Green Monster Epic

Chapter 1038 Thunder Fortress

Thunder Fortress, once belonging to the Thunder Kobold Tribe, a branch of the Pale Night Tribe, has now become the northernmost frontline stronghold.

The wilderness army stationed here is the 300,000-strong army that the Alliance initially sent to reinforce the Northern Territory, as well as the elite and their descendants who were left behind after the Thorns Alliance was reorganized.

Although this army is a mixed bag, with a wide variety of races, many of the warriors are drawn from tribes under the vassalage of powerful clans, and being sent to the front lines basically meant they were destined to be cannon fodder.

Unexpectedly, Allen, the ruler of the Northern Territory, acted unexpectedly and did not completely treat these warriors as cannon fodder.

Although the initial elimination of warriors with insufficient talent and ability was equally cruel, the warriors who ultimately survived received far better training than they would have in their own tribes.

The ruler of the Northern Territory not only allowed these qualified warriors to marry, have children, and reproduce after serving for a certain number of years, but also agreed to their requests to leave the army and granted them freedom after they had accumulated enough merit.

However, in the end, the vast majority of warriors did not choose to leave the Northern Territory, but integrated into this land, abandoning the bonds and kinship of their former tribes.

After all, it is not everywhere that one can have the opportunity to receive magical cuisine rewards that assist in breakthroughs, nor is it everywhere that one can come into contact with precious inheritance crystals.

At least in their former tribes, existences like them would definitely not have the opportunity to receive the benefits of the Northern Territory front lines.

Thunder Fortress became a place for many retired soldiers to live and retire under such circumstances, and as a result, a large group of warriors who aimed to enlist in the army from an early age has been bred.

Although the climate in the Northern Territory has changed significantly, even affecting the territory of Thunder Fortress, which borders the Elven Kingdom, this is, after all, the radiation zone of the Tagan Desert.

There is not much land that can support the population, so naturally there are not many job opportunities that can support a family.

Although the Greenwild Three are open, they are still targeting the ethnic groups from Thunder Fortress.

For example, natives who leave Thunder Fortress will no longer enjoy the benefits of the fortress warriors, and there are restrictions on the work that can be undertaken in the Catore Mountains.

This is a disguised way of forcing the warriors in Thunder Fortress to take over the military positions of their fathers and become full-time soldiers.

The other tribal leaders in the Northern Territory strongly support such an arrangement by the Greenwild Three.

If there is such a professional army to guard the northern gateway for everyone, then they will not need their own clansmen to bear this responsibility.

The only thing that may be more painful is providing for the food and fodder for these hundreds of thousands of ethnic groups, which is an obligation that several tribes of the Thorns Ring need to bear together, and the annual expenditure is considerable.

However, Allen has also come up with a countermeasure for everyone, which is to develop the arable land in the northern area of the Catore Mountains, and each tribe will jointly relocate their vassal tribes to these territories to cultivate and plant, establishing large and small manors.

Anyway, if they don't develop it themselves, it will be a waste for Hothia's drow.

Taking advantage of the fact that the other party's tentacles have not yet penetrated this place, the other tribes in the Northern Territory actively developing territories can not only provide a huge amount of food and supplies for the Thunder Fortress in the north, but also establish a buffer zone between the drow and them.

In the future, if they really turn their faces and go to war, everyone will also have these large and small manors as the first line of defense to guard against the drow.

And this is the territory and layout that Allen has created in the Northern Territory after spending a century of time.

His layout is an attempt made after drawing on the kingdom systems of the four major civilizations and combining them with the situation of the wilderness itself.

The biggest problem in the wilderness is the lack of unity.

Each tribe exists independently, and there is no connection between the transfer of power.

Although there is an alliance and a temple to unite them, the alliance and the temple's binding force on these tribes is too broad and loose, at least not as centralized as the national polity established by the other four civilizations, and it is easier to mobilize the resources of the entire country.

Allen has no way to rectify the entire complex and huge wilderness.

What he can do is to take advantage of the opportunity of his powerful power to integrate the entire Northern Territory, not to seek to integrate all the powers of the several tribes together, but at least in terms of economy, military, and production, everyone can complete a certain degree of integration on common interests.

