Trundel was bathed in the voices, and he successfully defended his name as the king of trolls in this tribe. There was only one king, and with this, he could make many troll tribes obey his orders and get the most food.

He looked around, met each troll, then looked straight at the troll fortune teller, stretching out a sallow finger, and commanding that could not be disobeyed.

"You! Come back to the south with me."

"Okay. I just want to change somewhere too." The troll fortune teller smiled flatteredly until Trundall withdrew his gaze.

Then Trundel began to patrol the trolls who dared to face him.

He may not know yet that Trundel had decided to kill him, the fortune teller. He said he was taking him back to the south just to create an opportunity to be alone so that other trolls could not know the fortune teller's fate.

The reason for this is that he follows the old gods and the kings, standing opposite the Frost Witch, and he will never loyally follow Trundall. The troll recitation and cooperation with any big troll in the north can pose a threat to Trundall, so this hidden danger must be eliminated.

It is not allowed to let smart trolls go to the rule of Trundel, even if the fortune teller is very old. In the eyes of Trundel, smart trolls either stay by their side or die. He must ensure that all conquered tribes obey their orders, otherwise things will happen sooner or later.

Seeing that the matter had been settled, Kahnkasha came to the foot of the mountain to wait, but after waiting for a long time, Trondel came out of the hole.

He carried the bone-breaking stick, leisurely and hummed a small song, and immediately stopped when he saw the two of them.

"Why did it take so long?" Kahn asked impatiently.

"I taught some unobedient trolls a lesson, grabbed their heads and collided, so that those trolls who were disobedient shut their mouths." Trundel clenched his ears, letting himself hear it clearly, and pointed to the hole behind him.

A large group of smelly trolls were rushing out of the dim hole, like goats defecate, balls.

"Where are you guys? They were here just now?" Trundel discovered that the two men had disappeared in a blink of an eye. He screamed tentatively, and immediately felt that someone had kicked his knee hard, and he knelt down on one knee on the spot. But he turned around and saw nothing.

"I know you're here." The hard hair on the back of Trundel's neck felt a slight tingling, as if he was being stared at. He immediately figured out what was going on.

"What the hell are you doing? Want to destroy the bridge?" A voice came from the empty air. Trundel glanced at the footprints printed on the snow and determined the other party's position.

He turned over and said, "This is Lisanjo's request. She wants me to bring some soldiers to strengthen her army."

"What is Lisanzhuo going to develop the army? Is it going to start a war..." Kahn murmured. Lisanzhuo has many ice-born warriors. Isn't this enough for her to guard the Frost Guard Fortress?

If she wanted to rule the entire Freljord, she would have done it long ago, so why wait until now? But if it was used to deal with the monitor, what's the use of this little soldier?

Kahn glanced at the undisciplined trolls, and even pushed them out of the door. He was rubbed and started to touch his feet, and he was very likely to fight anywhere.

He couldn't help but sarcastic: "Are you sure? A stupid troll? I'm afraid I can't even be cannon fodder when fighting."

"That's what Lisangzhuo said, I don't know how she trains these trolls into soldiers."

Seeing that Trundel didn't look like he knew it, Kahn did not continue to ask.

"You carry so many trolls alone? Will they be obedient?" Kasha asked.

"I lied to them and said I wanted to rob. I won't say anything, they are here..." The trolls all rushed out of the hole, and Trundel didn't say anything further.

These trolls are all taller than him, and they are quite oppressive when standing together, but he feels that the brains of these trolls may not be as smart as him, they all want to be victims.

Lisandrao has asked him to take some trolls over more than once, and this time he took away more than 20 big trolls, which is not too many for the tribe. But in the long run, it may have some bad effects.

He doesn't want to be a king without subordinates. If Lisangzhuo doesn't use it to give him some benefits, then the deal will end here.

"If you don't want to be frozen into an ice sculpture, then follow us and go!"

At the command of Trundel, the trolls marched forward in chaos, while Kahnkasha stepped on a small footprint and no one noticed it.

...

The ice eagle flew past the blue sky, slapped the frost on its wings, and a biting cold wind blew across the barren land. Trundel tightened his tight fur cloak and rushed forward without saying a word.

The trolls led by Trundel had been walking for several days and came to the colder north. He deceived these northern trolls and said that they would go to the south to rob the rich Avarosa tribe, but after a few days, the trolls did not realize that they were walking deep in the north. It was so stupid.

The cold will bring sleepiness. Trundall thought of walking a few more miles before stopping and resting. He looked back at the group of trolls naked in the snow and ice, thinking that the northern trolls might have used their physical potential to resist the cold.

"How long is it?" A cold voice came from the void beside him, which shocked Trump's sleepiness.

"It's almost there, less than three days." Trump replied.

This is one of the few words Kahn has said in the past few days. He basically doesn't communicate with Trump, and he follows silently like a ghost, and can keep up no matter what happens.

He was there when Trundall walked, he was there when he was eating, he was there when he woke up, and he was there even when he cleared his intestines. Except for him, the other trolls did not know that there were two invisible people around him following him.

When encountering such a situation, even the troll with a big heart would be frightened. But while he was worried, he wondered if the other side didn’t have to show up and clear their intestines? Isn’t it uncomfortable to fart while wearing that carapace? Their trolls have at least dozens of farts a day, so they don’t feel uncomfortable.

When Trundel saw his footprints away, he returned to his previous silent state and rushed to the road.

On the other side, Kahn quickly moved to the nearby highest point and reached the top of a snow-capped mountain.
Chapter completed!