hold on in the north, we can give you a hand. But remember not to approach that mist; we’ve paid too heavy a price for recklessly attempting it."
