The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 363 Comeback
  "Your Majesty, I think the top priority for our coalition forces now is to sweep the grassland and clean up the scattered demons wandering on the grassland, so as not to let them cause any more trouble."

"The grassland can no longer withstand such torture!!"

The centaur general Ahmad, who was dressed in a snow-white and bright complexion, and Beslmai, Nordin and other legendary warriors in the form of tree men were sitting around in a large felt tent. Dozens of figures were dozens of powerful warriors. Those who gathered the backbone of several major force camps in Mansha Wilderness.

Ahmed persuaded everyone earnestly, trying to make the coalition's actions develop in a direction beneficial to the grassland.

The three royal families on the grassland are already scarred after 5-6 years of fighting, and they need a period of recuperation before they can slowly regain their strength. However, looking at the actions of the Wilderness Alliance, it seems that they do not intend to stop at the grassland border, but will continue to go south to eliminate the devil or the devil's main army in one go.

This is a result that the prairie centaur warriors do not want to see anyway, although the warriors of the wilderness coalition have just helped the centaurs defeat the demon army.

If the Wilderness Alliance goes south, then as a member of the Wilderness Alliance, the centaur warriors will inevitably need to send an army to follow. This is the politically correct choice and the reward they need to pay. As the wilderness territory closest to the Heron continent, after the coalition forces move south, the logistics and transportation matters will inevitably be taken over by the centaurs. Who will let them be close to the front line of the battlefield!
  "Demons and demons are indeed the enemies of my Feynman world, but now their main target is not our wilderness. The human nations and the orc empire are not more powerful than our wilderness, so why should we join in the fun? !!”

On the other side, the kobold legendary warlock Corentin spoke from the side and helped Ahmad speak. As a member of the wilderness hawk camp who hates the surrounding civilized forces, he is naturally full of joy in the face of the current situation.

"Everyone has seen what happened to the Kingdom of Spring before. Millions of human coalition forces gathered in the Lion Heart Kingdom, but no troops were sent to rescue them. In the end, the principality of the believers of the Goddess of Spring, which was close to the temple of nature, fell and perished!!"

"Human beings treat their compatriots like this, who can guarantee that if we send troops to rescue them, they will not turn around and suddenly attack our wilderness!!"

"In these tens of thousands of years, humans have never given up on coveting and invading the Centaur Grassland!!"

"Everyone said, right???"

There were sparse echoes. Members of the hawk camp in the felt tent and representatives of the Centaur tribe agreed with this point of view. However, it was never the Tmall that really dominated the trend in the wilderness, but the natural temple that had always been hidden in the dark. .

Nowadays, the incarnations of the Father of Oak, the core god of the Temple of Nature, in Feynman's world, have appeared on the grassland. This shows how important this invasion of demons and demons is to the Temple of Nature.

For countless years, the Natural Temple has a detached status in the wilderness and rarely expresses its position, allowing the wilderness races to speak in the competition for interests. However, when it comes to the debate over the ideas of the Natural Temple, they can still quickly control the situation. , for example, this time the Wilderness Alliance quickly supported the grassland operations after the invasion of the Devil Legion.

Based on their own interests, the centaur race does not want to fight anymore, while the wilderness hawk camp wants to add insult to injury and sit back and watch the human kingdom being poisoned by the devil. Although the angles are different, the postures shown are similar.

"The devil sent Grand Duke Moloch, the former commander of the sixth level of hell, to expedition to Feynman's world. This means that they will have other legions to invade, and there will even be dukes sent by real powers. If it really comes to flooding, Our wilderness may not have the heritage of human nations.”

"If the devil army turns their spears and points their weapons at our wilderness, how sure do you think you can resist their attack?"

The demigod Beselmai was born from a seed grown from the main body of the Father of Oak. When he sprouted, grew and possessed consciousness, he voluntarily gave up his independent personality and became the clone of the Father of Oak. He has the ability to communicate with the Kingdom of Oak anytime and anywhere. , the ability to guide Silvanus' will into Feynman's world.

