Charge Ahead and Be Done With It (1)

Player in Dawn City were the first to receive large-scale war missions, which made Player in the Human Duchy extremely envious, because such missions were no less valuable than some Main Quest Player, and the rewards were definitely substantial.

Black Rock Player have nothing to say. Since joining the Dawn Mercenary Group, they've had so many missions to complete that they can't keep up. The only downside is that the rewards are a bit small. But as for other Mercenary Group created by NPCs, who would dare to mess with them? They're not even in the same league or on the same level.

In short.

There's silver on his head~

From now on, you won't have to worry about being robbed by NPCs.

They only regretted not being in Dawn City and thus unable to participate in the war.

The Steel Players were certainly unwilling, but they didn't say anything. They were just stubborn and wouldn't listen to reason. They were waiting for the war to start so they could just crush Black Rock and Dawn.

Player are inherently stubborn; once they've joined a faction, it's very difficult for them to change their minds, not only because they have their own guild and friends there, but also because of their pride.

William didn't need to prepare much. After issuing a rallying order, more than 40,000 Player had changed jobs gathered in the Central Square the next morning.

Whether Mercenary or Player, they all behave haphazardly, huddling together without any regard for posture or seating, and some even take the opportunity to plant a flag and start a fight...

As for strength?

Most Player are still level 13 or 14, and their equipment is mostly White Gear and Blue Weapon. Only a small number of Player have managed to get Silver Gear. Gold Gear? That's for the rich!

William stood on the high platform, uttering no superfluous words, and simply said, "Move out."

The 40,000-strong army followed him to the Winged Folk Town, while the Regular Army remained stationary for the time being. This was because war is not fought for nothing; if the Winged Folk didn't offer enough benefits, what was the point of fighting? They would deal with the Winged Folk first, and then talk about the Orc.

Dawn City wasn't too far from the Winged Folk, but traveling along the narrow mountain roads was extremely strenuous, and the army formed a winding column that stretched for three or four miles.

Many Streamer broadcast the entire battle live, Bullet Commentary was flooded with messages, as this was, after all, the first large-scale war for Gods.

Angry Little Pig, through connections, successfully secured the position next to William and, with the help of the Dawn City Lord's Prosperous Era looks, became the most popular Streamer in Gods.

"Luckily we made it this time, otherwise if the City Lord hadn't shown up, I wouldn't have been able to keep my position as the number one Streamer of Gods." The Angry Little Pig followed William while using his consciousness to raise the camera, trying to capture the entire team as much as possible.

William glanced casually at the Player behind him. Actually, he was quite nervous. It wasn't that he was afraid these Player would turn against him, but if they had ulterior motives and tried to steal his equipment, he would definitely have to fight back.

He retaliated...

Basically, the entire team was wiped out.

In short, if we don't trap them in Dawn City and kill them until their accounts are deleted, His Prince dares to say that he will write his surname backwards from now on!

However, these Player still had some conscience; they chatted in small groups and didn't seem to intend to kill him.

oh.

He brought 500 Elven Royal Guard, all of whom were Intermediate Bloodline or higher BOSSes, and all were Silver Gear Gold Weapon.

And then there's Eric, the Epic-Class Deputy Commander...

William and his companions traveled for several hours along mountain paths before finally arriving near the Winged Folk Town.

Or rather...

The entire Winged Folk town is built atop a large mountain with dense jungle. After reaching level 70, the Winged Folk gains the ability to fly.

Before this, the Winged Folk could briefly float in the air at level 40. Since they were practically Undying from falls since childhood, they would choose a high vantage point that was advantageous to them, whether building a city or living alone.

As William approached the Winged Folk Town, he heard a commotion of battle ahead!

Many Player' eyes lit up.

His Prince narrowed his eyes, surprised to find himself caught in the Orc siege. He had been wondering why the Winged Folk hadn't sent a telepathic message for help, only to discover that the Sound Transmission Scroll was stored in his Space Ring, and there was no signal...

