Is this NPC even playable if it's not nerfed?

Chapter 197 Dayong Players: Trouble, trouble, and more trouble! The River God is resurrected!

The border of Jiaozhi County.

A team of over a thousand players is stealthily making its way towards the border.

They traveled quietly without making a sound.

They even bypassed several of the border troops' hidden sentries.

"Brothers, see that little stream ahead? Annam is on the other side of that stream. In five minutes, a three-man squad of the Da Yong border army will pass by on our side of the river. After they leave, we'll cross the river together and enter Annam."

"After entering Annam, you are free to move around."

Do you remember our purpose?

"Stirring up trouble, stirring up trouble, or damn it, stirring up trouble."

"We took advantage of the chaos while the Annamite players and the remnants of the Demon Yin Sect were fighting. The fiercer and longer they fought, the more fun we had."

"When one side is at a disadvantage, we secretly help that side."

"Don't worry about the logistical supplies. All our generous sponsors have prepared them, and they will be delivered by special personnel."

"It's getting late, time to get through immigration."

While they were talking, a small team of three men walked along the riverbank. The border troops of Dayong were all top-notch elites, and everyone wore armor. Even the patrolling soldiers were dressed in iron armor.

After walking around and finding nothing amiss, the three left.

After the three left, the players began to cross the river one after another.

More than a thousand people crossed the river in a grand procession, making quite a commotion.

However, for unknown reasons, the border troops of Dayong did not find any trace of the player.

Everything went very smoothly.

……

[Beep beep beep, warning: You have entered Annam territory.]

[Note: Since no treaty has been signed between the two countries, they are not subordinate to each other, and there has been no declaration of war. Therefore, this is not a state of war. Entering the territory of another country without authorization will trigger a red-name status.]

[Ding, this is a special red name status (illegal entry). Killing or rescuing enemy players or NPCs will not increase Chaos or Order values.]

[Beep, note that the death penalty for special red-name status is doubled.]

[Beep, it is not recommended for players to rashly enter the territory of other countries.]

"The suggestion is good, but I reject it."

The leading player turned off the system notification and stepped into Annam. His ID visibly turned red, and the color was extremely dark.

"Wow, it can even cause a red name."

"Don't worry, come in. I traveled all over the world with the NPC's fleet last year. I'm used to being a red name, so there's nothing to be afraid of. You lose two levels for every death, and the drop rate of equipment and clothing doubles."

"Don't worry about it. We have a big sponsor to back you up. They will refund you in cash for every level or piece of equipment you lose."

The leader informed the players behind him.

Actually, they all signed contracts privately, so there's no need to worry about the sponsor denying it.

This project will be broadcast live in its entirety.

The revenue generated from the live stream belongs to the sponsor.

Of course, this probably won't break even.

After all, with so many people in the organization, the losses from deaths are very high, and the probability of breaking even is very low.

However, the big spender doesn't care about this amount of money.

They contributed money partly out of patriotism, and partly simply because they disliked Annam and wanted to deliberately cause trouble for it.

……

"Let's go!"

How strong is the flavor of black coffee?

"Stop singing, or I'll cut off your horn."

"We split into five groups, each forming a team, and grabbed as much as we could."

"rush."

These more than a thousand people entered Annam under the cover of night.

Annam was completely unaware of this, because there were no troops stationed on Annam's borders; their troops had already been transferred back to quell the rebellion six months earlier when the usurper seized power.

He has not returned to this day.

It's likely that things are going badly for them.

The player sneaked into the city closest to the border, only to find that it was an empty city, or more accurately, a dead city. There was no life in the city, only some dried human skeletons and the stench of rotting corpses.

There weren't even rats or cockroaches.

A completely dead city.

"Holy crap, what the hell?"

"It's all corpses. Has the Demon Yin Sect raided this place?"

One player seemed puzzled.

Because only the Demon Yin Sect could cause such destruction.

"Yes, this is the work of the Demon Yin Sect."

A player who had fought against a disciple of the Demon Yin Sect recognized the sect's methods from a mummified corpse.

"Let's go then."

"No living person has ever been found in the places that the Demon Yin Sect has visited."

"No, why are we leaving? Wouldn't it be better to go into the city and see if there's any leftover food? The Demon Yin Sect only kills, they don't rob, so there should still be valuables in the city. Let's go and loot it; it's worth quite a bit of money."