Therefore, when Beslmah spoke, everyone's voices fell silent, listening intently to His words.

"We have used prophecy spells to find the right way out of the wilderness, but the future is shrouded in fog, indicating that there is unknown malicious intent that has been spying on the wilderness."

"Looking around, in addition to the original four civilized subjects, the ones that can bring disaster to the wilderness are the abyssal creatures that bring pain and destruction to Feynman's world. The four forces of Feynman's world coexist peacefully with our wilderness After tens of thousands of years, if they really want to attack the wilderness, I’m afraid it won’t be at this time!”

"..."

The rational words slowly flowed out of Beslmai's mouth, and the tone with almost no emotion fluctuated reached the ears of the legendary powerhouses around him, causing everyone to fall into deep thought for a while.

"Of course, our Wilderness Alliance has been at war with human nations for tens of thousands of years, so naturally we can't do anything to help them for free. So our plan is to only attack Mingxi City, the capital of the King of Spring, and destroy the Gate of Hell in Mingxi City. Completely destroy it, and then withdraw the troops and return, what do you think?"

Maintaining the balance of nature has always been the purpose and philosophy of the gods of the Nature Temple, but this does not mean that the Nature Temple can be completely selfless. The attitude of human gods towards the gods of nature can be seen from their sitting back and watching the Kingdom of Spring fall and perish.

In this case, it is impossible for the Temple of Nature to weaken its own strength for the sake of humans. Even if the gods of nature are willing, the many tribal leaders in the wilderness and the neutral gods behind them will not be willing to do so.

Gods are also products of the qualitative change of the life energy of intelligent creatures, but in essence they also have their own desires and pursuits. In fact, there is not much difference between them and those intelligent creatures with short life spans, except that they live longer and These points are even stronger.

"...Your Majesty Beslmai, do we have to fight this battle? The distance between Mingxi City and us now is more than 2 miles."

When everyone else was somewhat silent, the representative of the Centaur Tribe, the legendary high-ranking General Oswald from the Golden Bloodline Borji Tribe, kept pacing in the felt tent and asked in a somewhat restless mood.

"We must fight. If we don't destroy the Gate of Hell, we can't guarantee that Hell won't send another Duke like Moloch. Even that despicable guy Asmodeus may appear in Feynman's World. .”

"In the face of demons, we can let them confront and entangle themselves with the human kingdom and fight with the orc empire, because the chaotic nature of demons often brings too many variables to the plans they make. The more rigorous and important the plan, the more likely it is to fight with the orc empire. As time goes by, the demons may reveal their clues, and we can naturally watch their actions with cold eyes."

"But devils are different. They always do things with great purpose, and they are also very cautious in their actions and will not easily reveal their true purpose."

"This time, in the devil's plan involving a Duke of Hell, we have no way to guess the extent of their final plot, nor can we place our hopes on the other party. Therefore, taking advantage of the opportunity that the devil's legion is fighting with the coalition forces of human countries, We must destroy the gate to hell and let those filthy guys go back to hell!!!"

Beslmai's voice was hoarse, with the texture of scratched wood chips, and he answered slowly but firmly.

"We all know that the tribes on the Centaur Grassland have suffered great losses in the past few years, so we don't want you to support any more supplies and troops. Over at Mansha City, the second batch of reinforcements and supplies should be arriving soon. When we go south, your task is to organize people to help transport this baggage while you recuperate, what do you think?"

As a controller, it is the most basic thing to understand the thoughts of various generals and power groups under his command, and how to arrange the division of labor among his soldiers is not a simple knowledge.

Fortunately, Beslmah's life was long. It seemed that he had only stood in the inner city of Thorn Castle for countless years, but in fact, he had not forgotten to learn and understand new knowledge. In the long years, we always need something to pass the time, otherwise this life will be too boring and tasteless.

"Of course, the most elite cavalry of your Centaur tribe are of great significance to the assault. We also hope that each of your three royal families can recruit 10,000 knights to accompany them."

