Green Monster Epic

A month after the Thorn Ring organization held its temporary meeting, armies composed of various races gradually gathered in the southern hills of the Mulr Fortress.

Although the hastily constructed military camps were simple, the banners atop the yurts fluttered in the breeze, and the deep shouts of the warriors resonated from time to time, involuntarily inspiring a sense of solemnity.

The military camp was adjacent to the Mansa trade route, with no intention of avoiding passing merchants, attracting the attention and discussions of an endless stream of traders and tourists.

Such a large movement would naturally not be in vain, and the merchants' senses and ears were the most sensitive. Not only was the Northern Territory making frequent moves, but the tribes around the Mansa Wilderness were also taking measures to conscript and prepare supplies, indicating that something major was about to happen.

Some merchants were worried, their faces gloomy. If turmoil were to rise again, it would be truly dangerous for them. However, there were also those wealthy and courageous individuals who rubbed their hands in anticipation, secretly hoarding various scarce resources, preparing to make a fortune.

"City Lord Brennan, the supplies you need have been fully prepared. Please send someone to take inventory."

On the towering fortress walls, the handsome and somewhat noble elf, Jay, accompanied the bear goblin city lord as they gazed south at the tranquil sunset scenery.

As an established beneficiary, the Oakleaf Merchant Guild had already tasted its first sweetness. Nearly five hundred thousand gold coins' worth of supplies had been transported from Mansa City to this place over several months, yielding profits more than ten percent higher than usual.

Moreover, judging by the Northern Territory's style, they would not stop at this one transaction. The Greenwild Tribe alone had placed a deposit of one million gold coins for supplies with the Oakleaf Merchant Guild, and several other tribes had also placed orders ranging from hundreds of thousands to millions of gold coins.

Since helping Allen auction off the cooking recipes and promote the Magic Chef system, the Oakleaf Merchant Guild had developed a closer relationship with the Northern Territory.

Also, because it had obtained the support of Allen, this newly advanced demigod pillar, and the Northern Territory, a place to gain a foothold and develop, it had obtained almost monopolistic trade rights with the various tribes of the Northern Territory. This allowed the merchant guild to stabilize its position under the increasingly strong and aggressive Natural Merchant Association.

Even if the middle-aged elf, Jay, were to leave the background of the Ferran Luo family, his position in the Oakleaf Merchant Guild could be considered significant.

However, the increasingly calm and wise elf merchant no longer had the youthful dream of returning to the safe and prosperous Mansa City to enjoy power. Instead, he had always maintained trade relations with the various tribes of the Northern Territory, especially the Greenwild Tribe, living and working in the Mulr Fortress garrison area for a long time.

He was well aware that his current position in the moribund high-level of the merchant guild was not enough solely with the support of his family. If he wanted to go further and reach the absolute core of the merchant guild, he would have to further maintain his relationship with the various tribes of the Northern Territory.

If considered from a merchant's perspective, the supplies purchased by the various tribes of the Northern Territory this time would inevitably be delayed for a period of time in order to maximize the profits from these supplies.

With the Oakleaf Merchant Guild's eyes and ears spread across the north and south continents and the wilderness, it was not difficult to detect the clouds of war slowly enveloping the entire Feyman world. When war truly broke out, various strategic resources would become the most scarce and valuable items.

For a large organization like the Oakleaf Merchant Guild, collecting and hoarding such resources was not an easy task, let alone for other forces and organizations.

As long as this situation became more and more clear, the value of these strategic resources would become more and more expensive. With the Oakleaf Merchant Guild's capabilities and confidence, as long as they wanted to hoard large quantities of supplies to maximize profits, it would be easier than collecting and transporting these supplies.

However, in order to maintain the relationship with the various tribes of the Northern Territory, Jay still overruled all objections and mobilized the resources at his disposal to deliver the items currently needed by the various tribes of the Northern Territory to the Mulr Fortress in a timely manner.

"Thank you, Mr. Jay. I wonder how long it will take for the next batch of supplies we ordered to arrive?"

City Lord Brennan of the bear goblins asked slowly with a satisfied expression.

"This... I'll find a way to prepare them as soon as possible and send them to the fortress."

Jay was still somewhat complacent, but when he heard Brennan's question, his expression immediately became somewhat troubled.

