My players are so fierce.

Chapter 1159 1157. A player's happy day: Killing monsters, killing monsters, killing monsters

Master Qin successfully took over the command from General Kudel. When he walked out of the general's tent, his adjutant Wu Dui Lun @ed the presidents of all the guilds in the forum group.

An experienced commander like Lao Qin had already made the necessary strategic arrangements for a war before asking for command. He already had a 50-member staff under his command, and some offline arrangements made it easier to formulate strategies.

Just like the rehearsal of the previous battle with the gnolls in Shadow Valley, under the arrangement of five pairs of wheels, the young people of the "Staff College War Observation Group", which has now progressed to the third batch, have been assigned to different positions, and someone is responsible for connecting with several player guilds, allowing the command system to be quickly deployed on a guild basis.

Unless the situation is special, Mr. Qin will not specifically command a player's machine gun to move 15 centimeters to the left.

As a general, his orders could only reach a team of ten players at most. More often, the specific tactical arrangements were reported directly to the guild leaders, who then arranged and implemented the tactics. This interlocking process allowed the player group, which currently numbered 7000 in the desert, to move with maximum efficiency.

Of course, not all players have joined guilds of all sizes. For those lone wolves, those who are willing to accept command will be temporarily organized into a "reserve regiment" as a basic tactical unit. Those who are unwilling to accept command but willing to participate in the battle can accept a series of military bounties issued by the General Staff.

Most of them are assassination or infiltration and sabotage missions.

It's the kind of work where you'd be very happy if you succeed, but failure won't affect the details of the war effort.

Players with more than 5 months of gaming experience have more or less experienced this type of combat mode in Black Disaster, so they adapted quickly. After receiving specific instructions from their respective guild leaders, everyone quickly took action.

2000 elite players who participated in the operation to recapture Ptolemy's City boarded the solar ship Millennium Quicksand bound for the war zone. Under the leadership of Qing Dynasty veterans and Happy Stick, they went to the combat area first and carried out infiltration operations against several rebellious oases.

All airships, totaling 35 ships, returned to the Port of Origin for ammunition replenishment. They will arrive at the war zone and join the main force in two days with enough ammunition to fight a war.

The remaining players will begin a long march under the leadership of Lao Qin.

They would start from the Holy City of Origin and cross a quarter of the Land of Origin to reach the eastern coast.

This is a terrifying journey, but the players do not need to walk on foot. The defenders of the Holy City of Origin contributed all the Hercules Scarab transport vehicles they could find, and they also obtained some tireless marching vehicles with good carrying capacity from the Hades Army, which were barely enough for the remaining 5500 players to maneuver quickly.

There was another reason for the desert march.

Because the Giant God Soldiers are being deployed this time, players have to escort this huge war wonder across the desert.

When they set out, they looked very mighty, with thirty dragoons leading the way in front, and then the Death Moon Giant Warriors controlled by Nefertari marching in the desert with their big feet. Around the Giant Warriors were a queue of various marching vehicles.

Some players who have raised the reputation of the little mummy to respected or above are allowed to board the Giant God Soldier for transportation, which is a very awesome privilege.

Those guys were happily sitting on the shoulders of the Giant Warrior that were as big as a castle. Some of them were jumping back and forth in different areas with grapples. The "No. 1 Internet Celebrity in Transia" Saion was flying around on a Hades Scarab that he had captured in battle, and operating his six camera computing orb modules to record the "military majesty" of the players' army as they marched.

However, the truth is that the players' chaotic marching formations and randomly raised guild flags are full of all the characteristics of a ragtag army, and there is really no dignity at all.
Because Lao Qin's commanders are all ordinary players and newbies, their discipline is not as good as that of elite players. Along the way, in various transport queues, there are players riding their own vehicles back and forth. Some of them are going to the "Logistics Group" in charge of His Majesty Khufu to collect various task rewards, and some of them are just running around according to their mood.

Well, this section is mostly composed of newbies.

They had just finished a team dungeon and were extremely excited after seeing the spectacular battlefield of "Real Alien World". While the veteran players had already logged off to rest in their vehicles, they were still running around full of energy, chatting with familiar guys or trying to get some "inside information".

Just when this chaotic yet lively march had entered its sixth hour, the endless yellow sand wore away the passion of the most excited newbies, forcing them to return to their assigned vehicles to rest or organize their equipment.

Some people also went to the three transport carriages rented by old players to participate in the "Equipment Fair", trying to find some second-hand goods that they could use.

In the real game, weapons need to be polished and maintained, protective gear needs to be repaired, and even the bullets used in combat need to be loaded into magazines by yourself. Even the bandages issued by the Church of Avalon need to be smeared with healing drugs at the beginning of the battle.

These preparations are never finished.

At the sixth hour and twenty minutes of the march, the order from the General Staff reached the players.

“All players who have accepted the main quest of ‘Sandworm Season’ can start preparing.”

