Green Monster Epic

The tragic plight of the elves left Allen unmoved. If he hadn't returned to reinforce them in time, the people of his own three races within Nasir Fortress would likely have suffered the same miserable fate as the elves before him after the fortress was breached.

This was the cruel world, the cruel reality.

Allen withdrew his gaze and chatted with Deborah and the others for a while, especially inquiring about the situation of the dwarves in the north, before bidding farewell and leaving.

The situation of the dwarves was not very good. Although a band of wilderness soldiers had emerged from the southern front of their homeland, helping the dwarven general Graybeard on the southern front to push back and reclaim hundreds of miles of territory, the elves had won several victories on both the central and northern fronts.

The dwarves' warriors had a serious weakness. Their small stature naturally put them at a disadvantage in stride length. To achieve the same speed as other races, they had to increase the frequency of their leg movements or exert greater force when stepping.

Regardless of which method they used, other races could essentially speed up in the same way, and even do it better. This meant that the dwarves were relatively weaker in terms of agility and speed compared to most races.

It was precisely because they understood their weaknesses that the dwarves fully utilized their strengths, combining their advantages in strength and stamina with their expertise in forging to create the most heavily armored infantry legions.

However, unfortunately, they were facing elves, who were known for their speed, agility, ranged attacks, and spellcasting abilities. The fighting style of the elven army also bore the distinctive characteristics of the elves: coming and going like the wind, as swift as lightning. If the dwarves encountered them in the wild, they would basically be sitting ducks.

Even relying on towering mountains and sturdy fortifications to fight positional warfare, the dwarves might not gain much advantage. The elves would continuously use various ranged means, strategic-level magic and divine spells, coupled with their war treants and other siege weapons, forcing the dwarves who stubbornly defended the fortresses to be worn down little by little.

Until they were forced to leave the city and engage in a decisive battle with the elves, the elves would mostly not worry. The dwarves, who already lacked speed advantages, were further encumbered by a suit of armor, allowing the elves to attack or retreat as they pleased, making it very difficult for the dwarves to hold them back.

Of course, on the battlefield, what was emphasized was planning and strategy. As long as the plan was proper, the dwarves could also find ways to restrict the elves' speed advantage, but such opportunities were rare and hard to come by. The most outstanding generals in the elven army were all on the northern and central fronts, making it extremely difficult to trick them.

At least, among the commanding generals of the Allen Kingdom, there had not yet appeared a general with outstanding intelligence, most of them were just mediocre and unremarkable.

The two sides had been fighting for more than a year, and the number of wars in which the dwarven kingdom had achieved victory could be counted on the fingers of one hand. Even the great victory at the ferry crossing, where the northern front cooperated with the wilderness alliance, could be considered one of the few major victories that the dwarven kingdom could boast of.

On the other hand, the elves steadily advanced, never rashly advancing without clearing the surrounding territories, although the progress was slow, they avoided possible ambushes by dwarven troops hidden in the towering mountains.

Standing in the gales rising to the stratosphere, looking at the undulating and vast land to the north, Allen's face was as cold as this space.

Regardless of how the drow matriarch had previously prevaricated, Allen still believed that they could not sit idly by and watch their powerful northern neighbor be gradually蚕食 by the elves.

This time, the sudden outbreak in the wilderness must have disrupted their initial plans, which would inevitably affect the elven offensive against the dwarves.

If the dwarves could seize these opportunities, and with the assistance of the Northern Territory from the side, perhaps this elven eastward military campaign could be terminated, which could be regarded as winning at least a hundred years of buffer development time for the dwarves and the Northern Territory again.

At this time, Allen vaguely felt a little regret for not taking Penny Lai's advice and attacking Thornburg first.

If Thornburg, this forward fortress, was no longer guarding the kingdom's homeland, the Northern Territory's army would not even need to invade its homeland. Just the posture of heading north would inevitably bring great deterrence to the elves.

Then, this regret had just risen in Allen's heart, and was blown away by his powerful reason.

The current Northern Territory simply did not have the qualifications to confront the elves head-on. If they really annoyed the elves by advancing according to Penny Lai's plan, then what awaited the various races of the Northern Territory would inevitably be the elves' crazy revenge.

