Chapter 80: Execution
Although players belonged to the Yellow Turban camp, they were not soldiers.
Trying to command players the same way one commanded soldiers?
That simply would not work.
Unless Deputy General Deng could do as Xiao Wen had done, grabbing a few troublemakers and killing the chicken to warn the monkeys, slaughtering those fellows until they were afraid, until they had no choice but to obey.
Only then would it work.
However, judging by the current situation, that seemed impossible.
A group of players rushed toward Xiao Wen one after another, afraid they would be too slow and fall behind. They launched attacks nonstop, countless blades and forces whistling over, stirring waves of air-breaking sounds in the sky.
As the sounds rang out, all those forces came slashing toward Xiao Wen.
Xiao Wen’s expression was calm, without the slightest fear.
After all, fighting these players was much easier than fighting Deng Mao.
Although there were many of these players, their quality was generally low. The vast majority were below level twenty, and only a small number of lucky ones had reached level twenty or above.
Even so, their levels were not very high. They had not even reached level twenty-five.
Therefore, when dealing with these people, Xiao Wen appeared much more relaxed.
He used Divine Dragon Stride, his body like a swimming dragon, swaying left and right as he dodged the players’ attacks.
As he avoided those attacks, Xiao Wen struck.
The Profound Spirit Battle Halberd in his hand stabbed forward repeatedly, bringing up waves of air-breaking sounds and instantly killing several people.
He killed people all the way while dodging left and right with exquisite movement technique. For a time, no one could cause Xiao Wen much damage.
Instead, Deng Mao, who was in the crowd, was blocked by these disobedient players and nearly spat blood from anger.
The long saber in his hand danced, and he directly began killing. In just a short moment, dozens of saber lights surged out, spreading everywhere as they killed the players from the same camp blocking his path. He charged toward Xiao Wen at the center.
An NPC attacking players?
When this group of players saw this, they naturally could not hold back and began resisting one after another.
Whether they could capture Zhuo County was no longer important. In any case, this was just a game.
What they had to do now was cut down Deng Mao and vent the anger in their hearts!
Damn it!
A mere NPC actually dared to offend his superiors?
Cut the bastard down!
And so, among the players who had originally been chasing Xiao Wen, more than half immediately split off and charged toward Deng Mao.
Xiao Wen’s pressure decreased sharply. The corners of his mouth rose slightly, and he could not help revealing a faint smile.
Similar situations had happened several times in his previous life.
If the NPCs under a lord could rebel, why couldn’t lord players under an NPC rebel?
In fact, incidents like this had even led to several farcical battles in the game.
Originally, with the players’ support, their NPC camp had already gained an absolute advantage on the battlefield and was only one step away from victory.
However, that final step became an eternal farewell.
The absolute advantage they had already obtained collapsed because a certain NPC general said one wrong sentence and offended the players.
The players spoke out in resistance, and the NPC directly attacked and killed people, intending to use the troublemakers’ heads to uphold military law.
The result...
It was easy to imagine!
How could a group of players who called themselves lords endure such humiliation?
Even if the mission failed, they still had to slash down hard and cut that guy down.
At most, they would lose the reward. It was not like there was any punishment, right?
So...
Kill!
Then came a group of players turning against their own side and clashing with the NPCs, killing eight hundred enemies while losing one thousand of their own, letting the enemy camp profit from the chaos.
Such incidents appeared repeatedly, seriously affecting the later course of the game, and even the strengthening of Jiuzhou after the fusion of virtual and reality.
This forced official personnel to step in and mediate, using certain people to formulate rules that restricted players’ two-faced behavior in the game. Even if they wanted revenge, they had to wait until after the great battle ended and the rewards were settled.
Of course, these were all farcical incidents from the game in his previous life, becoming topics many players chatted about after meals.
However, although they were only topics of conversation, Xiao Wen was making full use of them right now.
He used the Yellow Turban camp’s players to rebel against Deng Mao and inflict damage on him.
However, these players were not even Xiao Wen’s match, so how could they beat Deng Mao, who was even stronger?
Several minutes later, a pile of corpses had gathered around Deng Mao.
However, although Deng Mao had killed all these people, his own consumption was not small either.
Fortunately, the slaughter just now finally made this group of players, whose heads had been clouded by money, calm down.
They glared viciously at Deng Mao, then cursed as they scattered to the left and right.
Damn it!
This madman!
We came to help him, yet he actually tried to kill us?
Does he really think that a mere NPC like him can beat the expert without our help?
He’s asking to be abused!
Doesn’t he want to fight?
Doesn’t he not want us to interfere?
Fine!
We’ll just watch the show. Once both of you are badly wounded, we’ll make our move.
In the nearby chat channel of the players, the moment this idea was proposed, it quickly received the approval of countless players.
Between a full-health expert and a low-health expert, which one was easier to kill?
Obviously the latter!
Xiao Wen: ...
You people are saying all this right in front of me. Do you really think I don’t exist?
Looking at those savage remarks in the chat channel, Xiao Wen fell silent.
These bastards!
Their ideas were very full, but reality was very bony!
To me, you people no longer have any value. Once I take down Deng Mao, I can turn around and take all of you down too!
Xiao Wen thought silently in his heart. Taking advantage of the players around him scattering, he raised the Profound Spirit Battle Halberd and charged straight at Deng Mao.
The moment he attacked, Xiao Wen went all out.
He directly sacrificed three pieces of Silver equipment from his backpack and activated Army-Breaking Strike. With one slash of his halberd, a crescent-shaped blade immediately appeared in the sky and cut toward Deng Mao.
Deng Mao advanced without retreating and naturally had no fear. With a loud shout, he charged forward. The long saber in his hand danced continuously, forming waves of saber flowers in the air.
However, Xiao Wen’s Army-Breaking Strike directly cut through the long saber in his hand. Deng Mao’s entire body was sent flying sideways and fell to the ground, gasping heavily. A wound appeared on his chest, and blood dripped down along it.
Defense broken! HP -899.
A huge red damage number flashed past. Xiao Wen’s gaze was extremely calm.
Although one halberd had heavily wounded Deng Mao, he did not hesitate at all and continued attacking.
Deng Mao was furious. He threw away the broken blade in his hand, then picked up another saber and charged over again.
“Dog official, take my saber! Half-Moon Slash!”
Deng Mao gave a low shout, gripping the saber with both hands as power surged and he chopped down directly.
Saber qi spread out. A sharp saber aura attached itself to the blade and slashed down toward Xiao Wen’s head.
Xiao Wen neither dodged nor avoided it. He faced it head-on and directly thrust out his halberd.
Skill: Dragon King Break!
This was a fighting style of exchanging death for death!
Deng Mao did not hesitate in the slightest. The downward momentum of his saber grew even faster.
However, before Deng Mao’s long saber could fully chop down, a dragon-python cry suddenly rang out.
Roar!
The dragon-python phantom condensed around Xiao Wen appeared, blocking the fatal strike for him.
Meanwhile, Xiao Wen’s battle halberd carried a dragon’s roar as it directly pierced through Deng Mao’s chest.
Critical hit! HP -1999.
Yellow Turban Deputy General Deng Mao, dead!
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