I Became the King of Villains In the Game

"General Mersa, this way."

Two adjutants escorted the generals of Anlong's army and evacuated from the rear of the barracks.

One of them leaned over and whispered:

"Your order has been conveyed. The Seventh Army will detonate all the explosives on time... In addition, the Second Army deployed in advance is already waiting in the underground passage. It will come to pick us up later, join the main force and leave together."

"very good."

General Mersa said something expressionless.

As he walked quickly, he straightened the military cap on his head and patted the dust on his shoulders, as if he didn't want the soldiers under him to see him in a mess.

Soon, Anlong's army, which received the retreat order, continued to pour in. Following the general and other high-level military troops, they came to the northeast corner of the bridgehead and entered through the gate of an inconspicuous bungalow.

There is another world inside, the living room can't see the furniture and decorations, it is empty, and in the middle of the floor is a huge underground passage entrance, which is square and can accommodate dozens of people to enter side by side, and the steps lead to the dark place below.

There were already soldiers guarding here, and when they saw the general and other high-level officials coming, they immediately saluted.

General Mersa nodded towards the soldiers, and was about to enter through the underground entrance, when a herald suddenly ran behind him, his face full of anxiety.

"Um?"

The general stopped and frowned at each other.

"General, there is an urgent message from the Seventh Legion, indicating that all the detonators have failed...the powder kegs buried before may...may not be detonated on time!"

"Damn it!"

General Mersa couldn't help but curse on the spot.

He knew that time was running out, and if the explosives could not be detonated, then all the arrangements would be in vain... Not only would this important military fortress be lost, but it would also be impossible to hold back the enemy's footsteps, and the retreat of his own troops might be intercepted midway. At that time, the casualties will be extremely heavy, and even the entire army will be wiped out!

The strength of the Imperial Army is obvious to all, and no one can guarantee whether they can live to see the sun of tomorrow.

"Do you know why?"

General Mersa forcibly calmed down his anxious mood, and asked in a deep voice.

"It's not clear yet... But according to Colonel Miller of the Seventh Army, there may be a problem with the gunpowder, which caused the timing detonation device to fail to work normally."

The herald wiped his cold sweat and said with a pale face.

The rest of the high-level command looked at the general, and they all realized the seriousness of the problem.

"What's next? General."

someone asked.

With a sullen face, General Mersa paced up and down, and after a few breaths, he looked at the adjutant.

"It seems that we can only send someone to detonate the explosives at close range..."

"However, general...there are more than a dozen explosives areas under the bridgehead, and they are not connected to the bridge. Our number of death squads is running out, and I'm afraid it will be difficult to complete this task..."

The adjutant said in embarrassment.

He immediately spoke hesitantly:

"If you force other legions to implement it, I'm afraid the royal family and the joint military command will have opinions on you..."

"Joint Military Command? To hell! Soldiers have to obey!"

After hearing what the adjutant said, General Mersa couldn't help being furious.

"As the enemy, the imperial army is already strong, but our allies are still fussing about all kinds of trivial matters... I really don't know how to fight this battle!"

The United Kingdom of Anlong, headed by the three principalities and composed of dozens of small countries, is not as united as it appears on the surface, and various internal contradictions have long appeared... The joint military command that was temporarily formed because of the war has always It was to trip up Mertha.

He had already suffocated the fire in his stomach.

"Let the group of undead strangers who have taken refuge in the royal family go!"

General Mersa said with a sullen face.

"That's right, this kind of thing should let them go..."

The rest of the top military officials thought about it and nodded in agreement.

Anyway, the Undead Stranger will not really die, so it is very suitable for such a task.

Seeing this, the adjutant turned his head and gestured to the orderly, who nodded quickly.

"Yes, General, I will pass on your order to the Undead Stranger Legion immediately."

He said, turned around and left here.

Not long after, the Miracle Guild players who had just experienced a round of fighting and resurrected from a certain corner of the bridgehead received task prompts from the panel.

"Huh? Another new mission?"

A player wondered.

But when they read the mission description, their faces changed drastically.

"Zhuo! The military is using us as cannon fodder!"

"Hurry up and notify the president and vice president to see what to do next."

Everyone used the chat channel to get in touch with the top management of the guild.

However, after a few minutes of silence, the president asked every member to choose to accept such an arrangement.

