Section 40 Games

"How's it going?" the first thing the gray cloak did when he walked into the room was to ask a split-head.

"Of course, everything was expected. Wolfell replied. "How's your health, can you still hold on, or do you want to rest for a ......while?"

"I'm fine. The gray cloak replied anxiously, then sat aside. Worchel shrugged, knowing that his companion was far from as easy as he sounded. An unmanned spaceship's automatic defenses are no joke - the gray cloak says it's just "poor", but that's just talk. Thankfully, it doesn't look like the injuries are fatal.

When a man gets stubborn, he sits naked on the thorn bushes, unblinking to deny that his ass stings. In this case, the others could only keep him sitting on the thorn bush, and any attempt to get him to his feet was in vain.

"What kind of 'expected'. The gray cloak asked.

"The Scarlet Duke has defeated the Ironhide Boss. Warcher replied. "It was a fantastic game. ”

"How's the remnants of the Tin Boss?" the gray cloak was not surprised by the news. He was concerned with another issue.

"There are no remnants. Warcher replied. "The Scarlet Duke has chosen a good place, and the defeated Greenskins are caught between the dwarves and ogres, and there is no way to escape. The remaining green skins were pressed by the river...... Some of them were swept away by the river, and the rest were annihilated. Even if a few really run out, it is probably not worth our effort to put it away. You have to say, by the standards of this primitive war, the Scarlet Duke did a pretty job. He had only about 6,000 men. ”

"In addition to looking at quantity, it is also about quality. The gray cloak replied. "The Scarlet Duke is well prepared this time...... The cannons he brought to the battlefield were at least in the triple digits...... And there's a flowering bomb ......"

"But you still have to admit that he was a very good general. Worchel said. He used his six thousand dwarves to fend off the Greenskin's initial onslaught. It's remarkable, and it requires a very keen sense of battlefield command and foresight......"

"Don't talk about that...... the gray cloak voice was calm, but Wocher could hear it, and there was anger and disgust in his companion's voice that was much louder than it seemed. And that's exactly what Wochell couldn't understand. "How's the situation on the white-handed boss's side?"

"Very good. Wolfell replied. "There was no more fighting—all the greenskins who could resist him were defeated and absorbed by him. Now he's gathering those little tribes...... All in all, he has reached our requirements, with about 40,000 men. ”

"Good. The gray cloak replied. "Immediately let him lead all his men and rush to the side of the Scarlet Duke as fast as possible. We have to get the timing right. ”

"I'd suggest slowing it down a bit. On the one hand, there will be time to gather more men, and on the other hand, if I'm not mistaken, the Scarlet Duke will soon let the ogre go. ”

The gray cloak hesitated, as if estimating Warchell's proposal. "Maybe you're right. ”

"Rest assured. Even the Scarlet Duke, and the artificial intelligence, could not have predicted what we were doing behind the scenes. Waucher pondered with interest the delicate relationship between the Grey Cloak and the Scarlet Duke. "For him, it must feel like he's done, and the battle ahead is to gradually clear the remaining scattered greenskins. He never dreamed that we had combined all the scattered Greenskins into a new force. He could not have seen this in advance, so he would have thought that he had won the war, and he would take care of the wounded first and celebrate with a feast...... After doing all these bits and pieces, he could spend all his time trying to move on to the next battle. The ogre is already unnecessary in future battles, and may even turn into a hidden danger, so he will definitely let these ogres go, haluha. ”

"How long will it take?"

"According to my understanding of dwarves, three days. Warcher replied. "In the past three days, let the Scarlet Duke enjoy his victory. When he reached his peak, we dragged him down and threw him to the ground. It's that kind of revenge that makes sense, and it's so sweet, isn't it?"

He looked at his companion, who was completely oblivious to his particular word, "revenge."

"You're right. The gray cloak nodded. As he did this, his body visibly stiffened from the pain. This means that his injuries are much more serious than they seem. "That's it. When he thinks he has everything, shatter his arrogance at once!"

It's funny...... Worchel thought in his mind about the unusual hatred of his companion. No, it's not hatred, it's hatred. The hatred of the gray cloak is too palpable to be ignored. But what did he do with the Scarlet Duke for? Where did they get their revenge? Although the Scarlet Duke killed Karl, Walchel didn't feel the slightest bit about the death of that waste. He believed that the same was true of the gray cloak. In fact, all the people were indifferent to Carl's death - if they weren't secretly happy behind their backs.

