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Chapter 665 664. The Wrath of the Claw

The Transians achieved another military victory.

On the day Murphy returned to Black Flame Pass, the news that the Transians dispatched an army of 3000 men to carry off Jackals and destroyed the Splitting Claw vanguard position was spreading rapidly, becoming a legend after the legend of Fort Courage. Another example of the war-madness that characterized the Transansians.

Some people have even compiled poems and ditties about it as "Battle on the Mesa of Death".

This is not a job that ordinary big-headed soldiers can do. If Murphy guessed correctly, it should be done secretly by members of the Blood Rat Gang under Dorothy. Those rats in the gray area know how to spread their reputation.

In fact, the most important job of the Blood Rat Gang in this black disaster is to collect the victories of the Transians and spread them.

This is called the battle for the battlefield of public opinion.

As soon as Murphy stepped into Lord Heather's command post, the quartermaster at Black Flame Pass finally counted the terrifying amount of armaments exchanged by the Transians this time.

That was a terrifying number that was enough to make all the quartermasters under Lord Heather vomit three liters of blood.

Because this time the development team did make a mistake in "numerical design", but this mistake did not come from Murphy's mistake, but from the "thunder" quietly planted by the vampire lord when Murphy and Lord Heather discussed the distribution of spoils. ".

According to Lord Heather's understanding of war, even if the Transians can fight again, killing ten gnolls and kobolds in one battle is already the limit, so she very generously gave a gnoll 2 The price of honor points also agreed to the concepts of "assist reward" and "death allowance" proposed by the evil-minded Murphy.

This is actually quite normal.

Lord Heather also felt that the warriors paid the price of their lives for victory. Although the price was only three days, it was still a heroic death and should be commended.

As for assist rewards, there is no need to discuss them.

The Blood Alliance clan also calculates group merit when calculating battle merit. In Heather's view, as long as the warriors form a team to fight, then everyone in the team should enjoy the gains from their companions. This is a fair approach.

The problem is that Lord Heather underestimated the warlikeness of the Transians and the terrifying "art of war" they possess.

To what extent did the value of this thing expand after the "Battle of Death Mesa"?

Among the players who went to battle that night, the lowest honor value obtained after settlement was 8147 points! The winner of the highest honor value was the giant shark Dian Lao. This guy survived, and his honor value was finally settled at 12484 points.

What is this concept?

Lord Heather priced the most expensive dwarf masterwork plate armor in the hands of the quartermaster at 6000 points.

She felt that this was already an outrageous price.

Because under normal circumstances, for a warrior to score 6000 points, it means killing 3000 jackals or 6000 kobolds. Is this a fucking achievement that normal people can achieve?

Even if it accumulates over time and kills 20 jackals every day for after-dinner entertainment, it will take half a year to accumulate enough points, right?

In short, Lord Heather's first reaction after learning of the Transians' victory on the Death Mesa was ecstasy, which was the commander's instinctive desire for victory.

But the second reaction was a headache.

She knew that she had fallen into Murphy's digital trap. The best batch of military supplies in her warehouse would be "plundered" by the Transians this time.

What's even more annoying is that she can't come up with any reason to stop Murphy's warriors from doing this.

Although the shield dwarves like to gamble and are all drunkards, they also want to be shameless. They cannot do such stupid things as breaking their own words.

Therefore, under the scoldings of the stinky-faced munitions officers with Sima expressions, the soldiers of the munitions system reluctantly opened the two most precious munitions warehouses in Black Flame Mountain Pass, and the old man who was already waiting there The players weren’t polite either.

They swarmed forward and redeemed all the honor points they had.

The giant shark alone walked out of the warehouse carrying two sets of dwarf precision plate armor, but he was a berserker and had no need for such things, so he simply set up an "online auction" at Brother Meow Meow's suggestion!

I placed an order on the Transia Bistro APP, but as soon as I placed it, the mysterious buyer bought it.

This efficiency shocked the giant shark.

He turned back to Brother Mingmiao and said:

"Damn, I priced a set of plate armor at 50,000 yuan! Why did it disappear in the blink of an eye?"

"You fucking mother"

Hearing that Jusha gave such an honest price, Brother Mingmiao jumped up in anger and wanted to punch that shiny forehead.

He cursed bitterly:

"You're such a spendthrift! This is dwarf finely crafted plate armor, damn! It's a commander-level good thing. Its attribute bonus is comparable to T2, and its defense power exceeds T1. It's a good thing that can only be exchanged for 900 sets in the game. Things that money can’t buy!

In the end, you sold it for 50,000 yuan?

Ah, you really piss me off.

As long as the attributes of this thing meet the standard, you can use it all the way to the gold level after wearing it!

Look at what Lord Heather is wearing!

Damn it, such a good thing, 100,000 yuan is just the base price, right? It’s not unusual to get a shot of 200,000 yuan. "

"Ah, I can't come!"

