Green Monster Epic

The Green Lake Town Defense Force had been established for quite some time. As a formal army initially created to protect the tribe's safety, it now consisted of nearly three thousand formally enlisted soldiers from a tribe of over thirty thousand people.

A ratio of nearly 10:1 might seem like warmongering to human kingdoms, but it was quite common for wilderness tribes. In fact, among some powerful races like ogres and gnolls, the concept of 'everyone a soldier' was never a joke when war broke out.

Of course, the three thousand soldiers also included logistical units. After all, the gnomes in the Green Field Tribe possessed considerable skills. If only earth goblins and bear goblins were conscripted, it would be somewhat difficult. This army of three thousand was entirely non-productive and relied on resources from the tribe's land rent and the funds earned by the noodle shops, among other channels, for sustenance. Therefore, if they were all combat soldiers, the expenditure would be a significant burden even for the Green Field Tribe, which had good income.

The gnome warriors responsible for logistics and supplies were also generally level 7-8 or higher combat professionals. Although their treatment was slightly worse than that of the earth goblin and bear goblin warriors, they could still be called upon to fill gaps on the battlefield, serving as a qualified supplementary force.

One by one, brave and imposing warriors, clad in pure black armor and wielding heavy battle axes and gleaming greatswords, stood silently on the temporary plaza outside the town, exuding an aura of grim determination.

Allen was very satisfied. This time, he would personally lead this army of his tribe to the eastern Mure Fortress, to fight alongside the allies of the Ring of Thorns.

Beside Allen was Albad, a gnome mage riding a gray-brown, tall, and fierce dire wolf. He was a personal student of Tom, the former commander of the Green Field Tribe, and also the commander of this army of over two thousand.

In his early years, Tom had been highly regarded by Allen and the others, who hoped he would achieve something in commanding troops. And he lived up to expectations. Although there were no large-scale battles in the tribe in the following decades, through studying human kingdom military books, books brought back by Eric and others, and knowledge obtained from Maple Leaf Church, Tom eventually became a commander who was good at theoretical warfare.

Theoretical warfare was also a last resort. Allen couldn't possibly let the warriors that the tribe had painstakingly trained sacrifice themselves for no reason just for the sake of training troops! Moreover, apart from a few tribes in the surrounding wilderness that were far more powerful than Green Field, there was already nothing that could threaten the Green Field Tribe's existence. Even if Allen was arrogant, he didn't have the courage to provoke powerful tribes like Amansha and Argon.

However, adventuring teams and mercenary groups that went out in droves from time to time, thanks to Tom's continuous training, would always bring back their summarized experiences upon their return, integrating them little by little with what they had learned in the past, and slowly pondering them. There was no other way, who made the Green Field Tribe so poor in this regard? They could only absorb the things of the ancients and the outside world bit by bit to achieve a better present.

And Albad, this genius among gnomes, although his mage profession was also limited by the tribe's lack of foundation and his poor personal talent, and was only a level 11 mage so far, he had already absorbed almost all of the knowledge of his teacher Tom in commanding the army. Now, all that remained was to verify through actual combat whether their tribe's battle formations and military strategies over the years were on the right path.

"Set out! !"

Allen didn't want to say any impassioned words to encourage these excellent warriors of the tribe, but only uttered two simple words, and then with a wave of his hand, the mighty army rolled forward towards the east.

The resistance of Bonn City only bought the Northern Wilderness two months of time. In the end, the formidable city walls in the north were completely crushed by the drow siege army led by two black dragons who had revealed their true forms and were covered in thick layers of armor on their scales.

In the end, hundreds of thousands of trolls and gnoll natives fled in disarray to the Cato Mountains, where they stopped their escape at Nasir Fortress, a strategic pass ruled by the Agina tribe.

Not only were there refugees from Snowme and Raven's Claw, but also hundreds of thousands of relatives from small and medium-sized tribes in the Northern Territory, who fled south with their families for fear of being wiped out or captured as slaves by the drow. The drow army marched south all the way from Coldwind Post, ruled by Raven's Claw, and countless wilderness native tribes had been brutally massacred or turned into miserable slaves to be oppressed and exploited.

The drow's purpose was very simple. What they needed was a place to live. Within this range, no other wilderness natives had the right to exist, except for their drow clan. Because the drow were very clear that as invaders, they had an absolute conflict of interest with the natives of the wilderness from the very beginning. Being kind to the other party was being cruel to themselves. Naturally, they would not have any mercy for these natives.

