Chapter 942: Surrender

The strength of the immortals, the general has a deep understanding, it is easy for one person to destroy a country, and the elven clan can dominate the surrounding civilizations, isn't it just relying on two strong immortals?

"Surrender or die!"

Zhu Bajie took back the nine-toothed nail rake and said to the general who collapsed to the ground, his voice was cold and creepy.

Such a tone gives people the illusion that those who do not agree, die!

"No way, the arrogant elves will not submit to the barbarians. The general didn't think about it, and scolded in a deep voice, and the usual mantra was spoken.

Hearing the word "barbarian", Zhu Bajie's complexion and the complexion of hundreds of thousands of Tang soldiers all became very poor, and even the complexions of many elven soldiers changed.

Oh my god!

O my great general!

When is it now, your own life is hard to protect, and you still open your mouth to talk nonsense, can't you say something nice?

Many elves grumbled in their hearts.

Proud people are more afraid of death than ordinary people.

Seeing the change in everyone's faces, the general also realized that he had said the wrong thing, but he was arrogant and would never admit his mistake.

I don't know who gave him the courage......

He stood up from the void and looked directly at Zhu Bajie, his heart was trembling, and he was trembling, but deep down, he still thought that Zhu Bajie would not kill him.

"Die!"

Zhu Bajie squinted, his originally small eyes became even smaller, and he looked directly at the general and shot out two divine lights.

Rumble!

Without much movement, the general's body turned into a puff of green smoke, drifting into the starry sky and becoming cosmic garbage.

"Passing the book will order, kill!"

The killing god licked his tongue whitely, his lips were scarlet, exuding a dangerous aura, a very rich murderous aura, dyed half of the starry sky red, and the cold law of killing, like the executioner of the god of death, took the lives of countless people.

"Kill, kill, kill!"

The soldiers of the three major legions shouted loudly, waved their swords, and slaughtered the panicked elven army, among them, the killing god army was the most excited, like a sharp dagger, stabbing the enemy in the chest.

Bursts of blood, sprinkled all over the starry sky!

Within a radius of 100 miles, there were stumps and broken arms scattered everywhere, and it was extremely bloody.

Zhu Bajie did not participate in the killing, he flew to the place where the high priest fell, and found the elven bow that emitted green light in the residual brutal energy.

"Forged from the branches of the spirit wood, it is a good bow and arrow, it is really a waste for the high priest to use it, Ben will remember that in the army of the king, there is a leader who is a good hand at arrows, it seems that the arrow is hidden, and when the war is over, give it to him......"

Zhu Bajie said loudly, if the high priest was still alive, he might be angry to death by his words.

It's so infuriating to devour!

It's a trophy, but you can't insult your previous owner!

The screams and screams for mercy were heard endlessly, and they lasted for most of the day before they came to an end.

The 500,000 army of the elven clan, including the high priest of the Heavenly Immortal powerhouse, were all killed in battle.

A light year away, another battlefield was also at a critical moment, the Burning Fire soldiers did not wait for support for a long time, and there were already signs of collapse, but under the shroud of the crisis of the dead clan, they were still able to resist the attack of the Tang army.

Everyone knows that if this continues, it will be defeated sooner or later.

But no one dared to stand up and surrender, and they had been ruled by the elves for a long time, which caused their fear of the elves to go deep into their bones, and even if they were about to be defeated, they did not dare to surrender easily.

What if the front foot has just surrendered, and the support of the back foot elves will be felt?

A similar scene happened 150,000 years ago.

A vassal force was attacked by the enemy, and the elves wanted to wait for both sides to lose, so they did not send troops for a long time, and the long wait made the vassal force desperate and forced to choose to surrender.

Later, the elven army arrived, and when they saw that their vassal forces had changed their courts, they were furious, mobilized heavy troops, and directly slaughtered this vassal force, from the old man who was about to live to the baby who was waiting to be fed, all of them died tragically.

Now, the Flamers are faced with this difficult choice.

Is it surrender?

Or continue to support?

"Poof......

The Fire King, who was thinking about this problem, was a little distracted, and accidentally, he was shot through the shoulder by Zhao Yun's spear, and the terrifying gun power swept through his body, spewing out a mouthful of fiery blood.

"Stop......"

The Fire King knew that he couldn't hesitate any longer, he had to make a choice, and hurriedly shouted, Zhao Yun heard the sound, stopped the offensive, stood thousands of meters away, and didn't speak, only on the bright silver spear, two phoenixes, hovering left and right, giving people a lot of pressure.

"General, do you have a Heavenly Immortal powerhouse?"

The Fire King asked with a little anticipation over his shoulders.

To be honest, the elves are not very good to the vassal civilization, and they can even be described as bad, just like the leeks that are planted, and every once in a while, they have to come to harvest a wave.

In this environment, the Fire King naturally does not have much loyalty to the elf race.

"Oh!"

As soon as Zhao Yun's heart moved, he understood the meaning of the Fire King's words, this is to find a protective umbrella!

Immortals, isn't it easy?

"In the Tang Kingdom, where the general is located, all races are equal, the court is supreme, and there are more than ten foreign races, heavenly immortals and earth immortals, endlessly, the king respects the saints, and the kings of the world are also!" Zhao Yun said loudly, and the starry sky hugged his fists to show respect.

"Is that so?"

Although Zhao Yun said it well and boasted about it, the Fire King was not gullible, but fell silent, and the afterglow of his eyes floated around, and in the eyes of the Tang soldiers, he saw worship.

This doesn't look like a fraud.

Could it be that what he said was true?

All ethnic groups are equal and rule the world together......

If this is achieved, it can indeed be called the King of Wisdom.

"Report, Fire King......"

At this time, a group of scouts rushed to the battlefield from the starry sky, looking panicked, and the Tang army, which had temporarily ceased fighting, did not stop them, let them fly in, and under the watchful eyes of everyone, they knelt on the ground, crying and shouting with a sad face: "Fire King, the reinforcements of the elf race, in the meteorite layer a light year away, were annihilated by an enemy army. ”

"What?"

The Fire King was horrified, staggering, and the raging flames on his body suddenly became dim, and he immediately made up his mind, looked at Zhao Yun, and said seriously: "This general, this king is willing to lead the whole clan to surrender." ”

After saying this, the Fire King slowly fell to his knees.

When the rest of the Burning Fire Clansmen saw the king kneeling, they put down their weapons one after another, and knelt down nervously.

They don't know if they will be able to survive after surrendering.

Will this young Terran general let them go?

"Collect the weapons, and wait for the general to report to Wang Zun, and then make plans. ”

Zhao Yun did not give a clear reply to the Fire King, but his words made the Fire King slightly happy.

Since it has to be reported, it means that the Tang Kingdom still accepts prisoners, as long as it doesn't make radical moves now, won't there be a chance to survive and save the ethnic group?

The Fire King thought and handed the scepter in his hand to Zhao Yun.