The giant shark also looked distressed and slapped himself hard on the face. He said with a sad face:

"Who knows, the rich guys on the APP are so powerful! I just said I would give it a try, but I lost half of it."

"Forget it, you don't care about money anyway. The rent collected every month is more than that."

Brother Miao Miao shook his head, calmed down, and said:

"We have played too much this time. Although the dwarf plate armor may have to be replaced in one wave, even the newbies can buy school officer-level protective gear and weapons directly from the quartermaster after they are resurrected. I guess This numerical bug will be adjusted by the development team soon.

Alas, I don’t know when I’ll have to wait until I get this good opportunity next time.”

【Ding! Online hot repair update reminder! Adjustments regarding the ‘method of obtaining Black Flame Pass War Honor Points’ are as follows:]

As soon as Brother Miao Miao finished speaking, a prompt popped up in the expert adventure assistant.

He and the giant shark looked at each other and shrugged.

Well, the development team was still the same fast-moving development team, and it only took three days to fix the numerical bug discovered by Ruyi.

But fortunately, everyone has already made enough money from this wave, so it’s not considered a loss.
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"As you wish, the method of obtaining honor points has been adjusted. Jackal points have been reduced to 0.5, kobold points have been cancelled, assist rewards have been reduced to one-tenth, and death allowance has changed from 50 to 20."

In Lord Heather's command post, Murphy tossed the core orb up and down in his hand and said to the sulky dwarf lord in front of him:

"Now you don't need to worry about my warriors using 'malicious means' to increase their honor points. But to be fair, although you paid the price of five munitions warehouses this time, you also got a An undeniable victory, isn't it?

My warriors burned the Splinterclaw's vanguard forage, which forced the Splitclaw Mistress to either launch an all-out attack on Blackfire Pass now without being prepared, or to retreat and restock her provisions. .

No matter which one she chooses, it will be a great good thing for Black Flame Pass.

Therefore, I feel that neither of us lost money in this transaction, and you even need to compensate my warriors for their efforts. "

"I'll make it up to your grandma!"

Lord Heather was so angry that she cursed. She slapped the table and cursed:

"You have replaced all the best protective gear and weapons that the shield dwarves have accumulated for five years. In order to make up for the gap, I even emptied a third of my collection. You are drinking my blood. Come and arm your new recruits, hell, your new recruits can even wear school officer armor!

It was so luxurious that it made the Brass High Lord vomit blood.

Damn it!

Those under your command are all a group of war animals that grew up eating dead human flesh!

How can they fight so well? How dare they use that crazy self-destruction tactic? Okay, okay, I know they resurrect once every three days, and life is a consumable to them, but isn't this morale and organization too exaggerated?

Murphy, tell me honestly, what strange thing did you summon from another dimension? "

"It's really just an ordinary foreigner. Don't think too much. I don't need compensation, don't you think? Don't be angry, Lord Heather, don't be angry."

Murphy comforted the irritable second lord. He was about to change the topic and get down to business when he suddenly felt a heat in his heart. Then he heard the Endless Manis reminding him in his ear:

"Pay attention! The female dwarf vampire in front of you is a bit weird, especially when she is angry. Don't you feel that the room becomes dark?"

"Ok?"

Murphy raised his eyebrows, and then looked around calmly.

Sure enough, as the Endless One said, when Lord Heather was angry, the light in the entire room dimmed a lot, as if invisible darkness was rising quietly. "This is definitely not the ability of a vampire or a shield dwarf."

Murphy asked in his mind:

"Since it can arouse the curiosity of a demigod like you, then I have to ask, what do you think this is going on?"

"I do not know."

Mannis was very bachelor and said:

"I'm just telling you that there is something weird about this female dwarf! Be careful when you come into contact with her. In addition to the power of the shield dwarf and the vampire, there is a third power in her body, a very, very dangerous power.

Maybe that's why she never takes off her helmet. "

"Hmm, interesting."

Murphy narrowed his eyes, but did not choose to ask directly. Instead, he coughed and said:

"So, the next strategy is..."

"No strategy, just prepare for war."

Lord Heather calmed herself down, and while the light in the room quietly returned, she said:

"Mother Splitclaw can't swallow this breath. In five days at most, the Splitclaw clan's army will begin to attack the Black Flame Mountain Pass. I got the exact news from Lord Paying. The vanguard of the clan has also appeared near the Brass Fortress, and they are raiding along the Gorgon Pass.

After this stage is over, it’s time to serve the hard food.

Judging from the combat effectiveness shown by the jackals this time, the Brass Fortress will definitely face an absolutely tough battle.

The war over there still needs a short period of time to ferment, but the most difficult time at Black Flame Pass is about to come.

Murphy, I need your warriors to stay in shape, and I also need you to lead them. "

"no problem!"

Murphy took out his broken pocket watch and checked the time. He said:

"I will go back to Transia first. After returning here in three days, I will stay here until we win the battle or the mountain pass falls."

