Aslan was in deep thought. In his previous life, he confronted the Ottoman Kingdom for about three years. At that time, he was already strong and strong, and directly pulled out a hundred thousand troops to the Changfeng Plain.
The alien races at that time were not as honest as they are now, and Aslan was completely using them as consumables to consume the strength of the Ottoman Kingdom.
At that time, the Ottoman Kingdom also dispatched 100,000 troops, but in the Changfeng Plain, 30,000 troops were consumed by foreign races, coupled with successive battles, did not get enough time to rest.
Aslan, who was sitting on the mountain watching the tigers fight, suddenly attacked and defeated the Ottoman Kingdom in a battle.
At that time, the reason for the entry of the Ottoman Kingdom was that the grassland coalition army retreated due to food shortages.
However, this time the grassland coalition forces did not have such problems, and they were even supported by weapons from time to time to maximize their combat effectiveness. Compared with the previous life, they were stronger and could not be defeated so quickly.
The key appeared on that great swordsman instructor.
There is indeed a great swordsman instructor in the Ottoman Kingdom, and there is also a great knight instructor, but they shouldn't be playing so quickly.
"Why does the Great Swordsman Instructor appear in the Northern Wind Prairie?" Aslan suddenly grasped the key point and quickly asked.
Elijah pondered for a while, and said: "The Ottoman Kingdom vanguard was defeated in the Northern Wind Prairie. It is said that the defeated army was almost killed by the grassland coalition forces for more than a dozen miles, and the vanguard has almost lost its losses."
"That's right!" Aslan said subconsciously.
The strength of the North Wind Prairie made the Ottoman Kingdom feel a sense of crisis, and only then did the Great Instructor-level powerhouse be sent to the North Wind Prairie.
"Haha!" Aslan couldn't help laughing.
He clearly remembered that among the prairie elves, there was a great magister hidden, and these Ottoman kingdoms were going to be out of luck.
As for the 50,000 troops of the Ottoman Kingdom, Aslan had already guessed that their purpose was to cut off the grain supply of the grassland coalition forces. As long as the food supply of the grassland coalition forces was cut off, the combat effectiveness of the grassland coalition forces would be reduced by at least 40%.
"Lord Lord! Are we going to send troops?" Elijah asked nervously.
Aslan pondered for a while, and said helplessly: "I just want to stay in the territory and develop for a few years, why there is always something to find me."
When Elijah heard this, she couldn't help being overjoyed.
"Notify everyone of the meeting immediately."
Elija resigned and retired.
After a while, the meeting room, the Merlot Army and the City Defense Army, almost crowded the entire meeting room, of course, Essien and Wilshin two chief executives were also indispensable.
As soon as Aslan entered the conference room, he threw the documents in his hand on the table, let Elijah distribute them, and took his seat.
When everyone saw the report above, they all had different faces. The officers of the Merlot army geared up one by one, and they wished to go to the North Wind Prairie to fight against the Ottoman Kingdom. The officers of the city defense army had a bitter face, and it was estimated that there was no conquest. Regarding them, the Merlot Army’s huge task of patrolling the territory fell on them, which would make their military affairs more onerous.
After all, in addition to defending important towns, the city defense army also protects highways. They set up checkpoints at important points on the highways and work in shifts every day.
It can be said that the manpower at various checkpoints alone consumed one-third of the military strength of the city defense army, not to mention that a magic wave receiving station was built on Copeland Mountain recently. It is said that at least one squadron will be dispatched by then. The protective force went to garrison.
Other civilian officials began to calculate the size and supplies of the army.
"The situation is urgent, I won't say much, you guys see if we should send troops." Aslan said very democratically.
After reading the document, Will Xin sighed helplessly, and closed the document directly. The plan and scale of the expedition were clearly written. It can be seen that Aslan has made up his mind, and the last question is just the scene.
But it is to embody democracy, but if someone dared to jump out in a single game and refuse, Aslan has a thousand reasons to push the other party back, and let the other party wear small shoes by the way.
"Since no one has spoken, those who do not approve of sending troops, please raise their hands." Aslan stood up and said.
No one dared to raise their hands.
"That was unanimous." Aslan nodded very satisfied.
"Immediately mobilize the army, prepare supplies, and set out in three days."
"Yes!"
Three days later, Aslan put on his sulky armor and said to Sachs: "Sachs, you have worked so hard all your life, and you should take care of your old age. Don't go to the expedition this time. The safety is up to you."
With a faint smile on Sax's face, he nodded.
If it was another swordsman instructor, it would be strange to see that the army went out without him, and let him take care of the old age. It would be strange not to raise the table.
But Saxophone is different. He is really old. With a lot of dark injuries on the young man, it is not easy to get what he is today.
Since the death of the barbarian Yorkf, Aslan took the initiative to find Saxophone. The previous life Saxophone helped Aslan too much. Because Aslan was too dependent on him, he dragged his aging body to fight one after another. He only fell after a few years, and Aslan does not need to rely too much on the saxophone in this life, so naturally he made it clear.
Most of the time, Saxophone's main deterrence is enough. Don't do it without doing it. It is as if it is a pension in the Merlot area. It is good to help him train a few young people when he has time.
As the saying goes, when his family knows about his family affairs, Sachs naturally knows his physical condition. Although Aslan and Elija worked together to solve a lot of hidden injuries on his body after coming to the Merlot area, he could lose too much body when he was young. With such a stable life, Sachs is sure to live another twenty years old, so he is not willing to make a move.
After getting Aslan’s guarantee, he usually uses deterrence to shoot, and more often he stays in the Swordsman Academy to train young people. He hopes to train several mentor-level powerhouses for Aslan. Repay Aslan's kindness to meet.
"Don't worry! Lord Lord, I will guard Merlot City." Sachs said seriously with a face.
"Well, that's hard work. Elder Sa will wait for us to return triumphantly and drink celebration wine together." Aslan laughed boldly, turned and jumped on his horse.
The Cavaliers guard by his side moved up quickly, and Diego quickly trot to keep up.
"Old Sa!" Sachs muttered subconsciously as he looked at Aslan's back. He had never heard of this name before, and it was very interesting when he heard it for the first time, especially when he heard Aslan's respect. Not a bad vocabulary.
"Very good! Old Sa! Very suitable for an old man!"