My Players Are So Fierce-Chapter 420

Chapter 420: Transia Travelogue Volume Two – Black Plague Chronicles Begin

The troublemaking soldier who rashly jumped into the trap due to his excessive belligerence didn’t end up dying.

Although in his current situation of being held up, death seemed inevitable either way, this didn’t stop his survival instinct from coming up with some abstract performances when faced with a desperate situation.

When he tremblingly accepted that “killing gun” which would certainly result in death once the trigger was pulled, the fellow’s eyes rolled back in front of everyone as he “fainted” while foaming at the mouth.

Well then.

This act was too crude.

Even if you brought a flesh-eating gnoll over, they probably wouldn’t believe this fellow’s overly direct “performance”, but amid the dead silence, Maxim didn’t pursue the matter further.

The vampire general just gave a cold laugh, moving his gaze from the “faint-escaping” fool to look at the others. The previously aggressive soldier thugs all lowered their heads under that sweeping gaze.

Their momentum was lost, their courage shattered.

Now, forget about raising flags in rebellion, they didn’t even have the courage to face these Transian madmen directly.

From this perspective, although Bricklayer’s luck was poor, his chosen method of confrontation proved quite effective. For these belligerent dregs, whenever they encountered someone more fierce than themselves, submission in droves became their only choice.

“Get back to your barracks.”

Grayman picked up the blood-stained revolver, shouting sternly amid the undisguised contemptuous laughter of a group of wild local foremen behind him:

“Local civil servants will come soon to register and assign your placements. For the sake of your not-so-precious lives and meaningless face, I suggest you don’t try any more of these shenanigans.

If you really want to resist, then show some actual action!”

Those soldier thugs were scolded like grandsons.

But they had no power to retort, hanging their heads in shame one by one, and when leaving they even had to carry away that fool who had lost all their face by still pretending to be unconscious.

This scene quickly spread throughout the vicinity, and continued spreading throughout the 50,000-person military camp as time passed.

Many people abandoned thoughts of causing trouble because of this, realizing these Transians were different from the barbarians in their impression, but there were still many who felt the Transians were underestimating them.

These fellows secretly conspired to plan something bigger, however their courage that had just been mustered from humiliation quickly dissipated with the arrival of Knight Commander Valand leading 300 Winged Cavalry to the military camp.

Later, with the continuous arrival of new Blood Vulture Clan core members led by the student faction, that brewing resistance disappeared with the wind.

Losing face was a small matter, being charged by Winged Cavalry and dying without an intact corpse was a big deal.

Forget it, forget it.

A real man knows when to bend and stretch, they consoled themselves thus, willingly giving up their last possible chance to escape the Transian system.

All of this was collected by the spies planted throughout the camp by the Goldflower military observation group that accompanied the army, and the information was quickly summarized through reports to Colonel Frayzer and several of his confidant commanders.

After realizing the situation at the temporary military camp had been suppressed, these officers planned to head to Crimson Citadel to have an audience with the local Governor.

But the entire observation group had nearly 100 commanders alone, they couldn’t all leave. Therefore, before setting out, Colonel Frayzer specifically held a meeting with several officers who would remain behind.

The meeting content was about everything that happened in the temporary military camp and their action plans going forward.

As a commander with an intelligence officer background, Colonel Frayzer had forged his own command style during the Ten-Year War. Unlike Marshal Loren who favored bold moves and fierce troop deployments, Colonel Frayzer preferred precise operational command based on battlefield awareness brought by intelligence.

Although this was his first time independently leading troops in battle, he had been very focused on intelligence work from the beginning.

In the tent, the colonel distributed the currently collected information to his five major officers who actually led troops. Sitting in the main seat, he went straight to the topic without wasting time on small talk:

“I will go to Crimson Citadel with Major Ron to discuss our garrison and pre-war preparations with Governor Murphy and Regent Miriam. This won’t take too much time, we’ll be back in five days at most.

But I need to ensure your work in the camp remains orderly during my absence.

I don’t doubt your military qualities – after all, fools couldn’t obtain officer ranks under Marshal Loren. My only concern is that your misconceptions about Transians might lead you to choose incorrect response methods when facing them.

You should all have heard about what happened in the camp last night and today. I want to hear your thoughts now.”

“I heard someone chose to shoot himself with a gun to suppress the thugs’ momentum?”

In response to Frayzer’s inquiry, a young robust Major Reno Dracan immediately answered while leaning on his knight’s sword:

“If this is true, then the rumors about Transians not caring about life are true. They are so ruthless to themselves, their attitude towards others’ lives is even more worth pondering.”

“Why don’t you just say they’re madmen?”

Another effeminate blonde Major Norse Lucerne pursed his lips, looking at the various intelligence reports in his hands while saying in a low voice:

“These fellows aren’t easy to deal with, not just in terms of combat ability. Before leaving the fortress we already learned about the full process of their gnoll expulsion campaign from Marshal Loren’s intelligence officers. We have no doubt about the Transian barbarians’ combat ability.

