From troll tribes to elf empires

Chapter 175 The developing war

On the dozens of meters of ancestral altar, thirty-three members of the Ancestral Spirit Legion formed a ring, guarding the 13 shamans in the center;

The oldest of the shamans murmured mysterious prayers, and danced with the other 12 shamans around him, who were performing daily ritual activities together.

On the second floor of the sacrificial platform, the chief and the clan leaders were waiting silently in silence.

Suddenly, the chief priest frowned tightly;

Not only him, but the other priests who could communicate with the spirits of their ancestors also changed their expressions at the same time.

But the shamans did not stop the ongoing ceremony immediately. Instead, after completing it, the chief priest came to the chief and the clan leaders and announced with a solemn expression,

"The spirits of the ancestors have issued a new warning. Our people are being attacked in the south."

"Attack? Is it a monster!?"

"No, it's a small, organized elite army. The spirits of the ancestors warned that the danger is coming from the south."

"Southern? Are they fanged barbarians!!?"

"It should be right, it may be retaliation against the Vino trade."

Today, when suitable metal mines have not yet been found, only the 'steel and wood' tools produced by the Yabu can be used as a supplement to the few metals left during the migration, thereby speeding up their construction.

The previous Vino trade was actually the overall behavior of the tribe that emerged due to this.

‘The 11th group of Far Travelers, the evacuation of the hornhoof species from area 03-1;’

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At the southern mountain pass, the troll expeditionary force that arrived has built a huge and solid forward base here with the assistance of seven witch doctors;

The chief's expression changed drastically, and he immediately shouted loudly,

"War! It's war! All clan leaders! Immediately! Immediately recruit the people inside and outside the city to return!"

First, it is the command tent where witch doctors and senior commanders hold military discussions;

The other one is the large account where the communication group members are located.

"No, just wait patiently. We have to rely on the city wall to defend the city, the fangs are barbarian. The trolls are too strong in field combat."

There are simple dirt roads to travel between the fields. Although trolls can walk on them, there is no way for large construction vehicles to pass through here;

The mutant bridge trees were rapidly spawned, and they formed a circle on land and in the river, becoming the outer wall of the "Amphibious and Land Joint Camp".

"Oh, I have to be careful next time. I have to write these things down so that I don't forget them again later."

‘Travel far away.05-7 Evacuation;’

The infantry soldiers have already begun to build catapults and giant crossbows under the guidance of their apprentices.

"The unreasonable barbarian Vino is not as bad as they say!"

"Thank you for your support!"

In addition, Farstrider camps, cavalry camps, and array infantry camps are also located in various areas within the wall.

"It doesn't matter, it's just a matter of destruction after all. Let the troops start gathering."

"Yes. You have also seen the 'note' from some time ago, but almost none of our caravans can come back. They seem to be really angry." The old shaman said.

"clear!"

On the water surface of the joint camp, more than 70 large and small ships have disappeared;

Shortly after unloading the cargo on the night of arrival, they were already on their way home again, preparing to increase troops or deliver the next batch of grain and grass as appropriate.

There is a huge metal basin placed in their center, which is almost overflowing with water or some other special liquid.

"Their scouts are already everywhere outside the city. Do you really want to do something?"

The liquid surface in the basin is now reflecting the scene in the distance.

They had missed the previous construction process of the 'Land and Water Camp'. The shamans had not figured out at the time how the fanged barbarians could suddenly build such a huge camp under the immediate warning from the ancestor altar.

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"Their anti-reconnaissance magic capabilities are very weak, and they haven't noticed our prying eyes until now."

"We were too careless and didn't realize the purpose of that black smoke."

The great chief and the clan heads also followed the old shaman's line of sight and looked back to the south. The rising black smoke pillars immediately caught their eyes.

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At the New Toulon altar, the shamans were concentrated at the top;

Around them, more than 2,500 expeditionary troops were divided into four 625 regiments, guarding many engineering vehicles in the center, as well as non-combat units such as apprentices.

"We should leave some boats behind. These big guys are still too slow to walk in the wild."

At this time, the Moose Cavalry, a mixed force of soldiers, was patrolling around the advance base, always alert to possible incoming raids;

There is also a full infantry corps, which is responsible for staying in the camp at this time to protect the expeditionary army's food, grass and other supplies.

"We will."

"You two go gather the Earthshaker Legion and quickly prepare for war;"

Among them, the Farstriders, as one of the 'most professional' units, were not mixed with the militia this time;

Still maintaining their complete organization, they had dispersed far to the north, carrying out the mission of reconnaissance and capturing sporadic prisoners;

After recording the new knowledge, the studious officer looked up at the mental outlook of the militiamen under his command. Then he pondered for a moment and ordered the flag officer beside him,

At that time, the only possibility they thought of was that the power of the magic blocked the perception of the ancestors' spirits, and they thought that the warning came too late.

