The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1167

The impact of the fight between saint-level beings on the soldiers of both sides fighting in the Thorn Fortress was huge, but the shock given to them by the terrifying mental pressure was so great that they could only exert 40% of their full strength. Although they tried their best to resist the invisible pressure, the attacking movements they launched were still greatly deformed and their hands and feet became weak involuntarily.

However, this adverse reaction only lasted for a short time. As the figures and territories of the saints fighting in the sky moved away, the battle of the warriors in the city got back on track.

The outcome of the war was determined after the Northern Alliance Commander Albad succeeded in his plan and used alchemical engineering to blow up the solid city walls and open a passage to the interior of the fortress.

The commander of the Elf Kingdom's garrison, who had lost the advantage of city defense and whose garrison troops were at an absolute disadvantage, had to abandon the city he was currently guarding and lead the remaining soldiers and civilians in the city to evacuate from the north city which had not been besieged or attacked.

In fact, the war situation developed in this way. When the elven defenders who retreated from the east, south and west sides regrouped in the direction of the inner city, Mario, the elven commander in charge of the war in the city, after a fierce psychological struggle, reluctantly issued an order to withdraw from the Thorn Fortress.

When Albard saw through the sand table that the gate of the city to the north of Thorn Castle, which had not yet fallen, suddenly opened, and groups of elven people with their families and carrying large and small bags rushed out and fled towards the north road, his tense heartstrings finally loosened.

"call!!"

After secretly letting out a long sigh, Albad's eyes regained clarity and wisdom, and he stared at the unfinished battle in the inner city and began to think.

"Order: Storm and Rock Legions enter the inner city battlefield and take over the battlefield from the Frost Blade Wolf Fang and Blood and Fire Lion Legions!!"

"At the same time, tell Tash (Frost Blade Wolf Fang) and Salah (Blood Fire Lion) to have their legions evacuate the current battlefield and prepare for a long-distance pursuit of the remaining elves!!"

"Yes!!"

The messenger quickly conveyed Albad's order, and the battlefield projected on the sand table quickly changed. The only two cavalry corps of the Northern Alliance left the city from the occupied gates on the east and west sides, and after a circle, they arrived at the northern city wall.

At this time, the remaining 30,000-plus elven defenders, led by commander Mario, Alicia and others, evacuated in a panic from the wide-open gates of the North City. They even had a considerable conflict with the fleeing elven people in the city, causing a riot.

Most of the elven people whose ancestors had lived in the City of Thorns did not choose to leave before the war, because they did not believe that the powerful elven army would fail, and they did not believe that the barbaric and ignorant uncivilized race in the south would really dare to touch the beard of the giant Elf Kingdom.

But now that the worst outcome has occurred, they are caught off guard when they think of escaping from this fortress that is about to fall.

The soldiers of the two major cavalry legions in the North who arrived at the attack position would not miss this great attack opportunity. Without waiting for the attack order from the commander of the central army camp, Albad, the two commanders immediately led nearly 10,000 cavalry soldiers behind them to charge at the elven warriors and civilians who had become somewhat messy.

Although the remaining elves had more soldiers than the two northern legions, and there was a complete team of spellcasters among them, the commanders of the Frost Blade Wolf Fang and Bloodfire Lion legions and their cavalry soldiers did not retreat at all. Everyone's eyes were filled with an extremely strong fighting spirit. "Charge!!!"

"Kill!!!"

The soldiers of the two cavalry legions simultaneously clamped their legs around the bellies of their mounts. Feeling the intentions of their masters and companions, the horses and wolves immediately took light or heavy steps and rushed towards the remnants of the elves on the vast land outside the north city.

Albad, who was in the central army camp, seemed to have sensed the high morale and killing intent of the northern warriors. He watched everything with a pair of emerald-like eyes, until he heard the nervous discussion of the staff: "They are too impatient. They should at least rest and regroup before attacking!!"

"Should we draw a group of troops from the central army or the legions fighting in the inner city to provide support? The number of this elven army is much larger than our two legions..."

Although the outcome of this war was already determined, and the fact that the Northern Alliance defeated the Elf Kingdom's defenders in the frontal siege was in front of them, the inherent perception that the Elf army was powerful and unmatched still existed in the minds of the vast number of wilderness natives. When they saw the soldiers of the two legions attacking the Elf army, which was stronger than their own, they inevitably began to get nervous again.

These staff officers in the central army camp are all elites painstakingly cultivated by various tribes in the northern border over the years. Still, many of them hold such views, not to mention other grassroots members of each tribe.

Feeling the tension and worry in the military tent, Albad ignored the pairs of burning eyes cast at him as if he was oblivious, and continued to watch calmly as two northern cavalry units charged at the remnants of the elves on the sand table.

He had confidence in the strength of the soldiers of the two legions, not only because they were the most powerful cavalry in the era of cold weapons, but also because the warriors of the two legions were basically from the Green Tribe. Every warrior, from their own strength and combat skills to external armor and mount equipment, was the result of a lot of resources and hard work from the entire Green Tribe.

If these two elite legions cannot even defeat a scattered army of elves, then their Northern Alliance can also give up and return to the North.

And that was the reality. The two cavalry units gradually accelerated from slow to fast. Although they were soon discovered by the retreating elven army, a flat and open area outside the north city provided an excellent geographical environment for the cavalry corps to launch a charge.

"...SAK..."

The first to react in the elven army were the spellcasting team that had been competing remotely with the Northern Alliance's spellcasting team. As the mysterious and lengthy incantations sounded, a strong aura of magic rose in the elven army.

The dwarf goblin cavalry of the Frost Blade Wolf Fang Legion is faster than that of the Blood and Fire Lion Legion. After all, they are positioned as light cavalry. When their speed is maximized in a relatively long and powerful force, the tall and mighty wolves spit out smelly white air from their mouths, and they turn into a black torrent and quickly approach the elf legion that is completing the defensive formation.

woohoo~~~
The elven spellcaster team's area magic has been completed, and huge, blazing fireballs are falling from the sky with long tails of flame.

I had intended to finish writing the war scene, but I didn't have enough time and was afraid of procrastinating again, so I just posted it.