The dragon just wants to stay at home, but the players are frantically upgrading their technology.

Finley knew in his heart that the Warmaster must have a backup plan.

But this backup plan was something he could never have imagined, no matter how hard he tried.

"The real show is just beginning."

Zhan Shuai simply smiled.

If Shattered Bones were to lead people into the mountains and forests, they might still survive.

But once he entered the mountain path, only death awaited him.

Chapter 43 Suicide Infantry

Abandoned trade routes.

The vanguard and skirmishers inside the narrow mountain path had already turned back, ready to provide support.

Meanwhile, Broken Bones and his remnant army, relying on their light armor, quickly widened the distance between themselves and the heavily armored kobold players, and approached the mountain pass.

The distance between the surrounding mountains and trees is decreasing, and the terrain is gradually becoming undulating.

Shattered Bones, wielding a horse-slaying saber, sat atop the War Wolf King, suppressing his speed, and led the remnants of his army in a frenzied charge.

Just as they were about to rush into the mountain pass, a sound came from both sides of the forest ahead.

Immediately afterwards, a group of burly dragonblood kobolds emerged from the forest, looking at the charging Bonebreaker with ill intent.

how come?

Bonebreaker rode atop the Dire Wolf King, a look of astonishment on his face.

He clearly remembered that the mountain path ahead had been cleared by skirmishers and vanguards.

wrong!

Shattered Bones suddenly remembered the original three kobolds.

In order to capture them, the skirmishers and vanguard quickly bypassed the forest on both sides of the mountain pass and pressed into the mountain pass.

Click!

He clenched his teeth, his bones shattered, and a chill ran down his spine.

Only now did he realize that these kobolds not only had superior equipment, but also a top-tier commander behind them.

The commander had been manipulating him all along.

This conjecture sent chills down Fragrance's spine, and he even considered letting wolves rush into the forest and escape.

But when Broken Bones turned around, the goblin soldiers, their faces covered in blood and their eyes gleaming, followed him and the banner ahead.

"Whoo~"

Turning back, Suigu took a deep breath, lowered his body, gripped the saber tightly, and stared resolutely at the mountain pass ahead.

He had nowhere to retreat but to move forward.

A dozen or so Dragonblood Warrior players, clad in armor, each wielding a spear in one hand and a shield in the other, lined up in a battle formation and charged toward Shattered Bones.

But when they got to a certain distance, these Dragonblood Warrior players chuckled and made way for them.

Immediately afterwards, five ordinary-looking kobolds who appeared extremely robust rushed out from the gap.

They were wrapped in a thick layer of burlap, with something stuffed inside.

What is this for?

Just as Broken Bones was wondering, as the distance drew closer, a very familiar voice suddenly rang in his ears.

Zizizi!

He had heard that sound when the shells landed.

Immediately afterwards, the smiles and voices of the five ordinary kobolds charging forward became increasingly familiar.

Until it overlapped with the original three kobolds.

"Banzai! Art is an explosion!"

"Suicide infantry, charge! Charge! Charge!"

With maniacal smiles on their faces, the five players charged wildly toward the remnants of the goblin army.

Fuck your mother! You kobold!

How could you be so mean!

You should go to hell and be tortured by evil gods for all eternity.

As the five kobold players, bundled with excessive amounts of explosives, charged excitedly towards him, Broken Bones cursed hysterically from the bottom of his heart.

But insults won't change anything.

The remnants of the army were already very close to the five suicide infantrymen, only a dozen paces away.

Riding the Dire Wolf King, Shattered Bones took the lead, getting so close that inertia made it impossible for him to turn.

Players are keeping a close eye on him.

The five players, looking frenzied, leaped up and charged towards the shattered bones.

"Quick, quick, let's blow that wolf-riding boss to smithereens!"

"Charge! Let him see our art!"

Hearing the unfamiliar language, Broken Bones remained calm like never before.

Even when faced with a desperate situation, he would still try his best.

Suddenly, Bonebreaker grabbed the Dire Wolf King by the fur on its neck.

The trained dire wolf raised its head, shoved its hind legs into the ground, and sprang more than two meters into the air, dodging the five players' attacks.

The five players missed their target and landed not far from the bewildered goblin guards and flag bearers.

The fuses of the explosive charges on their bodies had already burned out.

One player even pulled out a small piece of metal.

This is a flint triggering device, which can only be installed by one player. It is used to pre-detonate surrounding ordinary explosive charges.

Boom! Boom!

A terrifying crimson flame suddenly erupted from the self-destructing infantry player, abruptly expanding into a gigantic fireball.

This time, there were no strict restrictions on the amount of gunpowder used, allowing it to be used at almost maximum power.

A terrifying shockwave, visible to the naked eye, carried metal fragments, sending them flying and piercing through the nearest goblin guards and standard bearers.

The hardwood flagpole snapped into several pieces in an instant, scattering in all directions.

The dire wolf king, which was only a little over two meters off the ground, was instantly engulfed by flames, and the red-hot iron pieces pierced through the dire wolf king's body and penetrated deep into its flesh.

"Ugh..."

Before the Warg King could even let out a proper scream, it was already being thrown back by the shockwave, passing the Dragonblood Warrior players behind it, and landing at the narrow mountain pass.

As for Broken Bones, the instant he leaped up, he had already curled up on the back of the Dire Wolf King, channeling his magic power to protect his vital parts.

Using the Warg King's body and magic, Broken Bones successfully avoided most of the damage, but was still left dizzy and disoriented by the powerful shockwave.

boom!boom!

The charred carcass of the dire wolf king crashed onto the muddy ground at the entrance of the narrow mountain path, rolled a few times, and then came to a stop.

Upon opening the carcass of the dire wolf king, its bones were found scattered and mangled.

Blood trickled from the corner of his mouth, his body was charred black, and his armor was dented in many places, with pieces of iron embedded in it.

"Cough...cough..."

With his bones shattered, he wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his numb and bleeding hands gripping the horse-slaying sword. He propped himself up on the ground and looked towards the mountain pass.

The mountain pass had now become a living hell, with several large craters appearing on the ground.

The black and yellow mushroom cloud slowly dissipated, turning into gunpowder smoke.

The loyal goblin soldiers who followed him at the front had been reduced to mangled limbs and corpses lying in pools of blood.

The goblin soldiers and goblin squad leaders behind them were completely terrified.

They lay on the ground, trembling, watching this scene with utter terror.

"A madman!... He's absolutely insane!"

Seeing this scene, Suigu cursed angrily, a chill and fear rising in his heart.

These enemies have so many alchemical bombs and yet they are so indifferent to the lives of their rank-and-file soldiers.

Aren't they afraid of a mutiny?

These soldiers were so fearless of death, even to the point of excitement.

He simply couldn't understand it.

Meanwhile, Broken Bones was watching the entrance to the mountain pass, and the Dragonblood Warrior players further away from the entrance were also watching him.