Green Monster Epic

Chapter 425: The Threat of War

The Northern Territory of the Wilderness had finally begun to descend into chaos.

Allen returned to the Green Field Tribe, and just as he, Stone, the second town chief after him, and Trick, the representative of the new generation who would inherit the position of town chief in the future, had discussed a general plan, the Crow's Claw Tribe in the north suffered a complete defeat.

The majority of the tribe retreated into Bonn City, where they joined forces with the two-thousand-strong troll army, which had just formulated a defensive plan, and struggled to hold back the hundred-thousand-strong drow army.

Stone was now over 60 years old.

Although he was still full of energy and had not yet reached the point of mental confusion, in order to cultivate successors, he began to promote shrewd and capable, intelligent talents from the new generation of young earth goblins in the tribe, according to the rules and regulations formulated by Allen, and taught them little by little by his side.

Flower Snake, the tribe member whom Allen valued most, finally died peacefully in his bed at home at the advanced age of nearly a hundred years.

It was not until his child, Duncan, came to call him for dinner the next day that he discovered his cold corpse.

Such a peaceful death was very rare even in the wilderness today.

Too many wilderness natives died tragically on the road to pursuing interests and power.

Allen only stayed in front of Flower Snake's grave for a long time after his burial, and then buried the memory of him deep in his brain, perhaps to be taken out and reviewed when he himself was about to die of old age.

"...Chieftain Bilaire hopes that Chieftain Allen can send an army to support the war of the Snowstorm Trolls with our tribe."

The messenger brought the latest battle report from the front, and also brought various requests from the Thorns Ring.

The alliance between Arial and Bilaire ultimately led to their joining the Thorns Ring with the Crow's Claw Gnolls to resist the threat from the north.

Now that the drow had revealed their malice, and the forces of the Church of Nature and the Oak Temple and other natural gods could not complete their support for the Northern Territory in a short time, the major tribes of the Northern Wilderness could only save themselves.

Moreover, the strength of the drow was not too great.

After all, not all drow city-states were willing to provoke the natural temples behind the wilderness, or some city-states still preferred the underground life, and the ongoing war on the continent had prevented the drow army from invading the Northern Wilderness from being very strong.

An army of 100,000, and less than ten legendary or higher-level powerhouses, were the enemies that the tribes of the Northern Territory had to face.

The drow matriarch who had died at the hands of Allen and the others was originally the backbone of the drow city-states who advocated invading the wilderness.

It was also because of that design that the core strength of the drow's invasion of the wilderness camp suffered a heavy blow.

Otherwise, if the drow matriarch Allie, instructor Darhan, and his party had succeeded in eliminating the backbone of the Northern Wilderness, then the situation in the Northern Wilderness would definitely have tilted towards the drow.

Of course, this was also thanks to the arrangements made by the Church of Nature in the early stages of the war against the elves and dwarves.

The 20,000 regular troops formed by Arial in response to the church's call had been constantly training over the years and had been stationed in the Northern Territory without being conscripted south.

This allowed the war in the Northern Territory to have a certain defensive force when the horn sounded, helping the major tribes to buy time to react.

"Supporting forces are necessary.

If the drow really invade and occupy the Northern Territory, then they will inevitably become a powerful threat to our Green Field Tribe."

Trick Green Field, who was regarded as a candidate for future town chief, was a junior with extremely high wisdom, a broad vision, and a judgment far exceeding that of other tribesmen.

At this time, after careful consideration, he made his own judgment.

Trick's family was ordinary.

For two generations, his family had been very ordinary people in the Green Field Tribe.

His grandfather was still an earth goblin slave that Allen had bought from the Oak Leaf Merchant Guild with money.

Now, decades of settlement life had completely integrated his family into the Green Field Tribe.

"However, although our tribe now has a population of more than 30,000, except for nearly half of the number of ground dwarves, there are not too many earth goblin and bear goblin warriors who can really form an army."

"Therefore, in the number of troops to be transferred, we need to carefully consider, so that it does not cause too much impact on the main body of the tribe, and at the same time..."