"Boss, what do you think?"

The other players were intrigued and all looked towards the player in the lead.

"Well, okay, let's split up and search. Remember, we'll search for half an hour, then meet in the city in half an hour."

"Oh, and remember to tell me if you encounter any danger."

"Disperse."

At a command, the team of over two hundred players scattered and ran towards their chosen spots.

Half an hour later, the scattered players returned one by one, and judging from the smiles on their faces, they had all gained quite a bit.

"Walk."

More than two hundred people left in a hurry, and half an hour after they left, players from Annam rushed over.

After seeing the situation in the city, they immediately cursed the remnants of the Demon Yin Sect as worse than beasts.

A city with over 100,000 inhabitants was destroyed just like that.

This is over 100,000 people, not over 100,000 pigs.

After killing so many people, aren't your eyes busy anymore?
The players from Annam are notorious for being beasts, yet they have never committed the act of massacring an entire city. One can imagine how much they hate the Demon Yin Sect.

"Damn it, those bastards! These bastards from the Demon Yin Sect killed people and looted the city. They're such beasts!"

"Damn it, I'll remember this grudge. Let's go back and report to the young master."

"Sooner or later, I will wipe out all the guys from the Demon Yin Sect."

"And the Great Yong Dynasty, they deserve to die too."

The players from Annam left the city, cursing and swearing.

At this very moment, a fierce battle is taking place in Haicheng, Annam.

Hundreds of disciples of the Demon Yin Sect are massacring the soldiers and civilians of Annam.

Army after army of players fearlessly resisted the attack of the Demon Yin Sect.

On the city wall, Ruan Zongzong directed his men to surround the Demon Yin Sect disciples, intending to use human lives to wear them down.

The Demon Yin Sect's mere two hundred-plus members were not enough to defeat their hundreds of thousands of players.

At first, Ruan Zongzong was reluctant to use the player army, and instead mobilized the native army to weaken the Demon Yin Sect. Later, he found that the native army was too low-level, and no matter how many went up, they were just free kills, simply serving as blood bags for the Demon Yin Sect.

Left with no other choice, he had to send in the players.

Moreover, all those dispatched were the elite players.

All are at level 40 or above.

These hundreds of thousands of elite troops represent the limit of Annam's strength.

Their Annamite players number only around 20 million.

Aside from a few players who don't get along with him, the fact that he can select hundreds of thousands of elite players from the remaining players speaks volumes about his ability.

He can command at least hundreds of thousands of elite players.

He is the undisputed king of the Annamite players.

"Disperse them."

"Defeat them one by one."

Ruan Zongzong shouted.

The disciples of the Demon Yin Sect clearly saw through his scheme and prevented it from succeeding.

The two sides had been locked in a stalemate for a day and a night, neither able to gain the upper hand, and could only retreat.

Five members of the Demon Yin Sect were killed or wounded, and tens of thousands of players from Annam died, with one-fifth of the players dropping one level.

It was incredibly intense.

While the Annamite players were resting and waiting for the next attack, several small forces suddenly appeared in their rear and were frantically slaughtering and plundering their Annamite players.

"You bastard, who is it?"

In the government office of Haicheng, Ruan Zongzong sat on a high platform, holding a battle report handed to her by her subordinates, and roared angrily.

Ruan Zongzong never imagined that there could be such despicable and shameless people in this world who would take advantage of others' misfortunes.

What a bastard! "Young General, it was done by players from the Northern Great Power."

"Kill details are recorded."

"Their players secretly infiltrated our country while we were fighting the Demon Yin Sect and caused trouble in our rear."

"Our logistics team suffered heavy losses."

The subordinate said, feeling wronged.

"I can't swallow this insult."

"Ruan Tiantian, I appoint you as the General of Logistics. You will lead 10,000 men to capture them and make sure they are all sent back to Quanshui."

"Yes, young general."

"Call me Your Majesty."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

……

Wangyou County.

A small courtyard in the south of the city.

"Waaaaah, I feel so bad, I feel so awful."

"I, the young master of the prestigious Mingjian Manor, actually lost to a sycophant."

"I'm not reconciled! I'm not reconciled!"

Yi Wushuang was holding a jug of wine, crying as he poured himself more wine. There were more than a dozen jugs piled up at his feet.

