Green Monster Epic

The moment Allen's mighty bear head slowly nodded, the atmosphere in the large conference room couldn't contain its excitement. A dozen or so leading commanders from various tribes in the Northern Territory clenched their fists excitedly, their tiger eyes revealing intense killing intent and fighting spirit.

When Allen spoke again, the faces instantly turned solemn and serious.

"Attention, all troops of the Northern Territory Allied Forces!!"

"Effective immediately, enter combat status. All officers and soldiers of the legions are not allowed to leave their posts without authorization. All vacations and rests are suspended, and be ready to move out at any time!!"

"Report on the statistics of equipment and supplies for the officers and soldiers in the army. Report the required items in a timely manner. The logistics department must ensure the material and equipment replacement of the main legions!!"

"The preparation speed of the newly formed legions must be accelerated. Send people to notify the member tribes to speed up the recruitment of materials and personnel. All subsequent materials and personnel must be transported to the Howling Wind Fortress within a month!!"

"At the same time…"

"Yes!!!!!"

A series of orders were uttered from Allen's mouth. As the commanders and supervisors of various departments of the fortress returned to their respective posts with their tasks, the already busy border defense line around the Howling Wind Fortress became even more tense and filled with killing intent.

The tens of miles of land spreading out from the entire fortress were shrouded in the sounds of vigorous chopping and killing, mixed with the neighing and howling of warhorses, and the sound of war drums, making it quite lively.

However, before the assembled army of the Northern Territory was complete, a group of uninvited guests, not concealing their powerful aura, broke into the border defense line of the Howling Wind Fortress, prompting a dozen or so Northern Territory powerhouses stationed on the front line to fly into the sky to block their path.

Even though Allen was in the fortress, he still sensed the aura confrontation that suddenly erupted on the front line hundreds of miles away. The sudden appearance of foreign powerhouses at such a sensitive time immediately made him cautious. He personally went to the location of the confrontation and rushed there at full speed.

Soon, the Bear Earth Goblin Saint saw the outsiders who had broken into the border. A group of five elves, dressed exquisitely and gorgeously, with handsome or beautiful faces.

"… Your Excellency Allen has come at the right time. We don't need to make a special trip to the territory of the Green Field Tribe to meet you!!"

Allen was still thousands of meters away, but the female elf with emerald green shawl-like hair, like newly grown branches, shouted loudly. However, her tone lacked some of the arrogance and pride that elves usually have deep in their bones.

The demigod archer, Alicia, Viscount of the Elven Kingdom, had dealt with Allen many times and had a deep memory of Allen, the future enemy of the elves. Therefore, when Allen's figure was still on the horizon, she had already recognized Allen's aura.

"I know you, one of the garrison commanders of the Elven Kingdom in the Bramble Fortress, Viscount Alicia."

Allen's figure continued to approach, and at the same time, his unhurried voice floated out gently, but it was very clear to the ears of the five elven powerhouses who had come from afar.

"From what you said, it seems that you came specifically to find me?"

"Yes!!"

Alicia raised her hands high in salute and replied in a deep voice.

"Since that's the case, then come with me to the Howling Wind Fortress!"

Although Allen was not yet clear about the true purpose of these five elves, he still politely invited them to the city where he was staying for a formal meeting.

"No need, Your Excellency!!"

Alicia waved her hand and took the initiative to approach Allen. She also had a letter sealed with gold paint in her hand, which she handed to Allen: "This time, I am representing the kingdom to convey a message to Your Excellency Allen and the Mansha Alliance you represent."

"Oh?"

Allen's tiger eyes swept over the cold-faced female elf powerhouse, who had an aloof demeanor, and then looked at the letter in her hand. Finally, he stretched out his right hand and waved it gently, stirring the invisible air in the sky to form a vortex, and steadily grasped the letter two meters away in his hand.

Then, Allen tore open the paint seal without hesitation and began to read it in public. However, as he read the letter, the melodious voice of the female elf demigod archer also floated out.

"His Majesty of our country warns everyone in the Mansha Wilderness that this war between our country and the Dwarf Kingdom does not involve your Mansha Wilderness. We also hope that you natives of the wilderness can cherish the peaceful years and not try to interfere in the war between the two great civilizations."

"Otherwise, you will be burned, and your wilderness will fall into eternal doom. By then, it will be too late!!!!!"

Alicia, who came with a mission, did not go deep into the hinterland of the Northern Territory, but the orderly military camps and the killing aura on the border line all showed the ambition and attitude of the owner of this place to outsiders, which made Alicia's mood a little heavy.

Who would have thought that in just a month, the Elven Kingdom's originally good prospects would have suddenly turned in a direction and become somewhat precarious.

That Dwarf King was also really fierce and ruthless. He would actually use a million troops on the northern front as the price to perish together with the million elites of the Elven Kingdom. Afterwards, he had already prepared another million-strong army to advance westward, counterattacking the kingdom's northern line with its empty defenses.

In order to resist the counterattack of the Dwarf enemy, the Elven Kingdom could only draw troops from the southern front to go north, trying to delay the offensive of the Dwarf army as much as possible, and buy time for the kingdom to organize its forces and rebuild the defense line.

"Hehe~~"

Allen sneered, and casually crumpled the letter into a ball. Countless fine dusts permeated from his fingertips, and finally turned into a cloud of white mist in Allen's action of gently patting his palm, dissipating between the sky and the earth.

"You elves really need to change your self-important habits!!"

"Then you also bring a word to your king for me: What we, the Mansha Wilderness, want to do does not need you to tell us!!"

"The warriors of our Mansha Wilderness will never be threatened, and will not regret the choices we have made!!"

"Proud elves, you should take care of your own affairs!!"

The contemptuous words entered her ears, and Alicia's mood became even lower, but her face still maintained a calm and aloof color. She raised her hand to bid farewell to Allen: "I will definitely bring Your Excellency's words, but I also ask Your Excellency Allen to think about the tens of thousands of creatures in the wilderness, and consider the long-term friendship between you and me, and not act rashly."

"Goodbye!!"

"Farewell!!"

Watching the figures of the elves disappear beyond the undulating horizon in the north, when Allen refocused his gaze, he heard the indignant low-pitched protests of the commanders in front of him: "Do they think our wilderness is afraid of them??"

"What great prestige!!"

"…"

Even Albard, who was one step behind Allen but did not miss any details, was somewhat dissatisfied. The arrogance and rudeness shown by the Elven Kingdom from top to bottom, even at the critical juncture of their kingdom when they should be wooing the wilderness, were undisguised.

"Have you all seen it!! People have never looked up to the Mansha Wilderness in their hearts!!"

"It's time to let them feel the accumulated anger from the millennia of bullying they have inflicted on the Mansha Wilderness!!"

The little episode caused by the elves at this time instead strengthened Allen's determination. The words from his mouth turned into thunder, echoing throughout the entire front line, reaching the ears of every Northern Territory warrior within a radius of tens of miles.

"Roar!!!!!"

"For the Northern Territory!!!!!"

Thousands of different voices sounded at the same time, merging into one, echoing Allen's slogan.