"Are these trolls dead?"

Izawa watched as the Minotaur clan cleaned up the troll battlefield, squirming severed limbs and living entrails everywhere on the ground.

Perhaps of all the battlefields, only the battle between the minotaur and the troll is the bloodiest, and these trolls who can continue to regenerate are divided into human beings one by one by the more ferocious minotaur.

The severed hands and feet were thrown and waving their claws, and the tumbling head was still making an instinctive bite.

Looking at this strange scene, Izawa inexplicably thought of zombies and some undead creatures. He couldn't figure out how strong the life force had to be so that the dismembered limbs could still be closely connected to each other.

Kane Bloodhoof stomped a troll's arm to a pulp with hard bones, and he looked up at the real dragon descending beside him, his scarlet eyes filled with indescribable respect.

"Back to my king, the life force of the trolls is very tenacious, as you can see, these pieces of flesh that are still wriggling still maintain a fairly strong vitality, as long as they are given a few hours, they can grow back the lost parts."

Bloodhoof knelt on one knee, his mane and horns almost red with blood, the tip of the thick pillar was wrapped in a disgusting layer of minced flesh, and his whole body exuded a fierce aura, and he didn't know how many trolls had died at his hands.

He gasped and said, "Do you want me to kill all these monsters?" It's a bit of a hassle, but it's just a little more time-consuming. ”

"No, take away these people who are still alive, trolls are also a race with very strong combat power, if they can see the situation clearly and surrender to me, I will spare their lives, as for other dead things, it is useless to leave them, just burn them with fire."

"Yes, my king."

Izawa flew directly back to the Red Dragon Territory, the entire camp was scorched black by a fire, and the high walls and earthen forts also collapsed in the earthquake caused by the Earth Titans, so it can be said that the camp is now completely in ruins, only the high platform made of a single boulder is still standing strong, not damaged in the war.

This was the throne of the red dragon all along, and he was entrenched on it, and next to him lay a silver dragon that looked petite compared to him.

The Red Dragon Clan, led by the leaders of the various clans, returned to the camp one after another, heading towards the underground head of the Red Dragon on the high platform.

The corpse of the frozen Titan was placed in the center of the procession, and many monsters swallowed a mouthful of saliva as they watched the giant exude a terrifying aura even after death.

Thinking that their master was able to suppress him and beat him violently the whole time, easily killing a powerful Titan, the monsters' eyes as they looked at the great red dragon were filled with a kind of crazy fiery emotion.

Izawa glanced at the clans under his command, the monsters were in a row, hustling together in their own race, among which the gnolls, the ragtag legions, and the minotaurs accounted for almost seventy percent.

A total of 4396 of them.

A number came to his mind, this was the talent of the red dragon, he could see the amount of gold coins in his treasure at a glance, and now it was natural to calculate the number of clans.

After a bloody battle, the monsters that are still alive are undoubtedly the elite of the elite, and each monster is entangled with blood, which is much more fierce than before.

"What about the casualties?"

"Your Majesty, the gnolls have suffered nearly 300 casualties." Warwick reported the number of losses.

Ize nodded slowly, he was not surprised by such a large casualty figure.

The Gnoll's enemy is the Ogre, and although they have an absolute advantage in numbers, their individual combat effectiveness is still too different, even if he allocates 100 Minotaurs to help, the battle loss figure is still high.

He looked at the other clans.

"Your Majesty, according to statistics, there are 27 fewer Wyverns and Chimeras, and most of them died at the hands of the Mountain Giants."

"The Minotaurs have lost less than 10 men, Your Majesty."

Hiss......

Hearing this number, the rest of the clan leaders gasped and turned their heads to look at Kane Bloodhoof, they all knew that the opponent of the Minotaur was a powerful troll with terrifying regeneration ability, and the number of trolls was hundreds at least, and the overall number was not much different from the number of the Minotaur.

But even so, the minotaurs actually only lost single digits?

Could it be that the Minotaur is really so powerful?

Kane Bloodhoof's head held high, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty madness, he said, "The trolls were crushed by the fire in the camp, and they were cut off by the minotaurs as soon as they escaped, and I only led the tribe to launch a few charges, and the trolls almost all fell under the iron hooves of the minotaurs. ”

Although he said it easily, everyone knew that it would be impossible to achieve this level without strong strength.

