Green Monster Epic

In the following days of meetings, Allen once again witnessed the loose alliance's detestable face, revealing procrastination, selfishness, and shortsightedness even when facing major events concerning the future of the entire wilderness.

Even with the most prestigious Sage of the wilderness presiding, and the other four Pillars basically expressing their support, when it came to discussing the subsequent issues of troop and resource replenishment, the tribal representatives below were still in an uproar, with the vast majority expressing dissatisfaction and dissent.

What followed was endless arguing and infighting. No matter how the representatives of the Temple Church, Da Vinci, and other Pillar experts explained and persuaded, no one could remain indifferent when faced with what these tribal representatives saw as endless contributions without any return.

Super-large tribes, with their wealth and resources, could naturally withstand multiple troop replenishments, but those less developed and relatively weak tribal members found it difficult to accept repeated support.

Even the Northern Territory had to get involved in this heated discussion. Allen still hoped to maintain the previous situation, after all, the threat of the elves to the wilderness was no weaker than that of humans, and no one could guarantee that they would not target the wilderness.

It's just that the existence of the Tagan Desert in the north made the elves have to face relatively harsh conditions when they initially considered sending troops: they needed to pay a greater price to establish a long supply line, and the products and land of the northern wilderness were far inferior to the border of the Dwarf Kingdom...

The entanglement of many factors has made it rare for elves to take any invasive actions against the wilderness, even tracing back tens of thousands of years. However, this has also formed a fixed idea among the members of the wilderness, believing that elves could not possibly invade the wilderness.

During the first troop and resource gathering, other members may have listened to Allen's realistic reasons out of respect for the newly promoted demigod. Although they were reluctant, they still achieved Allen's goal with the tacit approval of the other Pillars and the Church of the Natural Temple.

However, facing subsequent conscriptions, the Northern Territory could no longer use the previous reasons to preserve its strength, and it was impossible to get the consent of other members.

The principle of 'not worrying about scarcity but worrying about uneven distribution' applies to any intelligent creature's great world. Since the wilderness belongs to everyone, why should other tribes contribute while you, the Northern Territory, can stay out of it?

Preventing the elves from invading?

The elves have never regarded the wilderness as their first choice for invasion from ancient times to the present, so how could this time be an exception? Moreover, even if such a big thing really happened, wouldn't it be good for everyone to remedy and support it in time?

Allen was speechless by these reasons, and the other Pillars and centaur representatives did not express their support for Allen's attitude for their own reasons. Even with the support of a few representatives such as the Oak Temple, Allen was unable to defy the opinions of the vast majority of members and act arbitrarily, and ultimately had to compromise.

Fortunately, the wilderness was inefficient in its work. The first conscription preparation work took more than a year. If they really wanted to complete the second large-scale conscription, it would probably take several more years. By then, the elves would probably find it difficult to sit still in the face of human competition, and their choices would naturally be seen when it was time to take action.

The seven or eight consecutive days of meetings finally came to an end in a cacophony of depression and division. Even a being as mentally strong as Allen felt somewhat powerless and helpless.

"Thank you for your support, Lord Allen."

As the meeting was about to end, the three centaur representatives knocked on the door of Allen's castle together to express their gratitude for Allen's support for them in the meeting, and by the way, they prepared to discuss how to fulfill the reward they had promised Allen at that time.

"Everyone is doing it for the continuation of the wilderness, there is no need to thank me."

Although the other party did not reciprocate Allen and the Northern Territory with the same support attitude in the later meetings, Allen did not care much. After all, they sought their own support in exchange for benefits, but they never promised anything to the other party, so it was normal for them not to support.

At the same time, on the issue of the two directions of dispatching troops, Allen himself still preferred to establish another battlefield in the western border of the Centaur Grassland, dragging humans into two distant battlefields, so as to achieve the purpose of containing the other party to the greatest extent.

War can never be predicted. Deeds of defeating the strong with the weak are constantly staged in the long river of history. The wilderness and the Orc Empire are naturally at a disadvantage when facing humans alone, but if the wilderness can really make up its mind, or the Orcs have the will to sink the boat, then they may not be able to create a miracle.

