Xueba looked at the battle situation inside the crystal ball, and the skeleton's face showed a thoughtful expression.

He was allowed to study this offensive and defensive war from the Sherlock Lord, and he didn't care about the ogre battle, this kind of cannibalism would only eat people, although he was intelligent, but the violent flaws of the race's personality made it extremely unlikely that they would have a high-end magical civilization.

To put it simply, it is classified as a kobold-like existence.

Although none of the scholars are interested in ogres, they are very interested in the players' battles.

Especially this time, the players showed a strong sense of organization and discipline, compared to the previous carelessness.

Ordinary dungeon battles require the presence of a commander, but players in the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom do not have such fixed officers.

According to Xueba's observations, they are more likely to fight in small groups, ranging in size from a few dozen to two or three hundred, or as individual units, and after a meeting, the players' group battles have reached the scale of 1,000 people, and they are still increasing.

In addition, a unified commander was elected, a goblin named Umegawa Kuko, and other organizations called guilds were responsible for the roles of middle leader and herald, respectively.

This made Xueba deeply puzzled, and decided to continue researching.

In the crystal ball, the players ushered in the Nth group annihilation.

"Grass! How can those ogres be so strong! ”

"It's all said, we want to form a battle formation! Do you understand the battle array! I haven't seen anything in the TV series?! ”

"Can you stop thinking about grabbing equipment? Didn't they all say that after the scene battle, the guild allocates equipment to the units? What's the hurry? ”

"Grass mud horse! I'm going to get my own equipment! ”

"Wait until we all follow the team, and we'll have another wave."

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Xueba looked at the players who walked in front of him expressionlessly, he was used to these people living and dying, and the way of dragging corpses to win was like cheating, and until now Xueba has not figured out what the principle is.

But it doesn't matter, there is still a lot of time, and the labor agreement signed with Sherlock is not half over, even if the time is up, it can be signed again!

Of course, the players didn't know that the expressionless "NPC Xueba" was secretly observing them, and they were now fully engaged in the extremely intense battle in front of them.

Their tactics are also simple and brutal, which is to push in groups, self-detonate attacks, and all other methods that can maximize the damage to ogres.

The ogres also gradually realized the feeling that the Cherry King once experienced.

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"Attack with all your might! Climb the walls! Take the city walls! ”

The ogre commander shouted loudly on the battlefield.

The number of casualties of the ogres began to increase due to several suicidal attacks by the players, which made the ogres no longer have the leisurely mood they had before.

Originally, in their opinion, these little greenskins were just a little more numerous, and they wouldn't be defeated until they were soft? But it's different from what I imagined, their number is not simply a little bit.

"There's too much of this little green skin! Can't kill them all?! ”

"yes, where did you get so many little greenskins?"

"They claim to be from the dungeons of the Eternal Kingdom."

"He also said that he was a hero of the underworld, a beacon of freedom, a pioneer and all that nonsense."

"There are also people who claim to be junior high school students."

"It's so abnormal, I've never seen this kind of little green skin in my life."

In the camp of the ogre leaders, the leaders were talking about the grievances they had encountered during the battle with the little greenskins in the past two days.

You say you can't beat the little greenskins, whether they fight as ogres or tribes, they basically crush these little greenskins, and they even have the mentality of playing at first, but two days have passed, and they don't stop attacking, even in the middle of the night, there are hundreds of people organized into the camp to fight, and they are not afraid of death, even if they can't kill them, they don't have to sleep?

Although there is no sunlight in the underworld to distinguish day from night, isn't it common sense to go to bed at ten o'clock at night, how do these little greenskins do it?

The ogres are physically and mentally exhausted, although they really want to wait for the vitality of these little greenskins to be consumed before attacking the city, but from what they have seen so far, they can't wait for them to consume the vitality of the little greenskins, and their own vitality will be consumed!

The ogres had launched a general call to attack, and they felt that they could not delay any longer.

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Winterfell City Main Hall.

Red tea, dangling in high-end glasses, Andrew was holding a cup of bloody chrysanthemum tea, standing in the office in the main hall of the city, looking at the huge Winterfell City below the balcony.

You can see most of Winterfell here, even the pesky adventurer's guild in the old town.

He even went to cut the ribbon for that obnoxious adventurer's guild as Lord of Winterfell.

There, the land that was supposed to belong to him!

Andrew's eyes narrowed, and his face was full of jealousy!

The spicy man, as soon as he appeared, was as a distinguished guest of the merchant alliance, the savior of Winterfell, and commanded an inexhaustible group of loyal servants who were not afraid of death, because he saved Winterfell, the spicy man closed his eyes and asked for a bounty, and the "0" behind the amount seemed to have no end.

Not only that, but the spicy man is also unclear with a new fallen angel named Lilo, and he even received a direct invitation from Liluo at the ball, which is the fallen angel he first fancied.

All of this makes Andrew sour, obviously he is the protagonist, he is the most evil high-ranking demon in the entire underworld, he came to Winterfell, originally to pretend to be forced, to be in the limelight, and to go back to inherit the eternal fire in the future, and he can also say "I have a lot of experience in governing dungeons", but now, all the limelight seems to have been stolen by the high-ranking demon called Sherlock.

Everyone praised him and his people, but no one paid attention to them, not a single one!

"Mr. Andrew, a newspaper reporter wants to interview you."

An assistant's voice came from outside.

Andrew showed a resentful look: reporters are not counted!

He thought so.