My players are so fierce

Chapter 270 269. Before the war began, Lord Murphy had already achieved another victory [1920]

(-Added update for "Huo Zheng is very good" brother [19/20])

"The magnificent destiny always has a heavy impact on warriors. How can you be timid if you want to lead them to do real big things?"

Seeing that Murphy was still hesitant to use cute little players to test psychic spells, Tris rolled her eyes and emphasized:

"Some of their characteristics are simply tailor-made for exploring psychic truths. Little Murphy, you can't restrict how your warriors spend their lives. This is what you said."

"But if you let them be your test subjects now, I won't even dare to think of anything you dare to let them do in the future."

Murphy made a small complaint.

He glanced at the full-fledged return scroll in his hand, and finally did not return it to Tris. Instead, he put it into his psychic bag and said to Tris:

"They may not refuse such consumables, but this time, I need at least 200!"

"Well, that's right."

Tris nodded with satisfaction.

Her work here was over, so she nodded goodbye to the administrative staff and returned to the Blood Vulture Corridor under the escort of Madman Bonnie.

Maxim also wanted to discuss the deployment of defenses in the city with President Natalie and Ms. Lenia, and Count Andrei also joined them.

Murphy did not disturb them. He, Miriam and Professor Malcolm returned to the Executive Yuan in the outer city. On the way, they reconnected to Revno's perspective to observe the movements of the Jackal Pioneers.

After a few minutes, he withdrew his vision and said to the worried Scarlet Archon Miriam:

"Those chaotic vanguards will arrive near the village of Morland in up to six hours. The witch hunters are retreating to Scarlet Castle, and our subjects who have migrated to the collective farms are also retreating to our city.

After they all enter Scarlet Castle, the number of residents here will exceed 10,000 for the first time.

Therefore, you need to coordinate the order of the residents, Miriam, and conduct this 'Jackal Siege' as a drill before the black disaster arrives, so that they can hide in safer sewers. If you need it, the Blood Vulture Corridor will also be opened as a temporary refuge.

Also, I need you to punish those administrative staff who 'walked alone' last night!

Although they did make a contribution in the battle against the Wolfsbane clan, I don't want this kind of "lower to defeat the upper" behavior to become some bad tradition in Transia. "

"You have to look at it from another angle, Murphy. Doesn't this prove that the people have recognized your rule and the order you have brought? Lord."

Miriam said in a long voice:

"They voluntarily participated in the war. You have never seen Mr. Grayman and his foremen making impassioned speeches in front of me. As far as I know, such active petitions for war have rarely been seen in Transia in the past 400 years.

I would punish those administrative officials who left alone and send them to the collective farms to organize the construction of strongholds there, but I think we can publicize this from another aspect.

For example, the bravery of the Transians is reflected in the fact that even our civil servants are not afraid to fight to the death with the invading enemies.

Trust me, Lord Murphy.

Our people will love this propaganda.

Having a group of civil servants who are not afraid of death will make them proudly regard it as a kind of pride worth showing off.

Oh, by the way, one more thing, Knight Xiaowan is back. His arms smuggling operation was very successful. Just this morning, he escorted a batch of old supplies from the Plantagenet Kingdom's border guards back to the city.

Not only did they have enough muskets and ammunition for the soldiers, they even brought us 8 artillery pieces!

I'm not very knowledgeable about these things.

But I can tell that it should be a small-caliber field gun, which is well maintained. Maybe our soldiers should start learning to use this kind of technological crystal from now on. "

"Very good, even our chefs in Transia are so virtuous."

Murphy said quietly:

"Give Xiao Wan and his brother-in-law more funds. After the Jackal disaster is over, I need them to go to Cato and East Prussia again to bring me more similar things. By the way, tell them there. If they want to earn a living by fighting their own wars, I'll be happy to hire them."

"With all due respect, Lord."

Professor Malcolm reminded at this time:

"I have traveled to many places, but no matter where I am, veteran gangsters are not trustworthy guys. It is difficult for them to play the role you want."

"It doesn't matter. As long as they come here, some things will be out of their control."

Murphy waved his hand casually, showed a smile, and said:

"We are vampires.

