Green Monster Epic

The Allied Wilderness Forces ultimately achieved victory. After cleaning up the battlefield, Aaron and the other commanders, covered in gunpowder and blood, came to report to Allen and the others.

"This battle resulted in the elimination of over 30,100 enemy soldiers, while our forces suffered 33,200 casualties…"

Having won a hard-fought victory, the faces of Vice-Generals like Orson were radiant. However, Aaron, as the commander-in-chief, showed no joy on his face.

Through this engagement with the human legion, Aaron truly experienced the actual combat power of the human legion and also saw the huge gap in strength between the Allied Wilderness Forces and the enemy.

If his legion hadn't possessed an absolute numerical advantage, and if Allen and the other powerhouses hadn't arrived in time, the ultimate victor of this war would probably have been the other side.

Of course, this situation was also under the condition that another factor hadn't participated, and it was only a battle between the Wilderness Allied Forces' own strength.

"Good job!"

Allen was somewhat impressed with Aaron's command ability. Apart from the fact that he felt it was a bit reckless for the other party to make the decision to engage the enemy when he hadn't yet gained a firm foothold, subsequently, the other party's troop deployment, tactical command, and other aspects during the war didn't have too many problems. At least tactically, the Wilderness Allied Forces didn't suffer.

"I believe this victory will give the Allied Forces soldiers more confidence and allow the army to have stronger combat power in future wars."

"Yes, our initial decision to confront the humans' provocation head-on was also based on this consideration."

Aaron nodded and began to explain the reasons for his decision to attack at the time.

"Moreover, even if we hadn't launched an attack first, I believe the humans would have taken the initiative. Otherwise, they wouldn't have pulled their troops out of the castle!"

"Mm."

Allen remained noncommittal, pointed to the castle in the distance, and asked faintly, "What are you planning to do to attack this castle next?"

"This is what we were thinking: after the entire legion is assembled, we'll attack it in batches, to familiarize these guys with the atmosphere of the battlefield and use actual combat to train them."

"In that case, I'm afraid we'll lose a lot of manpower?"

The Lizardman demigod, Jericho, frowned slightly.

"This border castle itself is not considered dangerous, and the garrison in the city is now only ten thousand in scale. Our main purpose is to train soldiers, and to destroy the catapults and ballistae in the city that pose the greatest threat to the soldiers in advance, then the losses will not be too great."

"After all, our main purpose is to train soldiers, not to forcibly attack this castle."

Aaron and Orson exchanged a look and replied tacitly.

"Well, do you need our help?"

Allen nodded slowly and then asked.

"We do need your help."

Aaron and the others were not polite. After Allen asked this question, they frankly stated their request: "We hope that when the siege begins, you can destroy the high-powered equipment that appears in sight from the air."

"Relying solely on the power of our accompanying mage corps, it's not that we can't destroy these devices, but the human legion's spellcaster team has basically remained intact. I don't think they'll easily let us succeed."

"Okay, we'll take care of this."

Allen turned to look at Jericho, who replied in a deep voice.

"Then let's do that."

Allen had no other questions to ask. He also agreed with the other party's plan. However, just as he was about to leave, he thought of something and mentioned casually, "There's no problem with training soldiers, but you need to grasp the timing. This human border army is just a small dish. The real powerful enemy is still in the hinterland of the human legion."

"Don't give the humans more time to prepare. The overall strength of our Allied Forces is still weaker than the Rose Principality. The longer the time drags on, the more disadvantageous it will be for us."

"Understood!"

"I'll leave the matter of cooperating with Aaron and the others to you. I want to go to the south to see the humans' preparations."

"Alright."

Since displaying unimaginable strength on the battlefield, Allen's prestige in the hearts of the dozen or so powerhouses accompanying him has been completely established. Even Jericho, who is also a demigod, couldn't help but lower his posture and respond obediently when facing Allen's gaze.

Allen's figure soared into the sky, then crossed the human castle in front and flew boldly towards the hinterland of the Rose Principality.

Behind a rolling hill about twenty miles west of the battlefield, a sizable centaur army silently huddled on the soft grass, resting. Several majestic and handsome centaurs stood on the top of the hill, looking into the distance, taking in the situation on the eastern battlefield with the help of magic and tools.

One of the handsome centaurs with black hair had a pair of eyes that emitted a brilliant golden light. Without using any auxiliary enhancements, he could clearly see the situation more than twenty miles away with his own eyes.

Seeing the departing figure of the Bear Goblin, the young centaur, who was surrounded by the other centaurs and appeared to be of extremely high status, had a meaningful look in the depths of his golden pupils.

"Is that the newly promoted demigod Bear Goblin of the Mansa Alliance?"

It wasn't until Allen's figure disappeared into the sky that the young centaur slowly withdrew his gaze and turned to ask a pale centaur beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The centaur who respectfully answered the young centaur was none other than Ahmad, the renowned legendary general of the Dayan Khanate. If Allen saw him in such a low posture, carefully flattering the young centaur in front of him, he would probably be shocked and even more curious about the identity of this young centaur.

"He is indeed an interesting person. Tell the little guys from your respective Khanates that they should try to maintain a good relationship with him in the future. Perhaps many of his future actions will startle everyone!"

"Yes."

Although they didn't understand why this person valued the Bear Goblin Allen so much, Ahmad and the others didn't dare to ask, but simply bowed and echoed.

"I wonder what the attitude of those guys above is towards him?"

While stroking his smooth chin, the young centaur imagined something with great interest, and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but curl upwards.

The greatest confidence that Aaron and the others had in fighting with the human legion was actually here. The armies of the Allied Forces and the centaurs were one, and they communicated with each other. Although they were independent in their actions, they were still very willing to entrust their backs to each other when they needed help.

