No one expected such a result, so they could only accept it at this time. Of course, this result was also the best.
After all, countless lives and blood have been saved. If we still fight in the same way as before, we may not die at all.
At this time, the troll city had been completely occupied by the legion led by Feng Huo. Because of the previous continuous battles, Feng Huo ordered the entire legion to stay in the city for repairs. The time was not long, just two days. Days of time, but for Feng Huo, who originally planned to stay for only three days in total, it has already doubled.
Feng Huo was already sitting on the original throne of the Troll City Lord. Although it was a bit too big, it was really comfortable.
This guy has used every decoration he could think of. Even the mat is made of some kind of monster fur. Not only is it soft, but it also gives people the feeling of being automatically massaged.
At this time, he was somewhat tired, and the legions below had been arranged by his future daughters-in-law, while he took a good rest here.
The previous battle was really exhausting. Although he did not suffer many injuries, recalling the battle at night still made him couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth.
If I had known this was the case, I should have killed that bastard immediately. To decide the outcome by directly colliding with him like that is simply asking for trouble for myself.
Back to three hours ago, Fenghuo and Troll City Lord Saba let out angry roars at the same time. In the previous exchanges between the two sides, they had reached a certain tacit understanding, although it was not yet a feeling of heroes cherishing heroes. But they definitely know that they can only use the other party as their enemy, and other people can no longer enter their sight.
None of the warriors behind them moved. Only they, after seeing each other, seemed to have entered a gladiatorial arena, and immediately began to fight and collide for real, with fists and fists hitting the flesh.
Like a sonic boom, they rushed directly towards each other.
Both sides had fists as big as sandbags, hitting each other's head hard.
He hit the opponent again and again and stated his request again and again, that is, whoever wins will get everything, and the loser will naturally die.
Troll City Lord Saba made it very clear that as long as Fenghuo can kill it, his city and the trolls behind him belong to Fenghuo, no matter how he handles it.
And Feng Huo also made it very clear that if he defeated himself, it would be easier. He would directly order the surrender of the legions behind him. As for whether the troll Saba wanted to kill or behead him, he had nothing to say. Anyway, if he really lost at that time, he would definitely be a corpse, and he would not be able to control so much.
Both sides used the purest strength to decide the outcome. It was a boxing match with no dodge at all. They only hit each other's head. Their speed and strength were so amazing that they could not be seen by the naked eye. , only the terrifying sound waves continued to spread in the air.
Of course, when the speed became too fast, their arms and fists were already burning due to friction with the air, like streaks of flames.
The temperature, which was originally very low, began to gradually rise, just like a stove was placed here.
At this time, both trolls and humans have focused their attention here. They are not only looking at their own family members, but also their enemies. For them, this kind of battle is what the warriors really want. Favorite, head-on collision style of fighting.
If anyone shrinks back at this time, I am afraid that both sides will be despised and lose control of the army they lead.
There is only sound and fire, the only themes here.
Blood is constantly splashing everywhere, and injuries are inevitable during the battle, but such injuries seem to be only one-sided.
In the exclamation that could not be seen for a full hour, because of the obstruction of the flames and sound waves, it was not until the battle was over and the blood was sprayed that it was finally known what the outcome of the battle would be.
The smoke dissipates and the sound disappears
, the flames dispersed, and everything ended at this time.
No matter whose breathing it was, they had unconsciously lowered or stopped. When they saw the person they were paying attention to, the results they got were different.
Although the blood has completely turned both sides into bloody men at this time, it is already very clear who wins and who loses.
Because the blood of one party is destined not to be his own, and his enemy has already lost his head.
Fenghuo was completely watered by blood at this time, as if he had been filled with blood and grown up. At this time, he looked at the troll city lord Saba who had been smashed by him, and his face was expressionless. He just looked at it coldly. He glanced at it, and then walked up to the Troll City Lord under the gaze of everyone, and said softly, "I have won, and I will accept your people!"
Then after saying these words, the troll city lord seemed relieved, and then fell straight back.
All the wishes came true. After the troll city lord Saba lost his head, he no longer had any anger. The fallen body hit the ground hard, making a crater.
It can be seen how heavy and strong the body of this troll city lord is. The loud rumbling sound can be heard very clearly in this quiet square.