With the wilderness alliance unreliable and the dwarven kingdom also struggling to protect itself, what could the Northern Territory use to deal with the elves' revenge?

Shaking his head to throw the thought out of his mind, Allen continued north until he reached the Warhammer Fortress he had left before.

The army of Graybeard's tribe in the dwarven kingdom had already withdrawn, and although the elves in the fortress still maintained vigilance, there were gradually signs of resuming daily activities, and the city gates were opened with people coming in and out from time to time.

Before Allen could approach this fortress, more than a dozen figures rapidly rose from the fortress and headed straight for Allen's location.

Now, even if faced with an encirclement by more than a dozen strong people, Allen did not have the slightest timidity. The confidence brought by his own powerful strength made him fearless of any opponent in the Feyman world.

However, his cautious and steady character would not change due to the improvement of his strength. Seeing the other party's actions to check him as he approached, Allen did not want to cause trouble, turned around and sped towards the east.

"Your Excellency Allen, now that you're here, why not stay and chat with us?"

Behind him, Commander Mario, who personally led the elven strongmen to catch up, shouted provocatively at Allen's back.

Allen turned his head, gave the other party a disdainful look, activated the Misty Steps at full speed, and at the same time, the greatsword suddenly appeared in his hand, and a Instant Kill Sword skill directly stabbed forward, and the air barrier like an iron wall in front of him was immediately pierced with a vacuum passage.

Whoosh!!

Allen's figure suddenly increased more than doubled, directly leaving the pursuers behind him far behind. At this time, his voice slowly reached the ears of the many elven strongmen.

"If you want to chat with me, catch up with me first!"

The dozen or so elven strongmen were silent for a while, and the pursuit actions gradually slowed down, until they stopped completely. Everyone's faces were different, but without exception, they all had a bit of awe for the receding back.

Whoosh!!

The surrounding surging wind filled the vacuum passage that Allen had previously split out, and also messed up the delicate and elegant hair on the heads of the elven strongmen.

Allen roamed around the territory of the dwarven kingdom unscrupulously, and chatted with Graybeard, who had re-stationed in the ruins of another canyon castle a hundred miles away from the Warhammer Fortress, for a long time, and then returned to the Coldwind Ridge garrison in the Northern Territory.

A steady stream of resources was shipped from Nasir Fortress to Coldwind Ridge. Not only did the drow hope to rebuild Coldwind Ridge as soon as possible, but also Allen and the church forces of the Temple of Nature hoped that they could settle the front-line fortress as soon as possible.

Only by rebuilding this fortress can the Northern Territory have more preparation time when facing future elven invasions. It can also slow down the elves and consume their forces through stronghold replacements.

If the Drow keep retreating to Bonn City, once the elven army arrives, there won't be much room for the Drow to maneuver. If they lose Bonn City at that time, the Drow will really only be able to squeeze into the narrow space of Nasir Fortress with the Raven's Claw and Snow-Mi tribes.

At the same time, Allen also has her own plans. As long as these Drow can continue to stand in front, then they will be the most trustworthy allies of the Northern Territory tribes, because they all have a common powerful enemy.

It is also based on this consideration that Allen mentioned selling a large amount of granite to Mother Penile before. Although this can be regarded as generating income for the Green Field Tribe, it is more to help the Drow.

Thanks to the resources of the alliance, the Green Field Tribe, and the materials reserved by the Drow themselves, according to the existing manpower and construction progress, Allen believes that Hanfenggang will have a certain degree of defense in about a year.

But if you want to completely build this city, it will take many years of slow operation. Supporting facilities such as arrow towers and magic towers must be slowly built and improved, which cannot be completed in a short time.

"A bad news."

Allen had just returned to the army when the graceful Mother Deborah arrived gracefully with a wry smile on her face.

"The reinforcements from the Elf Kingdom have arrived at Thorns Castle, with 300,000 troops and 20 war ancient trees. I don't know if they will invade our territory again!"

"That is also something we cannot control. I just hope they don't disturb your city construction."

"I'm afraid people don't think so!"

"I will also transfer the Thorns United Army to prevent it, which can be regarded as a bit more deterrent."