The two armies that set out almost at the same time, the vanguard legions, were actually not far apart. When the Allied Forces began to fight, the centaur legion had also entered a state of combat, waiting only for the general leading the team to issue an order.

Centaurs, being naturally half cavalry, could cover a distance of twenty-odd miles in no more than ten minutes. Moreover, Ahmad and his team led a light cavalry regiment this time, which could fully utilize the cavalry's powerful impact during long-distance sprints, inflicting significant damage on the enemy.

They sped south, and the once lush grasslands had now been developed by humans into square plots of land. Scattered human villages dotted this flat area without many mountains, but at this time, it seemed to lack vitality.

These villages showed no signs of activity, nor were there any traces of farming or livestock. It seemed that during the preparation in the wilderness, humans were also actively responding.

The human high command was clearly preparing to abandon the almost entirely flat grassland area, migrating all the border population to the inland. Otherwise, it would be impossible for there to be no human presence in the villages along the way. The thriving crops outside those villages could not be easily abandoned without care.

After flying south for another two magical hours, many continuous tall trees gradually appeared on the ground, forming a vast forest.

Hidden in the forest roads, Allen finally sensed the presence of a large number of creatures moving slowly southward. Various suppressed human voices echoed in the jungle, rising and falling.

Standing on the crown of a large tree, peering through the gaps in the lush foliage, Allen silently observed this group of people who had left their homes, their faces filled with worry and confusion about the future.

In war, the most miserable and tragic are never the nobles who have lost their ruling power, nor the defeated generals, but countless ordinary people at the bottom, dependent on the kingdom's regime.

The decisions made by the human high command ultimately had to be borne by these ordinary people who had no ability to resist. The wealth accumulated over many years vanished in an instant, and the step from prosperity to poverty was just a short distance away.

However, to the indigenous people of the wilderness, these weak human commoners were also their enemies because they supplied the human army with resources and provided the population to form the army, undoubtedly being accomplices of the human kingdom.

Recalling the markings on the alliance's strategic map and comparing them to the current environment, Allen could roughly determine where this group of humans was retreating to. Further south, after passing through this forest, they would reach Ceres, the largest fortress city in the northern part of the Rose Duchy. The rulers of the Rose Duchy could abandon the Centaur Grassland border occupied more than two hundred years ago because it had no natural defenses, but they certainly could not abandon Ceres City, as they had been operating this city for thousands of years. It was once an important border town for the Rose Duchy to resist the wilderness.

After determining the final destination of the human retreat, Allen did not plan to scout further. Even if he was skilled and bold, he was not foolish enough to provoke a fortress alone. Those human powerhouses who had escaped earlier should now be settling down in Ceres City.

Anyway, the purpose of his coming out this time, ostensibly to scout the movements of humans, was actually to find a safe place to carefully ponder the situation of successfully stimulating the power of faith before.

The army was crowded and not a suitable environment for research. Moreover, what Allen was researching was the power of faith, which was regarded as a taboo in the civilized world. Although the churches of the Natural God Temple had now seemingly defaulted to Allen's chosen path, it was also based on the fact that Allen had not put his choice on the table, setting a bad example for other wilderness powerhouses.

If Allen exposed his choice to embark on the path to becoming a god without being prepared, then the Natural God Temple would inevitably turn against him again to maintain its foundation of faith, suppressing and assassinating him with more forceful means and power than before.

While flying, Allen recalled the rare experience in the previous battle, and his mental power could not help but follow the previous actions, starting to adjust the frequency and experiment again.

Strands of mental power constructed a mysterious and complex mental model in Allen's sea of consciousness. With the manipulation and constant vibration of Allen's powerful and rational divine consciousness, it was as if a harp was playing beautiful music, allowing Allen's original mental frequency to waver at any time, approaching his gradually familiar frequency.

Seeing that the amplitude of the mental power strands' vibration was getting larger and larger, setting off shocking waves in Allen's boundless sea of consciousness, the cooperation between the main consciousness and the divine consciousness gradually began to shake under the impact of this wave.

Things that could be done in the previous tense battle were now more difficult after restoring a peaceful state of mind. Another invisible wave hit the aggregate formed by the mental power strands, Allen's heartstrings loosened, and he could no longer control the mental power strands, and the agitated mental vibration suddenly fell into the trough.

"Where exactly is the problem?"

In the vast forest, it was not difficult to find a quiet, undisturbed place. Allen himself did not have any requirements for the environment, and soon found an ancient tree that had grown for hundreds of years with lush branches and leaves, and settled down in the dense foliage.

Burying himself in thought, Allen constantly replayed the previous scene and communicated with the divine consciousness, experiencing the feelings when he could not control it before.

"I always feel like something is missing. Am I overlooking something?"

Again, recalling the previous operation, bit by bit, he reproduced the scene and feelings at that time in his mind, but in the end, he still gained nothing. Then, Allen continued to recall the situation when he unintentionally entered the resonant state, the similarities with this time entering the state, as well as the physical changes, and so on.

Allen believed that every time he had such an experience, it meant that he was one step closer to the road to success. When his body's muscle memory was familiar with this state, or when he found the key through comparison after comparison, the so-called shackles would open its mysterious door in front of him.

The mental power strands did not change, the liquid rage ran smoothly, and the body's functions and heart rate were also very stable, so what else was different from then?

Activate the Fury skill?

Allen seemed to have thought of something. With a thought, his heart suddenly burst out with strong vitality and strength. As the surging rage flowed throughout his body with the blood in the blood vessels, the experimental steps that had just been experienced were now repeated again.