But honestly, how to deal with madmen is indeed a process that tests one’s patience and reaction ability.

If you ask me, I’m not confident in maintaining a relatively normal interactive relationship with these barbarians.”

“We don’t even need to consider interaction between both sides – after all, we were never friends with them, and there’s no need to put on any unpleasant friendly pretenses.”

The third Major Dunn, responsible for commanding artillery but currently without any direct subordinates, played with several tarot cards in his hand while saying with a gloomy expression:

“After our garrison location is determined, we only need to maintain the situation around our garrison and patiently wait for the Black Plague to arrive. Of course we should look for a safe retreat route in advance. Honestly, I don’t believe current Transia has sufficient ability to resist the intensity of the Black Plague.

Just like the strategy adopted by the kingdom’s foreign affairs department.

Although we currently recognize Governor Murphy’s control over Transia, the premise of carrying out actual diplomatic activities is that Transia’s regime can still exist after the Black Plague ends.

If the other party is destined to die, then we’re already being very decent by not stepping on them before their death. There’s absolutely no need to waste time on deeper exchanges between both sides.”

The responses from these three made Frayzer nod.

The colonel looked at them, his gaze aimlessly stopping on the family crests on their breastplates.

Although their individual abilities were quite outstanding, the fact that they could be stuffed into the observation group and granted military authority proved that, like Frayzer, they came from distinguished backgrounds.

Although these three families weren’t as illustrious as the Carpe family, they were already quite prominent among the military nobility circles of the Goldflower Kingdom. Though they weren’t the eldest sons of their families, they were still given certain expectations. This operation held great significance for their career paths.

Therefore Colonel Frayzer wasn’t worried about these fellows secretly pulling any tricks, anyone with a brain knew that sincere cooperation was the best choice in the current situation.

This was the choice that was good for everyone.

His gaze turned to the last two officers maintaining silence, Major Bird and Major Roberts. The two had poor backgrounds and had climbed up step by step from the grassroots, but their “professional abilities” were very outstanding.

This was also the reason for their appearance in this observation group shining with family crests. The colonel very much hoped to hear the opinions of these two veterans who had smelled gunpowder.

His expectation was also sensed by the two silent officers. After several seconds of contemplation, the bearded Major Roberts leaning on his cane answered:

“We should assist them in quickly completing the reorganization and reception of 50,000 border troops. Only when they quickly finish this matter can the Transian regime put most of their energy into war preparations.

This land after all is not King Louis’ territory, we don’t have freedom of action here.

This means that even when the war begins, we can only appear as supporting roles.

Transian affairs ultimately need to be handled by Transians themselves. Once their warfare becomes unfavorable, we will also be implicated.

Marshal Loren has a good saying, he would rather charge a formation of 1,000 men together with 10 warriors than defend and wait for relief with 100 foolish deadweights.

In the current situation, helping the Transians is helping ourselves.”

“Gnolls won’t care whether those before them are Transian barbarians or Goldflower soldiers.”

Major Bird, maintaining a military posture with his hands behind his back, said concisely:

“Emphasizing past grudges under the big background of the Black Plague really isn’t the correct choice. The premise of distinguishing friend from foe is that both sides are civilized people.

If we want to win a victory in Transia that can prove our strength, we need the Transians’ cooperation.

Maintaining a good relationship is necessary.”

“Mm.”

Frayzer finally showed a satisfied expression, this was the correct strategy he wanted to hear.

Sure enough, the insights of commanders who crawled out from piles of corpses differed greatly from those raised in luxury. The three noble officers with backgrounds like his had good talent, but they still hadn’t understood the true essence of war.

It seems Marshal Loren and General Soros’ intention in sending these young people to this dangerous land of Transia must lie here.

These people who were destined to become pillars of the Goldflower Kingdom military in the future must see blood.

“Then, let me share my thoughts.”

Frayzer looked at the time, there were twenty minutes until his departure for Crimson Citadel. He coughed once and said to the others in the tent:

“I have been to Transia before. I once fought together with local vampire remnants and their warriors against the fallen Blood Vulture Grand Duke Salrokdar.

I say without exaggeration that battle changed me.

It not only taught me to discern true threats hidden beneath appearances, but also let me see another side of Transians beyond barbarism.

Actually before receiving news of the Black Plague’s approach, I had already confirmed that the new regime currently rising from ruins and its helmsman Lord Murphy would not give up what they now possess no matter what difficulties they encounter.

Therefore, I can definitely tell everyone, there’s no need to doubt the Transians’ determination in the Black Plague!

From the big background perspective of the civilized world opposing barbarians, they are the best allies we can find in Transia.