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Murphy's answer made Lord Heather sigh. The female dwarf pushed her heavy war helmet and said:

"So, you still think I can't defend the mountain pass, right?"

"It has nothing to do with what I think, Lord Heather."

Murphy stood up and said goodbye politely:

“I just think you should be prepared in advance, and being prepared for the worst when things are looking good is the smart thing to do.

Of course, I'm just providing a suggestion, and it's up to you to decide exactly what to do. "

Just as Murphy left Lord Heather's command post, in a hilly area three days away from the Black Flame Pass, the Splitclaw Clan's army was marching quickly along this road.

More than 150,000 gnolls belong to different factions and camps according to the four-level system of "faction-clan-warlord-soldier". It looks like a mess like locusts crossing the border. In fact, there are still some gnolls in this chaos. A unique order is in effect within it.

Maintaining the unity and movement of such a large army is a great test of management skills. Judging from the fact that they gathered together in a noisy and wild manner and marched forward without causing a major brawl, the management of the Splitclaw Clan The level is undoubtedly online.

Of course, this also has something to do with the unique "war inheritance" of the Jackals.

However, in this army where all things are competing and full of vitality, as the leader, the Mistress of Splitclaw, Portana Splitclaw, can never be happy.

She is no longer a young jackal. If nothing happens, even if she is good at voodoo, she will not be able to live for another thirty years. Based on the life span of a jackal, Potana is already a real "old woman" ".

Of course, the old chief Singer of the Whiptail clan is an exception. The old guy miraculously lived to be one hundred and twenty years old without using any magic to extend his life. He did not tell anyone how he did it, but he always Some people speculate that it was Singer who was given some magical power by King Frederick when he followed the Bone-Gripping King.

Old Singer never recognized but also did not deny this statement. The main focus was a mystery.

But unfortunately, the era of the Bone-Gripping King has long since ended, and today's jackals are not lucky enough to be endowed with the power of longevity like old Singer.

In short, this black disaster is probably the last large-scale war in Potana's life. She wants many things, but the time left for her is not ample.

She originally wanted to conquer the Black Flame Pass in one go and open up the road to Transia, but unfortunately, the vanguard she sent failed.

One of her most trusted overseers was killed in a surprise attack by elite soldiers from Black Flame Pass two nights ago.

Not only did the idiot fail, but he also lost the food and fodder prepared by the Splitclaw clan for the invasion.

It is very difficult to plunder so many supplies in this barren place of the Dark Mountains. Even Chief Potana has no way to conjure more food for his army.

That's not the only bad news.

Another of Portana's favorite warlords was ambushed and killed by unknown forces on the way to recruit the Plague Clan, and the plan to recruit the Plague Clan was ruined.

Almost before the fight started, Botana was hit with two heavy punches in the face, which made stars shine in her eyes and filled her heart with anger.

The black disaster has already begun, so we can't be so sluggish. We must start the attack even if we don't have enough food and grass!

On the one hand, maintain morale.

On the other hand, you can also grab food from the Black Flame Pass. The most important thing is to consume some eating mouths, so that the remaining people can always be full.

Moreover, gnolls are omnivorous creatures, and dwarves and humans are not immune to eating them.

She has made up her mind to let her army begin to attack the city as soon as they reach the Black Flame Pass.

Of course, this is just an appearance.

"Are you sure you are all ready?"

In Chief Splitclaw's luxurious marching tent, which was made of ninety-nine desert tiger skins and was pulled by three thunder lizards, Portana held a string of pearl bracelets and stroked them with her paws. While asking:

"I don't want to waste time on a war of attrition. Don't you also really want to see your mother?"

"Shut up!"

Yuan's cold voice sounded from the pearl bracelet, and she scolded:

"You are not allowed to mention her with your foul mouth!

But what you said is right, I don’t want to waste time anymore, go ahead and attack, because your vanguards stupidly failed to complete the plan, and as a result, they still lack a little bit of mourning power to ignite the fire at Black Flame Pass. Burn everything to the ground.

I hope you're ready too, Portana, for the recipe we gave you."

"Don't worry, I will use it at the critical moment."

Mistress Splitclaw let out an old laugh and said:

"But I'm curious, how do you know that the bodies of the dead left behind by the last black disaster are buried under the Black Flame Pass? Logically speaking, those pesky Songhai people should have reminded them of this threat."

"Yes, the 'Smurfs' have reminded us, and the Blood Alliance clans have also paid attention."

Yuan said casually:

"But if the workers who built the mountain pass position are all our people, if the architects who designed the design are also our people, and if the people responsible for cleaning up the remains are still our people, then how can they know all the dangers hidden under the earth? ?

Don't ask any more questions, Portana.

For every answer you find, you get ten more questions.

Time has been generous to me but it has been harsh on you, so just know that when you invade Transia, you and I will both get what we want!

But you know the rules. When you need more help, you have to pay more 'sincerity'. "

(End of this chapter)