It should be known that the Greenwild Tribe was extremely wealthy. Not to mention anything else, the wealth sent to the Greenwild Tribe through Jay's hands alone amounted to ten million gold coins. Moreover, in recent years, forces had successively purchased magic cuisine recipes from the Oakleaf Merchant Guild. Although the prices were not as expensive as when the recipes were first auctioned, the wealth flowing into the Greenwild Tribe over time was still staggering.

Naturally, a tribe with such immense wealth would not be stingy with its purchases. Coupled with the purchases of members of various tribes in the Thorn Ring organization, even Jay, the northern director of a powerful merchant guild like the Oakleaf Merchant Guild, felt quite strained to meet the demand.

"My tribe and the other tribes of the Thorn Ring will certainly remember this kindness."

Brennan said gratefully.

"This is as it should be. Our merchant guild has been able to thrive in the Northern Territory in recent years thanks to the care of the various leaders!"

Jay replied humbly, and at the same time, changed the subject with a flattering tone.

"Coming here this time and seeing so many valiant warriors gathered outside the city truly inspires awe!"

"Still not as many as the elven armies in the north!"

Although Brennan had not personally experienced the elven invasion of the Greenwild Plains a few years ago, he could still clearly judge the strength gap between the Greenwild Tribe's army and the elven army from the most detailed battle reports sent to him later.

At this time, in the endless and solemn military camps lined up on both sides of the wide trade route, countless wild indigenous warriors could often be seen forming formations and emitting a series of sonorous shouts, with the cold light of their weapons tearing through the air.

It was just that the races and professions of these warriors were very chaotic. Until now, the most troublesome thing for the middle and high-level leaders of the coalition army was still how to disrupt these guys and reorganize them into reasonable military formations.

What made the solemn atmosphere of this army even more ridiculous was that the warriors of this large army, numbering over 30,000, wore different types of leather armor, chainmail, and plate armor. Some looked no better than beggars, while others were dressed as flamboyantly as brothel madams.

Although the several major tribes in the Thorn Ring organization had succumbed to the might of the demigod Allen and were moved by Albad's rational persuasion, ultimately deciding to send warriors to gather at the Mulr Fortress and begin preliminary training, they also had their own little thoughts in their hearts. Not many of the elite warriors belonging to their respective tribes were dispatched, but some people were conscripted from their vassal tribes to make up the numbers.

Only the two or three thousand warrior squads sent by the Wildheart and Corima tribes still had some semblance of regular troops.

Anyway, in the eyes of the high-level leaders of these major tribes, the warriors sent to the Mulr Fortress for gathering and training were mostly cannon fodder. If a war really broke out, the first to die could not be the members of their own tribes.

Albad and the others were as clear as mirrors about the thoughts of these tribes, and they were not too disappointed. At least the first batch of warriors sent still met the requirements: no lower than level 6 warrior, strong body without disabilities, and in their prime.

Even when these requirements were initially proposed, Albad had already guessed how the other three tribes, apart from the alliance, would respond. Now that the other party's choice was as expected, it was exactly what Albad wanted.

Although the overall quality and equipment of the manpower drawn from the vassal tribes of the other tribes were somewhat lacking, they were not without advantages. That was, they would be very obedient to leadership, know how to endure, and would not have the qualifications or confidence to cause trouble in the upcoming iron-blooded training by relying on the strength of their own tribes.

"Ha!!"

"Kill!!"

"Pa!!"

"Didn't you eat?"

......

The means of whipping and strictness rose and fell in the military camp. The resident soldiers and generals of the three-tribe council in the past had now become the backbone of training this group of new recruits, applying all the suffering they had endured in the past to this group of new recruits. This made the gnolls, trolls, and goblin warriors feel very excited, and their enthusiasm was also very full.

Brennan looked at all of this, but he didn't quite agree, and even had some complaints, because many of the supplies they had purchased from the Oakleaf Merchant Guild with their tribe's money had to be invested in this group of warriors, most of whom had nothing to do with the Greenwild Tribe.

This decision was made by Elder Albad, and it was also supported by Elder Cole, which made it impossible for Brennan to oppose it, even if he wanted to.

He really couldn't understand why the wealth and resources that the tribe had worked so hard to accumulate had to be given to this group of outsiders, even if most of these resources and equipment were the most basic and the individual value might not be great.

In Brennan's view, it would be better to invest these things in their own tribesmen than to use them on these rabble, which would still help to improve the strength of the tribe's warriors.