Chapter 288: Divide the victory and defeat, and the battle stops

Izzy's huge palm was like a powerful giant vice, pinching Lothar's neck, and with a slight force, he could easily break Lothar's neck.

"So, are you insulting me by sparing me alive?" said Old Man Lothar, gasping for breath, looking very angry. (Margora's greatest insult to her is to spare her opponent's life in a duel)

Izzy laughed as he listened.

"Haha! Margoras is the glorious tradition of our orcs, and you think that if you can propose this duel, you will be able to integrate into our glorious tradition and enjoy the same treatment as us?"

Lothar's eyes darkened, he knew that he had lost the duel without a doubt, but Izzy couldn't care so much, and he continued:

"That doesn't matter, it's the duel you brought up, and now I've won, you've lost! Then fulfill your promise! Commander-in-Chief of the Alliance! Let your armies retreat and let the armies of the other kingdoms return to their own homes to deal with the real threats. ”

Hearing Izzy's words, Lothar smiled apologetically and said:

"I'm sorry, I think I made an unfulfilled promise, this is the Seven-Nation Alliance, not my army, and I can't decide whether they will stay or not. ”

Hearing Lothar's words, Izzy let out a low roar and began to force his palm, causing Lothar's eyes to roll when he pinched, but then he relaxed again.

Izzy thought about it for a moment and decided to keep Lothar alive for a number of reasons.

First of all, Lothar's prestige, in the hearts of the soldiers of the Alliance, seemed to be incredibly high.

Izzy looked at the Alliance soldiers who seemed to be anxious, and realized in his heart that if he killed Lothar at this time, not only would he not be able to break the morale of the other party, but would provoke the grief and anger of the Alliance soldiers.

Secondly, it is better to be alive than dead, because in the experience of Thorn Valley, Lothar can be said to be the only alliance leader in the alliance who is more or less kind to the orcs, and if he kills him, it is equivalent to cutting off all possibilities for peace between the alliance and the tribe.

And more importantly, it is better to kill Lothar than to capture him, as long as Lothar is in hand, the alliance will not dare to wash the ground with magic so unscrupulously, and the tribe will be able to delay time very smoothly.

When the Horde's steel artillery regiment arrives, at that time, it is not what you want to make the alliance look like, just what you want to be?

Thinking so, Izzy grabbed Lothar's hands behind his back with a backhand, and said:

"Since you don't keep your word, don't blame me for treating you like a prisoner, but I can assure you that you won't be mistreated in any way, and besides, I'll have to talk to you about the truth. ”

Old man Lothar smiled bitterly and did not resist, but the soldiers of those alliances immediately made a commotion, and the commander was captured in front of their eyes, leaving them indifferent, which was obviously impossible.

But Izzy immediately grabbed Lothar by the neck, making the Coalition soldiers honest.

Lothar suddenly spoke, "My young paladin lieutenant can stabilize the situation for me and prevent those lads from doing something stupid. Lothar said, and looked at Tulayan, who was trying to use the power of the Light to break free.

Izzy thought for a moment, raised his hand, and took the initiative to release the hand of the earth that bound Tulayan, and said to him:

"Your commander is already my prisoner, if you want him to have no worries, let your soldiers be honest!"

The young paladin first showed a gritted expression of remorse, and then reluctantly stopped the rebellion of the Alliance soldiers.

Izzy returned to Sunshine with Lothar, and took him into the dungeon of Flash with his own hands, and then very seriously instructed the orc warriors not to mistreat the venerable old warrior, and then said to Lothar:

"Old man Lothar, if you have any requests, except for letting you free, I will try my best to satisfy you, and I will come back later to talk to you about what I just said. ”

With that, Izzy left the dungeon and returned to the city walls, wanting to assist Durotan in repairing his fortifications.

When Durotan saw Izzy coming, he immediately threw a fist in his chest and spoke:

"What a beautiful fight! ”

Izzy froze for a moment, immediately clutched his left chest, and fell to the ground, making a gesture of recurrence of an old wound that had been punched by Durotan, and he even spat out a mouthful of false elemental blood.

"Oh! my injuries have returned, and I feel like I'm going to die!"

Durotan was stunned on the spot, and he showed an expression that was so anxious that he was about to cry, hugged Izzy, and shouted anxiously:

"No! No! No, Izzy didn't mean to! You don't want to die!"

"Haha!" Izzy laughed maliciously, and Durotan immediately understood what was happening, and his anxious expression instantly turned into anger, like a ripe peach in an instant, and it was extremely red.

Then Durotan roared angrily, and with a force of his hands, he lifted Izzy up.

Izzy yelled in panic.

"I'm sorry! I was wrong! I have something to say! Ah!!hh

Durotan threw Izzy off the modest wall and into the pen inside, where Izzy landed with great precision.

Twenty minutes later, in the washing machine spell of the mixed elemental pure water and the power of the wind element, Izzy, who had just washed himself cleanly, immediately made a cameo appearance with a sad face.

Durotan commanded him mercilessly, asking him to move stones and wood, while the old man Broxs on the other side shook his head with a smile, with the infinite strength of Izzy, he felt that he could not help here, so he was ready to go to the dungeon to see the old human warrior who interested him very much.

Stepping into the prison, Brooks immediately saw that the old human soldier with snowy temples was actually doing push-ups to exercise his body.

Lothar also immediately noticed the orc entering, and he first showed a "sure do" expression, and then continued his workout.

Brooks carefully observed the human in front of him, he had always thought that there would be no powerful warriors among the human race, but the human in front of him was undoubtedly a skilled high-level warrior, and Brooks was very interested in his combat skills.

He hoped to be able to talk to this human, and through his experience and the enemies he had faced, he could judge the extent of the overall combat power of this world other than magic.

Brooks pushed a bowl of clean water into his cell and, in a less proficient lingua franca, spoke, "Water." ”

Lothar glanced at the bowl of water, and then continued to exercise without saying a word.