Damn it, this boss really has no normal skills.

If the front army is defeated, as long as the rear remains stable, they can always find a way to revive their morale and stabilize their footing.

But if there is a problem in the rear, especially in the base camp...

Even if we have never eaten pork, have we never seen a pig running?

Even if it is done behind closed doors, I have not read military books in vain for so many years!

General Orange immediately understood the priorities, and while sending an envoy to notify the other four generals of their retreat, he quickly gathered surrounding troops to return reinforcements.

But on the other side, a large group of players who looked like hungry wolves had already broken into their rear positions.

In fact, in the planned strategic plan, there was no flanking attack from both front and back.

But for players, these enemies are all new monsters, and each of them is of high quality, and they are completely top-notch experience packs.

Even if the kills caused by manipulating the giant siege weapon will be counted as collective damage and the experience will be divided equally, if you smash it in three or two rounds, everyone can always rise to the next level.

Therefore, it was like a press conference was held on the huge hillside, and the flashes of random upgrades never stopped.

But not every player can operate long-range weapons and giant machinery. There will always be people who are unswervingly playing pure meat warriors.

Originally, they planned to launch a counterattack against the lizard men under the cover of their teammates, but the firepower of their teammates was too arrogant.

The dense rain of arrows is accompanied by the shocking roar of thunder, and large and small flying props tilt down, all of which are thrown at you regardless of the enemy or friend.

——The heroic warrior in the battle was not stopped by the enemy, but was first blown to pieces by his teammates' return artillery.

Fuck!

Although the level can be reset, it also takes time, so the survivors all retreated to the hillside in fear.

Helpless, I could only watch others level up with a sullen expression, and I was so anxious that I almost overturned the mud nest.

No, if we keep going like this the war will be over!

Seeing that the lizard men's attack has been completely defeated by everyone, if they don't take action, they may not even be able to drink soup...

These reckless men simply gritted their teeth and became angry.

Come on, brothers, let's make dumplings for them!

If it is an ordinary roundabout outflank, the players need to quietly go down the mountain and then go around the boss in a circle to get to the rear of the lizard.

But this is a game, and the immortals have their own tricks.

They did not participate in the battle and chose to teleport directly back to the temple, and then jumped twice to the tower castle, the nearest teleportation point.

Then they marched as fast as possible, returned to the battlefield from another direction, and launched a surprise attack where the lizardmen were unprepared.

And players who have the courage and ability to do this are naturally not ordinary people.

Therefore, they invisibly formed a special operations team that was not afraid of death, and stabbed the lizard people...in the back.

Ah, what is this!

You asked the Golden King to stuff his head into the Red General's butt. He never imagined that such a group of madmen would appear behind him.

So when the guard with his face covered in blood came running over in a mess, he was still looking at the seriously injured Aiko, gritting his teeth.

Damn humans, damn...

The atmosphere was solemn, but the military situation was extremely urgent.

The messenger didn't want to engage in any more etiquette between monarchs and ministers, so he speeded up his speech and shouted loudly.

Your Majesty, a group of humans are coming from behind us. Let's get out of the way quickly, Your Majesty!

You want me to avoid this?

Unexpectedly, the Golden King glanced at him, and his voice gradually became sharper.

Then I, the king, will kill your little one first!

After that, he pulled out an extremely beautiful golden knife from the guard on the side and chopped it down without saying a word.

The sharp blade was as thin as a cicada's wing, and it separated the poor guy's neck without any hindrance.

The blood filled the air, and the muffled sound of the silver head falling to the ground seemed to hit everyone.

And when the Golden King gasped and raised his head again, his vertical pupils were filled with bright red malice.

His needle-like gaze swept over every lizard around him, and finally landed on the red general.

The ferocity disappeared instantly, replaced by a slowly creeping smile.

The Golden King moved his lips and asked softly.

General Red. There are two thousand warriors in my scale tribe, and the Dragon God has blessed us to help us. Is it possible to lose this battle?

The red general felt horrified and bowed quickly.

As long as I'm waiting for you, of course you can't!

Very good, then I want to see victory come, and I want them all to pay the price!

…

I want them dead!

