Chapter 539

At the United Nations General Assembly, Piao Renshuang walked up to the stage and, as the Silla representative, delivered a speech.

Although he was still somewhat nervous at first, perhaps he really got into the role, his demeanor gradually became passionate and heroic, even his philtrum felt a little itchy.

Speaking of which, since Silla joined the Adhesion Nations, this should be the loudest they have ever been on the world stage.

They even dared to bare their fangs and brandish their claws right in front of the White Eagle, who could swat them dead at any moment—truly utterly lacking in restraint.

But including the White Eagle's representative, no one present showed any dissatisfaction, after all his final words were.

"So we, Silla, are willing to take on this operation to draw the main force of the Wasteland Royal Court's army, hoping for your support—thank you!"

Therefore, after concluding this short essay titled "For You, For Me, For Everyone" with sacrifice as its theme, the representatives below were all bewildered.

Whether strong or weak, east or west, any faction, everyone present was staring at each other.

Some even pulled at their own ears and slapped their thighs, trying to figure out whether they were dreaming.

And in that eerie silence, a woman in uniform suddenly rushed onto the stage, her face frightened as she handed her phone to Piao Renshuang.

Piao Renshuang's hesitation and fear had long dissipated with the progress of his speech, so he did not hastily take it, but furrowed his brow.

"Is it my father?"

The female secretary trembled and nodded, but just as she was about to speak, Piao Renshuang snatched the phone from her hand and, in front of everyone, slammed it hard onto the ground.

Then he lowered his head, moved closer to the microphone, and raised his voice again.

"Everyone, I am likely the youngest here, so I'll say the things you might be embarrassed to say!"

"Over the years, we have generated many contradictions between us—chains, decay, and filth that we either do not realize or dare not admit."

"But after *Double Moon Struggle* let me contact a more backward other world, having this mirror, I confronted my own squalor."

"So perhaps you are still laughing at what I just said, thinking it naïve, but I want to say that these words, I am utterly sincere."

"The past me was no different from anyone I knew—a pure parasite, only clinging to those who could not resist to suck their blood."

"But from now on, I will become the person I ought to be! I will make up for all my faults and bring a brand‑new Silla to the Silla people!"

"I believe that after experiencing these past six months or so, we all have come to know the preciousness of justice and peace."

"I also believe that those who love justice and peace will stand together with others who likewise love justice and peace."

"So I hope that starting today, Silla can, under my leadership, bring about change! Become a force driving world justice and peace!"

"So I hope that starting today, you can support me, support Silla, support our efforts for world justice and peace!"

Although his words sounded lofty and proper, it is obvious that Piao Renshuang wants to use the Adhesion Nations as a stepping stone, to remove his own father from above and let that distant peninsula's nation change masters.

Nevertheless, no matter how you say it, his words do help world peace, and his father really is a bastard old dog—at least the surrounding neighbors have long wanted to press him down.

So after looking around, the Huaxia representative first clapped, and then the ever‑smiling Russia representative also clapped.

Next came the inevitable show of presence by the India representative, along with a bunch of poor brothers who leech off those three big brothers for food, guns, and aid.

Afterwards the hall fell "silent" for three seconds, because the small representatives who dared not pick a side were waiting to see the reaction of the other side.

Until a person in the corner stood up and, without a word, began clapping.

He was not tall and not seated up front, yet he immediately drew everyone's gaze—because he was actually the Baekje representative!

He even smiled and nodded at Piao Renshuang on stage, as if telling the whole audience

——That's right, you wouldn't have guessed? Actually we've already been in contact in private!

"South……North……and……and……"

The White Eagle representative turned pale with shock, took a few deep breaths, gritted his teeth and rose to his feet, his force so great it seemed he wanted to slap his own hand red.

There's nothing to be done—those age‑old rivals are already trending toward turning swords into jade and silk; if you, the big boss, don't lend a hand, it'll look unbecoming.