"Sigh, victory and defeat are common occurrences in war. If you lose, you lose. What's there to cry about?"

"We'll win it back next time."

Old Zhang drank with Yi Wushuang, offering words of comfort from time to time.

"Old Zhang, I'm not reconciled."

"I, Yi Wushuang, am ranked among the top geniuses and can easily defeat him. My martial arts level is even half a level higher than his, and I have two divine weapons. How could I possibly lose? Can you imagine? I had the advantage and yet I still lost. I'm going to be laughed at to death."

"What a disgrace!"

Yi Wushuang burst into tears.

"Sigh, let's drink, let's drink."

Old Zhang couldn't think of anything to comfort him, so he could only have a drink with him.

"What kind of man cries and whine in broad daylight?"

At this moment, Lu Yuan returned home from get off work and saw Yi Wushuang drowning her sorrows in alcohol, looking utterly hopeless.

He doesn't know what's going on yet.

Could it be that Yi Wushuang has broken up with his girlfriend?

"Old Zhang, what happened to him? Did he get dumped?"

Lu Yuan looked at Old Zhang beside him and asked curiously.

"If he was dumped, that's some consolation. He lost the fight, and he lost badly."

Old Zhang chuckled.

If he gets dumped by a woman, he'll just take Yi Wushuang to a brothel for a good time.

But unfortunately it is not.

Yi Wushuang lost the martial arts contest.

It's embarrassing.

"Lost? Lost to whom?"

"He lost to the senior disciple of the Tianshan Sect, the Tianshan Sword Master."

"The martial arts cultivation of the Tianshan Sword Master is half a level weaker than his. He couldn't beat him, and that's how he ended up like this."

Old Zhang pointed.

Unexpectedly, his words only made Yi Wushuang cry even louder.

"The Sword Master of Tianshan? That name sounds familiar."

Lu Yuan found a seat and sat down. He stroked his chin and pondered, "This name sounds so familiar."

"The senior disciple of the Tianshan Sect."

"That sycophantic senior brother who argued with his entire sect in order to marry a geisha that a businessman had already discarded."

Old Zhang's reminder made Lu Yuan instantly remember.

Because this senior brother has quite a good reputation.

Although his feud with his sect over marrying a geisha is a stain on his reputation, you have to admit that this senior disciple of the Tianshan Sect is actually a very outstanding hero in the martial arts world.

His moral standards are considered to be among the higher caliber of chivalrous figures in the martial arts world.

He has never done anything despicable, such as bullying the weak.

"You never hit him?"

"So what if we didn't fight? What's so shameful about that?"

"Didn't you say you'd never hit Yiyi before?"

"You didn't cry that time either."

Lu Yuan's words of comfort were actually quite hurtful.

“Yiyi is different.”

“She’s different. She’s ranked higher than me, so it’s normal that I can’t beat her.”

"That damn senior brother of the Tianshan Sect, he's not ranked as high as me, his cultivation level is not as high as mine, his equipment is not as good as mine, and his cultivation technique is not as good as mine. I lost to him, doesn't that just prove that I'm a piece of trash?"

"I'm so embarrassed."

Yi Wushuang wept bitterly.

These are only some of the reasons.

The most important reason is that he once commented on this senior disciple of the Tianshan Sect in front of Lu Yuan.

His sharp criticisms kept popping into his mind, becoming the source of his embarrassment.

"A disgraceful thing."

"Old Zhang, go to the restaurant and inform his father to come and pick him up."

Lu Yuan said calmly.

Yi Wushuang's father, the owner of Mingjian Manor, also came to Lingnan in response to the imperial court's call and is staying at a restaurant in Wangyou County.

It's a good opportunity to notify him to come and take away this shameful thing.

A dignified warrior cannot accept even the slightest defeat.

Useless things.

He, Lu Yuan, was a brute who knew no martial arts, yet countless people had fallen to him.

I didn't see them crying or sobbing.

Qingchengzi was torn in two by him, and he never shed a single tear before he died.

The will to fight martial arts is unwavering.

This is a true warrior.

Take a look at the new generation of Yi Wushuang.

Lu Yuan couldn't help but sigh, "The new generation is truly rotten."

Each generation is worse than the last.

Martial arts pills.