"Three Legion of Orc and Winged Folk Warrior are putting up a fierce fight on the city walls and are not at a disadvantage for the time being," a Personal Guard reported as he rushed back.

"Well..." William turned to look at the excited Player, about to say something to inspire them.

"Charge!!!"

"Orc grandsons, your grandpa's here!"

"Fuck him!"

"Lie down and get your gear ready, I'm coming to collect it."

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh.

The Player surged forward like a torrent, instantly bypassing William and his group and rushing past from both sides.

Chu Liuqiu, Changli Jiugu, Little Ayin, and the others exchanged glances, then looked at their somewhat dazed leader, before decisively rushing forward, knowing that mission points were the most important thing...

The Angry Little Pig had no time to pay attention to him anymore; the audience was now focused on the battle, not the good looks.

The Player army was very long, and those at the back didn't even know what was happening; they just followed along and charged...

Thus, William and his companions were bypassed once again.

The City Lord was a bit bewildered and depressed, but he could only follow along, feeling annoyed, to see what kind of results the Player could achieve.

"Holy crap, holy crap, brothers, charge! I'm surrounded!" A Dual-Sword Fighter charged to the front, originally intending to ambush an orc, but he got too excited and, after blasting an Orc in the Chrysanthemum, plunged into the middle of the Orc army.

As a group of dark-skinned, muscular Orc surrounded him, he instantly let out a desperate wail.

"Damn it, cooperate! Cooperate! Why the hell did you use those Skill randomly? They all hit me!" A Player lost 20% of his health to the Battle Aura Slash couldn't help but curse.

"Bang!"

An unlucky Player was killed by a friendly Luck, dying without even making a sound...

But this chaotic scene kept happening and there was no way to stop it.

"They're counterattacking! The Orc are counterattacking! They've formed a battle line!" The Player at the front kept shouting. Because the first wave of attackers were too spread out, they had already given away all their kills.

Under the command of their commander, the Orc army had regained its morale and began to form Military Formation.

Although the Orc were not very intelligent, they were somewhat nervous and scared when their Chrysanthemum were pierced.

But after they realized what was happening, they discovered that these guys weren't that fierce after all. Their weapons were so thin that it wouldn't hurt if they were stabbed. So what was there to be afraid of?

He turned around and started attacking relentlessly.

Chaos has already broken out among the Player base.

The front-line Player, unable to withstand the onslaught, retreated, but the back- Player Player didn't give them a chance, pushing their way up to unleash a Skill.

Even if someone could hear the Player in the front row yelling that they couldn't hold on any longer, what did that have to do with them?

"Kill him! Just take him down! What's with the cowardice? If you're so afraid of dying, what's the point of playing this game?"

That being said...

The Player in the front row had no way to express their suffering. The Shield Warrior Orc on the other side had already formed a battle formation, and it was impossible to break through their formation. They were disorganized, undisciplined, and without any formation. Going up there would just be a pointless death.

Many players, after being eliminated, are afraid to revive on the spot and have instead chosen to revive Marshal Banner!

In other words, you revive wherever the Marshal Banner is; if the Marshal Banner is gone, then the Player is essentially doomed in this war.

William watched as hundreds of Player respawned near the Marshal Banner and sighed inwardly. The mission was supposed to be about sending people to their deaths, but this wasn't how it was supposed to be.

Too many of these Player dying would be a loss, and would be detrimental to the Steel Duchy's war efforts.

He was now wearing the Thunder Set, but he had no weapon, nor did he intend to use any. He stretched out his limbs and used his immense strength to push away the crowd of Player.

Until he arrived directly in front of the Orc army.

He covered three meters in one step.

Five meters.

Ten meters.

The running speed is getting faster and faster!

Thunder Battle Aura infused!

Transformed into lightning.

Boom!

A long blue line Pierce the Orc army, leaving behind only broken limbs and mangled bodies, and hundreds of Orc were thrown into the air...

The thousands of Player in the front row swallowed hard...

The Little Pig Live Stream Room fell silent for a moment...

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