From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 49 Forgot about oneself

The recognition and support from the people is so simple and warm;

This is very different from the clever troll like the witch doctor, who always has reserved admiration as if separated by a layer of veil.

This feeling made Saberya involuntarily open his arms, greedily bathing in the cheers of the surrounding warriors and hunters with their eager gazes.

After a long time, he managed to suppress the throbbing in his heart and leaned down to look at the moose leader who had been unable to stand up for a long time.

He looked directly into the other person's eyes, stretched out his hand to gently caress its neck, and said slowly in a gentle and stern voice,

"Surrender or die."

The look in the moose leader's eyes at this time was obviously very complicated, showing unwillingness, fear, and hesitation.

When there was no response, Blade Ya's hand slowly moved along its dark red mane, which was not too long, to its roaring neck;

His fingers exerted slight force on both ends and got embedded in the gap between the neck muscles and the throat.

"One last time, surrender or die."

This time, the moose leader responded. He opened his mouth, stuck out his tongue, and gently licked the knee where Blade Tooth touched the ground.

There is no doubt that it chose to surrender.

Especially for the last item, we need to coordinate the place and use magic to create a 'deer pen' that can at least trap them.

Blade Ya was so happy to see the hunting heart that he controlled his new companions to start running. They ran around the shield wall in circles.

In his arms, his wife, whose gaze was hot and admiring, saw this and raised her hand to brush away the frown on his brow amidst the bumps.

His heart, which had been lifted to a very high level amidst the cheers of the crowd, gradually cooled down in the process.

The witch doctors smiled and said it was okay. They also said that seeing the happy faces of Benya and Meiya every day, they and the others wanted to get married.

The mount with a shoulder height of 4.5 meters carried a majestic troll nearly three meters tall, creating a sense of intimidation of 1+1>2, and the trolls immediately fell silent.

After asking, they realized what they had overlooked.

His words seemed to be addressed to the moose, and also seemed to be addressed to all the trolls.

It seems that the recovery of his physical condition has given this big guy some other thoughts.

All kinds of questions were rising involuntarily in my mind.

The quality of 'cunning' is obviously not suitable for a relationship like a mount partner, which may depend on each other on the battlefield.

After some introspection, Ben Ya quickly broke away from the entanglement of the person who was still unfinished, and urged him to quickly put on his 'clothes'.

Yes, from his own behavior, he finally understood why so many people, despite knowing the risks, still charge to the throne of the 'Emperor' without hesitation.

An hour later, he looked at the sky outside and finally realized how carried away he was, actually almost missing the regular meeting scheduled in the middle of the night.

After receiving the answer, Blade Ya relaxed the strength of his fingers and softly recited the incantation in his mouth;

As he marched, Banya seemed to have found the feeling of riding a horse in his previous life. The mount's intelligence eliminated many training steps. Sometimes he accelerated, sometimes slowed down, and sometimes he pulled the reins to make him stand upright.

In this way, after arranging this series of things, time has been delayed until now.

Afterwards, they rushed to the conference hall together.

"Nothing, I just want to understand something."

During this period, the eyes of both parties kept looking at each other, and Saberya could clearly feel the struggle and hesitation in its eyes.

Blade Tooth went a step further. He created two soft and tough vines. In response to the leader's somewhat nervous reaction, he gently stroked and comforted him while controlling the vines to form a cage, which was exactly around its facial bones.

He lowered his head, looked at his wife's puzzled and expectant eyes, chose to put all the previous events behind him, picked her up and jumped off the running moose.

If the moose leader shows hostility again, he will give up the idea of ​​recapture;

Soon, the moose leader regained his ability to move under the effect of the spell. He slowly propped himself up with his four hooves and stood up again.

Riding to Meiya's side, he took his wife into his arms, and amidst the good-natured laughter of the warriors and hunters, he walked towards the tribe between the shield walls that he voluntarily gave way to.

"What's wrong? Why are you unhappy?"

With this thought in mind, he gave the moose the instruction to 'move at will' and then hurried back to the tree house, which was particularly majestic among the generally low and simple ones.

'Nevermind, I just want to have a clear conscience. Let's talk about the future in the future.'

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The joyful noise was left behind, and the cool wind after night hit Bianya's face while running at high speed.

Then, he threw his wife on the bed and climbed up himself.

The moose leader only jumped twice nervously at first, but after he calmed down, he stopped struggling.

Er, along with a faint green light, low-level healing and sobriety techniques were attached to the head of the moose leader.

This is not a simple thing that can be completed by a single witch doctor in a short period of time. They also spent a lot of effort under the collective efforts of the team.

At this time, Blade Ya, who had already calmed down, frowned slightly as he recalled his series of extremely abnormal words and deeds just now.

At this point, amid the enthusiasm of the masses, and under the complex or thoughtful gaze of a few smart trolls, the series of events brought about by the 'new beast' finally came to an end.

Blade Ya just looked at it quietly, waiting for its final choice.

In the sense of majesty brought about by the sudden change of noise into silence, Blade Ya said loudly,

"From now on, your tribe will be called 'Moose', and you will become the closest friends of the tribe! And your bloodline will last for thousands of years, spreading on every land I step on!"

After learning this, Saba felt a little ashamed and expressed his apology deeply.

'Can I really resist that temptation? Is that really wrong?'

Fortunately, the leader of the moose did not hesitate in the end. He lowered his head and gently rubbed the blade's shoulder, as if to express his closeness.

So, without any further hesitation, Banya straddled its back with both hands.

"Benya, hubby Banya!" An external voice broke the chaotic thoughts.

Although they woke up in time, they were mentally prepared to be "late" when they rushed to the conference hall and found that all the participants had just arrived.

The group of thirty or forty moose is not just a matter of catching them. A series of follow-up matters such as comforting, watering, feeding, and pen building all have to be arranged by the witch doctor.

Finally, he stopped in front of the shield wall and raised his hand to signal the trolls to be quiet.

After that, Banya controlled the mount to start again, making the scene a sea of ​​cheers again.

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'Fuck!'

After that, he tapped his feet lightly and followed the angle of the reins to guide the moose leader to move forward slowly.

During this period, with his actions, the cheers of the trolls escalated.

Two extension lines stretched out from the cage to serve as reins. Blade Tooth tried to gently pull it from left to right, slowly shaping the cage to a level that would not cause pain to the target.

Therefore, in the harmonious atmosphere as always, this regular meeting started as usual.

At the meeting, they analyzed the overall performance differences between today's warriors and hunters, and discussed future training directions;

In addition, it also talked about the application of wind and wave groups, the arrangement of several new groups of fixed companions, and the addition of an "arms tree" for producing giant shields and other weapons.

After these questions were over, the witch doctors reported on their respective progress in spell research.

It wasn't until almost midnight that everything finally came to an end, and the witch doctors returned to their respective residences under the cover of darkness.

The second update is catching up, hoohoo.

As usual, I ask for votes. Although I don’t know what the use of votes is, will there be more exposure?

(End of chapter)