Chapter 1989: Chapter 664: Split Claw’s Rage
The Transia people have achieved another military victory.
On the day Murphy returned to the Blackfla Mountain Pass, news was spreading like wildfire that the Transia people had deployed an army of 3,000 to resist a force of 15,000 Wolf People and had destroyed the Split Claw Vanguard Position. This beca another symbol of the Transia people’s war enthusiasm, following the legend of the Fortress of Courage.
People have even turned it into poems and songs about the “Battle of the Death Plateau” that are being spread far and wide.
It’s evident that this isn’t sothing the ordinary Big Head Soldiers could have pulled off. If Murphy guessed correctly, it was probably mbers of the Blood Rat Gang under Doris’s command doing it secretly. Those rats in the gray areas know well how to spread reputation.
In fact, the most important work the Blood Rat Gang did during this Black Disaster was collecting the victories of the Transia people and spreading them.
This is called the battle for the public opinion battleground.
As soon as Murphy set foot in Lord Hether’s command post, the Black Fla Pass Quartermaster finally calculated the terrifying amount of military supplies the Transia people exchanged this ti.
It was a terrifying number that would make all of Lord Hether’s quartermasters spit blood in rage.
Because this ti, there indeed was a mishap in the “nurical design” by the developnt team, but this mistake did not co from Murphy’s errors. Instead, it was a “trap” secretly set by the Vampire Lord during the initial discussions between Murphy and Lord Hether about the distribution of spoils.
According to Lord Hether’s understanding of war, even if the Transia people were good at fighting, killing ten Wolf People and Gnolls in a single battle was already the limit. Therefore, she generously set the price for killing one Wolf Person as 2 honor points and agreed to the “assist rewards” and “death stipend” concepts proposed by the cunning Murphy.
This is actually quite normal.
Lord Hether also felt that it was right to reward warriors who paid the price of life for victory, even if that price was only three days, that was still a heroic death worthy of reward.
As for the assist rewards, they did not need to be discussed.
When the Blood Covenant Clan calculated war rits, they also calculated team honors. In Hether’s view, as long as warriors ford a team to fight, everyone in the team should enjoy the achievents gained by their companions. This is a fair practice.
The problem arose because Lord Hether underestimated the Transia people’s combative nature and their terrifying “war artistry.”
To what extent did this thing’s value swell after the “Battle of the Death Plateau”?
Among the players who went to fight that night, the minimum honor value obtained after calculation was 8147 points! The highest honor value was obtained by Top Shark, who survived, and his final honor value was 12484 points.
What does this an?
Lord Hether’s set price for the most expensive Dwarf Artisan Plate Armor in the quartermasters’ inventory was 6000 points.
She thought this was already an absurdly high black-market price.
Because normally, for a warrior to earn 6000 points, it would an killing 3000 Wolf People or 6000 Gnolls. Is such a score even possible for a normal person?
Even if accumulated day by day, killing 20 Wolf People each day as post-lunch entertainnt, it would still take half a year to accumulate this score, right?
In short, upon learning about the Transia people’s victory in the Battle of the Death Plateau, Lord Hether’s initial reaction was wild joy, that was a commander’s intrinsic desire for victory.
But her second reaction was a headache.
She knew she had fallen into Murphy’s nurical trap, and the best batch of military supplies in her warehouse would now be “looted” by the Transia people.
What made it even more frustrating was that she had no reason to stop Murphy’s warriors from doing so.
Shield Dwarves, although fond of gambling and each one a drunkard, are still prideful. They would not commit such a foolish act as going back on one’s word.
Therefore, amid the Quartermasters scolding with expressions like that of Sima Yi, the soldiers of the supply system reluctantly opened the two most precious supply warehouses at Blackfla Mountain Pass, and the veteran players who had been waiting there were not polite.
They surged forward, exchanging all their honor points.
Top Shark alone carried two sets of Dwarf Artisan Plate Armor out of the warehouse. However, being a Berserker, he didn’t need this stuff, so he straightforwardly followed ow Brother’s suggestion and set up an “online auction”!
He posted it on the Transia Tavern app, and it was instantly sold by a mysterious buyer as soon as it went up.
This efficiency left Top Shark dumbfounded.
He turned back to ow Brother and said:
“Damn, I priced a set of armor at fifty thousand bucks! How did it just disappear in a blink of an eye?”
“You, damn it…”
Upon hearing that Top Shark gave such an earnest price, ow Brother jumped in anger, eager to punch that shiny forehead.
He scolded in grief and indignation:
“You’re such a spendthrift! This is Dwarf Artisan Plate Armor, damn it! It’s top-quality stuff for a commander; the attribute bonuses are comparable to T2, with defense exceeding T1, and it’s a limited-edition item with 900 sets for exchange that you can’t buy in the ga with money!
And you sold it for just fifty thousand bucks?
Ah, you really piss off.
If the attributes et the standards, you could use it all the way to the Gold Stage!
Look, even Lord Hether wears it herself!
Damn, such a good item, the base price is at least a hundred thousand bucks, okay? Fetching two hundred thousand wouldn’t even be surprising.”
“Ah, I didn’t know!”
Top Shark also showed a look of agony, slapped his face repeatedly, and said mournfully:
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