Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

Chapter 254 MADE IN DISASTER! ! !

As the earliest allies of the players, the relationship between the dungeon and the Ironhoof tribe is still quite close.

Therefore, compared with more than half a month ago, the current tauren have crossed over from bronze to directly entered the Iron Age.

Although they are not fully armored due to production and cost, they are still fully equipped and look like a high wall made of steel when standing together.

Smashing the weighted version of the battering ram on the ground, Argus spoke.

"I heard that those damn mercenaries attacked the caravan in the market, causing heavy casualties to the caravan guards. We are allies, why didn't you tell me about such a big thing?

"Tell me, when are we going to get the place back!"

And not only the Iron Hoof Tribe, but also the Scale Tribe and the Dog Village who wanted to avenge their tribesmen also spoke out.

"The ones who died are our brothers and sisters. We should be the most anxious and angry. We have to go too!"

Even though they had just joined the group, the Demon Spirit Tribe and the Fang Tribe, which were still somewhat chaotic internally, both sent envoys.

"Those goods were the aid you provided to us, so those kind-hearted people also died because of us. If we continue to watch with cold eyes, wouldn't we be so ashamed?"

There are even dwarfs and moles who have no fighting ability at all, but still actively request to join the war.

"We don't have much fighting power, but at least we can pull the trigger. Even if we block a hidden arrow for you adults, it can be regarded as repaying the kindness!"

Although there are selfish motives, although everyone's diplomatic rhetoric is very clumsy, although it is a bit hasty to form the coalition now.

But the underground plain that had never been peaceful since the beginning of memory, for the first time, regardless of the strength of the race, regardless of their previous positions, most of them chose to stand together.

Faced with such frankness from you, as the host of this feast, the players naturally cannot be stingy any longer.

The major guilds have placed their reserves of arms and supplies in the square in front of the tower castle, calling on members of each tribe to join their team.

then……

"Huh? The Gatling we are still planning has been created by the challenger?"

"Huh? So the mysterious weapon you secretly developed is Winchester?"

"Huh? I also want to secretly take out a revolver and surprise all of you..."

As veteran arms dealers, [Jin Yi Ye Xing] and [Challenger] both unveiled their latest equipment at this "Defense Exhibition".

However, although the arrival of these classic weapons is worthy of joy, they are only expected technological achievements. On the contrary, the birth of the third arms dealer is even more surprising.

In the Internet context of the new era, "Niu Ma" is usually a self-deprecating expression of migrant workers who smile bitterly after working overtime.

But since cows and horses can be used to refer to them, does it mean that "cows and horses" themselves are the best workers?

therefore……

From the roar of the first hammer of the anvil, to the giant weapons in the mechanical workshop, to the first time the player picked up a gun, Orc players have experienced a lot.

Now, they have decided to embark on their greatest adventure, from working for others to becoming their own bosses!

But the most important thing about self-employment is the direction of development. Currently, all industries are like the Red Sea, and the water is very deep. If you enter, you will be drowned.

But just when [Heart of the Beast], a pure orc players' guild, was indecisive, a turning point came.

Although the vast majority of the closed beta players are Chinese, there are also some who come from other countries and happen to have some skills that are difficult to master in China.

For example, Miss Squirrel was born in Florida and raised in California, although she was from the same hometown as Howard.

She grew up sucking 5.56mm standard rifle ammunition and has the same proficiency in firearms as her engineer father.

From the age of two, he learned many excellent social skills from his mother, who was born in the military, that can be used when exchanging heated opinions with others.

Although she had always attended class with perfect attendance from elementary school to high school, her test scores were so disappointing that even the wildest little girl was a hardcore academic compared to her.

But her athletic talent is so fierce that it can make athletes from all walks of life kneel down and cry. She also goes to the back alleys to play around when she has nothing to do, and has helped the local police solve many problems.

If she was born in troubled times, as long as she exchanges the accumulated time of being verbally tortured in the principal's office into a dragon field enlightenment, her skill panel is extremely powerful and she can definitely become a reserve for hard-core ruthless people, waiting to fight with the spicy devils or the FBI. Let’s write our own glorious life together.

However, her backward talent points are completely unsuitable for this ever-changing version of the Z era. She has encountered obstacles everywhere since she successfully entered university based on her sports performance.