The destruction of dozens of small and medium-sized tribes completely panicked the leaders of other native tribes in the Northern Wilderness. If it was just the expansion of the territory of a wilderness tribe, the impact on the surrounding tribes would generally exist, but as long as the weaker party migrated a distance away, or was directly annexed by it due to ethnic relations, they could at least survive.

But these drow were too vicious. Not only did they seize the land where the wilderness natives had lived for generations, but they also exterminated these natives. Absolutely no other intelligent creatures were allowed to exist in the territory they occupied.

The successive defeats of the two major tribes ultimately forced Birel, the temporary leader of the Ring of Thorns, an organization originally intended to counter Snowme and Raven's Claw, to send out a strong call for help to the other members. Not only Birel and Ariel, but also several churches with supporters in the Northern Territory, such as the Oak Church, the Ranger Church, and the Nature Church, expressed their views and issued tasks, asking Allen and the others to send troops to support them.

At the same time, a conscription order from the Mansa City Council was issued. Although the response of such a large organization was much slower, it had been half a year since the drow invaded the wilderness, it finally showed something. But as the situation became serious, the council finally passed a resolution to reinforce the Northern Territory.

This time, the reinforcement certainly could not be done like sending troops and materials to the south. After all, the drow's strength was still too small. Even if the council did not act, relying only on Snowme, Raven's Claw, and other wilderness tribes, they could still contend with the stalemate. However, the material support from the council could at least make Allen, Amansha, and other tribes more motivated to send troops.

A war without benefits can never mobilize the enthusiasm of the wilderness tribes. Even in the Green Field Tribe, Allen had already expressed his attitude of wanting to send troops, but Shi Sheng, Facardo, and others still insisted on sending troops later, just to strive for better benefits.

The army moved forward, stirring up patches of yellow sand. Allen overlooked the vast land, and his heart was filled with infinite emotion.

From today onwards, the Green Field Tribe has opened another chapter for themselves, and they are qualified to leave their firm footprints on the wilderness chessboard.

Since returning from the ambush operation against Ariel last time, Eric and Allen no longer concealed their legendary strength, and officially joined the Green Lake Town camp. In that battle, Eric's individual combat strength was certainly not outstanding, but his two domains with extremely strong effects made the surrounding legendary powerhouses feel fearful.

Whether it was the anti-air domain that could restrict the legendary powerhouse's ability to stay in the air and weaken their agility, or his expulsion domain that even the will of the gods couldn't resist, they were both lethal weapons that could play a decisive role in battles at their level. If anyone could bring Eric, this legend, into their camp, it would be a tremendously intimidating presence. Who wouldn't be tempted!

Precisely because of this reality, Allen and Eric also knew that after exposing his existence, Eric would inevitably be surrounded by lobbyists from other forces. Instead of wasting time on these guys, it would be better to directly reveal the matter and let everyone see Eric's choice.

Although Allen's Green Field Tribe is not strong now, it is the most suitable place for Eric and his companions to live. Not all wilderness tribes can treat humans equally like the goblins of the Green Field Tribe, and not all tribal leaders and their temples are willing to let Eric and his companions preach their gradually perfected ideal beliefs like Allen's tribe.

So much compatibility made Eric and his companions regard the Green Field Tribe as their spiritual home long ago, and they never thought of seeking another place to develop, at least not in the short term.

With Eric's joining, it is actually both a good thing and a burden for Allen and his Green Field Tribe. With one more legend, the obstacles for the Green Field Tribe to enter the Mansa Council are reduced a little, but also because of this additional legend, the surrounding tribes will be more jealous of the Green Field Tribe's development and growth.

Just like Allen worried about before, having a powerful tribal competitor is not a good thing for other tribes around a region.

The reason why he has not been publicizing Eric's promotion to legend and joining the Green Field Tribe is that Allen hopes to have more time to develop and strengthen the tribe, so that other tribes have less chance to be jealous and suppressed. This is the low-key strategy he has always pursued.

However, exposing Eric this time is just the right time. With the Drow's invasion, other tribes around the Northern Wilderness are not so jealous of the Green Field Tribe's suddenly emerging second legendary powerhouse. Even everyone is probably a little bit happy in their hearts at this time. The stronger their Northern Wilderness is, the more confident they will be to resist the Drow.

Having Eric sitting in Green Lake Town also makes Allen less worried. The trivial matters in the town are presided over by Shi Sheng and Clay, these backbone members, plus the Maple Leaf Church's High Priest Jones restraining Eric, Allen doesn't have to worry about the safety and stability of the town.