Although the words sounded like he was discussing with the three representatives of the Centaur tribe, in fact Beselmer's tone was unquestionable. The cavalry service is too powerful for armies in the Cold Weapon Age to fight, and can almost dominate the trend. Therefore, the Temple of Nature going south must ensure that there is a strong and organized cavalry in their army.

Ahmed and Oswald, the three representatives of the three golden tribes, looked at each other with helplessness in their eyes. In the end, they had to bow their heads in front of reality and nodded dejectedly.

After a meeting, the Wilderness Alliance reached a consensus, and the next thing to do was to formulate a complete plan around this goal.

Of course, all this is too far away for Mauro, who is a low-level soldier. At this time, he is leading his tribe to collect trophies and look for the bodies of the fallen tribesmen.

Of the 12 dead tribesmen, only 8 were able to recover their bodies in the end. The bodies of the remaining 4 people were probably mixed in the pile of mutilated bones. A fire burned blazingly, and the corpses of countless wilderness tribe warriors and demon soldiers were thrown into it, and then turned into ashes in the flames.

The melodious and rough wilderness ditty was sung by the native soldiers in the wilderness, which was a kind of farewell to their fallen comrades.

After resting for a few days, the team began to gather. The Snowmi tribe led the team and was led by the legendary elder Talibo. After all, it is the command of the tribe's 5-strong army. Although there are only 6- thousand warriors standing in the front at this time, and half of them are vassal tribe warriors, this does not prevent the Snowmi tribe from sending legendary strong men from the tribe to control the army. power of command.

With the legendary Talibo as their suppressing force, at least their Snowy army would not be used as cannon fodder, giving the ethnic warriors a little more vitality.

Soon, the 40-strong vanguard army of the Wilderness Alliance began to head south.

After the 100,000 legions deployed by the Demon Legion on the grassland were defeated, the road in front of the Wilderness Alliance Army became clear. Apart from sporadic demon troops hiding in the vast and desolate Spring Kingdom homeland, secretly spying on most of the wilderness coalition forces, and disturbing the logistics and scout teams, the coalition forces basically did not encounter them during the remaining thousand miles of journey. What trouble. It's just a pity that the fall of the country in a few years has turned the once prosperous land of the Kingdom of Spring into a barren land covered with weeds and infested by insects and snakes. Even because there are many demon stragglers wandering around, large animals are rarely seen in the valleys and forests, and they have long become food for the demons.

The soldiers of other tribes usually walked around casually, but gradually became more relaxed. Except for the two meals a day when the army meals were distributed, they still had some energy. At other times, everyone was lazy when they could. The soldiers of the Green Field Tribe turned the sorrow left by the last war into motivation for daily exercise. The scene of Luo Luo, the great goblin, breaking through during the war was still vivid in his mind, and the tragic scenes of several companions whose bodies were found were still vivid in their minds. , all stimulate everyone's spirit and let them cherish every opportunity to improve themselves.

Just as the Wilderness Alliance troops were heading south collectively, a force was quietly emerging along the northern border of the Centaur Grassland.

The Nagrand Highlands have long been occupied by countless kobold tribes. The highlands are rich in mineral resources, and deep caves have been dug out by a group of kobolds with mining talents. The Wakan tribe is a medium-sized kobold tribe with some strength in the Nagrand Highlands. Since the tribe's high priest Ludi came to power more than three years ago, he has begun to promote the power of the great masked king among the kobolds.

Up to now, more than 3000 people in the entire tribe have basically changed their beliefs and followed Lu Di in believing in this god of unknown race - the Masked King.

Under the guidance of this god, the Vakkan tribe's knowledge of poisons, traps, etc. has increased a lot, and the tribe has many more talented scouts and thieves than before.