Therefore, I require you all to strictly discipline your subordinate soldiers in these few days. Do not allow them to create friction with local Transians, and especially do not allow you to actively provoke the other side.

I hope you can understand, although Marshal Loren repeatedly mocks Governor Murphy as a sissy, based on my understanding of the Marshal, if he truly didn’t value Murphy and his regime and soldiers, then this vampire’s name wouldn’t appear so many times in the Marshal’s mouth.

I hope you understand the Marshal’s true intention in dispatching us here.

The second hidden element besides opposing the Black Plague.”

Speaking to here, Frayzer paused. Seeing everyone’s gazes in the tent concentrated on him, he then explained:

“The Marshal hopes for us young kingdom officers to see with our own eyes how Transians fight. We need to constantly observe their tactics and methods, analyze their actions, find their weaknesses and record them.

Because the Black Plague is not the end of everything!

Everyone.

The Goldflower Kingdom and Nordtov Kingdom must have a decisive battle in the future, one that will determine who is the continent’s hegemon, who is the leader of human civilization.

However before that, whether us or the northerners, we must first defeat this narrow territory of Transia lying between the two countries and use it as the battleground.

That is to say before our decisive battle with the northerners, we must first defeat the Transian barbarians in our eyes!

They are our allies now, but enemies in the future.

We cannot be careless.

Because the war with Transia is to be conducted by us, only by knowing both ourselves and the enemy can we win every battle. This is the significance of our coming here.

I hope everyone can temporarily put down their pride. I hope you can treat our Transian friends with prudence.

Actually, I have a feeling.”

The colonel said softly:

“I had this feeling when I left Transia last time. The Black Plague won’t destroy this place, it is a flame that tempers steel, its only reason for existence is to help Transians be reborn through fire.

They are true formidable opponents.

Just from my personal view, I even think Murphy and his wolf pack are more dangerous than the decadent northerners.

Nordtov is big but that’s just a clay giant. The decaying regime desperately maintained by the Wolf Queen cannot withstand a single blow in the face of the kingdom’s terrifying military potential.

But Murphy and his Transia that will surely be reborn through fire…

Frankly speaking I feel the Marshal may have made a mistake, he really should have sent soldiers to completely occupy this place after that Astral Realm rift descended on Kadman City.

However, we have already lost that opportunity, lost it forever.”

Frayzer’s words made the other officers in the tent look at each other. After several seconds, Major Reno who spoke first touched his nose and said:

“I feel you’re being alarmist. Current Transia has no possibility of threatening the kingdom from any angle. Apart from their truly fearless madness, they cannot possibly be a match for the Pioneer Army led by the Marshal.

But I have to admit, none of us understand this land as much as you do, so we will obey your orders and observe and record everything about Transia in our own way.

As you said in the preface of your bestselling book, we are all His Majesty’s eyes, we will bring everything about Transia to His Majesty.

Whether good or bad.”

“Very good, I’m relieved that you can understand this point.”

The colonel nodded with satisfaction.

He stood up, and his orderly stepped forward to drape a cloak bearing the Pioneer Army’s military emblem over him. This orderly with ordinary features who acted low-key and completely unremarkable was himself a Silver-rank fencer.

There were exactly four such orderlies and guards around Colonel Frayzer like this one.

These were all Count Leon’s protection for his only son.

The colonel couldn’t refuse and hadn’t thought of refusing.

As he said, in a land that produces barbarians, no protection could be too strict.

“Colonel, we heard you have some personal relationship with Transia’s Crimson Regent?”

When seeing Frayzer off from the camp, the major who was playing with tarot cards earlier looked left and right, approached him and said in a low playful voice:

“Many people are guessing that before we achieve victory against the gnolls in Transia, our commander is very likely to achieve a ‘glorious victory’ over Transians! Their Crimson Regent will become the lover of a Goldflower Kingdom colonel.

Here, this is men’s perfume I got at great cost from the elves. It’s free for you to use this time. Remember my kindness after success, put in a good word for me before the Marshal.”

“Dunn! This is a military camp. Goodness, if your brother saw you like this, he would surely feel ashamed.”

Frayzer sighed helplessly and said:

“You don’t want your brother to look down on you either, right?”

“Heh, who cares about his opinion.”

The somewhat handsome but androgynous Major Dunn flicked his flamboyant curls. Blinking his bright eyes that held a trace of gloom, he pouted and said:

“My brother is determined to compete with you for the title of ‘youngest brigadier general’ in the Goldflower Kingdom. I just hope you put in more effort and don’t get outdone by that hypocrite. He’s destined to inherit the family’s glory.

As for me…

Father’s expectation for me is just not to shame the family, nothing more. So my interest in war can’t even compare to my gossip interest in you and that Regent lady.

Hey, you represent the male charm of the Goldflower Kingdom!

Put in some effort, will you!”