The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 1149

The moment Alan's mighty bear head slowly shook up and down, the huge conference room could not contain the excitement. More than a dozen military leaders from various tribes in the North clenched their fists excitedly, with strong murderous intent and fighting spirit in their tiger eyes.

When Alan started speaking again, all the faces suddenly became solemn and dignified.

"All the Northern Alliance troops are here!!"

"From now on, we will enter combat mode. Soldiers from all legions are not allowed to leave their posts without permission. All holidays and rest periods are suspended. We must be ready to go out at any time!!"

"Report the statistics of the equipment and supplies of the soldiers in the army, and report the required items in a timely manner. The logistics department must ensure the replacement of supplies and equipment of the main army corps!!"

"The preparation of the temporary army must be accelerated. Send people to inform each member tribe to speed up the recruitment of materials and personnel. All subsequent materials and personnel must be transported to the Desolate Wind Fortress within one month!!"

"at the same time……"

"yes!!!!"

A series of orders came out of Allen's mouth. As the commanders and supervisors of various departments of the fortress returned to their posts with their tasks, the already busy border defense line around the Bitter Wind Fortress became more tense and solemn.

The entire fortress, which spread out over an area of ​​dozens of miles, was shrouded in the deafening sounds of shouting and hacking, mixed with the neighing and howling of war horses and the beating of war drums. It was very lively.

However, before the Northern Army could be assembled, a group of uninvited guests broke into the border defense line of the Sad Wind Fortress without concealing their powerful aura, causing more than a dozen Northern warriors stationed on the front line to fly into the sky to block their way.

Although Allen was in the fortress, he could still sense the sudden burst of confrontational aura from the front line a hundred miles away. The sudden appearance of a strong outsider at such a sensitive time immediately made him cautious, and he rushed to the location of the confrontational aura in person.

Soon the bear goblin saint saw the outsiders who had broken into the border. They were a group of five powerful elves who were dressed in exquisite and gorgeous clothes and had handsome or beautiful faces.

"…Sir Allen is here just in time. We don't have to go to the Green Tribe's territory to meet him!!"

The Allens were still a thousand meters away when the leading female elf with long green hair as emerald as new branches started shouting, but her tone lacked the arrogance and pride that was deep in the elves' bones.

Alicia, the demigod archer and Viscount of the Elf Kingdom, has dealt with Allen many times and has a deep memory of Allen, the future enemy of the elves. Therefore, when Allen's figure was still on the horizon, she had already recognized Allen's breath.

"I know you, Viscount Alicia, one of the garrison commanders of the Elven Kingdom in Thorn Castle."

Alan's figure continued to approach, and at the same time, his unhurried voice floated out gently, and it was very clear to the ears of the five powerful elves who came from afar.

"From what you said, it seems that you came here specifically to see me?"

"Yes!!"

Alicia raised her hands high in salute and replied in a deep voice.

"In that case, then follow me to the Bleak Wind Fortress!"

Although Alan was still unclear about the true purpose of these five elves, he still politely invited them to the city where he was staying for a formal meeting.

“No need, sir!!”

Alicia waved her hand and took the initiative to move closer to Allen. In her hand, she also had an envelope sealed with gold paint mud. She handed it to Allen with both hands: "I am here on behalf of the kingdom to convey a message to Mr. Allen and the Mansa Alliance you represent."

"Oh?"

Allen glanced at the cold-looking female elf warrior, who kept strangers away, and then looked at the letter in her hand. Finally, he stretched out his right hand and gently waved it, stirring the invisible air in the sky to form a cyclone, and held the letter two meters away firmly in his hand. Allen then tore open the lacquer seal without hesitation and read it directly in public. However, while he was reading the letter, the pleasant voice of the female elf demigod archer also floated.

"His Majesty hereby warns everyone in the Mansa Wilds that the war between our country and the Dwarf Kingdom does not involve you in the Mansa Wilds. He also hopes that you, the natives of the wilderness, can cherish the peaceful years and not attempt to get involved in the war between the two great civilizations."

"Otherwise, you will bring disaster upon yourself and your wilderness will be in an irreparable situation. By then, it will be too late!!!"

Although Alicia came with a mission and did not go deep into the heart of the northern border, the well-organized military camps and the solemn atmosphere on the border all showed outsiders the ambition and attitude of the owner of this place, and Alicia couldn't help but feel a little heavy.

Who could have imagined that in just one month, the Elf Kingdom's originally bright prospects suddenly took a turn and became somewhat precarious.

The dwarf king was so cruel and cold-blooded that he sacrificed a million-strong army on the northern front to perish together with the million elite soldiers of the Elf Kingdom. Afterwards, he prepared another million-strong army to march westward and counterattack the empty northern front of the kingdom.

In order to resist the counterattack of the dwarven enemies, the Elf Kingdom had no choice but to withdraw troops from the southern defense line to the north, delaying the offensive of the dwarven army as much as possible and buying time for the kingdom to organize its forces and rebuild the defense line.

"Haha~~"

Alan sneered and casually crumpled the letter into a ball. Countless fine dust seeped out from his fingertips and finally turned into a ball of white mist as Alan clapped his hands and dissipated between heaven and earth.

"You elves really need to change your arrogant habits!!"

"Then you should also bring a message to your king for me: I, Mansa Wilderness, don't need you to tell us what I am going to do!!"

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"We, the warriors of the Mansa Wilderness, will never be threatened by anyone, and we will never regret the choices we make!!"

"Arrogant elves, just mind your own business!!"

Alicia's mood became even more depressed after hearing the contemptuous words, but her face remained calm and noble. She raised her hand and said goodbye to Alan: "I will definitely convey your words, but Alan, please think about the thousands of creatures in the wilderness and the long-term friendship between us and don't act rashly."

"Farewell!!"

“Walk slowly!!”

After watching the elves disappear beyond the undulating northern horizon, Alan turned his gaze back to the indignant whispers of the leaders in front of him: "Do you think I am afraid of them?"

“What a majestic presence!!”

"..."

Even Albad, who arrived a step later than Alan but did not miss any details, had a look of dissatisfaction on his face. The elven kingdom displayed arrogance and disrespect from top to bottom, even at a time when their kingdom was in danger and they should have won over the wilderness.

"You've seen it all, right?! I've never looked down on the Mansa Wilderness from the bottom of my heart!"

"It's time to let them feel the anger that has accumulated in the Mansa Wilds for thousands of years of bullying by them!!"

The little incident caused by the elves only strengthened Alan's determination. Every word he said turned into thunder that resounded throughout the entire front line and reached the ears of every Northern warrior within a radius of dozens of miles.

"Roar!!!!"

"For the North!!!"

Thousands of different voices sounded at the same time, blending into one, echoing Allen's slogan.