Chapter 524 I'll Take Your Dam!
It can be said that they are regular troops recruited by the king's order, but the level of the Glorious Nobles is well known. They have money in their hands and they are too busy to spend it on wine and women. Who would spend money to support soldiers?
So even if there is a supervisory team to check, these defenders actually have no combat effectiveness. They are just for show. Either they have a big belly or they are skinny and useless.
Only the personal knights under the nobles have complete combat effectiveness. Duke Xiguang, who knows this well, arranges them in those important strongholds as the skeleton of the team to bear the frontal pressure from the enemy.
So...
So being stopped by such a ridiculous army is enough to show how unprofessional the bandits in the deep forest are.
There is no way, who told the former Glorious West Territory to be undefended.
These black gloves who specialize in making money for the nobles can bully the people and local tyrants easily, but they are afraid of regular troops, even the weakest regular troops.
Moreover, this is not a fight between the young men and women of Jianghu, nor a fight between two hilltops. They are completely at a loss as they have no experience in large-scale legion-level battles.
"Waste! All waste!"
So the northern border troops who came as a supervisor had to follow the noble generals to the battlefield and set a benchmark for these damned bandits with their swords.
Now it's good, both the kings and the silvers, and the two sides are fighting like a pair of lunatics, which opened the eyes of the children watching.
... Who else dares to eat melons and watch the show in the western region at this time? Naturally, it is the players who are working hard on this hot land.
They are very excited to smell the breath of the new version. They gathered around the battlefield and kept discussing it online and offline.
"It's amazing. Why do I feel that Yangyue is also a huge grass-roots team? How can they fight so unprofessionally?"
[I didn't expect that I would have the opportunity to experience General Chen's crying and laughing in my life - what a wonderful pair of opponents! 】
"I give up. Are they really soldiers? What the hell are they fighting? It's too much to watch!"
It's true that the rookies and silvers are all bad, but if you really want to see the difference in the hands, the difference between the kings can be greater than the difference between the kings and the silvers!
So no matter how bad the bandit group is, the Deep Forest Border Army who have fought in the North for many years and accumulated rich experience is behind them.
And no matter how much material the Glowing side has, reality is not a game. Card fusion cannot upgrade the star, so the defenders can't beat them even if they have more soldiers.
Therefore, even with the efforts of Lord Xi, the Glowing defense line has maintained a superficial stability, and even won a few battles in local areas.
But they still gathered superior forces, hammered here and there, and forcibly tore open several holes.
"Damn it!"
The Lord originally wanted to send people to stop them, but the Deep Forest Border Army suddenly launched a fierce attack to cover them, forcing him to gather his troops and station them on the border with them, turning into a completely strategic stalemate.
This time, it was really a hungry wolf entering the sheepfold. The bandits who had entered the territory of Huiguang let go and began to hysterically plunder everyone they saw.
Several border villages and towns seemed to have been sifted through with a sieve. Not to mention the valuables, the bandits didn't even leave the villagers' food.
And if they hadn't retained some dignity, the villagers were used to being plundered and didn't bother to resist, and they might have been slaughtered to vent their anger.
But this is not the most terrible thing. The most terrible thing is that in order to resist the attack from the deep forest, Lord Xi transferred all the elite troops to the outermost defense line.
So although there are other armies in the Western Territory, they are all militias that lack effective command and combat effectiveness. It is difficult to wipe out these bandits who come in, and they can only let them run rampant.
In other words, the Western Territory is like a big egg now. Its only defense is the outermost crisp shell.
Once it breaks through, the inside will be unobstructed, allowing this group of bandits to happily kill all the way to the Huguoguan Pass on the west side of the capital and ask how the Sun King slept last night.
But this is a theoretical result based on past facts, and the actual situation is...
"I'll dam you!"
Although under the guidance of the idea of "a gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall", many player forces did not choose to make much layout in the Western Territory.
But let alone games, even in reality, there are many crazy people who are eager for challenges and like to make trouble for themselves, or even put themselves in danger.
