My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank-Chapter 2331 - 778: Wah! I, Greatshark, Really Am a Martial Arts Genius!
"Gaia’s Rage" operation represents the last counterattack of the Transia People in the desolate mountain area, but it is not the only counterattack.
Besides the chaos caused by the "outsiders" in the main camp of the Jackal-men, there are still ongoing conflicts, and all tunnel systems occupied by the Jackal-men are almost simultaneously under attack by the Transia People.
Even the Nord positions far away in Baphomet Canyon, and the player teams roaming near the Blackflame Mountain Pass are assisting in this wide-scale multi-point assault.
One aspect is covering the retreat of the defenders in Shadow Valley through the tunnels. As the positions continue to be moved back to Baphomet Canyon, some warriors will not follow the retreat. They will stay in the desolate mountain area and continue guerrilla warfare, so taking back some important tunnel control rights tonight is also quite significant.
For this, Murphy has almost mobilized all the forces he currently has in this region.
As it turns out, when the Jackal-men’s attention was focused on the contest for Shadow Valley, the deficiency of having a virtually nonexistent command system unable to support multi-point operations quickly became apparent. Tonight, the battlefields with more than 500 combatants exceeded eleven, and those with fewer than 500 were even more numerous.
The Grand Marshal of the Jackal-men couldn’t make timely adjustments and could only rely on the freedom of the Jackal-men Junior Warlords in the attacked areas to perform on their own.
But a very terrifying problem was that there were very few Split-claw Jackal-men who had fought with the Transia People at Blackflame Mountain Pass. After entering the desolate mountain area, the Transia People had not conducted large-scale frontal battles, only tactical interspersing and surprise attacks. The Warlords of the Blood Scar Clan couldn’t understand what kind of crazy way the Transia People would use to fight them head-on.
Indeed, they’ve heard that these lunatics, when at a disadvantage, would voluntarily sacrifice themselves for their companions’ victory, but in their understanding, no matter how crazy, one hesitates before making a decision to die.
As long as they understand fear, it means the Jackal-men can use their skillful intimidation tactics to frighten them. Alternatively, they let the hunters and priests use long-range means to take out those "suicide bombers".
They were very confident in dealing with such pathetic suicide attacks, until they were truly overwhelmed by a wave of frenzied newbies who, empowered by decision-making wine, obliterated positions or even flattened them, giving them a more direct understanding of the Transia People’s combat style.
This "devour light explosion" that can clear a five-meter range in an instant is fundamentally different from the "explosion" in their understanding! This thing, with its trace of divine presence, when stacked multiple times in a short period, can even harm strong hunting electors!
Moreover, the most important thing is that players now are no longer the rookie troops that couldn’t even beat an elite Barbarian Soldier on a one-on-one basis.
On the intense battlefield of Wasteland Mountain, more than twenty players have already completed the Silver Trials, among which are top players like Brother Meow, who transformed significantly upon their first class change into the "God-chosen Profession".
Players’ Silver Trials start with at least four Ancestor’s Power, which they may consider the average level, but in reality, when comparing with the silver strength of various tribes across the continent, it becomes clear that the convergence breakthrough of four Ancestor’s Power definitely reaches an elite standard!
Even in the Elf Kingdom, where they delicately study power systems, players have already reached the upper-middle standard.
The direct consequence of this change is that when Silver players charge alongside Black Iron players, the ordinary Jackal-men’s positions become as fragile as paper.
They shatter with almost a single touch.
So, only about two months into the Black Disaster, the Transia People have already surpassed expectations in collective "cutting-edge power"? What have you outsiders been eating to grow up? Three bottles of Brain Gold a day mixed with ten bottles of Kidney Treasure?
Otherwise, how could you break through from rookie to elite silver in less than a year?
Hey!
Isn’t this outright cheating?
Even so, not only does Mother Earth not intervene, but she even secretly assists the Transia People in attacking the Jackal-men. Damn, we Jackal-men should have no grudges with you, Gaia, right?
"Ah, the purity is too low, is this your strength? It’s really weak! No wonder you give your all but only end up with failure after failure! You pathetic worms!"
At the front center of the Jackal Camp, the giant shark wielding a blood-red axe was yelling and leading the freaks of the Wam Brothers Society to block the Jackal-men here. Calling it a blockade is more like shutting the "door" to these panicked creatures, carrying out a slaughter. 𝒇𝒓𝒆𝒆𝙬𝒆𝒃𝓷𝒐𝓿𝙚𝙡.𝒄𝓸𝒎
Due to the recent impact of the subspace divine spirit war, the giant shark hasn’t heard Boss Wam shouting in his ear as a battle soundtrack for nearly a month.
This made him feel very unsatisfied during battles, as if something was missing.
He even went specifically to ask Commander Floyd about this issue, who informed him with a standard Wam Barbarian’s mindset that it was because the giant shark’s battles were no longer exciting enough to please Wam.
To continue gaining Wam’s favor, he must find crazier, more thrilling, and bloodier battles to possibly regain Wam’s attention.
Well, this explanation sounds strange, it indeed seems strange upon examination, but for an experienced freak like Giant Shark, this explanation was unexpectedly straightforward and convincing. He decided to use tonight’s assault opportunity to attempt a higher difficulty battle, to see if he could get Boss Wam to notice him again.