We have many old 'ancestral' methods that can cure their bad habits, and I just need some professionals who know how to operate artillery.

After all, we Transians don't like these fire-breathing things.

In the context of facing the black disaster, I cannot refuse these advanced weapons. I must make good use of the crystallization of halfling technology to arm my people and my soldiers.

But learning also requires a process.

If the two of you have no doubts about the tasks they will undertake next, then everyone can act independently. The next three days will determine the future direction of this land.

I cannot promise you that after passing this level, the sea will be vast for fish to leap, and the sky will be high for birds to fly.

But I can guarantee that as long as we get through this, many things that could only be planned can actually be put into practice. "

Miriam and Professor Malcolm nodded. They actually faced many questions but they were smart enough not to raise them at this time.

In a situation where the jackals were already pressing down on the territory in large numbers, and they would be at the gates of the city within a long time at most, raising various questions at this time was just to get rid of them.

And Murphy's small but elite executive staff is smart.

After the two left, Murphy also moved his body and returned to the Blood Vulture Corridor to complete today's fencing training with Necessary Evil as usual, and then returned to his office.

Earl Cadman, who showed confidence outside, suddenly fell down.

He complained softly and sat back in his chair, poured himself a glass of wine, and unbuttoned the first button under his neck. As a result, before the wine could be put into his mouth, a familiar voice came from the corner of the room. A voice sounded from the shadows:

"Are you already stressed to this extent? I've never seen you need to drink to relieve yourself."

Tris walked out of the shadows while playing with her Archduke's scepter. She was carrying a bag of newly made return scrolls in her hand. Murphy put down his wine glass. He lay on the table and said to Tris in front of him:

"I'm actually not as nervous as you think, I'm just a little irritable. There's still no response from Count Xico, which is really a pity.

I also hope to see the legendary Xiko Winged Cavalry appear in this war.

If we have such a majestic and powerful mobile force, we will definitely have more advantages when facing the jackal gangs. "

"Well, it's true that they didn't come, but if you think about it on the bright side, at least they didn't cause any trouble."

Tris threw the scroll on the table and took out her exquisite elf flask. She sat relaxedly on the edge of the desk, opened the lid and took a sip into her mouth.

Then he stopped and looked down. Murphy's restless hand was on his calf.

"Are you looking for a little courage?"

Duke Blood Vulture asked softly, and Murphy replied with his eyes closed:

"If you would give me a little courage."

He felt the beautiful arc of his fingers touching the smooth and slightly cold skin. After a few seconds, he said:

“I have a doubt that has nothing to do with the current situation in Transia. I feel that I shouldn’t think about other things in this situation, but this question has been lingering in my mind.

Tris, what do you think Lord Paying is up to?

He beat up old Edward and asked that bastard to give us gifts as a symbol of reconciliation. I can understand it. This means that the Lord has used his power to provide us with a small shelter. At least before the black disaster breaks out, we don't have to worry anymore. The threat from the Wolfsbane Clan making small moves.

But why did Pa Yingzun send the Blood Terror pirates who are no match for us to support us?

The two clans of Blood Eagle and Blood Terror didn't have much friendship in the past history, right? "

"Hmph, you are overthinking. The Lord just wants to give those exiles a chance to return to the mainland, and the Blood Terror clan has probably been waiting for this opportunity."

Tris leaned down and reached out to stroke Murphy's hair.

She said softly:

"Don't worry, little Murphy, you don't need to think about these things. This is vampire internal affairs and is within my scope of authority, so I will help you get rid of those guys.

And if you put your hand any further up my skirt, I'm going to beat you up.

Be a gentleman, boy! "

"Who said you should give me some courage just now? Your plan to play the goddess of victory is just the beginning. You are really a cunning witch, Tris."

Murphy curled his lips and relaxed his body on the chair.

He closed his eyes and tapped his lips as if expecting something. Tris looked left and right, with a helpless expression, she leaned down and pecked the corner of his mouth gently, but when she wanted to pull away, she found Murphy His hands had already wrapped around her slender waist.

That power bound her.

"Just stay here with me."