Now it seems that the effect is still good.

The seven tribes, plus a Korima dark elf, have completed the development and construction along the Catore Mountains under the leadership of the Greenwild Tribe.

As the plate of interests expands, the middle and high levels of each tribe cannot ignore the risks behind these interests, and naturally they will stand on the same front as the Greenwild Tribe.

Standing in the void, watching the vast hills and plains north of the Catore Mountains, the scattered lights dotted in the darkness, like the sparse starlight in the night sky, symbolizing vitality and hope, Allen couldn't help but feel proud.

Although there are no accurate statistics, it is roughly estimated that the population of wilderness natives living in the large and small manors and villages north of the mountains has reached no less than 500,000.

Most of the labor force in these manors comes from the vassal conscription of various tribes in the Northern Territory, and a small part comes from the cruel tribal annexation and captured slaves.

Their task is only to produce and reproduce in the dozens of miles around the manor, while the management and defense of the manor are under the jurisdiction of the newly established joint council under the Thorns Ring.

Don't underestimate these manors.

The grain they produce is not only enough to supply the consumption of hundreds of thousands of people in the Thunder Fortress in the north, but also replenish the headquarters of the major tribes, alleviating their food pressure caused by population growth.

In addition, with the development of various resources in the depths of the Catore Mountains, the Chamber of Commerce under the Thorns Ring has built a strategic material supply line that can barely be self-sufficient.

The professional talents cultivated by the Chamber of Commerce can basically guarantee the supply and consumption of general potions, scrolls, and low-level equipment on the front lines, and at the same time, there is a surplus to be sent to the market, earning a lot of money for the annual distribution of several tribes.

Not only in Allen's view, the Northern Territory has become an integral whole, but also in the eyes of the various churches of the Natural Temple, this unique union in the Northern Territory does have a more solid alliance foundation and can mobilize more resources and manpower to resist opponents.

And this is also an important reason why the main churches of the Natural Temple look at the Greenwild Tribe and Allen with different eyes.

The reason why they believe that Allen's threat may succeed is also based on his control and influence over the various tribes in the Northern Territory, making a reasonable judgment.

Crossing the foothills and heading north, one arrives at the magnificent city of Thunder Fortress. Once a barren desert, neat fields now stretch across the landscape. With the temporary truce between the Northern Territory and the elves, the surroundings of Thunder Fortress are relatively peaceful. This allows the warriors' families living here the opportunity to cultivate land in the wilderness.

The area where the fortress is located is within the former radius of Thunder Town, but it has been moved back three or four hundred miles to the end of the last river flowing from the Elven Kingdom to the Tagan Desert.

Unlike the Nasir and Namur fortresses, which retain a strong atmosphere of life, Thunder Fortress was positioned as a military defense line from the very beginning. All building regulations are built according to the most solid conditions available. Even the residential areas are designed in the style of a bastion, ready for street fighting at any time.

After all, they are facing the powerful Elven Kingdom. Without sufficiently strong defensive facilities, it is impossible to resist the elven army.

"Kill! ! ! Kill! ! ! Kill! ! !"

"Ha..."

Dozens of miles away, the earth-shattering roar echoes in the air. On the wide passages of the city and the flat training grounds outside the city, there are teams of mighty and majestic warriors, conducting their daily training.

As professional soldiers, the soldiers of the Thorns Allied Forces basically do not need to engage in production work. Their task is to diligently practice military formations and tactical coordination until they become instinctive, so that they can have considerable combat effectiveness in the war that may occur at any time.

It is not an easy task to make these unruly and disobedient fellows in the wilderness obey orders. The senior leaders of the Allied Forces must not only find ways to maintain the morale of these guys, but also temper their tempers. The difficulty can be imagined.

However, the discipline that is rarely seen in the wilderness natives is truly demonstrated in the soldiers of the Thorns Allied Forces. Judging from the morale and military literacy shown by the soldiers inside and outside the fortress today, it is not difficult to judge that this army can already be called elite.

