Green Monster Epic

"Commander!!"

"We want to participate in the city assault too!!!"

Not hearing their legions' names in the orders, Murray and Warren, another troll commander, exchanged glances and simultaneously petitioned Commander Albard, who was still observing the battlefield on the sand table.

Interrupted by the thunderous voices of the two commanders, Albard raised his head slightly, a hint of displeasure on his face: "The warriors of your two legions have just experienced fierce fighting, and your losses are not small. Your top priority now is to appease your soldiers and replenish your forces."

"Your excellent performance in the previous siege warfare has already earned you considerable merit. I will reward you for this after the battle, so you can rest assured!!"

"Commander is wise!!"

Before Albard's words could fade, Commander Warren's resolute voice echoed through the tent: "We seek battle not for merit, but because we do not want to miss this great war that will surely be remembered in the wilderness!!"

"As the commander of the Rock Legion, I cannot tolerate my legion being merely a spectator at such a great moment as the recovery of the Northern Territory's map."

"For decades, the Rock Legion's soldiers have honed their skills and practiced formations diligently, rain or shine, so that they can prove themselves on the battlefield and earn glory for our warriors. Even if there are thousands of difficulties and dangers ahead, we, the Rock Legion, will never retreat and will surely achieve the Commander's will!!"

"My Storm Legion has the same resolve!!"

"Please, Commander, grant us permission to fight!!!"

The two imposing legendary commanders knelt on one knee, heads held high, their eyes burning as they pleaded with Albard.

"I admire the fighting spirit and courage you are showing now. This is the demeanor that my brave warriors of the Northern Territory should have. But as soldiers, your current behavior is questioning my decision as commander!!"

"Do you think my arrangements for you are unfair??"

Albard's tone was cold, unmoved by the two commanders' fervent fighting spirit.

"We wouldn't dare!!"

The two commanders immediately lowered their heads, their enthusiasm replaced by a chill.

"Since that's the case, return to your respective legions to complete your preparations. That is where you two commanders should be right now!!"

"Understood!!! We take our leave!!!"

They came in a fit of anger, but when they left, the two commanders with great power were like eggplants beaten by frost.

Only when the aura of the two legendary commanders had disappeared a hundred meters away from the tent did Albard's cold face relax, and a hint of relief and satisfaction appeared in the depths of his eyes.

Now that this great battle has continued, not to mention the performance of those temporarily conscripted legions, Albard is still very satisfied with the performance of the Storm and Rock Legions, the two main legions that debuted for the first time.

Even if the two legions suffered more than half their losses on the battlefield, they still showed no signs of collapse and remained high-spirited. After the subsequent retreat order was delivered, they were able to execute it promptly and orderly. Even among the armies of the four major civilizations, these performances are the hallmarks of a battle-hardened elite division.

Moreover, after returning from the retreat, the two commanders still showed a strong desire to fight, which was based on their strong confidence in the combat strength of their soldiers.

This is not in vain of the continuous efforts of all the tribes in the Northern Territory over the past few decades to build them from scratch. With these solid battlefield performances, in the future, there will be no reason or excuse for the various tribes to shirk their support for these ten legions.

After a moment of drifting emotions, Albard's expression tightened again, and his gaze returned to the sand table in front of him.

In the projection on the sand table, two powerful light and heavy cavalry legions transformed into the sharpest arrows, galloping towards the breach in the southern city wall, stirring up two soaring waves of dust.

The elven army guarding the city reacted quickly. Small teams had already appeared at the breach in the city wall, trying to create temporary obstacles to block the fierce impact of the Northern Alliance army that was about to arrive.

Walls of earth, stone pillars, and other creations rose from the ground. Elven spellcasters were using the power of magic to reshape the terrain, filling the dozens of meters of the city wall's breach. However, these magical creations had just risen when an invisible force suddenly spread out from the worg cavalry legion charging in the forefront. Then, the magic arrays that confined the magical energy at the breach collapsed in an instant, like fluffy snow encountering boiling water, and the controlled natural elements also escaped.

The domain effect originating from the Unbeliever class warrior not only provided powerful magic protection for the elite worg cavalry, but also demonstrated a miraculous effect at this moment, giving the elven army guarding the city a chance to make a mistake when they were caught off guard.

Puff puff~~

Thud~~~~

The worg cavalry legion quickly rushed to the breach in the city wall. The divine and intelligent worgs did not need the control of the goblin cavalry warriors on their backs. They moved as if on flat ground on the rugged and undulating land, traversing the rapidly collapsing land and entering the city wall.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!!!

While the worgs were still running, the goblin cavalry had already raised their custom-made repeating short crossbows, pulled the triggers to empty all the dozens of arrows in the magazine, and in return, the elven army inside the city wall, which was still trying to organize a defense, let out a suppressed roar of anger.

Taking advantage of the chaos of the defending army, the worgs exerted force again under their feet and quickly rushed into the defending army, opening their bloody mouths and sharp teeth to attack the vital points of those handsome and beautiful elven bodies.

At the same time, the goblin warriors behind the worgs put away their short crossbows with empty magazines, drew the fine swords that were placed beside them, and cooperated tacitly with the movements of their combat partners, slashing forward. Every time the sword blade was stabbed out and retracted, it would bring out a flower of blood.

In just a few minutes, nearly a thousand elven warriors gathered at the breach in the city wall were torn apart and destroyed bit by bit by this agile and ferocious worg cavalry, and were all killed.

The heavy cavalry legion that followed ignored the piles of uneven, large and small ruins at the breach in the city wall, and directly bulldozed all the way, using their powerful impact to flatten the uneven breach, clearing a wide road for the hundreds of thousands of Northern Territory warriors who came later.

The heavy cavalry, which had hardly consumed much impact force, continued to advance forward, and any buildings or elven resistance forces encountered along the way were destroyed by them with absolute strength.

A few minutes later, tens of thousands of Northern Alliance troops, led by the Death Scythe Legion, also followed, rushing straight into the once prosperous and bustling city buildings like the leading wave in a tsunami, advancing along the roads of varying sizes.

"Withdraw!!"

"All soldiers of the Garrison Legion, protect the elven civilians around you and retreat towards the inner city!!"

The elven officer on the outer city wall understood that everything was irreversible, and decisively made what they thought was the right decision, directly abandoning the dilapidated outer city wall defense line, waving the weapons in his hand and leading the soldiers around him to retreat towards the inner city.

While retreating, they raised their arms and shouted, gathering the elven warriors and civilians they encountered along the way, doing their best to continue to fulfill their mission.

However, in this precarious border fortress, many of the always proud elven race still had warriors and civilians whose wills were destroyed by the defeat, completely ignoring the officers' hoarse shouts, and scurrying around the city in panic, their behavior not much better than that of ordinary tribes in the wilderness when encountering danger.