"——I know that everyone is very annoyed, but we have no other choice for the time being. If we refuse the mission, then not only will we lose all the favorability with the prince of the royal family, but we may also be charged with the crime of 'rebels', and subsequent encounters As far as hunting and arresting... Although it will waste a chance of resurrection, the experience value of this mission is not low, which can be regarded as making up for a little loss... In addition, through this battle, I and other high-level officials also saw that Anlong's joint The kingdom is very likely to be defeated, so we are planning a way out for the future, and brothers who have ideas can chat with the vice-chamber in private, and let's find a way together."

The president posted a long text in the channel, and many members fell silent after seeing it.

In fact, they all know very well that the group of "players" is not only disliked in the United Kingdom of Anlong, but also in the Trisur Empire and the other three kingdoms. It is commonplace to be treated as cannon fodder and pawns thing.

Only those very few lucky ones will be regarded as "normal people" by their own supernatural forces, and they will be respected and given sufficient benefits.

For example, their current enemy, the NPC Consul named Jack, the players in his circus are such lucky ones.

The group of players headed by Polaris and Dongyang has attracted attention since the beginning of the public beta, not only because they are the first batch of extraordinary players, but also because they have many exclusive benefits, which are enviable...

The most important point is that Mr. Jack and the circus cadres respect them very much.

"—President, why don't you wait until the war is over and find a way to go to the Trisur Empire..."

"—Yes! If possible, it's best to join the circus organization and join Jack!"

"—Join if you can't beat it, right? But I think it's okay!"

"——Good guy, the battle hasn't finished yet, so I'm thinking about going here. Don't you look at how many people in the forum are eager to go to the circus. In our entire guild, it would be nice if ten people can enter..."

President Miracle, who was hiding in the dormitory of the Bridgehead Barracks, and the other two senior executives looked at the chat records in the channel, and smiled wryly at each other.

Then he let out another long sigh.

Apart from the Miracle Guild, the other two guilds, Bliss Rock and White Horse Guild, who were both on the battlefield, had received missions issued by the military, asking them to risk their lives to detonate the explosives.

The two guilds also did not dare to refuse, and made the same choice as the Miracle Guild, accepting the post-break mission. So the three parties started to act from various places, and the difference was only a few minutes before and after, and they came to the underground area where the explosives were buried.

However, it didn't take long for this group of players to stand in the dim environment with big eyes and small eyes, because they found that although the place was full of gunpowder barrels, none of them could detonate.

"What the hell! I don't believe in evil anymore!"

A player of Bliss Rock threw away the torch in his hand and raised his right fist, which was followed by a golden glow.

This is a Sequence Nine Transcendent of the solar system.

boom!

He punched the gunpowder barrel in front of him, and with the loud noise, countless wood chips flew across and flames overflowed.

But the gunpowder was scattered all over the place, and even sprayed on nearby players, but there was no explosion.

"Bah bah bah, these gunpowder shouldn't be fake?!"

A player slapped the black powder on his body and said in embarrassment.

"I can't light it, even the extraordinary power can't detonate it... Is the military playing with us?!"

The rest of the players were not reconciled to the failure of the mission, and tried one after another, but no matter whether it was the oil pot, the torch, or even some explosives they carried with them, they could not detonate it... It seemed that the barrels were not filled with gunpowder, but sand , indifferent to all kinds of temptations.

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"General, the mission of the Immortal Stranger has failed."

In the dark underground passage, the adjutant delivered bad news again.

General Mersa almost spat out a mouthful of old blood.

"Failure? Could it be that they were discovered by the Imperial Army?!"

"No... No, it's just that those explosives can't be detonated at all. Even if they are ignited directly with an open flame, they can only burn the wooden barrel outside, but the gunpowder has no reaction."

The adjutant told the truth, but a group of senior military officials, including the general, felt that this matter was full of absurdity.

General Mersa quickly realized something was wrong.

"Either there are traitors among us who have tampered with the explosives, or the enemy knew the plan in advance and used some kind of extraordinary means..."

He said through gritted teeth.

"General, under the crown of Ibrahim, he is a saint of the galaxy system. He is an expert in divination and anti-divination... Could it be that the imperial army has dispatched stronger transcendents to deceive his perception?"

A senior military officer said in a deep voice beside the general.

General Mersa's frown deepened, and now he only felt his head buzzing, all kinds of doubts came along with all kinds of bad news, making him breathless.

The surrounding high-ranking military officers noticed the general's silence, and each had a bad premonition in their hearts. A depressive atmosphere gradually spread, and they even had various suspicions. They wondered what terrible means the Imperial Army had not used. .

"Go, since the situation is already so bad, we can only evacuate to the interior of the Principality first."

General Mersa said a final word and quickened his pace.

