It was only at this moment that the people who came to the Silver Moon Federation regained their attention to the true strength of this Northland ally.

In the past, at least in the sporadic records of mankind, limited by barren populations and relatively scarce resources, legendary powerhouses were often able to play a decisive role on the battlefield on a limited scale.

This is also the reason why the era of the city-state was able to rise and survive.

Because a city-state often only needs one or a few strong enough protectors to survive for a long time.

And the legendary powerhouse just meets such conditions.

A strong person who can become a legend often has a legendary life history that people are willing to live under the protection of such legends.

But with the development of the times, some people gradually realized that even the legendary strong man is only a strong man, not a god.

They can also be wounded, bleed, and tired, and the caster is equally limited in the amount of spells they can cast.

This also means that when there are enough elites who can threaten them, they can also contain or even kill the strong.

However, this only exists in theory, as long as the legendary powerhouse does not fall into the danger of being designed, as long as he wants to leave, most of the non-legendary will not be able to keep him.

But when he saw the rolling torrent of steel in front of him, Tinagarod, who was a veteran legend in the Northland, couldn't help but start pondering this question:

If the other party is an enemy, can you really fight it?

Unlike humans, elves have a much more distant history than humans.

Their ancestors, who had just stepped into this world at that time, relied on a relatively large number of people to survive in the thousand-year war between dragons and titans, and finally turned the tables in one fell swoop and became the overlord of the continent for a time.

In the early years, the dark elves who had not yet fallen into the dark region of Drow had bloodbathed the Korrell continent during the Crown War, and even nearly wiped out the weak humans at the time.

In addition, there is another enemy that has made their elves shudder to this day, and that is the Abyss Demon.

That's a typical terrible enemy who bulldozes everything with never-ending numbers.

Therefore, on a large scale, the tactics of crowds will never go out of style.

Although the number of troops in front of him is not exaggerated, it is elite enough.

Not to mention the various company commanders who were all above level 10 on average as dragon knights, just the hundreds of steel golems that seemed to be slowly coming out of the curtain of history were taken out alone, at least not something that a ranger and sacrificial professional like her could handle.

Even Adoherd, who has the legendary weapon Earth Thunder Sound, is suddenly entangled by these steel golems, and I am afraid that it will be difficult to fight his way out of the encirclement for a while.

Perhaps only Silver Wing can restrain them with ice breath and some special spells.

It can be said that I am afraid that the military force of the Silver Dragon alone, the White City, is enough to compete with the entire Silver Moon Federation.

With such strength, it doesn't even feel like they are needed much for the Silver Moon Federation, and they are fully capable of fighting against that foresail capital.

And this... It's only been a long time.

The leader of the Northland Moon Elves suddenly felt confused about his rapidly rising neighbor.

At this moment, the high-level leaders of the two sides also greeted each other in this huge formation, with a friendly and kind attitude, and the scene was very harmonious for a while, but Captain Gero looked around and suddenly asked:

"By the way, what about Lord Holtz, did he also follow Levi's crown to Moonshadow Island?"

Fei She smiled slightly, and then smiled a little mysteriously:

"No, he has already taken his people to the front in order for our northern front to go smoothly. ”

Seeing that this red robe had no intention of explaining, Jairo and his party would not be bored.

It's just that Silver Wing, who was beside Jairo, suddenly had a bad premonition.

Thinking of Serre's cunning and the obstacles they might encounter in the north, he had roughly guessed what mission the Gnoll Overseer was going to do.

But he couldn't guess what instructions the silver dragon gave to his number one loyal dog, and he just hoped that it wouldn't go too far.

After all, this war is likely to go down in history in the near future, and if Levi's guy plays some new tricks, won't he, as one of the dragons in charge of the coalition forces, be ridiculed along with him?

Just before the two sides met in front of Minas Stirris, and before the army was set up, everyone from the Silvermoon Federation watched inexplicably as the two powerful shield warriors said goodbye to Fischer and prepared to leave the team.

Captain Gero was slightly stunned, looked at the two big men beside Fisher, and once again couldn't help but ask with curiosity in his heart:

"Do they have any secret missions to carry out as well?"

