Green Monster Epic

Chapter 793: The Bet

Although he didn't want to offend the other tribes, the joint army concerned the safety of the entire Northern Territory and was closely related to the future of the Green Field Tribe, so Albad could not afford to be weak.

"If anyone is still thinking of loafing around here, you better leave with them now, otherwise the days to come will disappoint you and cause you great pain!!"

In fact, the rank-and-file soldiers of the joint army were quite good. Perhaps because the warriors sent by the Uruk, Amansha, and Argon tribes in the early stages were from their affiliated tribes rather than directly from their own clans, these warriors were often filled with awe when facing the instructors of the Green Field Three Tribes.

At least in the Northern Territory, the Green Field Tribe's reputation and strength were genuinely powerful. No local weakling with a brain dared to provoke them. Only the army commanders who came with the army were of questionable quality, and they couldn't even understand the most basic army command orders. They were not qualified battlefield warriors at all, but they had many demands, even fantasizing about enjoying themselves in a military camp, which really gave the three tribes' instructors a headache.

Therefore, Albad, the legendary elder, had to personally step forward to straighten out and improve the command system of this newly built army, so that this motley crew could quickly have a stable and effective pre-war command.

"..."

The officers who remained in the military tent were silent, obviously somewhat confident. Seeing this, Albad reopened his mouth and continued to issue tasks: "Since you have all chosen to stay, from now on I will give you three days to memorize and thoroughly learn the military discipline and wartime orders of our Green Field Tribe's army. The assessment will begin in three days."

"Those who fail the assessment should consciously leave the army."

"This is not fair, your tribe's officers..."

"Fair?

You have been stationed at the fortress for half a month, and our joint army's logistics department has already distributed the relevant information to you. If you were a qualified and motivated officer, you should have memorized these things by now, instead of being reminded by me to memorize and learn."

"When the war breaks out, powerful enemies will not show mercy to you because of your usual laziness and slackness, nor will they give you a fair chance to fight one-on-one!!"

"I'll say it again, if you are not satisfied with my requirements, you can leave the military camp now!!"

Albad glanced contemptuously at the dark elf officer who still had the courage to speak, and rebuked coldly.

The dark elves have a long heritage and have been fighting in the harsh underground world, so their knowledge of military strategy and war command is no worse than that of the Green Field Tribe, which has explored on its own. Objectively speaking, their complete military system is even more powerful and excellent than that of the Green Field Tribe.

This also makes the officers and soldiers sent by the Corima Tribe perform better than the motley crew of other tribes in daily performance, but in actual cooperation, whether it is their officers or soldiers, they always show a sense of alienation, making it difficult to cooperate and collaborate with other teammates.

"Put away your pride, and stop acting so superior!!"

"Even if you are excellent and powerful as an individual on the battlefield, without the cooperation and coordination of other companions, do you think you can withstand the impact of an elven legion??"

Albad would not indulge this group of dark elves, and fiercely retorted.

"..."

The young dark elf officer still showed an unwilling look in his eyes. He was about to retort again, but was quietly stopped by his calm companion, and finally closed his mouth reluctantly.

"If you can stay in the assessment three days later, I will give you a chance to prove yourself."

Albad smiled coldly. It seemed that he still had to use practical actions to break the dark elves' self-righteous pride: "Then we will conduct a hypothetical war deduction on the sand table to see who will be the ultimate victor!"

"Of course, to show fairness, I will allow all of your dark elf officers to discuss and consult together, while I will only have one person."

"What if we win?

The young dark elf officer raised his head proudly, looking down at the legendary gnome mage who was two heads shorter than himself. Obviously, he had strong confidence in the military education he had received.

"Hehe."

Albad's mouth turned up slightly, and he was not angry because he was looked down upon. He just replied indifferently: "If you win, then I will allow your dark elf army to form an independent army, and you will not need to obey the orders of my joint army command in future battles. You can act freely."

"Are you serious?

Not only was the young dark elf officer moved, but even the other relatively calm dark elf officers around him showed surprised expressions and couldn't help but ask.

The Corima dark elf population was not large to begin with. Now that they were rooted in the surface world and cut off from the underground, they basically had to rely on their own people to reproduce in order to develop and grow. However, the dark elves' low fertility rate and relatively long growth time have limited their speed of growth like most mainstream races in the surface world.

Therefore, for the rulers of Corima Town, every dark elf compatriot is a precious treasure, and they are reluctant to send these compatriots into danger unless necessary.

It's just a pity that reality is cruel. If the dark elves want to gain a foothold in the wilderness, they must show their value and attitude and gain the recognition of the surrounding tribes, such as taking the initiative to reinforce the Green Field Plain last time, and the collective mobilization of the Thorns Ring organization this time.

The last time they reinforced the Green Field Tribe and counterattacked the invading elven detachment, the dark elves still maintained relatively independent leadership authority, and the troops they dispatched were ranged archers. However, when the casualties were counted after the war, they still suffered hundreds of casualties.

Then, with the formation of this Northern Territory Allied Forces, without independent command and action authority, the dark elf multi-command officers really cannot estimate how many of their participating soldiers will be lost if a war really breaks out.

But if they win the bet with Albad, then the dark elf army with a certain degree of autonomy can at least make choices on the battlefield depending on the situation, and the number of compatriots that may be saved in the end should not be underestimated.

At least the dark elf warriors can definitely avoid becoming the first wave of cannon fodder.

"With so many people to testify for you, are you still afraid that I will go back on my word? Besides, I am also a legend anyway. It would be embarrassing to go back on my word to you juniors, wouldn't it?"

"Okay, we agree!"

The young dark elf spat out a few words decisively after receiving the eye support from his companions.

"Very good, I look forward to your challenges. If any of you are as unconvinced as they are, you can also challenge me after meeting my requirements."

"However, if you fail the challenge, then you must also accept my punishment. I won't tell you what the specific punishment is now, lest it dampen your fighting spirit to participate in the challenge."

"Humph!"

Looking at the pairs of unruly eyes full of high fighting spirit, Albad's old and dead heart seemed to be infected a little, but then his mind had already started to run and mobilize, thinking about what kind of 'profound' punishment he should carry out for this group of young wilderness talents.

As for the issue of winning or losing the bet with these young officers and conducting sand table deductions, Albad was not very worried.

Having experienced the last time he faced the elven army head-on, and competed with the opponent's pre-war commander in terms of strategic layout and on-the-spot command, although the final result was not satisfactory, the problem was not in his command, but in the real strength gap between the two armies.

Moreover, after the last fight, Albad also learned a lot from his opponent, and also saw the problems in himself and his own army, and improved them.

Albad felt that his command ability had improved a lot, and he was very confident in dealing with this group of young boys.

If an accident really happened and someone could defeat him in the sand table deduction, then Albad would probably be even happier, because what the Thorns Ring Allied Forces lacked most at the moment was commanding officers who could deploy troops and make reasonable adjustments according to the battlefield situation.