The clear voice of the girl "Domestic 013" who was in charge of the communications team was heard in the marching team through the "All Server Report" of the player channel. The girl, who was a captain, reminded:
"According to the clues given by our marching guide, Prince Khufu, the team will arrive at the first sandstorm worm infestation area in fifteen minutes. The team will rest there for two hours to maintain the giant soldiers and feed the scarabs pulling the carts.

The Royal Hunters of the Sand Sea Court will lure sandworms out of the nearby dunes, and the battle will last about an hour and a half.

Players who are doing tasks please manage their time well.

There are three similar areas where sandworms appear on the march road ahead, and there are similar places in other areas of the desert. The Sand Sea Hunters also sell items that can lure sandworms to appear, but they require the reputation support of the Sand Sea Royal Court.

Therefore, players who have not completed the task this time do not need to worry, as there will be opportunities to complete it later.

In addition, players should note that the ammunition and supplies required for the "Sandworm Season" mission need to be prepared by the players themselves. Since this mission is not a war mission, the Logistics Department is not responsible for reimbursement.

But the good news is that the skin of the sandworm is a very good regional production material, so the merchants of the Handicraft Association buy it at a high price without limit, and the staff of the 'True Cottage' also buy a series of sandworm organs. "

After 013's report ended, the newbies immediately became excited again.

While they jumped out of the vehicles and got on their respective private vehicles, they sent messages to their brothers who were offline to rest in various ways, asking them to come online to complete the mission.

Just like a travel caravan is about to set up camp, the desert that had just quieted down became lively again.

Below the Giant God Soldier, in the mobile temple of the Church of the Dead Moon pulled by twelve specially bred Hades Armored Beetles, Nefertari was discussing the matter of repairing the Death Moon Giant God Soldier with several priests. After they reached a conclusion, the little mummy returned to her resting room with a hint of fatigue.

Her apprentice Afeng was preparing some medicines for combat. Seeing that Nefertari's spirit looked exhausted, he whispered:

"What's wrong? Is the situation of the Giant God Soldier not optimistic?"

“The damage was quite severe.”

The little mummy did not hide anything in front of Afeng.

She rubbed her beautiful face, which was clearly a spirit body but had become a physical body because of the recognition of the Hades Bug, and said helplessly:

"It's mainly because the Death Moon Giant God Soldier and the Blazing Sun Giant God Soldier had a fight. The violent collision between the two behemoths caused more than a dozen mechanical cores of our Giant God Soldier to be damaged to varying degrees. According to the regulations of the Death Moon Church, such Giant God Soldier must be repaired before it can continue to participate in the battle.

However, Colonel Lao Qin's war needs and the goal of imperial unification are here, and we have no way of taking it back to the Holy City of Dead Moon for comprehensive repairs.

We can only pray that this big guy doesn’t have any more problems in the future.”

"But didn't Lao Qin say that the Death Moon Giant God Soldier didn't have to participate in the battle this time?"

Afeng said:
"He just needs the Giant Gods to intimidate the rebels around the oasis so that they dare not support each other. In other words, this is an armed parade. I think no Hades Army or rebels dare to charge at the Giant Gods, right?" "That's what I said, but now I have been listed as the God's Chosen by the Hades Worm, and I am about to succeed my mentor. If the Giant Gods have problems at the beginning of my first term, how can I do my job as the Chief Priest of the Death Moon?"

Nefertari said with a sad face:

"And when I think about going back to the Dead Moon Church and having to deal with all the chaos in the city, I feel overwhelmed."

"Well, to put it bluntly, your worries are still about your future?"

Ah Feng was happy now, he said:
"You, who used to be so carefree, now have to take on important responsibilities, but you're obviously not prepared for this yet, so you're really panicking and nervous, right?"

"Well, who says it isn't?"

The little mummy said with a melancholy face:
"When I was totally unprepared, a big gift package filled with honor and responsibility was stuffed into my hands. Although I have always been determined to work hard for the rise of the Bohm family, it still makes me unhappy when this day really comes."

"Think of it on the bright side."

A Feng thought about it and comforted him:
"Compared to the mess your best friend Fulier is facing right now, your new job is already much easier.

Those rebellious high priests were captured and taken to the underworld. Death Moon priests from all over the country can also be transferred to the Holy City to take up important positions. The most important thing is that your grandmother has a lot of outstanding mummy dancers under her command who can act as messengers of the Death Moon Church.

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When we were in Hades before, didn't Mrs. Bohm complain that the employment situation in Hades has been getting worse in recent years? Because of the competition, dozens of her dancer students have to compete for one position.

You see, you are now the confirmed high priest of the Dead Moon. You can totally hand over the vacant positions in the Dead Moon Church in the material world to your grandmother for help. In this way, both of you can solve a big problem.

By the way, it is a tradition for the Dead Moon Church to employ undead in important departments, right?"

"Wow, your brain is really useful!"

The little mummy's eyes suddenly lit up, and he immediately took out a desert spirit flute and started contacting his grandmother.

