The sun has not risen yet, and the sky is only slightly bright.
White mist lingers in the mountains, and the melodious singing of mountain ghosts can be heard in the distance.
As the war continued, the elves born from the essence of these mountains and forests stayed far away from the dangerous battlefield. But just after the war, they, who have an extremely keen perception of the natural world, returned to their habitat and sang their own beautiful songs.
Ji Hao stood on a big rock, folding his arms and watching a great warrior from the Jia tribe angrily stripping off his armor and shirt, and jumping around in only a pair of small pants.
The originally bronze skin had turned dark purple due to anger. The Jia warrior roared angrily: "No more! There is nothing! Do you want me to take off my pants for you too?"
Several soldiers from the Leize tribe gathered around this great warrior of the Jia tribe, and touched him up and down for a while to make sure that there were no objects on him. Then they grinned with satisfaction and placed a finger on his butt. I kicked him hard to indicate that he could leave.
The great warrior of the Jia tribe was so angry that he clenched his fists with both hands, waved them vigorously, and strode towards the alien camp in the distance with a gloomy face. After walking a few steps, he looked back reluctantly at the armor he had taken off, as well as the heavy shield and sword that originally belonged to him.
Several human race troopers were already shouting slogans and carrying the armor of the Jia tribe warrior onto a cart. The heavy armor made the shaft of the cart rattle. The bison pulling the cart exerted their strength, and then they slowly pulled the cart farther away.
The great warriors of the Jia tribe are much taller than the burliest warriors of the human race. Their armor cannot be worn directly by human warriors, so these armors can only be recast in the furnace.
The shield and sword dropped by the Jia Clan great warrior had already been snatched into the hands of two quick-handed Leize tribe warriors. Whether it is a shield or a sword, these weapons can be used directly. Although they are a bit heavier, there are many elites in the human race who are powerful enough.
There were dull sounds of armor and weapons falling to the ground everywhere.
On the front line of Blood Cloud Peak, the troops gathered by the Di clan abandoned their weapons and gathered in the distance with their bare hands.
Fortunately, those Yu clan nobles are very particular about dignity, so they can still keep a long gown made of silk. The great warriors of the Jia tribe are much more rugged, and they don't value face very much, so they usually only leave a pair of underpants on.
The worst thing was the alien soldiers and slaves. They were stripped clean one by one. They didn't even have any underpants, but the human warriors brutally stripped them of the last twine on their bodies, and they curled up naked. Together, shivering in the cool morning mist.
The nobles of the Yu clan and the warriors of the Jia clan can leave, but the servants and slaves they bring to the battlefield will become the trophies of the human race.
In this war, the human race invested millions of dead slaves in Blood Cloud Peak and Evil Dragon Bay. After these dead slaves died in battle, a large number of slaves were needed to make up for the losses.
One after another, the Blood Moon God Tower fell heavily. Countless runes on the tower shone with dazzling fire. The tower body, which was made of various precious materials, cracked and broke into heavy fragments, which were destroyed by the human race. The heavy baggage was loaded onto carts and transported away.
All the foreign troops on the front line of Akasaka Mountain laid down their weapons, and all military equipment became trophies of the human race, and these Blood Moon God Towers were no exception.
Seeing the weapons of war forged at the cost of a huge amount of family resources, destroying themselves like this, the faces of many Yu clan nobles were distorted, and some even pinched their fingers to calculate the fate of these lost Blood Moon God Towers. After representing so many jade coins, they were heartbroken and shed tears.
They did not feel humiliated by their own act of laying down their weapons and surrendering. In the eyes of these Yu clan nobles, the order to surrender was issued by Emperor Shakti Yama, so the only person to bear this shame could only be Emperor Shakira Yama.
The shame of defeat has nothing to do with these proud Yu clan nobles.
But the lost weapons, especially the self-destructed Blood Moon God Tower, were all money, lots and lots of money! This money was the private property of their family. They were heartbroken over the loss of this money, and their hearts were so heartbroken that tears flowed like spring water.
There were angry curses and complaints from foreign races everywhere. Although the Blood Moon family suffered a big loss in Evil Dragon Bay, in other places, on the long front line of Akasaka Mountain, many families of the Blood Moon family fought vigorously and even suppressed them. The Terran army was beating up.
These Yu clan nobles who had a successful war were not willing to surrender. In their opinion, they had a chance to win.
However, Emperor Shiyan's order could not be disobeyed. These nobles of the Yu clan were forced to put down their weapons and leave behind all their military equipment. Naturally, they were full of resentment, and all their grievances were concentrated on Emperor Shiyan.
In contrast, all the human warriors on the front line of Akasaka Mountain were rejoicing. They happily accepted the wealth of the enemies in front of them. According to the rules, the baggage left by these alien armies will be captured by their tribes, and all the armor will be captured. , weapons, large and small ordnance, as well as mountains of food, witch crystals, etc., will all be the private property of their tribe.
Laughter like a roaring mountain and a tsunami came from a distance.
The space bracelet on the wrist of a Yu tribe general was snatched off, and a human shaman priest opened the space bracelet. Hundreds of thousands of witch crystals specially used for the Blood Moon God Tower rolled all over the ground.
Many human warriors danced around these witch crystals, laughing so hard that tears flowed out.
"Now, we can afford to marry a wife!"
"Haha, every family in our tribe needs two big animals!"
"Stupid, of course we should use the money to open up new settlements. The bigger the territory, the more babies the tribe can raise, and it will become stronger!"
The soldiers happily discussed the uses of these seizures. As victors, this is the right they should enjoy.
The foreign warriors stood together at a distance, watching the activities here with a gloomy face.
The cheers of the human race were like heavy slaps one after another, hitting their faces hard. Especially those upper-class nobles who led the army into the battle were so angry that their eyes were filled with blood, and they were all gnashing their teeth and cursing the name of Emperor Sakyamuni.
After spending three whole days and three nights, the foreign troops on the front line of Akasaka Mountain handed over all their baggage and returned to the north empty-handed.
When they came, they were full of ambitions and only wanted to make achievements and conquer the human race.
The clouds were gloomy as they left, and the fire in their belly turned into a large mist that hung around their heads.
(End of chapter)