Allen and Stone looked at each other, and both were satisfied with the wisdom of this heir.

If there were no accidents, I am afraid that it would be Trick, this bear goblin junior, who would inherit Stone's position in the future.

"What do you think?"

Allen asked Facado, another bear goblin junior, without showing any emotion.

He was Stone's eldest son, and he had been studying all kinds of useful knowledge in the town's school since he was a child.

He was even closer to Stone, watching his father Stone handle all kinds of affairs in the town.

Allen was not surprised at all by Stone's selfishness.

The other party gave up his hope in the path of war and instead devoted himself to managing the trivial matters of the tribe.

This alone made Allen feel somewhat indebted to him.

Although, even if Stone embarked on the path of pursuing his own strength, he might not really be able to advance to legend like Allen and have a longer lifespan.

Out of guilt towards Stone, when Stone promoted his children and joined the competition for the tribe's power, Allen did not stop him at all.

As long as the way the young people in the tribe compete is fair and just, then the juniors with more resources will naturally receive a little care, which is really impossible to prevent.

Just like Allen, the patriarch, he can't guarantee 100% fairness.

For example, in the case of the two juniors, Cole and Bush, he actually favors them more in peacetime, which is an indisputable fact.

Since Stone, Tree, and even the previous generation of Ashan and the others have made more efforts and energy for the growth of the tribe, then their descendants, as heirs to their legacy, will naturally be easier than other compatriots at the starting stage.

"I think we can slow down for a while.

After all, our Green Field Tribe is not yet a member of the Mansha Alliance.

Although we have joined the Thorns Ring, this Northern Territory organization, there are no clear rules and regulations in this Thorns Ring that determine that we have an obligation to send troops during wartime."

"When the time comes, as long as the tribe, Chieftain you... as long as you can convince Master Eric to represent our tribe and go to Bonn City for a formality, they can't have any other complaints."

However, it was very obvious that even with better conditions, wisdom, this innate thing, still showed different characteristics in everyone.

Facado's vision and wisdom, although starting from the overall interests of the Green Field Tribe, were still somewhat shortsighted.

After listening to Facado's answer, Allen's expression remained the same, and he nodded noncommittally.

On the other side, Stone frowned slightly, obviously somewhat dissatisfied with his child's performance today.

"You child, have you not considered that if the Drow really gain a foothold in the wilderness, which direction will they expand towards in the future?"

Shi Sheng rebuked with a somewhat沉凝 tone. Having been in a high position for many years, managing more than 30,000 tribesmen, Shi Sheng was very adept at discerning the choices in people's hearts at a glance. When Allen organized today's meeting, Shi Sheng had already figured out Allen's inclinations in a short time, but he hadn't had time to communicate with his child.

Faced with his father's rebuke, Facardo dared not retort, but the stubbornness in his eyes showed that he did not think his opinion was wrong.

After all, wilderness natives are always selfish. How could anyone be persuaded to send troops to support other tribes just because they sent an envoy? At the very least, they should exchange some benefits from the tribes seeking help, which would be in line with the interests of a tribe.

Don't talk about future or long-term plans; those are all虚无缥缈. Who can guarantee that with the support of their tribe, the trolls of Bonn City will be able to stop the Drow's advance? Or that Bonn City can really hold out without the addition of their tribe's warriors?

In fact, Facardo's opinion is not wrong. On the contrary, from the perspective of a qualified tribal leader, his opinion is more in line with the interests of the Green Field tribe. However, although Allen seems to have been neglecting the tribe's affairs for a long time, in reality, his decisions on major tribal matters always influence the tribe's future choices.

Who made Allen himself the true pillar of the Green Field tribe!

Although Shi Sheng rebuked Facardo, he also had to salvage some points for his child's opinion.

"I actually think there's no need to agree to Chief Bile's request right now; let's wait and see."