This time, Alan came to Thunder Fortress mainly to meet the dark maiden followers who had withdrawn from Coldwind Ridge, and also to see the Thorns Allied Forces that he had not seen for decades. Since handing over the military and political power to Albard, Alan has not been so concerned about many things in the tribe, because he has great faith in Albard's ability and loyalty.

Now it seems that this gnome legend has indeed lived up to his expectations. Not only has he managed the Church of the God of Gluttony well, but he has also handled the management and development of the Green Field Tribe and its branch institutions very properly.

Slowly landing on the gray-white marble city wall, Fluke, the newly promoted legendary commander of the Green Field Tribe stationed in the city, and Roger, the elder of the Snowmi Tribe, flew to Alan's location one after another, bowing to the strongest man in the wilderness to pay their respects.

Roger, the troll bloodletter who once had many grievances against Alan, is now sincerely convinced when facing Alan, the bear goblin saint. Even though his former chieftain, Arier, who had the grace of meeting him, died at the hands of this bear goblin, but now looking back, being able to die at the hands of such a strong man, Chief Arier can be considered to have died well.

More importantly, the trolls of the Snowmi clan are living better and better under the leadership of this saint bear goblin, and the clan is becoming more and more prosperous. This is a vision that the former chief could not achieve in his lifetime.

Roger still remembers that when he was young, he had to go hungry every day and pray that his parents could find a job that day so that he could exchange it for a piece of black bread. How many troll families wandered into the wilderness because they did not have enough food, and eventually disappeared without a trace.

Looking at the present, almost every household no longer turns against each other for a bite of food, and does not need to worry about the disasters that may befall them at any time. For the troll legend who climbed up from the bottom, the grace of the former chief is certainly important, but the future of the family's children is also worth cherishing.

"Is the wolf cavalry regiment in the army here? ?"

Seeing the legendary commanders stationed in the fortress, Alan nodded slightly, and then asked.

"They have been sent to the front line to patrol, and they will not return for rest until half a month later."

Facing Alan's question, Roger, as one of the chief officers of the fortress, replied in a deep voice.

"Then who of you will go to the front line with me? I need this army to do something."

As the army's establishment gradually improved, even Alan, the uncrowned king of the Northern Territory, found it difficult to easily mobilize the Thorns Allied Forces without the magic equipment to verify his identity, such as a military talisman.

Faced with such changes, Alan felt nothing but relief in his heart, and did not feel any dissatisfaction. If the Thorns Ring wants to develop in the long term, then it must have a systematic set of rules and regulations, decentralize power to the corresponding departments, and not concentrate it in the hands of a specific leader.

Admittedly, the act of decentralizing power will certainly prevent the powerful Green Field Tribe from controlling all real power departments, but it will also allow the senior leaders of other tribes to gain a corresponding sense of participation, and everyone will not feel that this joint council is an dispensable existence.

"Understood."

There are now five legendary powerhouses in the fortress, as well as three high-level commanders from the other three tribes stationed here. The relevant matters of the army are also handled by these people on weekdays. As for the wilderness powerhouses who came to reinforce decades ago, they have also returned to Mansha City one after another during these years of ceasefire.

"Then I'll go."

Suppressing the excitement in his heart, Fluke pretended to be calm and exchanged glances with his companions before making a decision.

"Then let's go."

Alan nodded, then flew into the sky and went straight to the border front.

It would take two or three days for a normal army to travel from Thunder Fortress to Coldwind Ridge, and eight days have passed since the ten-day period agreed upon by Alan and the drow matriarchs, so Alan personally came to Thunder Fortress to gather an army on the spot to meet the dark elves who had defected from the drow.

According to the information given by Ted and the others, the number of dark elves who defected from the drow this time is about 30,000. Although this is not a large number compared to the total population of more than one million in the drow federation today, for the dark elves whose total population is only over 50,000 today, the addition of this number of dark lady followers will make their strength even stronger.

By the same token, it is impossible for this number of dark elves to leave the drow federation without causing a stir, and naturally they cannot escape in small groups as in the past. If they are detected by the drow army, the consequences waiting for them will not be too good. In these years, at least thousands of dark elves have lost their lives because of leaving the drow federation.

This is also why the dark elves attach so much importance to this evacuation mission, and they owe Alan, the saint, a great favor for nothing.