This Game Is Too Realistic

Less than two hundred meters away from the wall.

The man with scars on his chest squatted in the grass, checking the slaves squatting in a circle with his eyes. He lowered his voice and gave the final instruction before the charge.

"Did you see the flames ahead?"

"There are a bunch of guys in blue coats there. They are very weak and they can’t even kill the rats and cockroaches in the sewers. All you have to do is rush in and blow their gate up with explosives. After that, you can smash their heads in with the weapons in your hands, and then occupy everything they have. You can also do anything you want to them!"

"Now, pass the syringes down. Everyone injects one-third of it. Don’t inject too much... Very good, you are the strongest! Go now, run, charge forward! Throw the Molotov Cocktails on their wall and let them fall into the abyss of fear!"

"This is the leader’s test of your courage."

In several pairs of muddy pupils, the thirst for blood was ignited.

They were skinny, but agile. Holding broken weapons in their hands, they ran like ghosts in the forest.

The scarred man looked at their backs, raised his gun, and pulled the trigger.

The gunfire completely ignited the wild nature in the hearts of the slaves. One by one, like bloodthirsty beasts, yelled and launched the final charge.

Eighty meters… Fifty meters…

The scarred man who was supervising the battle in the distance was ecstatic, seeing that this group of slave soldiers had almost rushed to the wall, and the other party hadn’t reacted.

Most likely, the people in the blue coats were still sleeping…

However, just as the thought formed in his mind, behind a small pitted soil slope less than ten meters away from the wall, several heads suddenly emerged.

Bows, crossbows, and barrels were raised into the air in unison.

Before the scarred man could react, he heard a sonorous shout from the other side, "Fire!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

A round of flames flickered. Bullets, arrows, and javelins shot out, swishing into the woods shrouded in darkness.

The cannon fodders who had just rushed out of the woods had no time to react, let alone dodge. One-third of them were taken out in an instant.

The momentum of the charge suddenly stopped.

Before they could come back to their senses, there was another wave of even more intensive gunfire.

Even beasts would be afraid when their surrounding companions fell one by one, much less humans.

Those cannon fodders who had been injected with stimulants could temporarily forget their fear of death, but the scarred man standing behind could not. 𐍂ᴀΝȎВËṣ

A drop of sweat slipped from his forehead.

He couldn’t understand how the other party predicted their sneak attack. What made him even more confused was where those trenches came from.

During the investigation the day before, there was only a single wall!

Meanwhile, on the other side.

Cha, who walked around to ambush on the flanks, was overjoyed when he heard the gunshots from the north gate. He immediately gestured to the brothers next to him and quietly lurked to the west gate with the gun in hand.

To the west was Linghu Lake.

Logically, it should possess the weakest defense.

Now that the firepower of the opponent had been attracted to the north gate, he only needed to take his men to approach the corner of the wall quietly, ignite the explosive bag, and blow up the west gate.

At that time, the people within would fall into chaos, and their morale would collapse!

"Boss, I think something isn’t right…" the hunched man whispered.

"What’s wrong?" Although he asked, Cha didn’t seem to agree.

The hunched man glanced left and right, then continued in a low voice, "The first round of gunshots was too intensive, and it didn’t sound like they were firing in panic. It felt like they were prepared."

Hearing these words, Cha frowned. "You mean our whereabouts have been exposed?"

Before the hunched man could speak, he was interrupted by another man next to him.

"Don’t fucking jinx it!"

"I didn’t, but…"

"Okay, stop arguing," Cha interrupted the dispute between the two. He lowered his voice and said in a commanding tone, "Anyway, we have already arrived, there is no reason to retreat!"

"Besides, our cannon fodders have attracted some firepower, and there are at least a dozen gunshots in the north. Even if there is an ambush, it is not to be afraid of…" As soon as his voice fell, Cha, who was sneaking to the edge of the forest, suddenly saw a trench ten meters in front of the wall.

The shape of the trench was like a centipede, meandering in a zigzag shape, lying between them and the wall.

When the hell did this appear?! This wasn’t here last night!

A faint, ominous premonition sprang in his heart, and the instinctive reaction made Cha immediately raise his right fist, signaling his men to stop.

"Stop… No, retreat!"

"Everyone retreat!"

Hearing the boss’s voice, the marauders who were gearing up to rush stared at him in confusion.

Their cannon fodders had already rushed out, and they were definitely close to the wall.

They didn’t expect their leader to order a retreat at that moment!

Although they all felt reluctant, the boss’s orders were absolute.

Before they took two steps back, a few arrows with flames flew out of the wall, passed over their heads, and landed all around them.

Before the marauders could figure out how they exposed their positions, a loud whistle sounded in the trenches ahead.

"Charge!"

"Don’t let them run away!"

"Awoo, Awoo, Awoo!"

Cha looked back, his eyes widened, and his face was full of horror.