In fact, for this expedition to Nasir Fortress, Eric, who has domain abilities and is more inclined to buff the legion, is far more suitable than Allen. However, Eric himself is not very concerned about the turmoil in the wilderness, and he has a lot of concerns in his heart when he first joined the Green Field Tribe, so he may not be able to contribute much on the battlefield, so in the end, Allen personally led the troops on the expedition.

In order to persuade Allen and his tribal army to send troops, the Oak Church promised to give Allen a set of alchemy inheritance from low-level to high-level. At the same time, the Snow Mages, Raven's Claw, and Ajina tribes also jointly selected a set of spellcaster inheritance from their accumulated stores to give to the Green Field Tribe. In addition, with the various material support given by Mansa City, Allen and his tribal soldiers marched east, which really brought a lot of gains.

Next, it depends on how much contribution Albard can make on the battlefield with his two thousand warriors. After the war, these sacrificed warriors will inevitably have to obtain the compensation they deserve from the Thorns Ring organization, the Mansa Council, and the temple.

Of course, this is also thanks to Allen's tribe, which is not yet a member of the council, so if you want them to work hard, you have to give them enough money to buy their lives. To put it bluntly, they are not qualified to become real chess players, they can only be the pawns of powerful tribes, fighting for their interests.

The pros and cons of this are naturally considered by wise leaders like Allen.

Nasir Fortress, dozens of miles outside the city, is where countless wilderness natives are blocked. These days, they can only huddle in the hills north of Nasir Fortress, shivering and waiting for the cruel Drow to kill them.

It's not that they don't want to cross the Cato Mountains, it's just that the leaders of these tribes dare not let their tribesmen disperse. They know very well that as long as these tribesmen lose track in the mountains, the inheritance of their tribe for several generations, or even a dozen generations, may be reset to zero from then on.

Of course, what these leaders are even more reluctant to give up is the free labor of these tribesmen. Which leader or chief is not dragging their families and dragging several or dozens of carriages, which are filled with the savings of their tribe for who knows how many years!

Even if they are fleeing, who would be willing to give up these hard-earned fortunes until the last moment.

Allen and his mighty army first arrived at the Moore Fortress, and then passed through the narrow canyon passage before arriving at the Nasir Fortress at the northern exit. Looking at the large group of natives below, Allen's eyes also became a little complicated. If his tribe happened to be on the north side of the Cato Mountains, perhaps their fate would not necessarily be better than the group of guys in front of them.

"Chief Allen, we have already assigned your troops' garrison area. When do you think your troops will enter the garrison area?"

Now that Allen, this helper, has arrived, Ariel and the others will naturally not let him go. Soon after arriving at Nasir Fortress, Allen, who was standing on the city and overlooking the earth, was called by Ariel and the others and began to order the specific tasks.

"My tribesmen are tired from the journey, I think they still need to rest for two more days!"

Allen was not used to the other party's habits and directly refused with a straight face.

"Allen, anyway, the Drow army has not yet arrived around our mountains, your soldiers can actually rest in the garrison area, and it is good to familiarize themselves with the terrain."

Manolan Jin on the side quickly laughed and helped Allen and Ariel and the others to reconcile the atmosphere.

The Snow Mage tribe went from prosperity to decline in just over half a year. Before, there were Chakri and Ariel, two legendary high-level powerhouses, and Talibo, a legendary mid-level existence, which can be said to be one of the most powerful existences in the Northern Border. Even the Raven's Claw tribe further north, although also has three legendary figures, but the strength of these three legendary powerhouses is still inferior to the Snow Mage tribe.

However, in a short period of time, Chakri sacrificed heroically for the tribe, and Talibo was directly suppressed in the tribe's prison by Ariel and the demigod assassin Kirill for betraying the tribe. It is unknown when he will soften again. Although a new generation of legendary seeds in his family is about to set foot in the world of legends, compared to the previous glory, the Snow Mage tribe has now declined.

Not to mention, this time the Drow's invasion ultimately defeated the two thousand troops that the Snow Mage tribe had managed to build up. Including the loss of the tribe, the nearly 150,000 giant troll tribe, now only 80,000 to 90,000 tribesmen have fled to the canyon passage behind Nasir Fortress.

At this time, if it were any leader, I am afraid that there would be a strong emotion in their hearts, and they would be looking for a target to vent it on.

As the fuse for the decline of the Snow Mage tribe, Allen, who superficially led the assassination of Ariel, was naturally resented by Ariel.