Of course, Ylan's death is another story. However, as everyone knows, Ilan was not so much killed by the Scarlet Duke as she committed suicide. To say that he hates the Scarlet Duke for this...... That's just too much. As for Walcher himself, he had no personal hatred for the Scarlet Duke. If the Scarlet Duke stood in front of him, he couldn't raise any particular hostility. He came to carry out this task simply because he was delegated to it. There is no other reason for this. At the end of the day, Walcher just carried out the task with a working attitude (and at most some enthusiasm and interest).

But the gray cloak is a little out of the ordinary. What did he hate the Scarlet Duke for? because of what happened to Ilan? a little like it, but not quite like it.

With that in mind, Waucher decided to get up and walk around for the time being. Staying in this room all the time and monitoring everything is not an easy job. Now that the gray cloak is here, he can naturally liberate it for a while.

The outpost wasn't big, so he didn't have to walk a few steps to the door of the gray cloak's room. The door to the room was not closed, and something was leaking through the crack in the door.

Curious, Warchel walked inside, just in time to see a holographic projection playing in the room. He quickly recognized that it was the duel between the Scarlet Duke and Ylan in the heavy snow.

"That's amazing...... is worthy of the man that Qin Xin fancies...... He is worthy of being a man I like...... I was convinced. Ylan was speaking her last words. "What a pity...... Why didn't I see you before Qin Xin? Why can't I touch you like this with my original body......"

I see...... Worchel whistled lightly. He was not a fool and soon realized the truth of the matter.

Of course, these secrets are best kept in your heart. So he immediately restored the door to its original position so that no one could see that it had been pushed in.

He walked for a while, and when he returned to the surveillance room, he saw the gray cloak looking at aerial images from satellites. It was a bloody scene after a big war. Across the battlefield, the greenskinned corpses stretched from one side to the other, covering almost the entire place once. This was the result of the previous battle in the valley, where the Greenskins were wiped out and the dwarves suffered only limited casualties. Of course, this is partly because the Scarlet Duke is well commanded, and partly because the main force of the Dwarven Legion is a long-range firepower unit. This means that either the dwarves will have to pay heavy casualties, or they will have limited losses.

"How's it going, playing well, huh?" said Worchell. "A war of annihilation. ”

"Hmph. The gray cloak snorted coldly, but did not refute.

"As far as the rules of war in this primordial world are concerned, our Scarlet Duke can be regarded as a generation of famous generals. Worchel said in a very casual tone. Only he knew that he was actually deliberately using such words to test the tone of the gray cloak. "You have to admit that he's pretty remarkable. ”

"What's so big about that. The gray cloak said contemptuously. "The Greenskins are nothing more than a bunch of primitive beasts...... Besides, with the Ogre, the total combat strength of the two sides is actually almost equal - because a large part of the elite greenskin troops were wiped out in the previous trap. It's just an ordinary back-and-forth attack, and only the Green Skins will do it. ”

"But you have to admit that being able to fight a war of annihilation with the same combat effectiveness is in itself the best proof of the general's ability. Although on the surface, the whole battle was just an ordinary front and back attack, but in fact it was a great test of the commander's judgment. The Scarlet Duke's judgment was very accurate, and he perfectly grasped several key points in the battle. The dwarves fended off the onslaught of the greenskins head-on, and the ogre entered the fray at Greenskin's weakest moments...... It's not easy to make such an accurate judgment......"

"Worchel," the gray cloak interrupted his companion. "Your words gave me a sudden idea. ”

"What thoughts?"

"I want to meet the Scarlet Duke...... Of course, I don't mean that I go to see him, but that I have to have a battle with him. ”

Waucher instantly realized what his companion was referring to.

"You want to pass the white-handed boss...... To play a war game?" Waucher thought a little afraid that the world would not be chaotic. "But you don't have any training or knowledge in this area. ”

"War games?" said the gray cloak smiled. "That's right, for us, it's just a game. It's no different from a virtual game. And for our Scarlet Duke, this is a real war that stakes life and honor...... Hehehehe...... I don't need any experience or knowledge, because this kind of war in the primordial realm is a very simple and easy thing to do. Let me compete with this Scarlet Duke and see how much gold he has as a 'famous general'!"