Fischer suddenly smiled shyly: "That's not true, Wren and Sgard are here to see me off." ”

Wren also held the totem pole and scratched the back of his head, revealing his white front teeth:

"The lord said that it is useless to attack our two shield warriors, so we might as well watch the gate at home. ”

"......" Jairo and the other Silver Moon powerhouses were silent again.

Even if he knew that the other party had to be like them, the Silver Moon Federation had to guard against orcs from the north and the underground Drow, but he actually let these two fierce generals throw them into the territory to hire statues, which made him feel very embarrassed as a fellow warrior.

And since you are out to see you off, who are you going to show so fully armed!

......

"Chirp!"

As the Northland coalition approached the cliffs, a griffon swept over the desolate and steep canyon, taking in all that was happening in the complex mountainous landscape.

From a distance, you can see dozens of cooking fires and haze rising on the mountains on both sides of the canyon.

The monsters of the cliff hill lined up in front of the campfire, and there were all kinds of monsters, ogres, frost-blooded orcs, bear goblins, gnolls, and even a few moss-covered mountain giants, four or five thousand in number.

At the end of the line were heavily armed and guarded humans, cooking the food that had been brought in from Luskan.

The rich fragrance made the monsters who were lining up keep shrinking their noses and drooling, and there were many fights and even fires between each other.

If it weren't for the Luskan people who thought of a way to let these monsters line up according to their size, and gave the later large monsters unlimited rights to cut in line, greatly reducing disputes, I'm afraid that these monsters who don't know how to respect the old and love the young at all would have to lose one-tenth of their staff because of the 'canteen brawl' before they have eaten.

What once worried Levi and them may have become a reality, just after the North Metro Triangle officially declared war on Luskan, Luskan stopped a group of personnel from coming to the cliff hill early with dozens of truckloads of food and baggage as quickly as possible.

In the early years, he teamed up with the drow elves in Gerthhorn City to resell energy potions, so that the Luskan people had already figured out a way to deal with these monsters, well, at least not to become food for these monsters first.

However, what makes them a headache is that it is easy to get these monsters to come over and 'eat white food', but after these guys have eaten and drunk enough, it will be very difficult to organize them to work!

With so many boxes of alchemy explosives, it's impossible for them to move them by themselves, right?

There aren't enough people!

The ogres here are still urging them to cook!

If you don't feed these rice buckets, the most likely outcome is that they will be stuffed into the pot directly by the ogres!

Monster names aren't just taken with your eyes closed!

And just when the Luskan people were overwhelmed by the men, they ran into a clever and studious jackal, just as they had found a dog's head gold on a river beach.

To their great joy, this jackal who yearned for human civilization could not only speak a fluent lingua franca, but was also the first to take the lead in organizing his clan to carry those alchemy explosives for them.

Having found a breakthrough, the Luskan people quickly increased their food investment in the gnolls' tribe as a reward.

Soon, under this 'leading demonstration effect', more and more jackals and even bear goblins began to follow suit.

The clever gnoll, who called himself ——— 'Hogg'.

The Luskans didn't care about the name, after all, with the limited pronunciation of the gnolls, at least a dozen Hoggs could be found on this mountain.

In order to maintain friendly cooperation with the obedient leader of the Gnolls, who was able to command the mobilization of an entire pack of jackals, the Luskan not only generously distributed him a few extra portions of food every day, but also gave him a human-style name.

Howard...

This made 'Howard' grateful.

And looking at such a gnoll who knew how to be grateful and had good organizational skills, the Luskan people suddenly felt sorry for their talents, and always felt that it was a little unbearable to bury him here like this, but when they thought of the enemies they were facing, they stopped talking, and after leaving enough food for this group of gnolls, they continued to deal with the ogres and hill giants that gave them a headache.

After the group of Luskans left, 'Howard' couldn't help but retch, and the mosaic rainbow poured down, adding another wisp of food to the already foul-smelling cavern.

"I did it! I actually used pig feed as military rations, and it was really a shame that they did it, and they vomited..."

"Let it go, let me come!"