"High Priest Jones of the Maple Leaf Church has not yet made a request on behalf of the Oak Church, which shows that the war in the north has not reached a truly critical point. If we send troops now, we are likely to become sacrifices in the hands of the trolls and gnolls. It's better to let them stew for a while and see if we can take this opportunity to get something from them."

"Even if the Drow invasion concerns the survival of our northern tribes, the Green Field tribe, located in the barren Green Field Plain and with the Tagan Desert as a natural barrier, will not be greatly threatened by the Drow overall."

Although Shi Sheng was explaining Facardo's previous suggestion, wasn't this also his true inner thoughts? Trick's vision was certainly not bad, but he had not fully considered the tribe's perspective and had not fought for the tribe's greatest interests. From this perspective, Trick's shortcomings were also obvious, and he might not be the best choice for the next town chief.

"Well, I was a little impatient."

Trick nodded slightly, taking the initiative to admit that his consideration was not thorough, but he also insisted on preparing for the dispatch of troops.

"However, I think that even if we can't send troops immediately, we can still form an army in advance and start daily battle formation training. This way, we can prepare in advance when a crisis arrives, and even if our army goes to war in the future, the more opportunities we have to train and the more familiar everyone is with the battle formations, the more chances we have to survive!"

"Well, I agree with this suggestion."

Unexpectedly, Facardo also nodded in agreement with Trick's opinion.

"Well, this suggestion is good."

Allen smiled slightly. The more talented people there were in the tribe, the better the future prospects would be. As the true leader, Allen naturally hoped that there would be more smart juniors like these.

"Then tell me, if our tribe sends troops, how many troops should we send..."

During the long exchange, the 5-6 juniors in the tribe who had the opportunity to replace the old town chief Shi Sheng gradually felt less constrained and began to show their talents in front of Allen, the leader who rarely showed his face.

After repeated intense discussions, including the old town chief Shi Sheng, a rough number of troops to be sent was finally determined. Then, after obtaining the nod from Allen, the clan leader, it was considered finalized.

Next, Shi Sheng summoned the heads of logistics, defense forces, and other departments in the town to announce the final result to them. Then, the entire Green Lake Town was filled with a sense of肃杀, such as the first batch of long-trained soldiers conscripted from the defense forces being directly promoted to small leaders such as captains and platoon leaders, and beginning to train the conscripted soldiers.

The halfling manager of logistics cooperated with the gray dwarves and human craftsmen in the tribe, taking out a large number of equipment and weapons from the accumulated stock, and issuing orders to the craftsmen...

Whoosh whoosh whoosh!

Awoo~~~~

A team of over fifty warg riders howled as they ran across the barren prairie. Then, a team of nearly a hundred tall cavalrymen, riding on heavily armored warhorses, held aloft spears over two meters long, tearing through the air, and charging towards an invisible target for training.

The number of Whitey's descendants, the wargs, now exceeds two hundred. However, due to the limited scale of the pastures around牧马坡, which cannot provide more meat resources, the breeding rate of the warg群 has gradually slowed down.

Even so, the Green Field tribe's cavalry establishment has developed considerably. As one of the bloodlines most suitable for riding wargs, the relatively large population of halflings, even though their talent in combat professions is poor, has seen their advancement rate increase to about 1/20 due to the gradual maturity of the Green Field tribe's training system, which is far higher than the initial probability.

With a large population base, it is not difficult for the current Green Field tribe to select a group of halfling warriors who can ride wargs to fight. Advancing to halfling berserkers, coupled with wargs with considerable combat power, and custom-made full warg armor, the combat power of a halfling knight squad is almost not inferior to other cavalry types under such a configuration.

And the excellent warhorse breeds brought back from the Centaur Prairie have finally produced a herd of thousands of horses after years of continuous breeding and reproduction. It is also not difficult to select a batch of about a hundred tall warhorses from them as mounts for the strong hobgoblins and bugbear warriors.

The only pity is that the load-bearing capacity of these prairie warhorses is still somewhat weak. When carrying a strong bugbear warrior, as well as matching armor and heavy weapons, their endurance is relatively weaker than that of warg cavalry.

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