The epic story of green monsters

Chapter 877 Sacrifice
  The sense of weightlessness brought about by the teleportation only lasted a moment. By the time Allen looked around again, they had already crossed thousands of miles and returned to a wilderness environment that was no stranger to them.

While looking at the surrounding environment, Allen quickly left the altar to make room for the following warriors.

When Allen followed the wilderness army to invade human territory, he already knew the reason why this method of using long-distance teleportation circles as a means to teleport troops on a large scale was not taken seriously.

The elven generals and think tanks also had this inherent cognitive barrier. When thinking about various possibilities, they habitually ruled out the possibility of long-distance teleportation points for the wilderness and drow armies.

Although the fact of the human defeat has spread to the Elf Kingdom, the specific strategic plan implemented by the Wilderness Alliance and the methods used are still a mystery. Therefore, the elves now have similar ideas to the humans at that time, otherwise it would not be possible. He will travel thousands of miles alone into the hinterland of the North.

More and more troops around him came out through the teleportation circle. Allen also paid special attention to the frequency of input of elf corpses as consumable materials and the size of the teleportation of his own army. He made an estimate in his mind and roughly determined these materials. It is enough to support the entire legion from the north, and there is even a surplus.

It's understandable if you think about it. After all, this teleportation is not an interdimensional teleportation, and the distance is not very far, so the amount of flesh and blood required is much lower than everyone expected.

Pernilai, who also noticed this, sighed with regret and said resentfully: "Actually, we can really try to teleport to the Castle of Thorns first. If successful, the impact on the Elf Kingdom will be even heavier." "

Allen shook his head unmoved. Pernilai had made this suggestion several times before, but was decisively rejected by Allen. In order to dispel Pernilai's radical idea, Allen also sternly gave up the idea. Cooperation is a threat.

In fact, according to Pernilai's idea, if they, the most important guardian force in the north, take the initiative to go north, then the elven army that has just suffered a huge defeat and is unwilling to go south will definitely choose to take the opportunity to go south to attack Drow and Naxi. One of the three targets is Seoul Fortress or Green Lake Town.

The elves have always been arrogant and have never looked down on the natives of the wilderness, as well as the drow who were exiled underground by them. Now their hundreds of thousands of troops have suffered a big loss at the hands of the enemies they despise, whether it is the strong men of the elves or their commanders. Officers will regard this as a great shame and humiliation for them.

In addition, they are worried that the kingdom will punish them for losing the war. As long as there is an opportunity for them to regain what they lost on the battlefield, they will never let it go.

And Pernilai was sure of the opponent's mentality, and deliberately cooperated with Allen to take away the most powerful main force in the North, and showed up on the battlefield of the Dwarf Kingdom, so that the news of their main force going north spread to Thunder Town to march south. In the ears of the Legion's command.

But there are always things that cannot be controlled in the plan, such as the target chosen by the elves. If they are more interested in crossing the vast area of ​​​​the Tagan Desert and the western border of the Kator Mountains, trekking straight to the Green Field Plain, and attacking the home of the Green Field Tribe.

Green Lake Town and its surrounding satellite villages have never built decent cities. If the elven army really wants to attack with this goal, it will be difficult for the remaining members of the Green Field Tribe to stop them. In that case, their lone army going north can only directly attack them. Teleport and appear in front of it to attack the opponent's main force.

However, the possibility that the Elf commander will take this as a goal is low, because they also need to consider the time and difficulty of marching. A feat of more than 300,000 troops crossing the desert is the greatest test of logistical equipment, and it is precisely this southern expedition army. The logistical baggage is a problem.

Then there are only two choices left: Bonn City and Nasir Kaisa. No matter which city the elves choose as their target in the end, their remaining warriors have a certain ability to protect themselves and fight for Alan and Pernilai. Given enough time, you can choose to appear in the right place at the right time.

The main force of the elves suffered heavy losses in the last war. The casualties of more than 200,000 soldiers meant that their legion was not strong enough to threaten Bonn City and Nasir Fortress. Therefore, they were bound to find ways to supplement their headquarters so that they could go south.

Looking at the surrounding situation, only the Thornburg Fortress closest to them still had a garrison army available for mobilization, which could be added to their own army in a tight time.

Based on the understanding of the command structure of the Elf Kingdom's Southern Expedition Army, this army has sufficient authority to command and mobilize the troops of Thorn Castle, so there is a high probability that the opponent will recruit troops from Thorn Castle.

