The Lord Who Wants to Be Emperor

Facts have proved that most women's words cannot be taken seriously.

In the early morning of the next morning, except for Gao Wen and Arthur who had military affairs and were unable to catch the locusts, almost everyone was dispatched.

In addition to the necessary staying power, Mordred also brought a thousand slightly stronger Orcs to work as porters.

Andre, who learned the news, came to visit as soon as possible.

He thought that the Merlot army deployed most of its troops to inspect the border.

After all, border inspections have always been a unique tradition of the Merlot army.

"Lord Lord! The Ottoman Kingdom dares to enter the country with a large army. It can be seen that the northern wind prairie they have an advantage. If we appear on the northern wind prairie on a large scale, it will easily arouse the vigilance of the Ottoman kingdom army." Andre hurriedly suggested. Said.

Aslan nodded repeatedly and agreed, but he ignored Andre's orders.

Even if he didn't send people to the Northern Wind Prairie, he would be able to guarantee that the Ottoman Kingdom would not know about the destruction of the vanguard, let alone send cavalry to contact every once in a while.

If there is no contact for too long, the Ottoman Kingdom will definitely send an army to investigate.

After all, it's just a delay.

"They are not going to patrol, but to catch the locusts and detect the enemy's situation by the way." Aslan explained kindly.

He had already decided to reach the strength of the Merlot area before he was ready to come out. Naturally, he was unwilling to continue fighting with the Ottoman Kingdom.

After all, this time seems to have won a big victory, but the Merlot Knights also killed more than 50 people, more than 300 people were injured, of which more than 70 people were disabled.

The casualties were more than one-twentieth, which couldn't be said to be small. After all, the first few waves of long-range attacks had almost interrupted the enemy's backbone.

"Catch the locusts?" Andre didn't understand Aslan's brain circuits at all.

What does it mean that he doesn't understand at all?

"Yes! I don't know what Mr. Andre can do. After all, Your Excellency has always been the commander of the Union City army." Aslan said very politely, and secretly admired Andre's ability, able to control so much. The miscellaneous army of squadrons gathered together and used half-orcs to consume a lot of the strength of the Ottoman vanguard, which is enough to prove its means.

In this respect, Aisha and Merlin are inferior to him, or they are not defeated by Andre in terms of intelligence, but in the marching formation, Andre smashes the two for nine streets.

Andre smiled knowingly and pointed to a location on the map inside the big tent and said: "Lord Lord! We only need to place heavy soldiers here."

"Oh!" Aslan looked over curiously, subconsciously sinking into thinking.

"This place is the place to enter the Changfeng Plain. There are plains everywhere. The only place is on a hill. It is also the only place. As long as we station a large army here, it will be enough to stop the Ottoman Kingdom from going south. "Andre said confidently.

Aslan did not speak, and Nomel next to him asked suspiciously.

"How big is the army to deter the Ottoman Kingdom?"

When asked about this, Aslan nodded in agreement.

Andre said with confidence: "As long as Lord Lord appoints me two mentor-level powerhouses, plus a hundred thousand alien coalition forces, I have full confidence that the Ottoman Kingdom will not dare to cross here half a step."

"Oh!" Aslan suddenly became interested.

"Are you so confident?"

Andre nodded, and said unhurriedly: "But Lord, you must allow your subordinates to use the banner of the Duke of Medea."

Aslan suddenly suddenly.

This is for a fake tiger.

The Ottoman Kingdom is now fully invading the Northern Wind Prairie and is fighting the grassland coalition forces in retreat, but it does not mean that they can completely take the entire Northern Wind Prairie. Even if all foreign races are driven away, they want to completely annex the Northern Wind Prairie. , It is impossible without a few years.

In addition, Aslan was very aware of the strength of the steppe coalition forces, which could at least hold the army of the Ottoman Kingdom for several years, and the army that suddenly appeared on the border line still appeared under the banner of the Duke of Medea, it was extraordinary.

Let alone Duke Medea’s strong personal combat power, he is known as the top three magisters in the mainland, and now he is the governor of the province of Mellock. He is in charge of the military power of the entire province. She is a well-deserved tycoon. She is of such strength, although she can’t do much. Invading the northern wind prairie, but holding on to one side is more than enough.

Not to mention that there is a grassland coalition on the front of the Ottoman Kingdom. As long as the commander is not a fool, he will definitely enter at this time. It is forcing the Duke of Medea and the grassland coalition to join forces, so the Ottoman Kingdom wants to completely take the north wind. The prairie is even more difficult.

The reason why the Ottoman Kingdom has not been able to take down the Northern Wind Prairie in one go is that on the one hand, the centaur tribes come and go like wind on the grassland, and on the other hand, the powerful magician forces of the prairie elves.

This is the fatal injury of the Ottoman Kingdom.

They claim to control 4 million strings, and their achievements in the field of magic are lagging behind. The Ottoman Kingdom of Normandy has only a few magicians, and the number of magicians may be less than that of Mellocks Province. This is also because they attacked the Ottomans. The reason why the vanguard is so smooth, if there is enough magic, they have more than dozens of ways to block the incendiary falling from the sky.

In Sino Land, the power of the magician also determines the strength of a country.

"You have a good idea." Aslan couldn't help but curse with a smile.

Andre couldn't help but heaved a sigh of relief. Seeing that Aslan had understood his intentions, he secretly sighed that this lord was really quick to think and thought of all this in an instant.

The reason why Aslan reacted so quickly was because he borrowed Duke Medea's tiger skin too many times. The skill points of the fake tiger were almost full, and it was natural to see that Andre had made an idea in an instant.

"Okay, I'll leave this to you, what else do you need?" Aslan asked with a smile.

Andre's heart tightened, and he hurriedly lowered his head and said: "The subordinates only ask the lord to take his family and clansmen to Merlot, so that the subordinates can prepare for the war with peace of mind."

With a big wave of his hand, Aslan assigned all the equipment of the tens of thousands of vanguards to Andre by the way, enhancing the army's combat effectiveness.

After all, people are so acquainted, and all of his family members are sent to his hands as hostages. He can't be stingy anymore, and he has to give them a certain amount of support and encouragement.

"As for the tribes that need to be recruited, you will arrange it yourself." Aslan said with a smile on his face.

Andre nodded helplessly. This was to turn Andre into a villain, and he would come forward to recruit the tribes, and by the way, send high-level relatives of these tribes to Merlot as hostages.

Aslan didn't show up from start to finish, and Andre did all the bad guys alone.