Chapter Ch128.1 - The Battle of Lobositz

translator: xiin

editors: apricot & juurensha

The Crosson Show’s live stream room.

On the screen, Wei Yan and Thin Fire were fighting in a smoky Nordic seaside town. In the end, Ning Fengbei was shot by a blunderbuss, bringing the fight to a close.

Blood Pigeon let out a long sigh of relief and gave the camera two concluding sentences, “From a combat perspective, there are very few players who can surpass Little Thin…”

The off-stage director suddenly made a gesture.

The camera cut to another scene.

At the border area of an Austrian town, Wu Jin struggled to charge down a slope, and the corner of his dress was in Wei Shi’s hands, “Pull harder! Come on, quickly, quickly, quickly––”

At the edge of the screen.

Zoe’s eyes were a fearsome sight. His anger was turned up to the max, and his blade was like a flickering white ribbon.

Vera was still in a trance, while Wen Lin was looking at Zoe with a complicated expression. Chu Chu was silent for two seconds in shock, and then she stumbled up and reached out, “No, no, you can’t pull at it! The bows are pleated, and they’re really expensive! God Contestant Wei, I-I’ll take it off for Little Witch––”

There was a ripping sound.

The battlefield seemed to have been shocked awake from a magic spell. Wu Jin was happy to have had the first layer of the skirt torn off by the big boss, and made use of inertia to run towards the double headed eagle flag, beckoning for the big boss to follow.

Wei Shi rubbed his fingertips against the corner of the skirt twice and lifted his eyelids slightly to look emotionlessly at Zoe.

Zoe’s arms suddenly burst out with power, the long blade cutting down!

Wei Shi’s body dodged to the side like a ghost.

Chu Chu was trembling as she looked at the remnants of the dress: “Skirt… oh the skirt…”

Wu Jin dragged the remaining six layers of the dress with him up onto the platform, pulling up the flag in a flash of light––

At the top of the instance, the gentle voice of Madame de Pompadour finally rang out again.

“Four warriors have chosen Austria, and the rest will be sent to Prussia. In the town of Lobositz, there are mountains to the back and rivers to the side.”

The mountains and rivers shifted slightly in the light, and the smells in the entire instance intensified. A battle channel seemed to suddenly be cut open by a sharp axe, splitting the two teams apart. Pompadour spoke slowly, “The Austrian army is 40% larger than the Prussian army, but Prussia has more elite cavalry, in addition to 40 cannons and 20 field guns. In order to resist the Prussian army, Austria entrenched themselves into their current positions a few days ago.”

The wet land suddenly split apart, and at the edge of the river bed, cannon platforms and heavy artillery all surfaced one by one. The clear sky was half taken over by black clouds, and thunder boomed!

These cannons and old style guns were very eye-catching even amidst raindrops that were as big as beans.

Instance items had appeared.

“Weapons!” Vera finally came back to her senses. She picked up two of them, tossing one to Wu Jin. The edge of the field was illuminated by streaks of electric light, and there were countless soldiers in military uniforms coming up to the edge of the river. Their bodies were milky white and translucent, and some had bandages around their shoulders, while others had vague faces that had been wounded by firearms. They all kept their pre-death appearances.

When the war horn sounded out, the cavalry at the front––or, in other words, the undead soldiers, still maintained the most primitive type of animation. They called out with hoarse voices, calling out chaotically as they manipulated the equally bloody, rotting horses to charge at the trenches.

Vera sucked in a breath of cold air.

They were trapped in Madame de Pompadour’s sand table. And this sand table was a complete recreation of the Battle of Lobositz––

Gloomy and miserable, the wind mourned as the sun set. Ghosts wailed everywhere, and the skies were overcast, the smells overwhelming.

“Water ghost.” Wu Jin murmured.

Vera; “Wha-what?!”

Wu Jin: “Look at them.” They were Austrian soldiers who’d been killed in battle. “Their faces are puffed up, and their abdomens are bulging. Nearly half of them died from drowning.” This was an extremely abnormal situation for a war campaign.

Vera narrowed her eyes, and she spoke quickly after a few seconds of silence, “The field guns have a curved trajectory and are used for long-range surprise attacks. Chu Chu, you’re a sniper, right?”

Chu Chu hurried to nod, “I’ll go.”

Wu Jin held the handle of the gun that Vera had handed over, “The cannons are for direct attacks, but we don’t have any heavy artillery members. The two assault positions can take turns and rotate. Vera?”

Vera smiled brightly and moved up to stand next to Wu Jin, “Let’s go together.”

“Wei––” Wu Jin looked towards Wei Shi last, “Brother Wei!”

The youth’s tone when he called out to Wei Shi seemed to float for half a beat, but Wu Jin quickly blanked out the expression from his small, round face when he realized what he’d done.

Wei Shi nodded, “Okay.”

Chu Chu and Vera: ??? What did you two talk about?