After she was not selected for the women's track and field team because she was missing two eggs, she became angry and took out her father's AR15... the car keys next to it.

Practicing oral radio gymnastics alone, she drove a Ford pickup truck to get a courier that was expedited by air from the other side of the ocean, and "Sandy the Squirrel" was born.

At the beginning, she wanted to fit in with the foreign version and pretend to be a cute Asian girl who likes the second dimension.

But it turns out that some things really can’t be faked just because you want to.

After hearing that she acted bravely when she was fourteen and stopped a zero-dollar purchase with a pink Glock secretly given by her father, because of her career as a painter, Pure Love Cow, who has friends all over the world, asked softly.

“Madam, are you a white friend from a good family?”

"Uh, how do you know that? Is it possible that you Chinese people really know fortune telling?"

"Because... Asians are afraid of trouble, and other ethnic groups are afraid of death. They will never dare to use guns in front of the police."

"???"

But this is actually not a bad thing.

Because after learning part of the other party's true identity and special talents, [Beast Heart], who was in the era of national arms dealers at the time, decided to help Sandy fully utilize this ability.

And in one step, you can directly advance the technology tree to the revolver!

I didn’t expect that mass production would be successful sooner or later, at such a critical moment.

Not to mention the samples used for mold testing, even the few extremely rough iterations they produced during the development process were sold out.

And because Sandy designed each gun with a squirrel head on it, these semi-original revolvers were also called squirrel revolvers.

Of course, because its publisher is [Beast Heart], players will express their affectionately——

"President, why do they always keep talking about something...pressure Massenet when they are holding pistols?"

"He also said that he was the ancestor of the firearms department at the age of twenty-four, and he wanted to beat the thieves and mercenaries hard with his beast-like mentality... Pu?"

Wozki Shuode: "You don't have to worry so much about homo!"

In short, with the strength of the players' weapons, even the mole people who are willing to join the war can be wrapped in a temporary rough leather armor.

Reinforcements from the underground plains arrived in a steady stream, so by nine o'clock that night, the area around the tower castle was already blocked by water.

Some people in the crowd were talking excitedly to the live broadcast room, some were excitedly stroking the weapons they were given, while others were sighing.

Those were the closed beta players who were looking at the crowd with great emotion.

Back then, there were only a hundred or so players. With the help of the game mechanism and the tricks of the game, it took three days to kill more than 3,000 goblins.

And now? He actually wants to transform into such a powerful military force to decide the outcome in a battle, and take the initiative to destroy the enemy.

So when the clock struck ten o'clock on time, the gunman suddenly raised his weapon.

"Gun in hand! Follow me! Kill the mercenaries! Seize the camp!"

In fact, there was no need for him to shout at all. The coalition forces had already left the underground city shouting random slogans and headed straight for the mercenary camp.

However, because there was a half-day cooling-off period, they did not choose to march in a swarm in a simple and rough way. Instead, they quickly divided into multiple troops shortly after leaving the dungeon, and conducted relatively low-key dispersed marches from all directions.

In addition, the Iron Bow Wolf Cavalry and some highly mobile orc players also dispersed into small teams to explore and rob the mercenaries of possible sentinel spies.

But it turns out that they thought too much. Except for a few low-level mercenaries who were extremely drunk and wanted to "borrow a meal" from the surrounding small tribes, they found no other valuable discoveries.

After a major memory recovery operation, they successfully interrogated the reason behind it.

It turned out that after the successful plunder in the morning, the entire camp was indeed on alert for a long time, fearing a crazy counterattack by the angry pioneers.

However, when they waited until dusk, let alone humans, they were disgusted by humans and dogs, and there were no locals who were willing to get close to this place.

Deputy leader Andrew, who was responsible for presiding over the overall situation, announced in the afternoon that he was going to Sunshine City, intending to "first sell some goods to everyone to pay for military expenses."

And when he left, he took away all the bastards in the camp who were usually the most shitty and manipulative people.

Looking around, the mercenaries who had come back to their senses were surprised to find - Hey! If the enemy doesn't come, the boss is not here!

So they immediately showed their third nature that coexists with cruelty and greed - laziness.