Therefore, with a large enough player base, many adventurers choose to try their luck in the West, and some have even started to flirt with local nobles.
Although not many masters can sneak into the noble castle, they are also targeted by bandits for plunder because of this.
The wheat field they just acquired was robbed by bandits, the business they just negotiated was ruined by bandits, and the chicken soup they just stewed was taken away by bandits.
Even they themselves - several teams of players who were searching for traces of the dungeon in the wild, were also killed by bandits, and their equipment was exploded all over the ground.
"Damn it, I was beaten to death before I could react?"
"Gaobei, we are players, how can we tolerate this?"
"Hou Lixie, the Germanic giant sword I just picked up is gone!"
And because the thread that was pushed to the front row in the player forum, the author of the post whose three acres of wheat were robbed by bandits kept repeating a magical sentence "I'll kill you!"
So this self-protection movement initiated by the players in the Western Region to unite against this group of bandits has a name that may not be very polite.
But it's just for fun. It depends on how they do it to see the effect. So because of the lack of effective organization, this movement did not go smoothly at the beginning.
Although players gathered to respond, they took up swords, guns, sticks and clubs, ready to enforce justice, protect the land and the people, and eliminate all bandits.
I don't know where it originated, but the fact that pioneers have a chance to drop rare items after death has spread in the Western Region.
So since the explosion of equipment is mutual, players want to hunt bandits, and bandits don't want to hunt players?
Now it's good, the vast Western Region is a slaughterhouse, everyone makes a fuss, and no one says a word when they make a fuss.
Today you kill my bandits, tomorrow I ambush your soldiers, and the day after tomorrow I will pick a square to chop off a row of heads, and we will have a lot of fun fighting.
Of course, the life-changing strategy is definitely not a loss for players. After all, as long as you go out lightly and rely on the numerical kills, you will only lose some levels and experience when you die, and your equipment will not be exploded. "Damn it, it's too damn bad, there is nothing!"
"No, boss, these pioneers didn't leave anything!"
"Don't worry, let me think about it..."
Where there is demand, there is motivation. There are also smart people among the bandits, so a new strategy was quickly iterated.
They no longer went in teams like before, but tried to gather into a large force to act together, enforce orders, and have clear goals. If you want to make a fortune, you have to make a big fortune!
Facts have proved that the new strategy is indeed useful. Small groups of players will definitely not be able to resist the siege of several times the number of others, and can only be wiped out on the spot without any resistance, and the nearby resource points will be lost together.
Even if you can be resurrected, it will take a day just to squat in the urinal, not to mention the time spent on the road from the dungeon to here, which is equivalent to being kicked out of the battlefield.
What's even worse is that the two sides have been fighting for several days, so the cunning bandits vaguely guessed this pain point of the pioneers, and even organized a hunting team specifically, doing nothing but killing the pioneers.
As one side gains and the other loses, the players who can't exchange blood at all suffer a great loss in the Western Territory, abandoning their armor and armor, and losing a lot of people, even the bitter tea is almost lost.
Logically speaking, there are also relatively large guilds on the player side, and it's time to take action now.
But even if they don't plan the Barbarian Plain Base Camp and the Southern Territory Free Trade Zone, they should plan the Beijing-Gye Relationship Network. If it doesn't work, there is also a Blackwater Territory Industrial Zone. The rotten land in the Western Territory is not worth investing in.
Those who will hold on to the Western Territory are either small guilds that have just developed and don't have many bottles and jars in their hands, or they are simply newcomers who joined the previous wave of joining.
So what reason do the big guilds have to shed their own blood to protect the interests of small guilds?
Naturally, no one is willing to give a clear answer, and providing some supplies is considered kind-hearted.
As for the officials of various countries...
They are all official, and they are actually quite cautious about intervening in the affairs of the Glorious.
This matter is of great importance. Without the active invitation of the Sun King, it is impossible to send even a single soldier to defend the territory of others.
So the current situation is-
The Glorious regular army is forced to fight a fierce sit-in war with the Deep Forest regular army at the border of the kingdom.
The Glorious local army and the local nobles are in the same nest, squatting in the town cosplaying as turtles.