Having been a marauder in the northern suburbs of Clearspring City for so many years, it was the first time he saw such a terrifying and absurd scene.

Those blue coats who were supposed to be shivering in the bunker crawled out of the trenches as if they had completely forgotten the fear of death at the moment the whistle sounded.

Some of them held guns, some held bows and arrows, crossbows or javelins, short knives, battle axes, and some didn’t even have proper weapons. They held shovels, bricks, or even a bench as they charged. They seemed to be yelling with excitement as they rushed forward.

Everyone was very hyped, and everyone was yelling. It was as though they would feel left out if they weren’t screaming.

"Demacia!"

"For the horde!"

"Yee-haw!!"

The offensive and defensive positions were instantly reversed.

The retreating marauders were caught off guard. They couldn’t stop to fight, nor could they run away and turn their backs to the enemy. The scene was very chaotic.

There was only enough time to fire a few shots at a distance of fifty meters. After a few rounds of fire between the two sides in the running, a hand-to-hand conflict broke out.

The opposite side seemed to not want to waste bullets at all. They just wanted to hit them with the weapons in their hands, and when they got close, they would single them out or fight them in groups.

Cha had never seen such savage, blue-coated people, and had never seen such a savage style of battle. For a moment, his brain froze, and he forgot that they were supposed to be the ones attacking.

"Damn it! Are these people crazy?!"

"Get out of my way! Ah!"

"What the hell is that?! Why did I see a lizard?! And it is among those people?!”

"Ahhhhhhh!"

"Retreat! Run away! Don’t stop and fight them! Everyone, retreat to the assembly point!"

It had to be said that those were experienced marauders. When they saw that the situation was not right, they immediately turned around and ran without looking back.

Those who were caught in hand-to-hand combat were abandoned.

Although he was the last one to run, Cha soon ran to the very front.

The battle was no longer important to him.

What he had to do was report the situation to their leader. The strength of the group in blue coats had far exceeded their expectations.

This hidden danger had to be solved once and for all before they developed into a bigger force!

As they left the blue coats further behind, Cha secretly heaved a sigh of relief.

However, before he could catch his breath, he discovered a figure standing in front of him.

He didn’t know what the man was wearing. It looked like a piece of randomly assembled armor. He was pointing a big hammer straight at him.

What is this stupid guy thinking?

Cha sneered in his heart. Then without saying anything, he pulled out the scorpion submachine gun from his waist and pulled the trigger.

"Fuck off!"

Da da da…

Pulling the trigger all the way, twenty 5mm bullets poured out instantly. Not to mention people… Even if what was standing in front of him was a bear, it would be riddled with holes.

The next second, his sneer turned into despair.

It was as though he shot blanks. Those bullets didn’t even scratch his hammer!

"What the hell?!"

"Alas, it’s really a waste." Chu Guang felt sorry for him.

The burst of air even swept away the leaves in their surroundings.

Before Cha could understand what the person said, he saw the hammer flying at him at an incredible speed.

Is this even humanly possible?

There was no time to think about his problem. His instinct made him throw away the submachine gun with an emptied magazine as he drew the short knife tied to his shoulder.

It was a shame the hammer was just too quick!

Even before he could stretch his arms out, a blast of wind slammed into his face.

"Mode B…"

The wind stopped in an instant.

Cha felt that the tip of his nose had hit a wall, but before he felt the pain, the roaring airflow blew away his consciousness.

The recoil caused Chu Guang’s arm to jolt. Staring at the marauder who no longer had a head in front of him, he was slightly stunned.

"Damn… This… This is so powerful… this is…”

Originally, he was planning to try out his new weapon. He wanted to see how powerful it actually was, but he didn’t expect to blow his opponent’s head apart.

The overheated high-pressure air even scorched the gaping wound, and the blood that should have been ejected was stopped by the cauterized wound.

Chu Guang lowered his hammer and looked at the fallen corpse with wide eyes.

Holy shit this is powerful, it can even be called an Anti-Tank Hammer!

The players next to the administrator were also stunned.

They thought that the administrator was holding an ordinary hammer. They didn’t expect it to possess such amazing hidden abilities.

"Fuck! What just happened?!"

"Shield! Explosion! I saw two skills!"

"The administrator is awesome!!"

Seeing the terrible death of the person leading them, the rest of the marauders were too afraid to do anything else. They threw away their weapons and gave up resisting.

The shouts in the distance also started to grow closer as the players around Chu Guang rushed forward to subdue their captives.

According to post-battle statistics, sixty seven players participated in the battle, with five minor injuries and zero deaths.

There were twenty one marauders. Fourteen of them died and seven people surrendered.

They obtained twelve firearms, twenty one pieces of cold weapons that varied in size, twenty one pieces of leather protective gear and clothing and twenty seven white chips. There were also some personal belongings.

It was a great victory!