Battle over!!! without any casualties!!!

Alan shook his head in disappointment. He wanted to taunt Dunken and wanted to make him mad and take unnecessary decisions.

"Hey Dunkey, what's this? Why are you sending such weaklings. Did you wanted to take down Winden city with the help of these weaklings?"

The Troll's became enraged at these words. Dunken with a red face shouted to let all the Troll's loose and sixteen trolls started to run, making the earth tremble under their feet.

Alan with a malicious grin took a step forward and before the Troll's even took a dozen steps one by one all the Troll's head started to roll down from their shoulders.

Not only their head, their hands and even their legs started to fly all over the empty area. Within a minute Alan stood still, drenched in blood and sword held at his side.

The last Troll, looks to be their leader, stepped forward, looked at Alan and spoke in a deep booming broken voice.

"Me fight you..... hands. No blade. No weapon. I.... leader of them. Revenge them."

Alan smiled and the blade in his hand disappeared. The Troll roared and started to walk forward as did Alan.

Both reached the middle of the enemy army and the dead Troll's and began exchanging the blows.

Neither look to be at any disadvantage. Both were matched equally. The onlookers at the wall marveled at the strength displayed by Alan. He was matching the strength of a huge Mountain Troll toe to toe.

Dunken looked a bit relaxed now. When it comes to endurance the Troll's can keep on fighting for hours, which a human can't.

Or that's what he thought. Even after 10 minutes Alan was exchanging the blows at the same intensity.

The Troll looked to be exerting a lot of strength but Alan was relaxed and looked like he was toying with the Troll.

Alan felt bored after 10 min and all of a sudden started to attack the troll with more intensity. The Troll started to feel its firsts getting numb.

Alan suddenly jumped high and landed a roundhouse kick on the trolls neck and with an audible crack its nexk broke. It's head twisted a complete 360 degree and it fell down, dead.

Meanwhile the two of the enemy's best mana users, a fire and a thunder user who were standing next to Dunken shoot a fireball and a thunder bolt.

Before it reached Alan, he disappeared and both mana users hear rolled down.

Alan looked at Dunken with a vicious smile. Dunken by this time had already peed in his pants out of fear. He was stunned to stillness unable to even move his muscles. The person standing in front of him seemed like the death himself.

Alan made a shrill birds noise 3 times and then, the real carnage began. Soldiers from all the sides were getting chopped off. Screams and panicked voices were heard from everywhere. The soldiers began to run in all directions with panic and fear evident in their eyes.

Dunken who came back to his senses tried to escape. In a flash, Alan was standing before him and with a casual punch to his jaw made Duncan fall to the ground unconscious.

Alan then lifted him holding his belt and started to walk towards the city gate. After taking a few hundred steps, he turned and looked at thousands of soldiers who were kneeling on the ground.

He sighed, and announced. "Those who had surrendered and kneeling, follow me till the gate and stand their. Don't try to enter the city."

Alan started walking forward carrying Duncan like a bag. All the soldiers, started following him a few hundred steps behind. In awe of this young men's capabilities and afraid of pissing him off at that moment.

The city gates opened widely as Alan drew closer. As soon as he entered the gate, he was greeted with a deafening cheers and applause.

Alan sighed and shook his head. " Here goes my peaceful life." His anger rose again at Dunken when he thought of how everyone now will start scraping and bowing to him.

He tossed Duncan's unconscious form infront of Fredrick who was staring at Alan in disbelief.

"Your grace here is the culprit. Please get the required details out of him. I have to settle my scores with him." Alan casually commented.

General Victor got a water skin and poured the water onto the Duncan's head.

Ah.... don't, please don't kill me. Duncan Fletcher started shouting and sat up, his eyes still closed. His shaking hands covering his face.

"Al, why is this bastard still Alive?" Dave's voice came from behind Alan.

Everyone started in surprise. When they saw the scene, they shivered uncontrollably. The five others who had disappeared in a blink of an eye were walking towards Alan completely drenched in blood.

Guys can anyone get us some water to wash away this filth please? Alan requested and many who heard this noded and went to get the water happily.

Harry started Laughing. "Your grace. 1,000,000 gold. Don't forget to hand it over to my deciples."

"The battle is over. And that too without any casualties!!!" Fredrick spoke his thoughts out loud looking at Harry in astonishment...