Chapter 444
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Chapter 444: Battle of Giants
As the world spun, Hill fell directly from the back of Hak.
Her body hit the ground heavily.
She instinctively rolled twice, dissipating the force.
There was no time to dwell on the lingering pain.
The scene unfolding before her eyes was almost enough to leave both allies and enemies across the entire battlefield stunned!
“Impossible! This is absolutely impossible!!”
Hill roared frantically in the depths of her mind.
At this moment, she even began to wonder if she was still dreaming, experiencing some absurd nightmare!
Otherwise, how could she believe what her own eyes were seeing?
What kind of joke was this? Hak was actually lifted by that monster with both hands?!
There was no time for further thought.
Xiang Yan’s deep roar echoed across the entire battlefield.
On his bulging, veiny arms, the terrifying strength of the Elephantmen race completely erupted.
Hak completely lost control of its body at this moment.
After being lifted to a certain height, a scene that almost caused hearts to stop occurred…
Amidst a roar, Xiang Yan’s body suddenly twisted.
With an exaggerated weight carrying terrifying centrifugal force, Hak’s body was instantly flung away!
Its mountain-like physique was thrown at least dozens of meters.
The moment it crashed to the ground, the immense impact made the entire earth shake twice, almost causing the ground to collapse.
Hak, lying on the ground, began to struggle wildly.
Anyone could see it was trying to get back on its feet.
However, how could Xiang Yan give it that chance?
His massive body began to charge.
Each step landed with a booming sound, constantly testing the limit of the ground beneath him.
After a few furious strides, Xiang Yan rushed to Hak’s front.
His thick arms quickly extended, with no unnecessary movements.
A clean and decisive blow instantly forced Hak, who was about to rise, back down to the ground.
Now, with its four legs flailing in the air, Hak had no leverage.
Facing Xiang Yan’s pursuit, it was utterly powerless to resist.
An epic battle between giant war units was decided in a short time.
It instantly crushed the barbarians’ morale.
Harold’s first reaction, knowing there was no chance of victory, was to lead his tribal warriors to retreat.
However, before that thought could even fully form, circles of Kobold halberdiers had already surrounded them.
On the other side, Li Ke’s bronze sword was already pressed directly against Hill’s neck.
At this point, the battle officially concluded…
According to Luo Ji’s latest order, both the Mammoth and Ice Bear warriors were to be captured alive whenever possible.
Thus, the task of guarding the Mammoth could clearly only be entrusted to the 2 Elephantmen, including Xiang Yan.
The Ice Bears, on the other hand, were directly locked in specially constructed dungeons.
Of course, to put it plainly, these could also be understood as large pits in the mines.
When mining, they often dug out very deep pits, digging here and there.
Sometimes, after digging, they might have to expend great effort to fill those pits back in for ease of access.
This time, however, they unexpectedly came in handy.
A large number of captured barbarians were escorted into White River City.
Such a grand procession naturally attracted the attention of White River City’s populace.
The streets on both sides of the city were suddenly filled with citizens who had come to watch the spectacle.
Enthusiastic cheers continuously reached the soldiers’ ears.
At this moment, there was no distinction of race.
Bathed in the cheers of the populace, the Beastmen walking in the procession unconsciously puffed out their chests; this feeling was unexpectedly good.
As captured prisoners, Hill and Harold’s expressions were filled with undisguised shock.
Before truly seeing it with their own eyes, the barbarians had imagined what lay behind that stone wall.
But at this moment, the scene before them clearly surpassed all their imaginations.
The neatly paved stone streets.
The rows of stone buildings on both sides of the streets.
And the astonishing population size, which seemed to stretch endlessly at a glance.
All of this seemed to mock them, exposing them as mere frogs in a well.
Hill widened her ice-blue eyes, taking in every detail of this unprecedented sight.
Even after being locked into her cell by the soldiers, her heart remained unsettled for a long time.
Presumably, having confirmed their identities as tribal leaders, Hill and Harold each received a separate cell, unlike the other large group of people who were all confined in one large prison cell.
Harold forcefully struggled against the bronze shackles on his hands and feet.
His mood agitated, he pounded the ground once, then turned to look at Hill in the adjacent cell.
The animal hide covering her face was still there.
Facing Hill, from whom only her eyes were visible, Harold couldn’t discern her current mood.
Finally, he asked somewhat irritably.
“Things have come to this; have you thought about what we should do next?”
Harold’s words brought Hill back to herself somewhat.
At this moment, her voice had regained its initial calm and coldness.
But if one listened closely, one would notice.
Hill’s voice carried an added hint of helplessness and an indescribable emotion.
“The power of the southerners far exceeded our imagination, Harold…”
Hearing this, Harold fell into a brief silence.
He couldn’t refute that statement, for the facts were laid before them.
They had been captured, and perhaps they would become slaves to those southerners.
A slave, him? He was originally the Chief of the Ice Bear Tribe!
Even without counting the smaller tribes affiliated with them, their own tribe alone numbered over a thousand people!
As the chief of such a large tribe, Harold clearly could not accept the outcome of becoming a slave.
“You said before that if this attack failed again, you would change your original plan, right?”
“Yes, I did say that.”
“Then what exactly was your original plan?”
Harold pressed Hill, unwilling to give up.
“My original plan was that if the attack failed again, we would abandon the idea of being enemies with the southerners and instead form an alliance with them.”
If you encounter an enemy you can’t defeat, turn them into a friend.
Hill’s idea was logical.
The Winter Tribe and the Ice Bear Tribe were like this.
Their two tribes had fought each other for many years.
But neither could truly overcome the other, and ultimately, they shook hands and made peace, coexisting peacefully until now.
As fellow rulers, Hill believed she understood what rulers cared about.
This war, for the southerners, was meaningless.
She presumed that as long as the stakes were clearly explained, the southerners’ ruler would be happy to exchange some food and a campsite for an ally.
However, this entire plan had to be built on the premise that they had not been captured…