"Good job, Bloodhoof." The red dragon head praised again.

"Tyrion, have you counted the loss of the territory?" He looked at the logistics chief.

"Great Your Majesty, the Earth Titan has caused a strong earthquake, most of the dungeons have collapsed, and the earthen forts and high walls need to be rebuilt, even with the help of the Mountain Giants now, it will take at least ten days to recover to their previous level." The goblin leader analyzes the damage.

"Ten days?"

The red dragon frowned and tapped its claws lightly.

After a moment, his gaze slowly sharpened, and the pure dragon power spread out from him, enveloping the entire camp, and the monsters who had just surrendered to him couldn't help but tremble, and the Red Dragon Clan felt this powerful coercion, and their eyes were filled with fanatical respect.

"It doesn't make much sense to rebuild the territory on this rubble."

The red dragon spoke slowly, his sharp gaze sweeping over the monster clan.

"As you can see, the true dragon has killed the Titans, the Red Dragon Clan has defeated the Titan army, and now that we have a territory that is larger and richer than the barren Huangyan Gang, I will fulfill my original promise to lead you to that rich land, and I want you to know that the glory of the Red Dragon Clan has only just begun."

The low roar of the true dragon spread throughout the camp, and most of the monsters still remained solemn under the suppression of the dragon's might, and some high-intelligence races heard the sound of Sisuo, and they couldn't help but let out excited and excited whispers.

"We all know that Kazarin is very large, but compared to the whole of southern Xinjiang, it is only a relatively dense forest. As far as I know, in the vast southern Xinjiang region, there are 100,000 mountains that are inaccessible, places where shadows and ghosts gather, frozen snowfields that have remained unchanged for thousands of years, and red wastelands shrouded in death. ”

The names of the places came out of the mouth of the red dragon, and the whispering monsters stopped talking, and their expressions became excited and focused, as if they vaguely knew what their Majesty would say.

"As you all know, the development of the Red Dragon Clan started from the barren Huangyan Gang, and my first dependents were nothing more than a group of insectivorous gnolls, but now, I have a powerful clan, countless heroes and fearless monsters, we fought all the way, never stopped, with barren wilderness resources, defeated the powerful Kazarin master! And this glory belongs to you! ”

The gnolls led by Warwick straightened their chests, they were the first clan to follow the Red Dragon, and they were also the clan that changed the most today, and they knew how difficult the journey was, and no defeat could have the brilliant results they have now.

"Now that the master of Kazarin is dead, we are surrounded by even more powerful enemies. If you want to become the true uncrowned king of southern Xinjiang, conquer them! ”

The red dragon stood upright on its strong and powerful hind feet, spreading its exaggerated dragon wings that almost covered the sky, and its sharp dragon eyes swept over the monster army below, opening its mouth to let out a roar.

"My fierce and powerful clansmen, go to war, go to attack, proclaim my name to the enemy, I will bestow you with the supreme glory of the true dragon, plant my banner in every inch of the territory of southern Xinjiang, and use your ferocity and cruelty to plunge the enemy into a nightmare of fear, I want you to know that there are bloodthirsty and crazy seeds in your blood, you are an invincible Red Dragon Army, and the enemy will fall under your iron hooves one by one!"

"I want to unify the southern frontier and build a powerful empire, and the enemy can only be destroyed except for submission!"

"And at that time, I will divide the land for you, and you will all be lords!"

The red dragon's declaration with an exciting roar, like a grand magic sound exploded deep in the minds of every monster, and one by one they let out an earth-shattering roar, only to feel that their blood was boiling, and they wanted to fight the enemy immediately and expand their territory.

"For my king!"

"For Your Majesty!"

"For the Lord of the Southern Frontier!"

"For the glory of the true dragon!"

The shouts were continuous, and the roars surged up like a tsunami, and Izawa was satisfied with the monsters' current mood, and he raised his dragon claws to point at the reverse of Kazarin.

"Now, then, it's time to taste the delicious fruits of victory."

"My dependents, bring all the useful things, and follow me to Kazarin in half an hour, it's time to receive the forces that belong to us!"

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ps: Close to 3000 words big chapter, brothers and sisters, can you meet my small request, now there are 40 fans, can you let me break 100, just a small reward. QAQ

Looking at the tens of millions of fans that others have not yet put on the shelves, I am so envious of QAQ

There is still a chapter at 6 p.m.