Murphy pretended to be pitiful and said in a low voice:

“Look, I’m about to go out to fight, and I don’t know if I can come back alive this time, if you are a little off when you cast the spell at night three days later.

Maybe I will be thrown into the star realm too.

To be honest, Tris, I think we are really crazy, trying to find a victory by bombing our own territory, and even if we get this victory, it won't be of much help to our situation.

On the contrary, if we lose, then everything we have worked so hard to create will disappear in an instant.

I don’t know if it’s so difficult for other lords to open up their territories, but I’m certain that it’s definitely not as difficult as mine.

Alas, this ghost game is really too hardcore. "

"There has never been a legend created casually, and there has never been a country easily established. You have done a great job, Murphy."

Tris whispered in his ear:

"Do you need more courage? Little Murphy, open your heart and let me hear what you are thinking now."

"You'll be angry"

"I won't. Believe me, I've already planned to play the role of your goddess of victory, and I won't leave you here right from the beginning, be good."

"All right."

Murphy removed the protection of his soul and let his voice be exposed to Tris's ears.

Grand Duke Blood Vulture allowed Murphy to hold her in his arms, so that she could place her head against Murphy's heart. She listened to the voices coming from her heart and the scattered thoughts beating in Murphy's heart.

The good news is that the Lord is not as stressful as she imagined. The bad news is that part of Murphy's imagination about her is indeed embarrassing.

"How unseemly!"

Tris glared at Murphy fiercely, and the Lord shrugged.

He had said before that Tris would definitely be angry, so he planned to explain a little.

But the next moment, the 450-year-old vampire lady in her arms turned over and sat on Murphy's lap. She looked at him condescendingly.

Murphy was a little frightened.

Then he saw Tris brushing his long hair, holding his cheeks with both hands to lift up his handsome face, leaning down and kissing those lips so actively for the first time.

The vampire was startled by this sudden enthusiasm.

But this is not a bad thing for him. Tris said she wanted to play the goddess of victory, and Murphy finally understood what Tris meant.

Emmmm.

It seems that he really needs a little "courage" now.

And greedy for more, as always, the smart Tris always knows how to encourage the little man in the family.

The earl's hand also became less gentlemanly under this vague "encouragement", like a bold adventurer crossing the snow-capped mountains, walking across the plains, and heading towards the legendary forest along the dim light.

This kind of exploration was obviously not allowed in the past.

But this time it seemed that the goddess of victory made a small exception for him, and he could touch the smooth porcelain skin without being stopped.

This is the first time Murphy knows that vampires can also tremble and breathe heavily due to this kind of touch.

"stop!"

Five minutes later, Tris suppressed Murphy's overly probing hand. She straightened up and straightened her messed up clothes. She looked at him condescendingly again and said:

"Greedy brat! Are you willing to win the victory you must win for your Grand Duke now?"

"I feel like you are the legendary succubus, tempting me to do something dangerous, but it's not impossible to talk about it, if this is a deal about courage.

If you would give me more."

Murphy shrugged.

There was a trace of a bad smile on his handsome face that could only appear when he and Tris were alone. He took Tris's waist and flicked the collar of his coat rather frivolously and boldly, making her The black clothes were opened in front of her eyes, and then she kissed the delicate collarbone in front of her, which was like a work of art.

But it didn't go any further.

The strength in Tris' fingers holding his wrist showed that she was clearly not ready yet.

Murphy seemed to have regained his gentlemanly demeanor. He whispered:

"I will conquer the world for you, my Tris."

"Heh, man."

Tris curled her lips, but she didn't push him away. She just opened her arms and gently hugged his head, and said softly:

"I will stay in Scarlet Castle and wait for your triumphant return. As you said, we still have a long to eternal life to understand each other and enjoy the company and embrace.

I know that you will not stop here, let alone be defeated by a group of stupid and savage gnolls. I know that Transia is just your starting point.

And I will accompany you to the end.

Murphy

I swear, I will be with you. "

"So, are you finally willing to admit that you also like me? Cowardly witch?"

"Well, I just like her. If you want to win the witch's love, you may have to work harder, little Murphy."