Green Monster Epic

“Why are these peaceful and beautiful days always so fleeting?”

During the day, Alan changed the subject in front of everyone, not continuing Penny Lai's words, but when the deep night came and both sides' soldiers had settled down, the demigods with the most say in both forces appeared in the sky at the same time.

Beneath their feet, faint fluorescent lights covered the earth, echoing the crimson flames that had not completely died out in the ruins of Coldwind Ridge, creating a silent atmosphere of solemnity.

“The surface world is already wonderful. In our underground world, wars and riots happen every moment. To have a hundred years without a major war like now is a life that even the matrons of our underground city-states envy.”

“Otherwise, several of our city-states would not have completely abandoned our underground territories and foundations, and migrated to the surface world at all costs!”

“Although the Mother Goddess likes slaughter and blood, conspiracy and torture, life on the surface like this will cause us to lose the Mother Goddess's favor, but we drow also have flesh and blood and wisdom, and we still want to pursue beauty and happiness.”

Alan always felt that the demigod matron in front of him was a little abnormal. At least, the drow matron who showed a fragile and sincere posture in front of him really subverted his understanding of the drow, and he didn't know how to interject for a while.

“What? Are you feeling incredible about what I’m saying now?”

The charming Penny Lai turned her head, gently brushed the broken hair on her eyebrows, and her phoenix eyes curved into a crescent moon with a gentle smile.

“I can understand.”

Alan didn't dare to fully believe the other party's words in his heart, but on the surface, he still said fairly.

“Understand?”

“We cherish our current life in the surface world, but we understand even more the meaning of the Mother Goddess to us. Without the Mother Goddess's care and love, we would have no way to survive in this cruel world.”

“So, we need to open up another path to please the Mother Goddess, in order to exchange for Her merciful gaze and bless my Hochia Federation to gain a foothold on the surface.”

“What else could please the Mother Goddess more than slaughtering these hypocritical elven bitches and reaping their lives?”

Penny Lai's tone was gentle and firm, but the content contained in her words was so cruel and realistic. This strong contrast appeared on her body, but it had a sense of harmony.

“You still don’t want to give up the proposal from daytime?”

Alan shook his head and said helplessly.

“Yes, I have a plan in my heart that I haven’t discussed with the other matrons yet.”

“The main reason is that this plan needs to be cautious and careful. Except for a very few trusted people, I cannot fully reveal the entire plan.”

“But if I do this, the other matrons in the Federation will think that I am deliberately hiding something and will definitely not agree to my plan.”

“So I need your support, Lord Alan, as an intermediary bridge.”

“Why me? Don’t you trust any of your fellow citizens in the Federation?”

Alan was alert. He would not be swayed by the other party's long talk and performance and really overturn the image of the drow in his heart.

“Hehe, just like the undisguised vigilance and defensiveness in your eyes now, Lord Alan, I will never completely trust any drow in my federation, not even my bedfellow.”

“But I believe in your character, Alan.”

“Haha, I am really honored!”

“When you brought the warriors of the Ring of Thorns to cooperate this time, I was already sure that you were trustworthy, especially on the matter of targeting the elves.”

“...”

Alan found it a little difficult to resist the other party's watery eyes, which were constantly rippling with surging electric waves, constantly electrifying him, and quickly brought the topic back.

“Since you trust me, let’s talk about the plan you mentioned.”

Buzz!

A magical shield was activated with a snap of Penny Lai's fingers, covering several meters of space, not only isolating the transmission of sound inside and outside, but also a layer of black mist hid their figures.

“My plan is...”

The two talked for two or three magic hours. When Penny Lai reopened the magic shield and revealed their original faces again, Alan was still immersed in the fierce brainstorming.

“...I still have to discuss this plan with someone. You also reveal it to the relatively trustworthy people in your federation. Later, you can come to my military tent to have a good discussion, how about that?”

Alan looked a little dazed and got up to leave.

“Okay.”

Plunging to the ground, Alan quickly found Albad, the most trusted and most intelligent, and the two built a magical shield and began to communicate.

“...Do you think, what is the probability of success if this plan is implemented?”

Alan told Albad in detail about the plan Penny Lai had just told him in one breath. After he had fully digested it, he asked seriously.

“There are too many uncontrollable factors in this, and I can’t evaluate it well.”

Countless wrinkles appeared on Albad's old face, and his rapidly running brain made him frown involuntarily.

“However, the drow have always been good at figuring out people’s hearts. The success of the last plan was largely due to their judgment of the elven commander’s psychology. Presumably, this time is no exception.”

“However, if things really go according to this plan, then it will be a heavy blow to the elves in the end!”

“You mean, this risk is worth taking?”

“I...”

The two brains of the Green Field Tribe stayed in the military tent, discussing bitterly, and did not feel the passage of time at all. The night turned into day again, and the outside of the military tent became lively again, but after seeing the shield outside Alan's military tent, everyone tactfully did not dare to disturb him rashly.

When Alan lifted the military tent and punched the shield, a group of people slowly walked towards here outside the military tent that had just been released from magic.

