"Clean up the battlefield!"

The battle was more brutal than Nimbala's army could have imagined - although all the hundreds of ogre warriors who attacked were wiped out, only half of Nimbala's thousands of elite troops were left.

The so-called cleaning of the battlefield is nothing more than killing the dying ogre and cleaning up the corpses of his compatriots who died in battle—under the heavy weapons of the ogre, even if he is draped in the soft glazed armor of Nimbala's specialty, it cannot prevent fatal damage to the internal organs.

In this way, the top brass of Nimbara's army began to contact the council far away, and a portal unfolded behind Nimbara's camp, and thousands of elite troops crossed through it - and the council's orders were brought with them.

"Your Excellency Archmage Rost, we are confident that your research has succeeded!

"You have taken a third of Nimbala's army, and hopefully there will be enough to make up for the sacrifice!"

............

"Good harvest!"

For Ron, whether it was battle damage or reinforcements of the Nimbala's army, it didn't have much to do with him - it's just that in the morning battle, the crossbow arrows fired from the last ten breaths brought him a lot of income - several times he didn't kill any ogres, but the death of every ogre was assisted by Ron, so under the judgment of the system, a large amount of life essence was silently absorbed by Ron, and at the same time, the level of the green bar was satisfied.

"Next, it's up to Nimbala's army to break through the walls!"

After the morning's battle, the entrance to the wall built by the Ogre Clan was never opened—an Ogre Overseer, a team of Iron Stomach Ogres, a team of Ogre Leadsters, and a few hundred Ogre warriors, a loss to even a large Ogre tribe of thousands of people.

So, with ten inside sufficient, the ogre wizard did not intend to raid again - he pinned his hopes on the walls and wanted to fight a siege of the city.

Ron also began to prepare for two things - if Nimbara's army could breach the ogre's walls, then Ron would work with Archmage Rost to abide by the agreement he had made, and if Nimbara's army could not break through the ogre's walls, then Ron would need to find the entrance through his own.

Now, then, it's time for Ron to use his methods to plan ahead.

............

"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"

In the midst of the chaos of Nimbala's army, Ron crept to the bottom of the ogre wall, and then outside a hidden cave, there was a continuous chirping of moonlight rats - in just a short time, dozens of small heads poked out of the wall where Ron was.

Even on the Nelanthel Islands, there are traces of moonlight rats everywhere, whether it is Ilvon Fort or Elvon Island, there are moonlight rats.

"Squeak!"

Call your princes out!

Despite their low intelligence, the moonlight rats understood the meaning of Ron's chirp, and the divinity in Ron's body also intimidated their minds, and they immediately turned their heads and went into the cave.

Then, after a short time, a large group of large moonlight rats emerged from the burrow—under the influence of an ogre race, or by the specialization of the environment, which was twice as large as the average moonlight rat, and had a huge belly with the skulls of various small beasts hanging from it as a stomach shield.

"Squeak!"

"I'm Fagle, the leader of the cannibal moonlight rat tribe!"

"You're looking for me!"

"Yes!"

"I'm going to challenge you!"

Without the help of the Sacred Statue, Ron wants to use the resources of the local Moonlight Rat, and the quickest way is to challenge the leader of the local Moonlight Rat, and after taking his place, naturally all the Moonlight Rats will obey Ron's orders.

So after seeing the leader of the cannibal moonglow rat tribe appear, Ron immediately challenged.

"The Cannibal Moonlight Rat Tribe has its own challenge rules and dedicated locations!"

"Keep up!"

Apparently these fat moonlight rats had smarter brains than regular moonlight rats - this was obviously different from ogres, the stronger the ogre, the more likely they were to have low intelligence - after glancing Ron up and down, the leader of the man-eating moonlight rat tribe turned his head and made a gesture to follow, and then burrowed into the cave behind him.

Ron didn't hesitate to keep up with the pair of moonlight rats, and after more than ten minutes of tunneling, he finally came to the side of a huge hollow.

"Squeak!"

"If you want to challenge the leader of the cannibal moonlight rat tribe, you must do it in this giant pit!"

"Winner, become the leader of the tribe, loser, become food!"

"Questions?"

Under Ron's gaze, Fagar, the leader of the Cannibal Moonlight Rat Tribe, had already taken the lead in entering the cavern, and then stared at Ron with a blood-red gaze.

As Ron's gaze swept over the area, he immediately found that the pit was clearly the place where the ogre's internal leaders fought for the pit - the stomach pit, which was full of ogre's carrion, skeleton and remains, and in the middle there were some moonlight rat remains.

"I see!"

"Not only is the appearance influenced by the ogre tribe, but even the habits are close to the ogre?"

The large ogre clan has two leaders, one is the Ogre Sorcerer, who rules the clan primarily by intelligence, and the other is the Ogre Overseer, who rules the Ogre army.

The status of the Ogre Overseer is not hereditary, and to become an Ogre Overseer is to defeat the current Ogre Overseer in a traditional heads-up battle, which is usually fought in front of the entire clan in a giant pit called the Stomach Pit - such a fierce fight is the best unreserved display of the Ogre's violence.

There are only two options for a challenger to challenge the authority of the Overseers: either all goes well and the Challenger who covets the throne defeats the current Overseer, eats his wreckage, and replaces him, or is defeated and becomes a hungry filler for the Overseers after a fierce battle.

Either way, such a fight would be an incomparable entertainment for the ogre, and at least one of the two powerhouses would have a full meal!

............

"Squeak!"

"Are you scared?"

"I've killed and eaten dozens of challengers in this stomach pit – including my two kids!"

Apparently Fargle's thinking was considered cowardly by Fagle, and he let out a shrill chirp in the stomach pit, stimulating Ron's eardrum - at the same time, countless blood-red eyes lit up around the stomach pit - these are the moonlight rats of the cannibal moonlight rat tribe, their habits have completely similar to ogres, so the challenge between the leaders is also a grand entertainment for them.

"Squeak!"

"It's possible!"

Looking at the shouting Fagel, Ron jumped down without hesitation and came to the bottom of the stomach pit. And before Ron could stand on his feet, Fagger on the opposite side had already launched an attack!

"Roar!"

Completely different from the chirps between them, Fagger actually let out the cry of a small beast, its body swelled violently like a ball, and at the same time, its right claw suddenly pulled out a bone rod that was extremely thick for a moonlight rat from the remains at the bottom of the stomach pit, and launched a charge towards Ron!

"Madness!"

"A moonlight rat can have such a skill!"

Fagger's size is already nearly five times that of an ordinary moonlight mouse, such a physique is already comparable to Iron Fang, and even after his madness, his strength is stronger than Iron Fang - of course, the power of Iron Fang that Ron felt in the battle of the beetles - in Fagger's charge, Ron also twitches an ogre's bone rod to parry - and the force on the bone rod gives him such a judgment!

"What a tough guy!"

"It seems that we must use our true strength!"

Ron thought so, and then waved the bone stick in his hand!