Even after leaving with a few of his henchmen, the Golden King's hysterical howls still seemed to be echoing in the Red General's ears.

He frowned and had only one sentence in his mind.

The king is crazy! Completely crazy!

No, it seems I have to...

His beloved son was seriously injured and his strength was greatly reduced. It was not a matter of how much sanity the Golden King Duke had left in his rage.

Not far to the east of the main camp, a large green skin like an iron tower has torn open the temporary wooden partition set up by the lizard people.

Brother Sha is mighty!

Brother Sha is awesome!

Brother Sha, when will you lead everyone to attack the Dark Elf Queen again!

Amidst the cheers (?) of other players, Brother Sha stepped into the core of the lizard people's battle formation with a battle ax in hand.

The savage ferocity on his face collapsed in an instant and turned into a sigh.

In fact, just half an hour ago, he was fighting bravely on the frontal battlefield.

The idea of ​​the [Mage Group] is very clear, and it can be regarded as focusing on both internal and external aspects.

Our formation is with Brother Sha as the main T, allowing the other three demi-human mages to deal with their damage safely.

On the whole, they are following other comrades in arms to gain some experience, without standing out or falling behind.

Therefore, they are extremely stable in fighting and can farm monsters quite comfortably.

But the advantage of Code Name: Yangyue is that it is real, and the bad thing is that it is also real in places that should not be real, especially the damage caused by friendly forces!

The brothers heard the experience very well and were enjoying themselves. I don’t know who the hell took the picture as soon as they fired back.

If he wasn't thick-skinned and couldn't be beaten to death, he would have to be destroyed by a five-kill group from his friend.

Mad King: Damn it, why am I included in this?

There was no other way. The frightened Brother Sha had to retreat quickly.

However, after hesitating for a moment on the hillside, he finally participated in the outflanking plan of other players.

Facts have proved that this plan was very successful, and the lizard people could not imagine that there would be magic weapons descending from the sky behind them.

These third-rate men who serve as reserve forces cannot stop the player's attack at all, and they cannot even mount a decent counterattack.

The same is true even if the Red General joins. After all, even if he wants to regroup, how can the players give him this opportunity?

Once some lizardmen try to gather together, they will be met with a sweeping attack, destroying and scattering them at the speed of light.

On the frontal battlefield on the other side, players cannot let the lizardmen come and leave as they please.

The most powerful thing about a so-called string-controller is a pair of iron arms. As long as he has the strength to draw a bow, he can swing a machete!

Therefore, looking at the rapidly retreating lizard men, the archers took out a variety of melee weapons and began a fierce pursuit.

The lizard people's morale was already in great decline, and now they were killed by a pack of wolves, and they were completely thrown into chaos.

Several teams were actually running together, and almost no one had the energy or kindness to help each other.

As a result, the Scaled Tribe experienced its first combat attrition of an important character since the war began.

And this lucky guy is naturally the green general who spoke the harshest words during the day and is now the fastest running away.

The evil beast shall die!

Being targeted by two top players, the Lost One and the Great Khan, at the same time, it can be said that the Green General has no room for maneuver at all.

Asshole, you!

Before he could catch the heavy punch from the left, the saber from the right pierced his throat.

It's over, General Green is dead!

He vaguely heard someone yelling such a sentence, and General Lan, who was running away on the other side, couldn't help but widen his eyes.

Although he and I have nothing to deal with, we are still compatriots and colleagues.

To die on the battlefield so inexplicably...it would be somewhat sad to see someone die like a rabbit or a fox.

However, before this rare kindness was consumed by the panic between life and death, he felt a sharp pain coming from his back.

Looking back, he realized that at some point, a black figure came behind him, like the god of death seeking his life.

you……

It's a pity that before he could even scream or say his last words, his heart was crushed by the silver swords.

Beautiful, the blue lizard is dead too, the God of Death is awesome!

The player didn't hide any information, or it could be said that this was also a way to attack people's hearts.

It was clear that he was not the one who killed the enemy general, but he roared harder than anyone else.

After losing two generals in a row, the remaining lizard people were even more heartbroken.

Even General Qing, the most stable among the seven generals, looked worried and whispered.

