The villain lord: Both the player and the protagonist want to kill me Xi Wei Jinshi

After explaining some precautions, Xi Wei rubbed the soles of his feet with oil and ran away.

He also had to find a way to contact the elves.

Then they took their elf princesses for a wave of equal negotiations of love and beauty.

As for Duke Oengel of the North Wind, he pushed aside the iron fence of the training ground with a serious face, and walked towards the group of "cute new reinforcements" who had just arrived with the momentum of hell if I don't go to hell.

His back is a little bleak.

There is quite a kind of courage of a strong man who will never return when he is gone.

"crunch-"

The sound of the iron bars opening is the best signal.

Twenty thousand eyes looked over at the same time.

Seeing Oengel was frightened for a while.

Although he maintained the strength of the Sky Knight under the pressure of the Moonlight Holy Well, these new reinforcements were just ordinary people without any fighting spirit.

But even if he stood there and asked him to chop, he would have to chop for half an hour!

"An NPC is coming!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Such a big hammer, such a long beard, and such a fierce spirit!"

"Before I heard that the game of Kane Continent is extremely realistic. I watched the modeling before and felt the five senses technology. I am satisfied with it. Now looking at the smart eyes of this NPC, I have begun to wonder if I have traveled to a different world. world."

All players are born with identification skills.

Facing Oengel who was walking slowly with a dignified face, the players quickly gained insight into the old knight's information by using the appraisal technique.

"Oengel? The important hub of the Emerald Fortress, the guardian of the Narvet Fortress, is now under the command of the Winter King, and the friendly camp of our own...level...fuck, level 71!"

"What level is Winter King?"

When it comes to the levels of these top NPCs, especially the BOSS level characters of their own camp, the players are very interested.

"Before I saw some old players in the game forum broke the news that Winter King is already level 74, and I have hardly seen him practice, and the level has grown rapidly..."

"I heard that he was the boss of the first game version, but the first batch of players were too good, and the first protagonist Ye Hao in the official design was relatively naive. Make the BOSS the protagonist of the plane."

"So why isn't Winter King our guide NPC?"

Another player raised a question. He is the one with the underpants on his head, ID Underpants Superman.

At this moment, his expression is a little lonely, and it is not necessary to guess that he must be a fanatic fan of King Winter.

"Our group of players came as recruits to support the Emerald Fortress. The King of Winter is the king and the commander of the entire Emerald Fortress. How could he pick us up in person? It’s just the squad leader in the army, the same as the platoon leader.”

This player was none other than Luen, who had obtained the qualification for the game from doing nothing. His analysis sounded reasonable, and he was quickly recognized by most players.

[Winter King's favorability towards you +10]

Luen: ⊙w⊙? ? ?

In short.

The question that Winter King will not come to guide the NPC is just so straightforward.

Immediately afterwards, the players' attention was completely focused on the Duke of the North Wind, Oengel.

"I am the guard of the Narwit Fortress, Oengel, and also your instructor. Starting today, you will accept my drills. In a month's time, I will try my best to train you so that you can hold weapons and keep your feet soft." Regular soldiers who don't shake their hands!"

Standing at the gate of the training ground, there is really no place to set foot.

After looking around, Oengel could only jump onto an abandoned toilet.

Fortunately, his voice was loud and not timid, and after being infused with fighting spirit, he had a bit of power, which also temporarily shut up the chaotic and chattering "new recruits".

When the elves attacked the city back then, the scene was much more spectacular than this. Although there were not many elves, the arrows and magic covered the sky, almost covering the entire sky, and the gazes of 2 people were nothing.

But as soon as he finished speaking, the originally quiet military training ground was like a pot of water poured into an oil pan, and it boiled instantly, and the sand and rocks on the ground trembled with the noise, which also made Oengel's blood pressure rise to the extreme in an instant.

"quiet!!!"

"boom!"

The Sky Knight-level vindictive energy spread out, lifted Ongel's body, and shattered the toilet under him.

The old shit was splashed everywhere, and the cute new player who was close to him gave a face.

The whole world is clean.

Except for a few who are still retching.

"Your Majesty said that as long as you issue missions to these new soldiers, you can quiet them down... It's strange, but... But since His Majesty said it, it must make sense!"

Oengel endured the awkwardness in his heart, cleared his throat, and repeated what the Winter King said before, as if reciting lines:

"As recruits, you lack the foundation to learn powerful skills, and you don't have the physical fitness to become powerful professionals, so you have to train yourself bit by bit!"

"I understand! Isn't it just mining? Beard brother, don't smear the ink, just tell us where the mine pick is, and don't say ten frames a day. If you can't dig it to death, dig it to death~"

"I understand too! Is there still work to cut down trees?"

"Do you still need to build roads?"

A few players in the front folded their hands and yelled in a hurry, as if they were very knowledgeable.

"You are soldiers, not slaves! You don't need to mine or cut down trees, that's the work of captives and serfs!"

Oengel really didn't understand how the heads of these recruits grew. It was obviously the dirtiest and most tiring job, and they seemed to be looking forward to it.

"Although you also need to pick up tools, I won't let you do meaningless work! You just need to help me repair the fortress."

Onger took a deep breath.

Finally said this stinky shameless thing.

Let the new soldiers go to repair the fort or something...

In fact, it is not much better than digging holes and cutting trees.

Although Onger didn't know why King Winter would do this, he was a general who was good at thinking, which was the main reason why he was able to block the attacks of the elf army again and again.

Almost in those few seconds.

There was a flash of lightning in his eyes, and he suddenly understood King Winter's intentions.

"As expected of His Majesty, you have already thought of this step!"

He was deeply impressed, and couldn't bear the excitement in his heart, because King Winter's idea was bizarre and avant-garde, but one thing was beyond doubt, that is, it was really very useful.

Understanding Winter King's intentions, Oengel's tone became more emotional when he spoke, and he was no longer so rigid.

He waved his hand, clenched his fist, and said emotionally:

"This is the Emerald Fortress, where you will live for a while. In the process of repairing the fortress, you will gradually understand where the fortress' weaknesses are, where you can hide in the fortress, and how to avoid being shot by the arrows of the elves." In the middle, what kind of structure can allow you to hide and hold the high-level magic of the elf mage!"

"After all, if you want to fight here, you must be familiar with every road and every gully here, and all of this starts with repairing the fortress."