The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1156 The troops are approaching the city
"Wake up to me!!!"

"The barbarians in the south have been making small moves recently. Who knows, they might come to kill us at any time!!"

In the darkness of the wide buffer zone, two handsome and slender armored elves were crawling on the sunken ground seven or eight meters apart from each other, not moving. The older-looking elf glanced at his companion and saw that he had a dazed look and seemed distracted, so he couldn't help but scold him in a low voice.

After being scolded by his companions, the elf scout's pupils shrank immediately, and he had obviously regained his concentration. However, this long and boring lurking time was really exhausting. More than one magic hour passed, and in this wilderness, apart from the chirping of birds and insects, it was almost impossible to see other animals. It was impossible for anyone to stay alert to the surroundings all the time.

In the thousands of years since the kingdom pushed its border to its current area, this buffer zone with the wilderness has not seen any large, hostile wilderness armies, not even the powerful dwarf army has ever set foot here.

Now, just because the barbarians in the southern wilderness have mobilized a large number of rabble to gather at the border, the commander stationed at the border fortress has been too cautious and sent out the elite scouts of the border army to perform the task of ambush and guard. Now these scouts have been on duty here for more than three months, but have never seen a warrior from the wilderness invading the border, not even an adventurer has appeared. How can these elite warriors not be a little lazy and resentful?

The top brass of the border troops would listen to the latest intelligence gathered about the Wild Northern Army every day. Seeing that the other side was constantly increasing its forces and gathering around the front-line fortresses, with large amounts of supplies stockpiled like mountains, it was obvious that they were planning to attack the Wild Border, which was short of troops due to the counterattack of the Dwarf Kingdom's army. Every commander guarding this place had a solemn look on his face.

But for the lower-level elf warriors and residents living here, the inherent thinking formed over a long period of time makes them feel no pressure or threat at all. They do not believe that the group of uncivilized barbarians in the south really dare to attack the solid and powerful fortress they have operated for countless years.

Although the older scout captain still maintained basic vigilance, the long and boring waiting time gradually wore down his tense nerves. In fact, his performance was not necessarily much better than that of his companions not far away.

Jiji~~
Behind him, he heard the sound of startled birds flapping their wings, but after staying in this wilderness for so long, he had long been accustomed to such situations. The older scout captain casually glanced behind him a few times and when he found nothing unusual, he turned his head to the front and continued his boring guard duty.

Just as he turned his gaze forward, a blurry object slowly approached from the blind spot of his vision. When it was less than half a meter behind the elf, a cold light suddenly appeared and stabbed fiercely towards the other's heart.

At this moment, the elf sensed something unusual and turned around to check, when a strong arm suddenly grabbed the elf's neck. With a stinging sensation on the back, all the strength in the elf's body was drained away like a punctured ball. The elf's limp body remained in a crawling state, and the life force quietly slipped away from its body.

Another elf scout who was still distracted a few meters away suffered the same fatal injury at the same time, but he was far less perceptive than his captain and was unable to notice anything unusual until his death. It was unclear whether he should be said to be lucky or unlucky.

Soon, energy fluctuations like scattered sparks appeared in every corner of this seemingly peaceful and natural wasteland. The sounds of weapons clashing and fierce roars filled the air, breaking the tranquility of the night.

The most elite assassins and shadow warriors in the wilderness were trained by the top assassins. As the vanguard of the first battle of the Northern Alliance, every warrior was determined to perform well. The druids, with their insect affinity talent, found the location of the enemy scouts lurking in the area in advance, and then thousands of high-level peak scouts who had advanced from thieves were divided into small groups and launched assassinations on the enemy scouts almost at the same time.

Most of the elven scouts were assassinated before they could react, but a small number of elven scout elites noticed the abnormality and responded in time. They not only avoided the fatal attack, but also warned their companions around them.

shhh~~
Whoosh~~~
Boom!!! Boom!!! Boom!!! Magic fireworks shot up into the sky and exploded thousands of meters in the air, forming groups of lingering magical halos, which attracted the soldiers stationed in the elven fortress Thorn Castle dozens of miles away to look up.

"pity!!!"

The huge snake-like crowd marched with vigorous steps, galloping quickly towards the north. Except for the slightly rapid breathing of each soldier and the crisp metallic sound of the friction and collision of armor on their bodies, there was no other noise. Everyone marched in silence and orderly.

Albard led hundreds of thousands of troops marching from the Bleak Wind Fortress and met up with Nelson and other Northern Alliance commanders who set out from the Thunder Fortress halfway. They just happened to see the bright clouds rising from the road ahead, which were so eye-catching in the dark night.

Obviously, the vanguard's purpose of clearing obstacles and guiding the way ahead had failed a little. The troops in the elven front-line fortress positions had already learned of the invasion of the Northern Army, so they naturally had time to organize the troops to take precautions.

"Pass the order, speed up, and reach the foot of Thorn Castle within half a magic hour!!"

"Nelson, take three legions of warriors to assist the siege equipment legion. I want to see the siege equipment appear within my sight when the main force arrives at the city."

"Yes!!!"

Albad was not surprised at all that he failed to take the enemy by surprise. After all, the Northern Army had made no secret of its ill will towards the Elven border. No matter how stupid the Elven defenders were, they would not ignore the existence of this powerful enemy. The only uncertainty was the timing of the Northern Army's attack.

However, having this advantage is also good. Now that our vanguards have helped to clear out most of the secret sentries scattered by the elves in the buffer area, the main force of the Northern Alliance has not been detected until it has advanced to half the distance of the buffer area. This also means that the reaction time of the opponent's border army has been reduced by more than half. With this gain and loss, the Northern Army always has a better chance of winning.

As expected, the mighty army arrived at the gates of Thorn Castle within half a magic hour. The first few cavalry regiments had begun to clear out any suspicious buildings and creatures around the Thorn Castle. The subsequent teams of spellcasters also began to construct magic facilities on the open land and draw the linking magic circles required for the subsequent joint casting.

Thousands of flying knights riding on wyverns and griffins went back and forth in the sky, constantly conveying the intelligence they had collected and the orders issued by their superiors. As the legions, which had been a little messy while running, resumed their battle formations and attacked, a solemn and cold atmosphere of the battlefield surged into the sky.

The war is about to start.

(End of this chapter)