Looking at Nefertari's joyful and excited expression, Afeng shrugged his shoulders and went back to deal with his potion, looking like he was hiding his merits and fame.

At the same time, on the Millennium Quicksand ship, which had already flown across the desert and arrived at the edge of the mission area, landing capsules in the airborne zone were entering one after another.

The old Qing soldier who served as the commander of the front line was holding a loud speaker and shouting:

"Brothers, the first round of airborne operations will be carried out in ten minutes! The target is the rebel oasis ahead, which is one of the six small oases that are vassalized by the Pilig family. There are only two cities in the area!
Our goal is to jump directly into the city where the Oasis Pharaoh is located from an altitude of three thousand meters and launch a resolute and swift attack!

The primary goal was to capture the rebel little pharaoh alive and defeat his guards.

The secondary goal was to capture the city and transform it into a temporary base for the vanguard troops and a rear rest area for the brothers who followed.

Brothers, Master Qin has asked for ten days from General Kudel for us. Before the bombing squadron and the reinforcements led by Master Qin arrive, our mission is to capture all six marginal oases of the Pirig family within two days.

Time is short and the task is heavy, so everyone must give their best! ”

"This is the situation, everyone understands it, but the problem is that there are a lot of civilians in the city below."

Brother Cat, who was entering the landing capsule, couldn't help but ask:
"If civilians attack us when we raid the city lord's castle."

"We jumped off the Millennium Quicksand, which represents the majesty of the Pharaoh. We were led by a Desert Tiger power armor of the same standard as the Sand Sea Guards. We also flew the battle flag of the Ptolemy family. We would issue three attack warnings to the city before the battle.

What we represent at this moment is the orthodox majesty of the Songhai Empire!"

The Qing Dynasty veteran shook his head and said:
"Anyone who dares to attack us in this situation is not a civilian. Follow the war zone principle, brothers. The sooner you capture the rebellious Pharaoh, the sooner the chaos in the city will end.

On the Sun Ship is the temporary governor appointed by Her Majesty Freir and his administrative team. We are only responsible for the attack and occupation, and the subsequent appeasement and reception will be carried out by them.

After all, this is the internal affairs of the Songhai Empire."

"understood!"

Brother Mao nodded, and the other 200 elite players who participated in this airborne attack also understood the hint of the Qing Dynasty veteran.

The faster the attack and occupation of the six small oases are completed, the fewer people will die. Once they delay the entry of the regular army of the Songhai Empire into the battlefield, if a large-scale civil war really breaks out, the number of casualties in the empire will definitely be hundreds of times greater.

Not to mention, there are a large number of cultists of the "Holy Bishop of Original Sin" active in these rebel territories.

"Airborne operations begin!"

Following an order from the Qing Dynasty veteran, 18 landing capsules carrying 200 players and two power armors were thrown toward the small oasis on the ground by the lowered solar ship.

But to be honest, the city was already in chaos before the landing capsule crashed.

The moment the solar boat, representing the majesty of the Pharaoh, descended from the clouds, the little Pharaoh of Oasis knew that his end was near. However, this guy who had been loyal to the Piri family for a generation did not want to just sit there and wait for the hammer. He screamed and gathered his guards and ordered the troops in the city to gather at his city lord's palace.

Weapons were also distributed to the militia composed of fanatical believers who were entangled by the "Priests of Original Sin" appointed by him.

But the players arrived too quickly.

When the landing capsule smashed into the city with terrifying kinetic energy, splashing up columns of smoke, the soldiers in the city had just begun to gather. When they saw two power armors holding terrifying chainswords and kinetic axes and carrying the Ptolemy family flag walking out of the landing capsule, even the staunch cultists despaired.

Not to mention that among the 200 foreign pioneers who subsequently rushed into the City Lord's Mansion, there were 40 silver warriors.

Obviously, the tactical arrangements of the Qing Dynasty veterans were carried out according to the battle intensity of attacking the camp of the Jackal chieftain. The problem is, the small oasis of Sanghai, which has been peaceful for hundreds of years, has never seen such a formation.
After Brother Mao chopped nine people with the famous Cold Night Blade in three seconds, the militia outside the City Lord's Mansion collapsed.

The Pharaoh's Guards were more elite, but faced with the ferocious attacks of the players, they only lasted less than five minutes before they began to retreat. The desperate Oasis Pharaoh locked his family in the bunker, and prepared to drink poisoned wine to preserve his reputation. However, as soon as he picked up the wine glass, he saw the entire bunker wall being violently shattered.

Amid the flying bricks and stones, the giant shark carrying a bloody giant axe came over with an unhappy look on his face, slapped the poisoned wine out of Pharaoh's hand, lifted him up like a chicken, and scolded:

"You are the Pharaoh? You pathetic wimp! You have a place in the Pharaoh Queen's court. Damn it! You peed on my shoes, which are my favorite shoes! Isn't that disgusting? In the name of Wamu Lao Da! You bastard, pay me!!!"

(End of this chapter)