Chapter 1322: They’re Not Our Brothers
Chapter 1322: They’re Not Our Brothers
Translator: alyschu
"Purgatory Mad Dragon is here!"
Li Chengfeng leaped off his dragon’s back and landed elegantly in front of me. "During the earlier assault, Purgatory Mad Dragon had withdrawn after sustaining just a moderate amount of losses. I know it sounds like a miracle, but it looks like Wang Dongliang has finally grown some brain cells. He had learned to wait for Candle Dragon, Warsky Alliance, Purple Lily and more to whittle themselves down before rejoining the battle."
Gui Guzi asked, "What is our next step then? Are we still sieging the city?"
I hurriedly shook my head. "No, no. Purgatory Mad Dragon only has one top-tier expert, and that’s Little Piglet. However, Purgatory Mad Dragon’s greatest strength lies in their player quantity, not quality. There are still 14+ hours before the end of this event, and we’ve exhausted almost all of our Dragonlight Cavalry. I suggest that we withdraw into the mountain forest and see what happens next."
"Mn."
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And so, Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls’ remnant cavalry turned around and followed me into the forest right next to us. We weren’t worried that we would run into Purgatory Mad Dragon because we were moving in different directions, and even we were, well, Li Chengfeng and Gui Guzi were leading the way in the sky, and I was guiding the troops on the ground. Wang Dongliang was an idiot, but he wasn’t idiotic enough to engage us in battle. He hurriedly put a stop to some of his more impulsive subordinates before they could attack us.
"Ignore them. Ancient Sword is just here to muddy the waters. They’ve also lost most of their troops during the battle against Dark Mercenaries, so they won’t interfere unless we provoke them ourselves. Right now, our goal is Gold City."
He then unsheathed his blade and spoke louder, "We will be standing by the eastern gate and wait for our siege weapons to arrive. Once they do, we will be engaging the enemy immediately. Brother Chao, take 200000 men with you, seal off the surrounding canyon entrances and prevent Warsky Alliance’s reinforcements from reaching them. Kill whoever dares to cross your path. We will have Gold City one way or another!"
His vice leader, Roaming Dragon, gladly accepted the order before raising his spear into the air. "Iron Pardon, Inconstant, take our first, second and third subguilds with you. We will be intercepting Warsky Alliance’s reinforcements while the guild leader handles the siege."
Iron Pardon nodded. He was the corps commander of Purgatory Mad Dragon now, and this was a perfect opportunity for him to score some brownie points. He wasn’t going to let it slip through his grasp.
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Blood and gore surrounded every inch of Gold City. Gold City possessed the highest value among the four Cities of Heaven, so it made perfect sense that it would be contested by the best guilds in the world. The four best guilds fighting for Gold City—Candle Dragon, Warsky Alliance, Purple Lily and Peach Garden—had exhausted most of their forces after 30 some hours. Candle Dragon had been defeated by Ancient Sword Dreaming Souls’ cavalry troops, and Purple Lily and Peach Garden’s total effective strength didn’t even amount to 100k players right now. Theoretically speaking, there was no chance they would be able to threaten the 300k Warsky Alliance players holed up inside Gold City, not to mention their incoming allies. Warsky must’ve promised those guilds the world. Why else would they throw away their lives for someone else’s benefit?
While this was going on, I was sitting atop a giant rock on a small hill and waiting for my HP, MP and equipment durability to recover. I commented while narrowing my eyes at the distant city, "Heavens, Purgatory Mad Dragon is seriously too much. Quality aside, it is an impressive feat to gather 108 subguilds, or at least 3 million players under one banner. I have no idea how Wang Dongliang manages to feed all these people…"
Li Chengfeng answered my doubts while leaning against a tree and hugging his Crimson Refinement Sword, "From what I heard, Roaming Dragon told his father that Mad Dragon was the Top 3 guild of China, that it was loved and respected by all players in Heavenblessed, blah blah blah, and basically swindled his father into forking out 1 billion RMB to create Purgatory Mad Dragon. He then proceeded to hire men, buy equipment and strengthen Purgatory Mad Dragon as best he could so as to give it a real chance to contend for first spot on the Guild Ranking of China.
“Also, did you notice that there’s an extra symbol beside Purgatory Mad Dragon’s guild emblem? That’s Lu Chao’s father’s company logo. Assuming that Purgatory Mad Dragon manages to become the second best or best guild in the country, the advertising and reputation growth the company would enjoy does make the ridiculous investment, to a certain extent, worth it."
Gui Guzi said, "I heard that they purchased a ton of Immortal-grade pieces of equipment that are Level 200 or higher from all four main cities about a week ago. They were used to strengthen their elite players; players who are living in their offline gaming base. They’re basically copying our method except that our gaming base only has less than one thousand players, while theirs has over fifty thousand!"
I couldn’t help but exclaim in shock, "Holy sh*t, they’re wealthy!"
"I know right? Anyway, it’s time to see how strong Purgatory Mad Dragon is now…"
"Yeah, I can’t wait…"
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The bad news was that nothing happened until almost nearly 3 hours later. The good news was that I wasn’t disappointed when something finally happened. A long, long line of siege weapons escorted by an army of cavalrymen had appeared from the horizon, and I counted at least a hundred White Marsh Catapults and thousands of ballistae and catapults. Warsky Alliance was in danger now. In a sense, Wang Dongliang was going to bury Warsky Alliance in a bank vault’s worth of cash!
"Grab your popcorn, people!" Li Chengfeng cackled while rubbing his palms together in anticipation.
I rose to my feet and focused my sight on the battlefield as well. This was a show I shouldn’t miss, not to mention that Lian Xin and Murong Mingyue were still one or two hours away from arriving. Anyway, there was no hurry. Let’s see Purgatory Mad Dragon's money-infused strength.