"I heard that the second batch of support has already set off and is expected to arrive at Namur Fortress in two months. I will discuss with the other leaders and give priority to allocating city construction resources to you."

"Your Excellency is too kind to us, how can we repay you!"

"I also have conditions. These materials cannot be given to you for no reason. You still have to spend money to purchase them at a price slightly lower than the market price."

"Otherwise, I, I can't explain it to other tribes!"

"You may have also seen that our Northern Territory has been unfairly treated by the alliance for a long time. This time, it is rare to get some support, and everyone wants to make up for the losses over the years."

"Giggle, of course!"

Deborah covered her mouth and smiled, replying understandingly.

Although according to common sense, they should also have a share of this batch of resources, but who made their outsiders have an unstable foundation and their contribution to the alliance has not yet been reflected, and they have just reconciled with the tribes in the Northern Territory, so they do not have the confidence to compete.

Furthermore, Allen, the demigod, is already considered relatively fair in dealing with things. The materials related to construction in the first batch of reinforcements have been given priority to the Drow by Allen, and even the Nasir Fortress has been repaired, which is still the inventory of the three tribes themselves.

". If there are not enough people and you want to speed up the progress, I can arrange for Albard and the others to transfer the recruits from the army to help you build a new city."

Allen thought for a while, seemed a little uneasy, and once again proposed a compensation plan.

Helping the Drow at this time is actually for the benefit of the Northern Territory itself. The sooner Hanfenggang is built, the more security the Northern Territory will have.

Anyway, this group of recruits lacks training and tempering of their temperament. It is good to use hard labor to kill their unruly character.

"No, no! We have enough people!"

Deborah declined hypocritically.

"Enough?"

Allen raised her eyebrows.

"The elven prisoners in your hands have lost more than half of them, right? You have already started to transfer Stone Orcs and Qin people to build cities. Where are there enough people?"

"Giggle, I just said that Your Excellency cares about us!"

"But I have conditions. We can't control how you torture the elves, but the daily labor of our wilderness warriors cannot exceed their limits."

"Within the limits of their physical limits, you can do whatever you want to them."

"Understood!"

"Then starting tomorrow, I will have Albard arrange for 20,000 warriors to the construction site in batches to help you"

In just a few words, the bleak future of the new wilderness army warriors was decided. Allen still admired the Drow's methods of exploiting labor. This can be seen from the current tragic situation of the elves in their hands.

After several major battles, there were more than 10,000 elven warriors captured, most of whom were taken by the Drow, and the rest became the property of the tribes in the Northern Territory.

The elves fell into the hands of their mortal enemies, and their lives were naturally not easy. Not to mention the high-intensity physical exploitation, elves were also caught from time to time and sent to the Drow's camp to dedicate their bodies and become their playthings.

The Spider Queen's well-known evil tendencies forced her dependents to try to please themselves, and they would try to come up with new actions and games in order to win the Spider Queen's favor.

And torturing and indulging in a group of elves is naturally more likely to get the Spider Queen's attention, even easier than the Drow's own infighting and gully.

In a short period of time, countless elves died under the torture of the Drow.

On the other hand, the elven slaves taken in by the tribes in the Northern Territory have a much better life than their compatriots, although this is only relatively speaking.

Elves are naturally favored by nature, and most of their people, regardless of gender, have excellent looks, which is both their luck and their misfortune.

When the Elf Kingdom and the Wilderness lived in peace, fearing the powerful strength of the elves, although there were Wilderness natives who coveted the handsome and beautiful men and women of the elves, most of them were only a few cautious transactions hidden in the shadows.

But now, as the elves actively invade the Wilderness, the Wilderness natives naturally no longer fear the Elf Kingdom as they used to, especially the front line border of the Northern Territory. After obtaining this group of handsome men and women slaves, they are basically regarded as a benefit by the leaders of several tribes and given to their subordinates to enjoy.

The high-level officials of the Green Field Tribe also had this plan, but after the guy who took the lead was directly slapped to pieces by Allen, Orenzi, Brennan and the others also understood how to deal with this group of elves.

All these elves who arrived were sent to the brothel in Namur Fortress, as a major feature to earn money for the tribe.