"How did the discussion go, Lord Allen?"

Walking gracefully, Du Penny Le didn't stand on ceremony, bypassing Allen and entering the military tent directly. Behind her were Deborah, Lillian, and several other Matrons, nodding solemnly at Allen, seemingly still digesting the plan Penny Le had told them.

Allen smiled wryly. Although Penny Le and the others' military tent wasn't far from his own, it was impossible for them to coincidentally arrive just as he deactivated the shield. Clearly, Penny Le had been constantly monitoring the changes in Allen's military tent.

"Penny Le, aren't you being too impatient?"

"I can't afford to be impatient. The main point of this plan is to exploit the time difference. If we really want to execute this plan, we have to hurry!"

“. . . ”

After everyone entered the military tent, another shield rose, prompting speculation among the other powerhouses about what kind of secret matter would exclude them all.

Day turned into night, and the military tent's shield finally dissipated. The leaders, looking weary, headed back to their respective military tents. However, judging by Penny Le's undisguised excitement, it seemed their discussion had yielded some results.

While the other Drow Matrons could rest, Allen still had to painstakingly gather the members of the Thorns Ring to explain the matters discussed with Penny Le and the others over the past two days and share his own opinions.

Another night of intense debate ensued. Even though Allen, the leader of the Thorns Ring, had already expressed his stance, internal members still raised different opinions due to existing grudges and their own interests.

Allen was very patient, answering the questions of these member representatives one by one, without using his authority to act arbitrarily, even though if he really did so, no one present could refuse or resist.

It's unknown how much persuasion was needed, but finally, before dawn on the third day, the members present passed a vote, ultimately reaching a unanimous decision to cooperate with the Drow again.

At daybreak, the Thorns Allied Forces began to assemble. At the same time, the Horzia Federation's more than one hundred thousand elites were also prepared early. After dusk that day, the massive army quietly marched north under the cover of night, leaving only a small number of personnel and empty camps to mislead the elves' possible scouts.

In fact, the elven army had already retreated to the area north of the Thunder Town ruins to garrison. This defeat was a heavy blow to their army. Not only did the supreme commander, Bessim, fall on the battlefield, but more than half of their comrades were killed or captured. The severity of the loss was rare in centuries.

Originally, everyone thought that this invasion of the Northern Territory was to gain honor and qualifications, but who would have thought that it would become a major stain on their lives? Coupled with the psychological impact, the entire army was immersed in a depressed atmosphere after withdrawing from the battlefield.

The elven army reluctantly reported the disastrous defeat to the kingdom while licking its wounds. Apart from the necessary surveillance, they didn't take much action regarding the Drow's situation in the south.

Even after suffering a defeat, the current elven army still had a strength of over two hundred thousand, making it difficult for the Drow to gnaw on them.

As for the wilderness army that emerged in the last war, after a series of contests, the elves didn't pay much attention to them.

After all, the difference in strength between the two armies was obvious. Unless the same disadvantage as in the last war occurred, the elven army of thirty thousand men could directly confront the wilderness army of one hundred thousand, and there was a high probability of winning.

The elves' losses were indeed heavy, but how about the Drow, their opponents?

Although there was no accurate information or figures, elven officers believed that the Drow had also suffered heavy losses and were unlikely to have the mood and confidence to target and pursue their army.

The Northern Territory, originally shrouded in the shadow of war, suddenly fell into a strange period of peace. The tense atmosphere before was dissipating, but it seemed to be only temporarily hidden, and an undercurrent was surging.

In the eyes of the elven scouts, the Drow and wilderness armies were orderly withdrawing south, and the military camps and soldiers stationed outside Coldwind Hold were also slowly decreasing. Obviously, the other side had temporarily decided to abandon the Coldwind Hold area.

The elves didn't intend to manage this area after the other side abandoned it. Although the climate change had gradually added some vitality to the land, it was still not to the elves' liking, who were short of land and population, and it was impossible to use it as a settlement.

Of course, the current elven army didn't have the strength to occupy and rebuild Coldwind Hold. Just like the Drow Matrons worried that the elves would disturb their reconstruction of Coldwind Hold, the elves didn't want to painstakingly build a defensive fortification, only to end up benefiting the Drow and the wilderness.

The elves were waiting for the kingdom's punishment for their failure and subsequent arrangements. They also believed that the Drow and the wilderness were actively preparing for war, because their spies stationed in Mansha City had also reported that the first batch of supplies and soldiers from the Mansha Alliance were departing from Mansha City and slowly heading towards the Northern Territory.

As for the Thorns Ring tribe's territory south of the Cato Mountains, it had now become a black hole in the elves' intelligence system. Nasir Fortress, which had directly closed the trade route due to the war, had directly entered a state of combat readiness, and no one or anything could pass through it.

At the same time, on the Coldwind Hold front, the powerhouses led by Allen and Deborah had been stationed in the military camp, occasionally approaching the elven military camp to scout, but without any more extreme behavior.

As for the army on the edge of Coldwind Hold, in addition to most of them being transferred back, a small number of warriors were also relying on the ruins of Coldwind Hold to build outposts.