The improvement of the strength of the tribe has also allowed the tribe's influence to continue to expand outwards. It originally only occupied a territory of more than 400 miles in the southern corner of the Nagrand Highlands. With the emergence of talents in the tribe in recent years, the territory has been expanded to . Many miles away. More than a dozen kobold tribes were exterminated by the Vulcan tribe. Thousands of fellow kobolds became slaves of the Vulcan tribe. They stayed in the Vulcan tribe's mines all day long and produced a steady stream of ore for the tribe.

"Praise the great masked king, all praise belongs to the king. There is no master of all things, but the masked king..."

Daily morning prayer is the most important thing for Lu Di. Before the sun appears on the horizon, he has already knelt down in front of the tall stone statue in the village and started praying devoutly. Behind him, believers who had been taught by him in the past few years came one after another to join in the prayers.

Today's prayer was particularly smooth. Lu Di felt cool all over her body, and her whole body was in a state of ecstasy.

"My loyal believers, it's time to implement my plan..."

Suddenly, a majestic and sacred voice came from his mind, and Lu Di seemed to be bathed in a divine light. A brilliant golden light appeared in front of him, making him unable to open his eyes at all.

“I obey my Lord’s oracle!!”

Ludi lowered his head in awe and humility, with madness in his eyes, and murmured a response.

The will of the gods only stayed on Lu Di for a short moment, but Lu Di could clearly feel that his strength, which was stuck in the 11th level priest, was directly promoted to the level 13 high-level priest. Needless to say, the few magical knowledge and spell models that suddenly appeared in his mind must be the divine grace given to him by the great masked king.

His heart was full of fighting spirit, imagining that after he had successfully completed the plan that the king had planned for several years, the gods once again rewarded him, allowing him to break through the legendary level and become a person with a long life and powerful strength. Unable to contain his emotions for a moment, he burst into laughter.

"Get to work! You stupid guys!!"

After finally regaining her emotions, Lu Di immediately changed her face and scolded the tribesmen behind her ferociously.

When the sun began to shine on the earth, the Vulcan tribe also began to get busy. Groups of kobolds, dwarfs and other creatures with ragged clothes and yellow and dull faces were driven out of the caves behind the Vulcan tribe's mountains and dragged out. , and then thrown into a deep pit alive.

The vision was pulled into the deep pit. Ludi, who had just completed his prayer before, was leading a group of fully armed kobold soldiers to roll down from the top of the pit. The captives were thrown to pieces. It was thrown directly into a mysterious building at the bottom of the pit.

This building is no stranger to many wilderness natives. It is the altar of flesh and blood that originally brought disaster to the wilderness.

No one expected that a complete altar of flesh and blood was preserved in a hidden place of wilderness natives. Judging from what Lu Di was doing at this time, it seemed that he was completing the activation of the flesh altar, summoning the devil, the great enemy of Feynman's world in the endless abyss, to come out.

A kobold, dwarf and other slaves who had long lost hope in life were prepared for this moment from the beginning. As they were thrown into the flesh and blood altar without any resistance, the altar was built with obsidian. The six-pointed star began to rotate slowly, and the demon sculpture in the center of the millstone gradually began to emit black smoke, slowly overflowing in all directions.

boom! ! !
  Hundreds of intelligent creatures were being polished away bit by bit by the millstones of the altar, and then turned into nutrients for the altar. A smelly blood mist began to form, and then a slender black light pillar rose into the sky. The flesh altar had connected to a certain place in the abyss. coordinates.

More slaves were thrown into the altar. In recent years, the Vulcan tribe used slaves to mine ore and smelt metal in exchange for a large amount of coarse grains and old grains to feed the slaves. Although many slaves could not withstand the fatigue in the dark mines and lost their lives, the Vulcan tribe has continued to expand and attack other indigenous tribes in the past few years, and still raised more than 2,000 kobolds.

Such slaves require a lot of food just to feed them. For this reason, there are voices of resentment in the Wakkan tribe. But as long as the owners of these voices are found by Ludi, what awaits these original Wakkan tribe members? The end result is like other slaves, living a miserable life in the mine in darkness.

