.Nineteen, Victory Struggle 2

Rumbled explosions one after another, and the smoke pillars soaring into the sky slowly, forming a perfect picture of doomsday.

The once bustling and noisy inland port is now only a dilapidated and withered scene, like an ugly woman who has been removed from makeup. Looking up, she looks full of scars and desolation.

The gorgeous and tall buildings collapsed in the burning fire; the empty streets and alleys were filled with black charred dust; the extremely frightened people screamed and trampled on each other on the crowded streets, like rats who were eager to escape from the shipwreck. Anyone who tried to maintain order was crushed in the face of this chaotic torrent.

Then, a large number of vicious thugs swung in from all directions, waving their swords and swarming in from all directions. The city of Tikal, which was stationed for a long time in the base of the Elf Army, was quickly submerged in a sea of ​​blood.

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Before the first heavy rain of this quarter, the Xiangrui carried 20,000 Inca guards along the Mamali River, and with the assistance of nearly 100,000 tribal armed forces in the nearby countryside, they joined forces to enter this ancient and beautiful city. The soldiers leaned against the railings of the battleship deck and looked through the water. The towering sun pyramids and moon pyramids, the elf world tree that was taller than the skyscraper, and the luxurious palace where Princess Alanita once stayed, were all in sight.

In the face of these fierce attacks, the resistance of the defenders of Tikal City was extremely weak. The Elf Queen had already taken her last army two days ago and continued to flee downstream from the waterway; and the military and political officials belonging to the headquarters of the base camp even ran away before the Elf Queen arrived; when Tkumse led his army to fight, the professional soldiers who were still staying in the city were only hundreds of young military interns who were abandoned because there were not enough ferries.

With such a poor boy scout, it was a dream to block the overwhelming attacks of more than 100,000 troops. The facts were so unknown that the siege troops only fired one round of cannons, and all the unlucky underage elves set off ducks. Most of them were frightened by the explosion of shells and burst into tears in the city with their heads; the other half were excited by the artillery fire, and they picked up bayonets and charged suicide at the enemy formation, and naturally, unexpectedly, the entire army was wiped out.

Accompanied by the sound of elf-long green warlocks, the sound was not very bright, but it was very penetrating, and even overshadowed the thugs' crazy shouts of red eyes and the shrill whine of the victims when they were dying.

Then, a very spectacular guard of honor appeared at the end of the Dead Avenue, and hundreds of drummers took neat steps and beat under the gorgeous army flag. The front and sides of the team, fierce guards with flesh-faced faces were shouting while shouting, while directly using spears or whips to drive away the guys blocking the road. The beaten people not only did not jump up to take revenge, but instead crawled on both sides of the street like they admired the gods, and they did not even dare to raise their heads. Even the vicious cannibalism just now were no exception.

Surrounded by the large group of guards, Tkumse stepped on the broken corpses and walked slowly over. Under the blood-red setting sun, his expression was calm and calm, and he even smiled leisurely and lazyly, as if he was not walking among the corpses at this moment, but walking in his own garden in the afternoon.

"Good afternoon, you seem to have been wandering around the city for a long time." When walking past Feri and others, Tecumse greeted them casually in Neseril, "The scenery here is pretty good. Have you visited the Sun Pyramid and the Moon Pyramid over there? They are the two tallest pyramids on the entire continent!"

See the scenery? In a city of death that is experiencing a massacre?!!

Hearing this kind of questioning of thinking out of line, Feili rolled her eyes immediately, "...These two pyramids? We just stood below and looked at them for a few times. Before we could climb up and take a closer look, we really didn't have the extra thoughts to kill people everywhere, ** and snatch things, and we couldn't even find a slightly quieter place!"

"Well, I ordered them to 'action freely', but this is also a privilege to victory." Tecumse waved his hand indifferently, "Why didn't you get some souvenirs? You're welcome, do whatever you want, just do it yourself."

"Hey, your majesty, we are people with some status at least. Even if we don't do it yourself, when it's time to distribute the spoils, can we still miss one of ours?" Feili couldn't help rolling her eyes again, "Even if you are yourself, you don't seem to kick the door along the street with a long knife.

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"And it's okay to indulge soldiers to grab some property, but it's too much to kill all the residents of the city and even set fire to several blocks!" He changed his tone, pointing to the thick smoke rising around him, and complaining unhappily, "When Tikal is about to become a dead city, don't you plan to take some control?"

"Control? How to control it?" Tekumse stopped, turned around, and asked strangely, "These guys are local Mayan soldiers, neither my subjects nor my subordinates, just temporary cooperation. Don't think that they kneel down at me here, I can instruct you casually to say it ugly. The current coalition is actually just a few dozen bandits who have to cooperate with each other when encountering fat sheep. When I was elected by the bandits, I will naturally be in the world and everything will be in response. But if I want to truly control every force or interfere with their wealth and leakage, these unorganized and undisciplined guys will not care about turning against me!"

Fortunately, the foreign language level of the indigenous people around them, especially Netherell, was basically zero. Otherwise, when they heard that the great heroes in their minds had derogated the "Sacred Liberation War" and the "Justice War chosen by fate", they would be furious on the spot like a cat with a forceful force to grab their tail... Feiri continued to roll her eyes while sighing and thinking in her heart.

"Besides, why should I control their killing?" As if Tan Xing was aroused, the King of the Mountain raised his eyebrows and then spitted his saliva. "Do you think these dead ghosts on the ground are really worthy of pity as they seem? Well, or do you think that the current urban residents of Deticar are really indigenous people who have lived in this place for generations?"
Chapter completed!