Thus the EastJapan representative, the Europa Alliance representatives, the Canada representative…

Finally, all the representatives present rose to their feet and gave Piao Renshuang's justice‑filled speech thunderous applause.

Thus Piao Renshuang, without spending a single soldier, succeeded under global pressure in replacing his father's position, forming an iron triangle with President Li and General Cheng, and led Silla in a new direction.

But that's later talk; the bait couldn't be just Silla's main city, so in the initial plan of the High Tower Community, the six cities near it were actually laid as bait for the Royal Court army.

This includes the Baekje main city, an Huaxia agricultural branch city, a White Eagle trade branch city, a Russia industrial branch city, and a Europa Alliance comprehensive city commemorating the royal family's return to the fold.

As for this final bait city, it comes from an African nation that was once obscure but now renowned worldwide.

Exactly, it's Baranta, which a few months ago overthrew the dark rule of Pius II and established a newly elected order.

In a sense, Piao Renshuang's shift from a spoiled second‑generation heir to a traitor is actually inspired by their successful reform.

And the president, a military‑born captain, also, inspired by Piao Renshuang's speech, voluntarily took on the task of setting up the bait.

In his words, this is "the gratitude of the Barantan people to the world's peoples for the help they have provided."

Even such a destitute place where people can barely hold their rice bowls can, in the face of major principles, possess such awareness.

Naturally, the other representatives at the conference also made pledges: as long as their territory lay on the border, they would all ready themselves for sacrifice.

Of course, the sacrifice here mainly refers to material loss—such as being plundered or destroyed.

According to the assembly's consensus, when the Royal Court army launches its attack, only players who can respawn may remain in the target city as symbolic resistance actors.

As for those NPCs who cannot respawn, they must all withdraw to the north, so that natives do not shed blood for the Earthlings' plan.

Furthermore, out of humanitarian consideration, the material losses of the sacrificed will, after victory, also receive material compensation and rewards from the Wolf Royal Court.

Most importantly, all of this is written in black and white in the declaration of the Adhesion Nations' members concerning this plan, serving as witness to the covenant.

Then, since civil officials love no wealth and generals fear no death, the players' plan naturally entered an extremely rapid advancement phase.

Under the banner "Deepen the southern wilderness construction, build a fast track for community development," a construction team led by Huaxia began frantically building roads.

But they did not brutally connect all the border cities together; instead, they divided the border into four zones and linked the cities within each zone to one another.

So when the Royal Court army advances into the wilderness, they, being unskilled at forest marching, will naturally follow the main road to consume the other bait, rather than idly wander into the woods to cause trouble elsewhere.

Indeed, reality bears this out: although the Wolf Prince, out of caution, only consumed the five cities in Silla's region and then withdrew, those cities are indeed linked together, without affecting other zones.

Next came the players' internal mobilization, from reality into the game, as officials from various countries began large‑scale "conscription."

Those civilian players eager for excitement and fun, who can take part in such a massive operation, certainly have no objections and naturally flocked to respond.

Thus the archers were formed into one unit, tasked with flanking one side in the decisive battle, while the mages formed another unit to flank the opposite side.

The warrior profession and other miscellaneous branches took on the task of mopping up secondary cities and providing protection for the two aforementioned armies.

Including private arms companies, the larger guilds conducted a full mobilization, united to take charge of defending a section of the city wall.

Finally, the official state bodies of each nation—no need to elaborate—committed their entire armies, encircling from all sides; today we must destroy the Royal Court army.

Having said that, only one miraculous maneuver remains to be explained: why did a large group of player experts suddenly appear in Hancheng?

The answer is simple: after frantically developing a batch of Earth and Yangyue‑specific technologies, the players returned to basics, drawing wisdom from the distant closed‑beta version, and then launched a massive research drive based on game mechanics.

