The noon sun shone lazily on the Troll King City.
This huge city built of solid ice exudes a charming light.
All kinds of solid ice buildings in the royal city are in that simple and rough style, which completely reflects the character of the trolls.
From the perspective of human beings, this city is too ugly, and there is nothing worthy of praise at all.
But to be honest, the trolls obviously didn't pay too much attention when building this city.
In fact, more than ten years ago, the inhabited area of the troll clan was not so deep into the ice field of the sky.
At that time, they lived side by side with the humans in the north.
At that time, the Troll King City was only more than 800 kilometers away from the northern border.
Such a distance, according to the marching speed of the black cavalry, would only take about ten days.
Therefore, after Marquis Garcia rose up in the northern border, he would stroll around the troll king's city almost every once in a while.
Every time they come, the rich and powerful of the troll clan will be terrified and panicked.
Although they knew that Marquis Garcia could not spend his most precious black cavalry in siege battles, the shame of being repeatedly attacked under the royal city was unacceptable to the trolls.
After being beaten by the black cavalry for the Nth time under the royal city, the troll emperor finally made up his mind ten years ago—moving the capital!
And with the northward move of the troll royal city, the military power of the trolls is also gradually moving northward. Of course, it is impossible for the troll tribe in the southern part of the sky ice field to stay where they are, waiting for the black cavalry army that may come at any time. They all moved north.
As a result, the former troll settlements in the southern part of the Sky Ice Field were abandoned one after another, which also led to the emergence of thousands of kilometers of uninhabited buffer zones between the troll empire and the northern border.
Now, the soldiers of the Black Cavalry Army could no longer easily threaten the Troll King City, and the Troll Empire also gained a rare respite.
Because the capital was moved too hastily this time, and the capital was moved under the pressure of the enemy Bingfeng, the new Troll King City was clearly built poorly.
Moreover, the trolls all believe that the black cavalry cannot go on rampant forever. One day, the great troll warriors will relocate the king's capital to the south, and even directly occupy Cold Winter City, making it the new capital of the troll king. .
So the current Troll King City is just a temporary capital, so don't worry too much.
As for when that wish will come true, no troll knows.
But now, the trolls have to face a cruel fact—the 300,000 army of Prince Gambic has been wiped out!
As if a cold wave hit, the entire troll king city was completely frozen.
Fear and panic were written on the faces of all the trolls, for fear that one day when they woke up, the black lion banner that had brought them countless nightmares would appear under the royal city again.
In the royal city, the place with the most condensed atmosphere is naturally the troll palace.
The palace was not built in the center of the city, but in the western suburbs.
The construction of the palace did not use solid ice, but piled up with huge rocks. It stands on the hillside, overlooking the entire royal city.
After going through several strict checks, a gorgeously decorated carriage slowly drove into the palace.
The closed door slowly opened, and then closed again, making a dull sound behind the carriage, as if to seal this place forever.
In a marble-paved courtyard, the carriage stopped, and a middle-aged man in a black robe came out.
Yes, the author is right, he is a middle-aged "person".
instead of trolls.
Such a human appeared in the troll palace, of course it seemed extraordinarily abrupt.
Especially in this moment of tension.
However, the guards in the palace seemed to take it for granted.
"Sir, Your Highness is waiting for you in the lobby."
This gentleman nodded towards the guards, and then walked to the hall alone and familiarly.
Entering the hall, a young troll was writing something at his desk. Hearing the sound of footsteps, he put down the quill in his hand, stood up and greeted him:
"Mr. Xi, please sit down! The previous wave of goblin merchants brought the spiritual tea from Huiyue Forest, do you want to try it?"
"Thank you, Your Highness Okamoto." Mr. Yu took the teacup with a smile, took a sip, and nodded slightly to show his admiration.
In the past, the two of them would definitely have a good taste of this spirit tea, but today, they are not in the mood.
"Your Majesty has decided that I will inherit the throne of Prince of the South, and the crowning ceremony will be held in three days."
The young troll named Okamoto was the son of the southern prince Gambic Walkin who had just died in battle.
However, he is actually the second son of Gambik, with an older brother above him.
Logically speaking, the throne of Gambik should be inherited by Okamoto's brother.
However, although the Prince of the South is the No. 2 figure in the troll empire, he is a hot potato in the current situation. Okamoto's brother doesn't have the guts at all, and he doesn't feel that he has the ability to inherit it.
Therefore, the throne fell to Okamoto's head.
"Then I would like to congratulate Your Highness!" There was not much surprise in Mr. Xi's expression, as if he had expected such an ending.
Okamoto nodded slightly, and there was not much excitement on his face. He just handed a roll of parchment to Mr. Yu: "The latest news from the front line is that the Black Cavalry did not continue to go north, but retreated to the north."
Mr. Zhe took the parchment and glanced at it hastily: "The current troll king is a hard nut to crack. Humans who eat a lot of oil in the northern border will not be interested in this place."
There is nothing wrong with that.
The people in the north didn't even bother to occupy the large territory in the southern part of the sky ice field that was abandoned by the trolls, and it was even more impossible to cross the thousand miles of ice to capture the current troll king's capital.
A bitter smile appeared on Okamoto's face.
Even though he was relieved, he also felt a deep humiliation.
The vast and fertile land in the northern border originally belonged to the troll family. If possible, how could they be willing to hide in this bitter cold place and linger on their last days.
But soon, he put away this useless blaming, opened a square box on the table, and pulled out a bloody head from it.
"Marquis Garcia also sent his father's head, hehe, how considerate!"
Okamoto raised his father's head in front of him, looked straight into those eyes that were dying, and asked, "Tell me, what should I do now?"
Of course the dead don't answer questions.
Mr. Ji knew that this question was for him.
"Your Highness, the most important thing you should do now is to go to Cold Winter City, kneel at the feet of the Duke of the North, and beg for his forgiveness."
"Boom!"
That head was thrown by Okamoto at the feet of Mr. Kou.
Coincidentally, those unrepentant eyes were just staring at Mr. Xi.
"Mr. Yu, look into my father's eyes, and repeat what you just said!"
(end of this chapter)