But it didn't take long before everyone felt the ground shaking, and the entire underground passage trembled violently.

Rumble! !

"Protect the general!"

"Watch out for the top of your head!"

The adjutant shouted violently, and the soldiers immediately surrounded General Mersa layer by layer.

After a while, the tremor stopped, but a thick layer of dust fell on the bodies of all the soldiers and officers who had evacuated. Fortunately, a lot of effort was put into the construction of this passage, and it did not collapse. Otherwise, they would all feel that it is an irony to die here.

"General, are you all right?"

The adjutant supported Mersa and asked with concern.

General Mersa stood firm with his hat on, slapped the dust off his body, took a deep breath, and said with lingering fear:

"I'm fine..."

"What happened here?"

A senior military officer got up from the ground and asked in embarrassment.

"I don't know, maybe..."

Before the adjutant finished speaking, footsteps came from the dark place in front of the underground passage.

"Don't talk yet! Something is wrong!"

cried the general in a low voice.

Everyone immediately fell silent.

Da da, da da...

The footsteps were getting closer and closer, the general made a gesture, and the soldiers behind him raised their flintlock guns and aimed at the front.

"I remember that there should be troops from the Second Army in front. Why did they come back? And they still haven't spoken..."

A man with a major's epaulets on his shoulders whispered.

"Shut up!"

The general scolded in a low voice.

The major immediately saluted and dared not speak any more.

Soon, under the light of kerosene lamps and torches beside the wall, a group of more than a dozen people slowly appeared in their sight.

There are men and women on the other side, and there is even a cow following, which looks quite strange. The leader was a woman wearing a black and purple dress, she looked quite beautiful, her lavender eyes were quietly watching General Mersa.

"Are you extraordinary people from the Imperial Army?"

General Mersa said in a deep voice.

He didn't ask about the situation of the Second Legion, because he didn't need to ask, and he knew that most of them had already been killed.

"Military personnel of the United Kingdom of Anlong, we have been waiting here for a long time...I, Froy, will send you off on behalf of Lord Jack."

The woman in the black dress said in an ethereal voice.

With a faint smile on her face, she leaned slightly towards the general and his party.

"They are extraordinary people under the command of Consul Jack!"

Behind General Mersa, seven or eight extraordinary officers stepped forward.

"General, please retreat back! We will cut off the rear for you!"

"Walk!"

General Mersa was decisive, turned and ran.

At the same time, he opened his mouth to signal the soldiers to shoot.

Bang bang bang...!

Intensive gunshots exploded in everyone's ears, and countless flames and ballistics flew in the underground passage.

However, the senior military officers looked back and saw two men wearing bowler hats raised their hands, and the shadows behind the group of strange men and women came like a tide, and the torches and kerosene lamps were extinguished one after another...

Darkness enveloped everything, swallowing everything, including the bullets.

The hearts of all the high-level military officers were tense. They knew very well that ordinary firearms could not hurt a single hair of the opponent!

"ah!"

"Ah!!"

The screams followed. It was those extraordinary people trained by the royal family who were sent to the army to protect the high-level generals. Their strength is not weak, and they have all reached the level of the middle sequence. minute.

Fortunately...

They have opened a certain distance, as long as they can return to the surface, there are several other alternative ways to evacuate.

"General! The herald has an urgent message!"

Holding the walkie-talkie, the adjutant suddenly changed his face.

"A large number of undead strangers from the empire have surrounded the entrance of the underground passage, and even rushed towards us!"

"Get out!"

General Mersa clenched his fists and shouted angrily.

"We have five legions of troops, and thousands of guns can still be blocked by those damned foreigners?!"

"But...but, there are thousands of people in that group of immortal strangers, and all...all of them are superhumans!"

The adjutant said with a pale face.

General Mersa felt his eyes darkened, and he almost lost his footing.

"How...how come so many extraordinary people gather in Hercule?"

He suddenly had a feeling of despair.

I really don't know how to fight such a battle? !

Damn United Kingdom! Damn pig-brained politicians! They provoked the Cuisul Empire, but let the soldiers like them come out to resist, so forget about surrendering!

What glory and face, go to hell!

Far away on the "ruin platform" on the top of the high wall of the bridgehead, it was raining heavily, and in the hazy picture, a gentleman in a black hat was sitting on a broken stone pier, with a silver cane quietly leaning against his leg.

The gentleman slowly poured the sinful blood in the cup onto the wooden sign in his hand, chuckled lightly, looked up at the rain, and muttered:

"Everything is under control..."