Chapter 1181 Great Victory

While the Knight of Judgment was hesitating, Verna came into the air, looked at Titus's surrender, and said, "Let your men lay down their weapons, and I can make you surrender."

"I can try this, but I can't guarantee that I can make them lay down their weapons." Titus shrugged and responded.

Upon hearing this, the Judge Knight put away his sword and said in a cold voice, "Just do what I tell you to do. If these heretics don't surrender, kill them all."

Hearing these murderous words, Titus dared not disobey. He looked down at the tribal army on the ground and shouted, "Put down your weapons and surrender to the human army."

On the ground, some tribal soldiers who had lost their leaders slowly put down their weapons and knelt on the ground begging for surrender after hearing the order.

The soldiers of the other tribal armies whose leaders were still alive were hesitant. They looked at Titus in the sky and then at their own leaders, unable to make up their minds.

A gold-level mid-level black orc held a battle flag and shouted loudly: "I, Ulysses, the chief of the Ruston tribe, declare that Titus is a traitor. All warriors, take up your weapons and start..."

Before he could finish his words, a spear of light fell and nailed him to the mountain of corpses.

More than a dozen tribal leaders in the center of the battlefield saw this scene, their eyes filled with fear, and they ordered the tribal warriors to lay down their weapons and surrender.

In the marginal areas, some tribal leaders gathered the warriors around them and ran for their lives.

The Judgement Knight looked at the fleeing Black Orcs and said, "Furna, I will go and clean up those heretics. I will leave the battlefield to you."

"Ah."

Verna nodded, then sheathed his knight's sword, took out an ordinary rope, threw it to Titus, and said slowly, "Tie yourself up."

Titus took the rope and felt it, and found that it was not a magic prop, but just an ordinary rope. It had no binding effect on him. He could turn it into phosphorus powder by blowing on it.

"Before you see the legion commander, the rope will break and you will surely die."

Verna saw what Titus was thinking, and after saying something, he flew to the ground.

Hearing this, Titus felt humiliated, but he was already a prisoner and had no right to resist. He controlled his strength, wrapped an ordinary rope around his body, and slowly fell from the sky.

When Titus landed, two high-level silver warriors came forward and escorted him to a crooked tree for custody.

Three hours later, more than 14,000 Black Orc prisoners, with their hands raised and heads hung, marched towards the Ceres Fortress under the guard of more than 4,000 soldiers.

……

In the hall of the Ceres Fortress, Ignis sat opposite a middle-aged man and played chess against him.

"It's still the same familiar technique, not changed at all." The middle-aged man couldn't help but sigh as he watched Ignis's movements.

Ignis glanced at him, then turned his attention back to the chessboard and said calmly, "According to the time, your troops should have finished the battle."

"It is indeed over."

The middle-aged man looked up at the other person and said slowly: "Aren't you going back to see your wife?"

Ignis looked upset and said, "I have never been married, how can I go to see my wife?"

Staring at the silver mask, the middle-aged man wanted to know what expression was underneath the mask.

"Then how do you explain Ovia Silver Wing?"

"The Marshal asked me to lead the air force of the Ninth Corps, so the Griffin Knights will be under my jurisdiction. It is only natural to let Ovia Silver Wing do the job."

The middle-aged man shook his head and couldn't help but sigh: "You are really heartless."

Ignis looked up at the middle-aged man and said in a deep voice: "Mitchell, if you say any more nonsense, you will lose."

"If I lose, then I lose. I've lost enough in the past, so this one won't make a difference."

Mitchell threw the chess piece in his hand onto the board, picked up the Sword of Dawn beside him, stood up and prepared to leave.

When they reached the gate, Mitchell suddenly stopped, turned his back to Ignis, tilted his head slightly, and whispered: "When you first arrived at the Ninth Corps, I didn't look for you because I didn't want to disturb you."

"Now it seems that you have completely broken with the past. If that's the case, then we will be strangers from now on."

"The 27th Legion has important matters to attend to. I will leave now, respected General Ignis."

After saying this, Michel hung the Sword of Dawn heavily on his waist, making a crisp sound, and then walked out of the hall without looking back.

Ignis looked at Michel's back, a trace of loneliness appeared in his eyes, and then he restrained himself.

Being heartless is also a farewell to the past.

After such a long time, Aisha didn't contact me actively, which meant that she had already accepted my choice.

After sitting there for half an hour, a high-ranking silver griffin knight entered the hall, knelt on one knee, and said respectfully: "General, the 27th Legion won a great victory, annihilated 60,000 black orcs, and captured more than 20,000 black orcs."

"I see, let's go."

"Yes."

The Griffin Knight stood up, took a few steps back, then turned around and walked away quickly.

"The goal has been achieved. The next step is to defend the Ceres Fortress." Ignis put away his personal emotions, tapped the chessboard lightly with his fingers, and spoke in a low voice.

On the other side, the commander of the 27th Legion, Michel, returned to the legion headquarters. Under the gaze of many guards and clerks, he sat down in the main seat with a stern face and said nothing.

Seeing the legion commander's expression, everyone held their breath and acted carefully.

"Captain of the Legion, General Verner requests to see you."

Soon, a guard entered the hall, beat his chest and saluted, then reported loudly.

Mitchell looked up at the guard who was reporting, restrained the emotions in his eyes, and said in a deep voice: "Let him in."

Upon hearing this, the guard turned around and left quickly.

He has served in the legion for nearly fifteen years, but this is the first time he has seen the legion commander so angry. It seems he has to remind General Verner not to be too rude when speaking, or the legion commander will find an excuse to beat him up.

"You said the legion commander is very angry now."

"Yes, General, please be careful." The guard lowered his voice and reminded quietly.

"You are not lying to me, are you?" asked Verna in disbelief.

"General, I can't help you if you don't believe me. The general is waiting for you now, so go quickly."

After saying this, the guard stopped talking, stood up straight and continued to stand guard.

"It's unlikely that he will get angry."

After muttering to himself, Verna put it out of his mind and walked towards the legion headquarters with a step to seek credit.