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Chiang!
Meanwhile, Wang Dongliang was pointing his sword at Gold City and shouting, "Brothers and sisters, this marks the first battle of Purgatory Mad Dragon since its conception! Gold City is a true king of cities that deserves to be ruled by a true king, and who’s to say that the king cannot be us!? Charge and occupy the city for the Gold Cavalry! Kill Warsky and take the City Lord Token from his cold, dead hands! In fact, let’s make this a competition, shall we? The person who succeeds in claiming the City Lord Token will be given a monetary reward of 10 million RMB! I will pay you right off the bat so that no one can say I go back on my promises!"
The players of Purgatory Mad Dragon immediately roared in excitement when they heard that the City Lord Token was worth 10 million RMB. Why would they be so excited, you ask? If you have money, you can live in a huge house of your choosing. If you have money, you can have a beautiful woman with long legs, big breasts, a bubble butt and a pretty face. If you have money, you can make all the disdainful eyes around you disappear. Therefore, for the sake of their sex life and dignity, they must have money, no matter the cost!
The assault began, and the cavalrymen of Purgatory Mad Dragon galloped fearlessly toward the rain of arrows and magic spells. They were able to set up their siege towers and cloud ladders in a reasonable amount of time and begin scaling the walls of the Gold City.
"White Marsh Catapults, make sure you don’t target the walls! The walls of Gold City are indestructible, so it’d just be a waste of energy! Target their key players like Warsky, Farewell Song and October Rain or their mages and archers! Kill off all the effective forces! Also, no need to conserve the payload of White Marsh Catapults for me! I can afford it!" Wang Dongliang barked out a series of orders.
Beside him, Profound Puff the priest licked his lips and commented, "Bro, one White Marsh payload is worth 500 RMB, you know? Are you sure?"
Wang Dongliang smirked. "Hmph. Maybe I would be more conservative if it was just my business group, but we also have the funds from Brother Chao’s family. What’s the point of hoarding all this wealth if we aren’t going to use it? I certainly don’t mind using some of it to smash Warsky’s stupid face in. He thinks he’s the hot sh*t just because he got the Immortal Blade? We’ll see what he has to say after we bury him in a mountain of RMB. Ideally, we’ll rob him of the Immortal Blade and destroy Warsky Alliance once and for all!"
"Got it."
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On the wall of Gold City, Warsky was swinging the Immortal Blade and sending heaps of Purgatory Mad Dragon players tumbling down their ladders. He ordered, "Fire at will with all you’ve got! Purgatory Mad Dragon thinks they’re real smart coming after us after we’re depleted, so show them that we’re not one to be defeated by honorless cravens even without potions or supplies!"
Countless arrows and magic spells flew over the walls and landed on top of Purgatory Mad Dragon players. The sounds of fire burning against skin and steel cutting through flesh came together to form a symphony of death. Warsky Alliance had a couple of super high-level mages who were capable of casting what looked to be forbidden spells. I saw multiple fireballs with a radius of ten meters crashing on top of Purgatory Mad Dragon’s players and one-shotting almost all of them. They quickly became the thorn in Wang Dongliang’s side.
Wang Dongliang pointed his sword at the city again and barked, "Whte Marsh Catapults, stop whatever you’re doing for now and aim your sights at those fucking mages! When I count to 3, fire your payloads and wipe them from the surface of this earth!"
After the calibrations were complete, Wang Dongliang shouted, "1! 2! 3! Fire!"
Clack clack clack…
The ropes came loose, and nearly 30 White Marsh payloads flew toward mages at the same time. The metaphor of being buried by a mountain of money had never been so real until now. It was such a stunning sight that even the mages couldn’t comprehend what was going on for a time.
Shocked but not stunned, Warsky yelled at his mages, "The fuck are you waiting for? BLINK!!!"
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Swhoosh swhoosh swhoosh…
Those with a quick reaction time were able to Blink out of harm’s way. The rest of them couldn’t claim the same. There was a series of deafening explosions, and that corner of Gold City looked like someone had dropped a nuke on it. Hundreds of mages including a couple of super mages burned to death just like that. The power of a P2W siege weapon was definitely no joke.
"White Marsh Catapults! Fuck!"
Warsky gripped his Immortal Blade and uttered through gritted teeth, "Rally the Cyanscale Cavalry! I’ll lead the raid and destroy those White Marsh Catapults myself! We’re all going to die if we allow them to keep doing this…"
However, a half-transparent Farewell Song advised, "Calm down, Warsky. We only have less than 9000 Cyanscale Cavalrymen left, and Purgatory Mad Dragon’s forces are going to destroy them long before they even get to the White Marsh Catapults. Right now, our best bet is to block those White Marsh payloads with our flesh and blood and defend the city with all we’ve got. Don’t worry, those rocks are extraordinarily expensive, and one White Marsh Catapult can only be loaded with 20 of them max. They will run out eventually."
Warsky heeded the advice and forced himself to nod. "Very well, we’ll do as you say. By the way, can you urge our allies outside the canyons to move faster? They’re taking too long…"
"Hmph, I would rather you not entrust your hopes on those cravens. They are not our brothers, and they will not risk their lives for us. Fight as if we are the only ones against the world."
"Got it!"
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It was war both on the walls and the ground. The walls of Gold City might be indestructible, but that didn’t mean they couldn’t be covered in soot or blood. Purgatory Mad Dragon’s assault was terribly fierce, and Little Piglet had even occupied one corner of the city and begun clashing head-to-head against the defenders. Little Piglet was the invincible general of Purgatory Mad Dragon. As long as he remained alive, the players of Purgatory Mad Dragon would not lose hope.
Warsky gripped the bloody Immortal Blade until his fingers were white. Never had he yearned more to recruit Little Piglet than now.