The troops in the Castle of Thorns have been depleted, which means that the southern bridgehead of the elves is at its weakest. As long as the time comes, you can use the corpses and flesh altars in your hands to teleport hundreds of miles to the west and draw the army closer. If they are far away from the Castle of Thorns, then they will have a high probability of capturing and destroying this most important city of the elves.

When the time comes, we will execute the massacre order on this city and use the flesh, flesh and souls of the hundreds of thousands of ordinary elves in the city as nutrients to reopen the transmission channel. Not only will we be able to rush back to rescue the mainland and block the retreat of the southern elf army, but we will also be able to Take away all the wealth of this elven city with thousands of years of history and precipitation.

Allen actually admitted in his heart that the success rate of Penile's plan was not low. Judging from the number of elven troops, they did add no less than 50,000 troops, which also proved the strength of the garrison in Thorn Castle. At least half of it has been weakened.

If their 300,000-strong army suddenly appeared in front of the Castle of Thorns, even without huge siege equipment, there would be a high probability that the city would not be able to defend it.

But Allen is more afraid of the consequences of such a city, which may not be something the current North can bear.

Due to the hatred between drow and elves, if they really allow them to occupy the Castle of Thorns, then most of the more than 500,000 elves, half-elves and a few other races living in this city will become victims of their scimitars. Revenant.

The word "massacre" is cruel, but for the drows living in the underground world, it is something they are accustomed to and will not feel any burden.

But for the elves in the surface world, this has a completely different meaning from a military failure and the annihilation of an entire army.

Even if the proud elves are unwilling to accept the defeat of the army, they will at least admit that their skills are inferior to others. When they want to take revenge and return, they will most likely regain their place on the battlefield openly.

But if a city in the Elf Kingdom is massacred, although doing so can weaken the Elf Kingdom's strength, it is more likely to be regarded as a provocation by the Elf rulers.

At that time, for the sake of the kingdom's face and at the same time giving an explanation to the people of the kingdom, the elven leaders will inevitably shift their target and use the kingdom's strength to launch a massive counterattack on the northern border.

Even if the entire Mansha Alliance unites as one, they will not be spared in the face of a powerful civilization, let alone the Green Field Tribe and its weaker allies around it?

Allen didn't want to draw the elf's attention to himself in order to weaken the elf's strength. Even if this kind of thing was only a relatively high probability, he didn't dare to take the risk.

He has always been steady, and it was with this in mind that he categorically rejected this plan with greater results, and instead chose to return to the north to help intercept and kill the elven army that penetrated deep into the territory.

"If we can wipe out the invading elven army, it will be a good harvest for us!"

"If this goal can be achieved, then the threat from the Elf Kingdom to our northern border will be almost gone in a short time!"

"Even the elves' plan for this eastern expedition will undergo major changes because of our intervention."

Faced with the powerful temptation, Allen still looked as if he had lost all trace of emotion and just replied indifferently. After saying these words, Allen turned his head and looked for the scouts who were staying here, ready to ask about the situation on the southern battlefield.

"Tsk! You're really stubborn!"

The deep-minded drow matron must also understand Allen's concerns, but they also have their own interests. This time they defeated the elves in the Cold Wind Hills, and then went north to win a victory, massacring a large number of heroic warriors from the old enemy of the elves. Their deeds finally gave Penilei and the others an answer to their private prayers to the Spider Queen.

This is the first time that their group of drow has received such clear conscious feedback from Spider Queen Rose after they migrated to the surface world. Even as the host, Penile received a gift of divine grace, and the dark affinity talent once again Strengthened, mental power and magic power have also been improved to a considerable extent.

She had a vague feeling that if she received another divine favor, she might be able to completely break through her current level and be promoted to the height of a saint that she dreamed of.

No matter how wide-eyed Pernilai is and how strong her wisdom is, she still can't stand the important points related to her future and future. Although she has some scruples about the so-called interests of the race and the safety of the city-state, she still can't compete with her inner pursuit. This is what she wants. Drow's selfish nature is difficult to change.

Moreover, the decision to attack Thorn Castle, from a factual perspective, does not harm the interests of the Drow Federation and the North. At most, it only greatly increases their risks, but this is just common in the underground world. Question, when will there be a day when several city-states are not destroyed and disappeared?

To blame, they can only blame themselves for not being strong enough to compete with the powerful elves.

It's a pity that she herself is worried about attacking the Castle of Thorns, but her partner still maintains a strong sense of reason and is not willing to proceed according to her plan.

