As the Troll King surveyed the battlefield, his gaze fell upon the remaining orc forces. The sight of their fallen king had shattered their morale. Panic swept through their ranks as the once-organized orc warriors broke into a chaotic retreat, desperation evident in their every step.
With a deep, guttural growl, the Troll King raised his spiked club high above his head and let out a thunderous war cry that reverberated across the field. His surviving warriors, inspired by their king's victory and fury, joined in with primal roars of their own. Emboldened, the trolls surged forward, relentless and merciless, pursuing the fleeing orcs with renewed fury.