Chapter 394
If the 500 men that Imperial Sky had just produced could turn the tide of war, then the 1,000 heads of Mechanical Servant that Zhang Yang had just summoned could easily send Imperial Sky packing home, with their tails tucked between their legs .
Just when they thought that victory was at hand, Zhang Yang had pulled something out from his pocket, using some sort of cheat code!
"Haha! Just look at their faces! It’s funny as hell!"
"Haha! I’ll tell ya, if this was a comedy movie, they could really be holding that little gold man in the Oscars!"
"Yo! Quit playing, guys! Might as well try acting for a change of profession!"
One by one, when the tables had turned against Lone Desert Smoke, players from Zhang Yang’s side started to taunt the enemy .
Before the order of attack, the mechanical army had stood still, behind the castle wall, and after Zhang Yang had called for the attack, each mechanical soldier had mobilized and jumped across the frontlines - towards the back of Imperial Sky’s defense line .
With the rain of hell being laid down to Imperial Sky, players of Lone Desert Smoke regained their vigor and joined the fray .
Statistically speaking, Lone Desert Smoke had caused quite a lot of trouble with just 1,000 elite tiered monsters at Imperial Sky’s doorstep . However, no matter how strong they may be, the mechanical soldiers were not as strong, or rather, as smart as a player! They could be easily tricked . As long as the enemy tanks could draw their aggro towards them, other players could easily handle them . However, a player would not be too direct . Naturally, they would have to deal with those "tofu" class and have the mechanical servant knock on hard wood .
Now that Lone Desert Smoke had the mechanical servants at their command, the output strength was not as simple as 1+1=2 . It was rather like a chemical reaction that would produce a massive change . It would be like introducing sodium, or even potassium metal, to water! The reaction it gives would be literally explosive!
"Zhan Yu! Don’t you think that you have won this yet!" said One Sword Stroke, as he saw how Imperial Sky’s forces were being pushed back, like a Snow Plower on the street after a cold December snow storm .
Zhang Yang smirked . Unless One Sword Stroke could summon an army like he did, there was absolutely no reason to be scared of him! He then replied confidently . "Accept your loss . This is the end, One Sword Stroke!"
One Sword Stroke suddenly smiled knowingly, as if he had another trick up his sleeve . "Did you really think that I would be stupid enough to fight you, head on in the front lines? Knowing clearly that I would die?"
"OOhhhh! I see what going on!" said Zhang Yang also with a smile . "You must be hiding some kind of "super-secret" strategy that you have already started? Like, did you have several Thieves sneaking pass the front line and trying a "backstab" strategy?"
One Sword Stroke dropped his smirk . He knew that something was odd from the way Zhang Yang had said it .
The method or means to win a Territory Conquest battle was not the kill count . If they could achieve a complete wipe, that would be great as well . The defender side would have the upper hand for they had the grounds to defend . On the contrary, the attacking side would not have to blindly attack with brute force . The method or means to win a Territory Conquest lay at the guild’s final flag that stood in the main hall!
One Sword Stroke’s main plan was to breach the main defense line . He did not care about wasting any resources . He was willing to sacrifice as many men as he wanted to get the main defense line broken . After that, he would order his team of Thieves to stealthily sneak through and destroy the flags in the main hall! Once the flag is taken, it would be Imperial Sky’s victory .
"I applaud your brilliant effort of deploying such powerful forces . But, now that you had expended such forces in the front line, how is the defense in the Territorial Hall?" said One Sword Stroke .
Zhang Yang’s smirk turned into a deafening laughter . "You said it yourself, that it would be stupid to fight in the front lines . However, let’s be clear at one thing . Even if we died right here and now, as long as the flag stills stand in the main hall, we will not lose! I feel that calling yourself stupid would be an understatement! Do you really think that I left the hall unprotected? Please do not associate your stupidity with anyone! It’s truly degrading!"
One Sword Stroke nearly choked himself at such an insult . Not only did Zhang Yang have the upper hand in combat, he also had the most poisonous tongue that anyone would probably lose their nerve whilst be talking to him! That, and the mother**** army of mechanical servants!
Those Level 85 elite tier soldiers could deal devastating damage to those non-tank class players! How could Imperial Sky still stand toe to toe with such enmity?
At the same time, Zhang Yang had just received a notification from Sun Xin Yu, saying, "There were around 20 stealth Thieves entering the main hall, I have killed them all . There’re no further threats here . "
In the next moment after Zhang Yang had given his acknowledgment to Sun Xin Yu, One Sword Stroke was seen shouting madly at something . He had even thrown his sword down in a fit of anger . Zhang Yang could have easily guessed that when he had just received the good news, One Sword Stroke had received the news of his "backstab" attempt having failed remarkably .
Based on the recent feat, Zhang Yang could still confidently say that Lone Desert Smoke has won the Territorial Conquest .
Zhang Yang relayed the good news and boosted the morale of his own guildmates . It was the ripe time to engage the final counter attack! A full-scale counterattack!
Having the mechanical servants to be the meat shields and the main attackers at the same time, members of Lone Desert Smoke could not have it any better . With great vigor, everyone laid down the last attack .
At this time, before the attack reached them, there were many players instantly dropping out of the guild . Due to the system only allowing players from the two guilds involved in the Territorial Conquest battle to remain in the battlefield, players who left the guild were instantly removed from the map .
"Crap! They had actually resorted to that method to escape?"
Zhang Yang thought to himself . The players who had just left the guild should be the elite players from Rolling Rocks, and Storm Riders that were assigned to Imperial Sky . Now that the fate of them losing the battle had been sealed, there was no reason for them to remain in the fight, only to throw their life away, losing experience points and equipment durability!
In reality, all that Zhang Yang had thought was the truth to that was what One Sword Stroke was facing . If he could cry a river, he would have!
His greed was too large . He wanted to assimilate both Rolling Rocks and Storm Riders . Little did he think that doing so would require him to win the Territorial Conquest . In this case, not only was he was on the verge of losing his dream to create a mega-guild, he was being literally pressed down by none other than Zhang Yang!
One Sword Stroke had wanted to permanently keep the members that had entered his guild . Just like how the ancient philosopher, Liu Bei had "borrowed" the province of Jing! Borrowed but not returned! It was rather unfortunate for him that the players had already left on their own even before One Sword Stroke could persuade them to stay .
It was a legendary failure!
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