The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1155 The horn sounds
The small disturbance did not affect the normal course of the overall situation. After the revised plan was presented to Allen and obtained his approval, it was distributed to the commanders of the Northern Legion.

At the same time, the last batch of supplies and personnel were delivered to the outskirts of the Desolate Wind Fortress. After a brief reorganization and training, a number of well-organized legions had taken shape.

Fortunately, under the leadership of Allen and Albard, the Knight Academy has increased its support over the years and trained a large number of middle and high-level knight elites. Although the new army formed with these knights who have received professional strategic and tactical training as the backbone does not have enough time to train, it is much stronger than the army in the North that defeated the invading elves more than a hundred years ago, both in terms of momentum and military literacy.

The next step is to send these soldiers to the battlefield, where the cruel war will force them to master relevant military capabilities as quickly as possible. Those who cannot complete the transformation will naturally be ruthlessly eliminated. The surviving soldiers will inevitably become qualified or even excellent soldiers after being tempered in blood and fire.

With millions of troops ready to go, Alan summoned the commanders and supervisors of each legion without hesitation, and a brief mobilization meeting was held.

"The army that has never existed in the North has now taken shape before your eyes. I think you from all the tribes in the North should know clearly why it has appeared and what its significance is!!"

"The elves have bullied and discriminated against them for countless years. Their race has been massacred, captured and reduced to slavery like livestock. This has never disappeared until now!!"

"Now is the time to make those arrogant bastards pay the price. Use their blood and anger to wash away the resentment of the souls of our northern natives who have been wandering in the Styx for countless years, and let them rest in peace."

"It is time to retake the land that belongs to us in the north and let the natives who were enslaved by the elves return to our arms!!!"

"Brave warriors of the North, take up your weapons and take back everything we lost in the North!!!"

"I will follow you in the Northern Expedition and witness your performance on the battlefield. I hope you will not let me and the people of your tribe down!!!"

"Set off!!!"

"Roar!!!!!"

The solid and heavy castle could not block the roars of tigers and dragons. The already ambitious legion commanders were so excited by Alan's words that their fighting spirit swelled to the peak. They then filed out of the castle gate and flew to their respective legion's garrisons outside the city in the setting sun.

Soon, from the military camps stretching for dozens of miles outside the city, there were loud trumpets and powerful drum beats. The clanging of golden bells echoed outside each military tent, weaving a majestic symphony.

"Chief, I'm going too!!"

Albad, the dwarf precise demigod wizard who was the last one to accompany Alan in the castle, was the first commander of the Northern Alliance. His stern face became even colder and more serious. It was obvious that he was under great pressure in his heart.

"This war will be your stage. Those civilized countries have been bragging about their so-called famous generals and mocking us in the wilderness for not being able to train outstanding generals. It's time to let them taste the taste of failure again!!"

"But I still have to remind you a few things before you leave."

"Don't be afraid of losses. The essence of this war is not only to capture land, but also to train soldiers through actual combat!"

"We in the North do not have the profound heritage and perfect inheritance and training system of the major civilizations. We can only use our own clumsy methods to build our own elite division. The natives of the wilderness have no other abilities, but their reproduction and recovery abilities are definitely more than ten times stronger than those of the elves. Even if we lose most of this army in exchange for a battle-hardened army, that is still a gain for us!! ""The only thing you need to pay attention to is to open your wise eyes and select and cultivate a few outstanding generals from the performance of those legion commanders. As long as we can find a few, or even one, outstanding general, then it will be worth it even if we sacrifice a lot of soldiers."

"After we occupy the elves' land in the future, the permanent army will need an excellent general to lead it. Otherwise, even if we occupy more land, we will not be able to protect it."

"I can't possibly leave you at the front line. That would be putting the cart before the horse."

Listening to Allen's earnest words, Albard nodded solemnly: "I understand, Patriarch."

"Go ahead, show your talent and amaze the world!!"

Patting his confidant who was not much shorter than him, Allen smiled slightly and said something proudly, then waved his hand to signal Albad to quickly lead the army.

The dwarf goblin wizard, who had restrained his breath in front of Alan, slowly walked out of the castle gate, turned back and gazed at the towering castle walls again. As if sensing Alan's expectant gaze in the city, the dwarf goblin suddenly rushed forward, and his unparalleled confidence was fully displayed, which was somewhat similar to Alan's aura.

At this time, Alan was standing on the balcony of the castle, sensing Albad's breath finally blending into the chaotic yet orderly crowd. Explosive and powerful commands came one after another, and the figure of the Bugbear Saint disappeared in the castle in an instant.

call! ! !
In just a few breaths, Alan appeared at an altitude of more than a thousand meters. With the help of the goblins' racial talent for dim vision, he could see clearly the entire land gradually shrouded in darkness.

Tens of thousands of figures of different heights and shapes lined up in the open field, forming a square army that looked majestic and powerful. On the nearby land, square armies of the same size were spread out in a loose pattern. At a glance, there were 6-70 of them, and there were also huge baggage trains forming long snakes, leaning on the sides of these square armies.

Each legion is equipped with different equipment and weapons according to the different professions of the warriors. The limited supplies cannot guarantee that these temporarily formed legions can wear a complete set of magic equipment, but there is no problem in equipping each warrior with basic standard equipment.

There were even several legions that had huge strategic siege weapons such as catapults, bird-wing crossbows, and magic cannons. More than a hundred pieces of equipment were connected to hundreds of sturdy and powerful beasts of burden with thick traction ropes. As the whips in the hands of the trainers made loud whistles, the beasts of burden took heavy steps and dragged the equipment slowly forward.

This is the Northern Territory foundation that Allen has built up over hundreds of years. Although it cannot be compared with even a small human principality, in the entire Mansa wilderness, except for the three royal courts of the Centaur grasslands in the south, the Northern Alliance is absolutely unique.

Because this coalition was united and there was no power struggle, all the power in the army was in the hands of Commander Albad. With a saint-level leader like Allen in charge, no tribal leader dared to disobey orders.

"Woo~~Woo~~~~"

The majestic and distant sound of the antler horn floated gently, representing that the order to move forward had been issued to each phalanx.

Under the cover of night, the legions slowly set out, and their speed gradually increased after they set out. Although they knew that the elven border guards hundreds of miles away would soon learn of the intelligence of the northern army's attack, the coalition leaders still firmly believed that it was right to strike the first blow against the enemy.

(End of this chapter)