My Players Are So Fierce – Handsome dog Frank
Chapter 1322 - 446. Hey, now it’s finally the NPCs’ turn to flatter us - [Additional Release 13/25]_3

Chapter 1322: 446. Hey, now it’s finally the NPCs’ turn to flatter us - [Additional Release 13/25]_3

"You need our help!"

"Our companions are already on their way here."

Ayu and Gebao exchanged glances, then he took over the conversation, saying,

"I don’t think we need help from foreign soldiers, but we are indeed short on numbers, so we can consider handing over the outposts we’ve taken to you for guard duty.

Don’t think this job is easy.

The marshes are now full of Skeleton Armies summoned by the Werewolves. They may not be strong individually, but they are numerous, and being surrounded at the outpost means you need to hold your ground there until reinforcements arrive.

I’ll be honest with you, this is a very dangerous job!

And we do not have a good understanding of your strength; I don’t know what level you’re at?

I am skeptical about whether you can shoulder such a responsibility."

"Are you questioning the courage of the Goldenrod People?"

Major Ron was irritated by the arrogant posturing of this young vampire before him and said in a deep voice,

"I’ve long heard that you Transia People are a bunch of hot-headed and fierce fighters, and the only language you understand is that of fists, so, to gain your respect, do we have to knock you down first?"

"Ha, there’s no need to be so extreme; I don’t think we would lose in a brawl either."

Gebao, the sly one, pressed his hand down and said meaningfully,

"But you’re right, Transia People never fight alongside cowards! If you want to prove that you and your Soldiers are qualified to participate in this marsh war destined for the history books, then show us something real.

We’ve already taken down two outposts; you and your Soldiers go and defend them.

No need to do it for long!

Just one night. If you can hold out against the Skeleton Army’s siege for one night, we’ll agree to your request to join the battle and give you such important tasks as securing logistics and keeping roads clear.

How about it?

Major Ron, do you dare take this bet?"

"Two outposts, for one night, right?"

The Major stood up, determined, and said,

"Then let’s meet at the frontline at dawn tomorrow."

"Wait!"

Ayu suddenly called out to the departing Major, who turned around to see Ayu fiddling with the Calculating Pearl without looking up, saying,

"Now you have three outposts to guard!

Just two minutes ago, my brothers took down a third outpost, which is deep into the Skeleton Army’s outermost defensive line. I must emphasize to you, the pressure to defend there is immense..."

"I don’t need to know how many enemies there are, tell me the location!"

Major Ron gripped the hilt of his sword at his waist and said in a heavy voice,

"I will prove our courage and strength; by that time, you two arrogant fellows will apologize to us in front of everyone! Let’s put aside the grudges between our two countries for now; since we’re allies, then we must be given the respect we deserve!

This is the most basic treatment for a soldier."

Having said this, he took the Calculating Pearl with the location and turned to leave, leaving only Ayu and Gebao in the tent, both students laughing so hard their bellies hurt.

"Aiyaya, we used to grind NPC favorability, and now it’s finally the NPCs’ turn to grind our favorability, hahaha."

Ayu, holding his stomach, laughed loudly,

"This ’prove your strength’ mission is a good one, I finally understand the simple joy of those manufacturing players when they assign us missions.

This is how it should be done.

Now let the NPCs work for us, this feeling is just too great."

"Exactly, isn’t it said to be 100% lifelike, right? So why should it only be players grinding NPC favorability?"

Gebao snorted and said,

"As Sir Murphy’s warriors, we certainly have our own dignity, and not just any riff-raff can stick their noses into our battle lines.

Hey, you want to win our respect?

First, act like a Warrior, you idiots who would walk in the swamp and still insist on wearing ceremonial boots."

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"Come on, Ron! Are you serious?"

Outside of the students’ camp, a few junior officers who were close to Major Ron struggled through the mud with difficulty, staring in shock at the unphased Major, and exclaimed:

"Are these Transia People really so arrogant? We came here to help them voluntarily, and it’s bad enough they don’t appreciate it, but they even want us to prove our strength?

Pah!

Do these vampires even deserve it?"

The junior officers were indignant, and after they finished complaining, Major Ron spoke,

"We’re on the battlefield now; don’t call me Ron, address me by my rank! Besides, of course, we could have stayed in the Kato area border the whole time, watching the Transia People roll in the mud for fun, and nobody could blame us for it.

But we can also join them, and fight the real Werewolves before the Black Disaster arrives.

I presume the Marshal didn’t send us here just to sightsee and gold-plate our careers, gentlemen.

I’ll open up about it today; all of us come from Military Noble families, being sent here means we all have a background, but our standing isn’t that great; aside from Fraser, who is a family heir, all of us either have an older sibling, or have been confirmed by our families as unable to take over the family business.

What I’m saying is, this battle is our best chance to stand out!

If we want to continue our families’ glory and be seen differently by our kin, then we need to get our pretty boots dirty and plow into the mud, just like our fathers did on blood-drenched battlefields!

Only this way, can we win the future we desire.

I don’t want to argue about how arrogant the Transia People are, but the fact is, when I step onto the battlefield, I also don’t want my comrades to be a bunch of cowards..."

The Major shook his head, took his luxurious shotgun from his horse, and waved,

"Those who don’t want to go can return to the camp; I will stay at that outpost with my Soldiers and knock down every bastard who comes close until the Transia People willingly bow their arrogant heads before me.

That’s how I will take part in this war.

I will prove to my enemies and my comrades that I can get this far not just on my father the General’s coattails...

I!

I have my own dignity.

Right here in this swamp, far from home, I must maintain my pitiful dignity, and that’s it."