"Captain, our family is rich. Here is a bottle of Reynolds whiskey. Let's celebrate after everyone has worked hard for so many days!"

The first bite, the second bite...

"No, no, just give it a try. We have to keep vigil tonight!"

The third cup, the fourth cup...

"If you say you won't drink, you won't drink. Be careful if the self-discipline team sees you and whip you!"

The fifth bottle, the sixth bottle...

"Hiccup... everyone should restrain their mouths. Leader Andrew doesn't like others talking nonsense..."

The seventh bucket, the eighth bucket...

"Damn, it's just a drink. Why are you talking about that Andrew? Do you still have me as the leader in your eyes?"

The ninth box, the tenth box...

"Andrew! You must be the diva!"

Since Andrew was going to the city to sell things, he naturally took away mostly military supplies, leaving behind most of the food and drinks that were difficult to sell.

And although these pioneers are bastards, the food and drink they make are really good. Hey, it’s much more delicious than the pig stew made by that bastard Old Bob!

With good wine, good food, and a group of like-minded brothers, the mercenaries soon became happy.

This time, all vigils, guards, and cautious pioneers were ignored. In one word, do it! If you don’t do it, you won’t give your brothers face!

but……

Do you believe in the fourth natural disaster?

I admire NPCs who dare to provoke players

Because he might die

Yangyue, wait until I get the hang of it

I will definitely spread players all over the world

The world will eventually fall into love and peace

Say it one last time

Advent is accelerating

[Warriors of the Tang Dynasty]

【Whip of God】

【Heroes of the West】

【Goblin】

【Armored Bull Head】

【Mandarin Duck Formation】

【Line Infantry】

[Wall Charge]

【Zhuge Liannu】

【Multi-tube rotation】

【Lever Rifle】

The words end here

【MADE IN DISASTER】

In the name of the giant cannon, I ask you to step back! ! ! (physics)

There really is a giant cannon!

I don’t know which rich brother likes the new dynasty’s elegance, but he just spent a lot of money to smash a huge Urban cannon.

Transporting this terrifying weapon, which is five meters long, weighs seventeen tons and has a caliber as high as 762mm, is a chore.

At that time, the Ottoman emperor spent a lot of manpower and material resources, and it took six weeks to send it to the city of Constantinople.

But for players in the fantasy world, these are just small shortcomings of a great weapon.

After all, as long as you carry it with you in a backpack, the cannon that has been loaded in advance can be used at any time as long as you take it out.

Even though its enemy is not the thick city wall of Constantinople, but just a bunch of temporary wood and stone buildings, this does not prevent players from killing it.

With a loud roar that almost collapsed the ceiling, the heavy specially-made cannonball flew out with a deadly scream.

It easily destroyed everything in its path, no matter the steel or the earth, it was like a ruthless finger drawn by the gods towards the mortal world.

Therefore, the dazed mercenaries in the camp had no time to react, and they were smashed into pulp along with the surrounding wall items.

Moreover, the Urban Cannon is just the bombardment order given by the players as a "special opening". The real terror is the subsequent giant weapons group.

The players did not intend to leave any survivors in this battle, nor did they consider the thieves and mercenaries to be "human", so they carried out an all-out bombing without distinction.

From the early Tiger Crouching Cannon to the later Huihui Cannon, and then to the latest twelve-pounder field cannon, they used everything they had on hand that could be fired.

After this ravage, even though the camp was actually quite large in order to accommodate thousands of people eating, drinking, and eating, it was still reduced to ruins.

But there were sharp-eyed bat-men in the sky as observers, and Ashley's old guard saw that there were still lucky mercenaries running away in confusion.

So he lit the torch in his hand and waved it up and down in the air repeatedly, signaling to continue.

continue!

But it was not the artillery that continued, but...

"Vanguard, charge with me!"

The only obstacle fell under the continuous bombardment of artillery. The unsuspecting mercenary camp was like a treat from the boss to them.

——Throw away the bowl, I will go straight to the pot and eat it!

The iron bow wolf cavalry opened the way, the armored bull-headed backbone, and the remaining gaps were filled by players specializing in melee combat.

The mercenaries finally recovered from the continuous roar, and what they saw was the great khan drawing his bow and shooting an arrow, and a dynamite flew over.

(End of this chapter)