At the officer's suggestion, the army immediately stopped advancing and temporarily set up camp here.

Immediately, the witch doctors used various spare seeds on their bodies to build a new forward base. At the same time, they used magic to build simple ships.

In the communication tent, messages from the travelers ahead were continuously received, translated and then sent to the command tent next door.

Almost every distance they walked, the trolls had to carry the vehicle up and down, crushing large tracts of green seedlings, but they were unable to continue to speed up.

Large tracts of deserted farmland have come into their sight, and all the horn-hoofed species that were supposed to work here have returned to the city.

And between the cultivated fields under the dirt road, there are also sections of field ridges blocking the road, which greatly hinders the progress of catapults and ballistae.

"Write it down, write it down. The bigger these guys are, the better. They have to be made based on the terrain."

The great chief ordered his three sons, and then he turned to the shamans and said,

"The battle preparation of the Ancestral Spirit Army will be left to you."

According to the intelligence from the front line, the opponent's army showed no signs of leaving the city for field battles and had been preparing for war in the city.

Time passed little by little in the boring march. At this time, the environment the expeditionary force was in could no longer be called a wilderness;

"It's time to start taking action. Although there is no formal contact yet, the news sent by the Far Traveler has proved the status quo."

"Send a message to the witch doctor and ask if we can set up camp temporarily and rush out a few simple large boats. The militiamen have begun to get anxious. If this continues, we can only leave these big guys here and move forward lightly."

"Yes, yes, I have to remember it too."

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north to wilderness

Thirty 'self-propelled' catapults and fifty 'self-propelled' crossbows moved forward slowly with a 'creeping' sound under the influence of huge magic power;

Walls growing out of thin air, strange trees rising from the ground, and large sampans appearing one after another.

This completely different spell-casting system left them scratching their heads. At the same time, they once again realized the fact that "a barbarian is not a barbarian."

"clear!"

"Explain what? Thanks to them for providing the tribe with those insidious seeds that can't be planted a second time? These damn cunning barbarians!"

"This is not a 'small-scale elite'." The priests muttered in a daze.

"So what, we can pretty much just watch and can't do anything."

In the land camp, several huge granaries were built, and all the crown wheat was stored in them;

But now, they no longer think so

The shamans clearly saw how these barbarians built a new camp overnight, which was not much inferior to the previous one.

The Moose Cavalry and the Array Infantry are different. Among the 500 unemployed people, except for the Far Travelers, the rest were basically dispersed into the expeditionary army and became mid-to-high-level officers.

"Bless the spirit of the ancestors for the legion. Alas, why do you think it is so difficult to survive peacefully?"

"It is useless to talk more at this time. We must start to think of ways to deal with it. Maybe you should send an envoy to the south to explain and ease their anger."

In the center of the camp, there are two other large tents erected separately.

'The 17th group of Far Travelers discovered the enemy gathering and suspected that they had detected the expeditionary force;'

The two officers took out a small notebook, held the ink bottle stopper in their mouths, and started writing and drawing as they walked.

As we advanced, a senior officer complained,

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The two sides had quite a tacit understanding. In other words, they didn't even realize that there was any 'exchange of views' before the battle. They were just doing their own thing.

Another officer answered,

"That's not the only mistake. The camp is too far back. We actually have to walk for two days and one night to reach Toulon."

The 'icehouse transport truck' was also re-established, regaining its status as a refrigerator tree, and began to better preserve the abundant meat in it.

After the great chief left Fengfenghuohuo, the thirteen shamans stayed at the altar to look at each other in silence for a long time before the old shaman spoke,

The chief priest wanted to say something else, but a wisp of black caught his eye.

"Perhaps, we have no time to make amends," he murmured.

"Go and recruit civilians and let them receive weapons immediately!"

Before he could finish his words, the 17 clan leaders present had already rushed away from the altar and quickly headed towards their clan's settlement in the city.

"The command will be left to you, and we witch doctors will be responsible for assisting. If you have any needs, you can ask them."

"Look at the water curtain!"

"Huh? Damn it! They are burning the fields! Quickly change the perspective and see how much they have burned! I hope it is an accident. I hope it is an accident."

The shamans cast spells together, and the water curtain was pulled away a little bit, and a split screen appeared. But soon, they no longer had to observe through the water curtain;

Because just in the distant sky, thick black smoke rose from almost the entire horizon.

(End of chapter)