My Players Are So Fierce

Chapter 2585 -862: Shh, Listen, the Swamp Trees Are Speaking Transylvanian (Not Really) (3)

The violent white phosphorus spray instantly killed its beloved Throne Wolf and blew off one of its legs, causing it to fall to the ground screaming in smoke, and the pain of having its bones burned made the Military Governor roll his eyes, while the formation of hundreds of Hyena Wolfmen immediately scattered.

Many of them were wounded, but not many were dead, and they spread out towards the direction of the attackers amidst the Military Governor’s angry roar.

Deep-fried Sweet Potato and Fermented Tofu could run, as their position was on the camp’s perimeter with a planned escape route, but Tomato Sauce, who had already sneaked into the camp, definitely couldn’t run.

The guy with an overbearing attitude didn’t intend to escape either.

After throwing out the Explosive Toads, he jumped from his hiding place, grabbed the Blood Vulture Claw and started firing into the crowd, using expensive Burning Gold Bullets, emptying three magazines in one go, and still wanted to throw grenades but was shot in the thigh by a hunter, causing him to fall to the ground.

A few burly Barbarian Soldiers roared as they charged over, but Tomato Sauce, with a grim smile on his dirt-covered face, counterattacked by pulling out the Victory Wine and advancing towards the Barbarian Soldiers instead of retreating.

With a loud bang, black Light-eating Divine Power erupted, taking a few more Hyena Wolfmen along before falling himself.

The Military Governor with a burned-off leg was nearly in shock!

These Transia Barbarians were getting crazier by the minute. He clearly saw that there were only three attackers…

What kind of entrancement did that Vampire Morphy use on them? To make them dare to adopt such extreme attack tactics!

Even if they couldn’t be reasoned with as Immortals!

The stance of three people charging against hundreds of Hyena Wolfmen was so crazy that even the Military Governor himself couldn’t describe such an act.

Those two who ran away were destined not to get far, they would struggle in the mud but eventually die at the hands of the Hyena Wolfman Warriors.

Thinking this, the Military Governor then noticed the crimson earth not far from him, the originally ordinary ground plants seemed to have become more sinister after soaking up blood, with starfish-like spikes growing at their edges.

This hellish swamp was truly a malicious underworld…

Wait!

The plants in this swamp are carnivorous, and they don’t seem to attack Transia People, not good! These bastards are luring us to separate our forces, then using the crazy plants in the swamp to exhaust the lives of the Hyena Wolfman Warriors!

General Huggesen specifically warned against splitting forces and delving deep into the swamp.

Ah, damn it!

I’ve been played.

“Quick! You guys!”

Enduring the excruciating pain, the one-legged Military Governor shouted at the soldiers protecting him:

“Call our warriors back! This is a trap! Don’t go deep into the swamp…”

Before he could finish, sequential explosions sounded along the route where two college students escaped, shaking the surrounding trees, and the smell of blood in abundance startled them, making the ravenous plants eager for a feast.

The Military Governor grew even more anxious.

His guards also realized the severity of the situation, chasing after them with rally horns, leaving only one guard to look after the one-legged Military Governor, who helped the Governor up, intending to stop his bleeding, only for a spinning bullet to come flying and hit the guard’s eye, causing the Hyena Wolfman to fall without a sound.

The Military Governor’s heart sank.

Damn it, there’s still one attacker, hidden nearby!

He immediately grabbed his battle axe, but the weapon that had felled many enemies at this moment couldn’t provide him an ounce of security. He surveyed his surroundings in the chaotic camp, trying to find the attacker’s position.

But he didn’t notice the Cucumber Stick covered in mud crawling from beside him.

This guy had a combat knife clamped in his mouth, leaving explosives nearby, moving to the back of the injured, immobile Military Governor, he stealthily reached for the knife.

“Hey, Sir Morphy sends his regards!”

He deliberately spoke in a hoarse voice with not-so-standard Transia language, making the Military Governor turn his head sharply to see several grenades falling at his feet. As they blew him up again, a shimmering dagger pierced through the firelight towards his neck.

The Cucumber Stick wasn’t a professional assassin, nor was he adept at close combat. He then desperately activated his three Ancestor’s Powers, attacking randomly and indiscriminately, akin to wild strikes overcoming a master.

The Military Governor, having already been hit by a White phosphorus bomb and having survived by sheer luck, had little strength left to resist, not to mention the Cucumber Stick’s combat knife was an enchanted Thorn Clan assassination dagger, with paralysis poison—a truly high-grade item.

And so, a dignified Hyena Wolfman General ended up dying embarrassingly at the hands of a rookie.

The Cucumber Stick didn’t even have time to loot, he got up, grabbed explosives, and scattered those vicious Butterfly Mines around the camp, placing a few Broad Swords in particularly devious hidden spots, finally making a trap bomb with a few Burning Gold Bombs and the Military Governor’s corpse. As he completed all this, he heard the rally horn of the Hyena Wolfmen.

Those guys were almost back.

The Cucumber Stick thought for a moment, feeling it would be disloyal if he alone survived when his other three brothers had died, so he decided to go out with a bang.

He reported the battle situation here to the Wolf Castle using a walkie-talkie, then rolled into the mud and lay hidden like a crocodile ready to strike. He watched as the Hyena Wolfmen urgently returned to the camp, triggering a series of explosive Butterfly Mines, causing screams to erupt all at once.

More “lucky ones,” running in panic, tripped the Broad Sword tripwires, blowing them and adjacent Hyena Wolfmen apart. A few Hyena Wolfman Captains saw the dead Military Governor, both angry and anxious, they stepped up to collect the body, but upon lifting the unpeaceful Military Governor, they heard a crisp snap.

“Boom”

The tripwire trap bomb exploded, instantly taking several Captains’ lives, and leaving the burning bodies to fall, terrifying the remaining Hyena Wolfmen in the camp.

They rarely felt fear.

But the events of the past ten minutes made them feel like they were haunted by “Swamp Ghosts,” and now with both the Captain and the General dead, they were leaderless, not knowing what to do, the camp littered with vicious Butterfly Mines, they dared not move.

Amidst this deathly silence, the Cucumber Stick suddenly howled like a ghost, springing from the mud, lunging toward the nearest Jackal Priest, knocking him to the ground in a wild hack.

Amidst the spraying blood, he used an engineer’s shovel to sever that guy’s head, holding the dripping head up, ready to embrace the fate of being killed by the swarm of Hyena Wolfmen.

But before him, those frightened guys just watched as the mud monster brandished the priest’s head with a terrifying and twisted smile. Though it was broad daylight, the Hyena Wolfmen felt as if engulfed in a cold winter.

Someone with a dull brain was the first to scream, followed by the Hyena Wolfmen, their hearts seized by a sudden surge of fear, yelling and scattering in all directions.

“Ha?”

The Cucumber Stick stared in disbelief at the screaming Hyena Wolfmen running into the swamp, touching his face in bewilderment.

No way, am I really that ugly?

“What are you looking at! Honestly think you’re like the fierce Zhang Fei, making them flee with a roar? But that Berserker’s Roar just now was quite something, full marks for you, don’t fear being proud.”

A teasing voice sounded from a tree not far from the Cucumber Stick, and when he looked up, the Honest Dog Egg of the Demon Eight Elites was there, spinning his Bone Staff and elongating his voice, saying:

“How was my Spell of Fear just now? Hey, pairing it with your god-given ferocity, I tell you, hey, it’s simply brilliant!”