In order to win the favor of the gods he believes in and move forward in the direction of legend, Ludi does not care about the opinions of the Wakkan tribe. Even if he is asked to destroy the Wakkan tribe with his own hands, he will not frown. brow.

Lu Di has a secret that no one in the clan knows. A few years ago, the tribe leader, the high-level swordsman Oliver, was assassinated, and Lu Di got a share of the credit. It was he who quietly provided information to the group of evil believers, lured leader Oliver to go out alone, and finally brought him to the ambush location of the evil believers' team.

The final result was that Ludi took the opportunity to rise up and occupy the position of leader of the tribe. This is how the Wakkan tribe is now.

The collusion between Lu Di and the followers of the evil god was planned for this important moment today, from assassinating the former leader to put Lu Di in power, to later the masked king delivering various inherited knowledge to enhance the strength of the tribe, increase its talents, and capture a large number of natives. , every step is a cooperative plan between Lu Di’s god of faith and the demons of the abyss.

"Shhh!!"

In the empty central space of the altar, many figures suddenly appeared. As the figures gradually became clearer, the crazy faces of demons were revealed in front of Lu Di and the others.

Lu Di felt hesitant and afraid in her heart. This was the legendary evil race. The current desolate situation in Mansha Wilderness also originated from this race. Although he was bewitched by the evil god, Lu Di spent great efforts to summon these evil guys to the Nagrand Highlands, but Feynman's biological nature of rejection of demons still made Lu Di's face look a little disgusting. , and then he restrained himself.

"Guests from afar, welcome."

The altar is still in operation. The number of nearly two thousand prisoners put into the altar is only 1/4. The first group of demons to come out of the altar was led by a tall mad war demon, carrying two long and long swords behind him. The mad war demon with a big scimitar, after walking out of the altar, ignored Lu Di's conversation. He just took a deep breath of fresh, blood-stained air, looked up to the sky and let out a long roar, with crazy and greedy eyes.

More and more demons crossed the rotating altar and came to the material world. The small pit gradually became unable to accommodate so many demons. Therefore, many demons simply climbed up the steep slope easily. , overlooking the Vulcan tribe from above.

"Do it!!!"

The Mad War Demon stood on the edge of the pit, and Lu Di looked at each other. After getting a response from the other party, he waved his thick palm, and more than 300 demons had already walked out of the altar, rushing toward the village of the Vulcan tribe.

Not long after, the Vakkan tribe village began to emit bursts of screams and roars. The demons that suddenly descended used brutal methods to turn the large kobold tribe into a massacre to welcome their arrival. battlefield.

Half a day passed, and the waves of shouts and screams in the Wakkan tribe gradually dimmed. The group of more than 40 elite mid-level confidants who followed Ludi and were selected by him, as well as their insufficient Hundreds of family members gathered around, trembling as they looked at more and more demon figures around them, with sadness and hesitation in their eyes.

The kobolds who were still alive and kicking half a day ago have now turned into cold corpses. They were thrown into the pit by the demons and used as nutrients for the operation of the flesh and blood altar.

One day later, the Vulcan tribe was expelled from the Nagrand Highlands. In exchange for the flesh and blood of more than 5,000 natives, there was an army of more than 2,000 demons in front of them. The leader was a six-year-old who was only one step away from being promoted to a legend. Arm snake demon.

At almost the same time, when Allen and Richard formed a temporary adventure team to chase the assassination team of the evil god believers, scenes similar to the Vulcan tribe happened in several tribes.

The flesh altars hidden in secret places were activated one by one, and one by one the new leaders replaced the leaders who had been assassinated by the evil god believers. They either led the tribe to turn against the devil, or directly used despicable means to treat the entire tribe as a slave. He gained nutrients and became the nutrients that summoned the devil to come.

A small but elite army of demons reappeared in the wilderness.

At this time, no one in the wilderness has noticed the signs of the demon's return. They are raising supplies and troops for the coalition forces to move south, and they are also cheering for the Centaur Grassland to conquer the lost land.

(End of this chapter)