By then, due to the long distance between the two battlefields, any breakthrough by either side will cause huge damage to human civilization, and even directly reverse human strength by thousands of years.

If they work together with the Orcs to attack humans on the eastern border, although this approach is relatively less risky, humans will also be much more comfortable in responding, and the possibility of creating a miracle will naturally decrease proportionally.

In Allen's view, since human ambition cannot be contained, then when one's own strength and that of allies are roughly equivalent to that of humans, it is better to go all out and make a big fight. In the end, no matter what the outcome, the wilderness can actually accept it.

"We still have to say thank you. If it weren't for your lead in supporting the use of the Centaur Grassland as the battlefield for the wilderness coalition forces, we probably wouldn't have had the opportunity to regain our homeland."

Legendary General Hrunilan from the Charhar Royal Court replied respectfully.

"We will start preparing for what we agreed with you before after we go back this time. These supplies will be escorted to Mansha City in at most half a year. Please arrange for someone to receive them then."

"Then I'll have to trouble you."

Allen was not polite. The gift given by the other party was very much to his liking. Just the harvest of the one thousand high-quality Shire horse breeds and new pasture grass seeds, as long as the Green Field Tribe is given a little time to manage and develop, it will inevitably make the strength of the Green Field Tribe improve again.

With the opening of the Fat Passage in the western border of the Green Field Plain, the barren Green Field Plain has finally gotten rid of its water shortage, and the tribe no longer needs to worry about arable land and pastures.

Now, within a few hundred miles east of Fat Fortress, there are waterways connected by crisscrossing paths, and various plants are rapidly expanding, transforming the former gravel and Gobi environment into a paradise of green plants.

The current Green Field Tribe is no longer worried about the lack of suitable settlements in the outer areas, but is worried that the expansion speed of the tribe's manors and villages is not fast enough, and too much land in the outer areas has not yet been transformed and has been occupied by various wild plants and animals.

As long as there are new grass seeds and horse breeds, then the Green Field Tribe can start transforming the desert area in the eastern part of Fat Fortress, expanding the pastures of Muma Slope dozens or hundreds of times. With the resources accumulated by the tribe for countless years, it is not a problem to create the first ten-thousand-strong iron cavalry regiment in the wilderness.

"No trouble."

Paparri, the legendary ranger of the Dayan Khan Royal Court, who had met Allen a few times, smiled slightly: "We are here this time to say goodbye to you. The three of us will go back tomorrow to prepare. As soon as the coalition forces arrive on the grassland, the armies of our three royal courts will join forces with the coalition forces."

"However, before we leave, we still have a small request, hoping that you can lend a hand."

"...If it's something I can do, I will definitely help."

Allen's amiable face remained unchanged, and after a slight pause, he replied calmly.

"Actually, it's not a big deal, just hoping that you can urge the time for the coalition forces to go south in the name of the chief of the general staff of the staff department, and don't continue to procrastinate."

The handsome Paparri was slightly embarrassed, but he had to ask for help. The other two centaur envoys also had apologetic and flattering faces, obviously they were also very pessimistic about the alliance's efficiency.

"...Even if you don't say it, I will do this, but I can't guarantee what the specific effect will be."

Allen nodded, but said somewhat helplessly: "You also know that many member tribes of the alliance still have resistance to the matter of sending troops, and it is not easy to get them to cooperate."

"We also know that this request is indeed a bit embarrassing for you, but launching a war is originally about seizing the opportunity. With human means, it is not difficult to learn about our alliance's actions. If the delay is too long, we are afraid that humans will make preparations in advance, and the alliance will only lose more in vain."

"Yes, this is also what I am worried about."

"However, I can only try my best to persuade, and specific actions still depend on everyone's unity."

"Understood, we are also visiting other tribes to win their support, but we need a lord with the right to speak and leadership to take the lead..."

"Okay, then I will write a letter tonight and give it to the capital of Mansha City, asking them to cooperate."

"Thank you very much..."