Almost as soon as he had finished vomiting, several gnolls wagged their tails and rushed to lick the puddle of mystical liquid, as if it was a high honor to share in the food that had been 'rewarded' by the jackal leader.

"Get out of here! Get ready to work!"

'Howard' felt that if he stayed any longer, he would be driven crazy by this group of uncivilized people.

"Yes, boss!"

The jackals who were kicked were extremely excited, as if they could be kicked by the head wolf, which was also a kind of recognition from the head wolf.

No way, who made them a new leader is too powerful.

Not only is it strong, but it has also been recognized by that group of humans, eating hot and delicious food, and gaining prestige in other gnoll tribes in a short period of time.

With such a leader, it seems that you can already see a happy life where you eat and drink every day and have wolves at night.

Under Howard's leadership, the Brown-Haired Tribe began to take the lead in carrying black metal canisters up the cliffs from the wagons of the valley's humans and stuffed them into caves along the valley.

It's just that after doing this, these gnolls will raise their legs and pee in the metal can.

Boss 'Howard' said that it was an enchantment ritual, saying that if no one did it, they would receive a blessing that would give them a better chance of surviving the rest of the war.

Anyway, don't want money, trust a little.

After they had done their share of the day's work, the humans unsurprisingly gave them a share of food.

During the night, Holtz, who was named 'Howard' by the Luskan people, vomited and was almost delirious.

Yes, at this time, this small, lean, brown-haired jackal is none other than Levi's number one lackey, the famous gnoll commander of Zelandia, Holz Riemanrus.

In order to be able to successfully infiltrate the cliff hill, he found Eagle three days ago, and under the transformation of the Nether arcane, he became the person he is now.

After all, with his majestic appearance of being covered in snow-haired hair and eight feet tall, even if he took off his essence, he was afraid that as soon as he entered the cliff hill, he was regarded as the co-master of the cliff hill by the group of monsters, and no, he was recognized by the Luskan people as the leader of the Zeellandia jackal.

All this is because Levi found Holtz alone before leaving and gave him an important mission.

That is how to capture the cliff hill with the fastest efficiency and the lowest casualties when the Luskan people really use the cliff post as a deployment.

And Holtz is probably also the most likely wolf choice to realize the plan.

In the cliffs full of monsters, what do you say about the creature like the Gnoll...

In terms of strength, they can't compete with the hill giants and ogres, and in terms of combat power, they can't compete with the frost and snow orcs who moved down from the spine of the world, and they may be stronger than goblins and bear goblins, but they are slightly inferior in fecundity and numbers, so the status of the gnolls has always been a little awkward.

These viviparous wolf-like monsters tend to be scattered in groups of clans in this inhospitable area, and due to the harsh environment and food shortages, the average life expectancy of gnolls is generally very short.

So it's normal that you might know a gnoll today, and tomorrow he might be replaced by the other.

Moreover, ordinary humans are generally face blind to jackals, and it is difficult for humans like Blue Star to distinguish the one they think has a good relationship among the dozens of wild raccoon cats...

So Holtz almost easily infiltrated another gnoll tribe as an adult lone wolf who left home, and beat the original gnoll leader down that night, and then took over the star-eyed female gnolls by the way.

After some hard work, sowing rain and dew to become a virtuous wolf, Holtz began to implement the plan.

And at present, it is also extremely smooth, I don't know, when the guys from the Silver Moon Federation will come.

"Chirp!"

"Hey, it's finally here. ”

Hearing the griffin's voice, Holtz suddenly raised his head and immediately grinned, revealing a mouth full of hideous fangs.

Just thinking of the master's words before leaving, the corners of his mouth couldn't help twitching:

"Holtz, you learned this kind of thing when you were under Kangvian, you know?"

Well, it's all a pot of five-colored dragons anyway.

That night, a lot of blue little things gathered in front of a jackal, like a 'strong man', drank the blue potion, and then 'drunk' into all kinds of small insects, crawled into those tents guarded by humans, climbed into those large clay pots that were not cleaned, and vomited wildly.

It's just that before he could finish vomiting, a dizzy Beetle crawled onto the back of the other one and began to twitch in Parkinson's on the same channel.