Contestant Wei hefted the barrel twice, then nimbly set up the bayonet. He bent his left arm downwards in the mist, tilted his neck to the right, and his line of sight overlapped with the trajectory of the gun––

The bullet burst out of the chamber.

Across the trenches, Zoe let out a muffled grunt.

Wu Jin, who was still in the middle of loading up his gun, was stunned for a moment. The big boss wouldn’t have eliminated Zoe just like that, right…

Wei Shi stopped attacking.

From over ten meters away, Zoe, who’d been able to dodge the bullet, spoke in a flat tone, “You guys take up sniper positions. I’ll be the assault for this round.”

Wei Shi beckoned to Wu Jin.

Wu Jin pitter-pattered over, his waist a little heated. The big boss spoke, “Continue.”

The second layer of the fluffy lace dress fell off. The man’s actions were sharp and violent, and his eyes were focused on his task. It was nothing like a man removing clothing for a beauty, and more like removing armor for a little general. The fingertips that were covered in gun calluses were obviously unfamiliar with this type of delicate garment with its secret fastenings, but there was an inexplicable sense of violent aesthetic when he removed the layers of lace.

The champagne colored silk threads were torn apart. The youth sat there quietly, waiting to be peeled out layer by layer, but suddenly, his keen senses alerted him to footsteps from the opposite side, and he toppled down, bringing the big boss with him, pulling out the long gun at the man’s waist as he moved––

There were two bangs, ringing out at the same time from both sides of the trench.

Zoe turned around to hide behind a bunker. He almost vomited blood when he saw Wu Jin covering Wei Shi, and he immediately pulled out his gun again.

Wu Jin pushed the big boss, “Run!”

As the mist cleared up, their field of vision became clear again. Both sides were shocked when they saw the situation on the other side of the trench. Zoe was taking the lead with a gun in hand while the two female contestants guarded his sides and Wen Lin calmly guarded their cannon platforms. On Wu Jin’s side, the two cannons were manned, and Austrian soldiers occupied the entire valley.

The cannons exploded!

Wu Jin slid and slipped as he threw himself behind the turret, finally raising up the double-headed eagle flag. At the turret on the opposite side, Wen Lin lifted up his flag at the same time––

This battle was a real war between nations.

The purpose of the players’ surprise attack was to open up a gap and create opportunities for the countless souls behind them. Their goal was to lead the spirits in a war that had taken place over ten centuries ago, flipping the tables on a battle that had once led to an inevitable defeat.

Wu Jin: “Grenadiers, clear the trenches! Cannons form a defensive line at the front!”

On the opposite side, Wen Lin no longer attempted to attack from the front. The lines of the Prussian army disappeared from the river bank under his command. Wu Jin narrowed his eyes in the direction of the disappearing soldiers and immediately added another order, “I’ll send two cannons to the south flank––”

The mist rose up again, and the youth forged ahead with the simple cannon platforms.

At the front lines of the battle, Zoe had already begun to fight against Wei Shi, their blades glinting with pale light.

In the Crosson Show live broadcast room, Blood Pigeon nodded and praised, “Zoe is very talented in the assault position. In time, he will become the all-rounder player that White Moonlight needs the most––”

“Of course, Contestant Wei’s strength should not be underestimated.”

The scrolling comments were flying across the screen, “Snatching away my Little Witch! The bride’s family is not willing!!! Punch Contestant Wei!!!”

Ying Xiangxiang: “If I remember right, the four of them are roommates?”

Blood Pigeon nodded. He thought for a moment, then added, “Zoe’s strategy is very suitable. It’s very difficult for Contestant Wu to make a difference in the battle due to his clothes. As long as Zoe can stop Contestant Wei, who was helping him deal with his skirt, he will be able to defeat the hostile forces without wasting a single soldier.”

Ying Xiangxiang looked at Blood Pigeon, for whom ‘everything was all very reasonable’, “……”

In the field, the rain was falling violently.

Several cameras surrounded Zoe and Wei Shi. Zoe could only grit his teeth to hold back the thousands of questions that he wanted to ask. Guns from the 18th century were completely useless in close combat, so both of them had switched to blades one after another. Halfway through the fight, Wu Jin finished pushing the cannon platform and snuck over, sticking his head in for a look––

Wei Shi sliced down with his bayonet.

Zoe’s pupils contracted, “What are you––” He’d taken advantage of Little Witch and even wanted to eliminate him! This scum man who was willing to do anything for the same of going up in the ranks! Scum!

Wu Jin pulled his head back, happy and excited as he took advantage of the big boss’s bayonet blade to tear off another two layers of his skirt.

Zoe: “……”

Wei Shi: Heh.

Zoe’s eyes narrowed slightly, and he released intense brain waves with the message: Get out of the way.

Wei Shi: Are you sure.

Zoe: Scum man, let Little Witch out.

Wei Shi shifted one shoulder and took it easy on Zoe.

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