As everyone knows, since Double Moon Struggle is essentially a massive MMORPG, when players are on Earth, time in Yangyue World continues to flow normally.

To avoid the situation where, after logging off, the accounts that host their projections in Yangyue World remain frozen like the heroine of a time‑stop story, leading to dire consequences.

According to the game system's settings, when they log out, their accounts are directly transferred to the corresponding inner world, where they remain until they log back in and are pulled out for continued use.

In other words, wherever a player logs off, they will reappear at that same location when they log back on.

So, if I set up an ambush and then log off immediately, waiting for the enemy to arrive before receiving a notification and logging back on, could I not descend like divine troops and launch a perfect ambush?

Wuhu!

The players thought so, and they acted accordingly.

After confirming that A Xibao was going to attack the Silla Main City, they quickly rushed here and went to different locations to log out.

After a week, when the great army pressed the border and launched a full‑scale sweep, they logged back in to achieve an inside‑outside coordination that caught the enemy off guard.

At this point someone might ask, 'Doesn't that mean they haven't played for a whole week? How much progress would they lose?'

Listen, listen, is that even human talk?

They had worked grueling high‑intensity shifts in the game for over eight months, and only then managed to earn a week's vacation.

You don't care whether they've rested properly, yet you're worried about how much progress they'd lose.

This is pure Gelangtai behavior, folks—don't imitate it!

Ji Ming: 'I feel like someone is cursing me…'

As for the effect…

In this expedition, the Royal Court army conscripted a total of two hundred thousand soldiers.

Currently the main base at the foot of the mountain has only thirty thousand, so logically the frontline main force should be about one hundred seventy thousand.

But when the player experts descended on Hancheng, the beastfolk here numbered only one hundred thousand, with seventy thousand having vanished amid the war for various reasons.

So you're right, but the Royal Court army currently has a total population of nearly one hundred thousand, while the High Tower Community alone has five million players.

If the High Tower Community decided to beat the Royal Court army, each beast would have to fight fifty players—you don't know, you don't care, you only care about yourself!

With such a huge disparity in numbers, just the sudden appearance of various experts spawning in the city already had the Royal Court army scrambling.

After the south gate fell and the player mechanized forces launched a full‑scale assault, the front line retreated faster than a rabbit could run.

The Fox King and A Xibao also tried to turn the tide with their own strength, but the Pioneers before them simply wouldn't give them that chance.

A moment's distraction, and they'd be hit by the opponents' blood‑boiling combo technique, spitting blood on the spot.

As for the main base troops, A Xibao actually sent out a distress signal right away, but for some reason no one has come to help so far.

Even if they did come, the battle would already be lost, but since the main force has fallen, given the Wolf King's nature, even if he doesn't rescue them, he should at least send someone to have a look.

So what is the Royal Court's main base, which won't even spare a glance, doing now?

The answer is: they're drinking tea.

The Wolf King's major strategic blunder is what doomed those two hundred thousand reckless reinforcements.

The key factor was that he judged the female envoy to be a player spy and dismissed her warnings as mere fart.

However, even if you combed through all the players' decisions over the past few months, you wouldn't find a single trace related to her.

For this envoy was indeed sent by the Lionheart King to warn the Wolf King in an emergency, and she even had the clearance documents for the journey—genuine through and through.

Who could have imagined that the players, in order to achieve total victory in one battle, would be so willing to sacrifice, actually cutting their own flesh when feigning weakness?

Moreover, because A Xibao and the Shadow Envoy arrived as two batches of powerful invaders, the players were quite on edge during this period.

So when this envoy made a second round‑trip between the wasteland and the Deep Forest, she was unexpectedly seized by angry players midway.

"My righteous‑qi radar picked up a signal—it seems someone has sneaked in!"

"Damn, I knew there'd be more—sound the alarm immediately, don't let the thieves get away!"

There's nothing to be done—who asked her to accidentally stray not somewhere else, but straight into a Huaxia military base?