In the world of Moe King, I became the ruler of ice.

The captain of the guards also roared angrily at Gavilu, who was still in a daze.

"Brother, do you know what you're doing?"

Gavilu also felt the pressure emanating from the elite lizardman in front of him, and his eyes cleared up slightly.

He stared blankly at his father lying on the ground and his sister loudly questioning him, not knowing what to say for a moment.

"I...."

Six elite lizardmen stepped forward, knocked away Gavilu's weapon, and pinned him to the ground. Gavilu did not resist for a moment.

As for the thousands of lizardmen behind them, their faces were filled with panic. They knew that many of these elite lizardmen were their grandfathers and uncles.

"You little brats, put down your weapons now!"

The elite lizardman roared at the thousands of young lizardmen.

Seeing that Prince Gavilu had been subdued, the lizardmen trembled and laid down their weapons.

They all lowered their heads, not daring to meet the eyes of these seniors.

This also signaled the failure of this power grab.

Seeing that the situation had stabilized, the old chieftain, with the help of the chief guard, sat back on his throne.

"Father, Gaviru is also eager to make a name for himself, this time..."

She and Gavilu were, after all, siblings, and even though he had committed such a heinous crime, she still had to step forward to plead for her brother.

The leader looked at Gavilu, who was being held down by six elite lizardmen, and a hint of pity flashed in his eyes, but as the leader, he had to make a gesture.

"Hmph, don't plead for me. I, Gavilu, take responsibility for my actions. This matter has nothing to do with my subordinates."

Even though Gavilu was pinned to the ground, he still looked defiant.

The old leader sighed.

"Lock Gavilu and the others in the dungeon and deal with them after this crisis is over."

He simply waved his hand and announced the verdict, though his face seemed to have aged even more.

"Yes, Chief!"

The six elite lizardmen obeyed their leader's orders and took Gavilu into the dungeon.

The remaining lizardmen also looked distressed. The elite lizardmen disarmed them and took them all into the dungeon.

After all the rebels were dealt with properly.

"Father, all 168 elite lizardmen have been gathered."

The head guard stood before these elite lizardmen and bowed to their leader.

"Um."

The lizard chieftain glanced indifferently at these elite lizardman warriors, the entire elite force of their tribe, no weaker than the Great Ghost tribe that had been wiped out some time ago.

"Captain of the Guards, these men are now under your command. Please make sure you hold the underground palace."

A glint of surprise flashed in the eyes of the head guard. He knelt on one knee before the leader on the throne, raising his head with a resolute expression.

"Chief, even if I die, I will hold back the pig-headed army forever."

The lizard leader nodded solemnly.

"Go ahead, but remember to be careful."

The head guard nodded, stood up, and led all the elite lizardmen out of the hall.

The lizard leader looked at the departing figure of the head guard, a rare hint of kinship appearing in his eyes.

"If absolutely necessary, we'll have to awaken the one who's been sleeping..."

The voice echoed leisurely through the hall, and the old leader's figure gradually disappeared.

...

Like a torrent of pig-headed soldiers

"General Pighead, these lizardmen have retreated back into the dungeon. Should we pursue them?"

A pig-headed soldier brought back a message.

The Pig-Headed General was several times larger than the ordinary Pig-Headed General, and the black aura surrounding his body faintly emitted an A-grade magical aura.

Looking up at the entrance to the underground palace in the wetland, he fell into deep thought.

"Hmph! It seems those slippery lizardmen are trying to use the complex terrain of the dungeon to hold back our army..."

It must be said that the lizard leader on the other side is somewhat intelligent; their army cannot simply flood into the underground palace all at once.

"Haha, these cowardly lizardmen ran away as soon as they saw us. We'll devour them all sooner or later."

Seeing this, the pig-headed general laughed loudly, his eyes filled with a strong desire to devour.

The Pig-Headed General glanced at the smug Pig-Headed General beside him.

"Hmph, this time you will lead ten thousand pig-headed soldiers into the underground palace and slaughter all these lizardmen."

"If you cannot do that, then prepare to become nourishment for the king!"

A fierce glint flashed in the pig-headed general's eyes as he gave the order to the other pig-headed general.

Uh?

Should I go?

The pig-headed general was momentarily stunned by the general's order.

"What, you have a problem with that?"

The pig-headed general drew his massive cleaver, which was over ten meters long, and slashed at the side.

With a "rip" sound.

A crack more than ten meters long appeared directly in the ground, the threat of which was self-evident.

"Gulp"

General Pighead swallowed hard and quickly made a promise.

"General, just wait for my good news!"

The pig-headed general led ten thousand pig-headed people into the lizardmen's dungeon.

The damp ground, the dimly lit space, and the intricate network of tunnels left the ten thousand pig-headed soldiers somewhat bewildered upon entering the underground palace.

"General, there are too many openings in front of us. What should we do?"

The pig-headed soldiers immediately turned their attention to the pig-headed general in front of them.

"Hmph, these wretched rats can only hide in the back. Don't be afraid, just go in when you see the entrance, and kill any lizardmen you see."

General Pighead didn't care about any of that and led a group of people straight into a cave entrance.

As for the head of the guards...

"Report, Commander of the Guards, ten thousand soldiers of the Pig-Headed Clan have poured into the passage and are now scattered at various entrances."

The head guard's eyes turned cold, and he gave an order to the lizard soldier in front of him.

"Make sure the lizardmen in each passage are ready, and remember not to fight alone."

"Yes, sir!"

The captain of the guard then turned his gaze to the elite lizardmen behind him and gave them orders.

"Ten people per group, follow me to support our clan in the various passages."

Her orders were relayed.

"Yes, Captain, this time we must make sure these pig-headed tribesmen never return."

The head guard nodded slightly and led ten elite lizardmen toward a cave entrance.

Soon, the sounds of clashing weapons filled the passageways; battle raged everywhere. However, due to their advantageous terrain and familiar surroundings, the lizardmen suffered relatively few casualties. Countless pig-headed soldiers were surrounded and attacked, their blood splattering everywhere.

"General, this is the third wave of attacks. They retreat every time they can't win, and we're trapped here."

"The pig-headed soldier said anxiously."

General Pighead swung his axe, cleaving a lizardman who was trying to ambush him in two at the waist, instantly covering himself in blood.

"Haha, they're just a bunch of rats..."

The pig-headed general's eyes turned bloodshot as he walked toward the lizardman's corpse on the ground and began to devour it frantically.

You can see that scales have started to grow on the surface of the pig-headed general's body, and even the feet have grown the pebbles that lizardmen have.

They didn't even spare the pig-headed soldiers' corpses on the side, tearing them all into their mouths, like hungry ghosts from hell.