The players who try to take charge are not strong enough to deal with the aggressive bandits.
The people are suffering, and their survival is in danger. Is the situation in the Glorious West going to be completely corrupted?
...Since oppression exists, resistance must also exist, so of course not!
Even if the big guilds are reluctant to bleed, can't the players gather in groups of three or five in their personal names to go there?
So after the players in the West once again issued an initiative, a group of player volunteers responded to their call and joined the battlefield from afar.
Unlike these inexperienced newbies, this group of veterans who even came from the closed beta have many tricks.
And isn't it just fighting with fewer people against more people? The player grandfather has been in Yangyue for more than half a year, and it's not like he hasn't done it before!
No matter how bad the situation is, can it be worse than the last battle in the closed beta period, where one hundred players fought against three thousand goblins?
Therefore, this group of elite players quickly broke up and entered a very classic guerrilla stage.
Today, they planted a mine here, tomorrow they dug a pit there, and the day after tomorrow they gathered superior forces to make a beautiful ambush, and they turned around and ran away after finishing the work.
Where have the bandits seen these wisdoms from another world? Naturally, they were made miserable for a while.
They couldn't catch them, and they couldn't defend themselves. A few of them were particularly brave and wanted to force a group, but they were beaten up by the players' poison gas bombs.
"It's terrible. I heard that the group in Silent Mountain was poisoned by the pioneers' gas and fell to the ground on the spot."
"Yeah, I heard that they were captured alive without even the energy to resist, and then hanged one by one in public by the pioneers!"
"Okay, okay, don't say it. I'm scared... Boss! What should we do?"
"Don't worry, let me think about it..."
But if he really had some amazing wisdom, he wouldn't have fallen to the point of being a bandit leader and working illegally for a noble lord with a precarious life.
So these bandit leaders thought for a long time and actually put all the blame on the common people.
——Why am I always discovered by the pioneers? It must be these unruly people who tipped off!
——These are no longer ordinary villagers, we must take strong measures!
The people who just received relief food from the pioneers, lit a fire and set up a pot, and prepared to give their hungry crying young son some porridge: "Ah?"
"Look! Look! What did I say? They all got the pioneers' rice! The evidence is irrefutable! There is no way to argue!"
Of course, the bandits could not go through any trial procedures. Their only means were the sunny dolls, which were full to death and the meat drying racks that nailed people to death.
Moreover, these guys who had no tomorrow believed in the principle of killing everyone. Once the butcher knife was swung, it could not be stopped!
So within three days, eight villages in the Western Territory were slaughtered, killing people like flies, heads rolling, and the terrifying Jingguan was piled up everywhere.
Even the noble towns were attacked tentatively by large forces. If Duke Xiguang had not squeezed out troops to defend in time, they might have been destroyed.
"Ah, I'm so scared, so scared!"
Although it was safe in the end, the nobles of Huiguang, and the nobles of the Western Territory, were already scared to death.
Lord Xi and his men certainly dare not blame them, and the bandits can't be blamed either. The people... tsk, the ants are not worthy of being blamed by the master.
But the current situation is that the master has lost face, and someone must come out to take the blame and help the master replace the clean bitter tea!
So who will this head that is neither too big nor too small be just right?
"Bold pioneers! How dare you talk nonsense in my territory! Do you still have the law in your eyes?"
"Now Duke Xiguang is fighting bloody battles on the front line, and you dare to drag your feet in the rear. Don't you feel ashamed?"
"Hmph! Bandits, bandits, wherever you go, you will cause chaos. I think the biggest bandits in our Huiguang are obviously you!"
What's more terrible is that although the Northeast noble group usually looks down on this group of beggar-like Western nobles, they are not even worthy of being considered when it comes to marriage and even pork distribution,
but at this moment, the big men are worried that the pioneers don't have a handle for them to write about, so the accusations of the Western nobles at this moment are really great!
Even though everyone knows that these are all nonsense, under the operation and exaggeration of this group of great nobles, an xenophobic movement against pioneers has begun.