The Blue Star players hiding on the hillside, ready to spring an ambush, were frozen in shock.
They watched helplessly as the tank below effortlessly rolled over a slope and charged forward without the slightest pause.
Not only that, but it also increased its power and continued to advance.
Before long, it fell into another slope, and just like before, without stopping, it pressed hard against the trench and emerged over another slope.
The Imperial tank convoy from behind followed suit, crushing all the way through.
From a distance.
The Imperial Tanks, rising and falling like waves, crushed the trenches painstakingly dug over two days by the Blue Star players in the game.
Watching as these tanks rolled past half of the trenches.
The shocked Fang Ming finally came to his senses:
"This is freaking ridiculous?!"
Fang Ming looked down at the soil beneath him, thought for a moment, and dug with his hand.
The loose soil clutched in his palm felt no different from real dirt.