No, General Cheng. If this continues, we will be eaten alive by them before we can return to the main camp!

But now the situation on the battlefield is so dire that even if General Orange has read 10,000 military books, what will it do?

Forgive him for having so many theories, he could only bury his head and run wildly, leading the soldiers to continue retreating.

But among the bright silvery white, the bright colors of the seven generals were too eye-catching.

Especially after the Great Khan and the God of Death revealed their experience points, the player's stamina bar began to skyrocket out of thin air.

Therefore, in the forced rush of many brutal collisions, even if the orange and green duo ran fast enough, their tails were still bitten by several players.

Two heroes, why don't you leave again and stop talking to us?

Hearing the other party's mocking words, General Orange couldn't help but tighten the handle of the knife at his waist.

But before he could pull it out, he heard a sentence coming from his side.

Old Mr. Cheng was kind to me, now is the time to repay me!

What? Wait!

But General Qing didn't give him any room to speak. He had already stopped and started charging in the opposite direction with his long soldiers in hand.

General, leave quickly!

I don’t know whether it’s because he wants to die or not, or because General Qing’s martial arts is really so strong.

He actually stopped the pursuers on his own and held on for half a minute in the chaos.

What a pity, there are also heroes among thieves...

In the end, it was the spearman's senior brother who took action and wiped General Qing's neck open with his long knife.

This precious half minute also allowed the main force to successfully return to the main camp, but the place had already been reduced to chaos by the players.

Happy, I seem to have found the fun of playing Goblin Chief!

The screaming lizard man was thrown away like an ant was crushed to death. Brother Sha exclaimed in excitement that he was very satisfied.

The Mad King speaks! How do you feel, how do you feel?

[Asshole, what do you want me to feel? 】

What else could it be? Of course our players are invincible.

…

After being beaten so many times by players, the Mad King actually has a relatively clear understanding of his own strength.

Last time, his 3,000 people couldn't cope with 100 players. He attributed all this to the help of the game system of the pioneers.

But now, facing two thousand strong lizardmen, they could slaughter their own goblin tribe at least three times.

But when facing the players, they collapsed at the first touch. They were completely suppressed and even slaughtered!

Could it be that it's really because I'm too weak...

Since regaining consciousness, the Mad King has never been so helpless and humbled.

Brother Sha was still chatting while fighting, and he was good at tempting.

So, since we players are so strong, you can just be an electronic player with peace of mind... I mean, just be a portable grandpa.

Hey, yes, the players are very strong, we Goblins are so good, we will never be able to match them.

Damn it, it would be great if there was someone as strong as the players. They would definitely not be allowed to be so arrogant again.

……Um?

In a silent sigh, the Mad King suddenly realized and came up with a brilliant idea.

——Since you can’t deal with the players yourself, why not let the players deal with the players?

And the ready-made, most suitable target for instigating rebellion is now right in front of him.

Even though the Goblin tribe is still very weak now, the upper limit of players is too high.

One day, I can use the hands of players to avenge my clansmen!

Then, the only thing I need to do now is...

[I understand, Pioneer, I will definitely assist you wholeheartedly in the future, as long as you...]

Unexpectedly, he knocked over the lizard man blocking him with one punch, but Brother Sha laughed.

No, Mad King, you really plan to instigate me to betray humanity.

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Mad King, male, died of virtual hypertension at the age of 114,514...

On the battlefield, General Orange, who had finally managed to shrink his troops back, felt dizzy.

The purpose of players breaking into the main camp is to gain experience and earn gold coins at the same time. They don't care about other things at all.

None of them bothered to fight the main force of the lizardmen who had withdrawn. Instead, they continued to enjoy themselves in another place after avoiding the powerful enemy.

General Orange thought that as long as he came back, everything would be fine and he could save the building from collapse.

But no one is willing to fight with me, so no matter how powerful I am or how hard my fist is, what's the use?

Moreover, it has been so long and he still cannot solve the fire at home, so the failure of this battle has become certain.

General Orange stood dumbly in the mountain of corpses and sea of ​​blood, holding a dagger and muttering to himself.

Obviously yesterday, we lizardmen were still one of the overlords of the underground plains. Why did it only take a blink of an eye...