All the trolls seemed to have lost their souls and spirits, and all their strength seemed to have been abruptly withdrawn at this time.
They want revenge, and their anger is burning in their hearts. Especially the elderly nobles who have followed the troll city lord for many years can no longer suppress their anger and are about to charge forward immediately.
But when they met Feng Huo's cold eyes, they seemed to know everything. The lords like them had lost.
They must admit this result, otherwise how can they be worthy of the city lord Saba? Such a result has to be accepted. Although the trolls often cannot abide by the so-called agreements and regulations, this is the lord they respect very much. Sir, since the other party has said it, they can only recognize it.
At this time, they can only put down their weapons. As for what kind of situation they will face in the future, they have no choice. They can only let humans make decisions. They are powerless to do whatever they want. Resisted.
Especially at this time, although their anger is very high, it comes and goes very quickly. There is not much energy left. After losing their will, they only rely on the short-term anger from above to be suppressed. After a wave of suppression, there was not much combat power left.
Under the leadership of those troll nobles, their private soldiers, the armies of those troll cities, and even ordinary troll civilians, have completely given up resistance. They believe that the troll city lord can never be defeated. Died in a one-on-one battle with the enemy.
They want revenge, but according to the words of the troll city lord, they need to surrender, and they must surrender, because they also need to abide by the rules that the trolls have inherited for tens of millions of years. The winner in a single fight, Everything you receive must be given.
What happened after that is complicated to say, but it is also simple. It is nothing more than settling these trolls. Whether they are military or civilians, tens of millions of trolls have become their captives.
The custody and escort of the troll prisoners was left to the elven and barbarian legions. The elven archers would naturally easily kill anyone who dared to resist. As for those who wanted to attack the elves, they would be blocked by the barbarians. As long as Given a little time, the elves will definitely drive these trolls to death, especially when they have been stripped of all their equipment and are under centralized custody, there will be no room for resistance.
Feng Huo sat on this throne and wanted to rub his face. Although he killed the Troll City Lord Saba and blasted the Troll City Lord's head with a hammer, he still felt uncomfortable.
That guy's strength may still be a little weak compared to his own, but after being hit on the head countless times without moving, he will still faint when he should.
There is even a feeling that seeing the world
It was shaking all the time, so I had to force my eyes hard, take a good rest, and recover my damaged brain cells.
I don’t know why these trolls have such a tradition. They actually exchange insults with their enemies. When they meet an opponent, they will engage in one-on-one combat. It’s still the kind of thing where you punch me and I punch you. Until someone's head can no longer hold up and is hammered to pieces.
Feng Huo didn't know when this appeared among the troll race, or it was a tradition in this troll kingdom, but it felt like this tradition was probably quite old. It is estimated that there must have been many trolls in history. Their heads were smashed, and even for those who won, their heads must have been smashed violently, and their IQs may have been affected.
If this was the case, he really felt pity for the trolls in the Troll Kingdom. Whether they were nobles or commoners, they all had such hobbies. He didn't even know who created such a tradition in the Troll Kingdom.
It seems that the trolls in the Troll Kingdom always have a feeling that their brains are not working well. Maybe it is because of their tradition. It even feels that the purpose of creating such traditional trolls is to turn their brains into Idiot, then it is easier to manage.
With a splitting headache, he didn't want to think about these issues anymore. He still needed to recover quickly to avoid leaving sequelae and affecting his IQ, which would be an embarrassment.
Just when he closed his eyes for a while, and was about to gradually fall asleep and let his body recover on its own, an extremely dangerous feeling arose spontaneously.
It was not a good feeling. It was like a huge beast appeared very close to me, but I didn't notice it. When I found it, the other party had already put its sharp fangs on my neck. It only takes one gentle bite to cut off your neck and take your life.
He opened his eyes suddenly, but found nothing in the empty palace of the troll city lord. The tables and chairs were still quietly arranged, and the interior looked extremely rough and wild. It was the same as before he closed his eyes. , there is no difference in what you see.
But he knows that this is definitely not normal. His eyes only see the most superficial things. If you only look at the surface of any matter, it has no value at all. Such things will only deceive yourself.
In an instant, his eyes changed, and golden rays of light flickered in them, as if a new horizon had been opened up, scanning the entire palace, looking for his target.