Without Allen's help, Penile herself would not be able to convince the other matrons. Without the flesh altar in Allen's hands, it would be difficult to execute her big plan.

In the end, in the face of the ruthless reality, Pernilai could only compromise bitterly. Since the plan that was most beneficial to her could not succeed, then retreating to the next best option and annihilating the elven army invading the north became Pernilai's inevitable goal. .

Perhaps annihilating this army of hundreds of thousands of elves can also win the attention of the Spider Queen in the Kingdom of God and grant herself another divine favor!

Thinking of this, Mistress Penile's dim pupils became radiant again.

It took most of a day for the huge army to teleport. If other teleportation methods were used, the resources consumed would probably bring all the tribes in the Ring of Thorns back to the stage of abject poverty. But now using the flesh altar, there are still tens of thousands of elven corpses. , thousands of elven captives exist alive, which shows the depth of the demon civilization's research on teleportation in the endless abyss.

"What to do with these slaves?"

A group of drow braved the red light and stared evilly at the group of useless elves. Seeing this scene, Allen originally didn't want to meddle in this business, but out of the corner of his eye he glanced at Oscar, the elf druid who was accompanying the army. , the other party's eyes couldn't hide the look of unbearability, and out of respect for the master, Allen asked casually.

"Giggle!"

Hearing Allen's inquiry, not only did Pernilai look abnormal, but also several other matrons showed excitement.

"Although they failed to become nutrients for the flesh and blood altar, we still have ways to make their value reflected in other aspects!"

"Leave it to us!"

Pernilai made eye contact with Deborah and other matrons, and then smiled mysteriously.

When Oscar heard Allen's question, although his eyes did not look here, his sharp ears quietly turned in the direction. When the soft and silky murmurs of the mistresses of Pernile rang out, his face suddenly changed. Cold, he sighed and left this place far away.

Allen originally wanted to ask in detail, but seeing that Oscar and everyone had left, he lost interest in questioning and nodded lightly.

"Giggle!"

The matrons walked towards the elf captives with their waists swaying lightly. A pair of jade hands rubbed the bare chest skin of several handsome male elves, and their eyes looked at the male creatures in front of them with spring in their eyes.

Already reduced to a prisoner, with his limbs bound, the unfortunate elf faced the ill-intentioned looks of several mistresses, his expressions changing in different ways.

Some people glared angrily. Although they were captured, their fighting spirit was still undiminished. They held their heads high and spat at the coquettish matrons with disdain.

There are also people who are timid and do not dare to look at the mistresses. Even if they have been taught to be brave and fearless since childhood, how can they resist the desire to survive when their lives are controlled by others!
  There are others.
  Click! !
  The mistresses' slender hands suddenly turned into seductive claws, directly scratching the chest of the elf in front of them, and then took out a heart that was still beating vigorously, raised it above their heads, and then squeezed it hard.

A rain of blood fell, and the mistresses who had previously been charming like silk and smiling like nightmares had unknowingly changed their appearance. Their faces were full of pious and sacred expressions, and the blood dripping on their faces outlined the red color. The bloody scenes of Silk Road form a sharp contrast.

"Mother of all things, your blessed bloodline sends you the blood, flesh, and soul of your old enemy. May you enjoy it happily."

Qi Yu came out from the mouths of the mistresses in unison, and countless drow around them lowered their heads and knelt down, chanting in a low voice along with the Qi Yu.

When many voices and voices merged into one, forming an indescribable resonance frequency that vibrated across the world, the still-warm corpses of the elves in front of them gradually turned into mummies at a speed visible to the naked eye. .

Groups of pale red blood mist floated out of the corpses, then shrank and expanded in response to the drow's prayers, as if alive, and then suddenly and silently exploded, covering the space where thousands of elven prisoners were.

The elves with various expressions on their faces were powerless to resist, and their faces gradually became dull. Then suddenly, as if they had seen some kind of terrifying scene, their whole people suddenly began to twist and struggle randomly.

The hands and feet of the elves were restrained, but they continued to struggle until they broke their arms in pieces; some elves had strong bodies and managed to break free, but then they smashed their bare fists at the compatriots around them and smashed their chests. tear
  A terrifying scene of purgatory on earth unfolded in front of Allen and other wilderness natives. Countless wilderness warriors couldn't help but turn their heads. Even Allen, the tough-minded leader, didn't frown.

(End of this chapter)